Wow, how long has it been?

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We left off when Roxas found himself wishing that he had used a portal after fleeing from the kitchen.

Zyrix cocked her head to the side. "Why are your faces green?" she asked, registering the unusual color in Roxas' and Axel's faces.

"We saw something no Nobody should see," said Axel, clutching his stomach.

If it was possible for Zyrix to be any more confused, she did. "What's a Nobody?"

"What we all are. Half a person. We are what are left behind when a strong-hearted person is turned into a Heartless. So… We basically have no heart!" Axel explained, trying to stand up straight."

Zyrix was taken aback by the answer. However, before the words settled in her brain, two people entered the room. One was a boy with blond hair, styled upward, like a mohawk. The other one was a man, also blond, with a mustache and a beard. The boy was holding his index finger teasingly close to the man's shoulder, yelling "I'm not touching you!" repeatedly.

"Stop bothering me, I say!" yelled the annoyed man, with an English accent. "This is getting ridiculous, Demyx!" He stopped walking and cocked his head to the side. "No, wait," he stated, holding back a grin and taking out a deck of cards. "It got ridiculous 59 minutes and 59 seconds ago."

The boy called Demyx chuckled. "Oh, Luxord, you need to learn how to have fun," he replied, shaking his head.

"I know how to have fun," Luxord replied. "I just can't have fun with you around."

They both headed towards the kitchen, apparently expecting their meal to be ready, when Roxas and Axel stepped protectively in front of the door.

"Luxord, Demyx," Axel started, his voice quivering. "If you wish to keep your eyes healthy, you will keep away from the kitchen."

By this time, Zyrix had pulled the hood of her cloak up, trying to hide her fit of giggles.

"What?" Luxord crossed his arms, still holding the deck of cards. "Xemnas is strip-cooking… again?!?"

"Eww…" Demyx muttered, taking another step back, heading farther from the kitchen, and near the table.

Roxas' eyes grew wide and Zyrix fell from her chair. "What do you mean, again?!" Roxas asked, as everyone looked over the spot where Zyrix landed.

At the same time three more members arrived, one of them in a hurry. Axel leaned down where Zyrix was to tell her who they were. The one with long black, dreadlocked hair, called Xaldin, stopped short, stepping back from the kitchen. The one with an X-shaped scar on his face and with blue hair did the same, rounding the table over to the seat with the number VII. The one with gray hair and an eye patch, called Xigbar, rushed over to the kitchen before Axel and Roxas could stop him, leaving the other seven members dumbfounded, even Zyrix, who was trying to get out from under the table.

Saïx counted down. "Five… Four… Three… Two… One…" As if on cue, Xigbar started yelling. "OH MY KINGDOM HEARTS, NOT MY GOOD EYE!!" he ranted, running from the horror of Xemnas' doings and causing Zyrix to bash her head with the bottom part of the table.

"Xigbar, we told you Xemnas was strip-cooking!" Xaldin scolded, half-laughing at Xigbar's perverted ways.

"I only heard the strip-cooking part…" Xigbar admitted apologetically.

Zyrix managed to rise from under the table, her head throbbing and her hood still on, and sat at her corresponding chair. Xigbar noticed this action, and his expression quickly lightened as he ran over to hug her. "Larxene!" he shouted joyfully (or as joyfully as a Nobody can shout), "I thought you faded into darkness!"

Zyrix reacted quickly. "Get off me, you gay perv!" she yelled, taking of her hood and slapping Xigbar. A slight electrical charged surged through her hand, throwing Xigbar back and causing him to jerk involuntarily from nerve damage.

"What the hell was that for?!" Xigbar yelled, his teeth chattering.

Saïx finally decided to speak. "For hugging her and calling her Larxene."

Xigbar shot a look at Zyrix, registering her black hair and green eyes. "Oops," was all he could say.

Axel and Demyx noticed Roxas was looking at Zyrix. They shot him a taunting look. However, just as Axel was going to speak, a silver-haired man entered the room. Zyrix figured this was the infamous Xemnas, because everyone in the room, except for Saïx and herself flinched, even though he had his Organization cloak on. He was carrying nine plates, all of which contained something that looked… disgusting.

"Dinner is served," Xemnas said, setting the plates on the long white table with a flourish. The other members sat down reluctantly, and looked at their plates disgustedly.

During dinner, nobody but Xemnas ate. Instead, they all poked their dinner tentatively with their forks. Demyx stabbed it at one point, and it twitched. "It's alive!!" he yelled, looking at it in horror.

"This dinner meeting is called to order," Xemnas called out, with an air of a pompous judge.

"It's just a meeting, this doesn't deserve to be called dinner," Luxord called out, drawing snickers from the members. Xemnas decided to ignore him and continued.

"We have a few announcements. After that you can all go back to your daily activities. First off, someone has been tricking the Dusks into throwing water bombs at everyone who passes them."

As if on cue, everyone looked over at Demyx, who was still shocked over his twitching dinner. "What?" he asked once the shock wore off.

Xemnas continued. "His name will be kept confidential… Demyx… though he is advised to stop his childish actions." He rubbed his slightly disheveled hair as he finished. "Second, we have a new member in our ranks. Her name is Zyrix, and she is the one assigned to replace Larxene. From the data we've gathered, and assuming from Xigbar's unstoppable involuntary jerking, she seems to have electrical-based abilities. All she needs is weaponry help."

Zyrix shifted uneasily in her seat as all the other members looked at her, sizing her up. She glanced over at Axel, then at Roxas, who both nodded reassuringly.

"In other news," Xemnas kept droning on, "you don't seem to like my dinner very much."

"Uhh, Xemnas," Xaldin interrupted, "After having people confirm you were strip-cooking, and after seeing these things have tentacles, we're not really sure it's edible."

"Oh, fine! Insufferable clones! Meeting adjourned!" Xemnas stormed off, leaving the members dumbfounded once more.

"Who knew he was such a hormonal girl?" Axel said, crossing his arms and looking around.

All the other members murmured, then left one by one… all except Saïx, Roxas, Zyrix and Axel.

"Number XII," Saïx called out. Zyrix turned around to face him. "What?"

"I recall Xemnas has just said you need weaponry help?" he asked.

"You don't need to help her, Saïx," Roxas said, standing near Zyrix, who slightly edged away from him. "We'll take care of it."

"On the contrary," Saïx retorted, smirking. "I find it necessary."

Saïx grabbed Zyrix by her wrist, and led her off to a separate staircase, Roxas and Axel following closely.

Well, well, well. Saïx is trying to help Zyrix, that's weird. And Demyx has seen twitching dinner. Thanks to ILoveEdward2010037 for helping me with the ideas. So, we'll figure out what'll become of Zyrix in the next exciting installment of "NonExistence"!! Please review!

Oh, and the next chapter won't be up for a while, since I'm going away for two weeks.