Sorry I haven't gotten anything new up in a while! I've been at work and hauling around 5-year-olds all day can really drain someone (I work at a summer camp).

I'm not too sure how this idea came into being. Nyah-chan started spouting random crap about Xigbar rubbing lotion in his eye socket and this idea was spawned.

Any ideas are still welcome!

Disclaimer: If I owned any part of Square Enix I wouldn't have been crying over my lack of money at Otakon xD

--- --- --- Strange Looks

Slowly I had begun to come out of my shell, AKA my room. The first time I decided that I should try having breakfast I wasn't quite prepared for what was about to happen.

Standing around in the kitchen of the Castle That Never Was I bet I looked pretty awkward. I didn't really know what to do. I didn't know how to cook, I didn't know where anything was kept, I didn't really know much. I guess that someone worse could have come into the room at that moment.

"Yo, new kid," Looking over I wish I hadn't. Well, not really, but I could have done without seeing that.

Number II had walked into the room, shirtless, and without his eye patch.

I couldn't help but stare. I had never seen an empty eye socket before. It looked… strange… Xigbar was rubbing lotion into the scarred, empty hole.

He must have noticed how I was looking at him.

"Dude, y'know how hard it is; rubbing lotion into this thing every day? And people give me weird looks about it. This thing hurts, man!" He waved his arms about; I had to duck to avoid getting a lotion-covered hand in the face.

I just stared at him. Was he embarrassed?

No. It was just an echo from his somebody's emotions. His other's.

Instead of thinking about the matter further I began exploring the kitchen. It seemed like a better option than standing around with my stomach growling. How an organ could make such strange noises was beyond me.

First cupboard: dishes and bowls. I had to stand on the tips of my toes to reach the bowls that were stacked higher up. I could hear number two snickering at me.

Second cupboard: flour, sugar, and other such ingredients. What was the difference between baking powder and baking soda anyway?

Third cupboard: Spices. It was mess of little labeled containers in no particular order.

Fourth cupboard: Cereal and snacks. I reached for a random box; I had no preference since I'd never tried cereal before.

"Dude, I wouldn't have the Lucky Charms," Number Two spoke up from where he was reading the newspaper at the stark white table.

I checked the brightly colored label on the box, "And why not?" I grunted.

"Saix guards that stuff like crazy, man. If you had some of it he'd know and come after you."

Saix was the blue haired one, right? Number seven. The one with the feral-looking yellow eyes and X shaped scar. He didn't look like the cereal-hording type.

I let out a sigh and replaced the box on the shelf before grabbing another one. I made sure Number Two had nothing to say before checking the drawers for spoons.

My task complete I grabbed the milk from the fridge (why was there soy milk?) before making myself a bowl of Apple Jacks, I think it was called.

Couldn't Number Two put his eye patch back on? It was a bit disturbing seeing the scar tissue over the empty socket. Especially while trying to eat.