A/N: Here I am! Please don't shoot me! I am soooo sorry for making this super late. And I'm sorry if this chapter sucks, but I couldn't keep you guys waiting any longer. I'll try to get the next chapter out sooner. I've just had some writer's block. Anyways, here are the review responses:

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"------, You're so selfish. You never think of anyone but yourself and your stupid band. You're always making excuses for yourself and you know what else? You are a complete pussy."

"You will be paired with Zexion for your first mission," said Saix, looking down at his clipboard. Demyx's shoulders sank a bit out of disappointment. He had wished Axel would be paired with him. Zexion approached quietly, concentrating on a page in the book he was reading. Demyx turned to him, feeling a bit awkward.

"Uh…Hey," Demyx said, trying to seem as friendly as possible.

"Hello," Zexion said quietly, not removing his eyes from the book. Was he shy or just being rude?

"You two will be going to Twilight Town today for Demyx's training. You'll be gathering hearts as well," Saix said.

Zexion nodded, and then looked to Demyx.

"Do you have any memories of fighting from your past life?" he asked quietly. He was much shorter than Demyx, but seemed to intimidate the blonde.

"Um… Not exactly," Demyx mumbled, embarrassed. Was he supposed to have memories of fighting? The blonde boy shifted his weight uncomfortably.

Zexion sighed, flipping some stray hairs out of his one revealed eye.

"I guess we have a lot to work on then, don't we?" he said with a tinge of sarcasm. Demyx blushed.

The blue haired boy opened a dark portal, gesturing for Demyx to go first. Man, Demyx wished he knew how to open a portal himself.

The two were transported outside the train station in Twilight town, the familiar orange glow welcoming the two boys. A small smile grew on Demyx's face. He liked Twilight Town. It seemed… Normal. How could such a cozy town be infested with heartless? Demyx spotted a few kids from across the opened area, and they seemed to be arguing about something. There were two boys and a girl, who looked about fourteen or fifteen. Zexion grabbed Demyx's arm, pulling him out of sight of the children.

"We're not supposed to be spotted by any humans, understand?"

Demyx nodded.

"Alright, so, first you need to acquire your weapon," Zexion said as if Demyx should already know.

"Um… How do I do that?" Demyx asked, embarrassment evident in his words. Zexion rolled his eyes, but smiled for the first time.

"Well that's what I'm going to teach you," he said, laughing a bit at Demyx's discomfort. Demyx realized he was standing very erect, with all of his muscles very tight. He relaxed, trying to seem calm. But on the contrary, he was nervous as hell.

"So what you do is clap three times and execute a perfect back flip. Then, your weapon will appear right before your eyes," Zexion said in all seriousness. Demyx gaped, not exactly knowing what to say.

"Uh… um," he stuttered. "I don't know how to do a back flip…"

There was about three seconds of silence, interrupted by a burst of laughter coming from the blue haired boy. Demyx blushed even more. He was so embarrassed.

"I was just kidding you. Don't you have a little sense of humor?" Zexion asked, laughing darkly. Demyx smiled, happy that Zexion had been making a joke. The mood was lightening.

"Okay… So how do I get my weapon?" Demyx asked in a serious tone. He just wanted to get this over with.

"Think of your strongest memory," Zexion said, glancing down at the book in his hand.

"I can't really remember much…"

"Well just close your eyes and you'll think of something," Zexion said, rolling his eyes. Demyx did what he was told, and closed his eyes.

All of his memories were so damn blurry! Blurrier than when he first became a nobody only a few days prior. He could barely remember anything. How the hell was he supposed to think of his strongest memory? Demyx's mind probed everywhere. Little words stuck out here and there, but nothing too important. He felt ashamed of himself for basically forgetting everything.

"Well, there you go, Demyx. Open your eyes," Zexion commanded. Demyx opened his eyes, and to his surprise, he was holding onto a large blue guitar-like weapon. He blinked a couple times out of disbelief.

"Ah, a sitar? Did you play a sitar in your past life?" Zexion asked.

"Uh…No… I think I played a guitar," the boy said shyly. Demyx's faint memories of his band were emerging from under the sheet of clouds that were fogging his mind. That's right, he played in AquaEmber. Memories of his band mates poked up here and there, but quickly began slipping away as soon as he remembered them.

"Guitar, sitar, close enough. It looks like you'll be wielding water, Demyx," said Zexion, tapping his chin with his index finger.

"Uh… Okay…"

Zexion gestured for Demyx to follow him, leading the way down a slope that led to an area with shops and such.

"Come out come out wherever you are, little heartless," Zexion sang under his breath.

'Wow, this guy is strange…' Demyx thought to himself. He felt relieved though, for the fact that Zexion wasn't as intimidating as he thought. His sense of humor was odd, but it made him seem more human. The blonde so much wanted to ask Zexion about his past.

Just as they rounded the corner, about to approach the sandlot, a small black creature emerged from behind a garbage can. Demyx jumped backwards, letting out a small yelp. The memory of the night where he was turned into a nobody poked his brain like a sharp tool. Zexion smirked and looked up at the taller boy.

"You're not afraid of that, are you?" Zexion muttered, getting amusement out of Demyx's actions.

"N-no. It just caught me off guard," the blonde said defensively. It was a creature similar to the one he stood face to face with that had taken his life. Zexion rolled his eyes and turned to the creature.

"Now fighting is simple. You must concentrate all of your energy on the target, and then it should flow right out. You must come up with a spell or battle call of some sort, signaling your power to go into action. It can simply be like a 'go!' or something. Observe closely," Zexion turned to the black creature with beady yellow eyes that Demyx found so familiar. The small intellectual tossed his hair out of his face again, opened his book, and pointed at the creature dramatically.

"There," he said softly. A dark aura surrounded the creature, until it was totally engulfed. After Zexion's attack subsided, all that was left was a little heart that floated up into the sky.

"…Wow," Demyx said in amazement, more enthralled by the floating heart that was slowly disappearing.

"That heart will find its way to Kingdom Hearts," Zexion said, more to himself than Demyx. Demyx thought about asking what Kingdom Hearts was again, but remembered how Axel hesitated to tell him. It was too early to start being nosy about things, so Demyx decided to just keep quiet. Maybe if he was on his best behavior, he could learn to be stronger, and one day escape the organization.

"Now it's your turn, Demyx," Zexion said, looking out of the corner of his eye at the taller boy.

'He sure does look like a bad ass…' Demyx thought to himself. The boy stepped forward, gripping his large blue sitar. Another heartless emerged right out of the ground, and this time, it was armored, not ant-like like the one Zexion had just destroyed.

"Okay… Here it goes," Demyx began. He held his sitar up, instinctively put his fingers on the chords and began to strum.

"What are you doing?" Zexion asked quietly.

"I think this is how I attack…"

"Mn."

Demyx concentrated on his target, thinking about what he should say.

"Uh… Go!" Demyx shouted. Right as the words left his mouth, his sitar began to shine, and balls of water came out, shooting themselves at the heartless. The armored creature quickly perished, releasing a heart into the air just as the other heartless had. Zexion clapped.

"Wow… That was easy," Demyx said cheerfully.

"Well that's not nearly as dangerous as what you will be going up against," Zexion informed. Demyx laughed nervously, trying not to think about the monsters and fiends he could be going against.

The two went around for a while longer defeating heartless, mostly for Demyx's benefit. The boy found it exhausting, and was frightened by many of the larger heartless. Finally, to Demyx's delight, they decided to call it a day.

"Good work today," Zexion said in his soft voice. Demyx felt his cheeks warm up in reaction to the compliment. He had never thought this intimidating blue haired guy would actually be nice to him.

"T-thanks," Demyx stuttered. The two made their way back up to the platform, right outside the train station. Demyx looked up at the clock tower where he and Axel had eaten ice cream. He wished that Axel was up there now, relaxing like any other normal person. Demyx didn't want to think of Axel, or himself for that matter, as a nobody. They were people. With hearts.

"So, you played guitar in your past?" Zexion said, bringing his voice a bit louder, trying to make it casual and less professional.

"Yeah… I played in a band… I believe…"

Zexion smiled up at Demyx, which made the blonde's heart flutter a bit.

'He has a warm smile…' Demyx thought to himself. He tried to shake the warm feeling away, fearing that he was becoming what Axel had predicted.

"Don't worry. The important memories will become clear again, while some fade further away. You'll remember some of your past in no time," Zexion assured. He opened a dark portal and gestured for Demyx to follow. The blonde looked back up to the clock tower one last time, hoping to sit there with Axel again soon, and then followed Zexion through the dark portal.

After thanking Zexion for accompanying him on his first mission, Demyx decided to head back to his room. The hallway where his room was located reminded him so much of some kind of dorm or hotel. A couple of the doors were open as he passed the rooms, and Demyx could not help but peer in.

He looked in and saw Luxord and Xigbar talking on a bed, which he immediately regretted when they spotted him. He couldn't help remember how they promised him that after Xemnas had sex with him, they would come after him next.

"Hey, Blondie. Haven't seen you around much lately; how 'bout you come in and have a chat with us?" Xigbar asked seductively. Surprisingly, Demyx was feeling more infuriated than anything.

"Who do you think I am? Some kind of fag? Sorry but I'm not in to that," Demyx hissed. Xigbar raised an eyebrow while Luxord laughed.

"Y'know kid, you got a lot of nerve. I won't fall for your bluff, because I know you have no clue what you are. Don't you dare try to insult me, or Xiggy, brat. The cards are not in your favor," Luxord said, rising to his feet. Demyx backed away, immediately regretting what he had said. What was he thinking? He didn't want to get himself raped!

"Sorry," Demyx said quietly, and swiftly fled the room. He didn't want to be chased down, so he decided to go to Axel's room, which had the door closed.

He knocked and quickly turned the knob and entered before waiting for an answer.

To Demyx's surprise, the room was all steamy, which caught him off guard and caused him to cough.

"Woahh, Demyx, what brings you into my sauna?"

After the blonde's eyes adjusted, he spotted Axel sitting on his bed with no shirt and loose ripped jeans.

"I'm sorry for barging in Axel… What are you doing?" The blonde asked curiously.

"Creating a steam room," Axel said matter-of-factly.

"How did you do that?"

"When I pour water on my body, it creates steam since I wield fire. So I use it to my advantage, now and then." Axel laughed to himself. "You're lucky you came in before I took my pants off!"

Demyx felt his face get all hot, and not from the steam. He hoped Axel couldn't see. After his eyes focused more, he noticed the uniqueness of the red head's room. It had red walls (of course) and even some posters of bands. Human bands! Demyx's heart began to race. He was so excited that Axel was interested in normal human stuff. Axel had a larger bed than he did, and more furniture. He had a mirror, a desk with a lamp, a couple of boxes, and a closet with miscellaneous items pouring out. To Demyx's surprise, Axel also had an acoustic guitar sitting in the corner.

"Well, sorry for interrupting. I'll be goin-"

"You're not going anywhere. Come join me! Don't worry, I'll keep my pants on," Axel said with a wink. Despite the discomfort Demyx was experiencing from the tattooed man's comment, the boy decided to stay and avoid Luxord and Xigbar who could be waiting for him right outside his door.

That night Demyx and Axel talked for hours, enjoying the home made steam room.

A/N: Okay I'll leave off there because I really need to post. I am SO sorry that this took so long. I've been so busy with other stuff and other works, but I knew I just HAD to get this out. My apologies. So anyways, review and tell me what you'd like to see in the future!