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Pairing: Rikku x Saïx

Warning: Within this story you will find complete and utter craziness, mild cursing, broken English due to Brother, and some character bashing.

Summary: Rikku and Brother take out Cid's ship without asking, but surprisingly everything is going fine—well that is until a stranger in black shows up.

The room was dead silent as three cloaked figures sat calmly in 'Where Nothing Gathers'. The tension in the air was thick, the figures' faces concealed by the hoods of their cloaks. Patience were running thick as they waited on one of their members to return, with a full report and possibly the target needed. Though the silence was starting to get to one of the figures.

Nonetheless a familiar swirling sound echoed off the white walls, a grunt escaped one of the original three figures. None of those even gave a glance to the direction of the sound. The group already knew who it was, there was no need to give the comer any visual attention.

"Mission complete?" Of course, the question came from the highest seated figure, to the figure who had just arrived. The figure's voice was deep and slow, he spoke almost like a father would to his very young son.

"Correct, Superior." The voice that echoed out wasn't much friendlier then the Superior's. Though instead of deep and slow, it held an almost arrogant and confident aura around it. Matter of fact, it was the same voice the Al Bhed siblings had heard.

Superior questioned, "And what of the girl?"

"Somewhere with her brother."

"What do you mean, somewhere?" The superior's question used a different tone, dripping with annoyance at the speaker. He was starting to lose his nerve with the over confident figure, especially that smooth tone he used. This girl was important to his plan, and now she was somewhere? If it wasn't for the fact that he actually needed this arrogant fool, he would be a dusk by now.

He answers, "I mean, I don't know exactly where she is."

The Superior growls, "What?! Your mission was to—"

"Get the girl away from the summoner and the friends. I did that. She's no where near them anymore, only with that brother of hers. I did exactly what I was told." Under his hood, the figure held a devilish smirk. His eyes moved to the highest chair, he could feel a glare coming from the man in it, he almost wanted to laugh.

He growls, "You better not have messed this up…"

"Hey, it's not my fault. You're the one th—"

"You shouldn't be such a smartass," came another arrogant voice. The voice obviously belonged to one of the two figures who hadn't spoken yet. This speak was, of course, speaking to the arrogant one. Nonetheless, the figure on the highest chair didn't seem to take kindly to the figure speaking out of turn.

Superior mutters, "Number Two."

"Yeah," the new speaker, Number Two, glanced up.

"You're dismissed," the superior speaks as calmly as possible. Happily, at least to the empty shell sitting up high, a swirling sound echoed passed his ears, and Number Two was gone. He then turned his attention back to the arrogant one. "And you…"

He grinned, "Yes?"

"You are to keep an eye on the girl until farther notice."

He groaned, "But she's weird!"

"How is that," questioned the other—clearly annoyed.

He answered sharply, "She was speaking some crazy language to this brother dude! They both were speaking it, matter of fact!"

"I don't care. Now go!"

"I'm going, I'm going. Damn." He rolls his eyes, hiding a smirk under his hood. Darkness surrounded the figure and soon he was gone from the remaining two's sight. Both were somewhat concerned on how easy it was, though neither would admit it or state anything about it.

"Xemnas," the remaining figure spoke. His voice was similar, in a sense, to that of the Superior—Xemnas—though it wasn't as slow. The tone lacked any and all emotion, seeming to echo through the room emptily. It almost spooky, but neither man noticed, not that they could care anyway.

Xemnas questioned, "Yes, Saïx?"

"When should I re—"

"Not now," Xemnas broke in. Both men turned their gazes to one another, Saïx wasn't sure if should question the response or not. He remained silent, nonetheless, not wanting to cause any issues with the man. His silence signaled for the other to continue. "I'm giving you something else to handle."

"What is it?"

"Watch him, making sure Axel doesn't mess this up. That Al Bhed girl is important to us."

He nodded. "Right."

Xemnas replied, "You are dismissed."

"…Hmm," he added to himself. His gaze moved from the superior to the seat that the arrogant figure—Axel—sat. Soon darkness surrounded his form, much like that of Number Two and Axel.

Xemnas watched his second in command disappear from his sight. Once the man was gone, completely, a smirk appeared on the superior's face. His eyes moved ahead, realizing how easy his plan was coming along—everything seemed perfect. "Such purity… will be mine…"