Jacob: Now, we introduce this least serious Organization XIII member…

Chapter IX

Arpeggio

What is a storm personified? I've no idea, but it certainly represented Kavma's mood at the moment.

CRASH! BANG! SMASH!

Several of the doors that got in Kavma's way fell victim to his outrage, dissolving into nothingness like a defeated Nobody instead of the usual splintering of a conventional wooden door. Roxas and Xion were nearly subject to his irritation, but thankfully were spared.

"Hey, Kavma, what-?" Roxas was abruptly shoved aside.

"Later, Roxas!" "How come-"

"Not now, Xion! Sorry, you two, but I am very upset with a certain sitar player right now!" Kavma yelled backwards down the hall. Kavma's anger almost subsided into laughter at the sight of the horrified faces of the child members of the Organization, but Kavma remembered why he was stomping down the hall in the first place.

As Kavma left their sight, Roxas and Xion looked at each other. "Sitar player…no guesses on who THAT is," Roxas said sarcastically.

Xion shook her head. "Poor Demyx…"

As Kavma came level with Demyx's door, he began to think of the various and infinite ways of making Demyx's life miserable until his last days on earth. If that yellow-bellied, snaggle-toothed, inexcusable excuse of a Nobody does not pick up his act soon, I am going to- He cut his thought short as he banged his fist into the Melodious Nocture's door only a single time. "DEMYX!" No response. He banged louder. "Demyx, I know you're in there! Open this blasted door or I'll blast it open!" Still nothing. He knew that Demyx was sitting perfectly still on his bed, hoping that Kavma would simply go away. "Open the door or I shall report you to Saïx!"

THAT got a response. As soon as the Lunar Diviner name left his mouth, there were sounds of scuffling feet, falling objects, and yelps of both panic and pain, which emanated from Demyx.

"I'm comin', I'm comin'!" The door slammed open to reveal a very disheveled Demyx. Kavma couldn't help but marvel how he could achieve such a state just by opening a door.

"W-whoa, hey, uh, Boss-man, eh, this isn't really the time-" Demyx started.

"You can make enough time for me, Demyx," Kavma interrupted as he shoulder- shoved his way into the room of the Melodious Nocturne. The Nobody looked dismayed.

"But-"

"Do I need to repeat myself?" Kavma's tone indicated that he was not joking. "Sit down."

"I-"

"Demyx."

He immediately sat down. "So…uh, do you want a seat, or-"

"I will stand, as will you."

"But you just told me to-"

"Demyx." He stood up. Kavma became all business. "As you know, I evaluate the performance of each member when they have completed the mission, to see who is the best at their job and who is the WORST. So far, the one with the best preformance is Xigbar-who is actually tied with both Xaldin and Xemnas. When I have compared their scores with yours, even I have a hard time believing it." He raised an eyebrow. "Would you like me to show you your evaluation report?"

"U-uh, well…"

"Or should I just skip that and hand-deliver it to Xemnas instead?"

THAT certainly got to Demyx. If Kavma gave the report to Xemnas, the Superior would see to it that he would be landed with a spectacularly horrible punishment, and would be expected to actually be SERIOUS about his missions-which he neither wanted or needed.

"Well, Demyx? Will you see it, and resolve to actually work to improve it, or will you suck it up and face the music-the horrifically boring elevator music?"

Sudden confusion overrode Demyx's fear. "Wait, what-" "Is that a no, Demyx? I do wonder what horror Xemnas will bestow upon you…" Kavma paused, as if considering something. "Of course, what HE can do is nothing compared to the infinite number of penalties I can inflict upon you when he is through."

Demyx nearly fainted. Both choices were bad, but the first one was more plausible. Even so, the thought of doing more work was not at all appealing.

"Uh…I'll see it," he said quietly.

"Splendid!" Kavma whipped out the form and handed it to Demyx. It looked like a bad test paper; There was so much red ink and bad markings, it was like someone had just bled over the paper. "Peruse it thoroughly." His tone indicated that the Nobody had no other option.

"I hate my non-existence…"

"I would also like to point out a passage from one of the reports that you wrote the other day that prompted me to discuss this with you. And I quote: I've got my new hit single! X-Face is always barking at me to work, but what's he expect me to do against a monster like that? I mean, stop and think about skill sets when you divide up the labor already!" He frowned. "This gave me the impression that you had seen your evaluation report beforehand. Did you…?"

Demyx paled even further, if that was possible. "I-I-I-"

Kavma interrupted him again. "As much as I would love to continue this discussion, I have other business." He turned to leave. "But let me make this clear: either actually start WORKING for once, or else I will see to it that you regret being a lazy, good for nothing piece of flotsam." On that ominous note, he left.

Kavma: He actually starting acing his missions after that. Hehe…