what's going on, my reviewers (and tory. see? you're seperate cause your special)

you should be happy to know that this story is done. or at least the rough draft is.

i just have to find that not-so-lazy part of me and get her to type stuff.

Disclaimer: (i find these rather depressing) I don't own the first part that's in all italics. That part belongs to Raining Moon Song. I don't own anything from Square Enix or Disney (should I even bother to use Disney characters in this story).

ANYWAYS i hope you like it.

"Hmm," she hums, watching the sandpit outside the electric fence. She has horses, though she can't ride outside the field because she was working with a "Greenie," her Arabian purebred, Ali Jesreal. Or Jesse. Her retired barrel racer, Micky, had to be put down, because he was over thirty years old and couldn't get up anymore. The grass rustles, and she squints as she sees two yellow orbs in the dark green grass.

She reaches her hand out, figuring its the stray cat that had been wandering around. "Here, kitty kitty," she calls, "c'mon sweety..." And yes, it comes, but doesn't touch the fence. Its bigger that a cat, she realizes, standing up. She makes out the form of a giant ant, and a moment later, it shrinks down, and she watches in horror as it flattens into the ground and crawls through the shadows.

There are tons of them! She gasps, backing up the stairs--and then a thought strikes her. She opens the storm door and pulls the main door shut, then turns to face the strange little shadows. She stands in the light of the porch, where they dare not tread.

"One, two, three, four..." Tory counts twenty-one, and she bites her lip, hesitating...They are creatures of the darkness, anyone with half of a brain can see that...

"Even if this isn't a dream," she mutters, closing her eyes, "I want to end it all." She lets herself go into the shadows, and allows them to close in on her.

Maybe later on... should there be any "later", she would regret this decision... but for now...

"You do know what's going on then, don't you?" Axel narrowed his deviously green eyes at the Schemer. Earlier he'd evaded the wrath of Marluxia for torching his garden rather nicely.

"I have a guess... but it does not fit in with the current circumstances," Zexion replied quickly, as eager as a Nobody who could care less about others could be for the information that he didn't have.

"... That's a screwy way to say you have no idea."

Zexion didn't react to this. Maybe because it was true. Maybe because saying anything back wasn't worth his time.

They were outside in the long, paved driveway; randomly standing in between two black cars that seemed to never leave the area.

"Care to fill me in?"

This is when Axel gained his trademark grin. Zexion instantly regretted it.

"Weeelll, technically I'm not supposed to tell you about this, but if it's worth my while..." he trailed off, leaving the unspoken ending as obvious as ever to the other Nobody.

Zexion closed his eyes and crossed his arms, to think. "Since you've gone out of your way to merely get me and Rixah Twinite in the same room, I can see at least part of your assignment quite clearly. The question that remains is why. To get this answer, I will make you a deal."

Axel beckoned him to continue by saying, "and that would be...?"

"I'll make your job less painful. Though Xemnas couldn't have picked a worse time for all of this, I should think we'll be able to make some type of progress. As you very well know, Sora is making his way to the end of his own maze."

Axel's face turned troubled. "Right."

"…And once we get back, you have my permission to enter the lab and do with it what you please, so long as I'm not involved, nor will I be put at fault for your action's."

Needless to say, Axel brightened exquisitely and distinctly. He beamed and clapped Zexion on the back, proud to see the Schemer's trouble-making side.

"Nice. Deal. So Lexaeus found Ansem's ACTUAL final reports."

Zexion raised his visible brow.

Axel continued, leaving more questions then answers in the Schemer's mind, "Xemnas thought the others were the last of them too but nope, these ones are definitely Ansem too, got it memorized? And they have some super important, untested info in them."

Zexion waved him on, giving the approval to continue.

"According to them we... have our hearts. But they're basically little smashed pieces in us. Every-time our m... ah, how did he say it? Every-time we... think we feel?? Every-time our minds make us think we feel something, some of those specs come together again."

Zexion scoffed softly to himself. "Ludicrous. I mean, the idea is deplorable, and I've considered the possibility a number of... so I'm the experiment then? This... girl, Rixah Twinite... I'm supposed to attempt to develop feelings for her?"

"Love is the quickest route... well, for you at least. Hell, Roxas will probably have his heart soon, but then again, you never know." Axel looked minimally perplexed. "Roxas is the real guinea pig, though. You're just the follow up."

Zexion's mind was going to extraordinary feats today, even for him.

"Hey, don't look at me like that. Marly-kun was supposed to be the one to hit it off with her, but "due to his state of mind" or whatever," he had made the finger quotes, much to Zexion's annoyance, "you turned out to be the next best choice, got it memorized?? Ehhhhhhhhh, now that I think about it, those two would murder me before I tried to put them in the same car together. Not a pretty picture. Besides, she's already starting to like you!"

Zexion sighed, then he said, "Only due to the planned events. I'm sure it would've worked between those two, it would just take longer because their personalities are so alike that they clash and you'd just have to change tactics. Besides those facts, is not XI better now?"

Axel shrugged, "Oh. Well this is from the Diviner's mouth, not mine: Too late."

And then Axel was gone.

And then Zexion was aggravated.

And then Rixah did something nice.

She caught up with Roxas again to finish the conversation that had barely even started.

Rixah started with a warning. "Don't expect this every-time you want my help."

"I won't."

Roxas was secretly unsure of his decision to come to Rixah.

How was he supposed to talk with her and keep all of the things that were vital to the conversation and more quiet at the same time?

"So? What's it? Do you like a girl, or something? I'm not prejudice. So if you're into, like, Axel or someone I won't say a word." What a deviant.

"Ah? N-no! He's... my best friend."

Rixah smirked. "I'm not so sure you would be singing the same song if I blackmailed you. You know what? I should set you up with my Internet friend, Tory, you two would click."

What in the worlds? This isn't like her.

"..." Rixah's face fell. "It's my dad. I want to know how he died, but I don't. Now that I know for sure he's dead I can move along, like I just smashed up another wall blocking me from myself."

Did everything have to be a violent reference with her? And did he just say that other bit aloud?

Yes, and yes.

Mood swings much? But really, it was like someone went and pushed the off button on her seemingly permanent PMS.

Roxas made a face.

So Rixah wasn't as bad as-

Oh screw it. It was females in general, no matter what Axel may say.

Females, Marly, Larxene and Sai'x. Larxene is in a different catagory for what should be obvious reasons.

There ya go; that's it. That's what it is.

R&R and the super-happy-funtime bunny will come and give you a shirt with a pic of Albel Nox on it!!