A/N: Oh no… my psycho side is coming out and I may have to up the rating due to all the gore.

I've decided not to set each one in the same universe. Some might co-exist with a previous chapter, but for the most part each will take place during a different time, like before Xion/Roxas joining the Organization, or if I feel up to it, during BBS.

Dream Drop Distance will be ignored. If you see anything that contradicts it in this chapter of future chapters, ignore it. Until I can buy a 3DS and play the game myself, I refuse to read anything about it or acknowledge it.

-puts on deal with it shades-

Xaldin

Xaldin did not live the living arrangements for the castle. He was a big man after all, and the small, twin sized bed in his room was barely a comfort. He didn't exactly do much outside of his routine of sit in the Grey Area, maybe go on a mission, and ponder whether or not to synthesize certain combinations. This time he was in his, unreasonably, small room as he fiddled with the draw strings of his coat. His bed made for a better couch than the ones in the Grey Area; it was sleeping on them that was the problem.

A sudden knock on his door brought him out of his musings as he stood to open it, unsure as to who would want to talk to him.

He was immediately confused as to why there was an arrow gun pointed at his face and a positively livid Xigbar on the other end. The man could emulate emotions well, but the glare he was getting was all too convincing.

"If it was some prank done by a Dusk I had no part in it." Xaldin said calmly.

Xigbar bared his teeth in a growl and shook the gun enough for Xaldin's skin to just sense it.

"As if! Just what the hell was that all about?" he yelled.

Face blank, Xaldin blinked and raised a finger to lower the gun.

"Do explain, preferably with this weapon out of my face."

Xigbar dismissed his weapon with an angry wave of his hand and decided to point at Xaldin's face instead.

"Don't you try to play dumb! You know what you did and now you're acting like some innocent brat! That Nobody, emotionless thing isn't gonna work on me. Unfortunately the Boss wouldn't really like it if I killed you right now, so I'd like to know just what the hell's with you as before I get the chance!"

Xaldin side stepped and waved for Xigbar to come inside.

"I would certainly like to know as well."

Cautiously, the one eyed man took three long strides and plopped down on the bed, his back to the headboard. Xaldin remained standing as he closed his door, motioning with his hand for Xigbar to speak.

"What's goin' on man? Did you fall down some stairs and just forget what happened? Even all that make up is gone… and your side burns are back to normal…"

Xigbar suddenly looked uncertain as to continue or not. Whatever had happened, it must have been beyond Xaldin's comprehension so he couldn't even begin to guess.

"I have not a clue as to what you speak of. Do explain." Xaldin said, leaning against the wall and folding his arms.

"Well. Er… this is weird but, you gotta believe me! Alright?"

Xaldin nodded.

"So… I was takin' a stroll around. Nothing much going on here, but there's tons of fun targets to shoot at if you're creative enough. Anyway, takin' a stroll and you pop up. So I walk over to give you a little friendly greeting. Just a 'Hey what's up 3? Don't see you walking around much.' But you don't respond. You just stand there with your head down." Xigbar looked out the window distastefully. "I got closer, just to see what was wrong or whatever, then you looked up."

When Xigbar didn't continue, Xaldin raised an eyebrow. "And?"

"It was horrible. If I had a heart it woulda jumped out my chest. You had on eye liner, the thick girly kind. Your burns man, they were barely there, and for some reason you were giving me a look."

"A look?"

"You know that look chicks give you when they want something, or rather someone? That one. Then you. Ugh why me?"

It took another minute for Xigbar to raise his head and continue. "You just pounced after that. Grabbing my hair, k-ki-… fuck. You damn near turned me into a love toy! I didn't even know these coats could unzip so fast. I woulda killed you, but you dodged everything and told me the foreplay was too rough! I was really ready to kill ya. But all of a sudden you just jumped back and said meet you in the bedroom. But you answered so calm like, I knew something was up so I didn't shoot. Surprisingly."

Xaldin was at an official loss for words. His cool composure dropped as he stood there, arms hanging and mouth slightly open while frowning.

"If this is some sort of sick joke I do not find it amusing in the slightest." He said after realizing his mouth was open.

"Dammit I thought I was getting pranked or something."

"It's no prank."

Both men whipped their heads to see a door, which had not been there before; open and what appeared to be Xaldin stepped out. Clad only in a black towel, his body was mainly exposed and his normally tied up hair flowed over his shoulders and down his back. Steam arose from his skin as small droplets of water rolled off. True to his description, the other Xaldin's facial hair was much less prominent and his eyes seemed to have more of a darkness only make up could give.

Xigbar re-summoned his weapons in an instant and Xaldin tensed, ready to draw his at a split seconds notice. Disturbing didn't even come close as to what he thought about the sight in front of him. It was his double alright, only his voice seemed a bit smoother and of course the physical aspects of his face. Looking from head to toe, he also noticed the lack of any body hair whatsoever. Another thing Xaldin himself knew was different

The other pulled a towel from nowhere and began patting his wet hair down in an all too perfect manner. It was like watching an advertisement, for what, who knows.

"Xiggy, I see you're here. I thought we could have a fun time. But instead I see… him, and you with a gun in my face. I'd rather him not be here and something else in my face."

Unable to think of anything coherent to say, Xigbar ended up saying random words that may have been an insult before shooting off a bullet. The projectile sailed through the air as the target leaned his head to the side, effectively dodging it. This resulted in a mirror shattering behind him.

"We've been over this before, you try and get me with those things all the time, but I'm used to it now. If you blow me I'll forgive you though."

Seeing Xigbar's teeth bared and single eye burning was enough to make Xaldin summon one of his lances and hover a few inches off the ground. Whoever this was, was an enemy. It was a possibility it had been planning to impersonate Xaldin to get information, but it also wasn't very smart given that he was trying to sleep with one of the members… thought it still didn't explain why he apparently had a shower now. Regardless, it could dodge Xigbar's attacks without batting an eye, and that was enough for Xaldin to be on his guard.

"Imposter. I will see to it personally that you are removed from this castle." Xaldin near spat.

"Remove me? But I'm the one who lives here. This is my room, and you' weren't invited in."

Said imposter flipped his hair in an overly dramatic fashion, flicking a bunch of water droplets on the walls and slightly on Xaldin's face. Before he could even speak again, three lances were impaled in his stomach as Xaldin wiped the water from his face.

It seemed as though it was going to try and speak once more, but blood erupted from its mouth instead. Trembling, the other Xaldin fell to his knees and looked up to an irritated original.

"Looks like my fingers slipped. Sudden contact can do that."

Xaldin was nudged aside as Xigbar placed both his arrow guns at the bleeding Xaldin's face.

"Dunno what your game was, but it's not welcome here."

"Game? Heh, that's Luxord's favor-" a pair of glowing bullets hit the same mark in between the other's eyes, silencing him. Xaldin dismissed his weapons, sending his copy to flop against the wall lifelessly.

Still curious, Xaldin stepped over the body at his feet and observed the bathroom in front of him. It was actually nice. A well sized bathtub with a shower, a pristine toilet, and a sink that had a mirror cabinet, yet there were now large shards of glass where a door used to be. Xigbar stepped in behind him and looked around.

"Since when did Xemnas decide to give you a bathroom?"

"He didn't. I suppose that imposter must have either had extraordinary carpentry skills, or some sort of room making capability. I suppose this can be counted as a perk to his brief existence here."

"Uh huh…Well as long as he's dead I'm as close to happy as I can get. I'll get rid of the body, you're gonna have to worry about the mess though."

Xaldin listened to the sound of squelching, and a Corridor opening then closing before he decided to turn back around. It also came as a surprise to see his twin sized bed suddenly became King sized; black sheets and the smell of spiced included. Once he managed to get all that blood cleaned up and possibly fix that bathroom cabinet he might never need the Grey Area again.

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A/N: Come on! The Organization rooms are way too tiny and I doubt Lex or Xaldin could actually fit on those beds. Wish the game covered more Organization life in 358/2. I mean it couldn't have hurt that much to have Roxas explore the castle a bit, maybe peek into another's room, but as soon as you're about to leave the owner of that room scolds you then sends you back to the Grey Area to do missions.

If the chapters seem a bit too short think of it like this, I'm trying to stick to the originals as much as possible. And I doubt any of the more hardcore members would be so hesitant to kill anything like the fan duplicates. However, someone like Roxas or even Larxene would leave them alive long enough to get answers.