A/N: 6.15.11: I added, very slightly, to this chapter. Not the hugest deal, but something that was necessary, according to the final story.

Old: Once again, I don't have any snappy comments; that's surprising. Try not to get too confused in this chapter; the huge italicized parts are memories. Otherwise, the basic italicized sentences are thoughts. Enjoy!

Disclaimer-Kingdom Hearts isn't mine. D: Reixka is, though. :D

Demyx and Larxene returned to the meeting room to deliver their bad news. "There's absolutely no chance of her having a Heartless?" asked Zexion, surprised.

"But that is scientifically impossible, it's just not..." Vexen began, but he was cut off by a glare from Larxene.

"Stop with your scientific-ness," she demanded. "The Princesses of Heart don't have any."

"But they don't usually get Nobodies," reasoned Marluxia. "Naminé was a special case."

Xemnas had a far off look in his eyes. "There is only one other explanation. Number Fourteen has a heart, but it is deep within her."

Xigbar stared at the superior. "How are we supposed to take the heart away from her?"

"There are ways," was the only response. "It does not matter much for Number Fourteen either way; she will be left as a shell, a Nobody."

Standing, Saïx asked, "When should we go looking for her?"

Xemnas waved his hand unimportantly. "We have time on our hands. Let her do what she likes for now, and we'll focus on our other task at hand."

XxxxxX

Reixka was thrown away from Roxas after another series of painful combos though, this time, she did not immediately get back up. She put a hand to her chest to feel the soothing nothingness, but, instead, felt frantic thumping. Her eyes were filled with tears, and, as she flipped over on all fours, teardrops fell to the concrete along with blood as she spat it out of her mouth. Roxas continued to hold Oblivion and Oathkeeper defensively as he took a few steps forward to examine her.

She spat out some more blood and turned her head so that she was staring at her enemy. For a moment, another face was staring at him, Stefa's, and Roxas stumbled backward. When he regained his composure, he noticed her tearstained face, "But, Nobodies can't feel..."

She smiled very faintly as more tears rolled down her cheek, "Nobodies can't be," she added, standing and not caring as her body ached in protest. Soon enough, her feelings of pain and sorrow numbed into nothing, 'I have to get out of here.' She wasted no time in summoning and disappearing into a portal.

Naminé looked over the wall just in time to watch the portal disappear. She put her legs over it and jumped down, running to Roxas' side. "Roxas, what happened?" Oathkeeper and Oblivion disappeared as he stared at the place the portal had been.

"I fought her, Nam." Roxas mumbled, "Stefa's Nobody, and she can... feel."

XxxxxX

Reixka half-stumbled through the corridors of darkness, not knowing where to go, and finally chose the most appealing thing: a world with a beach.

The beach was, to say the least, beautiful. There was a small pier before her, a large ship attached to part of the island on her left, an islet, and a waterfall that emptied into a small pool behind her. Exhausted, and wondering how a Nobody could feel exhausted, she searched for some place dark to rest. She spotted a small opening beside the waterfall and hurriedly entered it.

It was nice and cool inside, though it did have a bit of a creepy feel to it. Drawings and writing seemed to cover all of the walls, she noticed, as she stumbled as far as she could. The cave dead ended at a door without a keyhole. "That's a bit funny," she mumbled, but did not pay much more attention to it as she dropped to the ground. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a drawing of a boy and girl sharing a star-shaped fruit. 'Sora and Kairi...' Something in her mind told her as her eyes closed and she drifted.

XxX

"You've finally given me an opportunity to talk to you." Reixka opened her eyes at the sound of the unfamiliar – yet very familiar – voice and found herself somewhere that was completely blue. Rectangular and square shapes added some dimension to it, also allowing a person to stand or sit. When she looked up, she saw the girl from the fountain sitting on one of the rectangles, but she looked much older, somehow.

Her mouth moved automatically. "You don't look like me."

Smiling, the girl noted, "My Nobody's a sweetheart, isn't she?"

"Your Nobody?" echoed Reixka. "But, that's not..."

"Possible? Sure it is. Anything is possible in dreams. And, besides, I am a part of you."

Reixka raised an eyebrow. "Don't you mean that I'm a part of you?"

The girl shrugged. "I'm not sure. The mind slips when it wanders in darkness, you know."

"Huh?" 'This girl is a few fries short of a happy meal.'

As if sensing her thoughts, the girl grinned. "Ah, you definitely are my Nobody. I used to say that all the time!" She became significantly more serious as she said, "My heart... or, our heart, I should say... Is within you, but my real mind isn't. I should be slumbering in darkness, I would think. I'm neither here nor there."

"You kind of sound like the Cheshire cat, you know that?" Reixka stated, though she did not know what a Cheshire cat was. 'Where are these thoughts coming rom?' \

"I probably do," agreed the girl, giggling. "I'm sort of glad I don't really share your mindset, though. You have some very dirty thoughts." She giggled again when Rei looked at the floor sheepishly.

Reixka forced her gaze to her chest. "You're inside of me?"

"Mm," answered the girl, "It's a little bit tricky."

"So I'm lugging around two people? That's crazy."

"You're a Nobody, who are you to say that this is crazy?"

"Hey!" shouted Reixka as she looked up, the cherry blossom keyblade materializing in her hand. "That was a racial comment."

Shadow Heart materialized in the girl's own hand, but she didn't make to attack her other; Reixka's eyes widened at the sight of the familiar keyblade. "Calm down. I guess, even in dreams, you can feel."

Calming down a little, Reixka asked, "Who are you?"

"My name?" asked the girl, tilting her head at an angle. "I'm Stefa. Or, I was Stefa. Either or." Reixka stared into her other's eyes this time and noticed that the girl wasn't as happy as she had first seen. In fact, filling Stefa's eyes was a terrible sadness; even her smiles were sad. "It's ironic that I feel more incomplete than you do, really. Then again, you are the one with body and heart. The heart's just buried deep within."

Reixka looked back down at her chest and put a hand to it; she started when it thumped again. Bringing her gaze back to her other, she said, "You must have wanted to talk to me for a reason."

Silence passed for a few minutes. Before Reixka could speak again, the image of a tall boy with silver hair, sea-foam green eyes, and a handsome smile appeared in her mind, but he soon faded. "I..." Stefa sounded hesitant, "Wanted to warn you about the Organization. Surely they will realize that you have a heart..."

"My name isn't 'Shirley'." Reixka smirked as the words came to mind, along with a brown-haired boy, who faded away as quickly as the other.

"Very funny," scowled Stefa. "Anyway, the Organization will probably try to take your heart away."

Reixka raised her eyebrows. "Isn't that good for you?"

Stefa stared at her Nobody dumbly, and Reixka decided she was not exactly the cleverest. "Without a heart, you really will be a Nobody," she informed her.

"I am a Nobody."

"Yes and no..." Stefa sighed. "You will never feel. Ever. Eventually, you'll want a heart of your own."

Suddenly a thought popped into Reixka's head. "But... you can give people hearts, can't you?"

Stefa looked at her, clearly put-off. "How did you know that...?"

"Maybe your thoughts are becoming lost to you, but they are coming to me..." mumbled the Nobody. "Anyway, if you became you again, you could give me a heart."

Stefa shook her head. "Somehow, I don't think so... I think that it might be kind of special... But, anyway, I digress. Watch out for the Organization. If you don't mind losing your heart, then it doesn't really matter, but I just wanted to meet you..." Dusting off her red skirt, she stood and turned away.

"Wait! One more thing!" Her voice was almost pleading, but it didn't need to be; Stefa turned her head and nodded. "How would I become complete if you can't give me a heart?"

With a sad smile, she answered, "You'd have to merge with me." Her body disappeared into a golden light, leaving Reixka alone in the empty blue dimension. Once she was alone, a voice that was neither hers nor the girl's spoke, 'You cannot trust her, Reixka. Can't you see? She wants your heart; she wants to be again...'

XxxxxX

Roxas and Naminé had returned to Merlin's house to explain what had happened. Fortunately, everyone was already gathered. "Are you sure that it was her Nobody?" asked Leon, quite seriously as they sat at the kitchen table.

"It's kind of a dead giveaway when you notice her brown hair with silver highlights; it's her opposite, like Nobodies tend to be. But, looking at her face, I was sure that it was her," replied Roxas, completely serious as he recalled Reixka on the ground, crying.

Kairi seemed surprised when she asked, "She's with Organization XIII?"

"It's not that surprising, really. Have you ever seen a Nobody not in the Organization?" At Roxas' words, all eyes in the room flew toward Naminé.

She held up her hands. "I don't really count. Xemnas found me, though. He never offered me a position in Organization XIII, even if he did take me to the castle." Sighing, she continued, "Marluxia was the first one to realize my powers, and, when he got to be in charge of Castle Oblivion, he convinced Xemnas to allow me under his 'care.' The only thing I ever was to the Organization was a tool."

"That's not true," mumbled Roxas.

"Naminé, some good came out of all of that, right?" She faced Axel with surrpise. "You met Sora, didn't you?"

Naminé nodded her head once, but she did not bother reasoning that Sora didn't even remember her when he had woken up. Sora also nodded, surprising both Kairi and Naminé. "We made a promise, right?" Naminé's mouth fell upon as her eyes widened.

Kairi's eyebrows furrowed together. "Sora?"

"I promised you that we would still be friends even after I regained my old memories," remembered Sora, staring down at his hands, "Because the memory would always be deep inside of me."

Naminé's confused expression finally softened into a smile. "Mm!" She agreed, nodding her head.

XxxxxX

"Hey, where did Jack get to?" asked a girl with red hair as she looked around. She was wielding the strange key-like weapon, the keyblade. She appeared to be standing on a ship of some sort; a pirate ship. A beautiful older woman with long hair followed the redhead's gaze out to sea, as did a blonde in a sun dress, who also wielded a keyblade. The last girl by them also looked out to see, a sudden breeze casting about her blond hair as she kept a tight grip on Shadow Heart.

"Bloody coward!" growled the oldest woman. As they continued to watch the disappearing speck that was Captain Jack Sparrow, a violent rumble shook the ship so the two blondes and redheaded fell onto the deck.

With a voice full of disbelief, the dirty blonde remarked, "It's back already?" A load roar filled their ears as tentacles rose from beneath the water and struck every part of the pirate ship. The tentacles took the bodies in its range, drowning or throttling them...

xxx

Reixka's vision flashed as something else filled her vision.

The dirty blonde girl was perched on the wall that separated the land from the ocean. This place seemed somewhat familiar... The girl sighed dreamily with a smile on her face, but, when someone cleared their throat behind her, she quickly turned around. A boy with straight black hair wielding a crimson keyblade pointed it at her neck, and she immediately summoned her own keyblade.

"Stefa, it's been a while," he greeted her in a mostly emotionless voice with an edge of coldness.

"So it has, Quince," she agreed, her left hand balling into a fist as she glared at him.

"I bet you're wondering how your friend, Kairi, is," he said casually, keyblade still near her throat.

"Where is?" she demanded, swinging Shadow Heart at him, hard. Too hard. "Oh, crap." Her footing was lost thanks to the viciousness of the movement, and she began to fall off of the wall. For just a minute, it looked like the boy, Quince, was reaching out to help her...

xxx

"Now that you know who I am, will you go to Maleficent for me? Do it for me, Stefa." The black-haired boy, Quince, asked in a raspy voice. Stefa stared at him and disbelief as her eyes trailed to his hair. "Haha. My hair changed from brown to black because of darkness. Yours has, too."

She bit her lip as she became thoughtful of the decision she had to make. Finally, she took an uncertain step forward, and made to make another, when a voice sounded.

"Don't do it!" It was the same voice from the Magical House's ruins. She expected that, like before, the voice would not have a source, so she gasped when, just a few feet away, was a blonde girl wearing a white sun dress.

"Who are you?" she asked with disbelief.

"I am a witch, I guess. My name is Naminé." The response only confused her further.

"But you're Kairi's Nobody!" This whole Nobody business was hurting her head.

Naminé smiled wryly. "If you want to get technical, I'm Sora's Nobody."

"How are you here? You should be there." Stefa pointed at the redheaded girl, Kairi, who seemed to be frozen in place. The others around them were frozen, too.

"I think that, because of who you are... You have the ability to see hearts. At least some, and I am a part of Kairi's heart. Oh, I can stop time, too." Naminé added, gesturing to the frozen forms of Quince and what looked like the dark form of Stefa.

Stefa stared in surprise for a few moment before turning toward the golden fountain. "Naminé, I don't know what to do."

Naminé smiled without humor. "I'm only a Nobody; I'm not real."

"That's not true! You're just as real as me, but you don't have a form." Stefa corrected her as she shook her head and screwed her eyes.

The Nobody's smile became a little more amused. 'That seems a little ironic,' noted Naminé, though her gentle playfulness faded as light began to engulf her body.

At the sound of Naminé's gasp, she reopened her eyes; Naminé was staring at her arms and legs while she twisted and twirled, as if she had never looked at her own body before. Stefa realized, after a moment or so, why the Nobody was acting that way and distantly felt her mouth drop. "You're... solid?"

xxx

Reixka awoke with a start, confused as to where she was until she remembered the cave. 'Stefa's memories...' She thought, feeling a stab of pity in 'her' heart at what she had seen. 'At one point, you were just as confused as me... but I still don't understand. The black-haired boy, Quince, he looked like the brown-haired one I saw. And I wonder who the silver-haired one was...'

Finally, she forced herself off of the cool ground and exited. Outside, she was greeted by the bright sun as it set, and the ridiculous warmth of the beach. She walked down the beach and stopped once she reached the shoreline. Cool water lapped up the sand and splashed over her boots as she stared into the distance. 'I should get back to the castle.' But, even as Reixka thought this, her body didn't move a muscle.

A/N: So Rei finally got to 'meet' her somebody. Interesting, hm? If you read Two-sided heart, you'll probably recognize those memory scenes, if only a tiny bit. They aren't in order by any means. In fact, the first thing Rei saw was a newer memory of Stefa and the last one she saw was one of the oldest.

This chapter was purposely short, by the way. ;D See you next chapter!