Kingdom Hearts: Memories of Nobody

Chapter Nine

Shadows and Skittles

Disclaimer: Don't own Kingdom Hearts.

Last time: Organization XIII, excluding Xemnas, watches The Exorcist, and then camp out in Xenia's room because they're creeped out. After hearing multiple weird noises in the hall, she goes out to investigate. She gets attacked by a black figure, and Roxas ends up killing it. Xenia tears out her stitches in the process.

Chapter is dedicated to The Waterbender.

RFF: Xenia is 4 years older than her younger brother (who will be mentioned later in the story).

~Story start~

Everyone woke up when they heard my window break. They all ignored it at first, but once they saw my stitches, and my bleeding, battered, and bruised form, they all started to ask questions. Well, not everybody, but you get the point.

"What happened?" Larxene asked.

"Got attacked by some Heartless that was really fast and could spider walk. Roxas here saved me," I explained, patting the honey blonde boy's head. He swatted my hand away, and crossed his arms.

I looked at my clock. 8:37 AM. Damn, I spent a long time fighting that thing. I tapped my foot impatiently, waiting for Vexen to open a Dark Corridor and get his ass back up here. By here, I mean my room, obviously.

Sitting down, I lazily cast Cure on my ankle. I suck at magic, but it should subdue the pain, I guess. A faint green glow encircled my palm, and I pressed my hand to the wound. I hissed at the contact, but slowly and gently made circular motions around the injury.

Gradually, the crimson blood began to dry up. The flesh mended itself back together. Little green strings pulled the muscle and bone back to where it should be, and an emerald coat repaired the torn veins and arteries.

I sighed, and started, or attempted, to heal some of my torn stitches. The only magic that I knew that had healing effects was Cure. Not Cura or Curaga, but simply Cure. Attack magic is a different story. Zexion plopped down next to me, and examined the damage.

"Tell me it doesn't look bad," I said, focusing my attention on my torn chest.

"It doesn't look bad," he replied, "it looks atrocious."

I gaped at the Cloaked Schemer. For one, I didn't know what atrocious meant, and two, I think that was an insult. Giving him one of my, your-so-rude looks, I went back to healing my hopefully not grave injuries.

In a swirl of black and purple, Vexen hobbled out. He put most of his weight on his left leg, since his right was pretty much useless right now due to the fact that the Chilly Academic probably landed on it. I do believe we can make portals in mid-air…

"Y-You… bitch!" he yelled, pointing at me.

"Thanks for the compliment [1]," I riposted sweetly, giving him a smile that showed my teeth. Vexen looked confused for a second, but apparently shoved the thought out of his mind.

Axel laughed for a few seconds. "She got you there!" he smirked. When Vexen wasn't looking I gave the pyro a high-five.

"I'm going to check up on the prisoner, don't kill each other while I'm gone," Zexion announced. The short Nobody walked out of my room, Lexicon in hand, and quietly shut the door behind him.

Vexen held out his hand to me. "Come, Xenia, we must fix your stitches," he sighed.

"Uh, hell to the freaking no!" I responded.

He gave me the face where one eye got all big, while the other got really, really small. Larxene and I have dubbed this as his 'rape face.' It fits too!

"You are coming!" he ordered, reaching for me.

I slid off my bed, and tried to crawl as far away as possible from the lunatic. Vexen lunged for me, but I army rolled out of the way, and used Lexaeus as a human, well in this case Nobody, shield. The room temperature dropped about twenty degrees, so it was probably around forty-two right now.

Axel apparently despised being remotely close to cold, so steam was visibly emanating from his slim, muscular form. Did I forget to mention that he was just in red boxers? And that you could see his smoking hot (pun intended) six pack? Well, yeah, it was like looking at the god of fire!

Vexen glared at the fuming Axel, while the pyromaniac glared back. Ooh, a fight between ice and fire! This ought to be good…

But the fight sadly never came…Sniff…

Stuck-Up Asshole had to come in my room and ruin the fun. What a dick… Oops, I think I said that out loud… Oh well…

Xemnas had dark bags under his eyes, obviously from lack of sleep, and his right eye constantly twitched. Our Superior's lips formed a hard, straight line, and I do believe he was about ready to break my door handle from his death grip on it.

"Top of the mornin' to ya!" I cheered, giving our nicely tanned leader two thumbs up. His head jerked in my direction, and I think he hissed. Creepy…

"Let me get this straight, you guys watched an R rated movie, you all sleep in Xenia's room, Xenia somehow tears out her stitches and kicks Vexen out a window, and then he has to wake me from my beauty sleep in order to tell me all of this, correct?" he growled. Oh, so that's what took Vexen so long. And I think Xemnas brutally attacked the Chilly Academic's leg in the process.

"Pretty much, yeah," Xigbar answered, yawning.

"Xemnas, you expect too much out of us," I added, wincing when I could literally feel our Superior's blood pressure rising.

"I expect all of you to be in the meeting room within the next thirty seconds!" he yelled, then abruptly left in a puff of black smoke. We all followed his example.

/…/

Ten seconds later, Organization XIII was sitting in the meeting room, waiting for Xemnas to arrive. When he did, I think he was on the verge of going on a homicidal rampage.

"First off-" he began.

"Is this meeting just about you ranting the entire time?" I asked, sitting in Roxas's seat with him. Surprisingly, we could both fit…

(Xemnas's rant is kind of long)

"Yes, it is. Now, why in the name of Kingdom Hearts do you people need to make my life a living Hell? You try to kill each other, decorate the castle, get drunk, spend all of our munny on stereo equipment, DirecTV, iPods, Wii's, PS3s, and everything else you can get your hands on, never meet the quota, never do mission reports, shit, you guys don't even do the missions! We never get anything done! You expect me to do everything so that we don't look bad! I swear I'm about to turn you all into Dusks because you're so damn lazy! I'm sick of it! We always order take-out! You people sneak out during and after curfew (we have a curfew?)! You never take your jobs seriously, and at the rate you idiots work at, it'll take over fifteen years to get out hearts back! And what's with the pranks? I'm tired of taking tomato baths from all of the skunks you put in my room! Also, STOP TRYING TO DYE MY HAIR! This platinum shade is natural, thank you very much! And that Keyblade brat Sora… oh never mind! We've spent thousands in repairs, thanks to Axel's anger issues, and when is the last time we've all met the quota? Hm? Hmmm? NEVER! Hell, Saïx is my right-hand man, and he doesn't meet the damned quota! Have you seen the number of missions that keep on piling up on my desk that you people never do? I've been through four paper shredders, and we are broke damn it broke! Our electric bill is sky high since Larxene refuses to generate power for the castle, and now we have to pay just have this castle float in the air! Seriously, what are they going to do, turn the gravity off? And when did you guys get credit cards? My mailbox is overflowing with bills! Do you really do this stuff to piss me off? (Yes, yes we do :3) We are going to fix some things around here! You are all going to go above and beyond the quota, burn your damned credit cards, sell all video games and systems, and if we have to, we're going to be tree huggers in order to reduce our electric bill! And, I don't care if you have to steal all the munny you've lost in bets or gambling, just get it back! Another thing, NO MORE TAKE-OUT! MEETING ADJOURNED!"

Oh wow, what a waste of ten minutes of my non-existent life.

Xemnas was practically foaming at the mouth right now, and probably none of us actually listened to it. "Can we leave now?" I asked, examining my reflection in a hand-held mirror.

"I hate you guys!" Xemnas growled, leaving. Whelp, time to go fuck some shit up!

I left in a swirl of darkness, and ended up in my room.

"What a waste of my life," I mumbled, flopping onto my bed. I inhaled the scent of flowers that lingered on my bed. When I heard myself sigh in pleasure, I slapped myself. I am a Nobody and Nobodies don't have hearts!

Hearing my door open I immediately snapped my head into the same direction the sound came from. A familiar set of blonde spikes on the most adorable face in the world entered my room. "Xenia?" the shorter Nobody asked.

"Right here, babe," I answered, since he wasn't looking my way. Roxas's sky blue eyes found my form, and he hastily jumped on my bed and gave me a hug.

"I thought Xemnas erased you!" he cried into my bleeding chest.

"Xemnas isn't that bad…" I said, patting his honey-blonde head. Oh how I dislike lying to the poor kid…

I heard a distinct ruffling sound… kind of like a candy wrapper…

"For you," Roxas said, giving me a pack of Sour Skittles. I officially love this kid. Well, I can't love but you get the point.

"Thanks, babe," I smiled, taking the pack of Skittles. Okay, things that happened today: attacked by a shadow, had to endure a rant, and to top it off I got a pack of Skittles! And it's not even 9 yet!

Okie-dokie, what'd you think? Good, bad, terrible? I know I haven't updated in like… forever… but hey, I got a social life (not really) and my school is stupid :) And have you ever tried typing a chapter with a broken hand? Hurts like hell. And yeah, I re-broke my hand.

[1] A bitch is a dog, and a dog barks, and bark is on trees, and trees are a part of nature, and nature is beautiful so thanks for the compliment.

Next time: Maiming Pizza Delivery Guys?

"Um… Xemnas… WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" I yelled, staring at my leader in pure shock. He had an Ethereal Blade at the throat of a pizza delivery guy.

"Who ordered pizza?" my Superior hissed lowly, never taking his death glare off of the poor pizza guy. I think I saw a tear run down his cheek…

I pondered his question for about four seconds before answering, "Demyx?" Xemnas left in a swirl of darkness, and the delivery boy let out the breath he was holding. Then, a scream echoed throughout the Castle That Never Was.

Ignoring Demyx's cry of help, I walked over to pizza person, tapped the cardboard box and asked, "So… how much is this?"