Madness Flower still doesn't own Kingdom Hearts or any of its characters or soundtrack. Shocking, isn't it?

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Night of Fate

[Greedy]

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Darkness, alluring, sweet darkness. Once you have a taste, greed takes control. You're entranced by it. No matter how much of it, you want more and more.

Only once. A sliver of it, really.

It drives the purest man into an endless abyss of despair. Reason is merely a word, meaningless when compared to its power.

Delving into the forbidden realm, they sold their hearts and embraced their new, artificial nature.

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Organization Thirteen

[Regret is an emotion]

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Three years passed in a haze. Regret had finally settled in their hearts, as Darkness proved to be a deceiving mistress.

Still...

He could never stop thinking about the intriguing sitar player. If he still had a heart, Ien- Zexion pondered, he'd pass it off as some crush. However, as a nobody, he couldn't understand it. Curiosity soon became a distant thought, fading away. What remained was a pair of blue eyes.

His name had changed, but his mind still belonged to that single memory of childhood.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to study the behavior of aquatic Heartless. Heh. Maybe, I'll see him again."

Quickly dismissing his thoughts, he returned to his previous line of thought: How the heck was he supposed to grow fins? And... he couldn't hate, but that didn't mean he had to smile at everything. Besides, he remembered his dislike for swimming quite clearly. A mental image crossed his head. He shuddered, remembering number four's earlier experiments. "No way. Vexen'd better make me a shark tail. I don't want to parade around foreign waters sporting tentacles."

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Atlantica, Tranquil Grotto

Under the Sea

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"Your Highness, you shouldn't be here!"

A tall merman turned, only to see his baby-sit- advisor shaking his claws in exasperation. Closed eyes crinkling in mischief, he grinned. "Hey, Seb! Look at what I found!" Holding a blue gem, he continued, "I've been trying to warm it for a while, but it's still cold to the touch."

The crab's eyes widened. "Where did you find it, Myde?"

Sensing his friend's sudden change, the prince couldn't help but answer. "A giant jellyfish attacked me. It dropped this before disappearing."

Regaining his composure, the crustacean motioned for Myde to follow him. "We'd better head to the Throne room. Your father awaits your return."

The boy flinched. 'Oh no... pops must be really pissed about that...'

"There's an important visitor."

Demyx slumped his shoulders in relief.

Zexion gasped.

Blinked.

Finally, he pinched his arm. "Ouch!" Nope, it wasn't a dream. The prince was there, staring at the nobody.

"Weave, weave, weave! It's so boring!"

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Passion

[he was always watching]

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"My name is Myde tills Atlantica." The prince gave a short bow.

The Cloaked Schemer was mute.

Open mouth. Damn it!

Close mouth.

'My weapon is a freaking lexicon, why can't I form an articulate phrase now, of all times?'

Open again. 'Okay, this is it.'

"Greetings, your Highness. I am Zexion Nilhart, a researcher."

Quickly reverting back to his normal attitude, Demyx smiled. "What a weird na-" "I'm Ariel. Where are you from?" interrupted Ariel.

"Well, I'm from another sea, across the lands."

"Really? 'Cause it really doesn't look like you are used to swim." "I could even say you are from the surface..." Myde smirked, a knowing eyebrow lifting just enough to tease.

"Myde! Apologize to the guest!"

"Advisor Sebastian, I take no offense. In fact, I find the Prince's personality rather... refreshing. The Oriental Seas could use the change."

"Come on, big brother, let's show him around. It'll be fun!" The five years old princess pulled the sitar player and the visitant by their hands with a strong grip.

"No use fixing this part, Sister won't even notice this small knot!"

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Sunken Ship

Part of Your World

[no matter where]

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"Look at this! This thing used to float! Humans make some crazy stuff!"

"Ariel, stay close to me, you may be attacked by those...those…" "Heartless?" offered Zexion.

"Heartless?" Myde asked.

"The monsters."

"That's a scary name... They really don't have a heart?"

"Actually, they are hearts sealed with their darkness."

"Oh" The young prince nodded, pretending to understand.

"When someone is attacked by a heartless, his or her heart is sealed out of the body. The darkness in it takes over and forms the Heartless, a being driven by instinct alone. Then, the carcass left behind wanders aimlessly trying to be complete again."

"Whoa, that's pretty sad." Once again, the nobody was reminded of his mistakes.

"Only memories... Yes, that's really sad. Wish I had realized this two years ago..."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

"I know there's something bothering you, but it's probably personal. Don't worry. I'll not pry if you don't want. 'sides, you're a human. I remember your face. I mean, blue hair is quite a rare sight... especially this shade."

"I'm no longer the boy you saw."

"No, you're not. You're a lot prettier," the prince grinned. At Zexion's furrowed brow, Myde added, "Pretty? I'm sorry. I mean cute."

Zexion was about to retaliate when he felt something warm against his lips. Startled, it took a moment for him to understand what was happening. He focused his gaze on Myde's eyes and stared.

Glared.

As the blond didn't stop the passionate kiss, Zexion threw all thoughts to hell and decided he might as well enjoy it. As he didn't have a heart, it couldn't skip a beat, but the physical sensations were still there. And it was damn well amazing.

Three minutes later, they broke contact to breath (even though, technically, they had gills). Three minutes and a second later, they remembered little Ariel was watching, oblivious to the world.

The two flushed heavily. (It was due to lack of oxygen, Zexion reasoned with himself, conveniently ignoring the fact he had gills. Again.)

The wheels of their lives were spinning wildly to a road without return.

Fate was watching, while planning what to do next.

It is always good to know your opinion. Please review. Especially since I'm still testing waters after years away. lol

Dearly Beloved, Night of Fate and Organization Thirteen were composed by Yoko Shimomura-sama.

Under the Sea... Alan Menken. Not me.

Thanks for reading~!

Edit (2011): Minor changes in this chapter, tried to make them as IC as possible. Merged chapters one and two.