Same song second verse: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, but I do own Ivy however.

I went to sleep that night on an old mattress. It wasn't like my bed when I was in the Organization, but it's where I could lay my head to rest. I didn't know where I was or how exactly I cam here. I have a body that's not mine, a home that's not mine, and a guy sleeping on the couch that I don't know. Well, Xion doesn't know, Ivy does.

"Who are you?" I hear a voice say.

"What?" I ask out loud. I sit up and look around. There isn't anyone else in the room. I hear Reno's soft snoring, but not much else. I close my eyes again.

"What're you doing here?" I hear that voice again. But this time, I keep my eyes closed. I see Ivy in my head. "Who're you ?" she asks. She's got a bit of an accent in her voice. Why hadn't I heard it? Was it simply because I'm in her body?

"I'm Xion", I say, "You're Ivy, right?"

"You've found out already?" she huffs. She reminds me a bit of Larxene, only not as violent or overbearing. Ivy crosses her arms. "I've never seen anyone like you, what are you doing in my head?"

"Your head...?" I almost miss the connection...this isn't my body. "I'm sorry", I apologize stupidly, "I wasn't trying to steal your body---"

"It's okay," Ivy shrugs, "You'll probably do a better job taking care of me than I could anyways."

"What do you mean?" I'm, confused.

"You don't know?" Ivy states flatly. I shake my head.

...

"That Deep Blue stuff you put on the table is a drug. It makes you feel ten times more amazing than anything else in the world, but it's a serious habit forming stuff that'll have you hooked in nothing flat. I'm an addict, and I've been since I was fourteen. I'm fifteen now." That explains why I wanted to have the drug in me. I don't know what it feels like, but my curiosity didn't get the better of me in this case.

"What were you doing in the alley?" I ask.

"What?" Ivy cocked an eyebrow.

"When I...took over you, I saw you laying the alley facedown. I think you were dead." Ivy closes her eyes and tries to remember.

"I was drunk, and I was high off the deep", she murmurs, "I was at a party and the stuff was flowing, everyone had some. So I took what I could and drank on top of that. When I came home, I slipped and fell..." So she was unconscious, or was she really going to die? If I saw her heart, that must've meant she had an overdose and had really died. When I told her that she sighed in relief. I'm guessing I saved her. I could tell she didn't appreciate someone else taking over her life, but at the same time, could she have done the job on her own?

...

I woke up the next day after a whole night of conversing with Ivy. She seemed like such a nice person, even though she got herself into a bad way. But maybe I could help her turn things around. But what about Roxa and Axel? I didn't know. Things were more comlicated than I had though previous. This is a real person with a real life. Not just a vessle for my convenience. Were Roxas and Axel thinking about me? Or would they even remember me? I was never a Nobody because I was never a real person. Wasn't that the case? So would they remember me?

I think not.

I wanted to know how I was living here. I didn't have a job, so there was no way I could possibly stay here for free. Where was my money coming from? When I asked Reno he laughed at me.

"You've got to be shitting me Ivy!" he smirked, "What do you mean you don't know where your money is coming from?" Okay, maybe asking right out wasn't the best methood. I couldn't very well tell him I'm an entity that took over Ivy's consciousness.

"I guess the deep blue stuff was alot stronger than I thought?" I shrugged, trying to be nonchalant about it.

"You're living in a brothel! Don't you remember anything? You're a fucking slut!" Reno yelled at me, "You have sex for money!"

Brothel.

Sex.

Money.

I didn't know about those sort of things. I've never heard of sex before. No one ever told me. But compaired to where I lived versus where I live now, and who I am now...there's a big difference. I don't think i want to know what sex is. I know what the deep blue is, I know what money is. I don't know what a brothel is, I don't know what sex is. And I don't think I can ask Reno what it's about. I do it for money apparently. And my job title is "Slut".

FYI: the original Ivy (the one "inside Xion's head") has an accent similar to Fran from Final Fantasy 12.

WARNING: Next chapter will contain a lemon.