A/N:

I've noticed you all are picking up on the connections that Yukia shares with the rest of the Orgy. :D To be honest, this chapter makes me nervous. ; O hope you all like it- regardless of the fact Sora and Co. are coming into the picture--!!!

Vexen had stalked angrily back to his lab- he began to fly around the room menacingly, trying to formulate a plan to make sure his Creation lives fully and happily- but It'll take time, and lots of effort Vexen didn't want to put in. It shouldn't matter how long it'll take, he thought with a grimace. She's my creation. I'll do anything…

Marluxia had walked into the room just then, announcing he'd been made leader of Castle Oblivion.

Yukia cried again with Demyx, and she gently placed her hand over his heart- or where it should be. She was surprised to find that, when her hand pressed firmly enough, she could feel a heartbeat thump out of his chest. "Demyx,"

He stifled another sob. "Y-yes, Yukia-chan?"

He… stuttered. She pulled back to look at him. He's falling apart.

"Y-Yukia-chan?"

"I can hear it, you know."

He curiously looked at her. "H-hear w-what?"

She smiled and laughed a little, causing Demyx to blush. "Your heart- it's beating."

"W-what?!" Vexen dropped the bottle of Darkness in his hand, only to have Marluxia catch it.

"You heard me, Vexy."

He swallowed hard when he took the bottle back from the pink-haired member before him. Why did he come to tell me this, now, of all times?

"So," Marluxia bent over the leaning Vexen, whom had tried [and failed] to pre-occupy himself with the lint on his cloak. "Are you going to come silently, or do I have to use force, Vexen?"

With Marluxia this close, he swore he could smell the roses. "I-I'm… not leaving Yukia here." He pushed the flower-boy away from him. "Never again shall I put her through such pain."

Demyx gaped at her, as if he was a fish out of water. [Lovely metaphor, for the water-element, no?] He then gently put his own hand over where her heart should be, and felt the pounding muscle that was her heart.

Demyx choked on his words. "Did it hurt?"

Yukia flinched at the contact from his leather gloves. "Yes."

"Me, too, when I killed him."

"I know." She got off him and made her way to the door. "I'm going to see Vexen- I want to try to tell him again. Maybe he'll listen to me this time."

"Do-don't… get hurt again." Demyx reached out as she opened the door. "I don't want to see you hurting like that ever again."

She smiled. "Of course, Demy. Of Course."

Marluxia had showed himself out of the lab, and began walking down the corridors, searching to find someone who he didn't tell yet- being the new leader of CO, of course he'd need to inform everyone- and stumbled upon Yukia walking out of… Demyx's room?

"What the hell?"

Vexen sighed and looked at the profile on Riku- he was one of Sora's "friends" from Destiny Islands.

"Worthless information…" he glanced at the Dusk whom had brought the files to him. "Nothing better?"

It made a strangled noise, and handed him another paper.

"He has a keyblade, too, huh?" Vexen dismissed the Dusk and read on. "Maybe his hert is strong enough for me to create a Replica,"

He commanded another Dusk to try to fight him- get into any kind of battle, ["not even a battle," Vexen said. "All I need is a hair off his head."] and bring the information back to him.

He was gonna be busy if he was to do this.

Marluxia put on his poker face and walked over to where Yukia was wandering.

"Lost?"

She turned abruptly, and looked frighteningly at him, then relaxed a bit. Her eyes were red and puffy, like she'd been crying. Tears? He thought. Tear spawn from happiness or sadness… both of which are emotions a Replica without a heart don't have.

"Ah, yes…" she looked around her again, short black locks whipping around her head. "I think I am lost…"

"Then let me help you," he took her hand and led her back down the hallway to his room.

Yukia didn't know where she was going until she passed the door to Vexen's lab.

"A-ah! I need to see him so…" she broke free from his iron grip, and cupped her hand to her chest. "T-thanks, Marluxia."

She didn't see the predatory gaze in his eyes [something Xigbar would have surely called 'Pedophilia'] when she turned to go to see Vexen again.

A/N:

Ungh… what time is it? 11:23 PM here… I'm so tired. ;O

BUTTTTT I had t get this up while I was still thinking about it.

Enjoy~

[*sighs*I'm aware that when I post my chapters as of late, the linebreaks don't come out right. I'm trying to figure this out With my superior intellect and hope to have it all fixed soon.]