A/N:

I'm sorry for not updating on Sunday! I just moved, so I couldn't update as fast as I wanted to. So, here it is, long overdue…

Yukia woke up to the birds whistling a sweet song, her hair messy from sleep and eyes heavy. Rubbing her red orbs, she opened the window to her room, allowing the small blue birds to flutter into her house. They landed on a nearby desk, in which they stopped singing their beautiful morning tune. She walked over to them, and they perched themselves atop her fingers, rubbing their small, barely developed wings across the digits, tweeting softly.

"Why are you out of your nest so early? It's still wintertime, and your parents will be looking for you…"

She walked over to the window, leaned onto the sill, and put the baby birds into the tree they came from.

Demyx played almost silent, gentle melodies on his Sitar, letting painful tears streak from his face.

"Where are you?"

He stopped strumming the strings long enough to think properly.

"Axel never came back, either. What's going on?"

Yukia walked the bustling streets of Celestial Town, watching all the children play in the powdery snow on their winter vacations. One stray snowball had struck her in the head, and she tumbled over, lightly falling to the ground.

"Hey! Are you okay, missy?" a little boy trotted over to her, and reached out his small hand, as if to help her up.

"I'm fine," she got up, brushing her coat and skirt off. "Just watch were the snowballs are going, okay?"

The boy nodded and he ran back to his friends, making new snowballs to throw. Yukia only sighed and smiled, walking onward to the convenience store. When she arrived, she couldn't remember what she went out for.

"Ah… might as well go back home, then…"

Demyx ran out of his room, wiping his eyes dry of any moisture, then roughly opened the door to the back room. Xemnas and Saïx were there, reading something that closely resembled a home decorating magazine.

"What are you doing, number nine? You know you're not allowed back here."

Demyx shook his head. "N-never mind that!! I have a question!!'

Saïx sighed, closing the magazine and rubbing his forehead. "What is it, Demyx?"

He flailed his arms, looking as if his question had already been said. "Axel never came back!!"

"So…?" Xemnas didn't look too amused.

"What if he did something to Yukia? He was assigned to go to CO with me, and he never came back, and I left Yukia with him…"

"So? Number nine, I won't worry about a Heartless Replica, just because you're under the illusion that you have 'feelings' for it."

Saïx gripped the magazine tightly, crumpling the pages. "Yukia isn't an 'it'. Yukia is a 'she', Superior."

Xemnas smacked Saïx on the head, looking disapprovingly at him. "What have I said about speaking out of place, Saïx?"

Saïx looked at him, growled, and then closed his mouth.

"My feelings…" Demyx looked at the ground. "They're real. Why don't any of you understand that?"

"Axel should have returned by now, though." Xemnas ran his fingers through his silver hair, sighing. "Marluxia also hasn't turned in a report lately, as well. Demyx, you can go to investigate. Bring Xigbar."

Demyx didn't respond, but instead ran out of the back room, going to find Xigbar.

Yukia took off her winter coat as she entered her home, putting up on the coat rack by the door. Her hair was messily put into a small bun, and she took it out. The television was turned on, and she lazily sat on her blue couch, and watched the hours tick by slowly.

She looked up at about three in the afternoon, and felt something was missing from this perfect life.

"I don't know, but…" she looked out the window, where the clouds swirled in unnatural ways, becoming a darker shade of gray than before. "Something's not right."

Demyx crashed clumsily into Xigbar's back, quickly getting up and grabbing the elder's hand. Xigbar looked confused beyond belief.

"What, no apology? Geez, Dem, at least tell me why I get the honor of hangin' with you."

Demyx turned to face him, still running down the halls. "No time to talk! Yukia… she never came back! We need to find her!!"

Xigbar's face darkened and he picked up his pace, opening a portal to CO at the end of the hall. "Let's do this, kiddo."

Demyx stopped short of the portal, making the Sharpshooter collide with the smaller male.

Saïx stood there, a desperate look on his face. "Save her." He simply stated, stepping out of the way.

They nodded in unison, and nearly jumped through the portal.

Yukia stepped back outside, without her coat, and ran to the edge of town as heavy droplets of rain and slush fell from the forbidding clouds. She stopped just before she got to the town line, falling to her knees.

"Something's wrong…" she pounded the wet, sloppy ground with her fist. "Why can't I seem to figure this out?!"

A boy stood at the edge with her; his brown, spiked hair damp with the onslaught of water and mush.

"Maybe I can help." Yukia looked up at this boy, [dressed in funny looking, poufy black pants, wearing a crown chain-link necklace] and thought she met him somewhere before. He outstretched his hand, picking up one of hers. "Come with me- maybe I can help you with whatever you're stuck with."

She got up, and followed this boy, who looked so familiar, but she knew she could never have met him.

…Could she?

Marluxia wasn't at all pleased when Xigbar and Demyx came rushing into CO, [or when they interrupted his Mani and Pedi] looking for Axel.

"Well, what should we do about them?" Larxene played with his pink hair, twisting some into braids. "Kill them off?"

"That would make us suspicious, Larx." He sighed, looking at his nails. "Let them in. Axel is what they want, right? Have the Dusks take them to him."

Larxene waved her hand, and five Dusks appeared. "Go and lead them to Axel."

Marluxia watched them walk off, and worried about his plans for the Organization.

A/N:

Phew, just about one-thousand words. The last chapter was short, so I hope this was a treat.

I'm unsure of when I'll update, but look out for L, C, A! BtSOMC updates as well as some for the History.