Me: (Shot) Sorry about the wait guys.
Caixsa: About time.
Krixae: Don't bother with an A/N, just get on with the show!
Me: Fine...
"We know about the holiday." Caixsa said impatiently as they arrived in Where Nothing Gathers.
"Saix..." Manse... Xemnas cautioned. Everyone flinched. "Since you all know about the holiday..."
"We didn't." Coerixn said, currently studying the other members of the Organization.
"Now you do." Korrax said. Nobody really liked Coerixn, unsurprisingly.
"... I'll skip ahead to the other announcement. We have another new member with us."
"Another?" Larxene asked incredulously.
"Meet XXXIV. Texsh." The boy on the platform looked up with green and purple heterochromic eyes, gazing at the half-present Organization.
"Howdy!" He called, raising a hand. "How you all doin'?" He had a Texan accent.
"Not a stereotype..." Several members moaned.
Texsh gave a cheeky wink and lopsided grin to Demyx, who was too busy (le gasp) dozing to notice.
"Right, now... XXII. You'll show him around the castle." Korrax smiled.
"Sure!" The pinkette headed down through a Dark Corridor, meeting a cheeky grin when he arrived.
"Howdy..." Texsh licked his lips slowly, Korrax following the tongue with his eyes unconsciously.
"Um... this way..." Korrax had turned the colour of his favourite fruit.
Krixae, a little paler than normal, sent a worried glance at Caixsa, but the blond was occupied with clutching the arms of his chair, his knuckles white.
Korrax opened a Dark Corridor and lead Texsh through, but the brunette stopped for a second to wink at Caixsa.
"Now that this is all over with, spend the rest of your day as you want." Xemnas told them.
They left as quickly as they could.
Axel, Larxene, Onyxz and Xion stepped from the Dark Corridor into the entrance hall of Castle Oblivion.
Larxene shivered.
"This place is so creepy..." She muttered before walking to the center of the entrance corridor. "Remember, there's a lot you could end up seeing here. So don't get too psyched. And keep keep your eyes peeled, this place has more twists than a Steven King book." She added, earning a chuckle from Axel.
"Come on guys." He held out a card, and the door at the other end of the corridor opened. "Remember, anything could be waiting..." He warned.
An hour later, the quartet emerged from the eighth white room, Onyxz breathing a sigh of relief. He really hated that day...
"This place really screws with your mind..." He muttered.
"On?" Xion asked.
"Yes Xion." He paused. "You gave me a nickname?"
"... Yeah..." She blushed, and looked away.
"Hey, I think that's cute!" The Star-Eyed Thief said, giving her a little pat on the head. She turned a shade darker.
"Guys, we're coming to the next room." Axel called over his shoulder.
"Hey, we haven't got any floors with your memories yet..." Onyxz commented.
"Well..." She looked down. "I don't have any memories of my time as a Somebody..." She told him.
"Well, what about in your time as a Nobody?" He asked.
"Well, there is one..." I never knew there was that shade of red.
"Can I know?"
"No!" She shouted, making the other two Nobodies turn. "I'm not going to tell you."
"Well, there's Hawk..." The shoe flew at him, fell to the ground, then charged at him, the toe a mouth with teeth snapping.
He kicked it through the opening door.
"Guys, we're going through!" Axel called. He and Larxene took off ahead of them.
"Ready Xi?" He asked, ruffling her hair.
"Stop that!" She shouted, darting ahead, through the door.
"The Badlands are... bad..." Demyx commented, looking around the place.
"Yeah..." Exneri commented.
"So, are we going to look, or not?" Demyx asked.
Xirama mocked fainting.
"What?"
"You actually want to do work?"
"HEY!" He shouted, upset. The girls laughed. "Lets just get this over with..." He moaned.
They soon found themselves at a narrow crevice. "So, through here, then back?" Demyx asked. They'd been searching for several hours.
"Sure." Exneri said wearily. They'd been walking for ages and they hadn't even encountered any Heartless.
"Anything for this to be over..." Xirama sighed in relief.
The trio walked through the gap in single file, heading towards the plateau on the other side.
They emerged, and gasped.
Save for two paths, joining like crossroads in the middle, the entire plateau was covered in Keyblades, all different shapes, sizes and colours, but all dull, rusty and covered in dust.
And in the middle was another, newer-looking than the others but still quite old, lying next to a pile of armour.
"Hey, I heard of this place once..." Demyx thought. "The Keyblade Graveyard! That's it!" He called.
"Oh, that story about Light and Darkness colliding for the ultimate power." Exneri thought. "That was Le's favourite story when she was young..." She muttered, wiping away a tear.
"What about the armour?" Xirama said, holding a gauntlet she'd taken from it.
"Hmm... Might be that other story, the one about six people, fighting for the ultimate power." Demyx said, actually thinking for once.
"Yeah, the three heroes of Light and the three bringers of Darkness..."
"Hey, guys?" They turned to Xirama. "Can I take this home?" She asked, holding up the helmet.
"No!" "F*** no!" Demyx and Exneri called out at the same time. Xirama froze, blinking.
"Why not?"
"One of the heroes of light died here to stop the guy he was up against. That must be his armour." Demyx explained.
"Oh..." Xirama put the helmet back where she found it, back off and made a quick bow before turning to leave with the others.
"Sorry guys..." Krixae coughed from beneath her sheets. "I can't... make it..." She fell back down on her bed.
Caixsa checked her temperature. She was burning up. "Just leave me..." She whispered.
"Korrax, you go. Take Texsh." He added reluctantly. "I'll keep an eye on Krixae while you two look for the others.
"Thank you..." Krixae said weakly, closing her eyes.
"All right. See you later." Korrax gave Caixsa a kiss on the forehead before leaving to hunt down The Cosmic Cowboy.
"Don't be... jealous... Cai..." Krixae muttered.
"Hush, now. I'll get you some water." Caixsa went to the bathroom and grabbed a glass, returning and summoning a mini-raincloud above it, filling it up quickly.
"Thank... you..." She whispered as Caixsa helped her drink.
Korrax and Texsh stepped out into the Dark City, several Dusks and Pink Thorns appearing and spreading out to deal with any Heartless that may randomly appear. "So we kill monsters?" Texsh asked, sounding very Texan.
"No, were're looking for the missing members." Korrax said, serious as ever on missions.
"You're bein' borin'" Texsh commented. Korrax frowned.
"I'm not boring!" Korrax shouted, angry. Texsh chuckled, giving him a wink before jogging off. Korrax scurried after him, blushing. But he had no clue as to why.
"Hurry up!" The brunette called back over his shoulder.
Korrax growled, the summoned his new Keyblade to take out a stray Shadow.
"What, tryin' to save me now?" The accent really was cringe worthy.
"What d'you think?" Korrax imitated his accent.
"I don't sound like that!" Texsh replied, in the exact voice that Korrax used.
"You do." He muttered, before resuming the hunt.
But Korrax's eyes kept on being drawn back to Texsh.
Any luck guys?" Caixsa asked. Krixae had fallen asleep, and Caixsa was checking on the others briefly before returning to his watch.
"No." Axel said. "But, there was something... interesting in one of the rooms..." He looked over to Xion and Onyxz, who were staring at each other as they talked about something.
"Right. What about you guys?"
"Nothing in The Badlands, just rusty armor and Keyblades." Exneri 'said'.
"There were Keyblades there?" Axel asked.
"Yeah." Demyx said, more focusing on turning his sitar.
"Nothin' in t'e Dark City." Texsh said, everyone flinching at the accent.
"Right. Well, I need to get back to Kri... You should be in bed!" He scolded the girl, currently shuffling into the Grey Area.
"Sorry..." She coughed, and Caixsa quickly ushered her back into her bedroom, thankfully not far from the Grey Area.
He lay her down on the bed, giving her more water.
"Cai, don't be... mad at him... when... the time... comes..." She said, falling asleep.
Caixsa stroked her cheek, re-filling the glass before taking up watch from across the room, picking up the book he'd left there earlier.
Me: (Shot, again, this time with a machine gun). Sorry again.
Korrax: What the...
Texsh: So ya know, I'm owned by Kirkysaurus.
All: (Wince at accent)
Onyxz: So... I'm now with Xion?
Me: Maybe.
Xirama: Well! We'll see you all next time!