Geez! These guys are such a bunch of downers. So we don't have hearts. Big deal. No need to act like it!
I think I remember myself a bit better than everyone else. The words "Strong-willed" and "Heard-headed" come to mind. Maybe that's what helped me?
I remember my powers, too, but acted like I didn't—people expect more out of you if you do well ;)
Don't get me wrong; I want a heart as badly as the next Heartless (Or Nobody—funny how we're all chasing after hearts, no matter what we are. Are both halves—the Heartless and Nobody—trying to be whole? Ugh, thinking sucks.). I just don't want to work too hard and get my hands dirty. And besides, there are other things on my mind…
Like Demyx! He plays the guitar…sitar…thingy, and is so dreamy! I was totally a pop idol in my other life, so we're just perfect for each other! I distinctly remember none of us having boyfriends before, so I really want to rub it in their faces.
I immediately set to work on old X-face to let me have Demyx as my partner. I dropped hints about sucking in battle and being better at recon and really liking water and besides it wasn't like anyone in the organization had the same element as me. Finally I cut to the chase and begged Saïx over and over and over again. Either he was going to kill me—In which case, sayonara to this nonexistence!—Or…yes! Saïx rubbed his head like he had a migraine. I'm pretty sure I've seen that look before on several faces.
"Fine," he said, his voice as always cold and steely. "Maybe some of your…enthusiasm will rub off on Number IX."
"Aw, you act like a jerk, but deep down you're just a big softie aren't you?"
Then Saïx growled at me. I quickly backed away before he could turn into a werewolf or something.
At first, Demyx seemed pretty bummed out by the mission to Twilight Town, but soon we were having fun goofing off. He calls Saïx X-face too. I think I hear wedding bells!
So I totally thought things were going well and that I'd make Dem-Dem my boyfriend in no time when I looked up and gasped. There at the tower Xire and Axel were sitting! Together! Eating ice-cream!
That hooker was already enjoying a romantic sunset rendezvous while I was still stuck in the friend zone with Demyx! It was time for desperate measures.
I made some statements about being hot, unzipping by coat a bit and nudging my head towards the ice-cream, but he totally didn't catch on. I really picked a slow one. I mean, okay, I know I pretty much fit the blonde stereotype in the brains department, but still, this guy was dense. And a little naïve, I suspected. Instead of buying me ice-cream, he sprayed me with water from his sitar. Add immature to the list. Actually, make that a pro. I'm totally immature too! 3
Anyway, as revenge, I shot him in the butt when he turned around.
"Hey, what was that for?"
"My hair!"
"I said I was sorry! It was just a joke!"
"Does this look like a joke to you!" I said, pointing at my hair. Okay, I didn't actually care about the hair—no heart and all that—but it was fun to watch him squirm. I shot another beam, knocking the sitar out of his hands. He looked at it like I had just killed his puppy, then he made a serious face at me. And let me just say: it's hilarious watching Demyx try to make a serious face.
"That was my favorite Sitar," he said coldly, obviously playing. "This means war."
"Ooh, I'm scared now. What are you going to do about it?"
In a few minutes, we were both rolling around on the ground wrestling. Eventually, I pinned him down, and we looked into each other's eyes. His beautiful, sparkling, blue-green aqua whatever-color-they-call-that eyes. Then, seeing my opportunity, I reached him and pecked him on the lips—in and out. Then I immediately got up. "Well, we better be heading back, huh?" I said sweetly. Number one rule in keeping them interested: only give a little at a time, then withdraw. Make them come to you.
I opened a corridor of darkness while Demyx still sat there, blushing. "You coming?" I asked, and he just nodded his head slowly and got up. "What was that about?" he asked, but I quickly went through without answering him. As soon as we got back to the castle I ran to my room and giggled loudly. I did it! Now Demyx would totally be into me, and I'd finally have a boyfriend!
Why couldn't I be this lucky when I had a heart?
Yes, Minako is that ridiculous. Also, her new name, Mixanko, is pronounced Mi-ZAN-ko. Members tend to just call her Mixa (Miza) for short. She's...not well liked, honestly :P
I may change the name. Making organization names out of the senshi's japanese names was terrible. I still haven't figured out Mako-chan's yet.
