Author's Note: Hey, haven't been writing in a while. School, and all that. Anywho, I hope that eventually I'll start getting into something that actually resembles a plot. I have an idea floating around in my head, but I'm not going to chase it yet in case it gets scared and disappears. Wow, I'm tired.

Disclaimer: I don't own KH. If I did, this wouldn't be a fanfic, now would it?

Drixana

For a moment, Drixana was Adrian. It took her a moment to decide whether what she remembered had all been a dream. When she opened her eyes and saw the still-unfamiliar ceiling of her room in Castle Oblivion, she sighed. All that was going on was too strange to be even a dream.

XIV rolled out of bed and quickly changed into her official Organization gear. Her stomach gurgled faintly and she started towards the door. By the time she had closed it behind her, however, she remembered that she didn't have a clue where to go to get to the kitchen. She made to reenter her room when someone called out.

"Hey, Drixana!" It was Demyx. She remembered that he had offered to show her around.

She flashed him a quick smile. "Hey Demyx. I'd forgotten you said you'd show me around."

"Shorter attention span than mine, eh? That's not really something you see everyday."

Drixana gave a small laugh before saying, "Can we start with the kitchen? I'm kinda hungry."

Demyx nodded. "Alright then."

He led her down several hallways and doors and staircases until they reached the kitchen. Drixana made note of each turn and found herself able to remember without much trouble. When they reached the kitchen, Vexen and Zexion were seated at the table eating. Both looked up; Zexion gave a small nod and Vexen ignored them. Drixana glanced at Demyx who didn't seem to find the greeting all that unusual.

After eating, Demyx showed her around. Of course, the place was much too big for her to see everything in one day, still, it was nice to have a better idea of what was going on and know how to get where she needed to be. That evening, after dinner, Drixana stood and crossed the room, thinking she might take a shower or something before going to sleep. It was definitely very early to be doing so, but she could think of nothing else to do.

She was about half–way back to her room when a swirling portal of darkness opened in front of her. She jumped back, wondering what was going on. Her blue eyes narrowed as she waited to see who was coming. Green eyes were the first thing she noticed, and then the brilliant red hair. Axel stepped out of the portal, followed quickly by Demyx and then Roxas. The darkness faded away and the three Nobodies stood in front of her. She raised a fine black eyebrow. "Is there a problem?"

Roxas spoke. "We just can't imagine you'll be going to sleep already."

"Can't think of anything else to do." Drixana shrugged.

Axel smirked. "Well, then thinking's obviously not your strong point. No wonder you get along so well with Dem."

Demyx glared. Roxas laughed. A smile twitched at the edges of Drixana's mouth. "Well, what wonderful plans do you three have in store for me?"

Axel grinned rather mischievously. "Meet us in that common room that Demyx showed you with all the sofas and tables but no TV in ten minutes. I suggest you put some more clothes on."

With this, rather ominous, statement, he and the others turned and walked away. "Wait, what? What's going on?" she called after them. They ignored her.

Drixana sighed, but decided she might as well at least figure out what was going on. She reached into her pockets and pulled on her gloves before walking down the hallway that led to the room they had specified.

It took her a while to reach it, and she began wondering when she would learn to use portals. At last, she was in front of the door she needed. Cautiously, she reached out a gloved hand and placed it on the handle. She turned it, and found herself in the room that Axel had described. There were chairs and sofas all over the place, and several tables with chairs around them. At one of these tables sat Luxord. He was leaning back in the chair, his feet up on the table. His black coat lay draped over one of the couches and his gloves sat on top of them. His boots, too, sat on the ground next to his chair.

As Drixana closed the door, Luxord looked up at her. He motioned to the chair sitting across from him. She paused for a moment before walking across the room and dropping into the chair. She was about to ask what was going on when a portal opened near the doorway. Roxas stepped through it. It looked as though he was wearing two pairs of gloves and two scarves were draped over his neck.

By the time she had taken all this in, Demyx had appeared. He had a jacket on underneath his Org coat and he also wore two pairs of gloves. Axel entered the room a few seconds afterward, a baseball cap stuffed over his spiky red hair along with all his other Org gear.

Drixana watched as the three of them also took seats at the table and looked expectantly at Luxord. The man snapped and a deck of cards appeared in his hand. He pulled his feet off the table and the chair's front legs dropped onto the ground. He shuffled the deck a few times before handing it to Axel who shuffled once and began dealing.

Roxas turned to Drixana, who he was sitting next to, and said. "So, you know how to play poker?"

She nodded. "Kind of…"

"Well, this is a small variation on the game. I hope, for your sake, that you can play decently well, especially since it seems you haven't put on many more clothes."

Drixana raised an eyebrow. "This is all I have…" She pulled up her hand of cards and began surveying them. It was only when she started thinking of the best way to play the hand when it struck her. Strip poker. Well, she could always leave if things started to get ugly.