Author's Note: Raivyn is writing again and you can expect her to do so continually through winter break. Anyway, I'm not sure this chapter really goes anywhere... I guess you can tell me that by commenting. Anyways, please enjoy^^ I might have something else up in the next couple of days 'cause I really want this to get somewhere.

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Drixana

"The hell's that?" Drixana exclaimed, taking several steps backwards. It moved in a very odd manner, dipping and weaving. Its long legs and arms twisted and bent in ways that just shouldn't have been possible. Lights danced along the edges of its odd white suit of sorts.

Demyx laughed. "It's a Nobody, Drix."

"I'm a Nobody. I don't look like that." She stopped moving away now and examined the creature.

"You don't?"

She raised an eyebrow at him before turning back to look at the Nobody.

Demyx still smiled as he spoke. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. There are many different types of Nobodies. You and I are some of the strongest. This one is a Dusk, one of the weakest. Still, they're smarter and stronger than the average Heartless."

"Are they all this weird-looking?" she inquired.

The Melodious Nocturne considered, looking at it. "I suppose. I wonder what kind of world you come from, though, to be so surprised by it."

"Well I…" She paused, and found that memories of her old home felt rather far away. It wasn't a pleasant realization. She shook her head. "Um… In my world… There definitely weren't any of these."

Sea green eyes showed a bit of concern. "Are you alright?"

"I'm not supposed to be anything other than that, am I?" she asked.

Demyx shrugged. "Technically. It's all kinda confusing."

By now, the Dusk had wandered off. They never seemed to linger in one place for very long unless they had something specific to do. Some of the other Nobodies would merely sit and do nothing but Dusks liked to walk. Drixana's eyes followed it for a moment before she turned forward again.

"So are there lots of Dusks in the castle?"

"You could say so. They keep to themselves mostly. Sometimes the others will follow you around if you don't do anything to stop them. They leave if you tell them to, though."

"Somehow, I'm not sure I'd enjoy their company all that much."

Demyx sighed, an odd expression flitting across his face. "It's better than nothing, sometimes." There was something under his voice.

Drixana looked at him. "Are you alright, Demyx?"

"What else am I supposed to be, with no heart?"

Number XIV shook her head. "Sometimes…" She wasn't sure how to put it into words. Sometimes, she could almost swear that a few feelings lingered. Unfortunately, they were usually negative feelings.

For a moment, the two Nobodies stood without talking. Then Drixana's stomach rumbled. Their eyes met for a second before they burst out laughing. "Let's go get something to eat."

Number XIV summoned up a portal and they stepped through into the kitchen. Demyx crossed to the freezer and began digging around, looking for a satisfactory frozen dinner.

"Actually," Drixana said thoughtfully, "I kinda feel like cooking something."

"You can cook?" Demyx asked. He looked down at the box of frozen beef ravioli he was on the verge of opening, then tossed it back into the freezer and closed the door. "I guess I'll just try some of whatever you make, if that's alright with you."

"Great, you can help some." Drixana opened the refrigerator and began examining its contents. "Hm… How does stir-fry sound?"

Demyx hovered over her shoulder. "Sounds great."

She began pulling out vegetables and handing them to him. "Here, go wash these."

Soon, Drixana was working on slicing up all the vegetables. Demyx had said immediately that he would probably hurt himself if he tried to use a knife. "I'm glad my weapon isn't really something you can hurt yourself with or I would have impaled myself on it a while back," he had commented.

So now he sat on the counter and chatted with Drixana as she worked. "You know," he said, "I can't say I've spent this much time with anyone for a really long time."

Drixana glanced up from her growing pile of sliced bell peppers. "Really?"

Demyx shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe it's because everyone else is always doing something or has someone else they prefer hanging out with."

"Oh," Drixana said. "I'm sorry to hear that."

"Well… I dunno. I guess that's just kinda how things are."

Drixana looked switched now to chopping carrots. "You seem like the kind of person who likes to be around people."

"Yeah," Demyx laughed a little. "That's certainly me." He paused gathering his thoughts. "I guess I am around people a lot. What I mean is that I haven't really just spent a day with one person in forever. Usually I hang out with different people or in groups or something. I used to hang out with Axel a lot but since Roxas joined…" He sighed.

XIV frowned. "That sucks."

"Yeah, well, it could be worse. I both love and loathe the fact that he's straight. Well, you know, as much as I can love or loathe anything."

Drixana laughed. "I'm sorry Demyx. That can't be any fun, liking someone you can never have."

"Well," Demyx said, "It's like I said, it could be worse. He and Roxas are just best friends so I don't feel quite as bad as I might have otherwise."

Drixana set her knife down and picked up the cutting board she had been using. She walked over to the stove and dumped all the vegetables into a pan. They sizzled and hissed as they hit the warm oil that she had been heating. "Well," she said as she stirred the vegetables around, "I'm not sure what to tell you, Demyx."

The Nocturne shrugged. "I don't think there's anything to tell me, Drixana."

For a while there was only the sound of cooking. Then, Drixana said, "Actually, I do have something to tell you."

Demyx looked curious. He was. "And what's that."

"Go look in the fridge and see if there's any leftover rice. If you find some throw it in the microwave."

Number IX laughed. "Okay, I'll do that."