I opened my eyes to see an all too familiar ceiling, bathed in blue due to the curse of what some would call a moon. Despite the fact that i've been in bed for two days, I still feel "sore" as well as the fact that I have nothing to hide from the once dormant memories. Sleep is such a fragile thing, one minute it beckons you, the next it eludes you. Like a game of cat and mouse. "Perhaps I should get some air..." A light sigh escaped my lips as I rolled out of bed. I had changed and sat down on the bed to place my boots on, my leg still bruised from the fiasco a few days before. Of course, the peace never lasts long. Right about the time I finished sliding the one boot on IX busts in. No personal space with him.

"Zexion! Have you seen Roxy?" Nicknames. With the nicknames.

"You mean XIII?"

"Yes! I wanted to go to Atlantica with him, hey!" Oh no. I heard the lightbulb go off on that one. "You should come with us! You look like you need to take a break from all that paper work."

"I really don't think I'd be able to take a break IX." I almost wanted to flop back into my bed right then.

I heard a faint knock on the already open door (at least he knocked). "May I come in..?"

"Yes you may XIII, in fact IX was just looking for you." The boy has his moments.

"Oh, really? Well we can go to Atlantica now."

"Roxy! I want to take Zexy with us, but he doesn't want to go..." Ugh, the nicknames. And now he's pouting. Redeem yourself XIII. Do not look at him.

"I... I uh... I don't know. Zexion's probably busy Demyx."

"There's... quite the commotion going on in here." Well. I guess it's invade the slightly ill Schemer's room time. "Nine, Thirteen please go off and do whatever it is you do in your spare time."

After they skittered off to Atlantica (most likely), Seven had closed the door. "Thank you."

"A nice handful of sunshine and rainbows is not needed right now."

"I agree, I was just going to go for a stroll though."

He looked at me with "worry" and then sighed. "Are you sure you're fine to do that?"

"Yes." I deftly slid my other boot on and got up, looking him in the eyes. "I think I know the limits of my own well being."

"Off to anywhere in particular?"

"No." With that I was "free" so to say. I made my way to the city (which has no residents). It had an eerie calm to it. The darkness aided in it. Perhaps the dark only helped to quell my ever constant flow of thoughts since I had control over it. Not like a heartless, whom was entirely darkness (they are what is left of the heart). I was like a hybrid of both "breeds". I had an affinity to the dark as well as my own element, yet I retain my "human" shell... The reason we have a set uniform is because the cloaks themselves are made to protect from the darkness (which in most cases would burn the "skin" of the nobody through long exposure). In my case, I could walk around with very little to protect me and I would not receive the burns, and from what I've seen they are quite the pain to deal with. The rain wasn't present for once. Leaving the city in silence. Leaving me to my thoughts. The pale fluorescent lights leaving a tint on my steel blue hair as I walked pass. Kingdom Hearts, the false deity that we thought to be our salvation... How would it even come to "fall"? Would corrupting it do anything? For that we'd need the power of a keyblade... I nodded my head, escaping my thoughts for the time being as I ran into on of the local "stores" for cover from the squall. At this point my cloak had become soaked. Lovely. I sat down on one of the stools, looking at the barren "store". Why build a town if no one lived here? Hell, had anyone lived here before? The place was in impeccable condition. It looked to be a coffee shop, from what I could see. I ran my fingers through my hair. What have I done...? I've opened the gates of hell and have almost no inkling on how to stop it. To my fortune the place was warm, due to a fresh fire in the firepla- wait. I turned around to see well, the remnants of people. All of them "retained" a human form. Yet they weren't a nobody or a heartless. They seemed to be in a world all their own, serving physical drinks (which made them all the more interesting to me) and going through the motions. I summoned my lexicon and wrote this all down immediately (for this may be something worthy of looking into some more later). This shop reminded me vaguely of Traverse Town's markets. I just watched them, for a few hours (I had lost track of time, so it may have been longer). These remnants had human forms to them, yet they were transparent and had the scent of darkness. Yet there was more, I knew this was only the first layer of it. I had gotten a bearing of what time it was roughly and realized that I would be late for "dinner". (One imposes us to eat, says it's good for us. I don't eat anything, I see no need to.) Food is like potions and elixirs in a way, they have some benefits but nothing major. I dare say I made it back to the castle in record time.

"Zexion! I've been looking for you everywhere!" Seven nearly tackled me into a wall, he looked "relieved" to see me.

"Is something going on?"

"Yes."

"The Superior has decided we must undergo training to test our skills." Just the word made me shudder.

"What? When?"

"Yes... and we will start tomorrow." Individual Skill? This has never happened before. Perhaps it has something to do with those papers he has. I closed my eyes, great another migraine. Then again, running is no walk in the park for me.

"I'm in no condition for it..."

"He's testing us individually, alone." He started to pace in the middle of the hallway.

"Why that makes absolutely no sense."

"Yes... But why? It doesn't make any sense, this has never happened before."

"He's up to something. I don't like it Sai'x. I don't like it at all." This bothers me. Talk of returning hearts, "training", testing an individual's skills. It's all for desire.

I closed my eyes and leaned up against the wall. The thoughts making me feel ill... I slid down in slowly. "...Zexion...?"

"Yes?"

"Are you alright? Did you push yourself to far?"

"No, I'm just over-thinking things." Wait. That's not right. "I mean... I..." I shook my head.

"...Zexion." I heard the "worried" tone in his voice.

"I don't even know what I was going to say anymore..." I opened my eyes again.

Sai'x let out a sigh. "...This is bad... this is very, very bad."

"I have to do something about this Sai'x..."

"We have to. You can't do this alone. Not like this Zexion..." Seven sat down next to me and placed his hand on my shoulder. We sat there like that for a long time, weary of the future...

A/N:

Welp. I'll just update this every once in a while. Because scheduling things is not working out too well for me.
I've been in a bit of a lull as to how to continue. OTL
I'll get there.
Slowly but surely.
So how about those hybrid Heartless/Nobody things I put in the for sake of possible use later?