(The song "500 Miles I'm Gonna Be" doesn't belong to me. Neither do the characters.)
Good morning, Axel.
That's redundant.
Why?
You say "good morning" when you wake up. We're still sleeping.
Oh.
Moron.
Shut up!
I'm so happy! Things are progressing faster than I thought! Saix has a heart already. He learned the emotion "trust". Now I can move on to target numba TWO! And three and four. Gotta multi-task when you're on a deadline.
Who are your next victims?
Well… should I tell you? I guess it wouldn't hurt.
Demyx, Xigbar, …
Vexen.
HOW THE HELL COULD VEXEN EVER FEEL?
Be quiet!
"Hello!" Xigbar called, looking out over the canyons. His surfer attitude voice echoed in the maw, but no one answered. Sighing annoyed, Xigbar moved on, hands in his pockets as he looked for the blonde mullet known as Demyx.
Sauntering down the silver hill, Xigbar began humming a random tune as he looked around for the boy.
His tune became a song.
"And I would walk 500 miles and I would walk 500 more, just to be the man who walked 1000 miles and fell down at your door, dududundun, dududundun…" He sang quietly. Scanning the crystal fissure, he continued on. When he heard raised voices ahead, Xigbar ceased singing, his ears perking, as someone let out a yelp.
Speeding ahead, Xigbar came out into the maw, rushing to the Dark Depths.
The sight that good ole Xiggy saw when he came to the Dark Depths was astonishing.
Demyx was spread on the ground, sitting up on his elbows, scared out of his mind. He was slowly but surely backing towards the wall as the sound of boots clicking on the ground broke the silence.
A tall man raised his enormous sword to slice Demyx in half, and the boy screamed as it came down. At just the right moment, Xigbar raised his gun, aimed, and fired. He knocked the sword away by an inch, ceasing its movement. The silver haired man glanced over to Xigbar as Demyx gasped happily, scrambling to his feet by the Freeshooter.
"Xigbar, this guy's a freak, I just walked by him, and he attacked me!" Demyx muttered, summoning his sitar.
"Who are you, old man?" Xiggy asked. A chuckle echoed from beneath the man's hair, which hid his face.
"I am no 'old man' for certain." He muttered venomously, his eyes rising as poisonous beacons of green light, burning away at the core. Even Xigbar had to shiver, but he covered it well. Demyx wasn't so well off.
"What's you're problem!" Demyx shouted, shaken. The man's eyes flashed, and in an instant, he was upon him, clutching his throat, and pressing him into the back wall.
"Problem?" He spat dangerously. "My problem pertains to a certain filth who seems to be blinded by his own moronic tendencies." Demyx blinked, choking back tears as he was suffocated. Also, he blinked in confusion; that sentence had had a lot of big words.
Xigbar rushed up to the man, a foreign feeling rushing through his veins that he could not explain, determined to protect his ally at all costs.
No… he wanted to protect his friend.
The emotion "compassion" has begun to grow.
The man flicked his sword, which was in his other hand, and Xigbar was sent flying back, preparing himself for crashing into the wall. He did, and grunted as he slid to the ground. The man tossed Demyx aside, who hit his head against the ground, and rolled on it, confused and in pain. He strode up to Xigbar, raising his immense sword, thrusting it forward to pierce the Freeshooter's chest.
Xigbar raised his gun, but he knew it would be too late. But he wouldn't go down without a fight.
Just when the sword was about to pierce Xigbar's heart, he shut his eyes, unable to bring himself to pull the trigger as he pondered.
Just got my life back and here I go, throwing it away for someone I wouldn't even have given a second glance to before. Perhaps earning a heart was futile? Suicidal? Not worth it?...
Naw. Screw this. I wanted a heart, and I got one. Exit, stage right. Goodnight, World. I'm outta here.
The sword was inches away from his chest.
After a few seconds, Xigbar was still waiting for impact. Come on! What was taking so long? Was he prolonging the pain?
Xigbar opened his eyes to an amazing sight.
Xemnas was standing to the right of Xigbar, his right leg stretched over Xigbar's legs, his left hand beside Xigbar's head, and his other hand clutching the man's sword, blood trailing down the blade and falling on Xemnas' leg. The sword was shaking in his hand as reddish-gold eyes full of cold malice fought against green hues of malicious intent.
"Xemnas?" Xigbar whispered in awe, really confused, and really great.
"Lord Xemnas!" Demyx cried, trying to stand, but in vain. His head was spinning.
"Stay down, number nine." Xemnas demanded with cold fury. Demyx was grinning madly, and didn't even say anything, just sat right back down and didn't try to stand again.
"Who are you?" The man muttered, pushing his sword up. The sword moved a little in Xemnas' hand, but he held it firm. Still, more blood came from his glove and he winced slightly, eyes still cold.
"I am not your concern, but these two just happen to be of mine." He murmured, venom seeping in every breath. The other man grinned maliciously.
In one swift motion, he swung his sword to the side, sweeping the rock above Xigbar's head, coming out of Xemnas' hand and trailing blood behind it in an elegant rain.
Xemnas stood tall, not even glancing at his hand as he let it fall. Xigbar jumped to his feet, and raced over to Demyx.
"Kid? You alright, kid?" Xigbar asked. Demyx groaned, and then laughed.
"Never felt better." He murmured, grinning, still unable to see normally. It looked like three of Xigbar's six eyes had eye patches.
"Two, take nine home."
Xigbar's eyes grew wide.
"Home?" Xemnas realized the finality of what he said. Shaking his head, the now ever familiar words" What's happening to me?" coming back into his mind, he muttered angrily.
"Take him away, now, Xigbar." He commanded. Xigbar nodded, standing with Demyx's arm draped around his shoulders.
"Unnecessary." The green eyed man chuckled. "For now I make my leave."
And with that, he was gone.
"What were you even doing out there?" Xigbar asked, complaining.
"I was looking for the marshmallow men." Demyx replied seriously. Xigbar laughed, pulling Demyx up on his shoulder, shaking his head.
"I'm serious!" Demyx said. "They're a type of heartless Yuffie told me about that give you free marshmallows if you catch 'em."
"I bet." He stifled another laugh.
"It's true!"
Behind the two, Xemnas strode, proud in his step. For some reason, today brought him satisfaction. Usually, he was bogged down with questions, wondering what was happening, why was he changing, but today he refused to brood. With a smirk on his lips, he followed his subordinates out of the Crystal Fissure towards the castle.
I can't believe it.
You've said that five times, Axel.
I can't fricken believe it, what the hell was that?
I believe that is what is called "fighting". It occurs when…
You dumbass! You know what I mean.
I know. And it's sweet, isn't it?
What?
Even Xemnas will grow a heart.
Demyx: The emotion "brave" has begun to grow.
Xigbar: The emotion "compassion" has begun to grow.
Xemnas: The emotion is unknown, but it is growing.
"It was so awesome!" Demyx cried, sitting in Merlin's house holding an ice pack to his head. "That dude was so freaky, but Xemnas stood him up like that!"
Sora grinned, laughing at Demyx's estatic behavior with the others. As the others continued laughing, Sora took the chance to look back to the corner of the room.
Cloud was standing, brooding in the corner, arms crossed, eyes to the ground, deep in thought. He looked troubled. A few people passed through Sora's line of sight, but when he could see Cloud again, Aerith was standing next to him, offering him a cup of hot coffee. It was cold out, so coffee and cocoa had been made. With a sigh, Cloud nodded and took the beverage, taking a sip before staring into its depths lifelessly.
Sora smiled sadly, looking back to the goof off Demyx.
Leon stood outside, smoking. The moonlit, cold night shone down beautifully, and Leon's hot breath could be seen with the smoke. Sighing contently, Leon heard the door open, heard everyone inside, and then heard it shut as boots clicked against the ground and came up next to him.
"Cloud." Leon stated the obvious. The blonde nodded, sipping his coffee, sighing after.
Leon looked up to the stars again, taking a drag of the cigarette.
"What do you think is happening?" Cloud asked. Leon looked over to his enigmatic friend glancing him over.
"Inside? I think the children are acting like hyper freaks, the wizard is trying to remain sane, and Cid has referred to booze and groping Larxene to give his life any meaning." Cloud chuckled, shaking his head, crossing his arms with the coffee in one hand.
"You remembered her name." Cloud muttered, looking down. Leon blinked, and let his cigarette fall instead of bringing it to his mouth like he was about to.
"What?" Cloud chuckled again.
"So terribly obvious it's painfully hard to see. They have changed us. You remembered her name; she was important enough to you to earn a spot in your memory. The others have, too. They have truly become a part of the team this past week."
"Even when Saix blew up this morning?" Leon murmured, taking his cigarette again. Cloud nodded.
"Even then. But he had every right, I suppose. Confusion… leads to frustration… leads to anger… leads to hate."
"You would know. We would know." Leon chuckled into his cigarette, smiling as the smoke cloud formed.
Cloud looked over his shoulder slightly, smiling lightly to his friend.
"He fought my darkness. And he won. Will I win myself?" Leon sighed, smiling, as if the answer was obvious.
"He will win when you do not and when you win he will not." Leon spoke. Cloud sighed contently, chuckling.
"I hate you."
"Sora, you moron!" Yuffie growled angrily. Sora cried, clutching his head where the ninja had hit him.
"Hey!" Yuffie glowered at the little boy.
"Be quiet, young man! You've done some bag stuff, but this takes the cake!" Sora cocked his brow in confusion, Demyx cocked it in amusement, and Riku just smirked.
Behind Yuffie Aerith was pushing a blushing Kairi through the crowd.
"We've been dancing all night, and you have danced with your girlfriend once!" Yuffie grinned evilly. Sora began panicking, sweating, and tried to back away. Looking up, he saw that Xigbar had him trapped, and he was grinning, too. Looking to Roxas for help, the poor boy got none.
Roxas was dancing anyway.
"Somebody?" Sora asked desperately.
"I shall help you!" Luxord cried, standing from the table and setting his card hand down.
"You will?" Sora gasped. Xigbar rolled his eyes playfully. Luxord smirked.
"I'll help you to the dance floor."
Sora's smile crumbled.
Poor, poor, dense Sora. Hasn't danced with his girl once! Yes, this is a SoraxKairi and a RoxasxNamine. It will also be a Leonx? (You'll see!) a CloudxAerith, a Tifax? (You'll see!), and the rest will be either oc's or:
A relationship that's never happened. Like…
YuffieLuxord.
A gambler and a thief. Odd combination, huh? Review and tell me what you think, and I might change the relationships!