Ha, I'm on a roll with these!

Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts is not mine and neither are the characters.

I just enjoy writing about them.

I believe that Demyx and Xion might have had a few missions together off screen, so maybe he kinda liked her as a friend. But they weren't exactly close.

So, this chapter's about the relationship I think they might have shared.

Anyway, this is shortly AFTER Xion's death, so everyone's starting to forget about her. They never did mention just how the Organization forgot.


Xigbar stares at the chessboard, biting his lip in concentration as he very carefully moves his black

pawn up a space. Xaldin smirks, immediately capturing said pawn by deftly moving his knight to take that space. Xigbar glares at him violently.

"Okay, that's it! I'm gonna-" Xigbar starts to snarl when suddenly, Demyx, who was sitting on the couch besides them, lets out a mournful sight. Xigbar suddenly turns to him, immediately wondering what was wrong with the normally hyper and cheerful teenager. Xaldin on the other hand, keeps focusing on the game, having nothing better to do. Demyx just twiddles with his Arpeggio sitar, tweaking one of the pegs in what seemed like a sad way.

"Hey. What's up, Dem?" Xigbar asks, turning back to the chessboard, not really caring. Demyx sighs again, lying down on the couch and cradling the sitar to his chest sadly. He puts his gloved hand to his heart. Or at least, where he thought his heart was.

"Enough games, Number IX." Xaldin snaps angrily, swearing violently as Xigbar knocks over his white queen, giving him a cocky grin in exchange for taking the piece.

"… I miss her." He admits quietly, looking up at the white ceiling and sighing. Xigbar looks at him curiously.

"Who? What, Larxene? Forget about that witch. Heh, I already have." He chuckles, quickly flicking away another of Xaldin's pieces as he inches forward towards his King. But Demyx shakes his head no.

"No. Not her. The other girl, the one that left after Larxene. Don't cha remember her?" He says, sitting up and staring at his two comrades in confusion. This time, both Xaldin and Xigbar look up at him in confusion, wondering what the hell he was talking about.

"What on earth are you talking about?" Xaldin demands, glaring at the blonde in confusion. Demyx looks at them in horror.

"You know! The other girl in the Organization! Whatshername-… I… I can't remember." Demyx stammers out, staring at himself in shock. Xigbar raises an eyebrow, staring at him, too. Demyx had very few valuable qualities, one of which was a near-perfect memory. If he said that he remembered something, it was a 9 out 10 chance that he was right.

"Are you dreaming while awake again?" Xaldin asks irritably, snatching one of Xigbar's pawns and throwing it back into the game box. There were very few things to do in the Castle That Never Was and unfortunately, chess was one of them. One of the others, apparently, was to hallucinate women.

"I can't remember her! The memories are fading! Her name's…. her name's…" Demyx says in a panic, clutching at his head in pain. Xigbar and Xaldin look at each other, shrugging as Demyx bursts into tears, rocking himself gently on the edge of the couch.

Just when they're deciding to go get the Superior or at the very least, someone to smack some sense into him, Demyx suddenly stops and looks around in confusion.

"Why am I crying?" He asks, rubbing his mane of messy sandy hair in bewilderment. As he starts to get up, a single tear falls and splashes to the ground, in memory of the missing number.

'Good-bye, Xion.'