Hello everyone! This is my first story so I hope you like it. Also, I won't abandon it because I've already typed up the entire thing! XD So yay!

Pairing: Roxas/Namine…the rest are secrets

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing except my sanity…no wait…The FBI took that too…

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Locked away in her white abyss room; just like always. Namine was drawing. She was drawing from the confines of her own mind for her room had no windows. She had asked for a room with none; she didn't like the views it would have given her. Dark, unhopeful, disastrous, nothing.

She had no memories of her own before becoming a nobody, but yet she could mold and view others'. It took time to do damage or repairs, months, years; but only seconds to get into the latest, newest memories. The Organization had found her near their castle and took her in for observation. They had decided to keep her as their little pet when they learned of the powers she possesses. So in the endless white she stays, drawing endless amounts of pictures, and endlessly pondering her curious powers she has yet to understand.

KNOCK

Namine opened the door to reveal Vexen and Demyx. Great…more experiments. I love being a guinea pig. Namine thought. Bug as much as she hated the tests and Vexen, she was glad that Demyx was there. He was one of the most fun nobodies of all the Organization, which she had met. With him around everything became much less serious to her.

"Ok, I have monitored and recorded all of Demyx's actions for the last 48 hours," Vexen began, "Lets see what you can recover,"

Namine merely nodded slightly and began drawing. She was searching through Demyx, finding and drawing what she saw. This could take many hours sometimes; it would depend on the member.

A few hours and many papers later, Namine had reached her limit. She slowed her process then stopped completely. Her marble pure eyes reached Vexen and he finished up his notes.

"Very well, I shall return in three days, or the Superior will see you," He spoke promptly while collecting the pictures of Demyx's memories. Demyx grinned and waved goodbye, it was a test of strength for him to sit still and quiet for so long. Sometimes, at random increments, Vexen would have to hush the melodious nocturne because he would begin humming, singing, or fiddling with things around him.

The white angel was left to her white eternity, but she smiled, only once, in recollect of Demyx's childish sweet company. Namine then curled up into the soft blankets, tired from her long work. Pondering the workings of the strange members, not for the first time, as she drifted off into a deep slumber.

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"What have you found?" The man with the silver mullet questioned. Words echoed easily in the large white and silver throne room. With all members present, one could say the air itself regretted its path into the extravagant room.

"She managed to recover most of Demyx's memories from the last eleven hours. Leaving out a few of the events. She is making progress," An unattractive scientist answered his superior.

"Very good, keep her working. I will see her in three days; did you inform her of this?" The mullet man requested. Number IV only nodded.

Unknown to its reasons, something uncalled for stirred inside the youngest member at this subject…curiosity.

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As days passed, Namine kept busy by drawing. Drawing birds in cages, birds out of cages, things she wouldn't recognize and nobodies she did. Although a nobody, gears were turning in her head that no one else saw turn. She was planning, choosing, training. It hadn't taken her long to figure out a few things…One: These are the bad guys. Two: They need her for something otherwise they wouldn't be so compliant to her needs. And Three: If she learned to control and expand her powers without them knowing her strength, she could have an advantage. She was also observing who was in the Organization. She knew Xemnas, Demyx, Vexen, Luxord, and someone with bright red hair and emerald eyes; she wanted to meet him badly.

She wanted to draw him. He was so colorful and there was rarely color anywhere else. Although Namine herself preferred to wear white, everything else she thought should have color. It is how she saw things, she is the clean, white canvas, and everything else is waiting to be spotlighted. But for now, the white princess decided it was time to work.

Learning fast some of the extremities of her powers, Namine saw nearly 39 hours of Demyx's memories. Vexen didn't need to know that. Now she was going over his memories, redrawing some, thinking through others. Once she had some drawn out she was ready to practice.

The sketches were laid out in one row of four and one row of three in front of Namine. Hunched over, blonde hair blocking all peripheral vision; Namine focused on one sketch and one sketch only. It was of Demyx having breakfast. He had made waffles with maple syrup and a glass of water. The girl's attention was only on the glass of water. Seeing the vision of the memory play in her head like a movie, she paused to edit it. The glass disappeared. Letting the memory play again, energy drained from Namine's body and she crashed to the table in exhaustion. A smile resting on her light lips as she let the famine take over and her lead eyelids droop.

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