Everything Black

30 Drabbles of Xion/Vanitas

Written by: Karma's Slave

Disclaimer: These are only written for entertainment, I do not own any part of the Kingdom Hearts franchise.

Theme: Unexpected

Takes place during KH3 slightly AU-ish.

Note: this was actually inspired by a fan art of Young Xehanort of holding Xion ragdoll like.

Vanitas knew he hated old man Xehanort for many reasons, separating him from his true self. The pain that Vanitas would always feel every time an unversed was destroyed and now being one of the old bastard's vessels. However Vanitas didn't think he could hate the younger version of Xehanort even more than the old bastard himself and that was saying something.

Vanitas currently hating how weak he was still feeling though his strength was returning slowly which was not good enough, especially if he was going to…he couldn't say it. It was just so against very his nature or rather was it too much like his old nature?

Just like Ventus, Vanitas also had trouble remembering the past, and what he had done in those old days. Not that he'd ever admit out loud nor would have Xehanort cared anyway, even if Vanitas had said something; since all he wanted was the X-Blade out of Ventus and him.

Truly it was all hazy for Vanitas but he recalled that version of Ventus when they were still one in the same. Ven had lost some one he…Damn he couldn't say that either But Ventus been sad about it for the longest time until he lost even more of his memory and well his own natural darkness!

Vaguely Vanitas could recall her though he used to ponder if Ventus could as well. But Ventus and he were so different from each other now. Vanitas didn't feel that emotional pull to Ven's…friend? Like his 'brother' did.

However a certain replica he had encountered within Sora, thanks to his connection with Ventus. Caused strange reactions out of him and Vanitas didn't like it one bit.

His golden eyes drifting onto the table where her body was resting.

Xion still hadn't woken as her essence was only put into this new body days ago.

Vanitas hadn't left Xion's body alone since that incident, he didn't like the way that younger bastard was staring at it…her. At her. And then come to find said bastard alone with her body

How that bastard simply took Xion into his arms as if she was prize his for the taking and that certainly pissed Vanitas off. Especially as he had to watch the younger Xehanort playing with her as if she were a rag doll.

Something inside of him a voice he would try to bury deep down would tell him not to leave her side. He wanted to ignore that voice but he found himself giving into that voice's wish.

"Oh god!" That idiot really was starting to affect him. This did not do well for Vanitas and Xehanort's plan for him. Though if it meant if it meant screwing with Xehanort then Vanitas would count it was an added bonus in the grand scheme of things as far as his fate goes.

Oh wait

"She has a flower name too." He said out loud to himself as the small realization distracted him.

End.