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Theme this chapter is foreign. Demyx has changed a lot in the Organization and the entrance of a new member and the briefing for his first real missions seems strange to him and he's not quite used to it all.

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Theme #27 Foreign

It was the sound of something hard banging on his door that woke Demyx up, outside he heard someone tap their foot impatiently against the tile. It was just another morning in the Organization he supposed, thinking nothing out of the ordinary. It more than likely was Vexen complaining about how his missed his lesson last night or perhaps it was Axel, who he promised to join in the upper levels of the Hall of Empty Memories (to try and hit whatever passed below with a fury of fire and water balls). But once again the person hit his door, the sound making its way to Demyx's ears even though he had his pillow pulled over them.

"Damn it Number Nine, get up!" It was Vexen, just as he thought. There was no way Demyx could ignore the blonde scientist's order, even though he regretted having to leave the warm confines of his blankets. So with a groan he sat up and stretched his tired body until everything popped comfortably into place, then made his way to his door.

"Yeah?" He asked sleepily, pressing the button on the mini console on the door's right side that opened the door. The door slide open to revel Vexen, the blonde was still in his cloak and Demyx could only guess that the man had pulled another all-nighter; how he did it Demyx had no idea.

Vexen couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the clothes the neophyte was wearing; apparently he was still borrowing clothes from Number Eight's closet. His shirt was much too long and the sleep pants gathered around his ankles with the draw-string pulled as tight as it could be pulled. He pulled his gaze away from the teen's wardrobe, as stupid as it was, to tell him just what his reason for being here was.

"Our Superior had sent a dusk for you nearly an hour ago and I find it here sitting outside your door. Truly useless things really, apparently can't even do the simplest tasks correctly." He frowned, as he indicated to the dusk standing next to Demyx's door. He snapped his fingers to send the creature away, to do whatever dusks did when not in the service of the higher ranking nobodies. "You remember that Numbers Three was assigned a recon mission correct? To investigate the possible occurrence of a rather strong heart?"

Demyx nodded, for he remembered Xigbar ranting about it nearly a month ago. Xaldin was 'thrilled' to actually have free time now that Axel's training was completed, much to everyone's relief, but no sooner had he come off training duty he was assigned recon. "Yeah, Xaldin wasn't too happy about it…" He mumbled his reply, bringing up a hand to run his fingers through his knotted hair.

"That's not the point, but I'm relieved you have enough brain cells to remember Number Nine." Vexen quipped, "Everyone's presence is required in the meeting hall, there you will be introduced to Number Ten and then assigned your first mission outside your training." The blonde Nobody explained, waving his hand.

"There's a new member? AWESOME!" Demyx exclaimed as Vexen's emerald eyes went wide. The door closed right in the Academic's face as the teen ran off to pile on his clothes.

He picked up some clothes off the floor and sniffed at them, soon deciding that they smelt clean enough, and put them on. He found his cloak in-between the wall and his bed where it must have slid to during the night and threw it over his shoulder to be put on later as he rummaged around for his boots which he soon located underneath the pair of pants he was wearing yesterday.

And then, after he was completely dressed aside from his cloak which he was planning on putting on as he made his way through a darkness corridor, he summoned up an entrance to the corridors which he had just recently mastered and made his way to the north wing of the castle. He came out right where he wanted to, in his throne in the meeting room…Or at least he thought it was his throne.

"Number Nine, what do you think you're doing?" He heard Xemnas' voice ask of him. Behind he felt a slight tapping on his shoulder and he turned to see the face of Number Two.

"I think you got the wrong seat kiddo." The Freeshooter smiled, it wasn't that big of deal to him Demyx was still learning how to travel like this and even Xigbar had to admit he had made a few mistakes with it before.

Demyx felt his face grow hot and just nodded. He was sitting in Xigbar's lap and all the eyes of the Organization were on him; oh how he could feel them as if something was burning through his very skin. "O-oh…Sorry, Number Two. It…Won't happen again." He squeaked out then quickly called another portal to drop him where his real set was.

"Well then, do all you blokes swing that way?" There came the refined voice of a male sitting in the seat across from Demyx. Just who it was the dirty blond could only guess as him being the newest member, unless Zexion was playing a joke on him. And Zexion almost NEVER joked around.

"No Number Ten, Number Nine is just an idiot." Saïx's feral voice came from his seat just below the Superior.

Demyx turned his head to look up at the Diviner who was leaning against the left armrest, with a sleepy look on his face. The Nocturne also noticed at how weird of an angle he was holding his body as if it was paining him just to stay seated for too long. But then the dirty blonde was pulled away from his thoughts by the booming voice of the Superior.

"Good for you to finally join us Number Nine, although from now on I suggest you memorize where your seat is if you plan on navigating the Corridors to get to it." Xemnas addressed the teen, before turning his attention to the entire Organization. "Yes, it pleases me to see our fine Organization increase in size. So much in fact that it compels me to tell you all my plan for the future."

'His plan for the future', that was all it took to gain the attention of everyone in the room. Even Axel, who was busy mouthing words to Demyx, automatically stopped and turned in his seat to stare up at head Nobody, Saïx glanced up wistfully at the man as he adjusted his body in his throne to see over the man's armrest, Zexion slightly moved the hair out of his other eye as he nervously awaited his Superior's words, Xaldin and Xigbar froze in their seats, and both the mysterious Number Ten and Lexaeus pulled their attention away from twiddling their thumbs to gaze up in Xemnas' direction.

Demyx just sighed and looked up the man, great just another speech that would bore him to death, make Xigbar irritated for once again the man had already decided something without everyone's consent or something along those line. Whatever it was Demyx was sure it wouldn't end well.

About half way through Xemnas' speech about hearts, heartless, people with hearts, people without hearts Demyx found himself on the very edge of sleep and he was pretty sure that if he did fall asleep he would somehow tumble out of his chair like Axel did that one time. He chuckled, damn that was funny. Good thing Xemnas didn't notice his sudden change in posture or the man would go into another rant…And that was something Demyx didn't, or ever would, want.

"And that concludes my plan. Well what do you all think?" Xemnas finished, trying to appear as though the entire plan relied on the approval of all the Nobodies.

Demyx was surprised to see Saïx with his eyes closed curled up in his throne when he glanced over at Xemnas. Apparently the man did not notice or care for he continued answering everyone's questions, so Demyx decided to ask one of his own. It seemed as though everyone knew about the new member, so he must has missed the intro.

Xigbar noticed Demyx's hand shoot up in the air, no one expected the kid to listen let alone ask questions about it. Especially after his entrance, which Xigbar had to admit was pretty funny.

"…Yes Number Nine?" Xemnas asked, he too didn't ever expect the youth to pay attention. It was just something that the young neophyte barely seemed to do.

"Who's the new guy?" Demyx asked softly, preparing for his Superior to yell at him for asking such a non-important question.

Xemnas rolled his eyes, of course the blonde had missed the introduction. He supposed it was only natural for the youth to wonder. "That, Number Nine is Number Ten. Luxord."

"Oh…okay." Demyx smiled, his question finally answered. Now if only Xemnas would dismiss them…

Xemnas looked around the room at all the Nobodies gathered in the room, "Well I suppose you're all dismissed. But Number Nine, I have something I wish to talk to you about."

Demyx gulped, Xemnas wanting to speak with him was never good especially since half the time it involved the tan man threatening the dirty blonde with the prospects of becoming a dusk. "Yes Sir." He responded as everyone went off to return to their daily duties.

"Number Seven…Perhaps you should go back to bed. You should be in top form with the next mission I'm to assign to you." Xemnas directed his gaze to the Diviner who had just woken up.

Demyx watched as the wolf-like Nobody nodded his head and summoned up a darkness corridor where to, more than likely to Xemnas' own bed chambers if what Xigbar had told the blonde youth was true.

"Um, Sir. What do you want to talk to me about..?" Demyx asked, peering up at his Superior.

"I have decided to send you on a group mission with Numbers Two and Seven. I trust that you're more than prepared for your first real outing." Xemnas told him, leaning on the left armrest of his throne. "I expect that you've trained your skill to some degree, if not learnt to control it completely. Your power will prove quite useful in this mission, if you're smart enough to understand why."

"Sir…I don't understand."

"You'll see when you reach the world. You might find when you get there that Number Four would have been a better choice, but for the type of work you're assigned to the Academic would be poorly suited. Do not worry for Number Seven will guide both you and Number Two through this world as he has been there before." Xemnas continued, "You're expected to be ready at 6 pm tonight, at that time you will meet Number Seven outside his chamber and then equip yourself in the labs before meeting Number Two outside the castle. Understood?"

"Yes Sir…I'll do my best…But what, may I ask, is all this about?"

"Study requirements, nothing more." Xemnas told him nonchalantly, waving him off.

But the neophyte could tell it was more than that, that the man wasn't telling him to whole story. It was never expected that the man would. Perhaps Xigbar would know more about it and Demyx would never find himself asking Number Seven about it. And what was this 'equipment' for? No one else ever had to equip before they left on a mission. Demyx knew the procedure before missions and 'equipping' wasn't a part of it. Just what was he supposed to go down there to get anyways?!

"Sir, I--"

"That is all Number Nine, you're dismissed." Xemnas cut him off, waving his hand once more; a signal for the Nobody to leave.

Demyx gulped and nodded, the prospects of being teamed with Number Seven was unsettling enough and now he was off to figure out just what Xemnas wants the threesome to do. He decided his first order of business is to question Zexion for the Schemer always seemed to know what was going on.

And so he headed into the lower labs in search for Number Six, having no idea on what he might walk in on…

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