The blinding whiteness of the castle seemed to illuminate the entire world, giving even the dark downtown a little light. Music rung through the air, and along with it came yells of disapproval. A bored and annoyed guy left the castle, a sitar around his neck. "It's my day off, I should at least be able to play my favorite music." He complained, heading for a nearby café. "I'll take a caramel latte."

He sat down on a stool, waiting for his coffee to be made. Glancing across the bar, he saw a girl. He watched as she took another sip of her coffee, and pressed a few buttons on her iPod. "Here you go Demyx." The cashier said, recognizing him.

Rain started to pour down outside the café, and the girl looked up. Demyx flipped around, his Sitar swinging violently. The cashier looked around, puzzled. The girl stepped off her stool, leaving her iPod and coffee on the bar. "Nice Sitar." She said, examining the head of the instrument.

Demyx faced her, looking quite confused. He didn't have a heart, how would he attract a girl? She liked his Sitar? He took his Sitar off, and handed it to her. She accepted it, throwing it around her neck. Demyx watched as she played a few cords, this sparked his interest. "Who are you?" Demyx asked, quickly catching himself. "I mean, not to be rude, but girls-…I mean people don't usually come to The World That Never Was that often."

The girl handed the sitar back to him, her blue-green eyes staring at the floor. "I've come to see Xemnas, just thought I'd get a cup of coffee before signing my death sentence." She replied, rolling her eyes.

Demyx stood up, throwing some munny to the cashier. "What do you mean?"

The girl walked over to her spot at the bar, where she picked her iPod up. "I owe Xemnas something, he spared my life." She explained, sighing.

Demyx's eyes widened, since when did Xemnas spare lives? "Well just because he spared your life doesn't mean you owe him." Demyx said reassuringly, "he spares my life every day."

She chuckled, looking off into the abyss. The rain poured down harder, drowning out any noises. "Come on, I'll take you to him." Demyx offered, pulling an umbrella out of his cloak.

She nodded, looking up at him. "My name is Akako Usagi."