Melo (my nickname): Hello everyone! Tis me again! I'm writing another character/reader story. This one is with a certain organization XIII member. (Hears tons of fangirls scream) Please review!

Roses are Red, Violets are blue

As much as I love the organization I don't own so please don't sue

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A Nobodies Lullaby

"You know (your name) if you like this guy so much, why don't you just tell him."

You were walking through Twilight Town, in a lonely dark alley, with one of your best friends. For a couple of months now, you had seen a young boy, maybe around 16-18, around the town and in your eyes he was absolutely gorgeous. He hung out with some other people that looked his age, but they never really noticed anyone in the town. You wanted to talk to him, if only just once, but he was always apart of the trio, you never saw him alone.

You sighed at your friend, "I would but I don't even know him! He doesn't ever hang around anyone but his little gang and to top it off, he doesn't even notice that I'm there!"

You couldn't really name the emotion you were feeling right now. You were angry, sad, frustrated, depressed, and jealous all at the same time. You wanted to be apart of that crowd and you never would. For some reason, you felt it was impossible to be apart of his life.

Your friend, now frustrated with you, almost yelled, "When have you ever been afraid to talk to people? If he's your special someone then why don't you just talk?!"

You glared at them, "Well excuse me for having trouble all of a sudden! I mean, if this was YOUR special someone you would be having a panic attack by now!!"

One thing was for sure, you'd been talking about this guy as your special someone for some time now and your friend always listened. Why they were being aggressive all of a sudden wasn't your fault at all. Or so you kept telling yourself.

For a second you thought they were going to slap you, "Fine! I give up! If you don't want my advice than just deal with your little problem alone!" They ran up ahead of you, "And you can just find your own way home!!"

They disappeared and you panicked, "Wait!! I'm still not used to the alley! I'll get lost! Come back!"

It was too late. They were gone.

Oh crap…you thought to yourself. Now I'm in an alley, in a place I hardly know how to get around, and I'm alone. Could things possible get any worse?

Trash cans toppled over behind you. You swiftly turned around and saw nothing. The old saying, Things could always be worse, played in your head. You heard a meow and a tail flicker in a street light.

You sighed, trying to calm your heart, "It's only a cat." Turning back around you looked in the direction your friend ran off, "Let's see…. If I take a right after going straight ahead for a while, I should be back by the shop…. Shouldn't I?"

You walked down the wet and dirty alley, trying to make as least noise as possible. You could only hear the splatter of water your feet made as you stepped in puddle after puddle.

"How did all this water get here? It hasn't rained in a couple of days?" You spoke to yourself, "Or is this just how the alley is?"

You made your right turn and walked a couple of steps. Dead end. You pulled at some of your hairs, "Oh c'mon! I could've sworn this was the way home!"

There were splashes of water behind you and quick movements. You spun around to see nothing again. Your heart pounding in your chest you tried to just shake it off, "Cats… it's only cats (your name). Relax. You're being paranoid."

Yellow eyes flickered and you flinched. Was it one of those heartless the townspeople had warned you about? No, it's just a cat. Yeah, it's a cat. No it isn't! You're going to die! This is it! Stop being paranoid! You are not dying!

You began to mentally fight with yourself, comments and decisions flying through your mind. More eyes began to fill the area, some of them even rising from the ground. You took a step back, eyes full of terror. You were paralyzed! You couldn't move and your body just wouldn't listen.

"Some…somebody….help…" You managed to squeak forth. You saw little black bodies and claws come towards you slowly.

You were backed up against the wall, "Somebody. Help me."

They kept coming forward, now at a faster pace seeing that you couldn't get away.

"Somebody! Help me!!" You yelled.

They were jumping at you and you dodged a couple of them as they were grabbing at your chest, trying to attack your heart. You pushed some of them off and got a couple of steps away before tripping again, some blood trickling down and out of your mouth. You crawled a couple of inches before they jumped you again. This time you couldn't get them off.

"SOMEBODY!!! ANYBODY!!! HELP ME!!!!!!!" Tears came pouring down your cheeks. You looked down at the water on the cement and thought that that was where the water had come from. Poor souls such as you had gotten lost in here and these beasts had gotten a hold of them. This wasn't rain water; it was tears of those you were lost to these monsters.

You couldn't scream anymore, nor could you struggle. This was it, this was the end. You pulled your hands up to your chest and covered your heart, trying to protect it. The claws of the heartless scratched at your hands trying to remove them, but you wouldn't budge.

"Somebody… Help me…" Were all the words you could muster.

You were about to give up when you heard the pitter patter of boots running towards you. Barely able to look up, you caught a glimpse of black cloaks. You heard screaming and shouting and screeches. The weight of the heartless vanished, but still, you had no energy. This was the end… and that boy… you would never meet him.

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-Unknown Place-

You awoke with a start. All you could see was white, everything glistened and shined. You blinked a couple of times. Was this heaven? It certainly looked like it, all white and shiny. But where were the angels? The trumpets? Heck, where were the clouds?

You sat up, once again, in a white bed, with white sheets. Looking around, you saw that you were alone. You looked behind you in case there was a picture or something to tell where you were. There was nothing. You sighed and was about to lay your head back down when you saw a symbol on the pillow. A lone black symbol that was odd shaped. You couldn't describe it.

Again you sighed and lay down with your arms behind you head. Maybe God just wasn't interested in you at the moment and this was like a personal waiting room. You were pretty sure you were dead.

Just then, the door opened. You sat up pretzel style and your heart almost jumped out of your chest, screamed, and died. Instead of an angel a being in a long black cloak and hood over their head walked towards you. This wasn't heaven it was hell!! You tried to scoot away, but you were backed up against a wall. Didn't this happen before your death? Why'd it have to happen again?

"Please, just if I'm going to die can't I die peacefully? Or be dead peacefully?"

The cloaked figure cocked its head to the side, "Dead?" He sounded young, too young to be the Grim Reaper, "You're not dead."

Your face portrayed shock, "I'm not?"

The figure shook his head, "Nope!"

"Oh…" Was all you could say. Then it dawned on you, "Wait… if you're not the Grim Reaper, then who are you?"

The figure laughed, "I'm definitely not the Grim Reaper. They say I'm way too nice!"

"They…?" You asked quietly. So there were more of them?

The figure removed his hood. You felt yourself go beat red, your heart suddenly was alive again and pounding in your chest, and your eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. It was HIM! That boy! But, what was he doing here? Not like it mattered now. You were alone….with HIM! You were pretty sure about then when you realized the situation, you went from red to pale white.

"I…I think I'm going to faint." You fell over off the bed.

He jumped up and caught you, "Whoa! H-Hey you ok?"

You looked into his eyes, those beautiful sea-green eyes. You were mesmerized by his looks.

You'd been staring for too long, "I-I'm sorry. I'm ok; just I'm lost and confused."

He helped you back up on the bed, "Its ok. I'm kinda like your care-giver for now. If it wasn't for Axel, Roxas and me, you probably would be a dusk." He laughed again.

Now you were definitely confused. Axel? Roxas? A dusk? What was he talking about?

He looked at your confused expression, "Oh, sorry. I forgot, you don't really know anyone here, and you probably don't know what a dusk is either?"

You shook your head no.

He smiled, "Well, that's ok. You probably will only know me for a while, maybe Axel and Roxas will pop their heads in here every once in a while. But you have to promise me something."

You blinked, "Um… ok…?"

He leaned in, you could feel his breath on your skin and his smile had dissolved and become a serious frown, "You can't leave this room. I'll get in serious trouble if anyone else finds you here and you definitely don't want them finding you. So, I'll give you a heads up if it's me. Ok?"

You nodded, "Ok."

His smile was back, "Alright!"

He held out his hand for yours, "So stranger, what's your name?"

You took it, "It's (your name)."

He smiled, "(Your name). I like it! It has a ring to it!"

"And yours?" You asked, trying to sound polite.

"Me?" His smile grew, "My name is Demyx."

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Tbc…

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MelodiousNocturneGirl: End of Chapter 1! I know it was kind of forward at the beginning, running into Demyx and all, but believe me, I've already written most of it (right now I'm just tweaking) and it works! It won't seem as forward, I promise you!