Author's Note 1: It's taking me forever to write this. D: I keep getting sidetracked. ; _ ; SORRY!

THE FEELS I AM GETTING ARE TREMENDOUS. My friend, KingdomKat, played Dream Drop Distance and told me every little detail. I was there for a good lot of it, but I kept guessing what would happen and made all these theories. ..They were right. TT A TT

I hope you get the hints. xD If not, they will all come together eventually. I have a plan!

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"Shut up!" "Make me, Pinkie!" "What is so wrong with the colour pink? I think it's lovely!" "You are the only one, dude."

I grunted and dug my head down into my pillow to attempt muffling out the sounds of the two idiots who would not stop arguing in the hallway. Suddenly I heard screaming and a yowl of triumph exploding massively. "Give her back!" It felt like little doves had been waiting to hear that voice, because suddenly they were set free from their cage and along with that same name.

"Sora!"

I was still sitting in my bed, sleep deprived from Demyx fighting with someone the whole night and the fact I hadn't taken my eyes off the locket and piece of parchment with the note inside. My eyes had started drooping moments earlier, but now they were wide and full of surprise. Why do I keep saying that? I shook my head. I didn't know a Sora.

I heard the sounds of a clash outside my room and I instinctively held up the covers to hide a majority of my face. I wasn't fearful, just... Well yeah I didn't really know what to do and so I thought a blanket may just protect me. I heard more screaming and the sounds of multiple unknown voices. "Where is she?" I heard the bellowing call of another name. "Erica!"

A noise as loud as a hammer and a swishing sounded at my door and I bolted upright out of bed. I flicked my wrist and there was my Keyblade. I hadn't really used it before, but I was aware of its strength. The door broke down in front of me and a young boy revealed himself before me.

His teeth were bared and his eyebrows furrowed as steam visibly rose from him. Tears stained his red cheeks and he, too had a Keyblade. He stepped forward as I stepped back. It was as if we were playing chess.

Then he unexpectedly held out a hand, swallowing down a look of awe. "Erica?" That voice. It's so familiar. I lowered my Keyblade and it disappeared just like that. I gazed at his hand for a moment and then leveled my eyes. His hair was brown and spiked in all sorts of directions, but it really fit him and it sort of just fell into place. He seemed friendly and didn't look like he wanted to fight. His eyebrows were knitted into an odd expression.

His eyes. I froze. "Sora!" I sounded like a broken record. A great relief swept over me for some unknown reason. I brought a hand up to my heart and walked closer to him, tears filling my eyes. The boy smiled widely and his cheeks flamed with happiness.

He lurched forward and hung limply off of me, making me tumble to the ground. At first I thought he was attacking me, but I realized it was a hug. My heart fluttered and my arms slowly lifted to hug him. He squeezed me tightly and giggled absently. "Oh Erica, you're safe!" He cried in between spurts of laughter and talking. "Carly, Riku and I were so worried!"

He let go of me and then put his hands on my shoulders to look at me as if I weren't really real. He shook his head in disbelief and then hugged me once again, swaying back and forth. "Remember that no matter what, you can always find what really matters..." Sora sat back on his knees with battling and footsteps in the background. He then proceeded to tap the little area by the center of my chest. "...right in there."

Then, I opened my eyes.

I adjusted numbly to the led lights on the ceiling. My arms were wide spread and the covers were scattered limply on my bed. I looked back to where the boy had hugged me. Was his name Sora? I simply sat up and got out of bed. "So it was a dream?" I looked to my door for assurance. Sure enough, it was in mint condition. Well as good as it could get.

I stared blankly at the walls in my room. Only then had I consciously noticed that the amount of pictures had increased. "Wh-what? Who keeps coming into my room?" There was a drawing taped to the mirror on my dresser. The colours stood out and it-whatever the heck it was-was drawn on clean white paper. Of course, being of curious nature and just being an idiot, I rushed over to it.

I reached out to examine it closely, peeling it off of the shiny mirror. It was of the boy and the brunette girl. Carly. "Carly looks older, too." Her beautiful hair fell into nice curls at the bottom and her bright smile captured my eyes. The boy beside her was blushing and holding a star-shaped fruit and showing it to Carly who was blushing and looked to be giggling. No. She was giggling. She was poking his cheeks and hiding her face at different times, slowly turning to give him a hug.

"Hey! Rainey!" The boy called out and then stood up to wave. Innocence splattered all over his face as he waved directly at me. The girl turned her attention and waved as well. I sniffed and raised a weak hand to wave at them. "Come on! I bet I can beat you!" He started running in the opposite direction and Carly went bolting after him.

Tears trickled down my burning red skin. A small tugging of my lips was visible. I was fighting it, because I wasn't sure if I was happy or sad. When the boy went off running with Carly, I began to yowl. "Wait! Wait, please! Come back!" I was shivering from frustration. I couldn't run or chase anyone or anything besides these people from the Organization around.

I shook as I held the drawing in my hands, silently cursing. I set it down on the dresser and I turned around to stare at the locket. Balling my hands into fists and sniffing like I had caught the cold, I continued to shout in my head. Why did they do this to me? I pulled at my hair as I let out a slow whine. I stomped sluggishly over to the locket.

"I do have feelings! I'm not kidding myself."

A hand found its way onto my shoulder. Surprised, I looked around to find Axel behind me. "I know, Reciax." He turned me around and slowly unraveled my hands from my hair and intertwined them with his. He looked me over and smiled. "You're a wreck, kid." I snorted and looked up at him. He's such an idiot. I grinned to myself.

"Hey! Look at that." He pulled me into a hug. I then noticed just how tall he really was. What is this guy, 6"10'? He smiled into my hair, making me feel even more awkward about the situation. Wait, when the hell did he get in here? "I made you smile. Bonus points for me!"

He stepped back from the hug and let go of my hands, leaving me cold and a bit empty. I asked Axel sheepishly, wondering, "Did you see any of that?" He hummed to himself and scratched his forehead.

"Nu-uh." I let myself relax, suddenly feeling less weird about everything. "But we did all hear you scream. That's kind of weird, considering that Demyx and Marluxia were fighting and nobody can usually hear anything." He shook his head, and I did right along with him.

I kept glancing at the note and locket. Axel had taken those sideways glances into consideration, but hadn't said a word. I looked at the heart-shaped locket. Something about it was special. I needed to open it, but I didn't know how. Impatience is kicking me so hard right now. Axel's face turned serious and he muttered something. "You ate my Nutella, didn't you?"

I held a hand to my chest, looking hurt. "Huh? Me, you say? Eating this 'Nutella' you speak of?" I twirled in a circle and then held a hand to my forehead. "You make me faint! Accusing me of such treachery!" Axel let out a high pitched squeaking noise as he lost air from laughing. It was the silent type that kills you very slowly.

"I know it was you."

"And how do you know this, good sir?" I taunted him while trying to maintain the phony personality, but I gave in and started kneeling at his leg in terror. "YES, I ATE IT. I ATE YOUR NUTELLA." Axel patted my head and pulled me up to my feet. He slowly walked out, grinning like an idiot and letting me know that I would be training with Marluxia today.

When I asked who Marluxia was, he grew pale. "Oh, you'll find out." My face contorted to some ungraceful expression. "He's the creepy walking garden." Oh boy, that guy. Axel left and shut the door behind him. I didn't know if he was talking to me or the air, but he absentmindedly asked, "I wonder who that was."

I waited for the door to click before I returned to the picture. The two were back where they were in the beginning, blush and all. I held my hand to my temple. "I am going crazy, aren't I?" I taped the picture back up to the low corner of the mirror. I didn't even bother looking in the mirror, seeing as I was about to go take a shower and get ready anyway.

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I got ready that morning fairly fast, doing my best to avoid the locket. Still I couldn't shake my dream from my thoughts. It had been so real, so vivid. It couldn't be just a dream? Could it? I was taking a shower when that thought made itself clear. I stepped out and got dressed, then let my hair dry naturally so I didn't have to spend time looking in a mirror.

My stomach started rumbling and I realized I hadn't had lunch or dinner the day before. I pouted and poked my tummy while walking to the kitchen. I passed Witchy and soon saw Roxas. He was kind of just looking around, not saying much by the way of anything. "Hey, Roxas! Want to go get breakfast with me?"

Roxas' head snapped up and his face gently slid into a smile. "Reciax, right?" Yay, he remembered my name. I waved and exclaimed, "Yeah, that's me alright!" He seemed warmer than yesterday. Still not ecstatic at all, but at least he wasn't too cold and distant. I wonder if he's had any breakfast? Does he even eat?

"Hello?" Roxas was waving his hand in front of my face. I shook my head a little bit. I space out a lot. Stupid, stupid Reciax!

"Sorry, what did you say?" Roxas lightly rose his eyebrows as I nervously looked around.

"I wanted to know if you needed to go to breakfast?" I looked at him with a dumb smile plastered on my face. "Just in general, because I need to go too. I thought it might be nice to have some company." My hopes soared a little bit. Maybe I wouldn't be so lonely here now. Everyone seemed kind of distant or weird here. Of course my definition of weird was..well, weird! I giggled a bit to myself.

"Yeah, I was thinking I'd get some fruit or something." I placed my hands firmly on my sides. My stomach growled at the sound of food. We both stopped to look down at it and then burst out laughing. We ended up going to breakfast and just enjoyed each other's presence.

Now we were in the Grey Room, the 'Walking Garden' and 'X-face' standing side by side in the back. I whispered jokingly to Roxas, "They look like super models." His lips twitched like mine had earlier, but he was fighting a smile instead of a frown.

"Super models?" He looked at me square in the face and I could almost guess his thoughts. "Seriously?"

I sounded like I was chirping, but I was stifling my laughter. "Yeah!" Nudging him, I nodded forward, trying to get him to see what I meant. "Look at how deep and emotionless they are!"

Roxas chuckled and added, "That's probably how I looked my first week here." I didn't know what he actually did look like the first week, but I had been as colourful as ever from day one to day 3. "Come on, they're staring at us, we should go get our mission." He frowned and motioned for me to follow. I went slowly behind him over to 'Marluxia' and Saix.

Wonder what h- sh- ...he is doing here? Roxas seemed to have settled down a bit, because when Saix started talking he didn't freeze up or zone out like he usually did. "Roxas, today you will be working with Marluxia." Receiving a nod, Saix went on. "Come see me when you are ready."

I reached out to grab the sleeve of his coat. "Sir, what about me?" Saix smirked and sighed. Why does he HATE me so much?

"Oh, how polite, Miss Reciax." He sniffed with an air of cockiness. "You will go with them. I figured you two make a cute couple." My eyes narrowed and my face flushed, Roxas not quite understanding.

I coughed to cover up what I said. "Screw you." Saix cocked a brow and urged me to speak up. "Thanks." I giggled and smiled sweetly, batting my eyelashes. I then flicked around to roll my eyes. Saix shined and walked off. Marluxia held out his arms theatrically.

"Well, there you have it. Welcome to the fold, Reciax." His voice was unexpected! Marluxia stepped forward with a glint in his eyes and he slowly laughed, twirling his beautiful pink hair. Okay, so it wasn't beautiful. I hated pink and he creeped me out. Roxas looked a bit red in the face and his demeanor changed.

"Hey! I'm here, too." Roxas poked in.

Marluxia was suddenly holding an arm around my waist and walking forward, gesturing to everything and everyone. Very dramatic. "So, Reciax? What do you like to do in your-" He leaned in to whisper with a smile. "Free time?" I chuckled nervously, a couple of people such as Roxas, Saix, Demyx, and Axel freezing.

I delicately lifted his arm off of my waist and pushed him away. Loud enough for everyone to hear, I notified him. "Listen, buddy. I have a no touching policy for people like you. And if you happen to break that policy, I will kick your -CENSORED :D-." I stuck out a tongue and winked at him, nudging him in the arm. "Keep in mind that I have a Keyblade and I am unafraid to use said lethal-deadly-shiny-weapon." I began walking towards Roxas so we could leave. I could see just the trace of a smirk on his calm face.

Marluxia kept laughing slowly, forcefully. "So you're a rose, huh?" I flinched. I heard Witchy laughing in the back and sighed. I dragged my feet and shame to the couches while Demyx strummed his sitar. I sat in between Demyx and Axel. Demyx's sitar vanished in midair and he leaned back with Axel, waiting for me to say something.

"Reciax, finally somebody stands up to that creep." Demyx patted my back with a goofy smile plastered on. He then began to mock the conversation with a high pitched voice for Marluxia and a low pitched one for me.. "Ooh a pretty girl! WEEE~! FLOWERS! I'm a baaad girl, don't touch me or I will use my awesome to destroy you. FLIRTYYY~! SASSY!"

Axel was disturbed and it was drawn all over his red face. Then he started laughing/crying and I instantly knew that something was wrong. Then it dawned on me. "Oh no!" Axel was wheezing from chuckling and he stood up to send me on my way. "I am so screwed."

"Have fun with the Walking Garden.. pfahh-"

"Shut up, Axel." My face was pale and my head was hanging low. I am so screwed. Before I had even gotten up to walk over to X-face and Walking Garden, Roxas came over to me and held out a hand with a blissful face.

I eyed his hand curiously. It was such a sudden change of character in him and I didn't know what had come over him. I looked to Axel who was glaring at Roxas. Roxas, in return, did not acknowledge his presence. "Come on, Reciax. We should go." I placed my hand in his and he opened his eyes.

I hadn't seen them so close before. He pulled me up and I gawked, a powdered blush spread across my whole face. His eyes were so blue and pretty. He had long eyelashes and his face was sweet and calm. "Hey, let's uh.. go, okay?" He grinned and I could see the slightest tint of red on his cheeks.

I got that same burning feeling as when I had first seen him the first time. "Alright." I whispered and followed him over to Marluxia and Saix. Am I the only one who notices he hasn't let go yet? I glanced at our intertwined fingers and my face became sanguine. I looked around to check for anyone watching. I realized that someone was. It was Axel. He seemed angry and the face he made made me feel the same as I did when looking at Roxas.

That didn't help me either.

Roxas must have read my thoughts, because he looked at our hands. I was expecting him to let go, but his grip became firm and my cheeks felt as if they were on fire. What is this feeling? He turned his head to look at me and then he smiled. I did my best to smile back, feeling a visible sweat drop beginning to form on my forehead.

When we reached Saix and Marluxia, he let go of my hand, leaving me to let out the large breath I was holding in my chest. Why did he do that?

Saix simply nodded, chuckling, and got Marluxia to open a portal.

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We walked out from the Portal and I looked around. There were some trees and the lighting was the complete opposite of the castle's. It was very open and similar in looks to the place I had been the day before with Axel and Roxas.

Finally Marluxia said something to Roxas. "Roxas, was it? I never properly introduced myself." Yeah, you were too busy being a creepy, but polite, freak to me. I held a hand over my face. "I am Marluxia, Number XI." He folded his arms over his chest and stared at us both.

Roxas seemed pretty uncaring and asked "Okay. So what do we have to do today?"

"Today, your job is to collect hearts." Marluxia.. You act like that's normal! How could we do something as horrible as that? I felt a bit of anger coming out when he said that.

"Um, how do we do that?" Roxas asked, a bit awkwardly. Marluxia stroked his own chin a bit.

"Roxas, could you summon your Keyblade for me?" Roxas didn't look willing to without an explanation. "Alright. I need you to summon it for a demonstration." I was tempted to say 'Oh hey, I have a Keyblade, too!' but honestly I didn't want any part in Marluxia's demonstration to say at the least.

Roxas unsteadily agreed. "Well...sure, all right." Roxas didn't move a single moment, but the Keyblade appeared directly in his hand. He looked up at Marluxia, as if waiting for what he should do next. What is he going to do? You can't just hand over a Keyblade, if that's what he wants.

Marluxia smirked to himself and examined the Keyblade in Roxas' hand. "Lucky Number XIII..." I coughed while thinking: I thought 13 was an UNlucky number. "At last, a chosen wielder of the Keyblade amongst our ranks." I blinked, a bit more agitated by this than the collecting hearts statement.

"There are three." I stated plainly. Marluxia made an O-shape in his lips and looked at me with interest. I scowled at him. I wasn't sure where my anger was coming from, but I felt a sort of beating sound -like a drum- bursting from my chest.

Walking Garden made his way closer to Roxas and I. "There are? Sorry, I wasn't informed." He spoke with sarcasm on his lips.

"Yes, sir." I summoned my Keyblade with a flick and it appeared before them. It was shiny and metallic. It took the shape of a tsunami and rain clouds, a blue key with sea shells. I looked at them both, unsure of what their reactions would be. Roxas looked a bit stunned and Marluxia was taking in every detail. "And then there is Number XIV."

"Very good. It represents you very well.." He nodded in acceptance. Concluding that everyone who wields a Keyblade must have a different design, I looked back down at Roxas'. I froze. It looked exactly like the brunette boy's. I shook myself when I heard an odd sound. It was a ...warping sound.

I peered around Marluxia and soon they both had turned the same way as I had. There were little pools of black goop emerging from the ground. "Ack! What are those?" I screeched, running behind Marluxia and gripping onto the back of his coat to hide myself. Marluxia got his slow laugh on again and I backed up to go behind Roxas instead.

Roxas audibly gulped and threw one of his arms back to shield me. I made sure to hold my Keyblade down as to not cut his arm off or something. That would probably have been pretty painful if you'd asked me. "Hmph. Nothing to be feared."

The creatures before us were three in numbers. They were black creatures with large glowing eyes and antennae. Just looking at them had a bit of my adrenaline going and the strange urge to smash their heads in. Then Marluxia said the magick words, "So, you two, shall we put that power of yours to a little test?" I stepped out from behind Roxas and sheepishly nodded a yes, though my body language suggested no. "Alright then." Marluxia grinned and roughly patted my back. Would people stop touching me? "Reciax- you go first."

"What do you mean..?"

"Use your Keyblade...and defeat those Heartless." The Heartless were quickly slinking in and getting closer by the second. I gulped my fear down with a tremendous shiver and prepared myself. If they don't have hearts, they can't be alive. They're like me. Us.

I charged in, screaming. I aimed for the first one and locked my eyes on. Keyblade over my head, I swung down with a cry and the Keyblade went whizzing straight through one of the antennae and down through the body with the most revolting of cutting sounds. The wiggly creature's body parts fell out and black seeping darkness began to ooze. My feet hit the ground and so did the creature with its final breath.

Another one of the 'Heartless' dove to attack me and I didn't have enough time to lash out. It sent me tumbling backwards to hit a brick wall. Roxas tried to duck in, but Marluxia held him back, silently watching, perhaps in amusement. That man is going to get it, I thought as I got up holding my head with a cut dripping of blood.

I staggered forward and decided that I could do it. I could battle and defeat them. A sudden urge to bolt forward hit and I went through with it. I charged with my Keyblade held straight out in front of me at full speed. I closed my eyes and held back my head. Then I heard the same grotesque sound from before.

I heard a clapping and a more petite one with it. I opened my eyes and let my tensed shoulders hang relaxed. I stood up straight and let my Keyblade disappear. The Heartless were... "Gone?" I ran my fingers through the top of my hair to get it out of my face. My eyes were wide in confusion.

I looked to Marluxia, whose footsteps came closer and he had a look of approval. He continued to clap until he neared me. Roxas ran up and stopped in front of me. "Are you okay, Reciax?" He moved my hair that kept flopping down in my face and he placed a finger on the very small line where I had been bleeding before. It had already stopped, proving it wasn't too severe.

I nodded with a yes and Marluxia went on with the Mission plans. "Good. Those Heartless are called Shadows." Both Roxas and I turned our attention to him. What are Heartless, anyway?

"But.." Roxas scratched his hair with his head held low. "What are Heartless?" He asked Marluxia, looking up at him like we all did... Maybe Axel is shorter than this guy.

Marluxia flicked his hair, suddenly petals were floating everywhere. I grimaced, he was literally a walking garden. Roxas laughed at the face I made. "Dark creatures who roam about, searching for hearts. They come in two larger varieties."

My heart stopped. "You mean they get bigger? Can't they make them short?!" I grabbed the hooded shoulder area of Marluxia's coat, bringing him down to my level. "You know, for the short fries? Like me and Roxas!" Roxas was bewildered and he let a lip protrude.

"Hey! I'm taller than you!" He poked at me, making me release the pink-haired fiend. I laughed elbowing him on the side gently.

"I know and it makes me sad."

Marluxia dismissed it and held out one hand. It was motioned to the area where the Shadows appeared. "The ones you just defeated are known as Purebloods." I'll take a note of that. "Purebloods don't release any hearts when you defeat them." My face grew gloomy and I decided that I would ask a question after he finished. "In other words, don't bother with them. Your mission is to collect hearts, after all."

"Sorry to interrupt, but do you mean that I defeated those uh ..Shadows.. for nothing?" Marluxia, who was about to make another point, folded his arms and smiled broadly at my question. He was twirling a rose in his hands. Wait, where did he get that?

"Precisely." My jaw hung loosely and I grunted. "The other variety-" He was going to finish his sentence when more of the Heartless creatures appeared. I panicked. Oh no, not again! Can't these things go torment an, erm, brick or something? "Hmph.. Is right over there." Marluxia curled a lip and held his arms behind his back like he was posing. "Much more appealing than the Shadows. You know.. Forget about the Shadows. Take these out, Roxas."

Roxas summoned his Keyblade and turned to look at Marluxia, seeing if he possibly had something else to say. "These are both of your real targets." I inspected the floating yellow Heartless species that faced us. They had block bodies and little dress things. All of them looked the same and even had the same symbol. I'd have to ask about that.

Roxas, on the other hand, had his eyes darting back and forth between another set of three Heartless that appeared out of thin air. I watched him intently as he ran forward in the same way that I had. Instead of battling enemies on the ground, he had to fight ones that hovered. He jumped and slashed his Keyblade diagonally through the creature. Sparks flew everywhere when the initial impact came along.

He then drove it back down the same way it had crossed before, using the Keyblade against the Heartless' power to counteract the attack the Heartless attempted to use. In a mere few seconds of glowing and sparkling lights and stars flying in every direction, the Heartless burst.

Roxas flipped to the ground and ran to the next, driving his weapon straight into the Heartless' head and spinning it so the Heartless would spin with it. He then threw the Keyblade over his head, arms straight, and nailed it into the ground while letting all his weight be dropped back down by gravity.

Instantly the Heartless had also been defeated. I watched on as he set out to the next one with the same precision as before. Marluxia took that time to talk to me. "I saw you this morning."

"I saw you, too? I just met you this morning, remember?" I was a bit confused.

"No, not like that." He whispered quietly. Voice like honey slipping out, he remarked, "Holding hands with Number XIII. Haven't seen anything like that in the Organization." Marluxia let out a simple laugh that sent shivers down my spine. I was not amused and my face was the shade of a cherry. "Now don't look at me like that. I know you have a heart."

If I had been drinking water, it would have been spit out at that very moment. I have a heart? "What do you mean? I thought I was a Nobody." Suddenly my world was as confusing as it was the day before. I suppose nothing is normal here.

"I don't mean a beating one. Just something that holds emotions." Marluxia took a piece of my hair in his hand and stroked it with one hand. Back away, back away, back away. I enjoy nature, but not in this form! My face grew gloomy and I drew back, Marluxia surprised at my actions, he dropped my hair.

"Uh, alrighty-" I whipped my head around at the sound of Roxas screaming in triumph at the fallen Heartless. I clapped like they both had done for me. Why we clapped I honestly couldn't tell you. I just go with the flow, you know?

Marluxia cleared his throat and then put on his 'Mystical, Theatrical' voice. "Those were what we call Emblem Heartless." Roxas was panting a bit from the fact he had just done several gymnastic routines through the air. He's an acrobatic for gosh sake.

"Why are they so special?" Roxas smiled, Keyblade disappearing in thin air.

"Did you notice? Hearts appeared when you defeated them." Marluxia averted his eyes from me and dead locked on Roxas' own blue eyes. Wait.. "Your job is to collect those hearts."

My head hurt from thinking about it and tears beaded on the corners of my eyes. "If they have hearts.. It means they are alive. I guess I mean to say that even if we don't have hearts, we are still alive as well. So.. We're basically murderers." Marluxia visibly began to seem as if he had seen a ghost.

"Oh don't look at it like that. It's distasteful, Reciax. Think of it as these savage animals are attacking you and you must defend yourselves at all costs." Marluxia tried to reassure me, but he really sucked at it.

"Mmkay, thanks, Garden Boy." I muttered the last bit to myself, remembering that he may not enjoy his nickname. He seemed like the polite flirty type. He could turn out to be quite nice, though.

"What was that?"

"Nothing! So how exactly.. do you collect the heart?" I placed my finger tips on one hand to another simultaneously and focused solely on that and Marluxia's voice.

"So long as the Heartless are felled by your weapon, the Keyblade, the hearts will be captured." Marluxia cupped his hands as if he had just caught a heart. Just like that?

Roxas looked to the ground and shuffled his feet, trying to piece it together. "I see. And what happens to the hearts that are collected?" I snapped up to see what Marluxia would say. It was a brilliant question.

"They will gather as one," Marluxia widespread his arms like a bird's wings and dramatically raised them, "and create an almighty forced known as Kingdom Hearts." The two words had me mesmerized.

"Kingdom Hearts." I muttered to myself, half expecting something magickal to happen, like when the Magician pulls a trick after saying 'Avada Kadavra' ...WAIT NO. NO. 'Abra Kadabra' There we go. Don't want to kill anyone. Hehe.

Roxas kind of just stared at me like I said something endearing. "Which is...good, right?" Roxas asked, looking at my face. I wish he would stop looking at me like that.. I turn to stone each time.

"Completing Kingdom Hearts is the Organization's primary objective." Marluxia confirmed Roxas' question and continued on matter-of-factedly. "And to do that, we need all the hearts we can possibly find." Roxas looked a bit worried when Marluxia said that.

"So that's what the Organization does? Collect hearts?"

Marluxia savored the question. "Actually, you two are the first of us to accomplish it." So we're all being used.. Roxas balled up a fist, just when I did to fight my agitation at the Organization's deranged methods.

Roxas started to speak, "Wait, then-"

"The rest of us can defeat Heartless," Marluxia moved a hand smoothly to his hip and twirled as if creating the 'us' around him. "but we have no way of collecting the hearts they release." Marluxia span around in circles, sparkles and petals literally falling out of his hair and skin.

"What in the name of.. all that is ..my eyes..." I held my eyes, a bit disturbed by the simply terrifying man. Marluxia hummed and then danced towards me, Roxas watching him closely. He then grabbed my chin to look at him. I blushed at the initial contact. He is touching me AGAIN?

"Ahh.." He began to mutter something creepily with a smirk. "If only I could have that power to myself!" Roxas and I may have just heard the same thing, because we both were a bit tormented by the thoughts flashing through our heads.

"Uh..AHEM!" Marluxia cleared his throat. "Just talking to myself..Anyway~!" Marluxia dropped my chin and I rubbed it with the sleeve of my coat. As clean as this guy seems, his intentions are anything but. "Eventually, the hearts will turn right back into Heartless."

From his hair he pulled out two.. "Sticks?!" He placed them in my hair as I balled up my hands to hold to my chest, face drooping from shock. Apparently I was a heartless now and the sticks were antennae. "That cannot possibly be healthy for you."

"Ah yes! I am in great condition." He winked and then closed both eyes, giving Roxas and I a bit of a curtsy. "You see, then, how special you are?" Not as special as you, Marluxia. Not even close. I rolled my eyes and huffed.

As fast as lightning striking, I thought of a question. "Marluxia? I have a question." Marluxia bowed his head and looked up with a wide smile. "If there were to be a heart that wouldn't quite open.. What would you suggest doing?" He merely laughed and then opened an RTC.

"Shall we RTC? We should return to have some free time. You both have shown great power today." Marluxia motioned for us to go in before him. Roxas ran in as if there were anything to do at the Castle and I walked in behind him, Marluxia laughing scarily behind me as he grabbed my waist.

"AHHH!"

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I writhed and turned and twitched as Marluxia attempted to 'hold me in his arms.' I began to panic. He walked out, a firm grip around me and Roxas waiting on the other side, scarlet in the face. "Lemme go!" I screached and then ended up punching him in the face and kicking him somewhere lower.

He squeaked and fell forward, letting me go. I jumped out of the way before his face hit the ground. Demyx was laughing his head off. I realized we were out of the RTC. "Ah.. Why did that hurt him so much?"

"Oh man. That's gotta hurt." Axel came by to asess the situation. "Never kick me there. Got it memorized?" I nodded slowly, watching as he curled up in a ball, holding his face and his crotch. Let's just say that nobody told me about anatomy yet.

Roxas watched the different modes of pain that Marluxia went through as he whimpered on the ground. He seemed pretty into it and was beginning to giggle. That's why I regretted asking him if he wanted to go find some lunch in the Kitchen. How they stocked it up, we'd never know. "Hey, Roxas. You hungry?"

"Not particularly, the food here sucks." Roxas rubbed his head and smiled apologetically. I gasped. How could he not like fruits and vegetables, pastries, brea- oh that's right, I'm special. I gasped at his answer and suddenly I had an idea.

"Well let me cook you something!" I hopped up and down a bit, laughing to myself happily. I wondered what type of food he'd like. Savoury, sweet, salty, spicy, bitter, whatever it may be. I tapped my fingers on my arm as I thought to myself.

"What's cooking? And how do you learn all these things before me? You're only three days old!" Roxas smiled at me playfully and looked to Axel who was watching nearby as if he had the answer. "Riddle me that!"

"I dunno, kid. Some people just remember things. Reciax must be one of them." Axel shook his head and pursed his lips. "Go on, kiddies. I want to see if she really can cook or she's just bluffing."

I fumed and hopped up and down. "Hey! I said nothing about how good my cooking was! I don't even remember how it tasted." Axel stopped grinning as my face turned into a small frown. I decided to brighten up, because frowning wouldn't help me get anywhere. "Anyway, if you don't like it, you don't have to eat it!"

I made my way over to the kitchen and walked inside, holding the door for Roxas. "You are such a gentlewoman." I laughed at that comment.

"Why thank you, good sir."

We laughed and then I turned around to walk over to the appliances when a pan went flying at my head. From the mark I woke up with the next day, it looked like a skillet.

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Author's Note 2: Looks like we've got a bad arse over here! xD Ahahaha.

ANYWAY.

As you can tell, it starts to get a bit more ...deliciously complicated and intricate. :D

Well I hope you all like it and I haven't failed you. :3