Chapter 9: Zexion's Angel

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A year passed after Demyx had went to spy on Zexion for Saïx. Evidently, Zexion had wanted to tell Marluxia something important; because they are getting further in their relationship. But from what Demyx could see Zexion was doing his best to hide something from either from himself or Marluxia or both of them. At the moment, though Demyx was over at his thinking corner, thinking over some memories from past fights, conversations, and other knick-knacks that might have an answer to his sudden second thoughts that had started last year.

Demyx went into the room and like the room he woke up in, this room was very white. Demyx then set down his bag on the bed along with the bag of clothes that he was forced to changed out of. He then picked up his sitar and started playing it. He was playing one of his songs that he had written for his band he played with on Dover Island. He was in the middle of the chorus when there was a knock on the door.

"Aw, blew it again..." He stated as he messed up on the chord he was on.

Irritated he went to the door and opened it, again his neighbor's door opened to see what was going on. He saw a silver-blue haired boy...had to be no older than twelve or his age.

"Hi." Demyx had thick irritation in his voice.

"Hi, Demyx, welcome to the group; I'm Zexion." obviously he didn't hear it.

"What do you want?" Demyx sounded a little irritated as if he was in the middle of doing something.

"Did I interrupt you?"

"Yes." Demyx said as he showed his instrument to Zexion.

"Is that...a guitar?"

Demyx's eyes grew big and his attitude change drastically. "THIS IS NOT A GUITAR...IT'S A SITAR!" Demyx yelled then slammed the door in Zexion's face. Demyx laughed at this as he looked back on his first few years of his organization life.

As soon as he closed his door he heard his neighbor busted out laughing and a little fight going on. This made him feel a little bit better. He looked outside and saw the horizon, but something was missing. He knows that there was something missing, but what was it? He didn't know. When he looked out his window he realized that there was a patio, he opened up his window and a mental connection hit. It was familiar to him, but he didn't know who it belonged to.

Demyx left the patio, but left the doors open the breeze felt good for once. He went over to his bed and rummaged through his things. He placed books on the bookshelf and his music on the one close to the bed. He then took out the book that he (as Myde) found on the beach of Dover and found the locket that was in it. Again he paused to see the initials M.S. on it.

"M...S...who..." a voice girls voice answered his question before he spoke it. The girl's voice said two names; it stopped and repeated the one that started with the letter M. Now he knows that the girl's voice was Trianna's voice, but he hadn't heard her since she left here so many years ago. Leaving Xaldin confused as to why she had leave.

The next day, Demyx woke up to the sun in his face and a knock on the door. He slowly got out of bed and went to the patio to open those doors then he went to get dressed, another knock sounded on the door. He let whoever it was wait as he went into the bathroom to get ready for the day. By the time he got out of the bathroom. Whoever it was was now pounding on his door. He went to put his clothes in the hamper then went to answer the door.

"Finally, what took you so long?"

"I was getting ready for the day." Demyx said slowly in a matter of fact tone thick in his voice.

"Oh..." the person shook his head as he was trying to figure something out. "Anyway...once you finished with breakfast you are to begin your training with Zexion on Halloween town. He will give you more information when you two get there."

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