A collection of random Organization XIII stories!! Some may be one-shots, others may be continued within this, I'll let you know if there is a contiuation, though.

May contain pairings 3

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1 – My 'Somebody'

The night air gently caressed his face, making him chill a bit. It was cold outside, but the sound of waves washing up and down wouldn’t let him leave… he just, couldn’t. That sound sounded so sweet to him, the easy swishing of water, a few ripples here and there. It was calm, meaningful; deep…it was, not to sound corny, but, music to his ears!

As the wind whipped around him once more, he finally couldn’t brave the cold anymore. He went inside the sea-view room he was in and headed for the dresser. Taking his time to select a jacket, he sorted through the clothes until he found one he liked. It was a black, long sleeved turtleneck with a mark at the bottom left that looked like a splash of falling water. After slipping it over his thin body, and making sure his hair wasn’t messed up; it took him forever to get it how he wanted it, the boy marched up to the larger, open window and hopped up on the ledge.

“Huh…” he exhaled longingly. Washed over with a desire to jump, and run into that vast, wide ocean, he carelessly swung his leg over the side, leaning back on his arm. He glanced nonchalantly to his side, and picked a rather odd looking sort of guitar. It was blue, as was everything else he seemed to have. It was massive, and yet it only had three strings. He held it, looking at it a while, and started to strum away at the instrument. The chords seemed matched with the waves he loved so much, and he hummed a tune, softly.

It was times like these that he began to give thought to those lost memories of his. Well, not really ‘his’ memories, but his former self’s. He remembered a little more each time he came here…

“Hahaha!” the boy laughed with joy, “ I beat you, Ariel! Who’s the fastest now?! Haha!”

His giggle fest was interrupted as said person ran into the blond boy, tackling him with tickles and jokes.

“You little, since when is the younger one supposed to out swim the oldest?! Hahaha!” she laughed along with him.

The two float there, laughing and joking. It was so happy…

…yes, he loved those times… he sometimes wished for them back…sometimes.

“Hey, Demyx!”

The blonde jumped at the sound of his name, looking down on the beach to see a tall, skinny man standing and waving his hands. The man’s grin, witch never seemed to go away when around the boy, was so contagious that Demyx found him self pushing the past aside and jumping on to the shore below.

“Coming, Xiggy!” he yelled as he attempted to run in the sand.

The man laughed again, seeming so happy it made Demyx smile even brighter.

“Well, hurry up, little dude! The rest of those kill-joys are gonna turn the party into a drag if we don’t get there to pump it up!” he joked, referring to the party in Prince Eric’s palace for the melodious nocturne’s birthday, or, his somebody’s birthday.

Demyx eagerly caught up to the eye patched man and jokingly pushed him aside, throwing a taunting challenge over his shoulder. “Come on, slow poke! Don’t tell me you’re too old to keep up in a race! Haha!” His smile spread as the other man still looked a bit confused from suddenly being passed by.

Realization dawned on Xigbar’s face as he heard these last words from the blonde. A mischievous grin crossed his face as he dashed after the other man. “Ha! As if! There’s nothin’ ‘too old’ about me, little dude!” Though, Demyx was running rather fast… until Xigbar got a brilliant idea. “Hahaahaha! Try and keep up with this, little dude!”

Demyx looked back to see…nothing. He stopped, looking a bit confused.

“What’s takin’ ya so long?!”

He turned to see Xigbar teleporting onto the cliff, teasing him. Demyx, not about to give up, held his arms up, and swung them towards the free shooter. “Dance, water, dance!”

It was just a little too late for the scared man to stop laughing to notice the giant wall of water heading for him until…too late! The water rushed over him, leaving him soaked and a bit angry for letting his guard down. “Hey! What was that for, dude?! You better take your sweet time getting up here, cuz once you do, you’re in for it!” he yelled in mock anger.

Demyx giggled and rushed for the cliff, happy to have these times with the man…yes, even better than the past… he was here, and he was now...he didn’t need his old self back. He was…his new…‘someone’.

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A/N: Sorry it's not so good, I was simply bored, nothing else to really explain it, but...I'll probably write anotehr part to this, so, look out for the chapter called "My 'Somebody' pt.2" ok? ;P