Whose the fool now?

Axel loved how Demyx’s carefree attitude was always high spirited when he was excited to be around him. He had a strong feeling that the mullet haired water player would love to sink his teeth into sea food. After all last time Axel’s choice was spicy food last time.. He knew when hanging out with Roxas he would always go for sea salt ice cream, as the key blade light user wasn’t much a of spicy food lover. So of course the flurry would accommodate with places to eat, but eating dessert was getting kind of old.  He only did that for Roxas most of the time because it made him happy. So he was glad that Demyx didn’t attempt him with sea salt ice cream.  

“Sounds good to me, Dem.” The red head smirked as he walked into the void of darkness.

Demyx didn’t know exactly where they were going, but sooner then later they would be feasting upon some seafood and he would make sure that happened if it meant bending the rules a bit with the use of his water if necessary. Arriving at the correct place, the melodious nocturne looked at the menu that was posted above for them to see. It wasn’t anything fancy, but this particular joint did have good seafood. After ordering a combo of fried fish, fried shrimp, and some hush puppies followed by corn on the cob and a soda, the ninth member paid, found a booth and waited for the eighth member to order his food. He fiddled with the napkin dispenser a few times and stretched his legs out to enjoy the booth. 

“Yeah, I been under watch too.” He held reluctance in his voice. As a few times he skip away from missions early only due to the vast emptiness not towards his liking. Most of the heartless would intentionally hide since they didn’t want their hearts to be stolen. The key blade was always the tracker for it, but Axel saw it as a break, even though bordem was something he hated.

“Just ended an mission early. Not really going on there and the heartless weren’t really active. I feel they maybe migrating to some other worlds. Would it be possible if there might be a rift in the dimensions?” Axel sighed in relief as he nodded in agreement.

“Sure, Im good for that. What kind of food do you have in mind?”

“All right! I knew you were hungry.” The water wielder held his fist tight in a victory pose. “There are so many places to go to. I’m in the mood for some kind of fried fish and shrimp with seasoned fries and corn on the cob. Come on. I know the perfect place to.  I found it in Radiant Gardens of all places.” He was prepared to enter the void that he conjured up so that both of them could easily pass through the corridors. Their black cloaks would protect them and they would be there before long. 

Axel was busy patrolling the other world and made sure that his assassins hadn’t gone crazy with exploding upon impact. if that happened then he need to get more of them which meant find more strong willed individuals that were suitable to be controlled under him. “Yo, Dem, I been off on mission. You now gotta keep the boss happy with extracting more hearts. How about yourself?” He asked as sitar loving friend.

“Oh ya know how it is..” His tone was chipper, but had a sarcastic undertone to it. “Gotta keep busy otherwise the higher ups could find out and I’d rather not face the boss’s disappointment let alone his wrath.” He waved his gloved hand. “It’s good to see ya. Want to get some food soon? I’m hungry.”

So Number IX, and thus not one of the founders. That was most of Xehanort what could recall, as his briefing about the newcomers had been far too vague for his liking. Most details were being kept on a need-to-know basis, and it wasn’t as if there were files he could read to get up to date.

“Yes, you do have a purpose.” Was Xehanort’s reply, reasonably amused by the Nobody’s mannerisms. “Do not doubt it.”

It was probably not the purpose he expected, and who knew what he’d been told, but there was no denying there was a purpose for all that was being done. Even if many of the plots in motion were just backup plans.

“Why did you rejoin the Organization, Demyx?” He asked, eyeing him curiously. “Your motivations, I mean.”

Demyx didn’t notice that the meeting had started since no one but them had showed up yet so he whipped out his sitar from making it appear from his water and began to strum his fingers across the various strings.. “Oh they wanted me back for some reason so I didn’t really have a choice I guess.” He shrugged and decided not to give away his true intentions for joining the organization once more so not to be considered a threat by anyone.

To be honest he wasn’t sure what his intentions were except to find out more about his past, but that could change at any moment once he learned any clues that unlocked the secrets that Xemnas knew about.  “But it beats the alternative of not existing.” His gloved fingers danced across the the chords; a melody that could lure others inspired by into one of his traps.