#moonlightdiviner

When Xemnas told her the news that Saïx had perished during his mission she’s frozen in horror. She’s in shock, this can’t be happening, not now. Earlier that very day she’d gone to Vexen to try and figure out why she’d been feeling poorly lately, getting sick in the mornings, feeling abnormally tired for no apparent reason. After a bit of testing, he’d determined that she was three and a half weeks pregnant. Granted she had no idea how, she and Saïx had been very careful and always used protection, but she’d still been excited to tell him as soon as he got home. Only now, she never could. After several moments she’s shocked out of her reverie by Xemnas placing a hand on her shoulder and asking if she is alright. At this Xeria shakes her head no and bolts out of the room. She doesn’t stop until she gets to Saïx’s room collapsing into his bed, curling up on her side as she breaks down into tears. She holds one of his pillows close burying her face into it as she sobs. She has no idea what she’s going to do. How can she go on without the man she loves more than anything else in the world, especially when she’s carrying his child. She places a hand on her stomach over where Vexen told her the baby is growing and let’s out a small gasp when she feels the barest hint of a bump. Vexen said that she wouldn’t start to really show until three months but she can definitely feel the tiniest hill on her stomach and knows that inside is the baby, her and Saïx’s baby. Right then, as she thinks of the tiny life growing inside of her she makes a vow. She vows that she will hold on. It will be hard, especially without Saïx by her side, but she wouldn’t give up. She will hold on and have this baby. She’ll love them and care for them and tell them stories about Saïx. She would make sure that the baby knows about it’s father, that he was a good man and that he would have loved them so much. As she does this she whispers softly, hoping that wherever he is, Saïx’s spirit can hear her. “You’re going to be a daddy, Saïx. I wish you were here. I promise I’ll tell our baby about you. I’ll make sure that they know who you were and that you were an amazing man and you would have loved them so so much. I love you, Saïx.”

Why do you believe that I would only see my roughly fifty year old self in the mirror?

((had to edit it because i misread the prompt lol))

…This could be interesting…

"Oh geez mun really seriously come on … Oh well as long as Marluxia doesn’t throw me out thinking that I’m someone else. " he muttered getting up and going to a mirror to check himself out.

"S-Saix?" Not knowing anything about this one, Demyx assumed he was pretty much the Saix he knew. "I turned my report into Xe--The Superior already."