Zexion was sitting in the library when he suddenly smelled salt water. Their was only one person here who smelled like that. Demyx. Zexion looked up from his book, and sure enough, there was Demyx. He appeared to be looking for something, but couldn't find it. Zexion stood up, and walked over to Demyx. Tapping him on the shoulder, he asked,
    "Looking for something, 9?" Demyx, surprised, turned around quickly. Blushing,  he laughed nervously when he realized it was just Zexion.
   "Actually, I'm looking for..A book on feelings." Zexion blinked. Feelings? He nodded.
          "I know where they are. Follow me." Demyx followed him to a nearby shelf and watched as Zexion carefully ran his finger along the spines of the books. Pausing, he carefully read the title, before pulling it off the shelf. It was small enough, for Demyx to be able to undertsand it, but it was detailed too.
Handing Demyx the book, he turned to leave. Demyx stared at his back, then glanced at the book.
                "Zexy, Wait." Zexion turned around, annoyed by the use of his 'Nickname'.
          "Yes? something else?" Demyx hesitated, unsure of what to say. Zexion crossed his arms, impatiant.
       "Zexy, Do you think we can feel?" The question suprised him, it took him a minute to answer.
    "9, We are Nobodies. Beings without a heart. We can't feel." he replied, bluntly.
Demyx nodded.
        "Ok, but, are we missing the organ or like.." he trailed off, unsure of what he wanted to say, how to word it.
   "Both. We don't bleed, we don't die. We fade. We cannot feel emotion." Demyx frowned slightly.
              "Ok, what would you do if another member of the Organization told you he liked you." Zexion seemed puzzled at this, unsure how to answer.
              "I suppose I would simply explain to him, that we can't feel."
Zexion turned and left, without fully understanding what Demyx meant.

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~~PREVEIW FOR NEXT CHAPTER~~

Zexion was in his room, he wasn't required to wear his uniform, a black cloak, gloves, and boots, in his room, so he was wearing 'Normal' clothes. A black longsleeved shirt, Black jeans, an array of bracelets, and pink socks. Someone knocked on his door. The smell of Salt water drifted into his room. Demyx. Zexion got up, and walked to the door, opening it.
    "May I help you?" he asked.