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"Wake up."
Demyx's pleasant slumber was interrupted when he was hit by something hard on the head. Yelping in pain, he woke up and made sure that his hairstyle was not messed up from the harsh impact of an unidentifiable object. After making sure that his hair was back to normal, he glared up to see the culprit who messed with his hair - only to be stared down by even more fearsome glare from Saix.
"Uhhh.. What's up, boss?" Demyx laughed nervously while cowering before Saix.
"I got a mission for you," Saix handed him a piece of paper, "Go to Hollow Bastion, and follow the instruction on that paper. You have a day to finish the mission."
Reluctantly, Demyx accepted the paper from Saix without even reading it. He wishfully thought that he would rather go back to his room to play his sitar or continue sleeping, rather than doing these menial jobs for the Organization. He understood that these missions will advance the Organization's goal to get a new heart, but he just wished that his job will be far easier than fighting Heartless or anybody who opposed them. To make the matter worse, half of the Organization's members were gone now - giving him much harder tasks to do other than his usual recon mission.
"At least that witch is gone now," Demyx sighed deeply and started to read his mission before he was shocked in disbelief.
"Wait a sec, what is this?" Demyx shouted at Saix, not noticing this is the first time he challenges Saix in rage, "Eliminate Sora and his companions? I thought we have agreed to try to bring Roxas back to us?"
Saix didn't even flinch from his colleague's outrage, "If you don't remember from our previous meeting, we have agreed that Roxas and Axel are now branded as traitors to the Organization. There is no mercy to them now other than a quick death."
"B-but, Roxas was one of us! We should at least try to bring him back!" Demyx pleaded.
"And what happened when you try that? What happened in the Underworld?"
Demyx slumped his shoulders as he remembered when he confronted Sora for the first time, "He bailed on us".
"Precisely," Saix went back to monitoring the clipboard on his hand, "And that's why he will pay for his betrayal".
In the short silence after their heated arguments, Demyx thought back to the little time he had spent with Roxas. Yes, not all those memories were pretty, especially when he had ditched many missions with the younger Nobody to slack off by himself. But, at least he had spent some good times with Roxas for him to form a bond with the younger Nobody, no matter how thin it was. He couldn't bear the thought that he has to be the one to kill his own friend. It's funny considering that his boss, Lord Xemnas, told the Organization that Nobodies didn't have hearts. Why then did he have to feel uneasy and reluctant if he didn't have a heart?
"Ugh, at least send someone else to do it. I'm not cut off for fighting, you know. Especially not against a keyblade wielder," Demyx pretended to shiver in fear as he desperately tried to avoid being the one to kill Roxas.
Saix sighed in annoyance as he put down his clipboard, "Fine."
Surprised, Demyx dropped his charade and stared at Saix, "Excuse me?"
"I said fine. You have another chance to persuade Roxas to come back to the Organization," Saix's expression grew harsher, "However, if he refused, you have to eliminate him without a trace, or else". Without warning, Saix summoned his claymore and hold it against Demyx.
Demyx gulped while saluting Saix, "Yeesss, sir!"
"Go! before I change my mind!" Saix barked.
Almost comically, Demyx stumbled into the Corridor of Darkness, not believing that he had just won in argument against cold-hearted Saix (oh wait, he didn't have a heart). It seemed being reluctant is not that bad after all. Demyx swore that he could almost feel something swelling on his chest as he left the World That Never Was, but he quickly dismissed it just as his imagination. After all, Nobodies didn't have a heart.... right?