Again, I apologize for the lack of updates. The Superior has been keeping us all very busy.

...Demyx had been keeping me busy, too. >D

-Zexion

I apologize for the lack of updates. Nothing worth mentioning has occurred. It's been a nice, peaceful time.

There was yet another internet outage. I'm back now.

-Zexion (who is off to fix the electricity)

Axel tells me I have sleep problems. I disagree. Staying up for three days in a row researching isn't a problem; it's dedication. He also says I still have unresolved Xehanort issues. *twitch* That is utterly mendacious; I have put to rest my past with Xehanort. It's Ienzo's voice in my head that sometimes laments over him. Axel, I know you mean well, but you should refrain from making such lofty judgments without thinking outside the box a bit.

-Zexion

I've calmed down significantly from my last entry, although I still find it deplorable that some of the neophytes treat me better than my own colleagues.

I should have a talk with Lexaeus about interrupting me. He's reasonable; perhaps he'll stop. His name "Silent Hero" is really quite misleading, as he talks a lot.

As for Demyx, Axel, and Roxas, they respect me worlds more than Xigbar and Vexen. It's deplorable. Axel had me killed in the past, yet he treats me better than Vexen, whom I've known since I was twelve. Actually, Even treated me just fine. I suppose that when Vexen lost his heart, his respect for me went with it. (Just for the record, I forgive Axel for the past, since he did it all for Roxas. I would do the same for Demyx without question. Axel treats me quite well now, almost like an older brother. Demyx, you all know about, and Roxas pretty much treats everyone with respect until they disrespect him first, much like myself.)

Well, that's all for now.

-Zexion (who is nice until disrespected, thank you very much, fandom)

I'm sick and tired of the way my superiors treat me around here. Vexen brushes me off as a nuisance, Xigbar picks on me, Xaldin ignores me, and the Superior is... the Superior. The only one who shows me a shred of respect is Lexaeus, and even he constantly interrupts me when I'm speaking. This is ridiculous. You know, it's deplorable... just because of my age, they think they can treat me like chattel. They're probably all jealous.

Good day,
Zexion (who is uncharacteristically angry)

I didn't bother updating yesterday, as nothing noteworthy happened. Today, however...

I woke up at 5 A.M. to Axel shrieking about who-knows-what and couldn't get back to sleep until 8. I finally woke up for good around noon, which did not thrill me...

The kitchen, once again, was an utter pig-sty. Instead of pudding, this time, there were gobs of oatmeal everywhere. Saix stumbled across me gaping at the scene and ordered me to clean it. -_____-;;; Once I was finished toiling away like some sort of maid-boy, of course, there was no oatmeal left for breakfast. No, it was all on the ceiling. -_____________-;;;;;; It turned out that there weren't any breakfast items left, so I had no choice but to raid Axel and Roxas's stash of cake. Cake for breakfast is not a good idea if you are not used to it.

After I recovered from my horrid stomachache, I went to the library to read another of the new books, only to find that Xigbar was reading the one that I wanted. So, I chose another one and relaxed for a while. All was well until Axel and Roxas discovered some of their precious cake missing. "Zexion, I know you're the culprit!" Axel had said. "You're the only one who could have made it past our security devices!" After being laughed at for being a "weak-constitutioned prissy-boy" because of the stomachache, they insisted that I bake them more cake. On a wild guess, I accused them of being responsible for the oatmeal, and by pure luck, it turned out that they were. I threatened to tell the Superior, and off they went to bake more cake. Heh heh heh.

A bit later, the Superior decided that it was once again time for spring cleaning (never mind the fact that it is summer oh, exalter Superior of ours), and as Saix had informed him of my "exemplary cleaning skills," I was forced to clean the filthiest room in the Castle all by myself. Exemplary cleaning skills, my foot, he just wanted to make me clean more!

After hours and hours of cleaning and a nice, long shower, here I am. I do believe I shall retire to bed early tonight.

-Zexion (at least they didn't make me wear the French maid costume)

Today was quite fun. The Superior gave us all the day off, and Demyx, Axel, Roxas, and I went to Twilight Town for some sea-salt ice cream. (I invited Vexen and Lexaeus, but they declined. Something about lowering themselves to our level. Snobs.) There was a competition called "Struggle" going on there, which Roxas entered and won! We all entered, actually, and it was rather enjoyable. I actually defeated a few people before I had to face Axel and lost pathetically. Oh well, I'm quite content with my strong points being mental rather than physical. It doesn't bother me. Well, I suppose that's all I have to say for now.

-Zexion (who beat Seifer. Ha. That's what you get for pickpocketing me.)

I'm feeling strangely melancholy. It must be that emptiness we Nobodies feel every so often. I wonder... Shall we ever get out hearts back? I certainly hope it's soon. Feeling like this is so unlike me.

-Zexion

Today was mostly uneventful. I went on a small mission to spy on a person of interest in traverse Town, then spent the rest of the day with Demyx. It was a peaceful day. I approve.

-Zexion (who hopes for more days like this)

...the word "Zemyx" cracks me up.

Must... sleep... so... many... finances... Roxas... exhausted... my Xehanort... [/incoherence]

Sora was very cooperative. He was most adamant about me keeping the fact that the great Keyblade Master still *delicious blackmail information goes here*.

...heh heh heh. All is well.

Okay, confess. Who ate all of the seasalt ice cream?

Axel, Roxas, I know it was one of you.

Speaking of seasalt ice cream, Demyx and I visited the lab again this morning. Some things had been moved around; I wonder who had been there. I couldn't identify the scent. It was someone I didn't know. Perhaps some kids had been snooping around my old room. I suppose I'll never know. Anyway, I locked all of the doors and put a special spell on mine, so I don't think that will be a problem anymore, unless Sora unlocks it with that blasted Keyblade of his. Perhaps I should pay him a visit with my copious file on him and make sure he doesn't nose around where he's not wanted. As a matter of fact, I think I shall.

-Zexion (who doesn't appreciate people being in his former room without his permission.)

*sighs contently* That was an excellent "DemyxxZexion Day," I believe they call it. I am a happy, happy Nobody right now. ^^;

Oh my. It seems today is what they people in that alternate world call "DemyxxZexion Day." ...Do not expect to hear from me much today. I shall be... busy. >D

I received quite an "interesting" instant message while doing those infernal finances. It's never the sane fans who contact me. I wonder why that is.

( Cut for unbridled weirdness of the mentally unbalanced n00b variety. )

That was a most frustrating conversation. I shall be going now. Good night, all.

-Zexion (Cuts are for journals, not my skin.)

After all these years, I still receive heaps of finances dumped upon me. Ansem the Wise used to force me to do them all the time, and now the Superior has picked up on his little habit. *sigh* 'Tis the price of having superior math skills, I suppose. Still, my Xehanort the Superior should treat me better. I suppose I shall ask Roxas for his assistance, as the other Elders would never aid me with such tedious work, and Roxas has the most proficient math skills of all of the neophytes. You know, I really quite like Roxas. I wouldn't feel right ordering him to help me, so I shall now humbly request his assistance... after I find a highly caffeinated beverage. I do believe I might fall asleep on my keyboard if I do not.

-Zexion (I am not an accountant! Enough with the finances!)

Yet another world has fallen to darkness, leaving a plethora of new books in its wake. I must obtain said books and research the culture of this world. I had never heard of it before, and probably wouldn't have if Demyx and I hadn't gone to Traverse Town today and met with some of its former residents.

Ah, yes, the trip to Traverse Town. It was... hectic. It seems those rowdy college students had returned. One mistook us for a pair of lesbians, another tried to proposition both of us, and another wanted us for their game of strip poker. ...College students disturb me.

Did you all know that I skipped elementary and middle school and entered straight into high school? Actually, the government said that I had to attend preschool before I could do that, just as protocol, but... that's not something I'd like to revisit. *shudders* Bad memories... Anyway, yes, after that semi-traumatic preschool experience, I entered high school at the age of six. I was finished by age eight, at which time I entered college. I suppose it was because I was just a child, but no one acted in such unflattering and iniquitous manners around me. They must have worked quite strenuously to censor themselves around me, because I heard from Axel that most college students are thoroughly debauched.

Oh, I suppose it can't hurt to go into detail about preschool. See, I've never really been able to get along with my peer group, having been a child genius and all. In preschool, I was treated like an infant by the teacher and bullied horrendously by the other students for my love of science and literature. One even went so far as to push me off the playground. That resulted in my hospitalization, yet she went unpunished, as she claimed it was an accident, and of course, the teacher believed her word over mine. That teacher thoroughly despised me, as she was quite intimidated by my intelligence, if I may say.

Well, that's enough ancient history. Goodbye for now.

-Zexion (who is glad to have been sheltered)

Nothing much eventful occurred today. I spent a nice, peaceful afternoon with Demyx and wrote a report of our latest mission afterward. Demyx slept on my shoulder as I wrote; it was quite sweet.

-Zexion (who has a warm and fuzzy side, despite what certain fans might think)