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The big problem was, Roxas didn't just have to memorise each of their names on the spot, it felt like he had already known their names. And yet the hesistation at the beserker (wait? beserker? what was that?) and the strange feeling of incompleteness was still there.

"Er.. no its fine, no cookies, I'll pass." A part of him told him it wouldn't be so bad if it was Axel giving him the cookies, but he wasn't quite ready to trust others. That Xigbar.. wait a minute; he turned around to the tallest of the three, eyes widening. "Xigbar, how did you know my name?" He had never met this Xigbar before, but it didn't make sense, the familiarity, the everything. But it didn't matter; he knew himself best.. right?

Demyx's question also belatedly hit him, Roxas suddenly remembering the reason why he had come here in the first place. "And I dont know why I'm stuck with this key... thing. For some reason, it 'told' me to come here, but all I really want to do is get rid of it... and figure out why it feels like I've been here and talked to you guys before."

The last statement he blurted surprised even himself.

A dark portal opened in the castle and out stepped a tall man in a black robe and long silver hair, Xemnas, the superior. His ears flicked, eyes narrowed as he searched his surroundings in the familuar castle.

"So...they are here"

His steps were effortless as he moved through the halls, a cold emotionless look in his eyes, following the sound of distant voices and the presence of his subordinates.

Along the way he had come across Saix, eyes narrowing at the others behavior and his reactions. Interesting...what would cause such a reaction in the normally cold berserker. But Xemnas kept his thoughts to himself and they would reach the large main room together.

Standing in the door, the superior looked over the group, making a note of who all was present and who was not. The last one his eyes settled on was Xigbar, and the scarred one's reaction to himself and Saix was not lost on him. He shot his own look back, rolling his eyes with a faint growl.

"I see you two are still fighting."

Axel blanched, making an effort to keep his jaw shut. Xemnas? No way. He angled his body so that he stood between Roxas, Demyx, and the rest of the room. His hands twitched. How he wanted to wrap them around Saix's neck and just squeeze that smirk right off his face! "Pansy" he muterred to himself. Imagine, going crying to the boss because he was afraid of a little key!

"Why shouldn't we have him around?" Axel shot back. "Xigbar says that Xemnas is the one who brought him into the group, obviously he's here for a reason." He grinned. "Unlike your sorry a** being here. I don't even know why Boss keeps you around!"

At first he was confused, but now he found himself just slightly irritated. "Why is Xemnas the boss and what do you mean by numbers?" The key thing in his hand seemed to pulse with energy at the arrival of this 'leader', it took most of his willpower not to swing it angrily at Xemnas, an action empowered by strange memories of anger and denial.

He looked from Xemnas, Xigbar and the beserker to Axel and Demyx. "And what is organisation 13 anyway and why would I want to be a part of something like that?" It was strange, a part of him that wanted to belong, but the other part that denied all existance of belonging.

A low growl rumbled in the superior's throat, his eyes narrowed, arms crossed impatiently. Didn't matter how long those two were apart, they always started this as soon as they were together. Children...

"That.is.ENOUGH!"

His voice was hard and forceful, one that would not be argued with. His eyes shifted between both Xigbar and Saix, his words spoken to both of them. It seemed they were both about to be in trouble, and the superior looked like he was about to kick both their asses.

"Both of you, stop acting like children!" He turned to glare at Saix, "You will not question me again, ever. I have my reasons for bringing the keyblade here and that is all the answer you need." His glare turned toward Xigbar, "You will learn to control your temper, and both of you will stop instigating the other. Do I make myself clear? Good, I will deal with both of you later."

That matter dealt with, he stepped into the room, toward where Roxas, Axel, and Demyx stood. As he approached, the glare in his eyes faded returning to their cold unreadable epression, but there was a look of interest in them. His gaze shifted between all 3 in turn, before settling on the keyblade. But rather than fear or distrust of the others, he was most interested in it. But for now, there were other issues at hand.

"Where are the others?"

Axel watched Xemnas neatly and effortlessly break up the impending fight between Saix and Xigbar, and shudered. To have that much control over them...he wondered if their boss had ever...asked him to do something. It seemed like it could have hapenned...but what? And would he have the power to refuse him if he asked him to do something horrible this time? He doubted it.

As Xemnas walked towards their trio, Axel was torn between standing between Demyx, Roxas, and the approaching boss, or giving way before his obvious seperiority. At the last moment he averted his eyes and took a step back, neatly allowing Xemnas full access to Roxas. It felt wrong, but his body seemed to move of it's own volition, and he actually gave a cursory bow,keeping his mouth shut on the smart remarks he would normally have made in such a situation. He looked at Demyx, silently pleading with him not to make an a** of himself, though he was sure Xemnas allready knew his particular quirks. That bit of power he had seen when he was putting down Xigbar and Saix though...

It was the scariest thing Axel had ever seen, and that was saying alot, considering...that time...

"A... keyblade?" Roxas repeated the word, looking at the item in his hand. He stiffened as both Axel and Demyx pulled away from him, suddenly feeling very exposed, hairs on his neck rising as he felt the superior, Xemnas, eye him like a slab of meat. A part of him screamed that no matter how angry or upset he felt at Xemnas, it would not be a smart idea to do anything against this leader. The other part sulked angrily, seething, but his muscles were rigid, locked.

All he could do was stare back defiantly, indignant as all the leader did was give him a dismissing glance before addressing the question of where the others were.