Look, Ember Remembers

"Hey! Ember, can you hear me? Nod if you can," the voice belonged to Axel, and I nodded shortly. He let out a deep breath. "Sweetie, tell me what happened. Did someone hurt you?" when I opened my eyes slightly, he was glaring around the room, I'm guessing at people.
I shook my head but didn't try to sit up. "No...no one hurt me. I'm...I understand now. I understand what's going on..."
Everything in the room just stopped. No one breathed, no one spoke. They just looked at me, like they were expecting something amazing to happen.
"Tell us, Ember. What's going on?" a spiky haired, blue eyed teen encouraged, watching me with burning curiousity.
Taking a deep breath, I sat myself up. "I...I'm from the future. Sixteen and a half years in the future, I'll live here in the castle," I looked at Axel, who's lap I was sitting in, then to Larxene. "With my parents. And all the other children that ended up coming into the world," I looked at Zexion and the girl he was with before. "Including Majora."
The girl looked amazed. "How did you know we would name him Majora?" she asked in wonder.
"Because in the future, he's one of my bestfriends. He's a lot like Zexion, he doesn't say much, and he looks similar, too," I answered, everyone stared at me open-mouthed.
After a minute, it started to tick me off. But before I could do anything, I felt myself pulled into a hug by Axel. And at that very moment, I felt tears well up inside my eyes. Something about this moment was so amazing to me, so family like. The only thing it was missing was-
Larxene fell to her knees beside Axel and put her arms around the two of us.
-Nevermind, now it had everything. My mother, my father, and me, together. "Everyone got it memorized? She's my daughter, so treat her nicely, or else it'll cost you your lives," Axel threatened, letting go of me.
The Organization was in shock. Everyone seemed to be putting things together in their minds. I could see the gears turning 'round and 'round in their eyes. The first one to pipe up was a dirty-blond blue eyed guy.
"So...how many children are there that far into the future? One, Two, Five?" he asked, obviously asking if he would have children of his own. Which, if he was Demyx, he did.
"Well, if you're Demyx, then you have two children. And I think one on the way. Your oldest, Mizuhime, is about a year younger than me. Your other child, your son, is younger, five, I think," I informed him yawning despite myself. I was tired again, it was late at night. Tonight was...interesting.
I mean, how often in your life do you learn you've been thrust back into the past and meet your parents? How often does that happen? Not often, as far as I know.