Author: UmbraTsuki PM
This starts towards the end of Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days, when Riku defeats Roxas. Roxas wakes up back in the Organization, in his own room. He has completely forgotten about Xion, but starts to remember things... -** Discontinued **Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Friendship/Fantasy - Roxas & Xion - Chapters: 23 - Words: 33,284 - Reviews: 54 - Favs: 21 - Follows: 16 - Updated: 05-20-10 - Published: 01-10-10 - id: 5656752
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Kingdom Hearts Fan Fic
(Only read if you've played "358/2 Days" PLEASE!!)
The rain water felt good on my face. Something good before I died.
He had left a long time ago. But who was he? He wore the organization's coat. Yet he wasn't one of us...
No, I mean one of them. I left the organization.
Why was I sill breathing? I thought he had killed me. But maybe not...
Slowly, I rose. The only question was whether or not I'd return to the organization though. I didn't belong there.
I didn't belong anywhere. Xion died by my hand. How could one who killed his best friend go on living?
That was what I thought. And then my memory started fading.
I slipped into unconsciousness.
DAY 359 ~ Another Day Off
I woke in a white and gray room. The organization's building. I started to get up, and felt a sense that I shouldn't be there. That I was forgetting something. But what?
Ignoring the urgency, I walked out to where Saïx was so that I could get my mission for the day.
On the way, I saw Axel.
"Hey, Roxas," though he looked a bit nervous when he said it, Axel managed to keep a light tone. I wonder how we could be so cheerful without hearts..
"Hey," I replied.
"You're not mad at me or anything?"
"What?" I became confused. "Why would I be?"
"Never mind," Axel shook his head. "So how are you holding up?"
"Just fine," I responded. "I still have to get my missions for the day."
"Oh, don't worry about that," Axel said. "We have the day off, again. I was just heading back to my room for a nap."
"Oh," I again felt that sense that I was forgetting something important. But I ignored that.
"Do you want to meet up for ice cream afterward?" Axel asked. "I'll buy."
"Of course," the urgency wouldn't go away. "I'll see you later, then."
"See you," Axel turned and walked down the hallway.
I decided to go walk around in Twilight Town a bit. There was not much else for me to do.
I saw Pence there, out in front of the clock tower. He waved and I approached him to talk.
"Hi, how are you?" he asked.
"I'm fine," I replied.
"How's your friend doing?"
"You mean Axel?" I wondered why he wanted to know.
"You know, the one you were looking for underground one time," Pence said. "I think she dressed kind of like you do."
I felt like I knew, deep inside who he was talking about. That sensation of urgency had returned again, yet stronger this time. It felt like I was so close to remembering, that I only needed a little bit more…
"Hey, are you okay?"
I probably wasn't. My head throbbed and I was seeing glimpses, flashes of memory again. It wasn't the boy in red, this time…but I didn't know who it was. Someone who wore the organization's cloak, someone I'd laughed with, had ice cream with…a female voice. But her face was…just not there. Almost…I almost remembered her name…
Yet as quickly as the memories had come, they disappeared. But I felt…emptier than I had. I instantly forgot almost all that I had remembered in that short period of time.
The only thing that I didn't forget was that there was a third person that Axel and I had talked with, up on the clock tower eating ice cream. Or rather, in my head this was more of a notion than an actual fact.
"I'm fine," I told Pence. "I have to go somewhere, now."
"Okay," Pence replied. "I'll see you later, then!"
I headed towards the clock tower.
"You're early," Axel said as he approached. I was already sitting at the top of the clock tower, waiting. "Or am I just late?"
I didn't even respond, since I was still thinking about earlier.
"Was there someone else that we did this with?" I asked.
"Did what?" Axel took a seat beside me.
"Sat up here and ate ice cream with," I replied. "Was there someone else?"
"You don't--oh. Not with us, no," Axel answered. "Why?"
"Just a thought I had earlier," I sighed.
"Here," Axel handed me an ice cream.
Sea salt ice cream was interesting. It tasted salty, but sweet at the same time. But it was just something Axel and I had always done, since I joined the organization.
"Thanks," I said.
We sat and ate ice cream; watched the sunset. I was glad that some things never changed.