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In an attempt of suicide, you somehow wound up in a league of cloaked warriors. They called themselves Nobodies, and seemed to have the goal of becoming whole once more. Seeing as you still had a heart, this goal was nothing to you, but the mysterious man your heart longed for was certainly enough to make you want to help them. Supposedly you were the key to their success, but would your own heart lead you to your demise?

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24. Chapter 23

Endless sunset stretched across the horizon in rich colors of yellow, orange, and magenta. Clouds complimented the skies along with the bright setting sun against the ocean's waves. A large clock tower loomed above a town that was structured like a small city.

You walked through the abandoned streets silently, looking at the closed shops. The sun did not seem to be dropping further than it was, making you wonder if this was an eternal dusk. How were you supposed to know when to sleep here? This was civilization. Being in the Organization's castle was an entirely different ordeal.

You froze in place as someone, whom you figured to be a shopkeeper, made their way toward a door. They unlocked it and moved to the window to switch the sign to open. The owner looked at you hopefully, but you turned your shoulder to them. Even if you were interested in buying something, you didn't have the munny.

Voices caught your attention, and you cautiously crept forward to observe them. You could hear a girl's voice accompanied by two boys, expected to be teenagers due to the high pitch. They seemed to be laughing, but something must have cut them short. A new voice could be heard among them, muttering a good morning.

You edged your way forward some more to listen better. They were calling the late arrival a lazy bum or something rather. Frowning, you poked your head around the corner, your face almost right next to a fence. This caused you to blink in surprise at the almost-collision, but you gave your head a quick shake and strained your ears.

"What do you think? Sunset Hill today?"

"Uh...I don't know."

"How about we get some ice cream first?"

"You always think with your stomach." There was much laughter.

"Sunset Hill it is." You jumped back instantly as four teenagers ran out of the alley. They stopped at the sight of you, and who would blame them? Your attire was certainly something out of the ordinary for a girl, especially since you had your hood up. (A girl in tight clothing is rather easy to spot, if you were wondering how they would be able to tell the genders apart.)

Your eyes traveled over the youthful people, taking in their appearances with an odd expression on your face. Your gaze rested on a blonde boy at the end of the row. You blinked twice and shook your head. It couldn't be.

"Roxas?" you asked. The boy jumped as though he had been caught stealing cookies from the cookie jar.

"H-how do you know my name?" You started laughing, reaching up and lowering your hood.

"I'm a friend of Axel's!" Roxas's large blue eyes blinked, and he cocked his head to the side in confusion. "You know...your best friend? Ring a bell?" He shook his head. "Uh...whatever. Surely you must recognize my uniform?" Another confused look. "Organization XIII? Did you completely forget your background or something?"

"This is my background," he replied. "And what's Organization XIII?" You sighed and shook your head, raising your fingers to your temples.

"Never mind. Maybe you're not the Roxas I'm looking for. But you match the boy in the picture..."

"Huh? W-what picture?"

"In Axel's bedroom. He had a picture of him and you. He was giving you a noogie or something...who knows what he was up to? It's Axel!" No reaction came from the nobody. "Still doesn't ring a bell, eh? This is even more hopeless than I thought."

"Hey, do you want to come to Sunset Hill with us?" asked the girl. Your attention was drawn from the familiar boy. "It's not far, and the train ride is free of charge." You held out your hand in attempt to open a portal again...nothing.

"Sure. Why not?" you drawled with a whimper. Xemnas was going to have your head when you finally got back. Not to mention the fact that you were rather tired. It seemed the Organization was actually on nightshift according to Twilight Town.

"Great!" exclaimed a large boy. You blinked and resisted the urge to poke his chubby stomach. His hair stuck up in odd directions above a red aerobics band, which he was apparently using as a headband. "I'm Pence."

"Hayner," said the other blonde boy, his chocolate brown eyes fixed upon you in greeting. He was in an arrogant pose, his arms crossed over his chest. Khaki pants in a camouflage pattern dressed his legs, giving you the impression that he might be somewhat of a rebel. Before you had a chance to study any more of his odd teenage clothing, your attention was drawn elsewhere.

"My name is Olette," said the girl cheerily. "Nice to meet you." Roxas stayed silent until Pence elbowed him in the ribs.

"Ow! Oh. Roxas."

"I know," you said dryly. "I go by Xevia." Were they worthy enough to know your real name? Heck no! A fat kid, a rebel, an overly cheery girl, and an imposter certainly didn't make your crowd.

"Alright, Xevia; let's go." Pence waved you to pursue as they began to run up a slope. You sighed and followed reluctantly. If it weren't for Xigbar, you wouldn't be here with a bunch of kids. "Here we are- Station Heights," he announced.

"Fascinating," you drawled sarcastically. You followed them into the train station and boarded an orange train. In seeing the color, you chose something entirely ridiculous to busy yourself with for the ride: trying to find something that rhymed with orange. You would do anything to amuse yourself at this point.

"I wonder if Omar will be there," said Olette dreamily. You gave her an odd look, catching Hayner rolling his eyes.

"It's her boyfriend," Pence explained to you.

"The boyfriend we've seen one too many times," Hayner growled. Olette shot him a green-eyed glare. "He's with us every day!" It seemed he was in the mood to test her anger. She stood up and moved to the back of the train, where she sat down, stared out the window, and idly played with a lock of brown hair.

"Uh...don't mean to intrude, but if it makes her happy, shouldn't you support her? She's your friend, right?" you questioned.

"Well, yeah...but he's not." The cart slowed a stop and the passengers stood up expectantly. The door hissed as it opened, and you stepped out and looked around. The flaming sunset met your eyes once again, though now it seemed all the more radiant.

"It's pretty, isn't it?" The voice behind you made you jump, and you responded to Olette with a quick nod.

"Come on; you haven't seen anything 'till you've been to the top of the hill!" called Pence, already running into the mass of buildings. You blinked and started walking, the teenagers rushing past you. Roxas, however, lingered.

The blonde nobody walked beside you silently, gazing up at the sky in thought. Your eyes were immediately attracted to the shuriken-shaped zipper decoration on his vest. It was shiny.

"You know...him...don't you?" he asked.

"Huh?"

"Sora. You know him." His piercing blue gaze fell upon you and you stopped walking immediately. So Roxas wasn't entirely blank on the nobody subject. "I've had dreams about him. Who is he?" Never mind that. You continued plodding after the teens.

You took a deep breath and shook your head, turning to look at the streets. The buildings and manmade waterfalls glowed from the setting sun. He continued to watch you with interest; he knew you knew something, but you weren't telling.

"Do you know...Kairi?" Kairi...who? You turned to look at him with a frown. His face was lit up with hope that someone, anyone, might understand.

"I'm sorry," you answered with a shake of your head. He gave an exasperated sigh.

"Every night I dream about him. Sora. I don't know who he is, but there's this Kairi, this girl he likes. I don't understand why I'm dreaming these things." You did, and you were beginning to assume that perhaps somehow his memory had been erased.

"I...know Sora, yes," you declared at last. "He's the keyblade bearer. My...enemy. Your enemy." His eyes lit up with surprise and confusion. "Roxas, you—do you know who you are?"

"Of course. I'm Roxas."

"No, no. Besides your name. Don't you remember anything about the Organization?"

"You mentioned them before. Who are they?" You reached up and scratched your head in thought. How were you supposed to explain without making him think you were some sort of lunatic?

"Organization XIII is a group of nobodies, meaning they have no hearts, that have come together as a team to complete Kingdom Hearts. Don't ask me why; Xemnas won't tell me."

"Xemnas?"

"The leader," you said bluntly.

"So...you don't have a heart?" You wanted to strangle him, but thoughts of Axel held you back. As much as you wanted to be away from him, you knew Axel would give his life just to see him one more time.

"I do...I'm the only one."

"I don't get it," he admitted, and you chuckled.

"Never mind. Let's just catch up. Chances are, Olette, Pence, and...Hayner, is it? They're probably already at the hill. Come on."

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