As Roxas falls off the Twilight Town train station tower, he turns his gaze to the dimly lit sky. "Namine," he thinks, reaching to Hayner, Pence, and Olette as he plummets, "what's happening to me..?"

The blonde clenches his eyes shut, knowing that he's insane to be asking something like that to a girl who can't even hear him.

It's true, we're all a little insane

But its so clear…

As Roxas was dragged down by gravity, little bits of things he didn't know of flashed through his mind. "Memories of Sora's," he mused, "at a time like this?" And yet, there was no brown-haired girl or silver-haired boy in sight.

Only a tall red-head, a musician with bright, green eyes, and some bookworm with lavender hair falling over his right eye. It all felt like something was being unchained from it rusty binds within him.

Now that I'm unchained…

Roxas forced his eyes open again, the air making a whooshing noise as it rushed past his ears. He watched his three friends shrink away from him as he plummeted to the merciless ground below. Roxas's heart jumped into his throat. "Oh god," he thought, cerulean eyes widening in fear, "I'm going to die, aren't I?"

Fear is only in our minds

Taking over all the time

Fear is only in our minds but its taking over all the time …

Roxas sat up in a cold sweat the next morning, fine as he always was, completely uninjured.

It was only a few days later that Roxas's fate became clear. He was to die. Disappear for Sora. Become one with him. He couldn't stop the single tear that slid down his cheek as he stepped slowly down the staircase into the lab of the mansion.

You poor sweet innocent thing

Dry your eyes and testify…

Forcing his fear and sorrow for his life turn to violent rage, Roxas had smashed the computer beyond repair. He wished for the machine to sink into hell, as he knew he surely would. Disappear. Vanish. Die for him. Die for someone he didn't even know. Die for Sora.

Roxas stepped into the next room, quickly vanquishing the Dusks that awaited within. And then, he appeared again. That red-head. "Simply amazing, Roxas." he drawled, arms crossed stubbornly over his chest.

"Axel." the blonde recognized him instantly. The young man that had haunted the dreams that belonged to him. The young man that plagued the dreams that weren't filled with Sora's memories.

"You really do remember me this time," Axel said, coming to a stop and clenching his fists as flames appeared around them in a circle, "I'm so flattered!" And for some odd reason, whenever Axel hit him with those chakrams, it felt as though it was an emotional blow as well.

You know you live to break me, don't deny…

Axel had disappeared once again into the black void of shadows, leaving Roxas wondering if he would ever see him again. How long would he have to wait? How long to linger for him?

Roxas's shoulders slumped as he trudged on, meeting the man in red robes. "No!" he declared to him, absolutely livid with the idea of becoming one with Sora, "my heart belongs to me!"

Roxas made so many attempts on the red-robed man, only finding his attempts to be in vain. This only snipped away at his patience. "I can't escape this, can I?" the blonde asked himself, realizing that he couldn't run from his fate.

"Sora," Roxas murmured, cerulean eyes locked onto his other's sleeping form, "you're lucky. It looks like my summer vacation is…"

He trailed off, suddenly summing up this event, his purpose for this. "…over."

Sweet Sacrifice…

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A.N.: Alrighty, this one was probably not so great, yeah? -sigh- Tell me what you think anyways. .