Author's Note: So, usually I'm crazy about making sure I edit things a million times before I post them. But I didn't edit this (though I can, if you guys need me to)-because I was desperate to add something to the RokuNami group, in seeing there's nothing here yet. I hope you guys enjoy. And if you want me to turn this into a multi-chapter fic, I will!

Roxas blinked—for what felt like the millionth time—as Naminé tried to tell him why this night light in their room was a good idea.

They were still young and innocent, so they weren't living together in the same room because they were having sex. But because they needed comfort after everything they'd been through.

He wanted to ask her why she thought it was safe to do this, when she'd recently whacked her eye on the lava lamp thing and had nearly gone blind in the eye because of it.

But then again… if one were to really close themselves off to anything that hurt them, Roxas supposed they'd never grow and live.

He'd come into life as a fourteen-year-old, so he had no true basis for this: But he supposed an example of this, was when a kid was burnt by fire when they were young. If they let that affect them forever, they'd never learn to cook, play with sparklers, or anything like that.

But Naminé was still afraid of the darkness… And if this gave her some relief from it, Roxas would happily oblige (he would just hold Naminé, and make sure she wouldn't fall off the bed to smack herself again)… Even if he didn't like light very much...

Naminé grinned, as she pushed the night light into the outlet and it painted the room in pinks:

Naminé had been hoping for pinks—to make her think of her sister Kairi—but oddly enough, there had been no night lights in that color that they could find.

Nami had then opted that they go for red, because maybe it would be faded and look rose-colored… and she had been right.

Sometimes Roxas really thought with Naminé's powers, that she may be psychic. But with as self-conscious as she still was, after everything she'd done, Roxas dared not bring it up.

"There, Roxas. I promise I'm done with the home improvement now. So if you want, we can go meet our friends now.

And so they did:

After Roxas dropped a quick kiss to Naminé's lips, to let her know that he had no issue with helping her at all.

…

As always, Roxas met Hayner, Pence, and Olette on the clock tower (and he would have met Lea, Xion, and Isa, if they hadn't been busy right now): This was their true Usual Spot, after all, and hell or high water Roxas was sure that this was what they'd continue to do.

Things were a little different now, though:

Pence and Olette had just gotten married at the young age of eighteen, and Olette was already pregnant: So Olette had to be very careful when she did this now.

And Hayner, after he had made it big as a basketball player had—sadly—twisted his ankle and lost his career (so now he ironically painted like Naminé did), so getting up here was also a trip for him:

And yet they still did it, because they wanted to make up for every memory they didn't have from the Digital Twilight Town and more. And how Roxas loved them for it.

"So, have you heard from Sora?" Olette asked—as she made sure to hand Naminé the fruity kind of ice cream that she would want (that Olette was now trying because of her), whilst Hayner handed the boys sea salt bars. "It sounds like Gula's gone evil."

And in hearing this, Roxas almost threw up. He didn't know Gula very well, but from what he did know of him the man had always reminded Roxas of himself.

So, to hear that he was capable of this kind of thing made Roxas begin having doubts about himself, and everything that he thought he knew.

…He'd been just a hair's breadth away from turning evil in the datascape, perhaps, so did this really mean if he'd been given the proper push there, he would have gone on a rampage?

Sensing how Roxas felt about this, Naminé squeezed his arm softly as she leaned her head against his shoulder.

"You and Gula are very different, Roxas. Don't worry about it. …If anything, he's more like when Sora went to the dark side after… after Kairi- than you."

This instantly struck a chord with Roxas… Naminé had been in love with Sora for so long, and she'd idolized him. Roxas was sure she'd still adored him even while they'd first dating… So, to hear Naminé speak of her belief in him now—even over Sora—spoke to Roxas well of Naminé's feelings for him.

Olette looked like she wanted to say something to that—and Roxas had no doubt that she did, since she had tried to woo Sora after Kairi had died—but seemed to think better of it, and stopped herself.

"Well," Hayner began—already trying to be the diplomat, Roxas could tell by his tone—"as much as it sucks to have someone trying to conquer the world again, or whatever, at least you guys have the foreknowledge about it this time: It's not like what happened with the Xehanorts, the Master of Masters, or when Sora went insane for a little bit. You should easily be able to go find him and beat him. Right? Or go talk some sense into him."

Hayner wasn't completely wrong. After their first journeys, Naminé had done recon missions on every world and now knew them like the back of her hand.

Furthermore, she'd implanted devices in each and every location that told you what people were there.

Given that Gula hadn't come up with a way to get rid of them—and so far, no one else had—they should be able to find him easily. It was true. But this was only if he didn't world hop and world hop, which was what he probably was doing.

…But it still left a bad taste in Roxas' mouth, to turn against an ally like this. Yes, Gula had now done it first. But still.

Despite the fact that Roxas had only felt a little safe with the night light Naminé had earlier put in their room… With this new knowledge, even that feeling had completely disappeared.