A/N: I'm going through this again and expanding upon it as well as fixing the many error's I've found. So if you may see some changes mades.



Saix sat in his room, tapping a pencil against his desk, mulling over the day's events. It had been a hectic day, but then when wasn't it.

He gently set the pencil down and came to a decision.

He had been getting tired of his current hairstyle so he grabbed a leather string and tied the back part into a ponytail.

Taking stock of what still needed to be done, he Grabbing his coat he eyed his room, it was still a mess, just as he'd left it...for the past few weeks.

"I've got to have Roxas do something about this, but later. It's 11:21 at night." He said quietly to himself.

He opened the door and after silently shutting it, began to walk down the long winding hallway. Pausing at the door next to his, he sighed and shook his head.

It was bad enough that the others were suspecting that he and Demyx had something between them, no need to add fuel to the fire. Letting his fingers slide from the door he continued to walk down the hall.

He thought he heard a door click and footsteps follow him but when he glanced over his shoulder he saw only darkness. "Tch!" Was all he muttered before increasing his pace.

He headed for the castle roof, where he could see the moon fully and think without being disturbed. He was halfway up the stairs when he heard a definite thump and a distinctive "OW!" Turning swiftly he pulled his claymore forth and turned around. "Who's there?" he demanded of the darkness in front of him leveling his sword. "Show yourself!"

A soft male voice emerged from the darkness. "Sheesh, are you going to hurt me with no good reason, Saix?" Demyx clumsily stepped out of the shadows, clutching his foot.

Saix breathed deeply and leaned his sword against the wall. "No, Demyx, I'm not."

Leaning forward to examine the Nocturne's ankle he inquired casually, "Did you have to follow me quite so quietly? You know that I don't like people sneaking up behind me."

Demyx shook his head. "I didn't want to wake anyone up. I heard your door open and wanted to see where you were going." Saix stood back up and leaned next to his sword. Looking up at the stars, he took a while in replying.

"I was thinking about going to where I used to live, if you must know. Back where" He trailed off and closed his eyes "...back when I was still a human. In what has become known as Hollow Bastion." He put his hand up to his head.

"This...this is the style that I used to wear my hair in then. I changed it when I joined the organization to reflect the changes in myself. After all these year though...I can't seem to forget or shake these memories of mine." He shook his head, then glared at Demyx. "Why am I even telling you this, much more remembering these things to begin with! Return to your quarters for now Demyx, I don't want people coming after me for now or have you drawn into it."

Demyx sighed and opened up a portal to his room. As he stepped forward into it, he said, "I think I like your hair better that way." And disappeared from view.

Saix scratched his head for a moment, before dismissing the comment.

He quickly finished climbing up the stairs and sat on the castle rampart. "If we truly have no hearts then why do I feel pain and grief over her death still? Damn it all the hell!" He growled at the sky, clenching his fists. "I became a Nobody to get rid of these feelings and to prevent me from being powerless ever again! And yet I can't get rid of these thoughts!"

He punched the roof and opened a portal. Drawing his hood about him, he angrily stepped into the streets of Hollow Bastion, to where his past waited for him, bathed in moonlight.