Saix looked up at the sky of the World that Never Was. The night glowed with a deep purple radiance, the stars blotted out by the towering skyscrapers that shot into the sky like titanic obelisks. Closing his eyes, Saix tried to think of what the stars might have looked liked in this world. Sighing, he flexed his hand slowly and sat up. In the depths of the timeless city that surrounded the Organizations fortress the shadows moved on their own accord, swaying and treading the empty streets, with piercing yellow eyes that thirsted with an unmistakeable hunger. These shadows gazed at the figure lying on the bench now, with his sea blue hair lying like a halo of water around his head, and his face smooth and perfect except for the deep red scars the crossed across the bridge of his nose.
Even though his eyes were closed, Saix knew that someone was watching him. Sniffing the air and recognizing the raw smell of woodsmoke, Saix opened his eyes and turned his head to locate Axel.
Number VIII was looking for something, that much Saix could tell. Staying silent, he watched as Axel looked down either road at the T-junction, and check his watch. He was wearing long black jeans and a red tank top, and his hair was slicked back effortlessly. Saix might call him beautiful.
But that ship had already sailed. Saix knew why Axel was here, at this time. He was always here, at this time. It was at this time, at this exact spot that Axel would meet with Roxas, and they would spend the night together under the sky. Saix had been watching this occurrence for a month now, and as he slowly shrank back to the shadows his breathing became more rapid, and his hair stood on end as he waited for Roxas to appear.
He did have to wait long. At the opposite end of the courtyard a portal opened and Number XIII walked through. He was wearing cream combat trousers and a navy blue button down shirt, and was carrying his keyblade (a shining white blade, Saix believed it was named OathKeeper), mandatory protocol for travelling by portal in this world. Seeing Axel he threw his weapon onto the ground, where it soon dissolved into light, and ran over to embrace him. Axel beamed, and whispered something in Roxas' ear. They held each other close, and even in the dark night an aura glowed around them.
Saix blinked, suddenly realizing a tear had fallen from his eye. Quickly wiping it away, he silently made a portal and stepped through it, not certain of a destination, just knowing that he had to get out of there.
