I remember a lot of things about that kid. But nothing stays so long as his smile, his laugh. It's bittersweet, thinking about that kind of stuff. Makes me smile, but sometimes I swear I feel tears. How can they be there? We don't have hearts. Doesn't it take a heart to cry?
I remember the last question he asked me before the superior sent him to take down the keyblade wielder. He said it had been on his mind for a long time.
"We don't have hearts." he had said, his bottom lip pushed out and index finger to his chin.
"Thought you said question." I grinned, pressing a kiss to his forehead before leaning back to continue trying to play his sitar.
"Then how come I feel like…" he sighed, exasperated at the fact that there were no words to describe feeling despite the lack of feelings, "like I feel? Like real emotions."
I stopped playing. I had always been afraid of this question. Afraid? As if. Like I could actually feel fear.
"I don't know that I have an answer to that, kiddo." he bit his lip, his eyes asking me to come up with something. "Alright. Look, I've been thinking about this too. This is the best I got. I know we don't have hearts, and we can't feel, but maybe when two of us get together…I don't know, maybe it's as close to having a heart as we can get."
Demyx thought about this for a moment, then leaned into me with a big goofy grin on his face.
"That's pretty romantic of you Xiggy!" I smiled in return. It was hard not to with him around.
"As if."
I feel tears again, but I don't think they are really there. Maybe it's some residual feeling from remembering being human. I won't check. I don't want to know.
I can hear Roxas. No, Sora. I hear Sora. I can swear I feel anger, I can swear I want revenge. And as he comes in to my vision I can't help but smile. Either I end him or he ends me. Either way it's a happy ending.
Or it would be. If I knew what happy was.