I LOVE 358/2 days, despite how depressing it is. This is about Roxas, Xion, and Axel, but mainly Roxas and Xion. So of course this contains spoilers.
They were all scattered, it seemed. Those times sitting on the clock tower while eating ice cream was now gone. No one sat at that clock tower anymore. There were no sea-salt ice cream's waiting to be eaten after a mission was done. It seemed their spot had been left to collect dust. She had disappeared in a flurry of crystals, he had disappeared without much of a word, and the other had been left with the memories that were desperately trying to fade.
Ever since she had gone he had forgotten. When his best friend left, he had remembered. Reading his diary, something all of the organization had if just to keep up with missions, had jarred his memories of her. Things began to click back into place and he wanted more than anything to bring both of them back.
Roxas.
Xion.
Both of his closest friends had disappeared and he had failed to bring them back. Axel had failed his two best friends.
Roxas had no memories of his two friends. He was stuck in that fake virtual world with those fake friends of his. He didn't know better. There was no way for him to know that Hayner, Pence, and Olette were only data and not actually real humans.
Xion . . . she was gone. Just like that, she had been overtaken by beautiful crystal shards that glistened as she disappeared as well as the memories that consisted of her.
Time changes though. People remember things and sometimes those things can be restored, slowly if not surely.
Soft azure eyes blinked open, only to be met with bright white walls. Footsteps could be heard, echoing off of the endless white, "So, my assumptions were right."