I know I confused some of you, so hopefully this'll clear things up

I know I confused some of you, so hopefully this'll clear things up. The Last Nobody was in fact Part One of this trilogy. Silver Eyes is Part Two. Yes, I know that chronologically Silver Eyes should come first. I don't care. I wrote TLN first, I intended people to read it first, therefore it is Part One.

That said, you should not read this without having read TLN. You'll be very very lost. Now, if you've read TLN but not Silver Eyes (shame on you) you're probably okay… but I'd still go back and read it if I were you. You can probably figure some of what Bruixe's Organization time was like, but believe me, you need the whole experience. Go read it. Please.

*pants* Okay, I'm done. The majority of these characters I'm using aren't mine, the exceptions being Bruixe and any of the Eternal Kingdom characters minus Terra, Ven, and Aqua. Enjoy.

I don't wanna live, I don't wanna breathe
Unless I feel you next to me
You take the pain I feel
Waking up to you never felt so real
I don't wanna sleep, I don't wanna dream
'Cause my dreams don't comfort me
The way you make me feel
Waking up to you never felt so real
         -Skillet, 'Comatose'

A/N: yay fluff. :)

"Bru-ixe…"

A girly, singsong voice woke Bruixe from her sleep. "Mmm," she groaned, rolling over onto her stomach and burying her head in the covers. "What time is it?"

"Six A.M.," replied the voice.

Bruixe threw a pillow at the source of the voice and was rewarded by a huff of indignation. "It's my day off," she muttered. "Come back in three hours. Or ten."

"But Bruuu-ixe," the voice complained, giving her name way too many 'u's, "you hafta wake up!"

"I'll take care of it," said a second voice. "Get lost, Kairi."

Goosebumps rippled down her spine as warm lips met the back of her neck. Strong arms wrapped around her waist, warming her through the thin sheet.

"Am I allowed to wake you up at six?" Riku murmured into her ear.

"Let me think about that one," Bruixe replied, trying to turn over, but Riku held her fast, mouth moving back and forth across her neck.

"Hey, I can't get up if you won't let me," she told him.

"Oh, now you're anxious," he mocked, but let her turn over, meeting her raised eyebrow with her favorite boyish grin.

Bruixe locked her arms around his shoulders and brought her face to his, lightly tracing the shape of his lips. Riku crushed her even tighter to his chest, one hand sliding up between her shoulder blades, the other buried in her long black hair.

He smelled like salt and palm trees; Bruixe could never get enough of it. It was like a drug, an addiction. She ran her hands over the strong muscles of his back and shoulders, but very little could distract her for long against the irresistible taste of his lips against hers.

"Alright, break it up, you two," called a brash voice from the doorway.

Riku disentangled himself first, tilting his face toward his friend. "Sora, you're a filthy hypocrite," he taunted.

The younger boy smirked. "Hey, we're gonna miss the sunrise if you guys fool around any longer."

Riku sighed and leaned down to kiss Bruixe one last time. "Good morning," he told her.

"Good morning," she replied breathlessly.

Days seemed to pass like a dream here on the islands. For the first time in her life, Bruixe could honestly say that she felt happy – really, truly happy. Here she could make a new life for herself, away from anyone that could compare her to Xehanort or blame her for past mistakes.

The only thing that still bothered her were the dreams.

Not dreams of the Eternal Kingdom; no, when she'd defeated Xehanort the dreams had stopped. These dreams were of her time in the Organization.

The details of the dreams varied, but one thing was always the same. The faces of Axel and Demyx, the first friends she'd ever had, haunted her. And she knew why.

I couldn't save them, she thought.

Not that she hadn't tried. She'd busted Axel out of Saix's personal torture chamber, spirited him away to the mountains of the Eternal Kingdom. As for Demyx, she'd had every intention of getting him out. It wasn't her fault that Axel had gone after Sora, or that Saix and Xaldin had ambushed her on her way to save Demyx.

At least, that's what Bruixe told herself. But the dreams had other ideas.

"Ground control to Bruixe," Riku called, waving a hand in front of her eyes. "Come in, Bruixe."

"Ha ha," she said, shoving him. She had been staring off into space, she realized.

He grinned. "Whatcha thinking about?"

"Nothing," Bruixe told him.

"Uh-huh," he replied, unconvinced. "C'mon, spill it."

"I said it's nothing," she argued.

"Dreams again?" he guessed.

"No," Bruixe answered. It was technically true. After all, Riku was probably referring to the old nightmares of her father. She'd told Riku about those dreams. But talking about Demyx and Axel might make Riku ask questions… questions she didn't necessarily want to answer.

Riku reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind Bruixe's ear. "You're a bad liar, you know," he said conversationally.

"Shut up," she grumbled.

"Are you going to tell me, or am I going to have to annoy the heck out of you first?" Riku wanted to know.

"Try me," she challenged. "I'm a pretty tough shell to crack."

He looked as though he was about to argue, but Sora was running up behind them, and he tossed something heavy at them; it thunked into the sand. Bruixe picked it up. It was a glass bottle, corked and containing a rolled-up slip of paper.

"Message in a bottle," the Keybearer said. "Riku, did you tell her yet?"

"Not yet," Riku replied.

"Ooo, let me, let me!" Kairi exclaimed.

"The suspense is killing me," Bruixe muttered sarcastically.

"We're going to a ball!" the redhead babbled excitedly. "It's an invitation from the King. The Hollow – er, I mean, the Radiant Garden Restoration Committee is throwing a party to celebrate the completion of construction, and they've asked King Mickey to host it!"

"Kairi found the invitation yesterday when you were at work," Sora told Bruixe. "Apparently no one's heard of mail service."

"A ball," Bruixe repeated. "As in… dancing."

"And dresses and makeup and shopping!" Kairi sang.

Bruixe groaned.

"Awww, come on!" Kairi pleaded. "It's every little girl's dream to go to a ball! It's just like the fairy tales!"

"Whatever," the former Organization member grumbled, wondering what little Rubie would've done at a ball. Probably set the thing on fire, she thought, and laughed quietly to herself.

"You're not gonna let me say no to this, are you?" she sighed.

Kairi grinned. "Not a chance."