Xion: ...

Roxas: Please...forgive me.

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Chapter 3: Kaze no Xion

It had been almost two weeks since Roxas's fallout with Xion. Since the fallout, Roxas had not gotten any contact from Xion. No texts, no calls, nothing. Sora, Kairi, and Namine had gone back to their usual selves, their feelings of animosity towards Roxas gone. However, they had encouraged Roxas to make up with Xion. Roxas would not have any of it, and would always try and quickly change the subject. They never knew the real reason Roxas didn't want to make up with her.

Xion, however, was not as reluctant. She did not avoid the subject of Roxas as much as Roxas avoided the subject of Xion. But she too was still somewhat reluctant to make up with him. It looks like it's up to her friends to help her out.

-I-

It was a Saturday afternoon. Xion was spending the afternoon in the mall with her own friends. No Roxas, none of his friends, just her friends. They were in the inside of the Juice Parlor, drinking juice and hanging out.

"If you ask me, the kid's going through a bit of a shock phase."

Xion sipped her juice and looked at the friend sitting across from her at a table. His name was Axel. Axel was tall and had long, fiery hair matching his fiery personality. He was the weirdo of the group, doing many crazy things, talking about the strangest (and dirtiest) topics, and displaying signs of a possible crazy pyromaniac. At times, Xion would find herself wondering if Axel is really who he says he is. Some days, he would be working alongside her, like cheering her up when she is going through a tragedy. Other days, he would be against her, like insulting her clothing before a major dance. He was, as Xion puts it, a total weirdo.

"He has no reason to go through a shock phase! So what if he found out he has a sister? Get over it, it's not like it's gonna kill him! Xion, you should give this Roxas guy a good piece of your mind."

Xion raised her eyebrow as she gave her other friend a weird look. Her name was Larxene. She was of average height and had blonde hair. As Xion says, Larxene is not exactly the greatest best friend around. She wields a sharp tongue, not unwilling to say how she really feels about anyone. If she thinks someone is stupid, she'll say just that. If she thinks someone looks bad, she'll say that. If she thinks someone stinks, she'll grab that person by the neck, lift him up and yell at him to take a shower. She enjoys fighting, and believes that force is the only way to completely coerce someone to one's side. She seems sadistic at times, but is not as violent as she leads everyone to think.

"Just give the bro a break, Xion. Like Axel said, he's just going through a shock phase."

Xion chuckled. It was just like Demyx to take someone else's opinion so he doesn't have to waste energy making his own. Demyx was easily the laziest part of the group. Everyday, he would lounge around combing his mullet and playing his sitar. Who plays sitars these days, anyway? Not only was he lazy, he was quite untrustworthy. If you told him a secret, the very next day, he'd blab all about it on his Facebook. Xion could not even remember the reason she was friends with him.

Larxene growled and slammed her hands on the table. "No, no break! He needs to get over it, and he needs to do it now! Family is family and that's that!"

Xion found herself meekly trying to talk to Larxene. "Um-"

"Aw, none of us have ever even met him. I'm sure he has perfectly good reasons for, well, barking at his sister and making her throw her noodles to the ground," Axel nonchalantly said as he took a sip of juice.

"Xion, you should've just given them to me," Demyx said, laughing to himself. No one else laughed.

"Ah, if I didn't learn to laugh at myself, I would have killed myself by now."

"Xion, you're his little sister. You need to do the sisterly thing and force him to let you into his life!" Larxene barked.

"Larxene, force isn't always the answer, you know," Axel stated.

"Well, it's a lot quicker than talk and diplomacy."

"I don't get the problem," Demyx said. "They're just noodles."

"It's not the noodles, Demyx," Xion began. As she opened her mouth, she took a deep breath and held her hand to her heart. "It's the feelings behind it. Roxas was so cruel to me that day. Here I was, trying to be a good sister, and he just up and yells at me! That day, when we met on the ferris wheel, was one of the most enriching events of my life! I found out there was more to my family than I realized. And Roxas just stomps on that like it's nothing. Well, I'm done with him. As far as I'm concerned, I'm an only child."

The three friends looked at Xion. They had looks of sadness on their faces, even Larxene.

"Wait...you're the one who doesn't want to make up?" Demyx asked.

"...Yeah. And I doubt Roxas wants to, either."

Larxene placed a hand on Xion's shoulder. "But Xion, family is family. You need to be in his life, and he needs to be in yours."

"That's not happening," Xion said as she sipped the last of her juice. "Roxas told me his true feelings that day at the ice cream parlor. And he can't take that back."

"Well, that's where you're wrong, Xion," Axel interrupted. "Yes, true feelings out in the open can't be taken back. But false feelings can."

Xion groaned. "Axel, those were his true feelings. How do you know otherwise?"

"Just trust me, the kid's going through shock. Sure, it didn't surprise you that much, but maybe it was different for Roxas. Perhaps seeing a new family member in his life just overwhelmed him."

"You're not putting up much of a good point," Xion muttered.

"What can I say? Maybe there's a part of his life he doesn't want you exposed to."

"He's a teenage boy who works at an ice cream parlor," Xion scoffed. "What's so dangerous about that?"

"Okay, then maybe there's some other things that he doesn't want you to find out. There's probably something that, if you get too close to him, you'll find out that he doesn't want you to. It scares him."

Xion thought for a moment. Perhaps Axel was right. If she could get Roxas to listen to her for a bit, she could prove to him that she really means well and she just wants to be a good sister. If there's anything he doesn't want her to find out, then she'll promise not to dig deep into his personal life. There just might be a chance that it will work.

"Alright, Axel. I'll try and talk to him. But if it doesn't work, I'm blaming you."

Axel laughed and held his hands into the air. "Hey, what can I say, again?. I'm not all that reliable." He then grinned and looked sharply at Xion's eyes. "Got it memorized?"

-II-

It was a boring Sunday morning. Roxas was all alone at home. Lying on his bed in his small, stuffy room, Roxas was doing nothing. Nothing at all. Sora, Kairi and Namine spend their own Sunday mornings with their parents. Some "family bonding" to do the heart well. Roxas's own dad was out getting groceries. He normally would have sent Roxas to do it, but seeing as how Roxas was not in the best of moods these days, he decided to go get the groceries himself.

"Ugh, such a boring Sunday. Why can't there ever be anything else to do?"

Ding-dong!

Roxas lifted his head off of his pillow. The doorbell had just rung. Roxas got out of his bed and ran to the front door.

"Is that dad? He sure was quick with the shopping."

Roxas quickly opened the front door. However, it was not his father standing in the doorway. It was his sister, Xion.

"Hi, Roxas."

Roxas did not answer back. He sighed and rolled his eyes. "What are you doing here?"

Xion walked into the house, ignoring Roxas. Roxas leaned on the doorway and stared at Xion. He thought he had specifically told her he did not want to see her ever again.

Xion leaned on the counter top and stared at Roxas. The two simply stared at each other, not making a sound. Roxas scowled. Xion looked blank.

"I'll ask again. Why are you here?"

"I want...to talk to you."

"There's nothing to talk about, Xion. You heard every single one of my words that day at the creamery. I meant it all."

Xion stiffened. Her blank eyes began to get clouded with small signs of anger and sadness.

"Please, just hear me out for a moment."

Roxas was not happy with it, but he waited. He decided to hurry and let Xion say what she needed to say so that she would get out of his house as soon as possible.

"Roxas, are you pushing me away 'cause there's something you don't want me to find out?"

Now Roxas stiffened. He gritted his teeth and looked at the ground.

"There is, isn't there?"

"Are you done, Xion? Will you get out of my house now?"

Xion bit her lower lip. It seemed to Roxas that she was not going to leave without a fight.

"Roxas, what is it? Drugs? Alcohol?"

"No, Xion, nothing is wrong."

"Roxas, I'm sorry. I promise, whatever you don't want me to find out, I don't have to know about it. I promise not to dig deep into your personal life. Just please, let me back into your life. I want to be there for my big brother."

Roxas groaned, exasperated. Xion's promises didn't mean a thing. It wasn't that there was something bad he was doing. It was Xion just being there that would make his feelings more forbidden. After all, he lov-

N-no! I don't, I don't...

"Roxas..." Xion came to Roxas and hugged him. Roxas lightly gasped. The warmth from her hug, it felt so real. It was almost enough to soothe his cold, aching heart.

Perhaps...I can trust her. Xion, maybe you and I can really be brother and sis-

"I already said NO!!!"

Roxas violently shoved Xion away from him. She fell onto the ground. She stared at Roxas, teary-eyed.

"Are you deaf, you annoying brat?!? I don't want you in my life! I don't need you in my life! You're nothing but a nuisance!"

With hot tears clouding her eyes, Xion lept up and walked to the door. As she stepped outside, she left Roxas with a few last words.

"You're going to die a cold and bitter old man, with no one mourning at your deathbed."

With that, Xion ran away, not looking back. Roxas watched her as she ran. He exhaled, believing he did the right thing. However, his heart said otherwise.

-III-

It was now Monday morning. Roxas was at home. Why? It was Veterans Day. Thus, there was no school.

It was 6:00 AM. Roxas was still in bed, snoring. His dad had already left for work. Roxas's dad had to work holidays, except for Christmas and New Year's. He was in maintenance at a golf club, and a lot of people tended to golf on holidays. But luckily, he would get a day off the very next day.

Ding-dong!

The doorbell rang. But Roxas was still sleeping, so he couldn't hear it.

Knock! Knock!

This time, the knocking woke Roxas up. Tired, he got out of bed and slowly walked from his bedroom, through the hallway, past the kitchen and to the front door.

"Dad must have forgotten something. Or...oh god, it better not be Xion."

Roxas opened the front door. However, it was neither his father nor Xion standing in the doorway. It was a tall man with long and spiky red hair. He stared menacingly at Roxas.

Roxas did not falter. He had faced bullies that looked worst than this guy. "Can I help you?"

"So, you must be the famous Roxas."

Roxas eyed the man suspiciously. "Do I know you?"

The man studied Roxas from head to toe. "Hm, you look a lot like her. Just with blonde hair."

"Like who?"

The man crossed his arms. "Who do you think? I'm talking about Xion."

"Oh."

The man casually walked into Roxas's home, uninvited.

"Hey, you get off of my property!"

"I have a name you know. It's Axel. Got it memorized?"

"Well, Axel, get out of here or I'll call the cops."

"Not until we have a little talk."

Roxas growled at Axel. The fiery man only stared back with intense eyes.

"You must be here on Xion's behalf. What are you, one of her friends?"

"Try one of her best friends. I care very much about Xion."

"Uhuh. Then why are you here instead of hanging out with her?"

"Cause I'm gonna talk to you. And trust me, I'm a lot tougher to get rid of than your sister."

Roxas clenched his fists. Although he wanted Axel out immediately, he felt that Axel was telling the truth about being harder to get rid of. Roxas doubted any amount of yelling and emotional screaming would be enough to get rid of this hothead.

"Don't think I haven't dealt with punks like you before. I've dealt with guys with dangerous weapons. I've tackled druggies and potheads. But those guys don't even compare to what you've done."

"And what exactly have I done? I haven't killed anyone. I haven't even touched a drug in my entire life. I'm just a tired teenager who works in an ice cream parlor."

Axel scoffed. "Sometimes, emotional damage hits far worse than physical damage. And that is exactly what you have done. You're wrecking your family, and you're ruining Xion as a result of it."

"You're too melodramatic. Xion's just fine."

"Just fine?!?" Axel yelled. He stomped over to Roxas, and grabbed him by the collar. His eyes blazed with an fiery inferno of anger.

"She told me what happened when she came here yesterday. Do you really think Xion crying is a normal part of her life? Absolutely not! She cried for hours. And me, Larxene, and Demyx took care of her during that time!"

"I don't know any of those people!"

"Don't try to change the subject, you deaf, annoying, bratty nuisance!" Axel yelled, deliberately calling Roxas the very things Roxas called Xion. "I don't know why you're acting like such a selfish jerk, and I don't wanna know why! What I do know is that you're breaking Xion's heart!"

Now Axel let Roxas go. Roxas panted heavily. Axel exhaled, calming himself down.

"Maybe you should start thinking about Xion's needs, and stop thinking about your own. If you don't want her to spend too much time with you, then just tell her that. Sibling diplomacy is always the best in these situations. But at least let her into your life. All she wants is to find the other half of her family that she's been missing for so long."

Axel gave Roxas one last look, and then walked out the door and away from the house.

Roxas collapsed to the ground. He still panted heavily, though he did not know why. What Axel said had got Roxas all worked up. Even though Axel spoke of diplomacy, it was force that was needed to make Roxas finally stop and think for a moment. To think about Xion's needs.

-

The afternoon soon came that Monday. Roxas was at his job at the Verona Creamery. He was currently cleaning a table next to the one Kairi and Namine were sitting at.

It had only been a few hours since Axel had barged into Roxas's house and barked at him about Xion. Yet his words hit Roxas deep. Was keeping Xion away to prevent his feelings from being magnified really the best option? If he just drove her away, then he would likely never see her again. And that would be a fate worse than death. Although he had never told anyone, Roxas loved his sister very deeply. Which was the reason he drove her away in the first place.

Sora was acting all goofy behind the counter. "Hey, I was just wonderin'. Why is this place called the 'Verona Creamery' if it's stationed here in Capulet Town?"

"Maybe to give the Capulets a taste of Verona," Kairi suggested.

"But Verona is right next to Capulet!" Sora called out in exaggerated surprise.

"You guys get off at 4, right?" Namine asked.

"Yeah," Sora and Roxas answered.

"Let's go to the movies. I want to see 'Dear, Mick'."

"Ugh, another sappy love movie!" Sora groaned.

"I want to see it too," Kairi said, pouting.

"Oh, alright, I'll go. What about you, Roxas?"

"Well, I-"

Roxas stopped. Through the transparent walls at the front of the creamery, he saw Xion outside. For a moment, it looked like she was contemplating going inside the store.

"Xion!" Roxas called out.

Sora, Kairi and Namine looked at Roxas in surprise. Xion also looked at Roxas. However, she just glared at him and ran away.

"Xion!" Roxas threw his hat to the ground and ran to the door. "Sora, cover for me if the boss comes in!"

Roxas ran out the door, chasing Xion. When she looked back and saw that he was chasing after her, she sped up. "Leave me alone, Roxas, I'm tired of trying to get through to you!"

"I'm sorry about everything!"

"It's too late for that!"

Roxas chased Xion around the street corner. Soon, he saw her running towards the entrance to the Verona Metropolitan. The entrance led down to the subway station. She hurried down the stairs, with Roxas after her.

Roxas rushed down, unfortunately bumping into many people. As a result, he lost sight of Xion. Roxas looked around the different platforms, looking for Xion while dodging the bustling crowd. Then, he saw her entering one of the subway trains. He rushed into the same train.

Immediately, Roxas found himself pushing inbetween many people. The rapid transit train, despite not moving yet, was filled with people. Nevertheless, he was determined to find Xion. He looked over the heads of other people, looking for a black-haired girl.

Soon, he saw her. She was clinging to a pole, her face strained. When Roxas looked closer, he saw that she was strained because an old man next to her was groping her. It didn't seem like anyone else noticed this happening to the poor girl.

"Oh, you're a cute girl, aren't you?"

Xion stiffened, but didn't move. The creepy old man only continued groping her, his actions slowly becoming more and more disturbing.

Seeing this made Roxas's blood boil and his anger all the more enraged. He shoved all the other people away, and hurried to Xion.

"Roxas?!?" Xion called out, surprised.

"You get the hell off of my sister!" Roxas screamed, kicking the man in his uncomfortable spot.

"Ah!" The man sank to the ground, gripping himself. Roxas grabbed Xion's arm and they ran out of the subway. They went back up to the surface, panting heavily.

"Ah, Roxas...thank you."

"It's no problem."

The two were silent. Roxas looked at Xion, his eyes begging for forgiveness. It seemed like Xion would still have to be persuaded back to his side.

"Xion, I'm sorry."

"Is that all you can say?"

Roxas fell to his knees, not caring how stupid he looked. He bowed to Xion, surprising her. "Xion, I'm the worst big brother in the entire world. I don't deserve a wonderful sister like you. Please, find it in your heart to forgive me."

"Roxas, you're such a dummy."

"I don't care. I want everyone to know that I'm proud to have a sister like you, and that I'm willing to do anything for you."

"Roxas..."

Xion knelt down to Roxas's level. They stared at each other's eyes, at each other's ocean blue eyes.

"Xion..."

The two embraced. They had been brother and sister in conflict. Now, they are brother and sister in unity. Roxas made sure never to make a stupid mistake again.

A light, cool breeze was in the air.

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-Finally got this chapter up. It's a bit rushed at the end because I wanted to get this update up quick. Thank you all for reading.

Are you a fan of harem? What about Kingdom Hearts harem? Then check out my other story, "Sora 100 Percent."

Thanks all.-