He couldn't sleep. It was hard to after all he had been through that day. It was hard to stop thinking about something that was about to bring three people into what was supposed to be a private situation. But what could he do? Roxas had asked him a question in which he and another person were now involved in. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt anybody, but he already had. Sighing, he sat up and looked next to his bed. Even though it was dark, he could see what was there. It was odd how the shadows made it look like their group's crest. He reached for it and brought it to his lap. He turned to his night stand and reached for what he wanted off of it. Holding it firmly, Demyx quietly began to strum his sitar.

Axel groaned as he laid in his bed. He twisted and turned in his bed as he struggled through a nightmare. Laying on his side, he held his arms and nuzzled closer to his pillow. His breathing was heavy again and he felt a little cool. "Roxas" he cried bitterly. Hearing the sound of his own voice made him wake up. His temperature came back to normal and his mind came back to reality. Panting slowly, he sat up. He had no idea how he fell asleep, only remembered the morpho sitting on the windowsill. That was confusing, but he didn't feel like thinking about it after waking up. Falling back to his pillow, he sighed and held his hand to his head. Axel couldn't sleep, his mind refused the action. It'd make him return to the nightmare he interrupted by waking up. "Damn" he sat back up and slid out of the bed.

"I am not going to be awake for battle practice" he walked over to his window. It was still night, stars ruling the sky with open clusters and what looked like white dust across a pitched black sky. He looked towards one of the towers to where another scene of stars were. It was like this every night ever since he had joined the Organization, but change was coming. Xemnas had told them that something could be there later, something the sky sometimes had. A moon, a heart shaped moon. And this one would be something they needed. He said it would come if he awakened. That when it came, the sky would be more beautiful to look at. The way he said it made him sound unsure, but his thoughts were that it would be something that would give them hope.

But that's not what Axel wanted, even though everybody else did. He didn't have a whole lot of hope, but he didn't need any. 'The sky looks better without it' he thought, putting his hand on the window. His reflection looked back at him and touched his hand. "Like we really need a new moon" he sighed, returning his hand to his side and walking to his bathroom.

Axel felt nervous walking into the bathroom, still thinking about earlier. He still hadn't drained the water, but he didn't want to look into the sink, fearing of what had happened earlier happening again. "I've got to get over this" his hand slipped into a fist. Ever since he was born as a Nobody, he lived without a whole lot of fear. And he did not want to let some red water get in the way of that. He sharply turned to the sink, ready for whatever would go through his head from what he saw. "Huh?" he raised an eyebrow. He walked over to it and saw that the water a very light pink, almost clear. He backed up to the wall and looked in the sink in confusion. "I could've sworn it was blood red" he gasped. Though this was surprising, it made him feel better. "Guess my mind was fooling around with me" he walked over to the sink and pushed down the lever to released the water.

Walking around his room, Axel had no idea what to do now that he was awake. His mind was too wide awake for him to go back to sleep. Battle practice was not going to be easy in a fatigue condition and the last thing he wanted was for Saix to taunt him for his weak status. "Like that bastard would be able to do it in the same condition" he sighed as he sat back down on his bed. He looked towards the clock. 2 a.m. Early in the morning. He then turned to the wine next to it. It was the same as when Demyx had placed it there. "Might as well. I don't want Demyx's visit to have been useless" he reached for it.

As he drank, he thought about Roxas. He couldn't help but think about him after all that had happened. "How do I make it up to him?" he returned the empty glass to the night stand. It wasn't going to be easy to do what he thought he could earlier in the bathroom about apologizing. He had no words in mind or any plans to even start with. Roxas was probably one of the most fragile people he ever met. Even though he was tough and stoic around everybody, whenever they were together, he'd let his real emotions and feelings out. Many of his feelings were affectionate towards him, yet he turned his back on them yesterday. "Maybe Roxas'll be cool with it if I just apologize and get him some ice cream" he looked to the side. 'You know that won't work. Quit kidding yourself' he thought as he got up. "I know" he said, slipped on his boots and walked out the door.

He walked down the hall, looking at the other member's rooms as he passed by. All of the lights were off, but of course they were off. Nobody would stay awake at this hour. Suddenly, he stopped, at Roxas' door. It was cracked open a little. 'What if I tried apologizing to him now?' he thought. Roxas, being tired at the time, would allow him to forgive him without any other words to be said. His hand reached out to the doorknob, but immediately stopped inches away. "Too easy" he turned to the side and kept walking. He wanted Roxas to hear everything when it was time to say "Sorry" to him. He wouldn't have been awake enough and just forget about it later on that day. Roxas needed to be fully awake when this would happen, just like the time when the both of them were ready to talk about their problems and each other.

Axel strolled into the kitchen, barely able to see his way around. It was dark and the only light came from a small Organization crest light on both sides of the doorway near the floor. But he didn't need them, he knew where everything was. He made his way over to the fridge and opened it, it's light almost blinding him. Reaching in, he grabbed a can of fruit punch soda and brought it out. He used his finger to punch it open, not bothered by the scratch that he made on his finger. He could've gotten a glass, but he was too tired to. As he was about to put it to his lips, something didn't feel right.

Nobodies could feel different auras of living things which signaled when they could appear and attack. This is what Axel felt. An aura with a power a little stronger than him touched his skin. Even though he stood calmly, a chill shot up his spine and a feeling that somebody was watching showered over him. "Isn't it a bit late to be getting a drink?" a smooth voice asked. Axel sighed and calmed down. "What do you want, Saix?" he turned around to him. Saix leaned against the doorway, his arms crossed as if he was expecting him. "I heard you walking down the hall and wondered what you were doing up so late" he smirked. Axel absolutely hated it when he did that.

"Look, I can't sleep so I got something to drink, okay?" Axel closed the fridge door, making both of their eyes glow. The aura could only be seen in the dark through their eyes with the color of their iris. "Really? You usually sleep like a dog" Saix chuckled. Axel clutched his hands, almost squeezing the soda out of the can, but then calmed down. Usually he'd defend himself in a situation like this with a sly comment or insulting whoever back, but he was in no mood and was too tired. "Just leave me alone, Saix" he groaned. Saix laid his head against the doorway, both amused and surprised. "You're not going to start a usual fight?" he asked. "Maybe later, when I'm more awake" Axel started heading toward him to leave. Saix used his arm to block his way out the door.

"Something must be wrong. You've avoided a conflict, which is unusual since you fight with anybody who insults you. That can't be from fatigue" he raised an eyebrow. "I have a lot on my mind right now" Axel sighed. Saix looked at him for a while, not sure to believe him. Finally, he put his arm down. "Fine. I believe you and I won't provoke you to tell me" he crossed his arms again. "Thanks" Axel nodded as he passed him by. "Thanks? You've never said that before either" Saix followed him. Axel stiffened up and looked back at him. "Don't get used to it. This won't always happen" he sniffed and looked ahead. "Hmph, if I talk to you at this hour it will" Saix chuckled. "Why are you following me anyways?" he whispered as they entered the residential area, trying not wake anybody up. "Just making sure you go back to sleep" Saix crossed his arms. "You'll be up for a while then" Axel snickered.

"Then I'll just make sure you get to your room" Saix followed closer behind him. 'It's like he's on night patrol' Axel groaned in his mind. He opened his door, walked in, and looked behind him to see Saix close the door. "Great" he rolled his eyes. He had nothing else to do to make himself fall asleep. Then, he looked to the bathroom. He could take a shower, cleanse himself of the stress weighing on his mind. Or better yet, he could wash his hair and shower at the same time. That would make him feel better than before. He looked to the clock again. 2:15 a.m. Not a whole lot of time had passed. "Fine" he said to himself.

Axel walked over to his closet and opened it. When he turned into a Nobody, he didn't have a whole lot to wear, but he made some quick adjustments. They were all allowed to wear something around the castle, but whenever battle practice or an assignment was given, they had to wear their coats. "Guess I'll choose this one" he reached and took out a white short sleeved shirt along with some black pants. He laid them out on his bed. "Anything is better than just sitting around" he sighed and walked into the bathroom.

"This book has got to be around here somewhere" Roxas looked at the list. He sat on a small stack of books he had searched through with other stacks around him that had already been there. Roxas had been searching for the past few hours for the books. The books in the library were in alphabetical order, but they were on different and higher shelves. Xemnas had collected some many books that he had restarted the alphabetical order again in some areas. What was worse was that Roxas had no idea what the books on the list looked like or what shelf they were on. "I should've known this wasn't going to be easy" he sighed, getting up. He stumbled back, losing his balance.

Roxas fell onto some books which immediately slipped under his weight after being stacked crookedly. "Crap" he groaned in pain. Reaching for two lower stacks, he slowly pulled himself up. "Ouch, that hurt" he winced has he rubbed his lower back. "This is definitely going to hurt even more later" he chuckled to himself. Suddenly, he shot up straight. 'Later' he gasped in his mind. He had lost track of what time it was. He had battle practice in what he thought was "tomorrow." Roxas quickly looked around for a clock, just to let him know how long he had been in there for. He got up and carefully stepped around the books both on the floor and stacked, heading for the computers. "Don't tell me that I've been in here a long time" he groaned, slowing down to one. It read 2:25 in the corner of the screen, but he only needed to see the hour to close his eyes and groan. 'I should've kept track of the time' he pinched the bridge of his nose. He looked back to where he had started to look and sighed. "Guess I'll finish this later" he shook his head. It came to him now that it was a bad idea to start looking late at night.

He left the library and walked back to his room, tired and weak. Sitting down so long had rushed his blood down to his feet, making it hard to walk. His head also felt a little light and his neck a little stiff. "Just need some rest" he sighed as he came upon the residential tower. 'I should've just teleported here' he thought, but he knew that was a bad idea. Nobodies could sense the darkness in teleporting from anybody, even when asleep. If anybody sensed his teleportation, he'd be in a bad position. 'It's not fair that the towers are so far apart' he came up to his room. Pushing the door open, he took a few final steps to his bed and collapsed. He kicked off his boots and sat up to take off and toss his coat to his desk. With the last of his strength, he got up once more, undid the sheets, and got into bed. As he laid against the pillow, he heard something. He sat up a little bit and looked to the wall behind, wondering why he was hearing running water.