By sunset, they found themselves sitting by the shore watching the red sun depart, reflecting itself onto the water and coloring the sky bright orange. A breeze blew through them, gently blowing their blonde hair past their faces.

"It's beautiful…" she said solemnly, keeping her eyes to the sunset.

"Yeah," he responded. "It really is. Times like these; I wish they would last forever."

"Me too…." She looked down at her hands. "Me too," she repeated.

"Namine…? Thank you for today. I had a lot of fun."

"No, thank you, Roxas. I think I had even more fun," she smiled at him, slightly chuckling.

"Ahh," he leaned back and sighed; the sun was gone, but the moon lit the night brighter than ever. "Sometimes, I can't tell when the sky ends and when the ocean begins. I think that's why I love the beach so much. The sky, no matter how vast and wide, also craves a union, like it does with the ocean."

"Like I asked, know it all," she laughed, pushing him.

He laughed as well. "Hey, you don't have to ask! I just wanted to tell you that you're like my ocean," he teased.

"What… you're so weird," she laughed, trying to hide her bright red cheeks. "Wait… How come you get to be the sky?!"

"Because…" he blushed. "I have my reasons."

"Tell me Roxas," she nudged, laughing at his sudden pause.

"The sky is on a higher level than the ocean. That's why," he mocked, showing her his tongue.

"Huh?! Hahaha hey! That's not fair! Now I see what you see me as!"

"No! Haha I'm kidding." He looked straight towards the horizon again and said, "It's because the sky seems like the protector."

"Roxas… where do you get these corny lines," she laughed.

He smiled. There was a pause as the two stared up into the glowing sky. "Namine. I'm sorry to change the subject again, but we never talked about what happened the other day."

"Huh?" She peered up at him, realizing a sense of seriousness in his face.

"Looking at the ocean and the sky… I feel like they'll never end… The dark portals that those people use… Do you ever wonder if there are other worlds out there? And, if there are why did we end up on this one?" He looked over at her. "I want to know, and I kind of want to get out and find out. I don't know."

"Roxas." She took a deep breath. "I wish… I wish, but you can't. No, we can't." She couldn't face him, but she had to be brave and finally tell him the truth.

He looked at her in confusion.

"I wanted to tell you this the other day… You know, before Diz came in and interrupted. Your dreams have an explanation." She pulled out her sketchbook from her bag. "Do you want to know the truth about who you really are?"

"What do you mean? No one knows myself better than me," Roxas laughed.

"Do you know these people?" She flipped through her sketchbook; he stopped her.

"Is that me? … And Axel…?" Roxas' hands float across the drawing in disbelief. Why? What is this? Did I really know that Axel guy?

"Yes it is. You guys are best friends," she looked over at him.

"Haha very funny Namine," he sarcastically blurted.

"No it's true you are."

"How come I don't remember him at all?"

"You weren't –" she paused, trying to find the best way to explain the situation. She flipped through the pages of her sketchbook to a drawing of Sora, Goofy and Donald. "You know these three, don't you?"

"Yeah! That's the boy I keep having dreams of, and I think those are his friends, Goofy and Donald," he recalled. "But what does that have to do with me?"

"You know about a year ago, some things happened… and I… had to take apart the memories in Sora's heart, but now I'm trying to piece them all back together again. He'll be just like before, but I'm afraid that the process has been affecting you too…"

"You mean by the dreams?"

"Yes… you and Sora are connected. And, in order for Sora to be completely whole again, he needs you Roxas –"

"Whoa, me? Why does he need me?"

"You hold half of what he is."

"Namine…"He looked at her in confusion and disbelief. "Who are you?"

"I'm a witch… with power over Sora's memories and those around him"

"A witch?"

"That's what Diz calls me… but I don't know why I have these powers; I just do. Except I don't know what the right way to use them is."

"Hmm… I'm sorry. I can't help you there," he sadly smiled at her. "Suddenly, I feel like I don't know myself at all. I guess I would like to know. What do you know about me?"

"You – no, we – weren't meant to exist"

"What?! Namine! How could you say such a thing?! Does that even make sense to you," he asked weakly. Deep inside, he knew she was right, but he didn't want to admit it.

"Me and you, we're nobodies Roxas… I'm sorry I guess some things are really better left unsaid."

"What is a nobody? And, what will happen to me now?" He glanced over at her, praying that she'll say something with even the slightest hope.

She sighed, "We weren't meant to exist. We're only half of a person that does exist… Diz tells me we don't have hearts and we're basically nothing. But you, you won't disappear if Sora wakes up… you'll be whole." It hurt to say this; she wished Roxas was his own person, but she knew Sora had to be whole to save Kingdom Hearts. She pushed her selfishness away and said more, "You'll be happier this way." She looked down at her hands. Why does it have to be this way? If there was another way… If there was another way…

Noticing her anxiety and sorrow, he placed his hands on hers. "… Look, I understand… Don't worry about me, Namine. You know I'll always be fine!" He forced a smile, hiding his sadness. He knew that meant he wouldn't be his own individual anymore; he knew that meant his existence would no longer matter. A tear ran down his cheek, a tear which he quickly wiped to flash her a smile.

"Namine..." he continued. "But I want to say another thing… I don't believe that nobodies don't have hearts… because I swear, right now, it really hurts…." He grabbed his chest. "…but I can't help but try and smile for you because I know you're really hurting too, maybe even more."

She slid her hand into his grip, holding his hand tightly. "…Why are you so kind Roxas?"

"I'm not. I'm just scared," he faintly laughed.

She laughed and her blue eyes gazed up at him, who was looking towards the horizon. "Well Roxas… even if we both become whole, we will meet again I'm sure." She faced the horizon as well. "Nothing really divides the ocean and its sky, right?"

"Huh?" He paused and stared at her. "Yeah," he smiled and sighed. "Well, I understand, but let's spend as much time we have together, since I know that my time is limited" He squeezed her hand.

"Yeah… and these memories of you and I always will be in my heart," she claimed as she shivered from the cold breeze that night brought. He nodded in agreement, took off his jacket and threw it over her shoulders. "No… wait aren't you cold," she asked, trying to return his jacket.

"Not if we sit like this," he smiled as he reached over her shoulder and pulled her close. She blushed and in response, leaned her head onto his shoulder. Their shadows blended as one, with the moon shining brightly ahead of them. Neither of them wanted to leave.