Author's Note: Whoops, sorry that I didn't reply to the reviews, guys (if I did, I don't remember xx; ). I'm sorry, but I don't think that I can write much violence, so if it sounds sucky, that's probably because I can't write action-y stuff. I hope you guys like it, though!

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Day 10

Today would be the final round of the Struggle. Last year, I probably would have been sad to see it go, as it was a town tradition to hold them every year. This time around, however, I was relieved to see it leave.

I suppose it was because Roxas was with us. He had only three days to be himself now, and we still hadn't quite discovered anything to keep him in our town.

The only information we had to go on was about the old mansion, but it was obvious we couldn't go today - the finals were more important at the moment. If Roxas won, then Seifer just might have enough respect in him to let our nobody stay in town.

...Of course, that would also include the whole 'if we could keep him in town physically' part. I sighed as I sat down on my usual bench. There had to be something we could do to keep him in town, right?

After all, this was Roxas we were talking about. Even though we had only known him for eleven days, he had become the glue that held the group together.

Even Hayner had admitted this; he too had realized that we hadn't made any big decisions without consulting Roxas too recently.

"Olette? You seem a little down..."

I had to admit, it was nice to hear Vivi's voice. He took my hand, offering me a smile. "You sure you're okay?"

I slowly nodded. It wouldn't be nice to make Vivi worry over Roxas too. "...Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little tired, that's all."

"You know, that's what Fuu makes us think when she's worried about Seifer..." Vivi said thoughtfully, as if realizing something. "Are you worried about Roxas?"

I don't know how he did it. I nodded, my face becoming a pale shade of pink. "It's hard to explain, but I am..."

The nice thing about Vivi was that he didn't ask any questions. He nodded, looking from me to Roxas.

"He's worried about you too, Olette. We'll all smile to make you two happy, okay?"

Pence sat down on the other side of Vivi, having only caught what the child had just said. "Yeah, Olette. If you and Roxas are worried about something, let us worry with you, okay?"

I waved over at Hayner, motioning for him to come sit with us. When he had sadly shaken his head no, Pence then explained to me, "Hayner wanted to watch this one from there. Something about not socializing during the struggles?"

I inwardly groaned – that was exactly what I had been doing the entire time.

The final battle began with a bang as Roxas and Seifer scrambled to their places; the gun had gone off without warning.

Roxas dodged Seifer's fast-paced thrusts; he jumped over each one instead. His feet accidentally hit Seifer in the stomach.

We then heard words that Vivi should never hear in his life.

Needless to say, we quickly put earplugs in the child's ears (and really, in our own too).

Taking this as his chance, Roxas swung his club at Seifer's arm. The older teen was too quick; he instead dodged it, causing Roxas to almost fall to the ground.

I winced. Roxas couldn't be losing this easily... Rai was almost ten times stronger, and he was able to beat the black-haired boy easily! (But then again, Rai wasn't able to add or subtract as well as he should for someone his age…)

The battle wasn't getting violent physically, but I could notice that it was slowly taking a toll on Roxas as each minute passed. He had the lead, sure, by the amount of balls he had...

But Seifer was older and had more experience.

Pence could sense my uneasiness. He squeezed my hand as I shut my eyes. I was unable to hear anything, unable to say anything...

It wasn't unusual for Roxas to be hurt, but why was it hurting me too?

The next thing I knew, I could feel someone taking the earplugs out of my ears. "Olette..." He whispered, taking my hand.

I opened my eyes to see Roxas, who looked almost confused at my current state. "...You worried me. You okay?"

It was embarrassing, to say the least. Not only had I skipped out on the final minutes of the Struggle, but I had also worried him...

Pence laughed. "I recorded the entire match, so don't worry about her missing the match, Roxas."

Roxas managed a smile. "It's not that I was worried about," He muttered.

Hayner and Pence pretended to not hear him (it was pretty obvious, though, by the way that they smiled at us). "Hey... maybe having some more of that ice-cream will cheer you both up."

I highly doubted it, and judging from Roxas's frown, he thought the same thing.

"Guys, cheer up. A little ice cream doesn't harm anyone..." Pence cheerfully said, pushing us in the direction of the clock tower.

Did we have a say in anything that we did these days?

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Apparently not. Roxas and I sat down beside each other at the top of the clock tower, glancing over at each other every now and then. As I took another bite of my ice-cream, I couldn't help but wonder why I hadn't bothered to look this flavor up lately.

It was... wonderful.

"Hey, Roxas?"

He blinked. "...Yeah?"

"I'm sorry for not watching your match as much as I should have..." I said, trying my best to avoid his gaze. "It's just that... it was starting to hurt me too."

He shook his head. "It's fine, Olette..."

We hadn't noticed how close we were to each other by now. Leaning in, my eyes locked onto his...

"Roxas! Olette! Sorry we're late!"

We realized what we were just about to do. I quickly looked away from him, my focus now on the sea-salt ice cream in front of me. As Hayner and Pence took their seats, popsicles in their hands, they exchanged all-knowing smiles.

Had they sensed that Roxas and I would have tried to... kiss...?

I don't know, but I really didn't need to right now. We began to talk about idle things once more, as we would have normally done, but there was one topic that we all agreed on.

Tomorrow, we would visit that mansion and find out what the computers were trying to tell Roxas. Maybe those computers had the key to keeping him alive in this form with us...

At least, I certainly hoped so.

Three Days Left.