Oh, but of course, my not-so-loyal readers, I don't own the game itself. However, I own this plot, my sisters and I have all rights to ourselves, the weaponry and costume and set design, and other such fripperies, are also mine. What you choose to say in the reviews I hope you'll leave me are all yours. The s i t e belongs to some people I don't know, the internet as well as the design for my computer belong to Bill Gates, Word in itself belongs to Bill Gates, and my room is a shared item between my parents and me. See ya at the end of the chapter.

Just so you know, you'll never know.

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After that… things got normal.

Roxas and I were constantly put on missions together. I think the superior thought we'd make a cute couple. Or maybe it's just that he wanted to put us together due to the "other" situation. Because yes, I had accepted myself as Xon. Sona seemed like a totally other person from me. But Tam didn't agree.

You are who you are.

Yes. Xon.

Please remember.

I don't want to. It might make me feel guilty. There's gonna be plenty of time for that when I turn back.

You mean you like not feeling connected to Riku because Roxas is a source of physical comfort.

There is that.

This makes me angry.

It's not your problem.

Then you're a traitor.

Well…maybe I am. So what?

You realize that you'll have to choose between them soon.

Yes. I do.

And your choice will be?

Riku.

What?!

Riku. He had me first. It's only fair.

But you're so good for Roxas!

Riku would probably kill himself if I left him.

I suppose that's true…

And I actually loved Riku. Probably still will once I burn the damn rose.

I see.

Yes. J' adore Roxas. But I'm quite sure I love Riku.

What if you burn the rose and love Roxas more?

Then it will get interesting.

Riku would kill him.

I don't think he could…

Huh?

Back to the cheating thing.

Will you ever explain tha- heads up. Axel's here.

Oh no.

"ROXAS!" Axel ran past me. I turned and went after him. Time to play dumb.

"Where's Zexy? And Larx?"

"Oh…you know…" He wrapped his arms around Roxas.

"No, really, where are they?" Asked Roxas, glancing at me.

"They died." He shrugged, "I never liked Zexion, he had the biggest log wedged up his ass. Shame about Larx though."

"How did Zexy die?" Ooh, I'm challenging you!

"Oh…uh…"

"Yes?"

"Well…ya see, he…ah…"

"You wouldn't have had anything to do with it would you?" I narrowed my eyes.

"Of course not!" But he didn't make eye contact and he sounded panicky, "Why the twenty questions?"

"How did he die Axel?" Roxas pulled away. He glanced at me. Ah, I see, he's doing it for me.

"Roxy?" Axel looked hurt.

"Well?" Roxas moved towards me.

Axel stared. Then he glared. At me. Total doomgaze. I glared right back.

"I know what you've done." I told him, "And I won't forgive you."

"I haven't done anything Xon-my-darling." I flinched at this. Invoking Larxene was not the thing to do to me today.

"Roxas?"

"Yeah?"

"Ya wanna go?" He got it.

"Right. Let me just change."

"Meet you there. I'll fill you in."

"Sure thing."

"Wait! What's she talking about Roxy?" Axel looked…unhappy.

"It's a personal thing Axel." I said.

"Yeah, it's kinda our thing. We don't even bring Dem." Roxas shrugged, "Don't worry about it."

What you've probably completely missed was that Roxy and I are going to meet up at 5:18 for drinks and chat. And a bit of macking…etc.

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Much later, and much satisfied, Roxas and I waltzed back into the Organization. I was about to head up my staircase when he took my arm. He looked serious.

"Xon?"

"Yeah?"

"If we had hearts…"

Uh oh…

"Yes?"

"Do you think you would love me?"

I felt the breath leave my body in one long whoosh.

"I think I would. Yes." I'm not lying. I probably could love him. I think I just might.

Roxas kissed me in the gentlest way imaginable. Then we stood there, looking at each other.

Then there was fire. Axel was standing there looking…sad, angry, and a little bit crazy. But mostly sad.

"How could you…" He whispered, "I gave you fucking everything!"

"Axel…" I said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to steal Roxas from you…it just sort of happened…"

"You shut up! Roxas, I fucking LOVE you! You mean everything to me! You're my best friend and you mean EVERYTHING! How could you do this to me?!"

"Axel…" Roxas…

"Axel, I know what you're going through." I said, "I was with a guy a while ago and he-"

"I told you to SHUT UP! I'll deal with you later."

"Xon, why don't you go to your room." Roxas said, "I'll work it out."

I shook my head, "I'm the problem. I should be here."

"You are not the problem!" Roxas looked indignant.

"Yeah, I kinda am."

"Xon. Go. I need to be alone with Axel right now."

"You sure?"

"Yes. Go. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, get outta here."

I went.

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I spent the night reflecting on everything. I came to one conclusion. It was time for me to go. I agonized over my goodbye letters. One to Roxas,

Dear Roxas,

I'm sorry to do this to you, to leave you hanging like this. You're an amazing guy, Nobody, whatever. I think I do love you. But I'm not what you need. There's someone out there who's waiting for me. I know him. He needs me. And really, I have no place here. I don't think I did, even in the beginning. I need to go. Be nice to Axel, it's not his fault.

I'll miss you, Xon

And one to Demyx,

Dem,

I can't stay. You're a great friend, so I'm sure you'll understand. Be careful who your connections are, I'm sure we'll meet again. Stay away from the keyblade master at all costs. When it comes down to it, you may have to leave the Organization. Just like me. If you do, look me up.

Sayonara Sir,

Xon

Even one for Axel,

Dear Axel,

Sorry about the trouble I've caused you, and for all the pain. Take care of Roxas or I'll come beat your ass. Be nice to Demyx. You did just kill his best friend.

Baibai, Xon

With that, I threw some of the clothes I liked into a duffle, along with my toiletries. In the messenger bag went books and a walkman. Also some cds. My quilt went into a backpack, along with the smallest pillow from the bed. Small purse that manages to hold all your munny. The letters were on the desk. I took the charm off my room. Then I grabbed up the rose, and portal-d myself outside.

…0…

It was raining. How cliché. I was glad I'd put on that hoodie.

I hopped a bus that would take me to a residential district. There were lots of apartments and boarding houses. I'm sure ONE of them would put me up.

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Finding a home was much easier then I thought. And older woman with two rooms for rent said I could stay for fifty munny a month, so long as I kept my room clean. I promised to help her in the garden every now and then too.

She handed me the keys, and showed me to the door. Then she bid me goodnight and went to watch Murder She Wrote.

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The room was small, but I liked it. The fridge was mini-sized, the stove was next to it, and then there was one counter block with the sink. Cupboards over all of it. The mats on the floor were clean. The one door led to a small bathroom, with just a shower a toilet and a sink. A Medicine chest had been left behind. A Chair too. And a slightly cracked china bowl.

I set up what I had to make it more homey. I'd have to go shopping later. And I'd need to get a job. There was a restaurant I passed on my way here that had a help wanted sign, I'd try there. If that didn't work, I could try the café down the street, or the grocery store three blocks down. A discount never hurts.

Aren't you forgetting something?

Hmm?

The rose. Burn the rose. As long as you stay a Nobody, they'll trace you.

I'm a little nervous.

Why?

I don't know what to expect.

I'll be right here. Do it.

I will.

I did.

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Sorry for the shortness and the lateness. You have no idea the stress and pain I've been going through. Reviews to cheer me up please? Please?

Just tell me your favorite part and I'll be fine.