AD: I'm really sorry for such a long time between updates…I really hope this chapter will make up for it. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: See chapter one.

"Today we need you to exterminate a powerful Heartless. Go in prepared," Saix warned the following morning.

Roxas nodded and headed to Twilight Town. He arrived in front of the Clock Tower. He looked up where they usually had ice cream. "Hey, isn't that…" he started peering up there Roxas portaled to the top and found what he had assumed. "Hey Xion!" he called.

"Roxas?" she asked startled. Roxas walked over. "Don't you have a mission?"

"Yeah, they sent me here today," he replied.

"Really?" Xion asked. "Me too…" She looked out at the sunset. They secretly traded glances. After a while, Xion looked down. "Roxas, I'm sorry…I shouldn't have run off like that yesterday."

"Whatever, it didn't bother me," Roxas said waving it off trying to meet her eyes.

Xion refused to look at him. "I was upset. I messed up a mission really bad. I don't suppose you heard about the guy pretending to be one of us? The Organization imposter? I was order to take him out…but I couldn't beat him…Saix was so mad, he called me a 'mistake'."

"Oh…gosh, I'm sorry," Roxas said, a loss for words.

"Don't be. That jerk can say whatever he wants. I can take it," she said looking up at the sun.

"Hey, Xion…why don't we work together today?" Roxas asked.

"Huh? How?" Xion asked looking at him for the first time.

"Let's double up our missions. If we team up, we should be able to cut through the work faster."

Xion thought about it for a moment. "Well…ok. Maybe we'll finish early and have more time for ice cream," she said smiling.

They went through the tunnels of Twilight Town, collecting Organization Emblems, and working on getting to the Sand Lot where Roxas's Heartless was said to be located. They got all of the emblems and finally beat the Avalanche, Roxas's Heartless. They stopped at the portal of darkness.

"So how 'bout that ice cream?" Roxas asked.

"Ok…Yeah, sure."

They sat up on the Clock Tower. Roxas took a bite before noticing that Xion hadn't eaten any of hers. Quickly, Roxas looked the other way.

"Wonder where Axel is," he wondered. "Guess we got the work done a little too fast, huh?"

Xion didn't say anything, but remembered, instead, something that happened a couple nights before.

*

Her Keyblade flew out of her hand and landed in Xion and the Organization imposter. They were on the bridge of Beast's Castle. Xion, on her hands and knees and gasping for breath, fell to the ground, exhausted. The man with silver hair and a blind fold turned and walked over to her as his weapon disappeared. She grunted and tried to get up, but failed. He bent over and pulled Xion's hood back and lifted the side of his blindfold. His blue eye widened at what he saw. He gasped and stepped back.

"Your face….Who are you really? And why do you have a Keyblade?"

Xion sat up and pulled her hood back over her head, shielding her face. "Tell me first…why you are dressed as one of us," she said clutching her stomach.

The man turned and walked toward the entrance to Beast's Castle. To Xion's Keyblade. "To make sure my best friend…sleeps in peace." He pulled her Keyblade out from in-between the flagstones and looked at it before saying slowly, "I don't know who you're supposed to be, but…you can't fight fire with sparks. This Keyblade…it's a sham…worthless," as he threw it aside carelessly.

"My Keyblade is not a sham," Xion said slowly looking at her Keyblade as it landed beside her. She grabbed it. "What gives you the right to say that?!" she cried out as she ran at him, her Keyblade raised to strike.

He easily dodged the attack and hit Xion in her side as she ran past him. She fell to the ground once more; her Keyblade disappeared in her grasp.

"Find a new crowd. Trust me…those guys are bad news." He turned away and began walking towards the exit.

"Why? You're the real sham!" Xion cried again on her hands and knees looking up expectantly at him. She let out a small whimper, whether it was from the pain or the fear that he would come back and actually kill her, she didn't know.

He halted. "Fair enough. You could say I am… the biggest nobody of them all," he said,

A loud cry was released from her lips, expressing her hurt and anger at the world and herself. Xion's head dropped in defeat.

*

"Xion? Hey…Xion!" Roxas cried seeing Xion's spaced-out look and beginning to worry. She gasped and turned to him. "What's the matter with you today?"

Xion sighed sadly. "Sorry…My mind's on other things," she said looking away. "Roxas, why are we doing all this? Working for the Organization…"

Roxas looked down at his ice cream before back at Xion. "What do you mean, why? So we can get hearts of our own, right?"

"Why? What do we need hearts for?"

"I don't know," he said shaking his head slowly. "But I figure once we have them, we'll be in a better position to judge. Right?"

Xion shrugged slightly. "Maybe…I just wish I knew what I was doing here. How I got here…I started having the strangest dreams."

"Really?" Roxas asked hopefully.

Xion nodded. "I can never remember what they're about. I just wake up feeling like…like something is really wrong…"

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, Xigbar said you and me were pretty 'Exceptional', he said," Roxas suggested.

"…Special just means different," Xion muttered, "because I'm a mistake…"

"You're not a mistake," Roxas objected.

Xion said nothing for a moment, but stood up. "Well, we may both be exceptional, Roxas," she said sadly looking up. "But I don't think we're the same."

"Xion, wait-"Roxas cried as Xion suddenly took off. He sighed in defeat and stared down at the entrance to the building far below.

Axel appeared from around the corner. "Heya, Roxas!" he called.

Roxas looked up, his eyes full of sadness and confusion. "Hey Axel…"

Axel walked over and sat down beside his friend. "Xion couldn't make it again today?" he asked.

"You just missed her." Roxas blinked rapidly as a vision filled his eyes. There was that boy in red standing in a grassy field on a dirt path, standing there almost as if confused, alone.

Axel took the hint and kept the silence.

Roxas looked over at his silent friend and finished his ice cream.

*

"What did you do with her?!" Demyx cried rushing suddenly into the Superior's office. "Where did she go?"

Xemnas looked coolly up from his paperwork. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said, his voice was so sharp that it could probably cut ice.

"Don't give me that," Demyx growled quietly. Ever since he had found Xarla's bed empty, a strange feeling of anger and frustration had masked the other emotions. He hadn't yet understood it, but he was done with Xemnas's crap. He wouldn't take it any longer.

"Think carefully before you address me in that tone again," Xemnas said slowly.

"What happened to Xarla?!" Demyx cried tears threatening to flood his eyes. His fists clenched to help hide his anger.

"Go find out for yourself, nine," Xemnas replied turning back to his paperwork.

Demyx was suddenly at a loss for words. "Huh? Wha-"

"Leave."

Knowing a dismissal when he heard one, Demyx gritted his teeth, but left. Outside of the office, he portaled to his room. He fell on his back with his hands over his eyes, letting out a loud, frustrated sigh. A knock on his door made him sit up suddenly. A girl with silver hair, ice blue eyes, and wearing the Organization coat stood there.

Demyx slowly stood up. "Can I help you?" he asked unsurely.

The girl blinked. "I'm new to the Organization. I'm number fifteen, Xerla, the Shooting Star."

"N-number f-f-fifteen?"

Xarla was supposed to be number fifteen in the Organization. Or…was this Xarla.

AD: Wow, this last scene wasn't supposed to appear for a long time, but I made an exception since it's been so long since I've updated. I hoped you liked it! Please review! Thanks for reading!