AN: I apologize for excessive drama.
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Knowing Pain

"I'm not even sure
if there is anyone who is in the sun."
-Joseph Arthur, In the Sun

He wakes up to darkness, blond and alone.

He sits up and brings a hand to his aching chest, hot where the keyblade bit through Sora. He remembers it this time, the feeling of being torn apart and thrown worlds away. Remembers everything: anger, jealousy, Kairi's eyes, the apology on Riku's face.

He remembers enough to know that this time no one will be coming to meet him.

Organization XIII is dead, and there's nothing for it but to go on alone.

Roxas rubs absently at his chest again, and wonders for the first time ever if maybe the ache he has always felt there isn't a sign of emptiness at all.

He's always brought everyone down with him, and maybe it's just the being alone that hurts