The skies hardly lightened.

Ever since that night, both sides had decided it'd be best to keep to themselves, considering the fact that they each had been severely weakened by the confrontation. With The Organization having only seven members left and The Disorder only having six members left, neither gang planned on taking any chances.

Not only had the battle placed its strain on the gangs as wholes, but it also placed its strain on the forbidden couple's relationship.

Despite Xed's description of what really happened, Saix (who had taken immediately the role of their leader) would pay her little attention, and labeled Roxas as 'Wanted' by the Organization for the death of their Superior. If he were to be seen, he was to be killed on the spot. The rest of the gang either completely agreed with this motion, or agreed out of fear of what would happen if they didn't comply.

Roxas was also expelled from The Disorder by Xradenom's command, after she labeled him a 'traitor' to their gang. Axel attempted to get his comrades to change their minds, but their leader's mind was already made up. If any of them were to ever see the blonde again, he was to be killed right away. And if he ever came back to The Disorder, Xradenom would see to it personally that he would die.

Either way, the sad truth was that Roxas was in danger no matter what he did or where he went.

000

"What the hell am I going to do?!"

Deep in heart of the city, in a plethora of twisting, complex alleyways that somehow found a way to connect to one another, the blonde paced the cold stretch of concrete he had taken refuge among for the time being. His redhead friend watched him walk back and forth without purpose as he smoked a cigarette.

Panic wouldn't leave his sky blue orbs. "I can't keep hiding forever! I…I need to do something…but I can't go back…where will I go?! But I can't leave Xed here! But…if I go there I'll get killed! *amnit, if I go anywhere I'll get killed!" He groaned as he gripped his hair. "AGHH!!! I'm in some deep *hit, now…deep, deep *hit…"

"Calm down, Rox." Axel finally spoke up, blowing smoke out of his mouth. He flicked the dead butt to the ground, into a puddle of water left over from the storm.

"Calm DOWN?!" The boy spun and glared at the man. "You want me to *ucking calm down?!"

"Yeah. Getting all upset ain't gonna solve anything."

Roxas sighed in annoyance, but he knew he was right. Forcing himself to gain a bit of composure, he said, "Axel, I'm petrified, here. I don't know what I'm gonna do here. No matter what, I'm a dead man." He pressed his back against the brick wall and slid down it, into a sitting position onto the ground, diverting his distressed gaze downwards.

"Look, I know all this seems like *hit, but I think I have a plan." The man walked over and sat down beside his friend. The blonde slowly looked up at him.

"What's your plan?" He desperately wanted to believe his plan would work, but there was no hope in his voice.

Axel smirked coyly. "Leave. And don't come back for a while."

"…you're kidding, right?"

"I'm not." The redhead placed an arm around his friend's shoulder and shook him. "You get on out of here, and wait until this all blows over. I'll go get you when it does. And I'll keep an eye on your girlfriend while you're gone."

The blonde gave him a skeptical look. "I don't know…"

"Do you have any better ideas?"

"…I guess not…"

"Then it's settled." Axel pulled a small bag of Munny out of his pocket and handed it to the boy. "That's enough to catch a bus and get somewhere far from here. And you're paying me back."

Roxas smiled. "Thanks, Axel…"

The redhead grinned. "No problem. Now go."

Nodding, the blonde gathered what little things he had with him and ran off through the alleyways, deciding to make one last stop before he had to leave for good.

000

The brunette didn't budge an inch. And she hadn't for the past two hours.

Luckily, The Organization was more lenient and didn't banish her like The Disorder had done to Roxas. However, she had been sentenced to a lockdown. She was no longer allowed outside of their hangout, and her window had been nailed shut so it couldn't be opened.

Sitting on the edge of her bed, she couldn't stop the events of that horrible night from playing through her mind. From the storm, to the fight, to the building, to Xemnas' death… She couldn't help but shiver when she thought about it. Her former leader's words repeated over and over in her head, like a broken record.

"K-kill h-him…don't…don't…bet-tray me…"

She focused her eyes and shifted her gaze onto her dresser across the room, on the second drawer from the bottom.

That was where she put the gun.

Upon arriving back here, she shoved the vicious weapon in there and hadn't touched or even looked at it since.

Whenever she wasn't thinking about her fallen comrades and friends, Xemnas' last words to her, or that disturbing night, she would think of Roxas. Her memories of their time together would always warm her heart and bring a faint smile to her face, but instead, lately, it'd make her heart ache a little. She could help but feel guilty that, because of their love, all of this had happened.

But no matter what, she still loved him, and she always would.

That would never change.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Her eyes widened slightly at the familiar sounds of pebbles smacking against glass. Finally moving from her spot eagerly, she dashed over to the window and looked down.

And there he was.

She smiled down at him, her eyes lighting up.

He began climbing up to the window, but she signaled him to stop and to be patient for a little while. Going back to her door and opening it she saw that no one was guarding the entryway. She didn't know why, but taking this small window of opportunity she slipped out across the hall into Xigbar's old room, grabbed a hammer and box of nails she knew he kept in the back of his closet, and slipped back into her own room again.

In a matter of minutes, the window was pried open.

"Roxas, what are you doing here?" She whispered urgently, watching the boy climb up. "It's dangerous!"

"I had to see you again…" He finally reached the top and looked up at her. "I needed to tell you something…"

From the sound of his voice and the somber expression in his eyes, she knew this wasn't going to be something good. "What is it?"

"I'm…going away."

She could feel her heart drop. "W-what?"

"Just until everything calms down, I promise…" he added in quickly, trying to make her feel better. But by the look on her face it didn't do very much.

"Please don't go…" she begged softly, reaching out and holding his hand. "Please, don't…"

He held her hands tightly in his. "I can't stay, Xed…" He looked her in the eyes. "I'll get killed if I stay here."

The brunette found it hard to keep her voice even. "Then…can I go with you? Please?"

Roxas bit his lip. Oh, how he wished he could just answer her yes! "No…it'd be suspicious if we both just disappeared. They're after me, and just me…if I left it wouldn't matter. But if we left…they'd come looking for us. They won't go looking for me."

The girl looked down, afraid that if she looked at him any longer she'd break into tears.

He gently moved closer and lifted her chin so he could look into her eyes again. "I love you, Xed. And I'll come back. I promise. And when I do, we'll leave together for good." He smiled faintly. "And we'll go find our blue skies and our field of flowers."

Their lips pressed together in a soft, simple kiss.

Breaking away, Xed sighed sadly, forcing a small smile that wasn't really true. "It's like a love story…what we're going through. Desperate to be together but not allowed to…"

Roxas looked into her pale eyes, sadly. How he wished this was only a fantasy, a make-believe fairy-tale. "This is not a love story…"

Nodding a little, she looked down. "I know…"

They kissed again, deeper and with more passion, afraid to break away and to acknowledge that this would be the end of this for what could be a long time. But eventually, they let go and shared one last look, one last gaze. They held hands for one last time.

"I love you, Roxas…"

"I love you too, Xed…"

They expressed their love one last time.

And as the blonde climbed down the fire escape and disappeared into the dark streets, the brunette could only watch him leave with a heavy heart, unable to stop the tears from falling down her cheeks.

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Aww…sadness :(

I really love that line, though… 'this is not a love story'. Dunno why. And it's kinda ironic because this IS a love story. ^^

Reviews would be really appreciated.