Axel and Eeva worked together for another few days. He found he had a little more patience for her than he had before. He left during the night, and went to the alternate Twilight Town in search of Roxas. He found that night time in the real Twilight Town was day time in the alternate one. Roxas wasn't hard to find. Getting him alone was more difficult. Once he did, he found that Roxas didn't know him.

Unfortunately, it had come to a fight. Roxas refused to come with him. But during the fight, Axel sensed something wrong in the real Twilight Town. Fortunately, that twit Ansem interfered, and Axel disappeared into a door of darkness.

On the other side, he found Eeva, cornered by a shadowy figure. "Saïx, what are you doing?" Axel asked, sounding slightly annoyed.

"Ahh, Axel, there you are. The Organization was beginning to worry about you," Saïx said in a silky tone.

"I'm touched," Axel said. "If you're here about the nobody, it's taken care of."

Saïx straightened. "Really? The Organization doesn't seem to think so. If it's not in our hands, it's not taken care of."

"You're Organization is not much for patience, is it?" Eeva said. "I told you, you can have it back when I'm done with it."

Axel saw that Saïx held a blade to Eeva's throat, and was pressing it harder against her. If Saïx was about to say something, he didn't get a chance, because Axel grabbed Saïx's arm in a lighting-fast movement. "What do a few days matter to the Organization if we get the nobody back in the end?" he asked.

Saïx's eyes narrowed. He jerked his hand away from my throat, and out of Axel's grip. "Very well," he said. "You have three days," he said. Another portal of darkness appeared, and he disappeared into it.

Neither Axel nor Eeva moved for moments. Then Eeva sat up on the bed, her hand going to her throat. She winced. Axel knelt in front of her and put his hand on her throat. "Are you okay?"

She nodded.

"You're bleeding," he pointed out.

"I have bled before," she said tartly. "Are all the people in your Organization so charming?"

He smirked. "Generally. But we in the Organization aren't exactly what you call people," he said.

He saw the question in her eyes, but could tell she was too lightheaded to ask. The cut was leaking blood through his fingers and dripping down her neck. "Could you get me a towel?" she asked. "There's one in my bathroom. . ."

He nodded and retrieved it. She reached out for it, but he kept it in his hand and pressed the cloth, gently, on the cut. Stubbornly, her hand came up to grab the cloth, but instead grabbed his hand. She seemed flustered, which puzzled him. She tried again to take the towel from him, but his hand was wrapped completely around it. "I can do it," she huffed harshly.

He frowned, and then shrugged and placed the towel in her hand. He stood and walked toward the door, his business with Roxas wasn't finished.

He heard her stand and follow him. "What did you mean when you said the Organization aren't 'people?'"

He turned to face her, a smirk on his face. "We're nobodies."

He knew she wasn't expecting that from the shock on her face. As the realization was dawning on her, so, he could see, was a new perspective of him. Her eyes widened, as though with fear.

He didn't like that, and stepped toward her, his face darkening. "You're afraid of me?" She was right to be, but didn't like that she was.

"No," she said slowly, as though cautious.

He stepped closer. "Then what?"

She bit her lip. "I'm unsure of you."

Again, he took another step toward her, and she backed away this time. "What does that mean?"

"What do you think it means?" she spat. "You tell me now that you and the others you work with are Nobodies. So what am I supposed to think?"

He backed her into her dresser. "Nothing."

"Impossible," she said with irony, her lips twitching to keep from smiling. "I'm a scientist, remember? All I ever do is think."

He stared at her, his face and eyes devoid of expression; but the rest of him revealed otherwise. Heat radiated from his black cloak. He watched Eeva, her nervousness and uncertainty growing by the second.

She sought escape by reaching her arm out to the dresser's side, but he grabbed her wrist, and caught the other one she she tried again. He knew he should do something, but couldn't fathom what it was.

So when her mouth was suddenly on his, he started. After the initial surprise, though, he quickly recovered. He released her wrists to grab her waist, and pulled her closer. Her lips broke away from his long enough for her to inhale sharply in pleasant surprise as the heat coming off of him intensified.

Even if he had forgotten for a moment, he knew exactly what to do from that point on. The last days went as they had before, and the nights that followed were passionate.

He did leave, from time to time to search for Roxas. He found him again, was able to corner him in a back alley. Saïx had given him orders from Xemnas to either bring Roxas in, or eliminate him. He'd almost had Roxas, but Ansem, again, put a halt to things, literally. Axel was forced to leave, because the next thing he knew, Roxas was gone.

Then came the last day with Eeva.

They went through he information fast, and Axel easily relinquished the last of his knowledge in three days. At least, the knowledge he was allowed to bequeath to her.

He could tell that Eeva was unhappy that he was leaving, and he couldn't fully understand why, and didn't try to. He was very preoccupied, his mind was elsewhere. Roxas had been returned to Sora, and only existed now as part of Sora. He told Eeva a little about them, but again, could only say so much.

The day was over early, since Axel had had little left to tell her. Eeva had put on a brave face, and didn't try to delay his leaving. She left to retrieve the dusk, and returned it to him. He sent it back to the World that Never Was, and opened a portal behind himself.

Though she tried to look brave, her face was wet with tears. He reached out a gloved hand and touched her cheek, then turned and disappeared into the darkness, knowing he'd probably never see her again.