AN: And here's the last drabble that I've got at the moment, though I might add more later. This one is Roxas's, and I pretty much wrote it for the last line, so keep that in mind. Thanks again to the reviewers, you guys are great. :) Here's Why The Sun Sets Red.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts.

I don't really like this world. Or, any world, I guess. There's so much conflict. So many misunderstandings and broken promises. So many things that go unsaid. So many friends torn apart by circumstances beyond their control. So many people who can't face their loved ones anymore. So many people who never even get a chance to live. There's just so much that's wrong with the worlds.

I used to just accept those problems. I didn't know that it could be different. Maybe I didn't even know that they were problems. I only knew what was right in front of me. As it turns out, that was Axel. If it had been Xigbar or Xaldin, maybe I wouldn't have changed. Maybe I wouldn't have wanted anything to change. But, Axel… There was a look in his eyes that he'd get when he'd mention having a heart… I knew he was remembering his life before. That look told me that getting our hearts back would make everything better… and it told me that things weren't okay as they were. Our lives could be better. Axel's had been, before. The heart is what makes the difference.

But it isn't, really. Those with hearts still have the same problems. They still fight each other. They still misunderstand and hurt the ones they care about. They still don't say what needs to be said until it's too late. They still lose their friends. They can make mistakes. Their lives can be cut short. The difference is that they can feel their loss. Especially if they end up like us.

We only made the problem worse. Our desire for hearts only added to the conflict in the worlds. And I started to wonder, is a heart really the answer? Xion and I didn't get it. Were hearts really worth all of this? Were they worth the lies and sacrifices? In Axel's case, were the memories of the distant past worth more than the recent ones?

I didn't have a past. My memories with Axel and Xion were all I had. The clock tower and sea salt ice cream were all that my life amounted to. Axel's promises of a better life, of a better world, made me want more than that idyllic, monotonous life. They made me see the ugliness of the world and all the people in it. Xemnas's indifference, Saix's cruelty, Demyx and Xigbar's insensitivity, Axel's lies and Xion's indecision all seemed like the darkest parts of a dark world. I hated my life. I hated the world. I just wanted to be normal.

But, ya know? I don't feel that way anymore. My life was great. I mean, I had an awful job, with really nasty coworkers and the bipolar boss from hell, but that's not much worse than most people. And there was always the icing on the cake, even if I had to enjoy it alone sometimes. At least I had friends. I was just too busy chasing one of them to see what I was doing to the other.

Heh. Why does that sound familiar?

If there were some way to get that all back, as imperfect and founded on lies as it was, I would do it. I would trade all the weeks in a fake Twilight Town in the world for that. Just for a single day, like it used to be. But… that's why I don't like this world, or any other: there are no second chances. The three of us can't be together again until the next life.

But, even when I was in the fake Twilight Town, and they'd taken all of my memories away… when I didn't recognize Axel, or know our boss's name… there were two things that I remembered. Two things that, despite the cruelty of the worlds, I can never forget: the taste of sea salt ice cream, and why the sun sets red.