First part of the epilogue, trying to break it down so I can post it faster.

An elderly man, a brunette man and reddish-brown haired woman walked across the clearing. The woman kept an eye on the path to warn the old man of any obstacles.

"Oh! Watch out, Nomura…" she paused him to move a grey slab of cement-like rock from his path.

"I saw it, thank you. You really don't need to worry so much, Ollette. You're such a sweet girl."

Ollette blushed. "I worry because I don't want anything bad to happen today… not on this day…"

"You say that every year, 'Lette," the brown-haired man commented.

"I didn't ask for your input, Sora!" she snapped. "This is an important day. It has been for a long time now."

Sora looked down. "I can't believe it's been eighteen years… where has the time gone? Two more years and this tradition will be older than Axel was. We passed Roxas awhile back."

"Sora…"

Nomura looked up. "There it is. Red really was a little too… prominent."

"We never miss it, if that makes you feel any better..." Sora shrugged. "This is a huge graveyard. We'd have to come here two days ahead of time to search for it if we wanted to find it by today…"

Ollette led Nomura through the sea of gravestones, glaring at Sora, who was running across them like they were mere stepping stones. "Sora! Be RESPECTFUL!"

He pouted.

"Sora, you're thirty-four. Grow up!"

"Easy, Ollette… Anger is not what we want to be bringing here, is it? The one time a year we come and we come grumpy? We're paying a visit to our dear friends, we should be happy," Nomura smiled softly, approaching the monument. It wasn't very large, but it truly stood out among the old, crumbling tombstones that filled the hallowed Earth. The monument was a miniature clock tower, modeled after the one Axel had told Nomura about. The clock faces were bright red chakrams, with keyblades for the hands of the clocks: Oblivion for minutes, Oathkeeper for hours. The tower was golden with red trim for all the details. Where the letters S-T-A-T-I-O-N were supposed to be, it had the letters S-E-A-S-A-L-T had replaced them. The words 'TWILIGHT STATION' remained as they were meant to be. As they gazed at the monument, Oblivion moved as a minute passed. The mould the monument stood upon read:

'In loving memory of Axel (19) and Roxas (15). Overcoming glares, crimes, fate and death for the sake of their love. Kingdom Hearts has welcomed them with open arms, and this clock tower will forever reward their efforts. This is why the sun sets red…'

The real reason of these annual visits was not to mourn or commemorate the deaths of their friends… but to wind the clock. Ollette and Sora each turned the key 178 times, (Totaling 358) and Nomura turned it seven times. One turn of the key lasted one day, and that was why they had to make it every year. Of course, they each say a few words to Axel and Roxas, a warm breeze and beautiful sunset signifying that the lovers were listening. And they always left a gift for them.

The second year had been roses, fourth year they had given the graveyard owner a cat to hunt the rodents in the graveyard so they would not cause harm to the monument, on the eighth, Ollette and Sora had put holiday decorations on the clock tower, so Axel and Roxas would have a nice Christmas. They had left little trinkets each year, last time they had set up a candle on either side of the tower, and the grave keeper swore that they lit themselves that night.

Ollette reached into her purse, pulling out a jewelry box, Sora pulling one of his own out of his pocket. Nomura placed a figurine of a priest holding a miniature bible between the boxes.

Ollette smiled. "I think it's time you pop the question, Axel."

Sora nodded in agreement. "Roxas will be thrilled. Hope you've been treating him well, Axel."

"I even got a little minister for your ceremony. I can't get the legal documents, but I don't think you'll need them," Nomura chuckled.

They ate their packed dinner, (courtesy of Ollette each year). When everything was cleaned up, Ollette and Sora headed back for the car, saying they would drive around to the side of the graveyard that was closer. When they were out of earshot, Nomura turned back to the statue.

"I never found any evidence for or against Roxas' death being planned. The head doctor was arrested for a forged license of some sort, and was never heard from again. I hope you don't mind if I leave it as a mystery. I'm not a teenager anymore, and it's getting increasingly difficult to do things that are necessary to everyday life. Axel, everyone believes that you committed suicide from depression, so no one has questioned your absence, though I know you went to be with Roxas. I'm sorry for doubting the legitimacy of your love, and I wish you could have had a better ending to your story."

The warm breeze picked up, and cherry blossom petals blew around Nomura. The sunset had passed, but there was a lovely golden glow on the horizon. Nomura smiled.

He knew that when he came back, there would be a whole new feeling around the clock tower.

Nomura knew. And he was content to allow it to remain that way.

A car honked its horn. "Nomura!" Sora called. "We have to go before it gets too dark!"

"Such an impatient boy you are, Sora. You always have been."

"No, everyone else is just a little too slow for my liking."

Laughing, Nomura turned to give a final wave to the clock tower. "Farewell, you two. Take care of each other."

This was sort of a bittersweet explination, didn't want to leap into the the crazed world Axel and Roxas live in right away. Don't worry about it. Time is going to jump around. FORGIVE ME!

Sora is 34, Ollette is 32... Nomura's just old.