I forgot to insert this pairing!

RikuXion (one-sided Xion)

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EDIT: Beta-ed by Dance of Flame! XD XD XD

Story 4 ~ The Awakened Destiny

The truth was always painful for Roxas; nearly all the time. It was hurt, really hurt. From the first time he learnt about the truth of life, it was already painful and sad. Maybe it was the most hurtful for him. The first time he snapped from a beautiful dream called childhood….

He and Sora were always happy together that time; playing everyday and their parents were very kind toward them. He laughed with Sora, and Sora could laugh from his heart too, not a fake one like now. Everything was perfect, until they were both five years old.

Roxas still believed it was his fault being a naughty boy and not sleep until late night so it was happened. Hearing Sora's rhythmical breath, the younger twin sneaked out from the comfy bed to the cold and dim corridor. With a giggle and fastening heartbeat from excitement, the almost five years old boy walked through the cozy corridor. Rebelling from his parents' rule and without anyone around him, Roxas was ready for his first big adventure. Though, he didn't expect at all what he would find next.

After walking for a while, Roxas arrived at a spacious corridor. He remembered vaguely his father often brought him there to his private study; where usually the King worked. And right now, the huge, full ov ornamental carvings door was opened a little bit, revealing yellow light from inside. Curious, Roxas walked silently toward the door and peeked into the room.

"It's almost the time," the King said seriously. The Queen gasped and looked at her husband. "We have to get rid with one of them."

Roxas furrowed his little eyebrows, confused. What were his parents talking about?

"But…," the Queen shook her head. "That will be unfair for them!"

"There's no other way!" the King snapped. "From the first, having twins as children is a big, really big mistake!"

Now Roxas understood that his parents were talking about him and Sora. But… get rid? Did that mean… he would be separated from Sora?

"If one of them were ruling the kingdom while the other weren't, this would initiate a rebellion!" the Highest Ruler said frustratedly. "That's why we have to quickly choose one of them, and erase the other's existence immediately!"

Erasing existence…. Roxas didn't know what that meant, but… he was shaking with fear right now. Whatever it meant, the blond boy was sure his father didn't mean it good.

"But… how do we choose one of them?" his mother's voice was weak, full of sadness but couldn't do anything besides surrender. The King stared at his wife with narrowed eyes; so cold and stiff. Roxas never saw him like that.

"Just like the old tradition," he answered firmly. "As the royal ancestry, all of the males in this family must inherit our kingdom's symbol of almighty; Keyblade, the greatest weapon in the world. Tomorrow is their fifth birthday; the day when the Keyblade will choose them as its master. We will see who will get the Keyblade; and if both of them get it…."

The Queen gasped. "No, you can't…."

"Yes, I can for our Kingdom's sake," the King snapped. "I'll make them fight each other, and before we get the winner, they will be forced to fight as long as it needs. Even if one of them die…. We only need one king, afterall."

Roxas stepped back, not believing his ears. He shook his head; terribly horrified. With tears running down his chubby cheeks, Roxas turned and ran away, as far as possible from that room. He didn't care anymore whether someone caught or heard him; his mind was screaming with so much agony.

'He didn't love us!' Roxas cried mentally while on the outside just a few choked sobs escaped from his throat. He quickly ran into his and Sora's room, closing it harshly. Fortunately his twin didn't wake from his deep slumber. Roxas fell onto the carpeted floor, crying and sobbing. 'He didn't care which one of us…. He wants one of us to die!'

Roxas continued crying through the night, until in the morning a maid found him fell asleep on the floor, cheeks stained with dried tears. After that, Roxas was very quiet; Sora didn't like this at all. And the feelings was growing when their father called them and Roxas was cowering in fear. He didn't know what was happening and what would happen, but he stayed beside Roxas' side. Not for long, though. Not until the ceremony was begun….

It was painful. Both of them felt it; after they touched the empty throne – cold, white marble with pointed cross-like back-rest – and the sudden pain in their chest, like someone grasping and ripping their hearts out from their chests, making both of them fell on the white floor, screaming until they ran out of their voice. The extreme vertigo on their heads, painful heart beatings, itchy hands and legs that drove them crazy and wanted to rip them from their body; everything still fresh in Roxas' memory. He was sure Sora remembered it perfectly well too. But, there was something Roxas remembered the most from all of it.

Between the craziness inside his body, Roxas could lift his head, and widened his eyes when he saw something on the throne; something that didn't exist before….

A boy, maybe around 15-16 years old, with spiky blond hair – the same like Roxas' hair, if he thought about it again – and pale skin, was sitting there, eyes were shut tightly. His body bent to the front – tiring position, if Roxas could say. He was in deep slumber; or it seemed was. But, a second later, that eyes fluttered open, revealing blank cerulean eyes that stared right into Roxas' own. After that, everything went fast. Roxas screamed again – as ridiculous it sounded, but Roxas swore the boy was went into him through his eyes with painful process – and second later he realized there was a big key-shaped blade in his tiny hands. It was too heavy and big for him; he couldn't even lift it. But, a loud chinking sound beside him made him turned and found something terrifying. An exact same blade was in Sora's hands too. Suddenly his father's words were echoed in his ears.

"I'll make them fight each other, and before we get the winner, they will be forced to fight as long as it needs. Even if one of them die…. We only need one king, afterall."

Life instinct kicked Roxas to lift the blade with all power he had – no, neither he nor Sora had learnt about fighting, it's pure from instinct – and aimed it at his own twin. With throaty scream, the five years old blond swung the blade as fast and strong as he could, right toward his brother's chest.

Red. Everything was red after that. His twin's open chest – Roxas almost sure he could see the beating heart inside it and nearly make him puke; his chafed small hands, his broken arms from lifting too heavy thing, and his pale face along with his Keyblade from Sora's blood. The Keyblade fell from his hands, colliding with the marble floor and creating loud noise. Sora's eyes were blank – as blank as that blond boy's eyes – while pool of blood spreaded around him, with a Keyblade still in his loose grasp. With final silent scream, Roxas fell unconscious and his Keyblade was vanished.

It took a month for Sora to heal his wound, but it took almost a year for Roxas to heal his psychological wound. The scar was still visible on Sora's middle chest until now. Roxas didn't stop apologizing to him, even when Sora was asleep and couldn't hear him for a few first months. Sora forgave him with full sincerity – he didn't too understand what happened, anyway – but Roxas could never forgive himself. He felt so egoistic and dirty; willing to kill his own twin brother just so he could live…. So foul.

Since then, Roxas could never summon his Keyblade anymore, and this settled Sora as the next king as well as started Roxas' own smothering hell. The King was really erasing his existence; but not in killing way. He imprisoned Roxas in his own room, never let the young prince out and just a few people knew and could see him. Roxas was still given the treatment as a prince though, just the whole prison thing that differed him from Sora. No one knew him anymore; the nobles and civilians knew there was only one prince in Twilight Kingdom, Sora. So, he didn't exist in the world; a prince from Twilight Kingdom named Roxas was never existed.

And that's why Ansem forced all those knowledges about the Heartless to him. Ansem did care about him; that way Roxas could protect himself from the Heartless without the Keyblade, since it was the only weapon could work on Heartless. But that was so… pathetic.

Roxas didn't know why he suddenly reminded by all of this, though. All he knew was when he and Zexion were running away from the Heartless, the creatures jumped and surrounded him, and everything went black.

His heart; it was hurt. He could feel darkness seeped into it; trying to take out his heart, but somehow Roxas could keep his heart but the darkest memory in his deepest heart was thrown out right in front of his eyes. As if the darkness wanted to consume him by reminding him his biggest, darkest fault. But no, he didn't want to succumb to this! He just went out from his prison; he just met new people and saw the small part of the world. He wanted to see more people and world. Most of all, he wanted to see Axel, once again, just to compliment his beautiful flute playing….

Do you want to survive?

Roxas startled when he heard that voice. A familiar voice…. His own voice! But somehow, he knew the voice wasn't his.

"Yes…," he whispered. It was difficult to talk. The massive darkness prevent him to move his mouth too much. "I want… to see everyone… I want to see more places…."

But why do you want to see them? You just met them. Maybe they don't care about you at all.

"I know…," he said weakly. "But…."

"My feelings told me that we will be best bud, Roxas."

A tear slid down his cheek. "But still… they are my first friends… even they don't care about me… but I still want to be with them…."

I see. You're always lonely. Friends are the most valuable thing for you, right?

The voice paused for a while.

I can give you a way to go out from this darkness, but… you have to fight your own darkness first. You have to face your biggest fear; the Keyblade.

Roxas trembled. No… Keyblade only made him remembered his wicked feelings and how he made his own brother almost die…. He was afraid he would hurt other people with his Keyblade….

Of course not if you use it wisely. Besides, the only way to get you out from this darkness is the Keyblade.

Roxas didn't want it, but he nodded in the end. No, he would and could control his power this time. He had to. He would use the Keyblade for his friends' sake only; protecting his important people….

So, are you ready now? How about we make a promise?

"A promise?" Roxas asked, hesitant. "What promise?"

Yes, a promise. An oath. Well, two, exactly.

"What are they?" the blond prince asked again. Suddenly, a Keyblade appeared in front of him, but this time the Keyblade was black with azure stone on its handle, not like the first Keyblade he held with gold and silver metal – like Sora's Keyblade.

This is Oblivion. This is the symbol for the promise you will forget all of your mistakes in your past so you can use this Keyblade without guilty for protecting others.

Another Keyblade – this time it was white; with wing-shaped handle and mixed color of blue, green, and yellow on its star-shaped tip – was appeared once again next to the first one. Roxas stared at both of them, amazed.

And this is Oathkeeper, as a symbol for reminding you of your promise that you will step forward as a new you without any hesitation. Just follow your heart, whatever destiny has planned for you, you have to be strong and face it bravely.

"Thank you…," Roxas whispered, too amazed to say anything else. He reached the two Keyblades, feeling the metals cold but also warm in his grasp. Suddenly, a great power engulfed his body, spreading to all part of his body.

Be careful, Roxas…. What you see isn't always what it seems….

"Eh? What do you mean?" Roxas asked, confused.

We hope that our sorrow would be ceased as we chose according to our hearts, but along with happiness, there must be sadness as well. Sometimes the sadness is too overwhelming; that's the moment our hearts are being tested. If it's strong enough, the happiness will be awaiting for us. But if it's not strong enough, then the darkness will possess our hearts. Always hold your decision strongly, always trust your heart, so the destiny won't crush you.

"Wha−?" Roxas wanted to ask again, but the Keyblades in his hands were shining brightly, almost blinding his eyes if he didn't close his eyes immediately. "Wait! Who are you?"

I'm you… in the past.

"ROXAS!"

Going completely panic, Axel didn't care anymore if people knew his true identity and more than ready to summon his weapons. This was beyond his logical thinking, since he just met Roxas, but in this state nothing was logical. However, before Axel could summon his weapon, the mob of Heartless in front of him were turned into dust by great light that come from the middle of the mob. Axel stopped his action as he and Zexion watched the scene in front of them with wide, surprised eyes. It couldn't be….

But it was true. A boy with spiky blonde hair and sky-blue eyes with white clothes that covered by black coat before, two shining blades in his hands, white and black. The white one with wing-shaped handle and star-like tip, the black one with bat wing as handle and azure stone on the top of the handle. His face was colored by mixed expression; confused, scared, pained, but most of all, sad; before went completely blank as he fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Roxas!" Axel hurriedly ran toward Roxas, catching the boy so he didn't collide with the stony ground, while Zexion stared at the Keyblades in Roxas' hands with wide eyes.

"K-Keyblade…?" the slate haired male stuttered as he kneeled beside Axel with Roxas in his arms. His eyes glided through the blade, still wide in surprise. "And… two of them…?" Zexion shook his head. "It's… it's impossible…! The only one who can wield the greatest weapon is just the King and the Prince…!"

"He is special," Axel whispered, but his eyes didn't talk about the Keyblade as it glued onto the serene expression on Roxas' face. The Keyblades suddenly disappeared from the owner's hands with sparkling light.

"Shall we tell Xemnas about this?" Zexion turned to Axel after composed himself from his shock.

"Not now…," Axel answered, still not looking at his slate haired comrade. "We will think about this further later." He lifted his head, finally seeing Zexion's eyes. "Right now, we have to go back to the tents. He still doesn't have the charm; the Heartless will attack him again in matter of minutes. Besides, with him owning the Keyblade… the Heartless will aim for him more."

Zexion nodded, and both of them stood up, Roxas still in Axel's arms. Without the black coat, Axel could see how petite the blond was now – no wonder he was so light. They quickly ran toward where their tents located, and went into one of the tent.

The tent was small and plain; just three small beds under a huge pale brown canvas material that shaped like a cone, with the hall's stony ground as the floor. Axel walked toward one of the bed and carefully placed the body in his arms there.

"What now…?" Zexion asked softly while the redhead sat on the bed's side.

"Waiting for him to awake," Axel answered under his breath. Once again his eyes fixed onto the sleeping figure; taking in everything he could see from Roxas as much as possible while he could. He wanted to stroke that smooth cheeks, but with Zexion here with him, he couldn't do anymore than staring.

"Why don't we tell Xemnas about this?" Zexion asked again, still not believing what he just saw. "He will find out eventually, and when he know about this later… he will not let us off the hook for not telling him immediately!"A chill ran down his spine when he thought what Xemnas would do if he found out about this….

"That's why we have to wait for him to wake first so we can decide whether we tell Xemnas or not," Axel shrugged. He didn't know Zexion's fear so he was casual about this. He knew Xemnas would punish him cruelly, but he could stand for it since he had already been through many of those before. Fortunately, they didn't have to wait for long since the blond boy started to flutter his eyes open slowly.

"Wha… what was happened…?" was Roxas' first question when his eyes were opened completely, but his vision was still blurry. He rubbed his eyes to clear his eyes, and widened when he saw Axel. "Axel…!"

"Sleep tight, Sleeping Beauty?" the redhead teased despite the gnawing curiosity inside his chest along with huge relief to see the blond opened his eyes again. Roxas blushed to that question, earning a small laugh from the lanky man.

"Axel, stop fooling around," Zexion stared at Roxas intently as if he had third eye on his forehead. "Roxas, I want to ask you… a few things."

Roxas paled. So they saw…? "A… about what…?"

"About your past… and your weapon," Zexion said that slowly, inspecting the change in Roxas' face. But he found nothing else than expressionless face in front of him.

So, Roxas couldn't lie or play some role other than his own personality, but he could make his face as blank as a non-written paper; courtesy from his prince's training. Well, he couldn't do it as well as Sora who even could smile while crying in his heart, but at least he could keep a flat expression on his face to prevent others reading his mind. The weakness was, it's too flat so people would know Roxas hiding something….

"…I don't know what are you talking about," Roxas said flatly, emotionless. "I don't have any weapon… and nothing interesting with my past."

Zexion looked at Axel, but the redhead just shrugged, telling the rather short man not to push it since they didn't have any prove. It would be futile anyway seeing Roxas seemed not willing to say anything. Yet, at least. Axel silently made a promise to himself to find everything about Roxas later.

"Well, I−"

"Roxas!"

And that prevent Zexion from finishing his words. There were at least three more people trying to fit in the usually three people sized tent, making it over-crowded. Zexion was pushed onto the bed next to the one where Roxas and Axel sat on while Demyx, Naminé, and Xion broke into the tent.

"Roxas! I saw Axel brought you here! Are you okay?"

"What was happened to you?"

"Did the Heartless attack you?"

The young Prince was confused with the mixing questions, but fortunately Axel had answered it for him.

"Keep it down, would you?" Axel snapped at the three invaders. "Roxas was attacked by the Heartless and almost died, okay? So calm down and be civil!"

The three of them gasped, then contrary to Axel's command, they invaded Roxas' private bubble this time and started to inspecting the blond's body. They touched, pulled, and observed everything they could touched, pulled, and observed on the small teen's body without breaking the inappropriate line. Roxas himself was blushing heavily, being not used with this kind of attention. Really, he appreciated their concerns of him and happy about that, but this was too much. Especially when Naminé started to touch his face with those petite, smooth hands of hers….

"Uhh, I-I'm okay," Roxas stuttered nervously. He didn't recognize the tense stare from the redhead next to him. He pulled Naminé's hands from his face gently but didn't dare to reply the look from that pale blue eyes. "Really…."

"The Heartless really attacked you…?" Xion asked with small voice, laced with heavy guilty. Roxas looked at her, confused, and nodded. The raven haired girl looked as she wanted to cry now. "I'm sorry… I'm really sorry…."

"E-eh?" Roxas was dumbfounded by Xion's demeanor. "But that's not your fault…."

"Yes, it is!"

"Xion!"

All heads in the tent turned toward that new voice. The tent's entrance, which was on one side of the tent where there was a long cut so people could went in and out from there, was opened, revealing a silver haired teen with piercing aquamarine eyes.

"Ri-Riku…," Xion's face was now like a deer in spotlight.

"Aerith is looking for you," Riku said with firm tone. He was still in his prince costume, as well as Xion still in her dress. "You better meet her as soon as possible."

"…right," Xion turned to Roxas. "I'm sorry, Roxas…." And she quickly went out from the tent, hitting Riku's shoulder in the process. Riku filled Xion's place before as he stood next to Naminé.

"How is your condition?" the silverette asked with bare concern in his voice.

"I-I'm perfectly well," Roxas stuttered. Riku smiled a little.

"That's good. Everyone worried for you," he said casually then examined Roxas' face carefully. "But I think you should rest for now. Your face is pale."

"Eh? But…."

"Right, we are leaving early tomorrow morning since it seems this place is not safe anymore," Zexion added.

Roxas thought about Sora, worrying about him, but then the worry vanished when he remembered Sora wasn't a weakling. Besides, there were Zack and Cloud on his side, so it would be okay. Those two were the best in the Soldier force, so it was an understatement to say they were very strong.

"Don't worry too much," Naminé smiled gently as she touched Roxas' hands softly, unbeknown it released thousands butterflies inside the young prince's stomach. "Just rest, you need it."

"O-okay…," Roxas blushed as the blond girl smiled at him sweetly.

"So, let the sick one rests for now! Get out, get out!" Axel stood and shooed everyone inside the tent. They grunted but got out from the tent nonetheless. After Demyx got out with last shouting of good night wish for Roxas, Axel picked up a lantern that was hung near the entrance way, then gave a last glance to the nearly sleeping boy on the bed.

"Have a good rest… Roxas," Axel smiled, then he put out the lantern, hung it on the place where it was, and walked out the tent, giving time for Roxas to think over what happened that day again.

That day was… incredible. Finally Roxas could run away from his private prison, met many new people and befriended them, his experience in the Dark Realm, got back his ability in summoning Keyblade, and got so many people worrying about him. Well, he didn't want anyone to worry, but… it's nice to be worried. He was never worried by anyone but Sora….

'Sora… what are you doing now?' he asked his twin inside his mind. 'Are you doing well right now? Do you miss me? Ah, but he has many people care about him, so he must be okay. Well… good night, Sora….'

With that, Roxas fell in deep slumber, feeling very tired because he had never through so many things in one day before. Besides, the pillow below his head had nice smell… mixing of cinnamon, musk, and… ashes? Whatever it was, it gave so much comforting feeling to Roxas, lulling him into a peace, dreamless sleep….

"Sora, behind you!"

With swift movement, Sora turned around as he swung his Keyblade powerfully, successfully dividing a Heartless into two parts before turning into dust. Another Heartless quickly ran toward him, and at the same time another one jumping at him from his behind. But, before the two Heartless could touch the Prince's hair, both of them were slashed by a very huge sword and a rather big sword with incredible speed.

"Zack! Cloud!" Sora lowered his Keyblade, and after checking that there was no more Heartless, the key-shaped weapon was vanished. The two guardians approached their prince quickly.

"Are you okay, Sora?" Cloud asked first, worry plastered on his face. Zack reached Sora's hand, checking it intently, and after found nothing there, he reached for another one. Sora started flustering when Zack opened his robe – thankfully, Sora still wore a clothes inside the robe – and touched his upper body. And the brunette boy quickly stopped Zack's hands from getting to his lower body. Well, that was not so appropriate… besides, Cloud's stare… it was scary.

"Z-Zack! I'm okay, so…," Sora pushed away the wandering hands from his body as far as possible. "Uh, you don't need to… check me. Really."

"Okay," Zack raised an eyebrow skeptically. "If you say so."

"More important, is there any Heartless left?" Sora looked at his surroundings. Nothing but the messy remains of the bazaar was there. No people in sight; they must be have ran away, hiding. Good, so no one would be hurt. Cloud shook his head.

"I think there's no more of it," Cloud answered. "They must be attacking us if they were still here."

"You're right−"

"Roxas!"

Sora's mind immediately froze when he heard that awfully familiar name. He quickly turned his head, and suddenly he felt so cold. There, a teenager with spiky blond hair and sky-blue eyes – why were it so sad…? – was standing, but second later he fell limply into a redhead's arms – who was he?

It was Roxas…! His only brother; the only one he really cared about in this world! Of course Sora was happy to find his brother this fast, but… there's something wrong. One, his father's order. If he found Roxas, and he didn't want to go back to the castle, he had to kill Roxas. Obviously, Roxas wouldn't want to go back – besides it meant he was back to his prison once more, the King would give him some harsh punishment and more strict protection around him. And, the more notable thing, Roxas was holding Keyblade. Not one, but two of them. And it couldn't be a mistake; Sora could feel a connection with the Keyblade, just like when his father used the Keyblade.

"Is that… Roxas?" Zack exclaimed under his breath, narrowing his eyes when the unconscious boy was brought by two strangers toward behind the stage, into one of the tents there. "Sora, we have to get him back!"

"W-wait," Sora stopped his guardian with shaky voice. His eyes were wide; full of fear and disbelief. "No, don't…. Just… just wait…."

"…Sora?" Cloud eyeing his Prince carefully, trying to find out what's wrong with him. Sora shook his head, his spiky hair bobbing wildly.

"I-I think we have to…," Sora paused, searching for the right words. He was full of uncertainty right now; he couldn't think right. "…give Roxas time. He-this is the only time Roxas can… freely go out, see the outside world…."

"But," Zack frowned. What's going on in Sora's mind now? He was stuttering a lot, his voice was shaky and kinda bizzare, and his expression…. Well, Zack rarely saw Sora's expression aside of happy, so this scared face was a bit… surprising. "He can be brought by bad people! We don't know what is their intention, brought Roxas away like that!"

"We will watch them," Sora stated, now much more stable. It seemed he had composed himself now. "Who exactly they are… why Roxas is there… and if they try to hurt Roxas just a little bit, we will eliminate them at once. So right now, we will follow them wherever they go, and we will get Roxas back when the time is right. But, don't let them see us."

"Understood," Zack and Cloud bowed with honor and obedience to their Prince. Looked like this would be a long and hard journey; but they wouldn't deny their Prince's command, whatever it was.

'So, Roxas,' Sora looked at the tents. 'I'll buy some time so we will get more time for our freedom…. But eventually, we have to go back from our 'vacation', to our real life. I know it, Roxas… with your two Keyblades, Father will exchange our places; you, with your greater power, as the next King, and me,' Sora smiled bitterly,'finally I'll be in your place; prisoned with erased existence.'

"What did you think, Xion? Saying something like that to Roxas…. Do you want him to find out?"

Xion looked down with furrow on her face. She stood on the middle of the costume tent between the piles of clothes with a fuming silverette walking back and forth in front of her. That piercing aquamarine eyes were glued onto her all the time, making the petite girl grew nervous and scared. Well, a mad Riku never meant good….

"Apologizing over something you don't relate with…," Riku stopped right in front of the smaller girl. "That's only making him suspicious! Can't you think of something so simple like that? Are you that idiot?"

"But that's indeed my fault!" Xion retorted. Her eyes were glassy but her cheeks were red from humiliation. "If I hadn't forgotten to give him the charm… he wouldn't be attacked by the Heartless!"

"Roxas doesn't know all of those!" Riku snapped, angry since Xion talked him back. "He doesn't know, therefore you don't have to apologize! And why do you care? So what if Heartless killed him?"

"He is our new comrade!" Xion shouted with raspy voice, trying hard to keep the tears from sliding down her cheeks. "We have to protect him at least!"

"He is NOT our new comrade," the silverette said firmly with some pressure on the word 'not'. His eyes narrowed, aquamarine cut sharply through glassy azure. "He doesn't prove his usefulness yet. As long as he doesn't give something to make him important for us, we don't have any obligation to protect him. Got it?"

"…yes," Xion answered weakly, knowing it's futile to be against Riku anymore. Riku, with exceptionally short while, changed his expression into gentle and content one. Xion blushed to see that. Well, she liked this Riku more, anyway….

"Good," Riku reached Xion's shoulders and planted a soft kiss on her forehead. Xion's blush deepened. "That's my Xion."

Axel looked at his surroundings, where people, who decided it was safe enough to go out, tidied up the remains of the bazaar. It was a rather big chaos; such a happy event turned drastically to a chaotic event in matter of seconds. Axel grimaced. Well, this was their fault… oh well. If they wanted to get what they wish for, then it had to be done. Even it always hurt a bit to see people took what left from their belongings with helpless manner.

"It's sad, isn't it…?" Axel turned to that soft voice. A blond girl beside her was looking at what he saw just now. "To see them so desperate…."

"This is nothing," the redhead shook his head. "Compared to what we will do later."

"To make a new life," Naminé looked at the tall man on her side. "We have to destroy the old one."

"You're right," Axel nodded slowly. Strong determination gleamed in his emerald eyes. "We're doing this for the sake of a better life. We have sacrificed so much in our life; we have given our soul, even. Nothing could stop us."

"True," Naminé put her head on Axel's arm, enjoying the warmth from the other body. Axel was always warm; maybe because of his ability…. "But sometimes… I'm so disgusted with myself to live this way…."

"No, Naminé," Axel lifted his arm and circled it around Naminé's shoulders, hugging her gently. "Be patient, and everything will be okay. Trust me."

"I always trust you," the petite blond smiled serenely, feeling safe in the redhead's arm. "Everything will definitely be okay."

"The power has awakened."

Saïx lifted his head from the spreaded paper on the table in front of him. The paper was very large; it consumed almost all of the big round table in the gathering tent. On the dun colored paper, there was a detailed painting of Twilight Kingdom's map. A small red circle was placed on a few places there, and Saïx just proceeded a new red circle on a place with the name of 'Destiny Capital'.

"Sir?" he asked, asking for further explanation from the silver haired man standing across from him on the other side of the table. The pair of orange eyes stared into his yellow ones.

"The Prince's power has once again awakened," Xemnas said with heavy voice.

"Prince Sora?" Saïx asked with a bit confused tone in his voice. "Doesn't his power never asleep?"

"Not Prince Sora's," Xemnas answered. "But the other Prince."

"There is other Prince?" the bluenette asked, now completely confused. Xemnas often hid something from him – or, not giving him everything he knew more exactly – and it seemed this is one of many things Xemnas kept from him.

"Yes," Xemnas nodded. His eyes were not on his assistant, though. He counted the red circles on the map. "How many place we have to go to in this kingdom now?"

"There are five places left," Saïx answered although he wanted to ask more about this other Prince. "After we got there, we can start moving."

"Good," Xemnas nodded again. He lifted his head, and gave the bluenette full attention. "You want to know more about his Prince, don't you?"

"Honestly, yes," Saïx said politely, hoping Xemnas would reveal this new information to him. Getting information about Prince Sora alone was something difficult and not everyday thing. Just the important nobles could see him, and more important ones could knew about him further. The King was really good in hiding things, so it was not impossible there was another prince inside the castle.

"This Prince…," Xemnas said slowly. "Is Prince Sora's sibling."

"Prince Sora has a sibling?" Saïx was beyond surprised, but he could compose himself so he didn't show it too much.

"Yes. A twin, for more precisely," the tanned man said. "But apparently the King is afraid this twin will start a rebellion when Prince Sora ruling the world, so he erased this Prince's existence. No one knows about him except a very few people."

"This is…," Saïx searched for the right word. "…surprising."

"Indeed," Xemnas nodded. "And why do the King choose Prince Sora instead the other Prince? It's because of the Keyblade."

"Prince Sora can wield the greatest weapon," Saïx mused. "So the other Prince can't?"

"He couldn't," a devilish smirk. "But now that his power has awakened, he can. And actually his power is greater than Prince Sora's."

"That's beyond great, then," Saïx kept these important news deeply in his mind. "So, the King will change his heir?"

"Of course not because he doesn't know this yet," Xemnas' smirk widened, as if he was content. "And the young Prince is running away from the castle."

"He is?" the scarred man frowned.

"So he is now wandering around without the King's protection in the middle of lower part of the city… we can get him and use his power freely."

"But how? We don't know about this Prince's being…."

"Saïx, why don't you ask me who is his name?"

"Huh…?" Saïx started to realize there's something peculiar here. Xemnas was laughing now; it was wicked and cruel.

"His name is Roxas."

AUTHOR NOTES

A (rather) fast update! An improvement! *proud of self*

Well, actually I'm really in great mood for this story; you know, this story turned out more serious and complicated than the first planned. At the first, I just want to make some journey with Roxas and Axel (or Naminé) in it, and with romantic scene here and there, but now I'm really pleased of how this turned out! Sometimes I just can't understand how my brain works…. Oh well.

So, Riku used Xion, that bastard. And the King was beyond bastard to his own sons. And apparently Xemnas knew everything… how? Well, you'll get it later, along with Riku's true identity, what happened with Axel and Naminé, what Xemnas and Saïx' plannings are, why Xion apologized to Roxas, who was talking to Roxas in his experience in the Dark Realm, and finally, our Princes' fate…. This is turning very interesting! *eager* Can someone guess what will happen? 8D

Oh, and I forgot to tell you something! The music Axel played in the drama's opening was Dearly Beloved 358/2 Days version, with only flute (and maybe the piano's part could be changed with guitar since Demyx took part in it too)!

And the throne Roxas and Sora touched was like the throne in the Round Room in Castle That Never Was with the endless white room. And I think you can guess who was sleeping there…. *hint for someone's not-so-soon appearance later*

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