A Hundred of Her Memories

by Timber Wolf of Purity

Xion - A Replica. A puppet. But who says she can't make memories of her own? With a heartless assassin and a nobody with a heart for friends, anything is possible. Why not falling in love? "I couldn't have done it without my trusty side-kick." "Side-kick? I prefer partner-in-crime at worst, and your-illustrious-highness at best." In the end, true love will conquer over evil.

98. Who are you?

A Hundred of Her Memories

98 – Who are you?

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Riku looked at her curiously, almost in confusion. "Who are you?" he asked.

Xion gazed at the sunset, trying to hide her hurt. No one would remember her, then, if Riku couldn't; not even Axel. "Riku," she asked, "what do you wish?"

"More questions," he said wryly, resting his hand on his hip. "All right." He walked to the tree and leaned against it, crossing his arms over his chest.

Things were quiet while he thought, and Xion liked the silence. It reminded her of afternoons on the clock tower, when she, Axel and Roxas didn't say a thing, just watched.

Riku looked up. "I wish to recover something important that I lost."

Xion smiled, and felt herself fading. Maybe I'm not entirely forgotten, she thought. I guess I can come back, one day.

Now that Sora will wake, he'll save us.

And I'll wait… even if they don't remember me.

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A/N: From KH 3D, when Riku dove to wake Sora up, and was questioned by Roxas, Ven and Xion. If Xion was actually asking the question, and not a memory of her (I guess?), then this might be something she thought.