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"Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody."

~ J.D. Salinger 'The Catcher in the Rye'

Naminé

Naminé remembered the last time she had seen Sora. It was now over five years ago. It was sad, but she had begun to let his features fade from her mind. His nose and the lines around his mouth had begun to slip from her memory, and she hated herself for that. Of course, a small part of her hated him and the rest of her so-called friends from her childhood that never came for her though. And that part of her consciousness was getting in the way of her doing anything other than cry.

She couldn't recall the last time she has cried in front of another person. She thought that it may have been the night that the man standing in front of her left Twilight Town five years prior. It both shocked and saddened her that she hadn't shed tears in front of another human being in so long. But, she knew that it was necessary not to. Tears would not get the blonde anywhere. So she let herself wind down, collected herself, and blinked at the now shocked brunette on her doorstep.

"Could you excuse me for just a moment?" She pardoned herself, and didn't wait for a response, instead she shut the door on her old friend and grabbed the nearest box of tissues she could locate, and allowed herself to cry a bit more before calling in and excusing herself from work that day. She knew she would not be able to handle herself all day around the children after something like this. She wiped her eyes, blew her nose, and then reopened the door to find a very worried looking Sora standing beside a taller man with a fohawk, carrying an obscene amount of luggage.

She took a deep breath and finally said, "Hello, Sora." The brunette blinked and glanced at her with shock. He opened his mouth, and then closed it. Naminé waited patiently for him to collect himself, and he did so eventually, and replied, "Hello, Naminé." She almost started crying again when she heard his voice. His voice was something that she never could forget. And just as always, his voice gave her a sense of peace that she hadn't felt in five long years. Almost at peace, that was. She was still apprehensive as to why he was at her doorstep, she still wanted to give him a piece of her mind for not coming sooner, but the biggest reason she was not totally at peace, was because she had been waiting for a different man to save her. But he wasn't the one on her front porch right now. It was Sora, it wasn't a blonde-haired, blue eyed dream in front of her, it was a brunette reality. The blonde dream wasn't coming yet.

"What are you doing here?" she whispered, clutching the doorpost tightly. Sora didn't answer right away, he glanced around her front porch, and out across her lawn, and finally back at her. "I've come here because I need you…In fact, I need everyone. Can I come in, please?" Needless to say, she let him in.

Roxas

When Roxas awoke the next time on Axel's couch, his mind was replaying one word over and over again, like a big light-up display from Vegas, alive in his head. 'Naminé' across every billboard and show sign in his mind. He sat up, and much to his relief, his headache had improved tremendously. The word Naminé kept scrolling in and out of his head as he stood and glanced around his friend's house. He found it odd that everything was so calm when there was such chaos behind his eyes. He heard Axel's voice humming the tune to 'We Will Rock You' in the next room and he slowly stood, swore as his back popped in several places, and followed the humming into Axel's bedroom.

"Hey man, thanks for letting me crash here this morning." Roxas thanked his friend quickly and turned to leave. "Yeah…sure, anytime" he heard Axel hesitantly reply. The blonde continued through the living room and started to put his shoes on, blinking away the images of the blonde haired angel. When at last he had tied his shoes on and was opening the door to leave, he heard his friend call behind him, "Hey, Roxas?" Roxas paused and turned his head back to glance at Axel. "If you need anything, anything at all, you know you can always call me, got it memorized?" Roxas allowed his shoulders to drop a half an inch and slowly nodded, "Yeah, thank you, Axel."

Roxas turned again to leave when Axel continued, "If something's up with a girl you know I can-" "Goodnight, Axel." Roxas interrupted, and didn't wait for a response before shutting the door behind him. He walked the entire eight blocks to his house, slumped onto his bed and settled into a dreamless sleep.

He had a job, at the moment, but if he slept a moment longer he wouldn't have one. He sat up, groaned at the many cracks in his joints and stiff muscles he had gained from his slumber, and hastily got ready for his seven hour shift at the graveyard. He and Axel worked the same shifts 90% of the time, and Roxas groaned when he realized that Axel would probably pester him non-stop until he said something about…her.

Roxas did not allow himself to think of her again until he had parked in the cemetery parking lot. Why was it that after nearly three years of successfully keeping thoughts of her at bay did he suddenly begin to think of her? What had his alcohol-drowned brain conjure up the past night that caused him to bring her up? He'd stopped thinking of her years ago, and he wasn't planning on making himself miserable about her again. The first time had been enough. He couldn't stand it if he made himself sick and worried over her again. This time it would kill him for sure.

Roxas spotted Axel across the parking lot and he got out of his car and followed the red head into the front office. "Hey, buddy, how ya doing?" Axel greeted as he clocked in. Roxas shrugged and clocked in behind Axel. The two sauntered out into the sea of gravestones in silence that to Roxas' surprise bothered him more than silences normally did. Of course, he and Axel both knew that there was something behind the silence, and that something was a beautiful woman who had made him miserable for six years.

"Hey, Roxas? You don't have to give me some long speech about this chick, but I mean, can I at least get a hint?" Axel finally asked. Roxas sighed, he ran a hand through his disheveled hair and considered whether it would be better to just tell Axel everything or not. After another moment of thought he decided that he'd only tell a piece of the truth, "Okay, I'll tell you, but you can't flip out on me."

Riku

When Riku declared so much time off the next day at work Marluxia and Zexion questioned him relentlessly that night, "But why are you leaving so suddenly?" Zexion inquired, raising an eyebrow. The three were walking abreast, down the wide hallway that lead into the restaurant below the billiard hall they had been in. "And why for so long?" Marluxia added, giving the silver-haired man a hard stare. Riku didn't respond, instead he held his jaw shut and strong, and pushed open the doors to the restaurant with ease.

Zexion and Marluxia were silent for a moment while they were seated, but as soon as their waiter left, Marluxia snapped, "You know, if it's about that washed-up chick that Vexen was talking about you can tell us, it's not like it's some big damn secret that we didn't already know." Riku was taken aback by his coworker, and he scowled at the hair salon-dyed pink hairs of his and raised one eyebrow, "It's not. I don't know that woman, she's a drug dealer, and by Vexen's word she sounds like she's in the wrong crowd. I'm not going to fish her out of that just because she sounds pretty." The waiter set down their drinks and Riku took a sip of his beer while Zexion continued, "Riku, don't be stupid, we all saw how you reacted to Vexen last night, who is she?"

Riku glanced at the two, inwardly throwing offensive words at them while he decided what to tell them. He decided he'd be honest-to a point that is. "I think I might know her. An old friend from my old town, I just want to make sure her life isn't a complete train wreck, and then I'll come back." The two men sitting across from Riku shared twin glances and finally Marluxia said "Alright, fine. Just, call us if you need anything while you're away."

The next day Riku was boarding a plane to Twilight Town.

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