The wind whistled throughout the stacks of the clock tower. With a blue ice cream popsicle in hand, she climbed the stairs until she reached the top. She rounded the corner and saw someone sitting on the ledge: a spiky, blonde hair boy with glowing blue eyes, and wearing the signature Organization coat. She smiled.
“Hey Roxas!” she greeted.
The boy turned around. He grinned.
“Xzylair!” he greeted, “I thought I was gonna end up eating ice cream by myself today.”
She sat down to the left of him, observing half of his ice cream was gone. She put his hand on his. He tenderly curled his fingers around her hand. Her chest fluttered.
“Why? Is Axel and Xion not coming today?” She asked.
Roxas frowned. “No, I haven’t seen them. Xion was upset yesterday, but wouldn’t tell me why.”
Xzylair subtly bit her lip, watching the sunset over the horizon.
“I know,” she said, “I was sent to finish her mission.”
Roxas looked at her in surprise.
Xzylair shifted her weight.
“Do you really wanna know?” she asked.
Roxas nodded. “I do.”
Xzylair turned back to the sky.
“There has been a stranger wearing the same coat as us. Xion was asked to take him out. She failed. Saïx chewed her out pretty badly.”
“And did you beat him?”
Xzylair didn’t respond for a moment, recalling the haunting words of the stranger.
“I thought I’ve seen everything your Organization had to offer. Then a Nobody comes along wielding my sister’s keyblade!”
“I did enough” she said simply.
She looked down.
“I tried to coax Xion out of her room. But it seems the stranger had a way of messing with your head.”
Xzylair smiled, hiding the disturbance she had inside her.
“Nothing. Don’t worry. Xion will come around.”
The two finished their ice cream after a while and continued to watch the sun, who had nearly disappeared over the horizon. Xzylair rested her hand on his shoulder.
“You know, it’s strange,” she stated, “I feel like…I’ve always dreamed of sitting like this, with someone I love, watching the sun go down.”
Her eyes narrowed, as she had to think about it for a moment.
“I seemed to remember picturing it on a beach.”
“Well, don’t forget what we promised,” he reminded, “On our next day off, the four of us, at the beach. Remember?”
“Yeah, I remember.”
She closed her eyes, listening to the wind through her ears. She wished this moment could never end…