Reunion of Sorts [Xion]

Xion pulled the black hood over her head, hiding her face from view. Memories from her moments in the organization brought to the surface by one action. One simple flip of the hand or hood in this case. The nobody barely spoke to anyone, her words only came in whispers if someone asked her something. Hard enough for her to speak up around all the random people showing up. If she wasn't wandering the town Xion sat in the window of her room watching people walk past. As she would usually be doing right now, however she had forced herself to leave that comfort of her room. '..Just a few steps. Down the stairs and out the door. It can't hurt.' Oh it could, so much if she let the wrong person in.

No one she knew had been found, Not Roxas. Not Axel. Not even the Organization members who betrayed her and wished to kill the girl. Why did so many people want to control her fate? Being brought back gave Xion another chance to do the things she wished to do, and find her friends. Stepping back to avoid running into a complete stranger Xion moved quickly down a side street. Flinching away from strangers had become a typical thing for the nobody's empty existence. All her friends were gone, or back at the castle playing games. Doing missions, the things she took for granted that she didn't have now. So what if people had strong hatred of Xion then, or wanted her for selfish purposes.

She stopped walking only to look up and let the hood pool around her neck. The ice cream shop. Xion hadn't had any ice cream since she went with Axel and Roxas just before things took a bad turn. Digging into the pocket she added to her cloak Xion pulled out what little money she had. Maybe some ice cream could calm her already on edge nerves. Wouldn't be surprising for the shy nobody. "..." No words Xion only watched them, then looked down when the worker glanced into her eyes. She shook her head and stumbled away, barely missing Roxas. The hood down her blue eyes gazed straight into his. 'R..roxas...?' No words passed her lips as she tried to regain her balance.

She finally found someone but couldn't speak up, the words just didn't want to come out.

Xion blinked looking away from him, Roxas didn't seem to know her. He wasn't acting as she usually thought he would. How weird was that? The girl shoved those thoughts into the back of her mind trying to hide the nervous expression. That look on the girl's face faded quickly at his words. So she had been right. Of course her memory had been erased from everyone when she died before. When Roxas had taken her life with his own hands because she tried to attack the blond. She refused to meet his gaze, looking anywhere but directly at him.

A few times her eyes would meet his then Xion would turn her head quickly the other direction. Silence really was awkward in general but this made it ten times worse. Silence with someone she knew but he didn't know her. Trying to push the positive thoughts of starting over back into her head only worked so well. Xion still had no heart, no one who knew her yet she held memories of most of them. Some good, some bad but life had that ability sometimes. It just couldn't be called fair. Xion's fingers dug into her gloves that covered her hands. "...no." One word, she claimed he didn't know her. Did she feel pain by saying that? Maybe a tiny bit.

Xion shook her head placing her gloved hands on either side of the hood. Part of her wanted to pull it up and block everything out. But Roxas already knew what she looked like, by complete accident he had already seen her face. Fingers gently touching the black bangs that hung in her face as she tried to distract herself from Roxas. Anything she heard sounded so far away, or as if he was speaking in a whisper. "...Sora? " It was all an act...pretending she didn't know that person. That she didn't know Roxas, Axel the rest of the organization.

"N...no I can't." Her words nothing more then a whisper as she looked at the keyblade, her hands resting firm at her side. She wouldn't reach out to it. Or touch it, what did he want from her. Xion stood frozen where her thoughts screamed run the other direction, don't let him discover anything. Roxas wasn't really free from the past even without memories of her, she knew that much.