A Good Other

XIII

After the late night dinner / breakfast special everything went by so quickly. You were surprised to find that the sun was beginning to rise over Radiant Garden. When you were able to find your way out of the huge warehouse, you were surprised to find that it was still in the city. Just a little further than you've been already.

You stood outside watching the sunrise, you could admit that it was very beautiful. It was the nightlight that would keep the Heartless away, you mused. Or at least that's what you were telling yourself.

Knowing the knowledge of the Heartless is what kept you off the streets in the coming weeks. Day by day, you went to work for Tifa in the mall. Tifa and Yuffie would always give you curious glances and unasked questions were kept to themselves. You knew a lot obviously, more than anyone else in the entire city and yet here you were.

Just keeping quiet.

You always managed to get out of dodge before Sora could get there, Demyx on the other hand was curious on what was going on with you. The two of you didn't really talk all too much anymore, staying out of the kitchen and far from the bar whenever you could.

At least the paycheck was something.

Rikku popped in and out of the apartment. One day you brought up the reason why she didn't stay there. She gave you a confused look before admitting a nice piece of information. "This is your apartment? One day you moved out of Cid's telling us that you 'bought' one." Rikku's face fell. "When you disappeared, that's all I ever did was stay here hoping you'd come back."

It was odd to be alone, there was a strange comfort to it though. As if it was the per usual norm.

Sighing loudly as you walked into the apartment, it was Friday right after a long shift at the bar. You were happy that it was busy, usually busy meant good money. It didn't mean that everyone was a great tipper though. Every time before a shift you would pray everyone understood what a 20% tip was.

Turning on the tall lamp light, the living room flooded with light. Placing your coat on a chair and bag on the kitchen island, you then turned on the stove lamp on. There was something about being in the darkness that scared you. Though you never found out if the Heartless could somehow get into buildings. Standing there in the kitchen, you could feel yourself become engulfed in your thoughts. Like a web there were so many stuck in there.

A loud knocking came at the door. Raising a brow, it was obvious that it wasn't any of your siblings because they'd walk right in. It was probably a terrible thing yet you never locked the door after getting into the house. Unless you went to stay in bed of course.

Opening the door you found a blond man, average height you had to say. His eyes were one of the brightest dark blue that you had ever seen. Blond hair that swept each and every way possible and managed to stay there. Blinking in surprise, you took in the uniform of being a delivery boy.

Printed neatly across the left half of the uniform read 'Roxas'. "Um, sorry miss," Roxas stuttered a little bit, taking in your disheveled and tired appearance. Shaking your head you opened the door a little bit more to lean against the frame.

"Oh, no it's okay! I just got home from work myself." You simply explained, giving the best smile that you could to Roxas. Visibly he relaxed, slinging off a backpack. It was a slimming white with blue trim from what you could see.

What was inside surprised you, Roxas pulled out seven thick sealed packages. "This is from Professor Ansem at the University for um, [Name] T-T.." Roxas squinted his eyes, attempting to sound out your foster name.

Chuckling and waving to get his attention you smiled at his curious gaze. "Don't worry about the last name, not a lot of people can say it. I'm [Name]." Roxas smiled at you, for a couple for a minute or two you could see the gears turning in his head for some odd reason.