The Light in My Dark

I honestly don't know why I keep coming here with Roxas. This bell tower has nothing for me. It's never done me any good. This place is as useless as me. Roxas likes to come here though, but I bet it's just to eat that sea salt ice cream that he loves. He can't get enough of it. He sits next to me now, licking away at it, always basking in its deliciousness. He is so silly. So carefree. And I would think being the Keyblade bearer wouldn't allow him to give him so much free time. I guess it means something, if he chooses to spend that time with me, sitting here with me.

"Hey Xion?" Roxas suddenly asks me, taking his attention from the ice cream. He looks at me with those beautiful, blue eyes of his.

"Yeah?" I reply, barely looking up at him. I can hardly stand to look at him without butterflies flying around my stomach, and my cheeks growing redder by every second that I look at him.

"I feel like I've been getting a little weak with my Keyblade. It's been getting tougher fighting the Heartless. Have you noticed that too?"

I don't answer him. I knew exactly why he's been feeling weaker. I am also a Keyblade bearer. Saix told me that I've been unintentionally stealing Roxas' strength, the more I fight the Heartless with my Keyblade. He told me that I'm nothing but a puppet, being controlled behind the scenes. And I know that. I've done nothing good for Roxas. I've only been stealing his strength, and he thinks it's his fault. He trains harder, and gets stronger, only for me to take that too. He doesn't know that I've been getting stronger off of him. And I hate myself for doing that to my friend. I wish I could actually tell him how I really feel about him, but if he doesn't feel the same, I don't know what I would do. It could ruin our friendship. I don't want that... I don't want it at all. Roxas is the only person who has even bothered to get to know me, and the only one who ever even enjoyed my company. He means so much to me. But... I can't let this go on anymore. He deserves to keep the strength that he rightfully owns. I've only been leaching off of him, and I can't let that continue any longer. I know Roxas won't understand now, but I know he will eventually understand that I'm doing this for him.

I stand up on the ledge, staring at the setting sun. That massive, beautiful ball in the sky doesn't even compare to how amazing Roxas is. This will be the last time I ever see Twilight Town like this.

I look down at Roxas, and I can see the confusion on his face. I feel a tear run down my cheek as I remember all the great times we've had together, and the best time when he helped me summon my Keyblade when we were on a mission in another world. But that should never have happened in the first place.

"Roxas," I say, and put my weight on the front of my feet. His look of confusion a second ago suddenly turned to a look of worry. Of fear.

"Xion, what are you-" he starts to say, but I can feel myself already starting to fall off the ledge to the brick ground below. My arms lift themselves up as I start to feel the wind push against my body. I close my eyes, and prepare for all of this to be over.

"Xion!"

I suddenly feel my arm lift violently over my head, and the wind that was rushing against me stops. I open my eyes, and see that I only fell a few feet from the ledge. Something clasping around my wrist is holding me from falling.

I look up, and see Roxas holding onto my left wrist with his right hand. His face looks like he just witnessed a car crash happen only inches away from where he was. He is leaning over the ledge, and he must have thrown down his ice cream, because his left hand is the only thing that's not letting him fall over the side, holding on to the side of the ledge.

I stare up at him, puzzled at why he saved me, and also sad that I haven't hit the ground by now. The tears have disappeared, and a feeling of confusion filled it's place.