Xion had been doing her best to keep to the shadows as she headed away from the buildings of the school. She was going to go and take out some more of this world's version of the heartless, the eagulls, to earn munny for ice cream when she saw familiar hair. Very familiar.

That wasn't Sora's hair, though his came the closest of anyone's to Roxas' hair.

"Roxas..." she whispered as she started to dart from shadow to shadow closer to him. Could it really be....?

She got closer and then stopped when she caught a flash of white. That wasn't... but... Confused, and hurting for some reason she didn't understand, she rushed forward as he moved away from the people and buildings. She ran after him, making up for his lead by running. There was almost no one around when she caught up, but she stopped short of touching him. What... what if she was wrong and this wasn't Roxas? No. It has to be. She knew Roxas would come, so he was here... right?

"Roxas?" she asked, softly, realizing he was still walking. If it was Roxas he'd hear her, right? He'd turn around? Face hidden in her hood, she braced herself for this to be a trick from the bullies. Or from Saïx. Or just some weird spell that gave people other people's hair or something.