This was supposed to be a one shot, how did it escalate?

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If Axel knew all of this was gonna happened, he would've thrown that drawing notebook from Xion's hands, and broke every pencil in the Castle that Never Was just so Roxas would never be able to draw. Ever. But Axel, unfortunately, did not have Future Vision, and it was just a drawing notebook at the time he didn't see any harm in it. Axel sighed, this was. Well, this was a disaster, plain and simple, and Roxas seems to be going insane.

This all started one sunset, it seemed like any usual sunset, he Roxas, and Xion eating Ice cream after their own missions were done, it seemed strange that Xion had had a shopping bag with her but he had ignored it, thinking the girl might have just bought something on her way here.

Roxas, however, did not have that restraint so of course, he asked her.

"Hey, Xi, what's in the bag?" Xion looked startled for a minute her ice cream in her mouth eyes wide before she removed the par from her lips and smiled.

"Well I saw this on my mission, and I was curious," she got her bag and opened it, removing a drawing notepad and coloring pencils.

"I wanted to try it, but I was really bad, only making squiggly lines, but I thought then, maybe you'd be better than me at it." She handed them to Roxas with one of her sweet smiles. Roxas took it from her, a little confused, but he smiled back at her moments later.

"Thanks, Xion."

Now Axel thought that that was the end of it, that they would all move on from this and never talk to it again, Roxas would try it once, not like it and leave it, or at least not bring it up again.

No such luck, actually Axel is pretty sure that he has the worst luck in all the worlds. You see that night Roxas lied on his bed pencil in hand looking at the blank paper not knowing what to do, on instinct he decided to just let his hand move as it would like. A few hours later the page was not blank anymore, it had three shapes that looked the same, three stars being presented to each other, Roxas doesn't know what they were, but knew that they were important somehow, not to him, but important all the same. He took three colors, blue, brown and green, and started coloring the picture that he drew. Finally, after finishing he looked at the picture, a name finally coming to mind, above the picture he wrote one word. Wayfinders.

Roxas didn't show it to anyone in the castle, in fact, it was after four days at another sunset that Xion had asked him about it. Roxas smiled at her.

"Yeah I started, I drew a few shapes. They feel familiar but I've never seen them in my life."

"Maybe you're starting to remember your past life," Axel said hopefully. Roxas shook his head.

"No, they're not mine, they don't feel like they belong to me," he answered.

"How do they not feel like they belong to you if they were in your mind?" Axel asked.

Roxas shrugged. "Well, it's like this. I'm me, when I remember something like you or Xion, or anything I did these past sixty days there is a sense of me, that these memories belong to me, but when I think of these shapes that I drew, things become a little murky I guess, they belong to someone important someone close to me but not me. And every shape has a different feel to it, like every shape belongs to someone different. It's very strange."

"Roxas we're nobodies we don't have the heart to feel," Axel said, mostly because what Roxas said was making him worry or not worry, whatever it was it was wrong and he wanted it to stop.

Xion finally spoke, "Can I see what you drew?"

Roxas smiled at her," Of course, as soon as we go back to the Castle you can come to my room and see them," a sunny smile graced Roxas' face, and an excited smile appeared on Xion's lips.

Really what Roxas had said about these shapes whatever they were should have been a red flag, but Axel had dismissed it as Roxas getting his memories back. He was kicking himself now.

Xion was gaping at what Roxas drew, "Roxas these are beautiful, you're amazing."

Roxas rubbed the back of his head, "Thanks Xi, I just let my hand do the work,"

"You said these pictures don't belong to you?" Roxas nodded.

"They don't feel like mine, it's like I'm looking through the eyes of other people, it feels like I know them well, but they are still not me."

Xion hummed. "How many people are there?"

"Three, I think."

"And they all feel different?" Roxas nodded.

"I have an idea, would you like to hear it?"

"Sure," Roxas nodded enthusiastically and went to sit beside Xion on his bed.

"Well, there are three people, assign one wall in your room to one of them, and every picture that belongs to that feeling put it there."

"Why?" he asked.

Xion shrugged. "Well why not, we might get a story out of them if we arrange them,"

"Like a puzzle?"

Xion nodded excitedly, Roxas nodded back just as excited as her. It might take time to get any sort of story out of all these… memories that don't belong to him, but this sounds like a nice start.

And so, three pictures were hanged on the wall. The Wayfinders, the Paopu fruit, and something Roxas wrote called a X-Blade, he said it's still Key but it's an "X" instead, she didn't get it, neither did Roxas for that matter.

The three people didn't have names yet only a feeling of their name, so the three people that these memories belonged to were referred to by both her and Roxas as Sky, Wind, and Shadow. It was like a small project both her and Roxas were participating in, they didn't think that there was any reason to tell anyone in the Castle about this, after all, no one except Axel cared about them, and as long as this project doesn't interfere with missions they were sure even Saix wouldn't have anything to complain about.

Day after day the pictures began to fill the walls, items turned into faces, faces that had names but were not remembered yet. A redhead and a blond girl that looked very much like Xion, a silver-haired boy that seemed to be very important. These belonged to Sky.

Dark monsters that triggered painful emotions from Roxas, he wrote the feeling besides the picture of the monster that triggered it. Shadow's memories were by far the least things he liked to remember, they were nothing but pain, sadness, anger, hate, and loneliness. Whenever Shadow's memories would appear to him, Roxas heads to Xion's bedroom, then they both head to Axel's room and he just hugs both of them for a long time until he feels okay again. It worried Axel a bit, he even wanted to say no from time to time, but Roxas and Xion have the most adorable cutest puppy dog eyes that even a being as heartless as Axel couldn't resist and Roxas was giving him the saddest eyes he had ever seen, so a no was out of the question.

A man that looked eerily similar to the superior, but younger with brown hair, his eyes were a beautiful blue color, they were kinder, warmer than Xemnas' by far, and a sweet smile on his face. "He feels like Axel," Roxas whispered to her, and Xion understood, to Wind this man was precious, loved and needed. And finally a beautiful woman, blue eyes, and blue hair, with a kind loving smile.

"She's so beautiful," said Xion, "Roxas, can I, can I have her?"

"She's important to Wind," he whispered in a daze, "so, so very important."

Xion hung her head a little sad that she couldn't have the picture, Roxas glanced at her before getting a smile on his face. "Tell you what, when I remember her name, or draw her again, I'll give her to you."

"Really!" she yelled happily. Roxas nodded and Xion got the most adorable smile on her face before tackling Roxas into a hug.

Names began to come to him, the first was the silver-haired boy, Riku, Sky's precious Riku. Sky's dear Kairi. After that a new picture was drawn, it looked like stained glass, with a brown-haired boy that looked asleep, in his hand was her's and Roxas' Keyblade, and looking at his face he looked so very much like Roxas beside his head in circles were the faces of Riku and Kairi, along with a duck and a dog, a little strange, but to Xion it seemed very right.

"This is Sky?"Asked Xion.

"Yeah, his name's Sora," whispered Roxas.