Moving closer to the viewing stands...my eye caught someone particular...for a moment...just a moment....Marluxia was in the crowd. His hair seemed a darker red...but it was him....
Without thinking I rushed forward to get to his position...but one look at his face and I was mistaken. Yet before realizing it, I had already pulled down on the man's cloak. He turned and looked at me with a questionable stare.
"I....I'm sorry." I mumbled. "I didn't mean to...what I mean is, I thought u were someone else...."
"Don't go grabbing people as you please." The man stated firmly. "I don't know who you thought I was, but my name is Xait. Just who are you anyway? You been hiding or something...you weren't gathered with us."
"I am RaXi....I just arrived."
"RaXi...well just be more aware next time." Xait lectured and turned away.
Slowly I walked away...why did I suddenly feel so empty...even more so than before. Just what had entered my mind to make me think Marluxia was alive. I had seen his demise...my blood boiled..."Sora...." I growled. Yet, there was something about this, Xait, that also intrigued me. I could tell straight off...we shared the power of ice. It made me wonder...Was there a chance I could make friends here after all? I had people I'd admired...but never before had I any friends....
