AN/ This is an addendum which covers the full "Xion in Kairi's house" scene, since Roxas saw maybe two seconds of it. This is kind of something that better belongs in ASAS, but I wanted to put it in a slightly-more-canon context, aka, as an addendum to Nothing's Fair. (Not saying most chapters of ASAS aren't canon, I just get the feeling that not everyone looks at it.)

Final/ending notes will be put in the next chapter.

It was a relatively normal and boring day for the end of winter break. Namine was sitting on the couch, drawing what was probably another picture of Riku. Kairi had only seen a couple glances at Namine's sketchbooks, but she wasn't stupid enough to not realize that at least half the pictures were lovingly framed sketches of Riku.

Kairi, meanwhile, was sprawled on the floor, trying to get through the reading assignment for winter break, and struggling. Books weren't exactly her thing, and nonfiction were worse than the rest. Had Sora been here, it might have been easier—the last few reading assignments they'd had were done by alternating reading the text in mocking tones. That sort of thing just wasn't the same with Namine…

Kairi was just debating getting a pencil and some paper and copy down the vocab words for this chapter—they'd have a vocab assignment on it eventually—when something burst into existence about two feet in front of her. It was one of those… dark portal things that Namine and Riku could use that also made her itch like crazy.

She wasn't sure who or what she expected to come out of the portal, but she certainly hadn't been expecting a rather dazed girl to stumble out of it as it closed.

"Uh…" Kairi slowly sat up straight, leaving the book on the floor. The new arrival had collapsed into a heap and was breathing very heavily. "Well, I was going to ask who you were, but, I guess are you okay is a slightly more important question."

The girl didn't move, but her breathing slowed a little. Her lack of response, after a moment, made Kairi uncertain that her question had been heard. She turned to look at Namine, who was sitting wide-eyed and sketchbook abandoned in her lap (she had been drawing Riku). Namine realized Kairi was looking at her, and shrugged, shaking her head.

Kairi sighed, took her book and pushed behind her so it was no longer between her and this girl that had just arrived. She didn't move too close to the girl, afraid to startle her—did she recognize that cloak the girl was wearing?

"Are you okay?" she repeated, a little louder this time.

The girl looked up at her with wide eyes that, for a second, did not seem to register her face. Kairi frowned, and the girl slowly straightened. She was still breathing hard, if not as hard as she had been when she arrived.

"Uhm…" the girl began, then trailed off. She blinked once, twice, scrunching up her face hard in what Kairi knew was concentration. "I'm- I'm…" She looked around her, eyes searching her surroundings, the blankness on her face suggesting she did not exactly see them.

"Alright, who are you?" Kairi pressed on. "Can you tell me that?" Based on the girl's skin, she could easily pass as a Destiny Islands native—though her face… It was almost like looking in a mirror, Kairi thought, with how similar their faces were. The only difference besides their skin and the girl's darker hair was the girl's nose was not slightly crooked, as Kairi's was, from breaking it… well, more than once in the past.

The girl blinked a few more times. "I… …Xion. Xion… is… my name…" She struggled to get each word out. "Where- where… am I…?" Each word was interspaced with a blink and a heavy breath, each blink longer than the last, and each breath more labored.

"My house," Kairi answered. "Are you hurt?" She tried to speak slowly, wondering if Xion was having as much trouble comprehending words as she was saying them.

"I- I don't… think… so…" Xion said, but she looked confused, as if she wasn't really sure.

Kairi chewed her lip, wondering if they should get this girl medical attention, and more importantly, whether or not doing that before getting some more answers out of her was a good idea. Then her hospitality kicked in, and she got to her feet. What Xion needed first, was a glass of water, and then maybe one of the potions her dad kept in the hall cabinet.

"Namine, make room for Xion on the couch—Xion, you want something to drink?" She was getting Xion a glass of water regardless, but it couldn't hurt to ask if she wanted something else. "We've got all sorts of juice and… some soda…"

"Uh…"

"Juice is probably the better option," Namine called.

"True."

When Kairi poked her head back out of the kitchen—just briefly, to check—Namine was helping Xion onto the couch. Maybe she was injured, if she couldn't stand on her own… That, or it's dehydration, Kairi told herself, as she pulled down glasses to get all of them drinks. Well, she got a glass of water for Xion, and a glass of juice which she'd probably give to Namine. She'd come back for juice for herself and maybe for Xion, seeing as she only had two hands.

"Here," she said, pressing the water into Xion's hands. Xion took it and stammered a bewildered thanks. Kairi offered the juice to Namine, and when she said no, pulled up a chair for herself so she could sit across from the couch.

Xion took a hesitant sip of the water, and then looked up at Kairi with narrowed eyes. "Uh, who… are you, anyway?" she asked. "I, uh- I never… you never…"

"Kairi. I'm Kairi. And that's Namine."

Namine smiled and waved slightly, but Xion's attention was fixed entirely on Kairi. Her eyes had widened in an expression Kairi could not specifically peg as either surprise or awe, though it certainly looked like one of those.

"Kairi…" Xion said, slowly. "I… I know…" She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, but when she continued speaking, it was with a fervent excitement. "I know you! I- I think I… know you."

Kairi raised her eyebrows. She couldn't help the laugh that bubbled in her mouth. "Uh-hum, I'm not… so sure—" Namine cut her off with a wave of her hand and a stern look. Once she had Kairi's attention, she mouthed a single word:

'Replica.'

Kairi's face scrunched up in further confusion.

'Of who?'

Namine opened her mouth to answer, then paused, then frowned. After a second she held up a finger to signal Kairi to hold on, and then she reached for her sketchbook and started drawing something. Xion did not appear to notice the exchange.

"I'm still… not sure how you know me…" Kairi said, to Xion, hoping maybe to get an answer before Namine was finished.

"I- I just… I thought I—" Xion stopped and rubbed at her head, slowly shaking it. "I just thought… Gosh, I'm sorry, it's all… it's all… I- I can't…" She squeezed her eyes shut, and the glass of water trembled in her grasp. "…fuzzy. It's… fuzzy."

Right. Kairi'd forgotten the potion she'd meant to grab. She left her glass of juice on the table on the way to get it, and returned shortly. "Drink this," she told Xion. "It might help. And definitely try and drink all the water."

Namine sent her a brief look that suggested she didn't so firmly believe it would do anything, but she'd buried her nose in the sketchbook before Kairi could comment. Kairi only rolled her eyes and returned to her chair, forgetting her juice. Replica or not, it wasn't like water could hurt.

"Do you know how you got here?" she asked Xion. "Or, why you came here, specifically?"

Xion just shook her head. She'd finished the potion, and had gone back to sipping on the water. "I… no. I don't know… I don't even really know… why I'm… Why…"

She trailed off. Kairi waited to press, not wanting to derail her apparently fragile train of thought. She let a minute tick by, and then decided if Xion did not have the thought by now, she probably wouldn't have it anytime soon.

"Xion?" she asked. "Why you're what?"

Xion looked up at her with a blank stare. She shook her head from side to side. "I don't know. I don't…"

"Drink your water," Kairi said. At this rate, she figured Xion would have to be reminded of that every few minutes, because she seemed to keep forgetting.

The question now: what to do with her? Get her water and maybe feed her while they waited for Kairi's dad to get home was Kairi's first choice—but if Xion was a Replica, like Namine suspected… would it be a good idea to have her stick around until her dad showed up? And medical attention was likely out of the question, or getting doctors involved certainly was. Maybe they'd have to take her to another world, but… where? Kairi certainly didn't know of any place, and unless Namine did, they were out of luck.

Perhaps they'd have to keep Xion here until she could remember where she came from, or where she was going. Actually… Kairi hadn't asked where Xion had come from, now that she thought about it.

"Where'd you—" she began, but then another one of those dark portals opened, and out stepped a rather flustered looking boy. His eyes went wide at the sight of her—what was so special about her?—before finding Xion.

"Xion!" he exclaimed, sounding extremely happy to see her. "There you—"

But Xion jumped to her feet, dropping her glass and spilling her water. Before Kairi or Namine or the boy could say anything, she'd form a dark portal of her own, and she vanished.

"Any idea where she went?" the boy asked.

Kairi and Namine both shook their heads.

"Can you please tell me what's going—" Kairi began, but the boy, too, formed a dark portal and left. "—on…" she finished, then sighed. Namine could only offer her a shrug. Kairi sighed again, and got up to get a towel to clean up the water Xion spilled.

"Got an explanation for me, yet, Namine?" she asked, when she returned.

"Uh, yeah." Namine turned the sketchbook so Kairi could see it—the picture was one of Xion, and one of Sora, though it consisted of nothing more than their faces scrawled side by side.

"She's a Replica of Sora?" Kairi asked, in disbelief.

Namine shrugged. "I guess? I'm not really sure, I just… you know… I had one of those feelings. One of the ones I can only channel into drawings."

"I thought you only got those about Riku." It was meant as a tease, but Namine seemed to take it seriously.

"Maybe he met her at one point. I don't know."

"But why does she look so much like me?" Kairi asked, moving now to put the towel on the ground where the water had spilled, then standing on it to help it soak. "I mean, last I checked, I am not Sora. So why would a Replica of him—"

"I don't know," Namine interrupted. "I don't know."

Kairi rolled her eyes and shook her head, though she supposed it did make some sense. While Xion had definitely shared a similar face and similar hair, she'd definitely had Sora's skin. Kairi's skin was darker than Namine's, but it certainly wasn't as dark as Sora's, seeing as her mom had… well, not been a native. As for Xion: her thinking she recognized Kairi could be explained if she had Sora's memories—or some of Sora's memories, which was easily possible. Namine swore she had some of Riku's.

Still… why had Xion come here? And why had she left when that boy had shown up? Who was he? Why was he looking for Xion? The questions went on, and Kairi wasn't so sure she'd ever get them answered.

She left the towel where it was and took Xion's glass to the kitchen, sending a rueful look at her book on the way. The reading assignment could wait until tomorrow.