Three years. It had been three years since the door to darkness had been closed. Even longer since she'd seen his face. She walked through the empty streets of Hollow Bastion alone, the way she preferred it lately. Rain fell lightly over her black as night hair. Onto her white as sheet skin. She turned her purple eyes to the sky and wished the rain would wash her away as it did the blood and grime on her face. Couldn't she disappear from the world she lived in? Go some place where heartless and nobodies and selfish, heartless, handsome bastards didn't exist? She let a tear fall and mingle with the tears the sky poured freely. She closed her eyes and let herself get lost in the feel of the cool rain, let herself almost forget everything.

A swoosh of clothing shook her from her relaxation, she was once again on guard. "Who's there?" Her voice had changed in the last three years. It no longer held the innocence of childhood. It had matured beautifully. Her wary eyes searched the dark buildings but found nothing out of place. "Time to go." She whispered softly to herself as she once again set off for home.

He watched her from the darkness, that's where he always watched from, he dare not go to her. What would she think of him if she could see him now? Shrouded in darkness as he was. He remembered her from younger, more innocent times. Her hair had been shoulder length, her eyes so deep purple and clear. Now she was different. Though it rained she had no coat. Her pale arms were encased in fishnets up to her elbows. Her hands surrounded by fingerless leather gloves. She wore a red tank top and tight black pants. Chains crisscrossed behind her legs and her beautiful black hair fell in layers to the middle of her back. She looked up to the sky and closed her eyes. No…just your eyes….just let me see them again… He leaned over into the light, almost lost his footing. She heard his coat and she was in combat position in no time, her keyblade out. She turned and he saw many other things that had changed about Yuri. Her red tank top rode up just a little on her flat, sculpted stomach. He saw scars over her abdomen and knew they went higher than that. Accompanying those scars was a bar through her belly button with a miniature replica of her keyblade attached to the bottom. "Who's there?" Her voice was harder than it had been before, wary and cautious. Her purple eyes were no longer happy, they weren't even sad, they were hardened with despair always lurking just beneath the surface. He wished, not for the first time, that there was a way for him to take that all away, but he knew there had been too many years of damage for it all to go away in the blink of an eye. He wondered, not for the first time, if she knew she was looking right at him. "Time to go." Please don't…..But she turned and walked away. He fell from his perch and landed softly on the brick road.

"I will find a way…to make you happy…" With that, the dark figure disappeared into a black portal.

Yuri sat on the roof and listened as her friends below laughed. None of them remembered. Not even Merlin. But she did. She remembered the way Sora defeated Ansem. The way Riku had sounded as they shut the door. The way no one had listened to her. The way he had broken her heart. "Take care of her." He had said to Sora. Kairi, the object of both boys' affections, would be looked after well, but no one cared for her. It was still a mystery as to why she ended up here and not with her mother. But she didn't care, her place was here. She looked up once again at the sky. "Riku…I know you're out there….I still have some things to tell you…then you can do whatever you like." She buried her head in her knees and wept bitterly through the night.