It had been some time, far too long, when Naminé finally considered her work done. It was, actually, far from done; her part had been completed. Now it was just up to Sora to finish the rest.

Her hands reached out, palms resting lightly against the glass capsule that held Sora's sleeping form. A small smile formed on her lips as she leaned forward, hair brushing the glass slightly before her forehead came in contact with the cold material.

"I received a note, Sora, asking me to go to a wonderful new world.. I can finally be free to fly again.." Her eyes shut, a small pained laugh escaping her lips. "I know, you won't remember me, but maybe there I can remember you." Pulling away from the capsule she stared up at his sleeping face, tears making their way down her face.

"I still have our promise.. I'll be in your heart until you remember me again."

Without another word Naminé pulled herself away from the capsule, turning and leaving the room. It was time to leave her past behind, and begin life anew..

I can't remember how I wound up here... I can remember Sora, and his need to have his memories returned to him.. I need to fix what I have done. For once I need to right this wrong I have caused...

But why does it hurt so to do it..

She paused from her thoughts, head slowly lifting to stare up at the capsule in the room.. the only thing in the room. Inside, the sleeping boy could be found, steadily remembering everything that had been lost. There wasn't much for her to do, but sit there and make sure things went the way they should go.

Why do you want to remember everything, but forget all this? You can't keep a promise you don't remember...

She stood slowly, bare feet padding across the floor silently. She had abandoned her sandals in this room, it seemed unnecessary with the whiteness of the area. Tears stung at the corners of her eyes as slowly she drew nearer to the sleeping boy, her hands raising to rest against the cold glass-like surface that contained him. It wasn't until her forehead was resting against it that she closed her eyes and allowed the tears to fall.

I don't understand why it hurts so much.. He has forgotten me, which is the right thing. I don't exist to him, I never should have... A creature without a heart doesn't need to be remembered..

But why does it hurt so...?