"Roxas, please wake up, soon." She sniffed and held Roxas' hands. He was asleep peacefully in their bed.

"He's not going to wake up now; he just fell into a coma." Saïx mumbled from the door and Max growled at this.

"Just get out and leave us alone!" She countered back.

"I'm here to find out what caused him to go into a coma." She gasped internally at this and gulped. "Since you were with him before he fell into a coma, what happened?" Her fringe covered her eyes.

"I don't know." Max answered like a robot.

"Hm, okay, I'll take a leave now." Saïx left and closed the door behind him. Max looked down at Roxas' sleeping face.

"I don't understand how…did he fall into a coma…again?" She asked and her eyes widened. If she had a real complete heart, it would have stopped.

"…It's my…entire fault." She covered her face and shook her head as the tears fell down her cheeks. "No…" she leaned back on her chair and started to breathe shakily.

"But I don't understand, how…?" She looked down at Roxas again. "...It was only an argument, but did it lead to something else?" The red haired nobody shook her head vigorously.

"He'll wake up soon, I know he will…" She smiled.

Days started passing, but Roxas still didn't wake up. She spent most of her time with Roxas. Everytime she looked at him, her heart would fill with guilt. She thought that, if it wasn't for her, he would still be here.

If she had a heart, it would have been sagging and sinking into a pit of darkness. It was as if she was slowly falling further down into the ocean. It was as if she couldn't get up once she fell down. It was like she was dead but she still felt. It was like pain and sorrow mixed together in a ball of guilt and regret.

Maximum tried to hold out her hand and touch his cheek or his hand but she was afraid. She was afraid, that if she did anything else to him, she would hurt him. She thought that if she touched him, then he would fade away from existence and her life.

She closed her green eyes, sighed and leaned back on her chair. Behind her eyes she saw a dark version of herself, with black hair and green eyes with black bat wings.

"Well, well, well. Who do we have here? Why if it isn't the one who made Roxas go into a coma."

"Who are you and why are you here?" Maximum asked.

"Does it really matter who I am? But you can call me Eri. And I'm here to remind you that it's your entire fault that Roxas is in a coma."

"Can't you just get lost, Eri?"

"Unfortunately, no, I can't just get lost. I'm the darkness in your heart. This is what happens when you bottle everything up inside. You should be happy, you have a guardian." Maximum frowned at this.

"No, I'm not happy." She mumbled.

"Of course you're not. Have you looked at the mirror lately? You look terrible! But, hey, it's your own fault. If you didn't argue with him, then it would have all been fine. Oh, no! If Xion didn't come, then everything would have been different."

"You're right. But what do I do?"

"The main question is; what can you do? You haven't even got a weapon, but I know that you've got something inside you." she frowned and glared at her.

"Aren't you supposed to make me feel bad?"

"Hey, do you really think I'm so evil, just 'cuz I'm making you feel bad. I'm you guardian, someone who guides you to the right path." Eri said and the red haired nobody rolled her eyes at this.

"Whatever."

Lyxas' Note: Sorry it's short...