And here it goes
I'm just a kid and my life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid and I know that it's not fair
Nobody cares cause I'm alone and the world is
having more fun than me tonight

.003 Dream or Reality?

"Don't ever forget," a female's voice rang through the blackness of his mind. "Wherever you go, I'm always with you."

The image of the very same auburn-haired girl came into view and the surroundings changed. She was standing right in front of him.


"Kairi..." Another voice echoed but it was a guy's voice and someone else came into view. It was a brunette boy with royal blue eyes, strikingly similar to his. In his hand held a star-shaped charm but for a second, it was replaced by a orange-coloured star-shaped fruit.

That boy...he looks just like me and that girl...

"That's not me..." a familiar angelic voice came in.


His surroundings then changed into a neverending abyss of pitch black and he saw a faint glow in the distance. As he advanced towards it, the glow became more obvious with each step he took and right there, it noticed it was a girl. He recognized her at first sight.

"Naminé," He breathed. "Is that you?"

The glowing girl turned around and he did a double take. She looked breathtaking. That soft silky hair, her cherry lips, her icy blue eyes filled with genuine emotions. He felt like kissing those cherry lips of hers but he held down that thought.


"Tell me," Roxas began. "Tell me now."

"Roxas," She frowned a bit. "Not now. Not here. Like I said, I'll tell you when the time is right. I promise you that."

The blonde-haired kid remained silent for a few seconds before talking again, "Have you ever felt like we've met each other before?"

Now it was Naminé's turn to remain silent.

"Yes," she agreed. "I don't know why but I guess we just do."

Roxas took a step towards Naminé and now, they were rather close to each other.

"You make me feel different, you know that," Roxas began to explain. "It's very rare for a girl to make me feel that way. I used to have a crush on Olette but after a while, that urging vibe to tell her disappeared like...she wasn't the right one for me. I feel you can understand how I feel."

He noticed that she stiffened up and so, he took her hands in his and they felt so warm, so soft. "Please," He begged, his fingers intertwined with hers. "When will I see you again?"

Naminé smiled widely with tears threatening to fall out of her eyes. "Soon, Roxas. Soon."

The world faded into light and Roxas found himself back in his room. He abruptedly got up and looked around frantically but he didn't see anything unusual. He sighed and slumped back into position.


"Naminé, how is it going?" A man in red bandages asked. "Your task, I mean."

She didn't look up from her sketchbook but instead, she ran a finger over the sketch that she just completed. "His memories will be restored soon and also, to those around him but I think..."

The blonde-haired girl paused to think of the right words to say, her eyebrows scrunched up together.

"...I think his heart is reacting. He might awaken earlier than our predicted time or on the day itself but earlier but provided that they do not get in the way - if you catch my drift."


Roxas walked into the usual spot about fifteen minutes later than usual. Ignoring the many screams from Hayner, he walked over to his place and sat down on the crate. He sat there, deep in thought until Hayner smacked him on the head.

"Roxas! Were you listening?"

He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Sorry, I was thinking about some stuff. Anyways, what's up?"

Hayner glared at his best friend for a few seconds before letting out a sigh and repeated what he said before. "We were thinking of going to the beach today but we're broke. B-R-O-K-E, broke! Out of munny!" He exclaimed.

"So why don't we do some odd jobs?" Pence suggested. "There are some job applications around town, most of them involving delivery and advertising. We could do those jobs."

"Yeah," Olette agreed. "Let's go. We'll meet up at the Train Station after we've earned enough money."

And with that, the four parted, each going their separate ways. Hayner and Roxas decided to do delivery jobs in separate places and likewise with Pence and Olette but they went around pasting flyers instead.