Note: Ah, look in the bottom.

Spoiler: The whole prologue! You can pretty much tell what's going to happen.

Disclaimer: Dear Square-Enix. I know you're probably never going to stumble upon this page, but if there is that .000000001 percent that you guys did, WHY THE HECK DID YOU MAKE KH-COM?! I can't help but hate Naminé because of that stupid game. And ho-hum? What's this I hear about making it come out for PS2 in English version? How about working on something NEW-- something along the lines of BIRTH BY SLEEP or FINAL FANTASY VERSUS XIII ?! (Omggg Storm is so hott.)

Prologue- I love you and I miss you

My childhood wasn't like any other- I didn't grow up with Barbie dolls or knowing Barney was purple. I grew up with copec markers and expensive sketch pads that were filled with drawings of...who knows what?

I was in a public school for five years growing up as a freak. Yes, I was the nerdy blonde girl who spent her lunch period perfecting a painting or sketch. My only friend was my twin sister, Kairi, who I barely got to see or talk to since she was always with the "in" crowd. In fifth grade, however, when I finally had art for an elective, my life swirled around. My art teacher was so impressed with my perfect shading, balance in color, and right use of view point perspective, she immediately notified my mom who moved me to a elite art school. There, I met friends that were just as talented and fitting as I was. Kairi moved to the elite art school too; for her amazing acting skills. Actually, "amazing" would be a understatement. She was so talented in acting that she always got out of trouble; even when it was so bluntly obvious she was the one who had done it! Like that time in sixth grade when it was our birthday party-

"Happy--" my mother started, before looking at the cake with serious eyes. "Okay, which one of you guys did this?" she asked with a serious tone of voice.

"Not me!" Kairi immediately said, looking at the strawberry/vanilla ice cream cake that had a chunk missing. Her side of the cake was strawberry; mine's vanilla. The strawberry side was missing a piece, little fingerprints have been engraved inside of the cake. It was evidence of the crime one of us have committed.

Our mother's eyes went from Kairi's face to mine.

"Was it you Naminé?"

I blushed; something I did when I was nervous or excited. "No mother..." I hoarsely whispered. "I...I don't even like strawberry!"

Mom nodded her head, not sure who to believe. "Kairi, your side of the cake is strawberry-- you can't possibly make me think it's Naminé. Just tell me the truth, I won't get mad."

Kairi shook her head and then started to cry. "Mom! It really wasn't me! I can't believe you would think I will do something so...immature!" She broke down into another fit of tears, dropping down on her knees to add for emphasis. I rolled my eyes. Ms. Drama Queen, at work again. But of course, mom being the gullible person she was, believed in Kairi and scolded me instead. My mom always took Kairi's side; I didn't really mind.

It was obvious she liked Kairi better-- 1. Kairi looked a lot like her, with the red hair and blue eyes while I looked a lot like...no one really. Nobody really did know where the heck my blonde hair came from. In fact, it was my blonde hair that raised my now-dead father's suspicions about my mother cheating on him. After all, he had raven black hair. 2. Kairi had a boyfriend that my mother absolutely ADORED. When I mean adored, I mean she liked him more than me. I'm not kidding. My mother would always look at me say "Why can't you get a social life like your twin? Where is YOUR cute boyfriend who thanks me everyday for giving birth to you? Why can't you be more like Kairi?" 3. Kairi gave didn't give my mother a hard time when she was in labor. It was just whoop! And she was out. While me-- it took my mother an hour to get me out, and with C-Section. I was a premature baby, which meant that my hospital bill was going to be no joke either. Kairi was just an hour and five minutes older than me, but she made it seem like it was three years. She never, ever let me forget that I was the younger one.

I kind of wished sometimes that I WAS Kairi, just because her life seemed so perfect. She was smart, talented, beautiful, and loved. I even considered dying my hair black, like my daddy, and often drew self-portraits of myself with black hair. Kairi barged in my room one day without knocking, saw the picture, and started to laugh.

"Naminé!" Kairi laughed. "Don't change your hair color- I love that it's blonde! It makes you unique. Besides, black hair looks atrocious on you!"

Ever since then, I gave up on being that girl with sexy short dark hair with pale skin and green eyes. I would just have to be plain old Naminé for the rest of my life.

But yeah, enough of my depressing love-deprived life. This is just the mask of my life, using words instead of broken tiles to create an image of my past and framework for my future. After all, in about five years everything would change and I...I would get love so deep, so compassionate, and so fulfilling it would make up for all those years I missed being loved. It would make up for my solitude life, it would make up for everything...and more.

His name was Roxas; he was the one I loved so much and dear. He was the one who sacrificed his everything for me. He was the one who taught me love, true feelings, hope, and to never give up.

He was the reason I was still able to draw with perfect vision.

I love you, and I miss you.

You will read this story, and you will cry. You will read this story, and you will feel a bubbly warm feeling grow in your heart. You will read this story, and never forget it. You will read this story and learn the true meaning of love. You will read this story and find what sacrifice really is. You will read this story and you will be changed forever.

Author's Note: I don't know why, but I really really liked writing this. I hope you guys enjoyed reading it!

Wow, I'm writing in Naminé's point of view…so strange. I have so much stories with different perspectives now- Kairi's (My Happy Ending), Sora's (A Broken Smile), Olette's(200 pounds of beauty), and now Naminé's! Haha, such a weird experience. But whatever.

Please review! I'll write faster if you do! This is just a prologue, so I'm sorry if it was too short. Next chapter will be pretty long.