Music gives great inspiration. That's all I have to say.

Summary: A boy with a normal boring life which can be best described as uneventful. A girl sharp as a knife with no solid history. Things take a strange turn when these two cross paths.

"All my life and the hereafter, I've never seen someone like you. You're a knife, sharp and deadly. And it's me that you cut into." –Ne-Yo

An endless blanket of stars flew over me as I ran. My legs burned with fatigue, my lungs gasped for air, and my hair and clothes clung to my body with sweat. I was on fire but freezing at the same time. I felt as though I was going to overload at any moment and promptly pass out. But I kept on going, despite my body's protests. My mind was numb, too numb to think let alone control my legs. My body was doing everything on its own. It was like my instincts had completely taken over and left no room for anything else.

After what seemed like eons, my legs stopped. I slumped onto the ground, exhausted beyond all belief. I was so tired…it seemed like such a nice idea to take a nap in the nice, soft meadow below me… Even in my barely conscious state, the words of my private trainer rang in my head.

"Always stretch after you run. Suddenly stopping your movement is very bad for your body."

I let out a chuckle as I stretched slowly and lazily. I knew that if I didn't I'd be feeling so sore tomorrow. I lay on my back and stared at the stars for what seemed about a minute before I was off in Dream World with no one but the sweet muse of dreams to interfere with my beloved sleep.

It was a boring day as usual. The most entertaining thing was the fact that Prompto had gotten into a large argument with our English professor about the meaning of a poem. I was currently on my way home. For some reason we lived slightly out of town, near the forest. By we, I of course meant me and a few friends.

I hadn't been living with my parents since I was thirteen. Now it was just me, Fang, Vanille, and Snow. It was a nice, peaceful life. But it could also be extremely boring. Most of the entertainment came from Fang beating the shit out of Snow or Vanille begging Fang to buy her a new stuffed animal. Amusing as it was, it just wasn't enough to keep me occupied.

Even the meadow surrounding our house was boring. It was beautiful, with lush green grass and vibrantly colored flowers, but nothing ever happened there. The occasional coyote passed by, or a rabbit hopped through, but that was about it.

I arrived at our small house and dug my keys out from inside my pocket. All I saw when I unlocked the door and stepped inside was a flash of red, followed quickly by the feeling of someone's arms being wrapped around me.

"Hiya Noct!" Vanille chirped happily.

I chuckled and wrapped an arm around the vibrant girl. "Hi Vanille."

"Vanille, do you really need to do that every single day?" Fang asked.

She merely nodded and grinned brightly. The girl seriously loved me. I was like the big brother she never had, as she liked to put it. I never saw myself as an older sibling, but I suppose I could be.

"Hey Noct," Snow greeted with a grin and a wave. "How was school today?"

"Fine," I responded with a little shrug. "Pretty boring."

"You think everything's boring," Vanille argued.

I rolled my eyes and plopped down on the couch. "Whatever."

"I wouldn't get comfortable just yet," Fang announced in her motherly tone. "You're on water duty today."

We all knew what water duty was. Vanille decided that since we lived in a meadow near a forest, we should take good care of nature. So, every other day, one of us would go and water all the flowers and trees within five hundred square feet of the house. Vanille really enjoyed it, so we did it to make her happy. None of us wanted to see the bubbly redhead sad.

I sighed and stood back up, grabbing the two watering cans from next to the door. I trudged into the kitchen and filled them all the way up with the tap water. Vanille skipped into the kitchen and took one from me.

"I'll come with you," she said with a smile.

"Oh, thanks."

We headed outside, each of us holding a can. I started watering a small patch of wild roses. I could hear Vanille humming as she worked. The work went by pretty quickly since I had her to talk to. By the time an hour and a half had passed, we were almost done. I was just finishing up my last patch of flowers when I heard a scream, followed by the sound of a punch. I dropped my watering can and ran toward the sound.

I saw Vanille running toward me, fear apparent in her eyes. She gripped my arm tightly, nearly yanking it off as she pulled me in the direction she came from.

"Noctis!" she yelled. "There's someone over there!"

Well, there you have it. Let me know if I should continue.

Oh! I love to make references with my chapter titles, so try to guess them! Some are obvious, while others are much harder to figure out. If you're interested, then please do try. I found it can be quite fun.

Thanks for reading!