A/N: Please, please, PLEASE read this! This chapter is STRONGLY based on the song 'That Power' by Childish Gambino. (He's a rapper.) So much so, that this will definitely have more than just one chapter to make up for it. I plan on the next chapter being Namine's P.O.V. of what happened. The actual plot isn't continued in it, so it's not completely necessary, but I like Namine. Plus, if you read chapter two and don't skip to three after this one, there will be information in there that you may want to know for the chapters later on. C:

Also, I don't own Kingdom Hearts or any of its characters. I simply enjoy everything about them.

Anyway, let's get on with it!


Camp

(Chapter 1: Lesson Learned)

Roxas' P.O.V.

Summer camp had come and gone within a few weeks. This is on the bus ride back. I'm thirteen and so are you. I'll be fourteen in about a week, but your birthday isn't until Winter. Before I left for camp, I imagined it would be me and three or four other dudes that I hadn't met yet, running around all summer, getting into trouble. It turned out it would be me and just one girl. That's you.

We're still at camp as long as we're on the bus and not at the pickup point, where our parents would be waiting for us. Or that's what our camp leader said while we were boarding the bus. We're still wearing our bright orange camp t-shirts. Neither of us could say it was our favorite color, but we had to wear them. Another camp rule. So there we were, wearing those awful shirts and still smelling like we rolled around in pine needles.

During camp, I realized that I like you. Actually, I more-than-like you, but I don't know if you do or don't more-than-like me. You've never said, so I haven't been saying anything about it. I was just content to enjoy that a girl chose to talk to me, and kept choosing to do so again the next day and so on. You're a girl who's smart and funny and who, if I say something dumb for a laugh, is willing to say something two or three times as dumb to make me laugh, but who also gets weird and wise, sometimes, in a way I could never be. A girl who reads books that no one's assigned to her, whose straight blonde hair has a line running through it from where she put a tie to hold it up while it was still wet.

Back in the real world, we don't go to the same school. And unless one of our families moves to a dramatically different area, we won't go to the same high school. So, this is kind of it for us unless I say something. But it might especially be it for us if I actually do say something.

By the time I got the courage to say anything, the sun's gone down and the bus is quiet. I look around and see that a lot of kids are asleep. We had talking in whispers about a tree we saw at a rest stop that looks like a kid we meet at camp. And then I'm like, "Can I tell you something?"

All of a sudden I'm telling you. And I keep telling you. It all comes out of me and it keeps coming. Your face is there and gone, and there and gone, as we pass underneath the yellow-orange lamps that line the sides of the highway, but there's no expression on it. And I think, after a certain point, I'm just talking to lengthen the time where we live in a world where you haven't said "yes" or "no" yet. And, regrettably, I end up using the word "destiny." I don't remember in what context. It doesn't really matter because I've already said it. Before long I'm out of stuff to say and you just smile and say, "okay." I don't know exactly what you mean by it, but it seems vaguely positive. I would leave in order not to spoil the moment, but there's nowhere else to go because we're still on the bus. So I pretend like I'm asleep and before long, I really am.

I wake up, and the bus isn't moving anymore. The domed lights that line the center aisle are all on. I turn, but you're not there. Then again, a lot of kids aren't in their seats anymore. We're parked at the pick-up point, which is in the parking lot of a tall clock tower. The bus is half empty. You might be in your dad's car by now, your bags probably piled high in the trunk. The girls in the back of the bus are shrieking and laughing and taking their sweet time disembarking. I swing my legs out into the aisle to get up off the bus, just as one of them reaches my row. It used to be our row, on our way off. It's Kairi, a girl who got suspended from third grade for a week after throwing rocks at my head. She changed schools after that. Adolescence is doing her a ton of favors body-wise. Every bit of her seems to fit perfectly in place, like a Disney princess or a porcelain doll. She stops and looks down at me. And her head is blasted from behind by the dome light, so I can't really see her face, but I can see her smile. And she says one word: "destiny." Her and the girls clogging the aisles behind her all laugh then she turns to leads them off the bus. I didn't even know you were friends with them.

I find my dad in the parking lot. He drives me back to our house and camp is over. So is summer, even though there's two weeks until school starts. This isn't a story about how girls are evil or how love is bad. This is a story about how I learned something. I'm not saying this thing is true or not, I'm just saying it's what I learned. I told you something. It was just for you, but you told everybody. So I learned cut out the middle man, make it all for everybody, always. Nobody can turn around and tell everybody else. They already know because I told them. Is it sad? Sure. But it's a sadness I chose. I wish I could say this was a story about how I got on the bus a boy and got off a man more cynical, hardened, mature, and shit. But that's not true. The truth is that I got on the bus a boy and I never got off the bus. I still haven't.


Okay, that's it for now.

Once again, I plan on adding a lot more to this later to make up for the fact that this first chapter is a whole lot like the song. It may be a two-shot, or maybe more. It all depends on how the story develops in my head.

P.S. Now that I'm going back to edit grammar mistakes and stuff, all I have to say is... BAHAHAHAHA! I can't believe that at one point I thought this was only going to have a couple chapters. Pffffttt! You guys have no idea how hilarious this is to me~ Especially since it's my first fanfiction.