Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, Final Fantasy, nor Fullmetal Alchemist

Author's Note: FMA characters are here too, but they will appear later. I wrote this to my friend demonturtle, who helped me out a lot and got me into KH. I couldn't do this without the help of demonturtle so I have to give her credit for helping me and making sure everything sounded right.


I hate moving even if it is just to the other side of the Destiny Islands. It means that I have to make new friends and go to a new school. Mom says there will be a lot more girls there than where we were. I don't know why, but when she told me I couldn't have cared less.

"Sora!" my mother called to me from outside as I roamed the empty house that once belonged to us.

I turned and looked at the house one more time before leaving out the front door. As I got into the car, my mom smiled over at me. I have to admit that I look a lot like her except for the hair. Though ours are the same color, her hair is straight and smooth while mine defies any law of gravity whatsoever. It's spiky and sticks up all over.

Anyways, Mom started the car and rolled out of the driveway for the last time. I sighed and sank in the passenger seat. I couldn't bear to look at Mom for now. She's the one who decided that we should move. What was it that she said? Oh yes, now I remember. 'Sora, I heard it's beautiful over there. Don't you ever just want to have a little change? It'll be good for you.'

I tried to argue with her, but no...parents think that your opinion doesn't count. You know it's true. It's just like that time I told Dad not to go fishing with his friends. What happened to him you ask? Well, a storm caught the boat and everyone on board drowned. Things have gone back to the way they pretty much were.

Mom turned on the radio and stopped on my favorite station. Green Day's "Holiday" was playing. I sighed and looked out the window without saying anything. Mom knew what I liked and would give into. Hopefully she didn't see me smile when I heard that song.

We drove for another 4 hours until we finally pulled up into an empty driveway. My mom looked tired as she opened her door. "Well, Sora, we're here. We even beat the moving truck."

Our new house was bigger than our old one. It was two stories and wider. I don't know why we need all of that room. We barely managed to fill up the moving truck.

Mom walked up to the porch and opened the front door with one of the two keys. I walked through the front door and into the house. I had to admit, it was nice looking, but I still liked our old house better.

I felt a breathtaking embrace from in front of me. "Oh, Sora, isn't this house just gorgeous?" she asked me.

I knew if I said no, she'd probably start to cry. She always wants to impress me and make me see that she can do Dad's work too. Though I offer help, she denies it and does everything herself.

"Yes, Mom. It's perfect," I replied in the best awed voice I could manage.

She let go of me and walked around the house. I could see her blue eyes that matched mine even from where I was standing. They were always optimistic and full of happiness. I admired that about her.

The doorbell rang and I opened the door. Standing there, was a tall man and a boy who I guess was his son. He looked me in the eyes with his green ones and I felt this irritating feeling inside of me. "Hello," was all I could think to say.

"Hello," the man said, "We're your next door neighbors. I'm Sephiroth and this is my son, Riku."

I nodded and said, "My name is Sora."

My mother walked up out of no where and said, "Who's there? Oh, why, hello. I'm Yuna, Sora's mother. Would you like to come in? Sorry there's no furniture. We're still waiting on the moving truck."

"It's fine," said Sephiroth, shaking my mother's hand.

I moved out of the way so Sephiroth and Riku could walk in. Our parents sat on the floor talking to each other while Riku and I stared at each other. He seemed like he wasn't really sure whether he wanted to be there or not. I guess if you met a kid with gravity-defying hair, you'd be a little uneasy too.

Riku never smiled at me while we stared at each other. The awkward silence was gnawing at my nerves. "So, Riku, what err...grade are you in?" Lame, I know, but I really didn't know what else to say.

"I'm a Sophomore this year. What about you?" he asked. Riku's green eyes penetrated through my skin and made something in my stomach do a back flip.

"I'm a Sophomore as well." What else was there to say? I didn't want to sound like a retard which I guess it didn't matter because I know I already did.

Riku actually smiled slightly, looking down. "I wonder if we will get any of the same classes. You seem like a pretty cool guy. You should fit in just fine here."

I smiled and rubbed the back of my head. "I guess."

I know. I know. I really need to come up with other things to say.

Sephiroth stood up and stretched just as the moving truck pulled in the driveway. Mom also got up and walked to the door. "Would you like Riku and me to help you with that?" Sephiroth asked, looking at my mom.

"No thank you. Sora and I got it." Mom smiled at him and opened the door to greet the movers.

"Nonsense! Riku, go help Ms. Yuna and Sora unpack," said Sephiroth walking towards the truck.

Riku and I got up and started grabbing boxes off the truck. It took, with the help of everyone, 3 hours to finish unloading.

Sephiroth invited my mom and me to eat dinner at their house. My mom accepted the invitation and we ate pizza. The only thing going through my mind was Riku and how his muscles stood out a lot when we were moving the boxes. Don't ask me why this filled my head. Every time he did something I watched him with intense eyes. The way he did things was incredible. I wish I was as smooth as he was.

After dinner, my mom and I left for our house to unpack a few things. For some reason, I couldn't get my mind off of Riku. Every time I thought about him, my stomach did flips and back flips.

I guess my uneasiness showed in my face because Mom asked if I was feeling alright. "Why don't you go to sleep, Sweetie?"

Sweetie...I hated when she called me that. Who wouldn't?

"Okay," I said. I couldn't argue with that. I was tired as hell and wanted to go to sleep.

Mom blew up an air mattress and put a blanket over it. "There you go," she said getting up and leaving the room to unpack some more.

As soon as I put my head on the pillow, darkness engulfed me and I fell asleep.