A/N: Hey, guys, it's me again. I know I haven't written anything in a while (understatement), but once again it seems that E350's Halloween Unspectacular contest has put me in the mood to write again. I consider myself very lucky to have won the first time, but I have no idea what might happen this year. I guess I'll have to find out.

Disclaimer: The only character I own in this chapter is Vernon Kingston, which isn't saying much.

Other: Hey, I've got an idea for a drinking game; take a shot every time this chapter makes a reference to either The Who or something Disney-related! ...On second thought, maybe that's not such a good idea; I don't want to get you guys wasted (it's not like any of you guys would get the Who references anyway).

Ocean

A young, spiky-haired brunette looked out over the ocean as he leaned against the railing of the ship. He sighed as he watched the waves roll while his mind started to wander. The trip to England with his friends was interesting for him, but some of the places they had visited...There was something about them that seemed so familiar, like he'd been there before, which didn't make any sense since the only place in England he'd ever been to before then was London. While he was still there, it didn't really bother him too much at the time since he was so focused on what he, Riku and Kairi were doing for most of the vacation, but now that he had some time to himself, he couldn't stop thinking about it.

At least, not until some young blond stumbled next to him and started clutching the railing like his life depended on it.

Sora looked over at the stranger. He looked young- barely in his twenties- and was breathing heavily. "Um...Are you okay?" he asked. He had to admit that it was a stupid question since he clearly wasn't alright, but maybe this would keep his mind off of his other thoughts for a while.

The young man hesitantly tried to stand upright and stop his legs from shaking while he steadied his breathing back to normal. He took out a handkerchief and wiped a bit of sweat off of his brow before he managed to answer with, "Not really."

"What's the matter? Never been out at sea before?"

"No," the blond admitted quietly.

"Oh. Sorry."

"Ah, it's alright. It's not like you knew."

Sora nodded slowly and started to turn his head back towards the ocean. Once again his mind started to wander back to his trip and all of the places he'd visited. It all seemed like some sort of old dream or flashback sequence from a movie, all of which played out in his mind as he continued to stare blankly at the water.

Is it me, for a moment?

"Sir? Are you alright?"

"Huh?" Sora's thoughts were once again interrupted by the stranger. He turned to face him again and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You...asked if it was you for a moment."

"Did I?" His eyes wandered towards the sea again, but this time he only focused on it for a few seconds before the stranger spoke again.

"It's Kingston, by the way."

"What?"

"My name," the blond clarified, "is Vernon Kingston. Sorry, I just felt a bit silly not introducing myself to you."

"Oh. I'm Sora."

"Sora...?"

"Just Sora," he told him. There was a small pause between the two of them before the one named Kingston spoke again.

"I don't mean to be rude, but is there a reason that you keep staring out there?"

Again, there was a pause. Sora wasn't sure whether or not he should try telling anyone about what was on his mind, let alone some stranger he barely knew, but these thoughts, or whatever someone would call them, had been bothering him so much that he felt that he had to at least try to tell someone about them.

"Well, I've been having these weird...I don't know if they're dreams or what."

Kingston shrugged. "Who honestly doesn't every now and then?"

"I know, but these just feel so...different. I mean, have you ever visited some place where you know you've never been before, and somehow you just...know stuff about that place that you shouldn't be able to know?"

Kingston slowly shook his head. "Why? Like what?"

"Well...First of all there was this one hotel that my friends and I stayed in, and I seemed to recognize a picture of one of the bellboys who worked there back in the seventies or something like that. I never told anybody this, but I could've sworn that I had met him once. Then when we went out and visited a few places and they mentioned a few riots that had happened there years ago, I could just imagine myself being there. Not like someone usually would, either; I felt like I was really part of it." Sora turned away again, facing the ocean. He couldn't bring himself to look away from it now as he continued to explain. "But...I think the thing that got me the most was when we visited those cliffs..."

"Cliffs?"

"Yeah. There was just something about being up at the top of those cliffs and staring down at the water below that...It made me think about jumping off." Sora looked over at Kingston, who now looked very frightened and concerned, and then he quickly added, "I mean, I'd never actually do it! What I meant was that while I was staring out there, I kept having these...these visions... I had visions about finding myself underwater while hearing these strange voices in my head. I've had dreams like that before, and those felt just as real as this, but this...this felt different."

"Do you know how it was different?"

"Well, I felt like it was happening to me, but at the same time, I felt like I was someone else; someone who was angry at everything in the world and just had enough of it all." Sora finally turned away from the ocean and faced Kingston. "Ever since then I couldn't stop thinking about what that could mean. Did all of that really happen to me before, or is it in my head?"

"I...I really don't know, sir," Kingston quietly answered.

Sora noticed that he still seemed stunned by this sudden revelation of a complete stranger, but he couldn't blame him for that. "Look, I'm really sorry that I told you about any of this. I mean, you don't even really know me."

"Well, it is awkward, I admit that, but I asked you about it, so I suppose that's sort of my own fault." He looked down at his wristwatch for a moment before he added, "Though I have to admit, you seemed to somewhat remind me of..."

"Of what?"

"Well, there's a bit of an old...I guess you could call it a legend...There was once this boy- I belive he was about your age- who ended up committing suicide, or rather tried to."

Sora's eyes widened. "What do you mean 'tried'? Did he live?"

Kingston shook his head. "That's just it; nobody seems to really know what happened to him. What happened after that seems to vary from person to person; some say he lived and went on to live a different life from the one he had before, others say he died and the body was lost at sea, and then there are others involving creatures like mermaids, sirens, selkies, witches, aliens, some sort of fish people, I think I've even heard one person mention a sea-dwelling dragon...All the stories seem to have one thing in common, though; he was never heard from again afterwards."

"Really?" Sora asked, now starting to feel even less comfortable, as if that were possible. "So...do you think that might have anything to do with what's happening to me?"

"It might. I mean, who knows? Stranger things have happened." He paused and glanced at his watch again. "Well, I'm terribly sorry that I wasted your time and made you so uncomfortable, so I think I'd better leave before I make things worse."

"Wait a minute. I know that I've already told you more than you wanted to know, but before you go, can I ask you something else?"

"I...suppose so."

"What are the odds of the two of us meeting again somewhere else once we're off this ship?"

Kingston paused and seemed to think it over for a few seconds before he shrugged. "It seems rather unlikely, unless you just so happen to be headed towards Passamaquoddy."

"Passama-what?"

"It's a very small American town," he explained. "It has some sort of a local legend concerning its lighthouse and a dragon."

"I've never heard of it before, so I guess that answers that."

"I guess so...but like I said, stranger things have happened, so maybe we will."

"Yeah, maybe." Sora's thoughts were beginning to drift away again, but before he could let that happen, he gave a small nod to Kingston and said, "Well, thanks for listening, I guess."

"Um...You're welcome. It was...interesting," he admitted.

Sora watched the blond walk away for a while before he started staring back at the ocean like before. He could hardly believe that he had just randomly confessed some of his more troublesome thoughts to a complete stranger. Granted, he was used to giving certain information to others that he may or may not have known long, but that involved times of trouble for multiple people, not just himself. He did seem to shake him up a bit with what he said, but he did seem to take it alright. What if he hadn't taken it as well as he did, though? What would that mean for him?

"Sora!"

Sora whirled around just in time to see Kairi run up to him and wrap her arms around him while Riku casually walked up to them.

"Hey, you haven't been avoiding us on purpose, have you?" Riku joked.

"No way," he chuckled.

Kairi gently released her grasp on him and tilted her head slightly to look past him for a moment. "So, who was that guy we saw you talking to?" she asked.

"Oh, him? Uh, I don't know, actually. I mean, I do know his name is Vernon Kingston, but that's about it."

"Really? Then what were you guys talking about?"

"Well...I'll tell you guys later. Don't worry too much about it; I kinda doubt I'll be seeing him again anyway."

Little did either one of them know that many years later they would meet again, only under very different circumstances; by then, Vernon would be a psychologist, and Sora would be one of his patients.

A/N: ...I would say that Namine screwed up big time while handling Sora's memories, but I don't think she's responsible for whatever happened here.
Yeah, I guess I should've warned you all that this isn't a good chapter. I guess I also should've warned you that this was gonna be a bit darker than my entries for the first year's contest (or most anything I've written, actually). Uh, oops? Then again, I did rate it T for a reason...
I have no idea if the rest of the oneshots will be like this (I hope not), so, again, we'll have to wait and see.

And before you go saying "but this isn't a crossover":
1: It will be soon enough.
2: Technically this chapter could count a crossover of sorts; it just involves Kingdom Hearts and a fairly obscure concept album/rock opera (granted I probably twisted the events of what happened at the end of the latter).