A/N: Kind of a 'what if' story. I'm not sure how I came up with this idea, but one day it just kind of popped into my head and I had to put it on paper. This is NOT a one-shot, I am planning to make chapters. Hence the reason this story ends as it does. Enjoy!

~KHC~

Three sharp knocks on Lierah's front door made her jump up in fear. Over the past eight years there had been more than enough police visits. "I don't know!" Lierah yelled through the closed door. "Lea is gone!"

Silence. Hard, long, acid, silence. "He's gone."

Another knock, this time softer. "Come on, let me in," the voice was soft, alluring. A voice Lierah hadn't heard for many years, and never expected to hear again. She opened the door ajar. She peeked out, her bright bluish-green eye spotting another eye of the same hue. Slowly, almost cautiously, she opened the large mahogany door, to reveal a tall, skinny figure, with piercing red hair that spiked in all directions. His crooked smile was one Lierah knew only too well.

A small, choked scream came from her throat. "L-Lea!" her legs, or so it felt like, turned to jell-o. So instead of approaching him, she stood her ground like an idiot. Eventually, her legs found their strength and she advanced toward her older brother. She was wondering if she was asleep, and if this might be the trick of the mind? "You-You're alive!" she lifted her arms to wrap around his skinny frame. "You're alive." Suddenly, her eyes narrowed and she pulled away from Lea as if he were a dangerous animal. "How dare you didn't tell me earlier?!"

Lea laughed, and kissed the top of Lierah's head. "I missed you too, Lie."

"You will never know what I've been through, Lierah!" Lea yelled, setting his untouched cup of steaming liquid down forcefully.

"Why can't you just tell me, Lea? I'm here to help! Or, don't you trust your own sister anymore?" Lierah retorted, tears brimming up to her eyelashes. "Lea. Just tell me."

Lea looked away. His narrowed eyes portrayed a look of contempt. "You just don't seem to understand it, Lea, but I want to help." Lierah whispered.

More silence. More quiet, resentful, biting, silence. "What happened back there is out of both your and my control." Lea answered finally. "If you want the short story, though, here it is: I wasn't kidnapped. I was taken by evil monsters of darkness, whom consume hearts."—Lierah's hand flew to her mouth—"Don't worry, Lierah, I didn't die—and I was taken to a secret Organization called Organization XIII. It's probably disbanded by now, I guess. But that's besides the point. Anyway, they changed my name to Axel. Isa was there too, except his name was Saïx. During the time I was with Organization XIII, I made a friend, Roxas… but… he left." Lea's gaze lowered but he never stopped talking. "I was lonely. After Roxas left, we were ambushed. I gave my life for a boy, who looked just like him. Just like Roxas.. I didn't understand, at the time, that I had given my life until I felt myself sinking lower and lower, into the darkness."

"How are you back then?" Lierah asked, once Lea had finished.

"I found light in the darkest place, which allowed me to find an exit from the Realm of Darkness." He answered.

Lierah got up solemnly, but an excited smile soon crossed her face. "Just remembered—Oh, you wouldn't believe—She'll be so excited!" Lierah said in a flurry of words

"Who?" Lea asked, laughing a little.

"Oni! Oh, she'll be so excited to see you! She's missed you so much!"

"Ha, oh, her." Lea joked. Oni was his girlfriend. And, as Lea remembered her, she looked almost like… Roxas.

I hope you liked it! More chapters coming soon! (Hopefully!)

~KHC~