She was finishing up her drawing of "Dance". It showed a man in a dragon attire dancing with a woman in a phoenix robe for a ceremony. She scribbled "July 26" in the back for the completion date. Then she frowned at the beginning date. April 8. She knew she had put it aside, but didn't know it was for four months. She got sucked into other sketches and completely forgot about this one. As she mentally scolded herself, a boy came behind her, then...

"Namine," he whispered. A chill ran down her back.

"BWAAAAAAAAAAAA!" He yelled out near her ear. Namine shrieked, dropping her sketch pad.

"Sora! You were gonna ruin my drawing!" Namine protested as she slapped his arm playfully.

"But you weren't drawing, you were mumbling to yourself," Sora whined. He then gave a sapphire-eyed puppy look to say sorry. Namine just smiled and nodded.

"Sora, you know Namine. If she's immersed in her work, you shouldn't interrupt her. Especially when she's talking to herself like a loop," Riku joined with a smirk.

"Hey! That is so mean Riku!" Namine playfully glared as she picked up her sketch pad.

"Riku, don't insult Namine, she's my best friend, or Sora, he's my boyfriend!" Kairi shouted as she walked over to the three.

They were all under a cherry blossom tree, their hangout spot a guardian overlooking the fences. It's the first day of their last year, and the bell was going to ring in 20 mins. Together, they looked nostalgically at their school, Promise High. It was college next and they would have to leave their friendly, busy Twilight Town.

"Hey girl, watcha drawing now?" Kairi asked as she sat down in the grass.

"You and Sora. Do you mind me using you two? " Namine answered absentmindedly.

"Woah! Really?" Sora suddenly bursted out and grabbed the sketch book.

"It's really good, we don't mind at all." Sora's gaping in the results.

"Actually, thanks for using us," Kairi assured as she peered at the drawing over Sora's shoulder. She looked pleased about the depiction.

"Cool, I look like a prince, awesome!" Sora said. He was self-absorbed.

"Must've been hard. She has to get inspiration somewhere else because you're not much of a prince, dude. But me on the other hand..." Riku struck a pose and flexed a muscle.

"Well, Riku, the inspiration..." Namine trailed off as she saw a group come through the gates.

Maybe not a group, but something else. A host of aristocrats. Or a family of royals. They were so poised, elegant, regal. There was five of them.

In the back was three. The only girl, or young woman, was Larxene. Mixed jade-green eyes, goddess form, she carried herself witha striking yet fenced confidence. At first, you would think ice-queen, but when she gives you a look, it's lightning queen. You can't argue with her static stare. Her hair was bright yellow blonde, having her bangs out of her face and arching butterfly-like backwards.

In the middle of the back was Zexion. His hair was a silvery-nightsky blue color. His eyes were steel, the right covered by a cascade of his bangs. He was intelligent enough to skip highschool all together but had decided to stay in his grade. He looked a bit irritated as the 12th grade girls had stopped him to ask to see his other eye. He shook his head but the girls walked away giggling. Then they continued going to the school entrance. He seemed to be talking to both Larxene and Demyx.

Demyx looked like he was the most easy going. He had an easy, flowing smile as he chatted happily. He had a tall messy mullet, and as messy as it is, it looked perfectly natural. A singer that could have been a "joking-bubbly-cute guy" type, he was plenty serious. He had intimidating skills to play any instruments and was the school's musically gifted. At the moment, he had a sitar slung over his shoulder slightly crumpling his uniform.

The front two was more quiet. One was a head taller than the other and had a mane of flaming red hair spiking down towards his back. Axel was known for always choosing volatile experiments in lab repping him as 'Pyro', his friends calling him 'Pyromaniac'. Mystifying black marks hang under his emerald stare.

The last and leader-like member was the "Prince", Roxas. He had naturally side-swept golden hair and glowing cerulean eyes. He seems so harsh, distant, and enigmatic. He was great at the weapons practice class. He evenly matched Sora. Before he enrolled, Sora was the champion at the tournaments beating all, even older competitors. Both seemed to love the Blades segment the most.

They seemed approachable enough but they mostly stayed together. The first four had been in Twilight Town from kindergarden days but Roxas had just arrived shortly.

As they walked by the tree, Sora waved out, saying "Hey, good match during summer finals, Roxas!"

Roxas nods and walked over.

"Yes, it was a good challenge, but still a draw." Roxas replied. He looked down at Namine with her sketch book. "That's quality work there, Namine." he complimented, offering a dignified smile. Some girls walking by shrieked, pointing and blushing. Namine blushed herself. She didn't encounter Roxas often, yet she felt like she knew him before. This only made her more shy.

"Thank you." she said.

"Roxas, we have to go! " Axel yelled out and called him over.
"I have to leave. I'll see all of you later." Roxas said, then walked away.

"Girl, Prince just talked to you! Maybe he likes you!" Kairi smirked. Riku looked amused at the scenario.

"D-don't be ridiculous Kai. I'm the last girl he would like." Namine covered her face with paper. Kairi saw her blush some more.

Namine sighed as she watched her Prince, her inspiration, walk inside until she got up herself when the bell rang.