Well, here's my story. My first fanfic, and it happens to be Seiner XP

Well, I pray you like it.

I don't own Kingdom Hearts or Thumbelina...sadly.

Fairy Tale Come True

Welcome, I'm Namine.

Let me tell you of a story. But not just any dumb story. I love this particular story. It's so romantic; a passionate, beautiful love story.

And it all started with a blonde boy and a flower.

Once upon a time, there was a lonely boy who had blonde, spiky hair and bright, blue eyes. This boy's name was Roxas. He was a lovely boy of sixteen, who wished dearly for a best friend.

So, one day, he decided to go to a good witch and begged her for a friend to call his own. The witch smiled and took pity on the boy. She could see he was pure of heart, and she said,

"I will give you this seed and you must plant it in a flower pot. Then, see what happens."

Roxas thanked her, took the seed, and then ran home to do just that. He got a lovely flower pot, and then planted the seed with care, vowing to take care of it.

Day went by, and, ever so slowly, it began to grow. Roxas watched its progress each day, waiting for something to happen. And then, it finally bloomed.

Roxas watched in awe as a lovely rose, nearly in blossom, glowed in the flower pot. He smiled, and the flower seemed to light up even more at the warmth in his eyes.

"Well, aren't you pretty?" he said, then leaned down and brushed his lips against the soft petals.

The flower began to shine brightly, then started to carefully open, one flower petal at a time. Roxas bit his lip in anticipation, and then gasped when the rose finally revealed its hidden treasure: a little boy, no bigger than his thumb.

"Whoa…" Roxas whispered, gaping.

The sleeping boy was curled up inside the flower, peacefully laying there, slightly snoring. He seemed so defenseless, so cute.

Roxas was about to wake the little thing, but stopped to admire his new friend. The boy had dirty blonde hair that stuck up oddly, yet it seemed to fit him in a way. He was quite adorable, though, with lean limbs and a tanned complexion.

Suddenly, the boy stirred, and gave a loud yawn before sitting up and stretching his arms above his head. Roxas grinned as the boy yawned, thinking how similar their laziness was. He stared down in amazement when chocolate brown eyes looked right back at him, eyeing him coolly. He said the first thing that came to his mind.

"Hi."

"Hey." the boy replied.

"I'm Roxas." He moved closer to the flower, smiling. "What can I call you?"

"Hayner." the boy said after a moment. "Call me Hayner."

The boy smiled, and then held out his hand for his new best friend to walk on. Hayner, on shaky legs, walked onto his palm. The two studied each other closely, and then seemed to accept one another with a smile.

"So…now what?" Hayner asked, leaning his shoulder against Roxas's thumb.

"I don't know." Roxas laughed.

Hayner grinned, and then nudged the blonde's thumb in a friendly manner.

"How about some clothes, Rox' ?"

Looking down, Roxas snorted at the nakedness of the little boy, and then nodded.

"Sure. We can start there."

Time passed, seasons went by, and the two became fast friends. Hayner found he liked wearing camouflage, and thought it complimented him nicely. Roxas found that his friend was fun, weird, and stubborn. Yet, with Hayner around, he was happy, less lonely.

But, of course, there were moments that Hayner found that he hated being no bigger than his best friend's thumb. He could fall in the smallest crack, become lost in Roxas's garden, fall into food without being noticed. Many times, the two had trouble with trying to adjust the house to be safe for Hayner. But they tried to manage.

Now, Roxas lived in the Dark Woods, in a lovely place the people of Twilight Town – which happened to be the only town closest to their home – dubbed 'The Haunted Mansion'. The spiky blonde was an outcast, a loner, who was afraid to step into the town. But, even though he was afraid, he was still strong and fiery, and he loved his home that he shared with his best friend.

Hayner's bedroom was upstairs, as was Roxas', and the little boy had a large room with a table in the center. On this table lay an assortment of dollhouse items, for Hayner could fit into nothing else. They were arranged on the table in a way Hayner liked, and Roxas was glad to give it to him.

The two were happy. But, there was something that Roxas didn't know about his dear friend. Something that Hayner had kept a secret from him all this time. And, it turns out, that would be the beginning of something bigger than anyone imagined.

Um...was that okay? I'm really proud of this story, since I already have most of it written down in a notebook.

Reviews? Comments? SOMETHING!

Thanks. :)