A/N: So, as I was getting dressed this morning, inspiration hit! I couldn't help but write this! But, ahem, I'm getting ahead of myself. This is a new story! ^3^

As I said before, inspiration hit, and since I had some time before I had to do anything today, I decided to crank this bad boy through the works. I'll be the first to admit that the characters act strange in the beginning, but it is for reasons that will be explained later. I feel like the ending of this is a little rushed, but I like it nonetheless. I think when I have some extra time, I'll go back and edit this. For now, it'll be as it is.

Sure, this is a little different than what I wrote before, but I hope you don't hate it too much!

Cookies for the reviewers! ^-^

Chapter 1: Enter

It had been quite a long time since Sora had woken up in the middle of the night. When he was younger, he would have horrible nightmares, including someone breaking into his house in the middle of the night. After two years, Sora had broken himself of his habit, telling himself every night, "I am okay. No one will hurt me." When Sora had his nightmares, he was terrified to fall asleep, and would always go into his older brother's room for comfort. Sora tells himself every night that his home is safe and nothing will happen, but that one little doubt remains in his mind: what if it does?

"Night Leon!" Sora calls down to his brother, who is currently in the living room, watching the nightly news. Every night, Sora and Leon watch the Twilight Town 10pm News. Try saying that five times fast, huh?

It gave Sora a reassurance that he was safe. There was hardly any news that scared him. Only the occasional robbery had him on his guard. The robbers only hit the slums of Twilight Town though. Sora was always concerned about his cousin, Roxas, when things like that happened. Roxas and his friends Hayner, Pence, and Olette lived close to the slums, and could easily be hit in one of these robberies.

That wasn't Sora's concern tonight though. Sora's concern tonight was the mound of homework he had to do by tomorrow that just wasn't going to get done. Leon never let Sora go to bed any later than midnight, so Sora had lied to him, telling him that he was going to bed, when he was just going to do his homework under the covers of his bed. Leon never suspected anything when Sora occasionally pulled these stunts.

"Goodnight, Sora. Don't forget to lock your window." Leon's voice boomed throughout the house. Sora never forgot to lock his window, but Leon always reminded him before bed. It was one more precautionary measure to prevent Sora's dreams.

Sora rushes up the stairs, like every night, and enters his light blue room. He has a large bed, with dark blue covers, the wall to the right of Sora's bed has a large mahogany desk with a window right above it, the wall to the left of Sora's bed has a large closet to hold all of Sora's outfits (Don't judge!), and the wall that the door is on has ocean wallpaper on it. Sora drags his backpack over to his bed, and unzips it. Sora turns his lamp on next to his bed so that after he turns the main light on he can navigate back to his bed. Not that he ever does. Sora usually does a flying-leap to his bed, just in case something is under his bed.

Sora shuts off his main light, and quickly runs and jumps onto his bed. He flips his body over, after doing his usual belly-flop onto the bed, and pushes his back up against the headboard. Sora leans over and drags his backpack onto his bed. He pulls out his geometry homework first, along with his trusty mechanical pencil. His mechanical pencil had Mickey Mouse designs on it, and a Mickey Mouse eraser on top. Sora uses his binder to lean on, as he sits cross-legged on his bed.

Sora leans an elbow on his knee, and taps his pencil on his leg. Normally, he'd tap his pencil on his paper, but he didn't want Leon to hear. Sora begins to work out the first problem – solving a triangle proof. Sora had nearly gotten everything he needed when his window to his room flew open. Sora's head immediately flew to the right, frozen in fear as he watched two hands surface on his windowsill.

Sora, paralyzed by fear, dropped his pencil. As the two hands gained purchase, and began to pull up a body, Sora felt a scream building in his throat. Suddenly- an idea came to Sora. This was just a dream, so he'd calm himself down, right?

Sora pushed down his urge to scream. It's been a while since he had a nightmare, and he was prepared. I'm fifteen. Nightmares don't scare me. Sora tells himself. Sora tries to will away the apparition, but to no avail. A head peeks over the windowsill and looks shocked for a moment. The person's long silver hair blew in the breeze from outside.

Sora was no longer frozen by fear, but shock. This wasn't a dream. He had forgotten to lock his window. This was real. Sora grasped his covers tightly, a cold sweat breaking out over his body as the mysterious person climbed into Sora's room, and onto his desk. The man- Sora decided based off of his masculine body figure, and boy would that be embarrassing if he was wrong- presses a single finger up to his lips as he climbs down off of Sora's desk.

Sora's eyes widened as the man approached him. The man pulls out a knife, and stands at the end of his bed.

"You don't have a phone on you, do you? If you do, give it up now." The man threatens, his silky, deep voice enticing Sora to do as he said. Sora pulls his phone out of his right pocket, and hands it over to the man. The man grabs the cellphone and shoves it into his own pocket. Sora feels the urge to speak, and is unable to quell it, although all that comes out is a squeak of helplessness.

"What was that?" The man asks, his teal eyes boring into Sora's.

"Wh-what are you g-going to do to m-me?" Sora stammers, squeaking quietly. He knows that his only hope is to alert Leon, who is probably asleep on the couch by now.

"Nothing really. This is just my momentary refuge." The man explains, sheathing his knife and taking a seat on Sora's bed. The man seems fairly relaxed, and he looks over to Sora's homework. "Geometry, huh? Need some help-?" The man's gaze flickers up to the top of Sora's homework sheet. "Sora?" He adds, finishing his question. Sora, afraid that he'd pull the knife out again, nods. The man turns the paper away from Sora, examining the problem on the sheet.

"Oh, this? This is easy. So, you need one more angle to have the angle-side-angle theorem, right?" The man asks, and Sora nods again. "Okay, good. So you see that the two triangles you are proving overlap here," The man points at an intersection of the two triangles. Sora nods in understanding. "Okay, the angles on both sides are called vertical angles. Vertical angles are always congruent. There's your angle." The man brushes his long bangs out of his face. "Hmm." The man starts, examining his bangs. "I could use a haircut. You have scissors in here?" His hair is so long that it reaches down to his mid back. Sora nods, and points to his drawer, where he keeps scissors, just in case. "Perfect. Hey Sora, you wouldn't mind cutting the back, would you?" Sora cringes at how the man uses his name so casually, as if they were friends. Sora gets up off of his bed, and watches the way his shadow plays across the room. He grabs the scissors, briefly considering holding the man hostage with them, until he remembered that the man probably had a larger arsenal on him.

"H-how short?" Sora asks, nervously. The man chuckles lightly. Sora is afraid that he is going to turn around and stab him, so he takes a nervous step back.

"Wow, still nervous, huh? Let me tell you something, Sora. If I wanted you dead, you would've been dead the moment I climbed in your window. Oh, and you can cut it as short as the base of my head to my shoulders." The man brushes his bangs out of his face. "Don't touch the bangs, by the way. I'll get that." He says, nearly reading Sora's thoughts.

"Okay." Sora responds, his voice wavering. If this were a nightmare, it would be his weirdest one yet. He was still expecting the man to turn around and stab him at any moment, but as a few seconds passed, he realizes that he man is just waiting for Sora to get started.

Sora takes the neon orange scissors – yes, they clash with just about everything in Sora's room – and grabbed the man's hair. It felt like silk, and Sora nearly stops everything just to feel it. Sora reluctantly begins to cut off inches upon inches of the man's hair, layering the outer layer to be slightly shorter than the inner layer.

Sora's cutting job is sloppy and choppy, due to his shaking hands. Sora's stomach is twisted in knots, and he feels as if he is going to vomit. He has one last strand to cut, and he runs his hands through the man's hair, earning a shudder from the man. Sora lines up the last piece as best as he can, and cuts it.

"I'm done." Sora says, his voice wavering once more. His knees are shaking, and the man turns around.

"Do you have a mirror?" The man asks, relatively kind for what Sora assumed was a robber. Sora runs to his closet and pulls out his hand-held mirror (His hair is messy in the morning!), handing it to the man. Sora looks down at the ground and wonders how he is going to get all of this hair hidden before Leon wakes him up the next morning – that is if there is anything left to wake up.

Sora bends down, and attempts to scoop up most of the hair. He takes two handfuls of it, and tosses it in his trash. It may not be a permanent solution, but for the moment, it works. Sora goes back over to the chair, scooping up the last few handfuls he can manage to grab.

The man, who is sitting in Sora's desk chair, watches Sora intently. He is mildly humored at how Sora shakes whenever he directly addresses him. It's slightly endearing, but he has to remind himself that he has to get moving. Breaking, entering, and robbing the Twilight Town bank was bad enough, but he couldn't drag this kid in with him. The poor kid looked like he was trying so hard to do his homework. The least he could do is help Sora out with the rest of it, before heading off to his hideout.

"Hey, So, you don't mind if I call you 'So,' right?" The man watches in amusement as Sora's knees begin to quake, and the boy's teeth chatter. It would've been hilarious any other day, but he had a large sum of money in this black trench coat, and he had to get a move on, not stay and enjoy the view. Not saying that the view was bad, I mean, c'mon doesn't everyone love a little brunet in his dinosaur boxers? Cause he sure did. "Need any more help with your homework? I'm heading out in a little bit, so since I distracted you, I might as well offer any help I can, huh?" The man brushes his newly cut bangs to the side. He then runs his fingers through his newly-cut hair.

"Uh, well, that was the last of my homework." Sora couldn't decide whether to say thank you or not. After all, this man did trespass into his house, and give Sora the scare of a lifetime. "But, if you don't uh – never mind." Sora was planning to ask the man his name, but for all he knew, this man could be a killer, and just lie to him anyway.

"What?" The man asks, curious. Sora surely didn't think he'd stab him now, did he? He never had any intentions on killing the boy, if he did, then he would've had his gun out in seconds. Ah the benefits of what can be hidden in a trench coat.

"Uh, well, don't hurt me okay?" Sora starts, his voice wavering again. Tears threaten to spill out of his eyes. The man briefly wonders why this boy is so scared, it's not like he pulled his knife out again, or anything.

"Go ahead, you can ask." The man replies, kicking his feet up onto Sora's desk and leaning back into the desk chair.

"Wh-what's your name?" Sora asks, tears leaking down his face. Sora sits down on his bed, his eyes red and puffy. The man knows that telling him his name is a horrible idea, but it's not like he'd ever see this boy again. After all, Sora lived in Twilight Town, and he himself lived in Hollow Bastion. Not that he'd ever tell the kid where he lived.

"My name is Riku." The man tells Sora. Riku's face takes on a thoughtful expression, as he considers if the boy will try and look him up. It would be better if he had more information on Sora, that way, if he ever turned against Riku, Riku could get rid of him. Riku didn't want to have to hurt Sora, it was the last thing he wanted to do, but it was still on the list of possibilities. "Hey Sora, how old are you?" Riku asks, watching Sora tense up. He seems to have some sort of inner struggle, but as fear washes over his face, he resigns himself. Sora's shoulders slump, but one of his knees continues to shake. Riku almost wishes he could go over and sit next to the boy on the bed, but he can't get close to him. That would be too dangerous; too much attention is already going to be on this boy if anyone finds out Riku was here.

"I'm fifteen." Sora whimpers, tears still falling down his face. He cringes, as if Riku were about to hurt him, but releases as Riku does nothing but sit in the chair and watch the boy. Riku watches the tears fall down Sora's face, and it takes everything in him to restrain himself from wiping those tears away; it would only scare Sora more. Riku considers what Sora told him. Riku himself is sixteen, and Sora is fifteen. Sora isn't that much younger than him, although Riku didn't expect him to be.

"You go to Twilight Town High School, right?" Riku asks, trying to be polite and gain information at the same time. Sora chokes back a sob. He thought for sure Riku was going to track him down and kill him now. He must have too much dignity to kill Sora while he was on his bed, in his room, in the middle of the night. This thought triggers something in Sora, as he looks at the clock. Leon always has an alarm on his phone for midnight, which is when he comes and checks on Sora to make sure he's not having any nightmares.

The clock reads 11:58, and Sora tenses. Leon would kill him if he found out, and he sure as hell wouldn't hesitate to kill Riku either. Sora didn't want to have to deal with that stress. Leon would never let him sleep in his room again. Sora would be put back on those drugs – the sleeping pills that are supposed to cause a dreamless sleep, but only intensified his nightmares.

"Yeah. Riku, uh, listen, you uh, have to leave." Riku tenses, as he wonders if the boy had somehow managed to call the cops. He had kept a close enough eye on the boy, but it is possible he had another phone and texted for help.

Riku stands up. "You called the police? How?" Riku inquires, his lips pursing, and his shoulders tensing.

"No Riku, Leon – my brother – he checks on me at midnight every night. If he finds you here, he'll kill you." Sora begins to tear up again, as if he actually cared about what happened to Riku. Riku nods, not quite understanding, but accepting all the same. He hops up on Sora's desk and checks the time. 11:59.

"Sorry for the trouble, Sora. I promise that you won't have to see me anytime soon." Riku says, before launching out the window, and into the darkness. Sora quickly rushes to the window, to see a streak of silver dart out into the streets and disappear into the darkness in between houses. Sora closes the window and locks it, rushing back to bed, shoving his homework to the floor, and shutting out his light.

Five minutes later, Leon peers into Sora's room, seeing nothing but his brother's supposedly sleeping figure. Leon could've sworn he heard Sora moving around and talking before, but hey, he's a teenage boy. As long as he respected the midnight curfew that Leon had set for him, he didn't mind. Sora could talk to as many friends on his phone as he wanted, as long as Leon didn't hear from any complaining parents.

Leon quickly shuts Sora's door, and turns out the hall light on his way to his own bedroom. Leon heads down to his own bedroom, and shuts his door behind him. Leon pulls out his cellphone and enters is contacts.

Cloud. Leon thinks. Leon scratches his stubby beard. He had forgotten to shave that morning, but no worries. He didn't have work until tomorrow. Leon clicks 'Send Message' on his phone under Cloud's name, and begins to type out a short, sweet message to Cloud, knowing that Cloud would still be awake. Cloud works the night shifts as the guard at the Twilight Town bank, so he should still be awake. Leon occasionally gets nervous for Cloud, after all, they are best friends. Hardly anyone attempts to rob the Twilight Town bank, and they are usually so inexperienced, it only takes one police officer to take them down. They always have two officers on guard, just in case, but they are hardly ever needed.

Leon turns off his bedside light and curls into the covers. He nudges into the pillow and is glad that the day hadn't been that bad. It was a Sunday. When Leon and Sora's parents are home, they go to church, but since their parents were away on a business trip, Leon and Sora slept in. At about eleven, Sora and Leon decided to go see a movie. It was a lame, overly action-packed movie. After the movie, Leon and Sora went to a late lunch at about 2 pm. After that, Leon took Sora shopping to get him a new keychain that he's been wanting. They then went to some other shop and got a few shirts for Sora. They went home after that, and Sora started on his homework. They had dinner at six and then settled down and watched TV.

Sora begged Leon for some sea-salt ice cream around nine, and pulled the puppy-dog face on Leon. Leon, being the older brother he is, couldn't say no, and Sora brought him a bowl too. At ten, they watched the news, like usual, then when it was over at 10:30, Sora headed up to bed. Leon heard him shuffle his backpack around, and figured Sora still had homework to do, so Leon turned on some sort of cheap late-night talk show.

Midnight rolled around, and Leon still heard Sora up and moving, shuffling around. As long as he was in bed when Leon checked on him, he wouldn't be upset. Leon figured Sora was still awake when he checked on him, but he wouldn't let Sora know that.

Now, Leon is in bed, his mind drifting off, entirely oblivious of what had happened in his own home. Leon sighs and wraps his covers even tighter around himself. In moments, Leon is asleep, but just down the hall, Sora lays awake, pondering the night's events.

Riku had leapt out of Sora's window, remotely disappointed that he had to leave. Meeting that kid hadn't been a disappointment at all. He was certainly different for the usual teenager. At first, he seemed relatively calm when Riku burst into his room, almost as if he were willing Riku to go away, but when Riku entered his room; he just entirely froze in fear.

Riku had figured he could have some fun with this kid, but of course he had to ensure he didn't call the cops of Riku, so he took his cellphone – his cellphone! Riku had entirely forgotten to return it, as he intended to.

Riku couldn't go back for fear of being caught. He was nearly at his bike. From there, it would be a three-hour drive to reach Hollow Bastion. If he went back, Sora could've already called the police. If he continued to Hollow Bastion, he might never get the kid his cellphone back.

Riku decides, if only in self-preservation, that he has to go home. He has a large sum of cash, and plenty of people expecting him to bring it back home. Riku hates working for the Organization. He needs to though. They provide him food and shelter, and about 50% of whatever money he brings in, along with his base salary. Riku sighs in defeat, grabs his helmet, and hops on his motorcycle.

In one swift motion, Riku turns on his motorcycle and speeds out to the highway. He speeds past the few cars that are actually on the road, and makes it back to Hollow Bastion in record time – two hours. He slows down, pulling around the corner of the Organization's building.

Riku opens the garage to the building, and pulls his bike in. The garage closes automatically behind him, and he pulls his bike into his usual spot. Before he can get off the bike, Saïx is on his case.

"I assume you achieved the goal?" Saïx asks. Riku nods, pulling out the large trash bag that contains the money. "No casualties?" He asks.

"No sir. I did have to use chloroform on one of the officers on guard. The other guard was careless enough to be asleep in the guard room. I deleted any footage before he could wake up." Riku explains.

"Good." Saïx turns around. "You'll get your cut tomorrow. Get some sleep. You have another assignment tomorrow in Twilight Town." Saïx turns around and walks toward the elevator. Riku takes the key out of the motorcycle, and leave his helmet on his seat. So, if he'd be back in Twilight Town the next day, he'd be able to return Sora's cellphone!

Didn't he promise that he wouldn't bother the kid any further? Oh well. Riku never had been good at keeping promises. Riku wanders up the stairwell to his room. He is the last one back from their missions today. After all, he had to wait until night to strike. Axel is already in the next room, sleeping. Riku can hear him snoring through the wall.

Riku kicks open his door. Shrugging his coat off, Riku shuts the door behind him. Riku grabs Sora's phone out of his pocket. It's a small, blue phone. It's one of those phones that have the keypad and then a keyboard for texting that slides out. Riku places the phone on his night table, next to his own phone. Riku has a black smartphone. He paid for it himself, so why not treat himself?

Riku peels off the rest of his clothing, a black vest and black jeans. When you're in the Organization, you can hardly have any other clothing than black. Riku has one yellow vest. That's it for his colors. Demyx has a ton of blue, but mostly navy blue. Axel has a few red clothes that he'll occasionally wear.

Riku wanders into the shower, turning the heat up as high as it can go. He steps in, watching the rivulets of water drip down his body, and collect at the bottom of his feet, where they combine into a small stream, entering the drain. Riku washes up quickly, stepping out of the shower, and using his –of course black – towel to dry off. Riku glances at his clock to see that it is already three in the morning. If he's lucky, he can work in six hours of sleep. Of course, he's been trained to work on no sleep whatsoever, but whatever he can get, he'll take.

Riku hops into bed, and the last thing on his mind is Sora's quivering lip as he told Riku to leave.

"Sora! Get up!" Leon calls from the kitchen. Sora stirs in his bed, nearly rolling off it. Again. Sora whines as he pulls his covers off, reluctantly getting out of bed. He goes to get out of his bed, and nearly steps on his backpack. Sora wonders briefly why he put his backpack there, when all of a sudden, last night's event came to his mind.

It was just a dream. It was just a dream. Sora repeats in his head. That was the only answer. It was the most vivid, scary dream of his life, but it was a dream. Sora stuffs his homework into his backpack, and starts for the kitchen. Sora walks down the stairs, and turns to the right, to see Leon 'slaving' over his pancakes. Good ol' Leon.

"Morning Sora. Yes, it's Monday. No, you can't go back to sleep." Leon says, breaking the bad news after Sora has already seen the pancakes. It lessens the blow. Sora grabs a plate, and some syrup, thinking over his dream last night.

That's the only sense it could make. What kind of a robber wants a haircut? Seriously. Sora walks over to Leon, who plops four pancakes onto Sora's plate. Sora wanders, dazed, back to the kitchen table.

Leon quickly finishes up with his pancakes, and joins Sora at the table.

"How did you sleep last night?" Leon asks Sora. Every morning he asks, to make sure the nightmares don't come back. Sora's face pales. Leon still for a moment, waiting for Sora to answer.

"Fine." Sora tells him, and resumes eating. Leon examines the bags under Sora's eyes, and he immediately knows that he is lying.

"Sora. How bad was it?" Leon asks, not even mentioning the word 'nightmare.' Even that word alone could cause Sora to break down.

"It wasn't normal. Not bad – strange." Leon sighed in relief. As long as it didn't get as bad as it used to.

"Okay. Let me know if it gets worse." Leon sighs in resignation this time. Now he'd have to sleep lightly, and make sure that Sora wasn't having worse nightmares. Sora finishes his pancakes quickly, and places his dish in the sink.

"I'm going to go get changed." Sora tells Leon, before heading up the stairs.

"Okay. I'll drive you to school today, if you want." Leon tells Sora, leaning back in his chair. Leon pushes his last pancake around on his plate. Leon glances at the time. Work doesn't start until noon, and it's only seven in the morning. Maybe he could get a workout in before work. Leon works as a contractor for the city, and has his own private practice. He gets to pick his own hours, which is great, considering he needs to set aside time for Sora.

Sora enters his room and flicks on his light. He fixes his covers, and props up his pillows, before he goes to throw out a candy wrapper he had left from a few nights ago. Sora walks over to the garbage, only to stop when he reaches it. The entire trash can is silver. It looks like there are silk strands in his garbage, until he remembers the night before. That was – what was his name? – Riku's hair.

It wasn't a dream. Someone had actually gotten into Sora's room. He seemed nice enough, even helped Sora with his homework, but he was distressed. Of course, the one night he doesn't lock his window, someone breaks in.

Sora sits down on the edge of his bed, before launching himself back up as he realizes that's where the intruder sat. Sora kneels on the ground, and begins to cry. His worst nightmares had come true. He could've died last night. In his mind, he took that much calmer than he thought he did.

Now the real question: should he tell Leon or not? It's too late for Leon to actually do anything. Plus, there's no proof that he was actually here beside the hair in the trashcan. Sora is consumed and swarmed by his own thoughts. He weighs out the pros and cons, and before he knows it, Leon is knocking on his door.

"Sora, you okay in there? We have to leave in ten minutes!" Leon warns Sora. Sora puts on a brave face. He can't tell Leon. If he tells Leon, then the police have to get involved. Sora wouldn't be able to be in his room while they investigated, not to mention that Sora didn't know how dangerous this man was. Cloud, who was like a second brother to Sora could get hurt.

"I'm fine, Leon. Just- wardrobe issues!" Sora gets up and tosses the candy wrapper out. Sora wanders over to his closet and picks out a red shirt, black hoodie, his usual belt, and jeans. The belt is yellow, and his jeans are black. Sure, blame the kid for having an interesting fashion sense.

Sora sighs and packs up his backpack. He goes to grab his cellphone off of his night table, but can't find it. Sora finds his jeans from the night before, and goes to check the pockets, but his phone isn't in there either.

Realization dawns on Sora's face, as the blood rushes out of it. Riku took his cellphone. What if he had an emergency and couldn't reach Leon? What if Leon called and Riku answered? How was Sora supposed to even explain how he lost his cellphone?

Sora paces the room for a few minutes, and comes up with a plan. He'll tell Leon he left it in Hayner's car when they were coming back from Struggle practice. Sora nods, hoping his excuse is good enough. He hopes Leon doesn't ask though, and then he won't have to lie.

Sora shoulders his bag and opens up the door to his room. He walks down the stairs and smiles at Leon. He hopes it is convincing enough. Leon figures that Sora is just putting on a brave face after having a nightmare.

Leon grabs his car keys, and they head out the door. Sora relishes in the early morning air, with the birds chirping around everywhere. It's usually really beautiful, but it doesn't seem as much when you are constantly reminded that you had a casual conversation with a criminal the night before. Not to mention a criminal that breaks into your house.

Sora opens the car door, and gets in the passenger side, placing his backpack on his lap. Sora buckled himself up as Leon started the car. Leon pulled out, mildly rushed, and headed down to the school.

"Riku." Saix's voice boomed. "You mission today is to go to Twilight Town High School. You are going to blend in among the students. We have reason to believe that several teachers are planning an attack against up. Attempt to take their leader down. Axel will assist you in your mission. You have two months to infiltrate and eliminate the threat. I trust you can handle this. Do not mess up." With that, Saix hands Riku the necessary paperwork, and the money he made from the haul the night before. "Axel has already secured an apartment for the two of you to stay in, just off of Station Street. He will be there when you arrive. Your room number is 310. I trust that you will be able to find it. The building is called 'The Station.' Now go, Riku."

Riku nods in understanding and walks up to his room to pack. It is a public school, so there is no dress code, so Riku figures he's going to have to go shopping when he arrives. It would be suspicious for him to show up every day wearing black.

Riku puts on his normal coat, and stuffs both Sora's and his cellphone into his pocket. If he was going to Sora's school now, he'd be able to return the phone. Riku's heart skips a beat as he thinks of seeing Sora again. He wonders how Sora will react. He'd probably try to tell the teachers at first, but it wouldn't help.

Riku knows that Axel is going to have to drive them both into school every day. Riku technically isn't supposed to have a license yet, but when you're with the Organization, you get away with a lot. Riku packs his favorite sneakers, along with his yellow vest. Just in case, he tosses his rifle in there too. Riku takes his favorite obsidian knife, and sticks it into the sheath on his belt that is conveniently hidden by his coat. Riku also grabs his favorite handgun and shove it in the holster on the other side of his belt.

Riku zips up his bag, and heads down to the stairwell. He didn't leave anything valuable behind, so he is ready to go. If anyone from the Organization needs him, they have his number. Riku secures the duffel bag onto the back of his bike, and puts his helmet on. Safety first, right?

Riku opens the garage, and once more, it closes automatically as he pulls out onto the streets of Hollow Bastion. This was going to be a great day. Too bad he'd be late to his new school.

A/N: So, let me know in a review, do you likey? Do you think I should just scrap it? Constructive criticism is more than welcome! I'm going to try and stay on top of my writing, not just writing when I get a school break. Although, if that's what happens, you can expect like, five stories to be finished this summer!

So yeah, I'm kind of proud of this story thus far, and there'll be a pretty cute moment coming up soon, so don't worry!

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-Sea Salt Princess