A/N: My first story! Read and review, let me know what you guys think – if I should keep going or not :o Enjoy!

Prologue

"Oh, Amelia, look, here they come," the king suddenly rose up from his seat to greet his visitors. The queen followed suit with a small smile.

"Oh! Yes they are, I see them Alec! Come, Naminé," the queen took her young daughter's hand and made their way towards their visitors. Naminé was utterly confused at the moment. An innocent little girl, Naminé tugged at her blonde locks and she stared at her father hastily. Her dad mentioned something about 'meeting a new friend' several times before, but she was not expecting that day to come as soon as today.

The visitors walking towards them were, no doubt, of royal descent – judging by the crowns they were wearing on their heads and the capes flapping in the wind behind them. There was a man, a woman, and two little boys – they looked like around Naminé's age. The man had blonde spiky hair that seemed too unnatural to be true, and had the bluest blue eyes you could ever imagine. His wife alongside him had long brown hair that went down to her waist and beautiful brown eyes. One of their sons could have been an exact replica of the tall man - their father, presumably. Hair, eyes, face structure – everything. They could be twins if they were around the same age. The other smaller boy had brown hair with the spikiness of his father's hair; however, he could have looked like a male version of his mother and captured her brunette locks.

"Ventus- Aira-" King Alec nodded at his visitors with a smile. "It's been a very long time."

King Ventus bowed down a little in courtesy, with his little boys in hand. "It's great to see you two again. Of course, with the newest addition to the family." He looked down at Naminé and smiled at her. Naminé quickly moved behind her father's legs and hid from the man.

"It seems Naminé would get along well with Roxas," King Ventus chuckled, bringing forward one of his sons with the same exact features as him – the blonde. "Roxas, meet Naminé."

Roxas was a few inches taller than the other brunette brother. He had a disgruntled look on his face. "Hi," he said monotoned with an angry expression on his face. He clearly did not want to be here today, as did Naminé.

Naminé rolled her eyes, but her mother pushed her forward to at least befriend the other blonde, Roxas. Naminé took out her hand, gesturing for the boy to shake it. Roxas could feel his parents' eyes on him. He sighed, taking the girl's hand slowly and shook it – a satisfied look on both royal families' faces – when he heard his brother's snickers from behind him.

"Ew, Roxas!" his brunette brother cooed. "You have cooties!"

Roxas then suddenly let go of Naminé's hand. Ventus shot his other son a glare. "Sora! You'll be in big trouble as soon as we get home!" The other little boy's face – Sora – went from a teasing grin into a sad frown.

"I'm sorry for my sons' rude behavior, Naminé," Ventus apologized to the princess. "You three will become better friends soon. I promise."

Although Naminé didn't exactly want to be friends with those brothers, she just nodded at him in agreement.

"So, is the deal still on, Ventus?" King Alec eyed him.

Ventus took a quick look at Naminé, then to his two sons, then to his wife for approval. She smiled and simply nodded. Ventus made eye contact with Alec and gave a small nod of approval.

Alec then bent down until he was eye level with his daughter. He stared into her azure eyes. She definitely got those orbs from her mother. "Go on, Naminé. Go somewhere and play. Mommy and daddy need to talk to Ventus and Aira."

"Same to you two," Queen Aira pointed at both of her boys. Roxas and Sora both crossed their arms, showing that they are not going anywhere with Naminé. That is, until their father shot them the biggest glare in history. They sighed in defeat and walked off out of the throne room with the lonesome blonde. As soon as the kids were out of sight, both pairs of parents talked in hushed whispers.

xXx

Several years went by, and Roxas and Sora were to come over again today, like they did every year around this time of year. Needless to say, Naminé and Roxas had never gotten along since day one; but interestingly enough, Naminé had come into terms with Sora and even befriended the brunette. Although, she can't say the same with his blonde brother. Their parents made arrangements that they would be able to see each other and visit twice every year since they met, although their separate kingdoms were several hours away. Roxas and Sora visited Naminé during the summer; and Naminé visited the boys every winter.

Naminé had grown a liking to sketching over the years. She even had her own private art room – just her and her art materials. Right now, she had a pencil wrapped around her right hand as she sketched to her heart's desire. Before she knew it, the picture was coming to life. She was drawing the castle – her home – with intricate detail. She was just about to put the finishing touches on her black and white sketch until –

"Hey, that actually looks pretty good!"

Naminé yelped as her seat went backward all the way onto the floor, bringing her down along with it. She looked up to see a grinning Sora, waving. "Heh, sorry about that Naminé." He held out his hand to help her up, and she took it.

"You shouldn't scare me like that, Sora!" Naminé yelled at her brunette friend. "You know how I am!"

Sora put both his hands behind his head. "Aw, I'm sorry, Naminé. I couldn't resist! That was the best one I've ever seen you do."

Naminé giggled, and you could see a faint blush rise to her cheeks. "Thanks, Sora."

"Well I think it looks horrible."

Both teens turned around to see the brunette's older brother standing in the doorway leaning against the wall beside him with his arms crossed. A smirk was clearly visible on his face.

"Leave me alone, Roxas!" Naminé huffed. "Don't you have anything better to do than bug a princess?"

"Hmm, let me think," Roxas looked up at the ceiling and pointed to his head, acting like he was in 'thinking mode.' Naminé rolled her eyes. "Well, seeing as I'm stuck in this hell hole for the rest of the summer, I would believe not."

Naminé then stood up in fighting stance. Roxas just stared at her with a smirk and a "come at me bro!" expression. Sora could tell something bad was about to happen between them, but he knew better than to stand between the two of them. The last time he tried to do that, he ended up having a bleeding nose and a swollen right eye.

"Naminé, you know better!"

Naminé looked up to see her father with an angry expression behind Roxas. Roxas kept his usual smirk, which then turned into an innocent smile.

"B-but dad, I didn't do anything! It was all Ro-"

"No but's, Naminé." Her stern father scolded her. "I thought I taught you to treat a guest better than that."

Naminé glared at her worst enemy standing before her, trying to act innocent. Naminé just sighed and turned around. As soon as her father left the room, Roxas walked off with a victorious grin.

Naminé sighed at Sora. "Sora, don't be surprised if your brother is dead by tomorrow."

Sora just laughed at her as he watched her put the finishing touches on her artwork, then framed it up in her room.