Hey everybody! It's TwilightLink16 here! This is my first story that I ever came up with that I really liked lol...I only came up with the idea of the story though...I didn't WRITE it...just every thing else about it..because I cant write even if my life depended on it lol XD...anyway...I had my friend write it for me ^_^...well..I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I dont own any of the Kingdom Hearts or Final Fantasy characters and I never will. SquareSoft and SquareEnix own them.

Act 1

Chapter 1

A trained roared in the distance as Cloud and Yuna walked across the wasteland, its wheels screeching against the metal rails. Cloud stopped and listened to the main source of the sound: it appeared to be coming straight from the center of the land itself. Yuna scanned the deserted area; all she could see was the sand blowing in from around them.

"Cloud?" she said softly to receive his attention.

"What is it, Yuna?" he turned to her slowly. His bright blonde hair swayed slightly in the wind and his deep blue eyes looked cold even in this time of day. His features were very much different from Yuna's brown hair and different colored eyes, one green and one blue. Their companionship was known little to outsiders.

"Have you found a clue, Cloud?" Yuna asked.

"The train seems to be coming off in that direction," he pointed to the north. "According to what the merchant we bumped into earlier said, there should also be a town nearby. We'll stop there to rest."

And certainly not too far from where they walked, a small town came into view. Yuna was joyful to finally rest her feet and sleep comfortably, but Cloud simply told her not to get too carried away and that they were only staying for one night.

"I know," she said, smiling brightly. "But it's been so long since we've been around other people now."

Cloud said nothing and just followed Yuna as she took the lead through the crowd of people. It was true that they had not been in such a festive area for quite a while, but Cloud disliked crowded places. Yuna, however, was not one who could do with a life of solitude, and Cloud always took it into consideration.

"Let's split up for now," Yuna suggested once they had their rooms booked at the Inn. "We'll gather some information then meet up here later."

"Be careful."

"You too."

As they went their separate ways Cloud decided he'd stop at the bar. There were usually various people with information there, although most of them are merely rumors or fake tips. With that in mind, Cloud set off in a stroll. People stared at him as he walked by, some even pointed. Perhaps blonde hair was not so common in this area, and Cloud confirmed that when he noticed most residents bearing dark or neutral hair colors.

After dodging countless eyes, Cloud made his way to the bar. He stood before a tall building, completely made of wood, except only the doors were medal. It was a bit strange, but the rest of the buildings had been built that way. Perhaps the man who created the town had his own tastes in architecture. Cloud pushed open the doors and was greeted by a lukewarm atmosphere and music playing from a band atop a small stage. He quickly took a seat near the door and listened to the various conversations around him.

"...and my wife threw a huge fit! Couldn't believe it..."

"...nothing's working out, what did I do wrong...?"

"...so I might have to close up shop for good soon..."

Cloud sighed. He had not heard anything that was of interest to him. Perhaps he had to personally ask someone, and there was only one person in a bar who could possibly know any sort of useful information. He stood and walked over to the counter. The bartender was not there presently, so he took a seat and waited.

But a few minutes later...

"I hope you know that no one's allowed to sit at the counter unless they're a customer."

Cloud looked behind him. The bartender had just returned–except it wasn't a man. It was a woman.

"Are you ordering?" the woman smiled. She had long, dark hair and amber eyes. As her hair swayed Cloud saw that she wore silver earrings in the shape of teardrops.

"I'm looking for someone," he began. She raised her eyebrows slightly. Cloud continued, "I was wondering if you or someone would know."

"Ah, that depends on what you want to know," she said as if testing him. "Who are you looking for?"

"Someone with silver hair and eyes."

The woman thought carefully. "Those aren't features that are seen often here..."

"Is there anyone at all who might know?"

It took her a moment to respond, but then she told Cloud, "Perhaps you can ask those two gentleman over there."

Cloud followed her gaze until his eyes fell upon a pair of peculiar people. Their clothes were nothing at all familiar to the town, and from the looks on their faces they were surely passing travelers. Cloud thanked the woman before approaching the strangers.

"Can we leave?" one of them asked. He was quite young, brown hair and blue eyes, perhaps in his teen years.

"You didn't have to come," The other said. He too had similar features in eyes and hair color, except he was considerably older and much more rugged.

"Mind if I join you?" Cloud interrupted.

"Uh..." the kid droned.

"What's your business?" asked the older one. He gave Cloud a bored stare, though Cloud noted that the he had a sword lying under the table.

"I wanted to ask you something."

"Oh yeah? Well, we probably don't know anyway."

"You're travelers, aren't you?"

"Yeah," the kid cut in. "We've been to all sorts of places!"

"I'm looking for a man with silver hair and eyes."

"Hmm, don't think we've seen someone like him. Have we, Squall?"

"No."

The kid looked sadly at Cloud. "Sorry."

"No... it's nothing. I'm sorry to have wasted your time."

He left their side and returned to the counter and called over the barmaid.

"Can I have something to drink?"