Chapter One:

Meeting

Three weeks. It had been three weeks since he'd joined Organization XIII and Roxas was already bored. Sure he'd made a few friends, like Axel, he was number VIII in the Organization. Thus making him superior to Roxas, who was number XIII. He'd also met Demyx and Zexion, the two of them were a couple and never seemed to be apart. Demyx was IX and Zexion was VI. Roxas enjoined their company, but felt like he was still missing something.

When Axel was taking Roxas through the castle on his first day, they walked past one room, without Axel even seeming to notice.

"Axel, you skipped a room." Roxas said, pointing at the big door.

"Oh, that's just her room, she's nothing special man, I promise, you'll have to see her soon anyway, so don't worry about it." Axel said, before he continued down the hall.

Roxas was now standing infront of that same room. He'd been told by Xemnas, the Organization's superior, to see the girl who lived in the mysterious room. Axel said that they all had to when they first joined, so that she could use her power to make sure that what ever stories they'd told about their past were true. But Roxas couldn't remember his past, so he'd spent the past few weeks going through various experiments that Vexen, number IV in the organization, had performed to try to get Roxas' memories to return. None of the experiments worked, so he was here to also discover about his past. The blond boy raised his fist and hit it against the door. A few moments later, a petite girl opened it. When Roxas saw her, he felt blood rush to his face. She giggled, and also blushed, before stepping back so Roxas could enter her room.

"So you're the newbie. I'm Naminé, I'm not an official member of the organization, but I've been here for a while." She held out her hand and he shook it.

"Please sit." Naminé patted a chair for him to sit on.

She sat on a chair across from his and began drawing in a big brown notebook.

"What're you drawing?" Roxas asked curiously.

"Your memories." She responded.

They sat in silence, Naminé flipped two pages before she stopped, and looked at Roxas with worried eyes.

"What?" Roxas asked, tilting his head slightly.

"You're other half, he's Sora. The keyblade master." Naminé muttered in shock.

"Really? So that's why I have the keyblade."

"Roxas, do you know how much work Organization XIII is going to put you through because of this?"

"No, what can you see the future? Is something bad gonna happen?"

"I can't see the future, but I can guess. You're powers are going to end up getting you into danger, I can feel it."

She blushed and began drawing again. They were quiet for a long time again.

"Why does she care if I'm in danger? Do I know her? What's with this girl?" Roxas thought.

He looked up and saw that the blond girl had passed out. She was on a second notebook and on the fifth page of it.

"Wow, lots of drawing. I might as well let her sleep." Roxas whispered.

He turned to leave, but felt something stab in his chest. He sighed, and went back to the table. He gently took the notebook and pencil from the girl's hands and put them on the table. Then he picked her up, and put her down on her bed. Roxas pulled the sheets over Naminé, before standing up straight. He sighed as he looked at her.

"You must go through a lot. Good night, Naminé." He said, before leaving her room.