A/N it's amazing how quickly plot bunnies can hit you...and also WHERE they can hit...and when and...well a lot of things are weird about the rare and elusive plot bunny. This is a rather...unique idea that I'm not sure HOW I'll do this, but if I can pull it off just right, it could become something unique.

DISCLAIMER I own nothing but my own original characters. Everything else is property of Disney and Square Enix

A teen stood in the middle of a large crowd. The teen was a boy around sixteen years old and had short brown hair and bright green eyes. He wore clothes that were nearly identical to everybody else's: a simple white shirt, a pair of brown slacks, and a blue tie. He sighed loudly and ran his fingers through his hair as he looked at the large building in front of him where everyone seemed to be going. "Joy, another boring year of school. What sort of dull, useless crap will they teach us this year?" he asked himself. He straightened his tie and sighed before shifting his backpack slightly. He walked past several groups of students, all of them looking at him oddly. When he entered the building he found someone standing with his back to some lockers. The other boy was around his own age and wore the same uniform. The difference between the two boys was that the second one had somewhat long, black hair and blue eyes that reflected intelligence.

"Welcome to another year of hell," the second boy said in a somewhat monotone voice.

The first boy groaned. "I don't think hell would be as boring as this place."

The second boy smirked slightly. "No, I would imagine that hell would have more fire, and when you're dealing with fire, you can never get bored."

The first boy smacked his forehead with his hand. "I can never figure you out. One second you can be one of the smartest people I know and the next second you're a pyromaniac and the second after that you can be something completely different."

"Liking fire doesn't make me a pyromaniac, and if it did that would make you more of a pyromaniac than me."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I've seen you at some of the movies we've gone to where there were explosions. A smile that big isn't natural."

"Oh shut up already, we're going to be late for class," the first boy said as he turned around. A second later the second boy was at his side. The two boys continued down the hallway.

Suddenly, a large boy stepped in front of the two of them. "Well, well, if it isn't the keyless. How are you two doing today?"

"Fine, how about you Caleb?" the first boy asked as though nothing was wrong.

"Don't you dare talk to me," Caleb growled.

"I thought I only couldn't initiate a conversation with you; responding to you should be just fine."

Caleb balled his fists in rage. "Useless pieces of trash shouldn't talk, period."

"You know, I would think that after ten years you guys would have thought of more insults than 'keyless' and 'useless pieces of trash' and the like. I mean, what, do you not have enough brain cells up there? I mean you're in, what...basic math, right? Must get lonely in there..."

Caleb screamed and charged at the teen. He raised his fist and was about to bring it down when the teen moved to the side smoothly. Caleb overshot and slammed his fist into a locker. He held his now red fist and glared at the teen. "After school, the park...you hear me?"

The teen started to walk away and waved his hand. "Yeah, I heard you."

The two teens walked into an almost full room, found two empty seats, and sat down. Soon an older man walked into the room. He wore a red button-up shirt and a pair of black dress pants. His silver hair told the class that he was old, and his eyes reflected many years of experience. He stood behind the podium at the front of the class and coughed slightly. The class all looked to the front of the class, and when they saw that the teacher had come in, they all sat down and quieted down. "I'll now call roll," the man said suddenly. He started to read off names, taking almost no time between each name. "Asher Lane."

The boy with short brown hair raised his hand. "Here."

The man quickly started to read off names again. "Landon Reese."

The second boy raised his hand this time. "Here."

The teacher continued to read off names until he reached the end. He looked up at the class, pulled a pair of glasses out, and put them on. He turned around and wrote his name on the board. When he was done he turned back around. "I am Professor Hodges, and I'll be your teacher for this year. As you all know..." he started to say. Suddenly, the doors near the front of the room opened up. Another man walked in with a young teenage girl standing next to him. She had long blond hair with two bangs in front and brown eyes.

"Sorry to interrupt your class, but this young lady went to the wrong classroom. She's a new student," the man explained.

"Ah, I see. If I may ask, what is your name?" Professor Hodges asked.

"My name is Ailey Cole," the teenage girl said smiling slightly.

Professor Hodges quickly made a note on the piece of paper. "All right, find a seat because we're about to start." Ailey nodded her head and looked around the room. She saw an empty seat right behind Asher and walked over there and set her backpack down. She gave Asher a slight smile, which he returned before turning back around. "As I was saying, my name is Professor Hodges. This year our studies will focus primarily on history, focusing on some of the more important time periods such as the Awakening time period as well as the period known simply as Sora's Journey. This year will also have a large focus on combat training, focusing on Keyblade control and magic control. Are there any questions before we begin?" When he saw nobody raise their hand he nodded his head. "Very well then, let's start by opening our textbooks to page ten..."

-|SEVERAL HOURS LATER|-

"Why the hell do they have to give us the most uninteresting, monotone teacher teaching us the most repetitive subject?" Asher asked as he placed his hands behind his head.

"The subject may be boring, but it's important to know," Landon explained.

"Oh come on, who really cares about what some teen did a thousand years ago? I mean, heck, almost anybody here could do that nowadays since Keyblades aren't exactly rare anymore."

"But it's still important. If Sora hadn't won those battles we wouldn't be standing here talking to each other."

Asher sighed. "You are such a nerd, you know that? You need to get your head out of the books and into the sun some more."

"And I could say that you could spend some more time with your head in the books and less time running around the islands screaming your head off."

"Hey, I'm happy with a B average, sorry I don't have a...what was it last year, 3.7 for you?"

"Yeah, 3.7...Stupid math teacher," Landon growled.

"Oh yeah, blame the teacher and refuse to accept that you actually bombed a test for once in your life."

Landon glared at his friend, who just continued to walk forward. A set of light footsteps caught Landon's attention and he turned around. He saw the girl that was late to class, Ailey, running towards them. "Hey Asher, looks like we've got some company heading our way."

Asher turned around and saw Ailey was now walking towards them. "Hi there, you two," she said giving the two of them a slight smile.

"Uhhh, hi there," Asher said, slightly uncertain. He looked over at Landon who simply shrugged his shoulders. "What's up?"

"I heard an interesting rumor about the two of you that I wanted to see was true or not..." Ailey explained.

"Which one, the one about me and Landon not having Keyblades?" Asher asked.

Ailey looked a little shocked. "So...it's true, you're the only people here who don't have Keyblades?"

Asher nodded his head. "Yup, and as such it's earned us the rather unimaginative name of the keyless."

Ailey laughed a little. "Well, at least the nickname isn't that bad; it's just pointing out the truth."

"You know, you're a rather odd girl. Most people who hear we don't have Keyblades end up running the other way thinking that by hanging out around us they'll lose the ability to summon their own," Landon explained.

Ailey sighed loudly. "Yeah, when I asked about the two of you everyone said that. I can't believe how stupid people can be. You can't lose the Keyblade just because of who you hang out with."

"You know...I kind of like you Ailey..." Asher said. Ailey smiled, and he returned the smile. Asher looked down at his watch and sighed. "Well, I hate to keep the big doofus waiting at the park. Who knows what he might do when he's bored?"

Ailey looked a little confused. "What's...going on?"

Landon sighed. "There's this guy named Caleb who still bullies us for not having Keyblades, and since Asher doesn't know when to shut his mouth, Caleb wants to fight him."

"So...you're going to go fight him?"

Asher nodded his head. "Yeah. It shouldn't be that hard. I mean, he relies on brute strength alone."

"But isn't fighting someone with a Keyblade when you can't use one kind of dangerous?"

Asher laughed a bit. "Ailey...it's a giant freaking key. Firstly, if I was going to go into any sort of serious fight, a key would be the last weapon I would bring with me; and secondly, the Keyblade is only really effective against Heartless and Nobodies. The most he'll give me is a lump on the head."

Ailey sighed, shook her head, and shrugged her shoulders. "Whatever you say, Asher..."

Landon looked over at the teenage girl. "If you're going to hang out with the two of us, you had better get used to this."

Ailey gave Landon an odd look. "What, you mean this isn't uncommon for the two of you?"

Landon sighed. "It's uncommon for me because I at least know to keep my mouth shut. Asher, on the other hand..."

"Generally speaks before thinking?"

"Always speaks before thinking. Sometimes I wonder if he's even thinking when I talk to him."

"You two know I can still hear you, right?" Asher said as he turned his head.

"I know that you can hear us, and that's exactly why I'm saying what I'm saying," Landon explained.

Asher sighed and shook his head. "You know that I do think occasionally."

"Yeah, you think about what you want for dinner and that's about the extent of it."

Asher sighed again and turned back around. "Well, we had better get to the park. I fear that Caleb may get bored and start playing on the play set even though it says it's only for ages six and up...I don't think he can count that high."

"See, that's the very thing that's going to get you in trouble one day, Asher," Ailey pointed out.

"One day? It already has...multiple times, I mean, look, it got him in trouble today!" Landon exclaimed.

"You know, Landon...sometimes I wonder how we're friends."

"I ask myself that question almost every day. You almost never cease to give me at least a minor headache."

"You two certainly have an interesting relationship," Ailey said, shaking her head.

"Hey, what's the old saying...opposites attract, right?" Asher asked.

"Yeah, about the only thing we're not opposite about is the fact that neither of us have a Keyblade," Landon sighed out.

"Okay, okay, enough talk and more walk. I want to hurry up and get this over with," Asher said as he stretched his legs real quick. "Up for a race, Landon?"

Landon sighed. "A race to the place where you're about to get beaten...sure."

Asher turned around and faced Ailey. "You going to come?"

Ailey put her head in her hands. "Yeah, I might as well. You might need some healing afterwards."

Asher put on a pained face. "Oh ye of little faith, you pain me with your words, kind angel."

Ailey looked at Asher in confusion at what he had just said before she looked to his side. "Uhh, you know Landon has already left...right?"

Asher's eyes widened as he looked to his side and saw that Landon was indeed gone. "That jerk, I'm going to beat the crap out of him when I catch up!" Asher shouted as he started to run forward as fast as he could.

-|AT THE PARK|-

Landon sat on a bench, catching his breath and looked around. He saw Caleb's group, but they hadn't noticed that he had arrived. He put his head on the back of the bench and sighed. "Three...two...one," he counted down to himself. He ducked quickly as Asher came flying in over him. Asher slid across the wood chips and looked at Landon in surprise. Landon laughed at his friend's expression. "You are so predictable, you know..."

Asher just glared at his friend for a moment before he saw Landon pointing somewhere. Asher looked to where his friend was pointing and saw Caleb and two other teenage boys all looking at him. "Well, looks like I got here just in time to save the play set." He heard a noise come from his side and looked over. He saw Landon holding his head with the palm of his head and shaking his head back and forth while mumbling something.

Caleb looked at Asher in confusion for a moment before he took a few steps forward. "Are you ready to finally learn your place, keyless?"

Asher sighed. "Again with the keyless name. Come on already, it's really not that insulting. It would be like me insulting you by saying you're an idiot; everybody knows that's true so therefore, not really an insult."

"Asher...you really are an idiot, you know that right?" Landon asked his friend.

"No, I'm blunt."

"In this case Asher, I'm going to have to agree with Landon," Ailey said as she walked up to the bench.

"'In this case'? Almost this whole time you've been agreeing with him! If it really was 'in this case' that would imply that you've agreed with me before and to my knowledge you haven't," Asher explained.

"You know Asher, you may want to pay more attention to the person that's giving you the death glare right now," Landon said as he pointed at Caleb.

Asher turned around quickly. "Oh, sorry for ignoring you...so, where were we?"

"We were at the part where I beat your face in," Caleb growled.

"Ohhh, right, well then, shall we begin?"

"With pleasure!" Caleb shouted as he raised his fist above his shoulder. Caleb quickly jabbed at Asher's face, but Asher moved his head to the side and the punch messed up a few of his hairs.

"Whoa, nice power you have there, if that had connected I would be on the ground right now," Asher commented. Caleb growled again and lowered his arms. He then started to go into an uppercut and just as he started to swing his arm up, Asher moved to the side. Caleb's fist barely missed Asher. "Pretty quick, too. You're not that bad, I must say."

"Shut up already!" Caleb shouted. Caleb then started to unleash a flurry of jabs and punches at Asher. However, Asher moved to the side or ducked and caused all the attacks to miss. Caleb took a few steps back and was breathing hard. "How...are you doing that?"

"Skill," Asher said simply.

Ailey looked at the teen in slight surprise. "I was expecting this to be a pretty one-sided battle, but Asher...he's pretty good."

Landon smirked slightly. "Yeah, when me and Asher realized that we wouldn't be able to use Keyblades--or at least, not yet--both of us decided to find other ways to fight. Asher decided to go the martial arts route, while I stuck with sword fighting."

"For some reason, I thought you would have taken up martial arts and he would be the sword fighter," Ailey explained.

Caleb continued to breathe hard. He looked behind Asher and noticed Ailey. "Well...who is that behind you? Another...useless keyless?"

Asher turned around. "Oh, you mean Ailey. Nope, not a keyless, or at least she says she isn't."

Caleb moved his head so he looked right at Ailey. "Why don't you abandon these two losers and come join a real man?" he asked.

Ailey gained a look of disgust on her face. "I haven't been here that long, but I can already tell you that there is no way I'd come with you."

"Fine, how about if I win you go on a date with me?"

"You can make that agreement with Asher, but I promise you, there is no way I'll ever go on a date with you," Ailey said as she turned her head in disgust.

Caleb growled. "Okay, enough screwing around," he said as he opened his palm. A flash of light announced the arrival of a Keyblade. The Keyblade was simple with a basic golden handle and a silver shaft. At the end of the shaft was a three-pointed crown that gave the weapon its key-like shape.

"Oh, bringing out the Keyblade now are we? Wait a minute...you're a senior right?" Asher asked.

"Yeah, what of it?"

"Well, I thought that when you became a senior you got a Keychain. But, you're a senior and you're still using the Kingdom Key...that means that no Keychain chose you to use it."

Caleb's face twisted in rage. "I may not have been chosen by a Keychain, but at leave I have a Keyblade!" he shouted as he raised the weapon above his head.

He swung down hard but Asher moved to the side quickly. "Let me tell you what you're doing wrong. You're announcing your attacks with your eyes and the way you move your arm. If you're going to attack someone, do it like this," Asher said as he quickly closed the distance between the two of them. Asher launched a quick uppercut into Caleb's stomach, causing the larger teen to stumble back in pain. Asher then spun around and kicked Caleb in the side. His kick made Caleb cry out in pain as he held his stomach with one hand and his side with the other.

Landon started clapping his hands. "Looks like you're finally getting the art of dodging down; now you just need to improve your speed and you might be a match for me."

"Hey, I could take you on at any time and any place," Asher taunted back.

"That isn't what our last match said, now did it?"

Asher growled slightly and Ailey laughed. "You two are pretty close, aren't you?" Ailey asked.

Asher looked at the teenage girl and nodded his head. "Yup, been friends ever since the second grade."

"I've only regretted it a few days of my life," Landon said, laughing.

Ailey laughed a bit too, but suddenly her eyes widened. "Asher, look out, behind you!" she shouted. Asher turned his head and saw that Caleb was right behind him and his Keyblade was already on the way down. Suddenly, the hand that Caleb was using to swing his Keyblade froze. He stopped mid-swing and held his hand and started to scream in terror. Asher turned around and saw Ailey holding a Keyblade. The Keyblade was mostly snow white. Along the handle was a vine wrapped around it with leaves and small flowers. Where the handle and shaft met was a small rose. The shaft was also snow white and had a vine wrapping around it with more leaves and flowers. At the very end were three green leaves. Ailey sighed loudly, "That could have been a lot worse."

"Ailey...you have a Keychain?" Asher asked surprised.

Ailey laughed a bit. "Yup, it's called Snow Flower. Pretty, isn't it?"

Asher nodded his head. "Yeah, it is. I'm just surprised that you have a Keychain...that kind of makes you a target too, you know."

"What are you talking about?"

"He means that you're also special. The only people here with Keychain are seniors, and even then only a small percent of them get accepted by a Keychain. You've basically painted a bulls-eye on yourself too. You should have just let Caleb smack Asher—he has a thick skull and you could have healed him."

Asher glared at his friend. "Well, I'm thankful that you decided to help me out, Ailey."

"Hehe, it's what friends do, right?"

Asher smiled at her. "Well, the good friends do that," Asher said as he looked at Landon, who shrugged his shoulders. "Oh well, what's done is done. How about you come over to my house for dinner, Ailey? I'm not sure what my mom is cooking, but..."

Ailey smiled. "Sorry, I'll have to decline for now. My family and I are still unpacking so I need to help them out. Maybe I'll take you up on that offer later. Speaking of unpacking, I had better get home before my parents start to get worried. I'll see you guys at school tomorrow!" she said as she turned around and ran off.

Landon and Asher stood there for a few seconds before Landon turned to his friend. "So, is that offer for dinner open to me, too?" he asked.

Asher sighed. "I guess at least one of us has to be a good friend..."

A/N there we go, chapter one is done. If you want to see what Snow Flower looks like, I'll have a link to it in my profile, go check it out. Big thanks to Akira Shinji for 1) editing this chapter and 2) for drawing Snow Flower.