AUTHORS NOTE: normally I don't post stories if I haven't finished writing them out. But I feel this story is great so I want to go ahead and start posting this story. Enjoy and r&r please. =D


A scattered dreams that's like a far off memory. A far off memory that's like a scattered dream. I want to line the pieces up. Yours…and mine.

A young girl with messy brown hair and tired sapphire blue eyes walked through her bed room door, wearing her panda pajamas. She sluggishly dragged herself to the bathroom to start the day for school. She wasn't a morning person but school was a mandatory appointment that her parents would not allow her to miss. She brushed out her rat's nest of hair to a smooth wavy brown mane. She applied little make up only to cover up small blemishes. And she changed into jean pants, a red shirt with a silver loop belt around her waist. She smiled at herself in the mirror as her blue eyes glistened.

"Kasai! Come down here for breakfast!" Her mother called to her. The 15 year old girl jumped on the stair railing and slid down and landed at the bottom with a confident smile. "Kasai! How many times do I have to tell you? Do not slide down the stair rail. You could get hurt." Kasai rolled her eyes. Her mother was always babying her and trying to tell her what to do.

"Mom, you don't have to tell me. I know I will be alright."

"Anything could happen, Kasai. One wrong move and you could fall off and break your neck." Her mother, who was in her 40's laid a plate of scrambled eggs on the table for her daughter to eat. Kasai sat down and began to eat her eggs and toast. She decided to ignore her mother's comments and just continue to eat her food. That was when her father descended the stairs and sat down with her at the table. He was a wise man; his grey hair went down the sides of his head. Kasai nick named him skunk. "Daniel, tell your daughter that it isn't safe to slide down the stair rail like that."

"Your mother is right Kasai. Although it is dangerous, it is a lot of fun isn't it?" He smiled at his daughter and she smiled back at him. He pulled his tie too and grabbed his brief case. "Well dear I am off to work. Kasai, don't be late on catching the bus. Have a great day sweetie." He kissed his daughter of the top of her head and then kissed his loving wife. He walked out of the door and into his car. Kasai watched as he drove off. She then pulled out her sketch book and began to draw some sort of weapon.

"What are you drawing sweetie?" Her mother asked as she sat down at the table and began to eat her breakfast.

"I'm not sure. I saw it in a dream of mine. I think in my dream the people called it a keyblade. This was my weapon to fight against the darkness." She looked down at her sword like weapon. At its hilt was a heart made out of angel feathers, the body of the blade was pink and covered in black vines, and at the tip it looked like fire fanning from the edge of the blade. At the top of the hilt there went a long keychain out and at the end was some sort of symbol she had never seen before.

"Was it your dreams about that world called Kingdom Hearts?" Her mother asked drudgingly.

Kasai sighed, "Yes mother. I had another dream about that world last night. I know you say it isn't real. But in my dreams it is. And in that world I am free to be who I am. I fight against the darkness and protect the worlds inside."

"Nothing but a chimera if you ask me. A mere foolish fantasy."

Kasai sighed; she knew her mother would never agree of her dreams. And as if on que the school bus pulled in front of her house. Kasai put her sketch book in her school bag as she opened the door. She stopped in her tracks and went back to hug her mother and tell her bye. "Love you momma."

"Love you too honey. Have a great day."

Kasai walked out the door and climbed onto the bus. The bus ride was long and very loud. Loud chatter and obnoxious blabbering filled the bus. She pulled out her MP3 player and put in her ear buds to drown out the world. She looked down at her device and saw a new song was there. But she hadn't added a new song. She looked at the title curiously. "Ventus' theme" it read. She clicked play and a somber, slow melodic music filled her ears. It was so beautiful and calming. She closed her eyes and it took her to another world. She saw herself fighting against creatures of unknown origin. She was a good fighter. Once the enemies were defeated she looked back with a smile at three people behind her. There was a blur around the people, but they clapped for her and she could see their smiles. Suddenly everything changed, everything was dark. She was all alone. She could hear a deep male voice, but the words were inaudible. Darkness began to consume her. She struggled, she kicked. She cried for help. She saw a hand reach for her a bright light blinded her vision.

The bus came to a sudden stop as she hit the seat in front of her. Kasai rubbed her forehead and removed her ear buds. Groaning to herself she grabbed her bag and exited the bus only to enter in hell. She sighed as she pushed open the doors. Inside were teens of all sorts. Swag fags, the preppies, the jocks, the nerds, the gamers, and then her group. Her group was the group that didn't have a name. They were just who they were and nothing else. She smiled to her friends. She looked at a really tall boy with brown hair and glasses, he smiled down at her and she smiled back. She looked at her other friend; this girl was a little bit taller than her and she had blonde hair. The three friends laughed and joked with each other. That was until the bell rang. School had officially begun.

The day was long and full of ridicule. Everyone in the school did not approve of Kasai. She was a dreamer and because she dreamed big and would stay in her own little world, this made her vulnerable to others. If only she had her keyblade, then she could finally fight back. But she was in the real world, and one she wish she could escape. This world was filled with nothing but darkness. She needed a light to show her the way. But in a world of darkness, how can you find the light? She saw student as one by one hopped on their bus and rode off. Her bus didn't come till later so she decided to pull out her notebook and she begun to write a story. A story of her in this dream world of hers. In her writing she would immerses herself into the story so she could feel how the characters would feel. She wrote about five pages and she looked up. She was the only one left at the school. Everyone had left. She had missed the bus, yet again. She groaned as she picked up her cell phone. She called her mother to ask if she would come pick her up. As the phone dialed she could already hear her mother grip about how this was the third time this week she has had to pick her up. And she was right. As soon as her mother picked up the phone the first thing she saw was, "You missed the bus didn't you?" Kasai replied with a sighing yes, and that was all she wrote. Her mother began to complain and grip. Kasai had to sit and listen because she knew her mother was right.

When her mother hung up, Kasai looked up at the sky. "If there are other worlds, I wonder if we share the same sky?" Kasai shook her head, she couldn't escape this world no matter how much she wanted to. She packed up her stuff and waited for her mother. She put in her ear buds again and listened to the same song as earlier. Now when she heard it, it sounded more of heartache and longing. Longing to be something. Heartache because you lost it. It spoke to her, she felt the pain behind the song. It was if the song was being consumed in sorrow and there was nothing you could do.

Kasai saw her mother pull in and she got into the small red car. The entire way home she heard her mother complain about how she shouldn't be day dreaming. How she needed to make more out of herself. How her dreams are nothing but dreams. How she needed to grow up and stop acting like a little kid. Kasai could feel the tears brimming in her eyes as her mother spoke to her. She knew her mother loved her, and wanted the best for her, but sometimes she had a weird way of showing it.

The little car pulled into her home drive way. Both women stepped out of the car and walked to the house. Kasai laid her bag in a seat at the kitchen table and walked over to the fire place. She sat in front of the fire and felt its warmth. The warm and caring glow the fire gave off. Her name actually meant fire in Japanese. She let the warmth over flow her body and let her seep into another world. That was until her father and mother walked in.

"Kasai we need to talk," her father said.

"Yes dad?"

"Your mother and I are concerned. You have been having these dreams that seem to engulf you wherever you go. It is as if that is taking over your world right now. This is the real world honey. And you need to abandon this dream world. You need to grow up and make something of yourself."

"In that world I could make something of myself," Kasai mumbled under her breath.

"But you aren't in that world. You are in this world and its time you start accepting it." Her mother chimed in. "I know that dreams give us hope but this has gone on too long."

Kasai stood up and the glow from the fire outlined her angered form. "Why? So I can be your puppets!?"

"Sweetie no." Her father stepped toward her. He touched her shoulder, "We just want what is best for you."

"And if this is what it takes," her mother grabbed her sketch book, "then so be it." With that she threw her sketch book in the fire.

"No!" Kasai yelled in sorrow as she watched her work and dreams be burnt to a crisp. Unknowing to the family an ember flew from the fire place and landed on a pile of papers. The flames erupted and quickly began to spread. Kasai gasped as the fire grew larger. She tried to run to her mother but a wall of fire blocked her from her mother. "MOM!" Kasai screeched out in pure horror.

"KASAI!" she heard her parents yell back. She ran toward the wall of fire but the building collapsed around her. She could fell the burning! Oh the burning! It scorched her skin! The pain she felt was unbearable! She could hear her parents screaming over the sounds of the crackling fire. Her eyes began to get heavy, her teeth gritted as she tried to reach her hand out to the screams of her loving parents. Her hand fell as her eyes began to close. The last thing she saw was a bright light.


AUTHORS NOTE: welp there is the prologue please review and tell me if you wish to continue with the story.