Author's Note: Hey Peoples! It's Lionwings again. I know that my last fic was a little depressing and had Yaoi in it. This one is something I've wanted to do for a while but I've never had the intent to actually try it. So... Yeah... I hope you like it. This is going to have more than one chapter but I want some reviews before I post the next one. I'm still new so I really don't care about what the reviews are. Some constructive criticism would be nice. And because This is a NaminéXSora fanfic I'll allow one of them to do the honors.

Naminé: ...

Oops I forgot you're mute in this story...

Sora: Lionwings doesn't own anything. If he did Kairi would have died in the first two minutes of the game and Naminé would have taken over the world.

Silence

I never wanted any of this. I never wanted to be different. I never wanted to be singled out. I never wanted to be treated differently. I never wanted to be avoided. I never even wanted "Special Attention." I just wanted a real life. I just wanted to blend in and be a normal person. I just wanted to live, but no. I had to be mute. I had to be without the ability of speech. I had to be different.

I never wanted that. But I did want to live. I wanted life more than anything else. No one would let me live it though. I was just something fragile, something that couldn't be left alone. Well it was then and there I decided that I would try my best to live without help. I never accepted people doing things for me. I never wanted it or needed it.

I walked to school every day, by myself. I made some friends, by myself. I got great grades in school, by myself. Are you seeing a pattern? By myself, by myself, by myself, I did everything, by myself.

It wasn't going to be easy though, trying to live like that. Someone would always be there to look after me, but not if I had anything to say about it.

I finished typing on my computer. I looked at the screen and smiled. I liked asserting myself. Too bad it was all lies. I didn't do much by myself. I just made myself comply with the demands of the people who took care of me. I never did anything right when I tried it. The only things I could do were draw and write.

Not all of the things were lies though. I did make some friends. I did get good grades. They just sort of… came to me instead of me coming to them.

'Why do I always lie to myself like this?'

I could never find an answer to that question though. It was always the same. I wanted to make life better, but I couldn't.

I turned off my computer and went to sleep. I loved the dreams I would get, dreams of other worlds and of other people, dreams filled with songs and beauty, dreams filled with color and fragrance. What I loved most of all though were dreams where I could speak.

'What mute wouldn't love that?' I would think to myself.

It wasn't long before I fell asleep. I would fall right into my favorite place in the world and look at the sky, thinking of nothing but silent dreams and falling stars.

"Naminé wake up! It's already ten. You should be up and ready by now. Olette is going to be waiting for you. And you remember how bad Olette can be when you're late."

I shuddered in my cozy bed. 'An angry Olette is not a good thing to have waiting for you when you get out of bed. I had better get a move on,' I thought.

Five minutes later I was showered and dressed in my normal white dress. It was a comfortable feeling following the same routine. It made me feel like life could be easy and doesn't have to be filled with hassles, unfortunately, that as before I saw Olette walking up to the front door of my house. Olette is a pretty girl. She is beautiful in almost every way: her dark brown hair, her emerald eyes, and even her electric personality. It always made me feel inferior to stand next to her. She was my only girl friend though. She was my only friend actually. She was the only one I could trust to do anything for me. Including keeping secrets, Olette is one of the greatest secret keepers I know.

"Naminé, you had better be up or I'll come in there and wake you up. Again," She yelled through my upstairs window. I grimaced and ran down the stairs.

My mom was waiting for me next to the door. "Good luck with Olette honey. She is almost exactly like her father. I swear Squall taught her to be exactly like him," She smiled compassionately. She was always the compassionate one. My father was the strict one. I didn't mind him that much though. He always wanted to keep me safe and I guess I'll have to live with it until I move out.

I nodded my head stupidly. I hugged her and she surprised me by handing me a small knapsack. I looked at her curiously. "It's all of your notepads and sketch books. Don't worry honey. I wouldn't let you go out for a day with Olette without them. I know how much she wants you to talk to other people, just try but if you can't just draw your feelings. I know you're getting better at sign language but you don't like it. I know that. Just do what you feel is right Naminé."

I loved my mom. She was always so cool. She always understood me and knew what I was thinking before I did. She was like the voice I never had. "Now go or Olette will bust down the door again. She is so feisty."

I smiled and opened the door. "About time you got out here! We have to get to the park before all the little brats take over and try to steal my swing again! You know what happened the last time I didn't get my swing don't you?"

Unfortunately I did remember. She threw the kid off the swing and he went home crying. I heard a rumor afterwards that the family left town and moved somewhere far away. I didn't believe it until I found a poster that said a mean person bullying a kid caused a whole family to move. Olette went to some anger management classes for a while. They didn't work very well.

I nodded and she grabbed my hand and dragged me to the park. It was a relatively short trip considering it is right across the street. It isn't as though we're acting like kids or anything, going to the park in the early hours of the day just so we can get spots on the swing sets. We're only high school students. (Sorry. I'm a very sarcastic person.)

"So Name, do you have anyone you like yet? It's only a hop, skip, and a jump until the big dance. I promised myself I would find you a date if it was the last thing I ever did."

I gave her a look and pulled out a small pocket book from the knapsack on my back. I gave her another look and she handed me a pencil. From where you ask? I have no idea. It was always better not to ask questions. "Name? Did you just call me Name?" I wrote. I handed it to her.

"Yeah I just called you Name. I like it. It makes you more mysterious. I mean it's either that or Nami, and let's face it, Nami is a little obvious," She stated simply. I had to agree. I hated that stupid nickname. Nami this, Nami that, it got really annoying sometimes. It was like they only knew me by that name. So I guess Olette having a pet name for me was okay, even if it was something weird like Name.

"Don't worry Name. It isn't like I give you nicknames that stick or anything. You should know me by now. I forget nicknames for people all of the time." It was true. For all of the time I've known Olette she has never stuck with a nickname. She would attempt and then forget like five minutes later. Everything else in the world though was never forgotten. I could tell her one day that I'm actually an alien and she would remember that I said that in a specific place at a specific time and even with a specific tone. It is almost creepy how good her memories are. Not that I could talk in the first place but you get my point.

"Do I see someone in my swing? I had better not see anyone in my swing!" Olette yelled at the kids in the park. They all turned and stared at Olette before yelling, "SHE'S BACK! EVERYONE RUN!" She just smiled. Sometimes she scared me just as much as she scared the kids.

"Okay Name, let's get our swings." She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the swings. She sat on the one to the far left and I sat right next to her. It was comfortable sitting in the rubber swings. One by one the kids started coming back to the playground. Normally they only ran away until Olette was appeased with their offering of the swing set and then after she got what she wanted they ran back and started playing again. She didn't actually hate the kids, she just wanted her swing. Luckily they understood this tidbit of information.

"Okay, so before we were so rudely interrupted, do you like anyone? Come on Name! I need something to go on!"

I shook my head. I really had nothing this time. No one I like, no one I think is cute; I don't even have a friend with a Y-chromosome. I know that sounds cliché but believe me; I tried my best to get one. It just didn't work out that well. Olette knew that but she continued to pester me on this point. She was quite determined, I am afraid, to find me a boyfriend. God only knows I tried to stop her multiple times.

"You lie! I know you do! It isn't as though you're ugly or anything. Quite the contrary actually, you just happen to be one of the prettiest girls in school. You just need to get over your little… shyness problem."

I rolled my eyes quite visibly. 'She's impossible.'

"Okay, if you want to go you can," She surprised me with her statement. "I know you want to go draw in the park. You only put up with me because I make you." She smiled at me warmly.

I was confused. Did she know I was going to go draw in the park? Or did she just assume? I really didn't know. Olette was always an enigma to me. Sometimes she guessed exactly what I was thinking, other times she would just stare at me and hand me a pencil and say, "Write it."

I nodded and smiled at her. She handed me a pencil and pushed me away from the swings. "Hey kids, I am thirsty. I command you to bring me water!"

'Same old Olette,' I thought. 'She almost never changes.'

I walked away from the playground. I could see the kids running around trying to find water for Olette. She was rubbing the back of her neck and explaining that she was kidding around to one of the older looking kids. They apparently didn't understand her sarcasm and kept scrambling around looking for water. I turned around and walked into the forest at the edge of the playground area. There were three paths that each led into the forest and all ended up back at this spot. I walked in and started walking down the path to the far left. Along the small beaten dirt path were tall trees and beautiful flowers of pink, yellow, purple, blue, red, orange, and even some colors I couldn't name. It was a beautiful place. The leaves were falling down from the trees and landed silently onto the ground.

The silent journey was always one of my favorite parts about coming to the park. No one normally came down these paths, so normally I could act like myself. I could show off and not have to care about who would see me. The path was long and tiring but it was always worth it to get to the best spot in the park. I was the only one who knew about it and I planned on keeping it that way if I had anything to say about it.

I was finally at the end of the trail and I smiled at what I saw in front of me. It was a small pond surrounded on all sides by trees. It was enveloped in silence and there was barely a sound to be heard from all around. The only noises were the birds singing in the trees and the flowing of water from the stream leading into the pond. The water was a clear blue and sparkled in the sunlight. It shined with a lustrous gleam that reflected itself onto the forest around it and illuminated the whole area.

I gazed on the sight for a moment until I had remembered why I came to this spot. I walked over towards the left edge of the lake and sat on a small, wooden bench that sat next to a large oak tree. It was the perfect place to be. No one would bother you because everyone thought the place was haunted. Little did they know I started that rumor, with a little help from Olette of course. I sat on the bench and pulled out my drawing supplies from my backpack. I've drawn this place more than a dozen times but something about it changes every time I draw. Sometimes there are geese swimming on the surface, sometimes there are wild flowers covering every inch of the grass. Once there was even a couple of deer sleeping silently on the other side of the pond. The fawn came up to me and let me pet it. I still see it around here every once in a while. So I named it Bambi.

Well that day was like any other when I came and sat down on my bench. The pond had changed but not in the way I had expected at all. There was a teenage boy, about my age, sleeping under the oak tree next to my bench. I have to say I was fairly surprised. I had never seen anyone come here, let alone a teenage boy. I looked at his features and saw spiky chocolate brown hair that defied physics, smooth tan skin, and a wide smile across his face even though he was sleeping.

I just stared at him. Something about him was… different. He seemed completely and totally different. He might have been asleep but I felt as if I knew everything about him through his smile. I felt that he would be different from all of those other boys I had met and tried to be friends with. He could have been the first one to talk to me like a real person, not like an inanimate object. I might not have known him, but I might as well try. I was going to start a new at a new school. I was going to be surrounded by new people. I was going to still have Olette, but I was going to try to change. So I thought I might as well try by making a new friend.

I smiled as I got up from the bench and stood over his sleeping form lying underneath the tree. I knelt down and shook his shoulder trying to wake him up. He only snored when I started shaking him. I tried again a little harder but still he didn't wake up. So eventually I gave up and sat back down on the bench. I grabbed my drawing pad from my backpack and decided to draw him sitting under the tree. So I did.

I drew his every contour of his body, from his smiling face to his spiky hair. I drew his clothes and then eventually the rest of the tree. I put every ounce of talent I had for drawing to try and get him right. I finally finished and smiled at my success. I had gotten every detail drawn. I was really excited. I wished to myself that he would wake up so I could show him the picture I drew. The sun was getting low in the sky though and the shades of the sky turned from blue to orange with the arrival of twilight. It was always so peaceful here at twilight. I ripped out the page in my drawing pad flipped it over and wrote the words, "Thanks for letting me draw you."

I set the picture next to him on the grass and grabbed my things. I walked towards the path into the forest and, to my dismay, a girl running down the path towards the pond. I quickly threw myself into the bushes and hid while she barreled by. She had a look of concern on her face, or maybe it was a look of anger? I don't know now that I think about it. Her hair was a light color of auburn and it was rather short, down past her ears but not reaching her shoulders. It was layered and looked like it was ruffled down the back. She was about my height and age and was pale but had a rather timid looking tan across her skin.

"Sora, wake up you lazy bum!" She yelled at the sleeping boy. "I've been looking all over town for you! Do you know how many places there are where the trees are taller than me? What kind of stupid riddle was that anyway? I had to ask you Mother where you were."

The boy, Sora, was sitting up rubbing the back of his neck. "Sorry Kairi. I thought that you would get the hint. You should know that I'm not good with riddles."

Kairi looked back at him. This time there was a soft smile on her face. "Don't worry about it Sora. So did you just sleep here the whole time or did you actually do something of meaning to the world?"

Sora gave her a sheepish look. "I just slept," He mumbled back at her.

"Thought so," She smiled triumphantly and looked at Sora. Her eyes caught sight of something and she picked it up. It was my drawing of Sora sleeping under the tree. "Hey Sora, what's this?" She held it in front of his face so he could see it.

My heart nearly stopped when Sora took the picture from Kairi's hands. 'Is he going to like it? Is it creepy for me to draw him and then just run away? Should I go out there and tell them I drew it?" I asked myself all of these questions. I never did answer them.

"I don't know. It's a good picture though. I wonder who drew it," He scratched the back of his head. He turned the picture over and I held my breath as he read the note out loud, "'Thanks for letting me draw you.' I wonder who drew it."

Kairi just gave him a look. "Sora you idiot. You have a secret admirer. Now come on, a drawing that good could only come from our school right? You know how talented the art department is!"

"Yeah that's true. Kingsolver High is a very talented school," He replied still looking at the picture. "I hope I find whoever drew this."

Kairi rolled her eyes for the second time in 3 minutes. "Yeah, yeah, I hope so too lover-boy. Now come on. We have to get you home before you get into trouble again."

Kairi then grabbed Sora's arm and pulled him along with her down the beaten path. Once I was sure both of them were out of sight I came out from the bushes and went back over to the bench. I grabbed the pencil I dropped and smiled at the place where Sora had been only moments ago. 'So, we're going to be classmates. What a lucky day for me.'

Author's note: PLEASE R+R!