Chapter 1

I do have to admit, I do feel bad. Why? The man I met yesterday. I suppose I must've looked like his girlfriend or something because he looked a little sad after I told him I wasn't the girl he thought I was. But in a way, I shouldn't feel bad, right? I mean, I'm not that girl he wanted and it was just a simple misunderstanding. That's right, a misunderstanding. That's all. But seeing that light in his eyes disappear the second I yelled at him... that's where I started feeling bad.

But then again, he did scare the living crap out of me by pulling me into that hug. I was just minding my business, coming out of work and walking down the street. Thoughts flowing from my mind with no end in sight. Until that guy came up to me and pulling me into that hug. As well as calling me a name that's completely not mine.

"Oh... um, sorry," he apologized to me and I finally get a good look at him. He stood a head taller than me with brown spikes protruding in all sorts of places on his head. Eyes blue enough to make a girl swoon (not me of course) but having that mischievous glint in them. And seeing that it was winter, he wore a heavy coat and gloves covered his hands.

"It's just..." he continued and I just continued to stand there, glaring at him. "You look a little- no. You look exactly like a friend of mine." I stared at him strangely.

"Well, you're obviously mistaken. My name is not 'Kairi,'" I repeated to him, more calmly. But I'm not gonna lie, 'Kairi' is a pretty name.

"That's the thing, I don't think I am." My glare returned while his face became more solemn. What's he getting at? Oh wait, he must be a pervert. "Her hair is the same shade as yours and your eyes... not many girls have that color." I do have to admit, even the doctors found it amazing with my eye color. And so far, I've never seen anybody else with my eye color. "But anyway," he continued, with a sad tone. "She disappeared a while ago and I was hoping to find her." Did he really have to tell me that? Doesn't he see that I got better things to do?

"Well," I started. "I'm sorry to hear that, but I really have to get going." A flash of surprise crossed his face and then he shook his head.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry to have held you up," he said with a slight wave of his hand. I was just about to go when he called me again. "Hey, if you don't mind, what's your name?" I looked at him strangely again. "Just so I know that you're not her." Okay, fair enough.

"It's Elizabeth Swann," I told him and he nodded while flashing a smile at me, and I couldn't help but think that smile suited him more.

"My name's Sora Leonhart." He stuck his hand toward me. I still looked at him all odd like. But being the polite woman that I am, I shook his hand. The way that I see it, by learning his name, I'll be able to avoid him more efficiently.

Although, even though a day has passed, I still feel bad that he couldn't find his girlfriend. It must be hard for him. Not knowing the whereabouts, constantly worrying, hope starting to dwindle. And when he saw me, a memory must've flashed before him and placed her face onto mine. Although, I couldn't help but wonder... Was it a coincidence? Y'know, his girlfriend disappearing while my memory is a complete blank? No, of course not.

But by the look on his face, he must've regarded her very highly. So that must have meant that he was very important to her too. Not able to forget. And he hugged me so tight that I almost couldn't breathe. Like he didn't want to let go. I couldn't say I blamed him. If my 'boyfriend' went missing, I would've went out and tried to look for him and when I did, I 'would've' held on based on the fear of losing him again. I'm sure that's how he felt when he saw me and thought that I was her.

But... I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Why? I have no idea. Maybe it's because he thought of her so highly and wanted nothing but to see her. Now that I think about it, why am I analyzing this?!

I looked down at the papers before me and noticed that there was scattered red dots all over the right margin. Probably from all the tapping I did with my pen. I'm actually a student teacher so that's why I got saddled with grading papers. The child's mother is not going to like it when she sees these dots scattered across her child's homework. Honestly, I love the children in my mentor's (if you call her that) class. They are absolutely sweet and when they are doing arts and crafts, they give me their drawings of me along side a smiling sun while holding hands with them. I put the drawings right up on my fridge as soon as I get home and right now, I have a new addition to my ever growing collection. Every time I look at them, I get a smile on my face. Maybe one day, I'll have a child as sweet as these are. But that's just wishful thinking.

Anyhow, I took out my pocket calender just to see what tomorrow's activities were. Reading day, practice writing, doctor's appointment... right. I always dread these visits. Ever since my accident, the doctors just want to make sure I don't go into a seizure while ripping money out of my bank account. I mean really, don't they know that we're still in a recession? And don't they have yachts and private tennis courts in their backyards? What do they need my money for?

"For a second, I almost called you 'Kairi' again." My head shot up from that voice breaking into my thoughts. I grimaced as I immediately recognized the voice. Why did it have to be him?

"What are you doing here?" I groaned and the obvious just hit me. We're in a coffee shop and it's cold outside, maybe he just wants a cup of coffee.

"Well, I was going to order something. I would offer you something but I can see that you already have that." Damn right I do. I took a bitter sip out of my cup just out of spite. Then he just shrugged and continued to the register. I can hear what he ordered and the clatter of change as it hit the counter. As well as his walking steps to- "Do you mind?" I looked up at him again and nodded his head towards the empty seat in front of me. I waved my hand carelessly. What do I care where he sits. I'm not his mother. I heard the creaking of the seat and it didn't take a genius to figure out that he just sat down.

"It's Elizabeth, right?" he asked and I just nodded my head. "Just wanted to make sure. Y'know, no more identity confusions and all that." He shed his coat and gloves as he said all this. Well, that was considerate of him. "So what are you working on?"

I debated on whether or not I should tell him. I mean I only met him just yesterday. Then again, he's talking to me like he's known me for a long time. How many people have that ability? Regardless, I looked back down at my planner to see what the rest of my week was going to be like.

"Just looking up my schedule," I replied, best be as vague as possible.

"Busy week?" I looked up at him and I didn't know it was possible but, I think his eyes were smiling.

"Yeah." I started tapping my pen in a distracted manner and at that, his face turned blank. I quirked an eyebrow at his sudden blankness. "Something wrong?"

He shook his head like he just got out of a trance.

"Sorry. It's just that..." He mumbled something else and I couldn't quite hear him.

"What did you say?" I asked with a slight edge to my voice. Then he pointed to the pen in my hand.

"It's just... Kairi taps her pen whenever she gets distracted too." I immediately stopped my tapping and looked at him with raised eyebrows. Then everything fell silent. Awkward pause as it were at this sudden revelation. Maybe... no. It's just a coincidence.

"So, is she your girlfriend or something?" I asked, thought I'd get it out of the way. Then his face soften as if he were thinking about her.

"Yeah. Actually, I was hoping she'd be more than that." My eyebrow quirked again as I watched him reach into his pocket. "Before she disappeared, I was going to give her this." He placed a tiny black box before me and I had to fight down the gasp that wanted to escape.

"Is that a-"

"Yup. I was going to ask her to marry me." Wow. I always thought she was important enough to him, but marriage?! He wasn't just thinking about her, he was crazy about her! And what bothered me more was that he looked to be a year older than me!

"No offense, but don't you think you might a little young to get married?" I asked and he just shook his head with that smile of his.

"Love doesn't know how old you are, it only knows when two people can feel it." I stared at him stunned. He really did love her. Or, he still does apparently. He picked up the box again and put it back in his pocket.

"So... how long has it been?" I eased into the question. I didn't want to damper his mood, but I had to ask anyway. It has to be a coincidence. Right?

"Around this time two years ago." My eyes were the size of dinner plates. That's how long ago I had my accident! No. It's just a coincidence. That's all.

"What's the matter?" I shook my head out of it's trance and I see Sora looking curiously at me.

"Oh, um... nothing." I tried to play off but he didn't look convinced. And then he chuckled and now, I'm thoroughly confused. "What?"

"Nah, it's just that she makes that same exact face when she's lying." Okay, I went from confused to freaked out in less than five seconds. It has to be a coincidence, it has to.

I couldn't handle anymore of this so I gathered everything into my messenger bag and looked to Sora.

"Sorry, but I have a really busy day tomorrow and I want to get up early if I want to get everything done." I hastily put my coat and gloves on while putting the strap of my bag over my shoulder.

"Oh, yeah. No problem," he said as I made my way to the exit. "See you later, Elizabeth." I stopped then and turned. For some odd reason, 'Elizabeth' is starting to sound foreign to me. Why?

"My friends call me Liz," I told him. I don't know what got into me. 'Elizabeth' always sounded too old fashion for me so I had my friends call me 'Liz.' But now that it has escaped my lips, even that doesn't sound right.

"Okay. See you later, Liz." He flashed his smile at me and I could feel my face heat up. I waved at him and he waved back while I stumbled out of the shop.

I walked down the street with a fast pace as I reeled everything in my mind. No. It can't be... It just can't. Even if I were 'her,' I'd remember Sora very clearly. Right? But then... why would the people at the hospital give me a name that's not my own? Wouldn't they have my blood tested? Check on my dentals? How bad was my accident that I had to forget everything? What sort of person was I?!

Ugh... I need ibuprofen when I get home. All these questions were giving me a headache. But it's a good thing I have someone to talk to about this sort of thing. As soon as I dumped all my things in my apartment, I got my cell phone out of my bag and speed dialed my best friend.

"Hello?" she answered and I sighed in relief.

"Olette, thank God. I have so much to tell you," I exasperated while collapsing on my couch.

"Okay, calm down. What's wrong?" she asked in worried voice. Then I told her everything. From what happened yesterday to ten minutes ago. She listened without interrupting me, it was a good thing too because when I finished, I was completely out of breath.

"So, what do you think is happening?" I finally asked and I was met with silence. "Olette?"

"I'm still here," she said.

"So? I'd like to hear your input."

"First, take a deep breath." I did as she said and I felt a little better. "And how do you know this Sora guy is for real?"

"He presented an engagement ring before me and said that he was going to propose to her. And the way he looked... he's totally in love with her, Olette." I started to panic again at the thought of him. Why am I feeling this way? It's not me. My name's not 'Kairi.'

"And he said that she disappeared, right?"

"Yeah, around the same time I had my accident. That's just a coincidence, right?" I repeated my inner question and I could tell that she was shaking her head.

"I don't know. Sounds way too freaky to be a coincidence," she voiced my inner fear and I groaned.

"What am I gonna do, Olette?" I groaned while I fell back on my couch.

"Normally, I'd say go for it. But right now... when's your next doctor's appointment?"

"Tomorrow, after school. Why?"

"Well, you can ask your doctor what was really going on back then." That's brilliant. I was so preoccupied with my questions, I almost forgot about my appointment. I let out a sigh of relief as reason made it's way back to my mind. I thanked her before I flipped my phone shut.

I let out a breath of air that I had no idea that I was holding. All of this was just too much for me. I mean, I never thought twice about my past or if I even had one. One thing that stuck to my mind was that I should live in the present and not of the past. And for a while, I've lived happily with that. Sure the curiosity got the better of me at times but I always managed to think pass them and just continue my life.

That is, until I met that Sora guy. Why do I have a feeling that this won't be last I'll see him?

But the real question is, do I want to see him again?

Is she really Kairi? What do you think? Lets find out together!