Warnings For Story: Yaoi, Yuri, violence, cursing, and other things to come.

A/N: I actually have an idea of where I'm going with this one.


Sora, under the alias of Roz, had a spring in his step.

Excitement was bubbling up in him, starting from his toes and traveling upwards.

He giggled, his hand coming up to cover his mouth. Squall was walking ahead a foot, and Seifer was walking next to Sora, looking around lazily. Sora couldn't help the excitement he was feeling, since lately, he had been feeling cooped up in the mansion type castle.

The castle was situated behind the village, huge concrete walls enveloped the castle type mansion and village, and were re-enforced with magic, courtesy of the courts' magicians. The walls made a square around the mansion-castle, then the two side sections shot out to encase the village within. Of course, the village and manor-castle were separated with a wall, the only way to get in and out was a certain spell word. If uttered, the word activated a section of wall to disappear and then reappear ten second afterwards, only holding open when a sorceress or sorcerer spoke the word.

Sora was getting ready to ask Squall if it was all right if they headed to a sweet shop, when a blur of green and tan ran past him to latch onto Squall, currently known as Leon. When she did, Sora got a good look at her.

She had short, chin length black hair, and expressive brown eyes. She was tan with an oval face. She was about five-three and skinny. She wore a green tube top and khaki shorts that only covered up to her upper thighs. Brown boots covered her feet, which were rocking back onto her heels as she bounced up and down.

She started to talk a mile a minute, and Sora was fascinated. He and Seifer walked over to the two and stopped to observe. After a few minutes, Sora heard footsteps. He turned, and Seifer, having heard the noise too, also turned. Jogging up to them was a silver haired god. The 'god' slowed to a stop as he got closer and stopped completely as he came up to them. As he caught sight of who was with the black-haired girl he looked surprised, but it vanished so fast that Sora was unsure if he saw it.

The guy looked to be around eighteen, but seemed older somehow. His eyes were an aquamarine color that seemed off for some reason but Sora wasn't given time to dwell on the young mans appearance, seeing as how that the minute he caught sight of the raven haired girl he walked to her and started to talk.

"Yuffie, Meyer wants to meet soon, in about an hour" A smooth voice came out of the 'gods' mouth.

Sora watched as a long, slender fingered hand flicked one of the few strands that were in his eyes away in irritation. The guy had silver hair that went to his upper back, in between his shoulder blades, and a long fringe hung in front of his eyes. On either side of his face hung some hair that stopped at his jaw line, and his hair seemed to be naturally layered. He was probably about five-ten to five-twelve at most, and it made Sora a little jealous, considering he was only five-six.

"But I just met up with Leon. I wanted to talk to him more" The girl complained.


Riku sighed in irritation.

Yuffie was being difficult on purpose, he knew that much. He needed to get her to get a move on, he didn't feel like dealing with Cloud if not everyone was present at a meeting.

Last time that had happened, Riku's hair had been damp for over four hours, no matter how much he tried to dry it. He would rather not have a repeat performance, so without warning, he grabbed Yuffie's upper arm and tried to drag her away but she latched onto the brown haired guys upper arm.

The guy was a statue for all he budged when that happened and he didn't even wince. Riku backed down, knowing suddenly that force wouldn't work.

He turned to study the guy for any clues about how to deal with this. The guy had blue eyes interwoven with gray and his silky looking hair was shoulder length and seemed to be layered. He was shorter then Riku, at about five-eight, and his complexion said that porcelain wasn't only what dolls were made of.

Riku let out a sigh of air upwards to get a few pieces of hair out of his eyes. He had noticed that the brunet had two companions with him, lagging behind him maybe about a foot. He was hoping to get out of there before the two friends caught up but if Yuffie didn't can it and get moving they wouldn't get out in time.

"Come on Yuffie" He said, "you don't want Meyer waiting, you know how he gets"

Yuffie pouted but relented, turning back to the stoic brunet to apologize. He waited impatiently, wanting nothing more then to grab her and drag her to the meetings' location. That wouldn't work though, she would just become more stubborn, not complying with his wants. Right now that wasn't an option.

"Hey, what's going on here?"

Riku turned at the voice that sounded so familiar, with an 'Oh, shit' face.