A week had passed since Roxas moved into Twilight Town. He had made three friends at school. His mother still hasn't found herself a boyfriend (the good: there was a less likely chance of her making them move again, the bad: they still had to order out). Everything seemed normal.

Oh, and Roxas had been dreaming of Namine every night since his first dream of her.

Roxas had never experienced this before. He never had such a recurring dream. He had no idea why this was happening. It didn't bother him really. It just seemed very odd. He and Namine would just spend the entire dream talking to each other.

Unconsciously, Roxas began to doodle a picture of Namine in the margin of his notebook. Currently, Roxas was in class taking notes. It was the first period of the day, so he still felt a bit sleepy. Feeling sleepy made him think of Namine. Hayner, who sat next to Roxas, threw a note on Roxas's desk. Roxas blinked once and stopped drawing. He took the note in one hand and unfolded it.

DUDE! What the HECK are you doing? This stuff will be on the test!

Roxas blinked twice and nodded. He looked up at the board, trying to write down all the stuff he missed.

At lunch, the friends met up in the courtyard. Roxas's three friends in Twilight Town were Olette, Pence, and Hayner. Hayner was attempting to give Roxas the evil eye. Olette and Pence quietly ate their lunch while this went on. Roxas raised his eyebrow.

"Hayner, you're freaking me out," Roxas finally said.

"Well, you're freaking me out! You've been so spacey. Even when we first met you. But it's just getting worse. I mean doodling in your notebook during an important lesson. That class is hard enough as it is. I mean, she gave us homework on the first day with a concept we've never even learned before! Do you want to fail?!" Hayner yelled.

"Roxas was drawing in his notebook?" Olette said, now interested. "Roxas, you sure are the artsy type. You play guitar, you act, you sing, and now you draw."

Roxas's face became red, "Wait, how did you know about the singing and the guitar?!"

Olette smirked, "I heard you singing when I was driving to school. I was in the car next to you. You sure are loud! The guitar part I found out when I was reading over the letters Mr. Xemnas had the class write to him. I'm his TA."

"Whoa, Roxas can sing?" Pence said in amazement. "You really are artsy! You must be really creative."

"You're wrong! You're wrong!" Roxas said defensively, "Sorry for being so spacey. It's just I have someone on my mind."

Olette's gasped, "You like someone already?! Who?! Do I know her?"

"Poor Roxas. He's become lovesick," Hayner said, shaking his head in disapproval.

"Introduce us to her!" Pence grinned.

Roxas became even more embarrassed. He shook his head vigorously.

"I said that wrong! Don't listen to me! Please!"

The trio chuckled at Roxas's behavior. Roxas began to calm down. Fortunately, Pence changed the topic to some hot red haired girl in one of his classes. Roxas could finally relax.

At home, Roxas began washing the dishes in the kitchen. His mother then came into the room. Looking very blissful, she had a stupid grin on her face. Roxas, seeing her, feared that she had found a new boyfriend. His mother skipped on over to him.

"Did you find...a new guy?" Roxas asked nervously.

His mother nodded, "I met him at the bank a few days ago. Today, he said I was cute. He's so handsome and charming. He has the cutest blue eyes. I think if I keep flirting with him, we'll at least get naughty in bed by the end of the month!"

Roxas cringed, "MOM! DON'T SAY THAT STUFF IN FRONT OF ME!"

His mother laughed and apologized. Roxas's mind still had horrible thoughts in his head. He shuddered. His mother began to describe the man even more, adding in his name and some other details about how good-looking he was.

"It's so awesome that he's single! He got divorced last month because she left him for some other guy. How awesome is that?"

"Very," Roxas said sarcastically.

Roxas's mother pouted and nudged her son. She then asked if any girls interested him. Suddenly, Namine came to mind. She did interest him. She seemed mysterious and had been appearing in his dreams for the past week. Though, he knew his mother meant romantically interested in. To that, he would have to say no. He didn't have a crush on anyone.

"No," Roxas replied.

She frowned, "You, sir, are a boring son."

"You are a very, strange mother."

"And I'm proud of it!" Roxas's mother exclaimed. "By the way, I've managed to get us into a get-together he planned with his friends. His daughter will be there. You two could talk and all. It's not until next week though. You're coming, right?"

Roxas shook his head, "I'm not interested in meeting a guy who'll only be in your life for maybe five days after you two hook up."

Roxas finished the dishes and put them on the other side of the sink to dry. His mother frowned. Roxas rolled his eyes. Both sat down at the kitchen table.

"He's the one! I'm sure of it," she claimed.

"You said that about Dad and all those other guys. Maybe you shouldn't trust your instincts like that?"

His mother sighed, "Geez, you are such a meanie. You blame me for your lack of friends, but you should consider your personality too. I mean, to think you've sunk so low that you have to bring Namine back up."

Roxas's mother suddenly stopped, covering her mouth. Roxas stared at his mother. Both couldn't believe what had come out of her mouth. Roxas moved his chair closer to her. She tried to avoid eye contact by staring at the table. Roxas got up from his seat and stood up.

"Mom, you told you don't remember Namine. What did you mean when you said that I've sunk so low?" Roxas asked quietly.

His mother shook her head and faked a smile, "As she would say, 'some things really are better left unsaid.' You should go bed now. You want to see her, don't you?"

With that, Roxas left the kitchen, confused once again.

"The stars are so pretty," Namine said.

The two were laying on the beach, staring at the stars above. It was nighttime in his dream this time. There were numerous stars in the sky. Namine's eyes twinkled as she stared at them. Roxas smiled at how childish she looked. He looked at her a bit longer.

Nothing seemed wrong with her. His mother's words about Namine still resounded in his head. He couldn't help but wonder what his mother meant. Roxas and Namine had been reconstructing their friendship. It was pretty easy too, considering their past. Everything they did had a sense of nostalgia that made it seem right.

"I like being able to see you again," Namine whispered to him.

"Me too."

Namine pointed to the stars, "You see, here, stars can paint any picture you want. I can see the Big Keyblade."

"The what?" Roxas asked, looking at the key at the strange key-like outline.

"You'd play with a keyblade when we were younger. They were the hottest toys at the time. You'd save me from dragons with it. Like a hero!"

"We played together a lot, didn't we?"

Namine nodded, "We were always together. Wherever you went, I wasn't too far behind."

"My god, what a stalker!"

Namine lightly elbowed Roxas. Roxas pretended it hurt more than it did, exclaiming he was going to die. Namine immediately became worried. Roxas revealed he was lying and received another blow. He chuckled. Both of them sat up.

"Hey, are you going to give me any more clues on how to find you outside of dreaming? Cause if I want to talk to you, I can't just go the sleep all the time," Roxas said.

Namine shook her head, "I don't want to give you too many hints. When it happens, it happens."

Roxas frowned, "No fair. Okay, do you think we'll ever meet outside here?"

Namine shrugged, "I hope. I really want to be able to go to school with Roxas. I'll be able to walk home with Roxas and help him with homework."

"We didn't go to school together before?"

"Nope. We met before you even started school."

"Then how'd we meet?"

Namine pressed her index finger against her lips, "SE-CRET."

"...you just love doing that, don't you?"

"I do!" Namine admitted.

Roxas looked up at the sky once more. The endless number of stars amazed him. All of them twinkled brightly in the darkness. He then noticed a familiar outline in the sky. He connected the stars together in his head, like a elementary puzzle. He found that certain group of stars formed a certain person.

"Is that me in the sky?" Roxas asked Namine.

She nodded, "This is your dream. This might represent a hidden super ego!"

"Shut up!" Roxas laughed as Namine did too.

The wind blew a bit softer. The full moon was high in the sky. The two listened carefully as the waves crashed onto the shore. Digging their bare feet into the sand of the beach, they talked about everything that came to mind.

"Where do you think messages in a bottle go to?" Namine asked.

Roxas put his index finger on his chin, "I don't know really. It'd be cool if they went here."

Namine smiled, "Do you want to send one?"

A green, glass bottle appeared in the sand. Namine was suddenly holding a piece of paper and a pen. Roxas nodded. She handed him the paper and pen and asked him to write. He did so, writing random things that came to mind. While he did this, Namine kept giving him suggestions about what to put in the letter. Strangely, Roxas had felt he had been in this situation before.

"Uh...I really like you...what else do I put, Namine? Gross! This letter is so for you. We can't make it too sappy or you'll just throw up!"

Roxas blinked once. A memory had just come back to him. Namine tapped him on the shoulder. She now held the bottle with the note inside. She got up, brushing the sand off her dress. She then extended her hand out to Roxas, pulling him up. The two walked hand in hand toward the ocean. Namine bent down and placed it into the water. The bottle soon drifted off into the sea.

"Who is it going to?" Roxas asked.

"I want it to go to you."

"Then why send it?"

"To see if it comes back."

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

Roxas then woke up. He tiredly turned off his alarm clock and climbed out of bed. Slipping on some slippers, he walked over to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Oddly, the water wasn't coming out of the sink. Roxas sighed and bent down, looking under the sink. The sink seemed fine. However, something on the ground caught his eye. His eyes widened once he saw shards of green glass on the ground. A rolled up paper was on the the floor. Roxas reached for it, staring at the paper. It was letter to him.

Did I Reach You?

A/N: Another chapter done. Guess which All Time Low song inspired me at the end? The idea just came to when I writing it. School is sucking the awesome out of me. I need more holidays off.

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