In all our lives, we come across people.
People who impact us, in ways we could never imagine.
Until the effects are quite set in place....

Act one: A new day dawns

"If it where up to me, school would only last a week" The boy with the blond spiky hair and the beautiful deep brown eyes stated in his 'matter of fact' way.
"Why only a week Hayner? I mean if its that short...why have any of it?" Questioned the only girl of the group, with brown hair and green eyes.
"Because" He took a look lick of his sea-salt ice cream "That's enough time to see all your friends, get a year book, sign it, make plans, get phone numbers,
and plan out your whole summer!" He laughed, and so did the rest of his friends. Hayner glanced over to the chubby boy with brown hair and brown eyes, asking
"Why are you so quite today Pence?"
Pence looked up from his ice cream, most people would see a teenager like Pence and guess he never misses out on his ice cream, but today it was dripping on the
floor as it melted. Pence was a deep thinker despite his looks. He was really out of it.
"What where you guys talking about?" He finally managed to say.
The girl got up, threw away her Popsicle stick, and sighed "You've been so out of it lately..."
Pence looked down, watching without emotion as his ice cream fell to the floor off his stick.
"Sorry Olette...I guess...I'm worried about Roxas."
The group looked up. Standing in the doorway was a short boy, about Hayners height, in a black and white outfit. His hair hung down in his face, drenched.
A giggle arose from Olette "Wow it's really raining huh?"
The boy dripped as he came into the club house, sat on a box next to Hayner and sighed "I hate the rain...."
Pence handed the wet boy a towel and smiled "Well at least it's only a few days till summer! That means the rain is warm right? You know we were worried, I wish you-"
"Slow down Pence, I've only been here for 2 minutes, can I breath before you start attacking me with questions?" Roxas cut him off.
The mood in the club house went from somber and quite to lighthearted and cheerful.
The group just wasn't the same without him. They hadn't known Roxas for that long but he was the heart of the group.

"That boy has such a big heart..."
"For someone lacking one" The man in that familiar black coat interrupted.
"Why must you focus on that so much? Be happy you are getting your friend back...Seems like that's all you care about" His voice was as cold and dark as he looked, his face wrapped
in red bandage matching his coat. His orange eyes shown as he spoke to the man in the black hood.
"That is all I care about...what else is there to live for?" Looking like a member of that familiar organization that had once imprisoned Roxas, as it set his heart free.
DiZ, the man in the wrappings, watched Roxas live his life. He was waiting for the day he could set everything right again.
But with DiZ, a man in the organization coats sat, talked, and watched along side him, waiting for not the day of revenge and pain, but of love and reuniting with the man he once loved and lost.

Back at the club house, Roxas was dry and with his own sea-salt ice cream.
"I can't believe it...It seems like just yesterday I started school with you guys, and we are just two days away from the first day of summer!!" His voice was quite but excited.
Pence had risen back from his despair as Roxas was here; in fact the whole group was much happier.
The smell of the clean air wafted into the club house. The rain had stopped.
"You have all the luck don't you little guy?" Laughed Hayner "You're here for 5 minutes and the rain stopped and the sun comes out, look rainbows!!" Hayner had almost fell over laughing.
Roxas gave Hayner his signature "Death Glare" as they called it "Shut up Hayner...I've had a bad day..."
Getting up, Olette interjected "I bet! I saw you in math today, really just wailed on you didn't he? I mean how are you suposta know how to find X? It not like he taught it all year to us..."
Another death glare, this time at Olette, shut her up.
"I mean...I don't know something just doesn't feel right...Like something's gonna happen or..."
"Or what? You're just paranoid. Besides, be excited, it's your first summer in twilight town!" Hayner stood, and raised his fist to the air in "victory".

Act two: Those who don't have hearts shouldn't feel...

The night was cold. As had been the day. His whole life was cold and lonely now.
He sat in that old chamber. The one that he had met his one true love. The prison that had sunken the soul of his mate. The hell that was made heaven with one quick kiss.
Staring out the window of this prison, though all he saw was darkness, he dreamed. He dreamed of the day they would meet again. He dreamed of that long ago kiss.
He dreamed, because that was the only joy he had left.
His once lipid emerald eyes had become dull, and his once glorious smile had became a perpetual frown.
He no longer talked with a cocky tone. He very rarely did talk anymore.
The organizations leader, Xemnas, had none punished him like he had thought. Even if he had, Axel would have liked it.
It would have given him something to fill the void. Maybe Xemnas would have even turned him into dusk. Then he knew he wouldn't be able to feel.
Or so he thought.
Still, with all this rushing through his mind, he still dreamed of only the boys' smile and the blue eyes that had given him so much hope. Hope, he would one day see the sky, grass, trees, and life, as
he did when human so many time. He never knew how much he took for granted in his last life.
Demyx had told him that few nobodys where lucky enough to remember lives as human. Nobodys that did, where special. Special enough to join the organization.
That's the line that had made him join. But Demyx had told him many times since then this same line.
That line once gave him hope to. Although it seemed childish to him, he didn't care. He thought maybe he would become human again. Get back his heart.
Then he walked into that prison, with that hot dinner, for the man of his dreams.
The day they kissed, was the day he learned that he didn't need a heart to feel love. He had learned a lot of things being with Roxas. Today, and every day since he lost him, he reviewed them in his mind, as he stared into the darkness of the window...

As Axel pondered his life and what was to become of it, Demyx walked into the door.
He stood tall, with blond hair. He was never the quite one in the organization, always telling everyone his own opinion, as if anyone wanted to hear him.
This was not one of his "quite days" and Axel was about to hear all about it.

"Your such a little fagot" he told Axel, who was still dreaming out the window "I can't believe you miss that little runt, besides" He sat with Axel, who was still not looking up "It's your fault he's gone now anyway."
Demyx's voice was very upsetting to Axel. It wasn't what he said that angered him, it was the tone, and Axel was all about tone of voice.
Rising to his feet, the old Axel would have socked Deymx in the face and walked out without a word, but that was before he got his heart broken.
Axel simply looked at the blond devil and walked away, angering Deymx more.
Also standing with Axel, Deymx took what the old Axel would have done and turned it on him, punching him in the back, a kidney shot.
With a grunt of pain from Axel, Deymx felt victorious, that is until he saw Axel swing back around for what will be another black eye for Deymx.
As Deymx fell, the nape of his neck collided with the steel bed frame, as his world went black he heard Axel, in his old smug voice, say "Don't mess with me or Roxas, got it memorized?"

Act three: Summer boys

Finally the first day of summer had arrived. The gang was ecstatic, all but Roxas.
He was dreaming, as was his soul mate in a far away land.
Hayner and the gang made plans to get their favorite ice cream and sit atop the twilight tower, the tower over the train station.
Roxas wasn't really into it; he had things to think about. He had been having weird dreams for the past month. Dreams of a dark castle, and a man with deep green eyes, and flowing red hair.
In his dreams he felt so happy with the man, all they seemed to do was walk and hold hands or talk, and Roxas loved every minute of it. Then he woke up and he became more depressed then he ever had. Somehow he kept getting worse every time he woke up. Late in the last week of school, he started taking unnecessary sleeping drugs. He started showing up later and later for seeing his friends, he was even skipping his first few morning classes. If you where Hayner or Pence, missing school wasn't a big deal, but Roxas had always been perfectly on time and always tried his hardest.
Roxas' dreams are what kept him sane, and alive. If he couldn't see that man in his sleep, he didn't know what he would do.

Atop the tower, the gang and the ever so reluctant Roxas ate ice cream in silence.
They all had questions they knew they shouldn't ask.
That is, until Hayner blurted out what everyone was thinking "Roxas what has been wrong with you lately? Are you going to go like emo or something?"
Watching his ice cream melt as he always did when thinking, Roxas didn't look up. He didn't need to.
"I'm…Going through something ok? Don't bug me…"
Biting down on his own sea-salt ice cream Hayner snared "Well you know what? I care about you! WE care about you! You can't be so selfish as to not let your friends in when something's wrong!! You've been acting like a complete attention whore for like 2 months now and you don't give us any reason, well I'm sick of it! Tell us what the hell is wrong before I shove you off this tower and give you a REAL reason to be upset!!" Hayner was out of breath after this.
There was a long pause. Roxas slowly finished his ice cream and got up.
"I don't need this."
He started down the tower, Olette called after him "Where are you going!? This isn't helping anything you know…"
Stopping only for a moment, Roxas replied "I'm an attention whore remember, I'm going to get myself some more attention…"