Dear Tom, (N/A ; Yes he calls his diary Tom)

Nami is upset again, she's been watching over her nieces and nephews and one is just like a little her. Sora was telling little Namine all about her, I had to stop her from going down and being seen. That's one of the rules. Don't be seen. Don't fail on your person. Don't drop any of our secrets into the world below. Too many more to note down.

Eighteen years I've been dead, I died at eighteen years old, today Nami is making me a cake with eighteen written on. But it isn't much to celebrate, but it's something.

Anything to keep us from breaking the rules.

The rules here aren't like laws on earth. They're binding, break one the punishment is severe.

They leave you with scars.

Not any you can see the worst kind.

Emotional scars, they'll do something to someone you love on earth.

Nami still cries over Sora's almost death. I can hear it in the night, when she thinks I'm asleep. It tears me up inside, that I can't meet who would me rightfully my nephews and nieces,

Not until they die anyway.

Which hopefully will not be soon, nobody deserves to die young.

Nobody, nobody that's not suffering anyway.

Nobody deserves to be murdered ether. And I still haven't forgiven myself. For getting killed, for causing so much grief, for being the cause of Namine's death and for causing more grief. One day I might be able to forgive myself, when nobody's grieving us anymore. When nobody misses us.

When I know everyone else has forgiven me.

And I don't know how long that will be, so for now, I'll just put on a brave face, hug Nami and get through the day.

Just take it one step at a time.

I just can't believe Riku killed Nami though, I know he didn't like us but to go that far...

Well, I'll just never know. Nami understands though, completely, that he was a lunatic, messed up. But she doesn't think that's gave him any right to kill anyone. I remember talking about it.

And shouting.

"Namine?" I called to her. I'd been told to come down to the gates to collect someone; I thought it would be my mum or dad. But apparently it was Namine, so full of life, rather sad lately, but still a lot of heartbeats left, a lot of breaths still to be taken in, so much life left, all of it wasted. "Namine!" I shouted a little louder, pushing through the crowd. "NAMINE!" I shouted as loud as I could and she turned around. "Finally Nami, how deaf have you gone in about what? A week?"

"Roxas!"She almost knocked me over with her flying tackle hug. "Roxi? Where are we?"

"Well," I said, my words going into her hair. "I would think some people would call it Heaven." She smiled, I could feel it more than see it.

"So, this isn't just a dream then?"

"No. I'm your greeter angel, if you find anyone you like more than me th-"I got cut off, Nami pressed a hand to my mouth and frowned.

"You're the best person I'll ever meet. Why would I want someone better then you?"She unwrapped her other arm from my waist, "Now, if your my greeter ghost does that mean you can tell me how I died?"

"Shot by I think you can guess who. If not I can give you some clues, green eyes, silver hair, name rhymes with Piku."

"Riku, I think."She grabbed my hand.

"I don't understand why he did it though, I mean he didn't like you because no matter what Sora and me would talk about you. Epically Sora, I think looking after you for so long you were embedded on his brain, along with Kairi. He hated us both, but why kill you?"

"Because he loved Sora."Her voice sarcastic, as we followed the path. " I don't know, because he was crazy? Whatever, but I understand that he did it and he's forgiven and all, but he had no right to kill me."Tears were blurring her eyes. "No right."

"Nami."I buried my face in her hair. "Nami, I know he has no right. You had a future ahead of you. A life, a family."

"And you didn't?"She practically shouted. "You didn't have a life ahead of you? A family? Me?" She whispered the last bit. "I didn't have much of life while I depressed. Did I?"

"Nami, I didn't mean I didn't love you." I pulled her into the biggest hug I could. "I still love you."

"Roxas."She said harshly. "Why did you have to die on me?"

"Because it was my time to go."I shrugged and before I could say anything she pulled me along the path.

"You seen my mum and dad?"

"Nope."

"Oh."

We eventually met her parents and they were very hard to please. We didn't go back, they thought Nami was a waste of a daughter. Me a waste of space and Sora, well let's just say there were words that I didn't understand.

Spanish. Nami knew it, they knew it, Sora probably knew it. But Nami slapped her mother and stormed off. I wonder what they said...

Well I guess I'll never know. I smell cake, so I'm going to get some as I'm starving. STARVING!

Roxas :(

X

"Roxas."Nami's voice rang through the house as I put down my pen. "You want some of this cake or not?"

"I'm coming!"Running through the house to the kitchen. It was a three-story house, a youth hostel. A place for teenagers to stay, until they want to leave, quite a few girls giggled as I past. Being the oldest (and the most awesome) I get a lot of flirts come my way, which drives Nami round the bend, little does she know, she's what most boys here want. "There you are." Nami had an apron and a little chef hat on. "I know. I look stupid; it was to humour the kids." A lot of shouts of 'hey' came to our ears.

"I don't think you look stupid." I tapped my chin. "I think you look... Hilarious." That got me a face full of flour.

"Hey!" Nami screamed as I threw an egg at her.

And the cake sat on the side, forgotten.

So whaddya think? It took a while to get going but...