A/N: BMW M6 Coupe - you'd want to search that up as well. I'm not a car fan, but I sure as hell love researching them for my stories.

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The Other Katsura.

Math was one of Naminé's least favourite subjects, but since it was first day the lecture flew by as quickly as homeroom, and soon enough she found herself walking towards the student centre with Kairi.

"Roxas seemed to be staring at you a lot," Kairi mentioned slyly, "Was he doing that in homeroom too?"

Naminé's cheeks were tinged pink. "You were looking at him?"

"Well, not all the time, but you know how you can just feel someone's stare? I knew he was looking at you the entire time!" Her cousin giggled, shaking her head. "Maybe he likes you."

"He doesn't even know me, Kairi." The blonde muttered as they entered the student centre. They walked further into the building and descended a few steps; the hallway opened up into a large cafeteria, already busy with students.

"He doesn't have to know you to think you're cute." Kairi waved towards someone in the distance; Sora was already at a table, along with three other people Naminé did not recognize. "Hey guys!"

"Hiya Kairi, Naminé." Sora scooted further down the bench to leave room for the girls. He quickly pecked Kairi on the cheek; the redhead smiled and laced their fingers together.

"Nami," She tugged on her cousin's sleeve with her free hand; Naminé glanced upwards and noticed that her cousin was gesturing towards the three strangers. "These are our friends Hayner, Pence and Olette."

Hayner had wavy blonde hair that was pushed back, and brown eyes. He looked a little intimidating at first, but when he finally smiled Naminé decided that he did not look so cold after all. "Hey."

Pence was a little on the chubby side with spiky black hair. His dark eyes twinkled under the sunlight that streaked through the tall windows. "Hello, Naminé." He waved one of his hands, which was holding a bright blue popsicle.

"It's nice to meet you, Naminé." Olette was very pretty, with dark brown hair and pale green eyes.

"Hi," Naminé waved back shakily, "It's nice to meet you too."

"So what kind of classes do you have this semester, Naminé?" Pence asked, licking casually at his popsicle.

"Um, I have History homeroom, t-then Math," Naminé tugged at her hair, not knowing why she felt so nervous, "Then English, and...I end with Gym."

"Nice, I've got English with you and Sora after this," Hayner smirked. "Aren't you hungry? The food they got here is actually worth eating, y'know."

"I'll go get it for you," Kairi released Sora's hand, "Olette, wanna tag along?"

The brunette sprung up from her seat and joined her friend as they made their way towards the lunch line. Sora scratched the back of his head and resumed scarfing down his lasagna. His spiky hair and dark blue eyes sparked something inside of Naminé and she was instantly reminded of her two previous classes.

"Oh, Sora-" The brunet looked up slowly at the mention of his name, "-your brother is in both of my classes."

"He is?" Sora chuckled and shook his head. "Well, you better remember his face, 'cause you're not gonna see him for awhile."

Naminé's head tilted to the side in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"He doesn't really go to class," Sora explained, "He usually shows up on the first day, and then just goes whenever he feels like."

"Er, may I ask why?"

"It's kind of complicated, really," Sora said as he placed his fork down on his tray, "I'm pretty sure you've figured out by now that Roxas and I are twins, which makes you assume that he and I are very close."

The blonde hesitated. "Um...you are, right?"

"Sorta," The brunet smiled ruefully, "Y'see, our parents divorced when we were really small. He moved out with Dad, while I stayed with Mom.

"I didn't see him much after that - only during the summertime, when he'd stay over. That was the only time we really hung out. When high school came around both my parents wanted him to have a better education, so he came to live with us permanently." He ran his hand through his hair. "I worry about him a lot; he's smart and everything, but he just doesn't try."

Right on cue, a loud splattering noise erupted from the entrance of the cafeteria. Sora, Hayner, Pence and Naminé's heads, along with the other students occupying the cafeteria, snapped towards the noise. Four senior students and a junior - Naminé realized with shock that it was Roxas - were standing at the bottom of the steps. All of them were staring at an overturned tray by their feet.

"DAMN IT!" One of them had sandy blond hair and green eyes; he was stomping his foot childishly and waving his fists. "I just wasted my seven bucks!"

A tall boy with fiery, spiky hair was laughing hysterically; he was doubled over with his hands clutching his stomach. "Oh God," He sighed, wiping his eyes; there were strange black markings underneath them, "That was rich!"

The only girl in the group rolled her green eyes and pinched the bridge of her small nose. "You are so stupid, Demyx."

"Can we just go sit? Everybody's staring." A boy with smoky grey hair drooping over his eyes was shaking his head.

Roxas was already making his way towards one of the empty tables near the back of the cafeteria, his shoulders hunched and his hands stuffed in his pockets. The fiery redhead grabbed the blond boy - Demyx - and dragged him towards the table; the girl and the grey haired boy tagged along.

"He hangs out with seniors?" Naminé gaped. Across from her, Hayner chuckled.

"He's known them longer than anybody else here, besides Sora of course."

Naminé's expression only grew more confused, and Sora sighed, running his fingers through his hair again.

"The five of them-" He jerked his head towards the table Roxas and the four seniors were sitting at, "-are part of a gang called The XIII. They're pretty bad; they get into a lot of fights with other gangs and cause all sorts of trouble in town. Those five are the youngest, though - the others are all out of school, the oldest being in his late twenties. Roxas has been a part of them since middle school."

"Wow." Was all Naminé could say.

"Hey guys," Olette and Kairi returned with their lunches; Kairi handed Naminé hers and eyed the expression on her face. She raised an eyebrow towards Sora. "You told her, didn't you?"

The brunet nodded, and Kairi sighed, turning back towards her cousin. "See what I mean by bad boy?"

Naminé's eyes drifted over to Roxas' table, and again their eyes met; she quickly turned around and grabbed her fork. "Yes," She said quickly, stabbing at her lasagna, "I do."

"Are you okay, Naminé?" Olette leaned forward a little to peer closer into the blonde's face. "You look a little red."

Kairi snickered. "I think someone's got a little crush."

Naminé shot her a glare. "N-no! I don't even know him!" When the other five laughed at her response, she sighed in defeat and tried to finish the rest of her lunch. When she was finished, Sora stood up with his tray in his hands.

"Ready to go?" She nodded, and followed him towards a metal rack, where they slid in their trays. Sora kissed Kairi goodbye (Naminé remembered to turn away when he did this) before leaving with Naminé and Hayner to the Arts Wing.

"Why is English in the Arts Wing?" Sora asked as they exited the student centre; his eyes glanced upwards towards the clear autumn sky and he placed his hands behind his head. "It's not an art…"

"Technically it is," Naminé giggled, "Since there's some creativity involved, like when you write stories and poems and such."

"Smart answer," Hayner praised, and the girl flushed in embarrassment.

The classroom looked nearly exactly the same as the previous two, except that the posters on the bulletin boards had information relating to English rather than Math or History. Naminé had the teacher sign her slip as usual, and she trotted back to where Sora and Hayner were sitting.

"Hey," Said Sora, "Didn't you say Roxas was in both of your morning classes?"

"Er, yeah," Naminé raised en eyebrow, "Why?" When she noticed that Sora's eyes were staring towards the doorway her own widened in horror. "Oh no," She murmured, "Are you serious?"

Beside her, Hayner chuckled. "Dead serious."

"Hey Roxas," Sora waved casually. Naminé stared at him with a what-are-you-doing expression painted all over her face, and he shrugged his shoulders. "What, I can't say hi to my own brother?"

Roxas wordlessly nodded towards his brother before taking his seat; Naminé could feel his eyes boring holes into the back of her head. Darn it, Kairi was right.

Class started, thankfully enough, and Naminé turned around in her seat to face the front of the class. She made the effort to concentrate fully on the lecture so she could forget about the person at the back who could not seem to keep his eyes off her, but she failed miserably. Her knuckles were white as they gripped the edge of her desk, and her stomach was jittery with nervousness; what was Roxas' problem? Did he not know that staring was rude?

"Naminé," She heard Sora whisper, "Class is over."

"Huh?" She snapped out of her reverie and noticed that the students were all getting up from their desks. She unhooked her bag and stood up so quickly she nearly knocked over her chair. "Oh, right - we've got Gym now, correct?"

The brunet grinned and nodded. "That's right."

"I'll see you guys after school!" Hayner waved goodbye before rushing off to his last class. Naminé and Sora made their way down the stairs and out the building, circling around and heading towards the back of campus. There was another Baroque-style building, along with a gigantic soccer field lined with bleachers and tall stadium lights; in the distance there was a lake and a few tennis courts. Beyond all that was a thick line of evergreen trees.

"You guys have everything here." She shook her head amusedly. Sora chuckled and rubbed the back of his head.

"I guess," He smiled as he opened the door for her. There was a small hallway and another set of doors that led to the large gym. The wall on the right was a large window that exposed the indoor swimming pool; on the left there was a window on the second floor that showed the weight room.

"This really is a gym," Naminé muttered to herself as she moved to sit on the polished floor with Sora. There were already a few students sitting there; a burly man sporting a pair of aviators was looming over them with his arms crossed. The blonde instantly remembered the slip of paper in her bag. "Oh!" She grabbed it and hastily made her way to the man.

"Ah, Naminé Hinomoto," Her Gym teacher smirked as he signed her paper, "Nice to meet you - I'm Mr. Tanaka. I trust you've been enjoying your first day at Brighton?"

Roxas' face appeared before her for a split second, but she shook it off. "Er, yeah, I have. Thanks." She scurried back to where Sora was sitting, only to notice that he was talking to somebody else; he had shaggy blond hair and bright blue eyes.

"Hey Naminé," Sora gestured to the stranger, "This is Tidus."

"Hiya," Tidus waved cheerily, and Naminé waved back.

"Well, well," Mr. Tanaka laughed, and everyone turned around to see who he was speaking to. Roxas had appeared, and he was rolling his eyes. "Look at what we have here. S'been awhile, Katsura."

Roxas only gave his teacher a sly smirk before dropping to the floor. Sora gave Naminé a similar smirk.

"Well, isn't that strange? You're in all of his classes." He whispered; she could still hear the grin in his voice.

"Shut up," Naminé grumbled; she could feel his twin's stare on her back again, and she hugged herself self-consciously.

Aside from Math, Gym was one of her worst subjects; being coordinately challenged anything that involved excess movement was considered a hazard to her. Luckily, since today was the first day they were not going to do anything, but Mr. Tanaka informed them that they were going to start tomorrow with 'something easy' - badminton.

"It's not that hard," Sora laughed as they left the PA Wing after class, "All you do is hit a little birdie with a racket that hardly weighs a thing."

"Easy for you to say," The blonde grumbled, shouldering her bag, "You've been gifted with something called hand-eye coordination."

"But don't you need that to draw and stuff? Kairi told me you were a great artist."

"That's different." They approached the SS Wing, where both of their lockers were. Kairi was already waiting by Naminé's.

"Hey guys," She greeted happily, "How was English and Gym?"

"You'll never believe this, Kairi," Sora snorted; Naminé glared at him but he continued on, "Roxas is in all of Naminé's classes!"

Kairi's eyes were wide and her mouth was half-open. "No way!" Soon she was laughing along with her boyfriend. "That's amazing. This obviously has to be some sort of sign."

"No," Naminé muttered in frustration as she opened her new locker, "It doesn't mean anything. So what if he's in all my classes? And like Sora said - he's most likely not going to show up much after today."

The brunet's shoulders sagged in disappointment. "Oh yeah...you're right."

Kairi gave the both of them a teasing wink. "Who knows - maybe you'll change his mind, Nami."

"Kairi!" Naminé wailed as her two friends burst out into another round of laughter. Kairi eventually calmed down when her phone rang.

"Oh, alright. We'll be there soon." She flipped her phone to a close and waved it in front of her cousin and boyfriend. "Hayner and them are waiting outside by the student centre. Shall we?"

Naminé nodded. "Yeah, I have to bring my slip thingy back to the office anyway."

The three walked out into the crisp afternoon air; students were now clumped together in groups, chatting animatedly about their day. Some were riding around on bikes, rollerblades and skateboards. Everything looked so perfect - even television could not replicate something like this. Naminé quickly excused herself for a minute to return her slip, and then raced back outside to join everybody.

"Hey guys!" Olette was waving towards them; her and the other two boys were sitting on the steps leading to the student centre.

"Hey Olette," Kairi glanced at Naminé out of the corner of her eye, and the blonde sighed. "Guess what?"

"Hm?"

"Roxas is in all of Naminé's classes!"

Olette and Pence gaped at the poor blonde while Hayner suppressed a snort. Naminé groaned and smacked her forehead with the heel of her palm.

"It's not that big of a deal, you know…"

"She does have a point there," Pence pointed out, and she inwardly thanked him for having at least one person on her side, "He'll most likely never show up after today."

"I dunno…" Kairi tapped her chin with her finger, "I have a feeling things are gonna be different from now on, now that Naminé's around…"

A loud car horn blared into everyone's ears, causing them to jump in surprise. They all turned towards the curb, where a shiny, dark grey car was waiting.

Hayner let out a low whistle. "BMW M6. Nice."

Kairi suddenly burst out in laughter; Naminé's head snapped towards her with one eyebrow raised. "What? What is it?"

"The signs just keep coming," The redhead sighed, wiping her eyes.

Sora hoisted his bag over his shoulder and kissed Kairi on the cheek. "It's Roxas, Naminé," The mention of his brother's name made the blonde's cheeks flare up. "I'll see you guys tomorrow!" He bounded down the steps and disappeared inside the passenger's seat of the nice car. Naminé caught a glimpse of dirty blonde spikes before Sora slammed the door shut.

"Sora's really gotta get his license," Kairi mumbled, "Roxas is getting tired of driving him everywhere."

Naminé spun around to face her cousin. "You talk to him?"

The redhead eyed her skeptically. "Eager, aren't you?" Naminé huffed, and Kairi laughed. "Sometimes, yes, when he's not running around causing trouble for the establishment. He's not as bad as everybody thinks he is - think of him as a quieter Sora."

The black Maybach strolled up to the curb right on cue, and Kairi grabbed her cousin's wrist, pulling her towards it. "Bye guys," Naminé managed to wave to her new friends before climbing inside the car.

"So how was your first day, Miss Naminé?" Takai's voice could be heard from the little opening above the flat screen television.

"It went fine," She replied as she buckled her seatbelt, "Classes aren't so bad, but I'm kinda dreading Gym." She sank into her seat, imagining the kinds of disasters that would most likely happen tomorrow.

"It still amazes me how you can be so perfect when you're doing anything art related, yet when someone hands you a ball, a bat or a racket you're all over the place." Kairi shook her head; Takai was laughing from the driver's seat. "You're lucky you've got Sora and Tidus - they're pro with anything athletic."

Naminé flushed. "I can't help it." She mumbled pathetically.

Kairi leaned in a little bit to add in a much lower voice, "Roxas is pretty athletic too, you kno-ow!" Naminé had smacked her in the arm to shut her up.

Ten minutes later the car pulled into the cobblestone roundabout of the Hinomoto manor; Takai helped the girls out like he usually did, and the both of them thanked him before making their way inside.

"Girls!" Ryo appeared out of nowhere, startling Naminé. Kairi stood stock still, her smile still evident. "How was your first day?"

"Fine," The both of them answered; Kairi was a little more energetic whereas Naminé sounded somewhat monotonous. Ryo did not seem to notice, however, and he chuckled.

"I'm glad you're liking it so far, Naminé. I don't want to keep you, so I'll be heading off now. See you at dinner!"

"So what do you want to do now?" Kairi asked once her dad left, "First day of school and we've got no homework."

Naminé tugged on her hair. "Um, I have to call my parents first…"

"Oh right - okay, you go do that then." Kairi began to make her way towards the marble staircase. "When you're finished, though, come to my room!"

The blonde laughed and moved to follow her. "Alright."

The first thing Naminé did when she entered her room was change out of her uniform; she pulled on a thin white t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Uniforms...what was their purpose anyway? To make one look like a dork? She belly-flopped on her bed and reached for the cordless phone. Her mother picked up after only two rings.

"Hello?"

"Mom!" Naminé cried; it was comforting to hear her mother's voice again.

"Oh, Naminé! How was your first day?"

The blonde barreled forward with her explanation; she told her mother about her new room and the art studio Kairi prepared for her. She explained how Brighton Academy had five buildings, and how the desks had hooks on the side for her bag. She spoke about Sora, Hayner, Pence and Olette and the classes she had. She briefly contemplated whether or not she should talk about Roxas, but she decided it was best not to.

"Sounds like you're liking your new school, honey." Ayame sounded relieved. She should be; at least she knew now that she was not wasting her money. "And that was a very nice thing for Kairi to do - you should thank her somehow."

"Yeah, I've been meaning to get her back on it but I have no idea what to do." Naminé twisted her hair around her finger. "I guess I'll have to think about it some more."

"Anyway, I have to go and run some errands before dinner. Your father and I are very proud of you, Naminé, and we're happy that you're liking Brighton." The smile in Ayame's voice was not hard to hear. "We'll be sure to call you soon!"

"Okay Mom," Naminé grinned, "It was nice talking to you. I love you - and tell Dad that I love him too!"

Ayame laughed. "I will, and we both love you very much. Bye now."

There was a click, and the line went flat. Naminé placed the phone back in its dock and rolled off the bed. Her bare feet padded against the soft carpet as she walked out of her room. She raised a fist to knock it against Kairi's door, but just as her knuckles were inches away from the smooth wood it opened, revealing her redheaded cousin dressed in capris and a t-shirt.

"H-how did you know-" Naminé's eyes were confused. Kairi giggled and covered her hand with her mouth.

"Come on," She pulled her by the wrist and led her inside. Kairi's room was similar to Naminé's, except that the walls were a pale pink and there were posters of singers and bands all over. If Kairi had all the grace in the family, then Naminé had the neatness - numerous pieces of clothing were lying carelessly all over the carpeted floor, and some were even hanging off her bed and desk chair. A large stereo was resting against the wall in between her desk and bookcase, and it was playing some kind of sappy rock song.

"You don't clean up much, do you?" Naminé asked wryly as she sat on the edge of the unmade bed. Kairi shook her head and absently kicked at a pair of jeans.

"Nah, and I don't want to put the maids through hell by cleaning up this black hole of a place, so I tell them to leave it alone." She flopped on the bed beside her cousin, placing her hands behind her head. "So how do you like Brighton so far?"

"It's really nice," Naminé answered honestly, "Everything just seems so perfect. The atmosphere, the people...it's so movie material." Her hand reached for her hair. "Hayner, Pence, Olette and Sora are really nice too. Do they all live in this area?"

Kairi nodded. "Well, Hayner and Pence actually live downtown. The other two, though, live not so far away." She rolled on her stomach and glanced upwards at the blonde. "Some of the students here aren't actually 'high class'-" She made quotation marks with her fingers, "-they just have the money to afford the tuition."

"Like those seniors Roxas was hanging out with?" Naminé found it kind of hard to imagine members of a notorious street gang living in a high end McMansion.

"Ah, so you do want to know more about him!"

Naminé rolled her eyes. "Okay, so what if I do? When someone tells you that somebody in your class is part of a gang, wouldn't you be curious too?"

Kairi sighed, defeated. "Fine, fine...you win this round. You're right, by the way - those guys you saw with Roxas during lunchtime all live in the city. Sora told you that they're called The XIII, right?" Naminé nodded and the redhead continued. "They're called The XIII because there are only thirteen members, and they all have names with x's in them. Kinda cool, if you think about it."

"Really?"

"Yep - there's Roxas," Kairi began to count on her fingers, "Demyx, the guy who dropped his lasagna, Axel, the redheaded dude with stuff under his eyes, Larxene, the girl, and Zexion, the moody looking one. Those are the youngest members and the only ones attending school. The older ones, I think their names are Luxord, Lexaeus, Xaldin, Xigbar, Vexen, Marluxia, Saïx and Xemnas, the leader."

Naminé's brow furrowed. "Interesting. You sure seem to know a lot about them." She lowered onto the bed, lying right beside Kairi. "Why did Roxas decide to move with his dad? Didn't he want to stay close to his brother?"

Kairi smirked. "Well, I am dating the brother of a member. I don't think he had much of a choice - they were around four or so when their parents separated. I don't really know much of the story but I heard the divorce wasn't a pretty one. I remember Sora telling me once that his dad was sick of the upper class society and he didn't want his sons to get sucked into it, so he tried winning them over in a custody battle. He only ended up with Roxas in the end."

The blonde's face fell. "That's so sad."

Her cousin nodded in agreement. "Yeah. Roxas and his dad moved to the city, where he met Axel and the others. When it was time for high school both of his parents agreed that he needed a better education, so that's how he ended up back here. He and Sora are supposed to be visiting their dad this summer, though."

"What a life." Naminé sighed and brushed her bangs away from her face. The sappy song playing softly from the radio ended and an equally sappy sounding one began. "When he first came into History the girls were practically swooning over him, but the guys didn't look so thrilled."

Kairi laughed. "Well if you were a guy, wouldn't you be a bit peeved that all the girls in school are paying attention to someone that wasn't you?" She grabbed a pillow and stuffed it underneath her head. "Surprisingly enough, though, he hasn't really gone out with anybody."

This caused Naminé's eyes to widen. "Really?"

Her cousin raised an eyebrow. "Yes, shocking isn't it?" Naminé flushed, and Kairi burst out in laughter. "Well, now that I think about it, he sorta had a girlfriend once."

"Who was it?"

"Olette." Naminé almost fell off the bed when Kairi mentioned their friend's name. "It's kind of a cute story, really; Roxas would always stay over at his mom's during the summertime, so they only had two months together every year. It was that whole summer romance thing, and it went on for at least two or so years before the both of them realized that it was just too hectic to hold together - plus Roxas was always running off with The XIII, and that really worried her."

Naminé's fingers pulled through her hair. "He's really dedicated to that gang, isn't he?"

Kairi smiled sadly. "Well, y'know what they say - bros before hoes."

"You're ridiculous." Naminé reached for a pillow and playfully smacked Kairi in the face. Both cousins snorted with laughter, and soon an all out pillow fight erupted between the two girls. They bounced around Kairi's room dodging pillows, both full with the giggles. Fifteen minutes later they were sitting on the floor with their backs against the edge of Kairi's bed.

Kairi sighed and threw her arms around her cousin. "I'm so glad you're here; you make life more interesting."

Naminé smiled as she leaned to rest her head on the redhead's shoulder. "I'm glad I'm here too."

Kairi giggled softly. "You should be - if you weren't, you wouldn't have met the enigma that is Roxas Katsura." Naminé glanced upwards to glare at her, but the redhead shrugged it off. "Don't look at me like that; you're intrigued, admit it!"

"Only because he's your boyfriend's twin brother." The blonde muttered stubbornly.

"I never knew you were into rebels."

"You're lucky the pillow's too far for me to reach."

There was a quiet, polite knock behind Kairi's door. "Excuse me, Miss Kairi and Miss Naminé?" A shy feminine voice could be heard from the other side.

"Yes?" Both girls perked up at the mention of their names.

"I'm here to inform you that dinner should be ready in half an hour or so."

"Okay," Kairi replied, "Thanks!" She released her hold on Naminé and began to crawl around the piles of clothes scattered about the floor. "Hm...what to wear, what to wear…"

"I don't get why we have to dress up for dinner, especially when there isn't anybody to look good for." Naminé pulled on her hair as she watched Kairi rifle through a few wrinkled shirts. The blonde ducked, narrowly avoiding a tank top that her cousin had tossed away.

"I don't get it either, but I like dressing up so I don't really mind." The redhead sat back and tucked her hair behind her ears. "You should find something to wear too."

Naminé giggled. "It won't take me as long as you - I've put my closet to good use."

"Ha-ha." A pair of shorts was tossed into the blonde's face.

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A/N: The sappy rock song Kairi had on her stereo was Tired and Uninspired by My American Heart, and the second song was Learning to Breathe by Switchfoot. At least that's how I pictured it. Did you have any different ones in mind?