Well, here it is: Chapter 4. I'm trying to update faster, but I'm so busy with school and everything. Anyway, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts or the characters. Don't come after me with crazy sawed-off shotguns and rabid alien penguins and kill me.

Chapter 4: The Reunion

Her father looked at her disapprovingly. "Young lady, what's the problem?"

"What?" she said. "Those stupid birds woke me up and-"

"I don't care! What did we tell you about shouting?"

"…not to…but-"

"No buts! It's time to wake up anyhow. It's almost noon, and we're home."

While she had her little outburst, the emerald-eyed girl never took the time to notice the change of surroundings. The air was considerably warmer, and palm trees dotted the land. As she noticed this, she became ecstatic. Finally, her nightmares were over. She was home.

The weather was balmy and clear; the wind was gently blowing. Late morning slowly turned into early afternoon. A certain teenage girl sat in the back seat of a taxi cab anxiously awaiting the moment when she could jump out and explore her new home. She nervously tapped her foot against the floor, yet another one of her nervous habits. She seemed to have a lot of those. She was too anxious to concentrate on anything else but her new home.

"Excuse me. I'd really hate to bother you, but are we almost there?" Casey asked the driver politely so as not to annoy him.

"Yep, we're almost there. You'll be home in about five minutes." He responded sounding cheerful.

"Thank goodness! I'm dying to see our new house."

The anxious girl looked outside to view her surroundings. She was welcomed by a pleasant surprise. The island looked somewhat different from what she remembered. She noticed that more houses had been built, the streets were considerably more crowded, and the place looked altogether vaster. It was amazing what people could accomplish in almost a decade.

Casey also took time to notice the people. To her, they all seemed so calm and at ease. It was as if nothing in the world could bother them. Although she didn't find anyone she immediately recognized, she noticed that some individuals looked very vaguely familiar.

Among the people walking the streets, she observed a group of small children playing soccer in a nearby lot. They seemed to be having so much fun that the emerald-eyed girl almost wanted to join them. She remembered being that age and playing soccer with her old friends here on the island. That was a long time ago, it seemed.

Putting that thought aside, she noticed something else. It was the little islet she and her friends used to play on when she was a child. Casey remembered fondly running around playing various games on that island with the friends she held so close to her heart. The thought of that day, nine years ago, when she moved away, almost brought tears to her eyes. She couldn't bring herself to cry, though. She was more focused on the current happiness of returning home.

"Casey….Casey…." her mother gently called shaking her.

"Huh? Wh…what?" she said trying to snap out of her daydream.

"Casey, we're home…." Her mother said.

"Oh… Hold the phones! We are?" She was just now realizing what her mother had told her.

"That's what I've been trying to tell you. Come on. Get your bags, and let's go inside."

"Coming….!" She shouted jubilantly.

She yanked her suitcases from the trunk of the cab and raced into the house. Before trying to find her perfect bedroom, she paused for a moment to look around. She was very excited by what she saw. The house had two stories and was very spacious. It contained a large living room, a kitchen, some sort of office, a door leading to a deck outside with a faint view of the ocean, and what appeared to be a laundry room. The walls were a beautiful shade of blue. Deep aqua: the color of the ocean.

This house is gorgeous! Casey thought. Now, I can't wait to see the upstairs and pick a room for myself!

With that, she ran (more like teetered) upstairs with her suitcases to explore. The walls were the same aqua shade as the one's downstairs. The upstairs level contained a single hallway with three bedrooms each with small walkways, and what could pass as an office at the very end. Compared to the miniscule apartment in Hollow Bastion where she used to live, this house seemed like a mansion.

Setting her bags down, Casey entered the nearest room. The raven-haired girl was completely amazed by what she saw. In her mind, the room was perfect. It wasn't too small, yet it wasn't too large. It had a bathroom attached and a small closet. Also, the windows opened to reveal a walkway with a spectacular view of the gently rolling sea below her. It was rather picturesque. She had decided; this would be her new room.

Without her noticing, Casey's dad sneaked behind her and said, "That's quite a view, isn't it?"

With that, the surprised teen went pale and jumped about three feet into the air. (Sorry, I had to add something funny)

"DAD! You scared the crap out of me!" she exclaimed panting.

He stood behind his daughter chuckling. "Sorry, honey. I couldn't resist."

Casey laughed nervously. "Heh heh…. That was pretty funny, I guess."

"That's exactly why I did it."

"So, what are we gonna do today?"

"Hm…" He paused to think. "I've got an idea. Why don't we walk around the island or something?"

"That's a great idea! I'm gonna go get ready. I'll be ready in about five minutes, okay?"

"Alright. Just come downstairs whenever you're ready."

"Okay!" she said enthusiastically.

Casey's father exited so that his daughter could get ready. As soon as he left, she began to rummage through one of her suitcases for something to wear. After a while of trying to decide, she finally came to a consensus. She extracted a pair of baggy camo shorts that reached the top of her knees, a black tank top, a pair of tennis shoes, and a cap that matched her shorts. Seeming satisfied with her selection, she disappeared into the closet and stripped herself of her clothes. The windows in her room lacked shutters, and God forbid if some random pervert saw her changing.

When she finished changing, she stepped out of the closet, grabbed some money, and ran downstairs to meet her parents. Now that they were all ready, they exited their new home and left to explore the island.

The sun was extremely bright, and the air was very warm. Casey and her family were walking around the town. As they walked, they noticed many things: coffee shops, a mall, and many people bustling about the streets. City life was amazing.

After a while of walking, something caught Casey's eye. She noticed a dark room with a multitude of flashing lights and loud noises inside: an arcade. Unlike most girls her age whose sole interests were make-up and boys, she liked video games. Especially Dance Dance Revolution. She was never exactly what you would call a girly girl.

She stared wide eyed at the arcade, a smile gracing her features.

"Oh no. She found the arcade," her mother said.

"Oh mom, can I go there for a while? Please?"

"Um… I don't see why not."

"YAY!" She glomped her mother fiercely.

"Dear, you're… choking… me…" she gasped.

"Sorry bout that…" Casey gasped.

The teenage girl started to run off, but her mom stopped her in her tracks. "You can go to the arcade, but meet us in this exact spot in an hour and a half." She said.

"Okay, gotcha. Bye mom! Bye dad!" and then she ran off.

They departed with Casey going to the arcade and her parents heading to a nearby coffee shop. The emerald-eyed girl ran so fast, she failed to pay attention to the people around her. Before she could stop herself, she had run smack-dab into someone.

"Oh my gosh! I'm sorry!" she apologized.

"That's okay. Just be more careful next time, okay?" the person responded. The voice obviously belonged to a male.

"…Okay…" she replied.

He extended his hand to help her up, and she took it. She turned to face him so

that she could properly thank him. As soon as she opened her mouth to speak, she felt a lock of silver hair brush against her cheek and saw him disappear in to the arcade.