Hello my peoples! This is the Haji chapter. He has got to be the best character in this whole series. But, let me get one thing straight before you continue. Haji is NOT named after me. I created him in a history class I had two years ago. I gave him the whole name Haji Kurazaki. I named myself after him because I liked the way the named looked when it was written down. I am not that conceited that I name a character after myself. I am named after him. There is a huge difference.

I don't own Kingdom Hearts, but it will be mine one day. *shifty eyes*

And, one more thing. You people who don't review are making me so sad. I want people to tell me what they think other than it was good. I want more feedback from you. Even stuff that you didn't like. Please, help an author out. That means you, non-reviewers. *glare-ness*

Anyways, enjoy. :)

Asmuth stayed on the bench, silently going over what had happened on The Lord of the Flies. He remembered the white worms that had slithered out of the remains of the enemy. He knew what they were. He just couldn't deal with the reality of the situation.

He cracked an eye open and saw both Roxel and Soriku leaning on each other. Soriku twitched from the pain in her side. The cabin had been cleaned by Stitch, who was sitting in the cockpit, fiddling with the controls.

Asmuth closed his eyes and rested, but it wasn't long before a blue claw poked him gently. When he opened his eye, Stitch was sitting on his chest, smiling.

"Stitch was thinking," Stitch said, jumping off of Asmuth.

Asmuth sat up. "What's that?"

Stitch pulled out a Navigation gummi. It was different then the one they found in The Lord of the Flies. This one was dull and lifeless. It held no glow or personality. It was black.

Asmuth looked at the gummi. "What is that?"

Stitch just smiled and wiggled his ears happily. "Haji!"

"Haji?"

Stitch disengaged the gummi from the control panel and replaced it with the black one. "Cousin!"

Asmuth woke Roxel and Soriku and threw himself into a seat. "Buckle up. We're taking a little bit of a detour."

Roxel strapped Soriku in and buckled himself. "Where are we going?"

Asmuth shrugged. "To get a friend, I guess."

A warphole opened and sucked them in, Stitch cackling the whole ride.

The Gummi ship landed safely on the top of a black mountain. Stitch exited the ship first, sniffing the black and gray rocks. Asmuth followed. He looked over the edge of the mountain.

It landscape was black. The sky, black. Everything was black, with faint purple swirled into the sands. There was no sun or moon to speak of. Just darkness. The only thing that gave the slightest illumination was a city that was far onto the distance. There seemed to be a purple glow about it.

"Is that where we need to go?" Asmuth asked Stitch.

Stitch rooted around for a little while longer before he pointed to the city. "Haji!"

Asmuth looked into the cabin of the ship. "Are you guys coming?"

Soriku barely moved. Roxel jumped to his feet. "I'm coming."

Asmuth shook his head. "One of us needs to stay if Soriku isn't coming. And by the way she looks, I'd say she's not."

Roxel puffed out his chest. "I'll go. I can use a weapon now. You can handle yourself here. You know magic. And maybe Lexicon will give you a hint about where Kingdom Hearts is."

Asmuth opened his mouth to protest, but stopped. "Fine. Stay with Stitch. You're looking for a guy named Haji."

Roxel nodded. "Guy named Haji. Got it."

Stitch hopped on Roxel's back. "Let's go!"

Roxel looked over the edge of the monolith and climbed down. He was careful to use every foothold he could find. There weren't very many. Soon, he came to the last one.

"Stitch," Roxel said. "A little help here."

Stitch nodded and sprouted an extra pair of arms. Alien hair grew from his back, and two antennae poked from the top of his head. He grabbed Roxel with his extra hands and scurried the rest of the way down.

The ground wasn't the same sandy consistency as the top of the monolith. It was gelatinous. It was gooey. It clamped onto Roxel's shoes and made horrible sucking noises when he shook his foot free. He climbed onto a rock and sat on it.

"We can't walk on this, Stitch. "Roxel said. "We need to find another way to cross."

Stitch pointed to the city again. "Haji."

Roxel stared at the city. "I know, Stitch. But we need to figure out how to get there."

Stitch jumped in place. "Glide."

Roxel turned to him. "Glide?"

Stitch laughed. "Magic. Glide."

Roxel frowned. "I don't know how to do magic."

Stitch put his claw over his heart. "Believe."

Roxel put his own hand over his heart. He tried to find whatever it was that Stitch was talking about. He felt a warm feeling, but other than that, there was nothing. "I don't think I can do it."

Stitch hugged Roxel, "Believe, Cousin."

Roxel sighed inwardly and concentrated. He searched his whole being for a part of him that believed he could fly. A small part. Even if it was only an inkling. But, again, he found nothing.

"Stitch…I—"

Roxel quieted as he gently hovered above the rock. He was floating! Actually floating. And he believed that he could Glide. He smiled widely, happy at his ability to use such enchanting magic. He turned his thoughts to the city, and his body obeyed his every thought.

Little did he know, Asmuth was reading spells from Lexicon, silently wishing them good luck.

Roxel whooped out loud as he flew through the heavy air. He twirled and tumbled and plummeted, laughing as loud as he could. He had never felt so free, so alive. He cherished every moment he had as he danced, exercising every move imaginable. He loved flying. There was nothing else like it.

Stitch flew nearby, not being able to keep up with Roxel's delight. He lazily drifted towards the city, ignoring Roxel's squeals of excitement. He only became alert when he saw a dark figure rise from the city skyline.

"Roxel!" Stitch yelled. Roxel hadn't heard him, so he frantically chased the young enthusiast.

Roxel turned. He dropped from the sky when his concentration was momentarily broken by the creature that had noticed them.

It was huge. A great winged heartless. Bigger than the largest Wyvern. It had furling wings that flapped quickly. It was gaining on them, screeching into the inky sky. It had glowering yellow eyes that focused solely on its target.

Roxel panicked and dove towards the ground, hoping that the heartless hadn't seen him. Unfortunately, the heartless veered towards them, slowing to a restless anticipation. It did not attack right away. It was obviously waiting for something.

Roxel traveled only a few feet off the gelatinous ground. He looked up at the heartless. Its size was heart-stopping. It had looked so much smaller when he saw it rise from the city. The sheer vastness of its underside was enough to drain the color completely from Roxel's cheeks. He couldn't believe something so large could exist. It had to be the size of the sky itself.

Stitch flew faster. Roxel followed the best he could, still cowering at the size of the heartless. A loud bellow drew their attention to the wide mouth of the super-sized monster. Roxel watched in horror as hundreds of Wyvern departed from the mouth of the huge beast.

They flew collectively, like a flock of hungry raven, heading straight for Roxel and Stitch. Their yellow eyes moving about madly. Their strong legs tucked under their muscular bodies. They were killing machines.

Roxel summoned his Chakrams and held them, poised for battle. He turned so he flew backside down. The Wyvern kicked their legs out and tried to claw Roxel, but one flick of his wrist and the Chakrams sliced their appendages off, showering him in black fluid. It wasn't quite blood, but it had the same feel and odor.

The wyverns screeched and dropped into the gooey earth. It swallowed them and spit their hearts out. Roxel continued further, listening to the shrill cries as more heartless lost their limbs and fell into the void.

Many of the Wyverns fell back, and Roxel's Chakrams returned to him, slick with blood. He didn't dismiss them. He tried to keep a hold of the slick metal, almost dropping them, but they stayed in his grasp. He was surprised that the attack was so short, but he had not seen the droves of Dustflier heartless rise up.

Their predominately brown skin barely contrasted against the dark sky. The only thing that really stood out was their red tipped claws, and the heartless emblem on their chests. Roxel raised high up to their level and flung the Chakrams at them, but they used their club-like tails to deflect them. His weapons did not return to him. Roxel ducked under the barrage of spiked tails and grabbing claws, trying to reach his ever falling weapons.

But, to his horror, he was snatched out of the air by a hooked pink-purple tail. He was being carried away by a Phantomtail. Its wide wings slapped Stitch away. He fell into the dark void below, and Roxel was taken away.

"Stitch!"

Roxel tried to break free, the Phantomtail holding fast. Many other heartless tried to steal Roxel, but the Phantomtail was much bigger and faster than the Dustfliers. It opened his mouth and unleashed a fierce ball of blue energy, which exploded, knocking many of the heartless out of the sky.

Then it whacked Roxel. He fell into darkness as he was swept to the purple city.

Roxel woke in a stupor. He was shackled to the floor with huge blocks that encased his whole hand. He struggled to move, but he was too weak to move the blocks.

"What is this?" Roxel shouted. There was no answer.

Soon, the creak of a cell door caught his attention. Two Large Bodies came in and grabbed the huge blocks, moving them with ease. They did not touch Roxel at all as they moved him about what appeared to be a prison.

"Hey!" Roxel yelled to deaf ears. "Let me go."

The two Large Bodies ignored his cries and threats as they threw him into a room. It was large and circular, and housed a bald man sitting on a high table. He looked haughty, covered in broken pieces of armor. The Large Bodies dropped Roxel in front of the man and departed.

"Hello," the bald man said. "I'm Master Xehanort. What brings you to the world of darkness?"

Roxel stood up as much as he could, but barely managed to stoop over. He hated this position, for he felt like he was bowing to something evil. And he was thoroughly against it.

"I'm here for Haji!" Roxel screamed.

Master Xehanort laughed hysterically. "Haji? You're looking for Haji?"

Roxel didn't understand what was so funny. He had a reasonable request, nothing too challenging. "Yes."

Master Xehanort stopped laughing long enough to jump from his high table and look Roxel in the eye. "What do you need him for? Are you looking for his assistance?"

Roxel nodded and Master Xehanort laughed again.

"You must be joking!" he snorted. "Haji would never assist the likes of you. He doesn't even know you."

"How would you know?" Roxel barked defensively.

Master Xehanort turned away from Roxel and crossed his arms. "There isn't a single act of darkness that gets past me. Haji doesn't know you. And I will make sure that he doesn't. I've worked too hard to let that little puke start it all over again for me."

Roxel fell silent.

"Here, I'll give you a chance." Master Xehanort contemplated as he stroked his beard. "Answer me this one question and I'll let you go, though I doubt you actually know this one. You surely would have forgotten it this time."

Roxel furrowed his brow. "What?"

Master Xehanort jumped to his seat on the high table and crossed his legs. "You have only one chance to answer this. If you get it right, I'll let you be on your way. But, if you get it wrong, I will take your heart and never give it back."

Roxel nodded. "What is it?"

"Why are you here?"

"To find Haji."

Master Xehanort scoffed and frowned. "No, I know that. But, why do you want Haji? He would destroy you the moment he saw you. That's what happened last time."

Roxel was confused at Master Xehanort's words. He had never seen Haji before, let alone met him. He thought long and hard before he opened his mouth again. "Because he is going to help me find the Heart of Krystahl."

Master Xehanort tapped his finger on the table. He was deep in thought. "Hmm. He's going to help you find the heart to your world."

Roxel struggled against his shackles. "Is that good enough?"

"No."

Master Xehanort summoned a Keyblade. It was black and silver, with spikes jutting out. Two demonic eyes stared out and focused on Roxel. He held it up, summoning a great power that blew the front doors open. Roxel was terrified. He tried to drag his shackles away, but he barely scraped it a few millimeters.

"And, now I get your heart." Master Xehanort laughed as a beam of pure darkness shot from the tip of his mighty weapon and towards Roxel's heart.

There was a moment where the entire world slowed down. The darkness had almost claimed Roxel's heart, but a blast of fire disturbed its path. Stitch rolled into the room, carrying a lance. He laughed raucously, wielding the lance valiantly. A poor Red Nocturne was speared on the end and was spitting fire, trying to break free.

Stitch encouraged another blast of fire from the trapped heartless and aimed for Master Xehanort. The fire encased its victim and burned the high table to ashes. Stitch dropped his makeshift weapon and ran to Roxel, using all his strength to pry his hands out of the metal blocks.

"Run, Cousin!" Stitch cried as he fled through the open doors. Roxel hastily followed, not wanting to be there when Master Xehanort beat away the flames.

Many heartless tried to stop them, but Stitch used any weapon he could find to beat them away. And though they did not disappear, they were stunned long enough to allow safe passage. Stitch dragged Roxel away, turning seemingly random corners until there was no sign of any heartless.

Roxel caught his breath and smiled graciously. "Thanks, Stitch."

Stitch nodded and peered around the corner. There were a few Green Requiems floating about, but it was otherwise clear. Stitch rolled out cautiously, following a familiar scent. Suddenly, a group of Neoshadows surrounded them, plunging into the ground and using their tentacle-like ears to create a cage around them.

Master Xehanort appeared before them, skin burned from the fire. He looked absolutely horrid, anger possessing every wrinkle that wasn't charred. "You!"

Roxel backed away, but did not touch the dark tentacles. "What did I do?"

"You lost," Master Xehanort spat. "You are to give me your heart!"

The shadow cage rotated, becoming like a razorblade. It nicked Roxel on the arm and blood splattered on the ground, which sucked it up greedily. Stitch tried to bit the razor-cage, but it cut him too. He struggled to get up, barely being able to lift up his head. But, then he saw something.

"Haji!" Stitch cried.

Roxel looked to where Stitch was pointing. A normal looking human stood there. His single visible eye was a brilliant yellow. He had a messy mop of black hair, tips highlighted bright red. He wore a coat. It was also black, but it was laced with red thorns and had red fur-like trimming. He wore no shirt underneath and his pants were blue, but not like denim. His black shoes had yellow eyes on them, and Roxel couldn't help but be forcibly reminded of a Shadow's gaze when he looked at him.

Master Xehanort turned around and instantly the color drained from his face. "H-Haji!"

Haji looked critically at Master Xehanort and then to Roxel and Stitch. He had a slight southern drawl to his voice. "What's this?"

Master Xehanort dropped his tough demeanor. It seemed that however strong he was, Haji was stronger. "Nothing! These intruders want to disturb your perfect little world here. They are trying to start us over again."

At these words, Haji became hostile, and he became so much scarier than Master Xehanort had been. He flew through the razor-cage, which disappeared instantly, and gripped Roxel. "You!"

Roxel cowered before Haji's anger. "I didn't do anything. I swear. I just wanted your help to restore my world. Stitch said you'd help."

Haji calmed. "Stitch?"

Stitch jumped on Haji, hugging him tightly. "Haji!"

Haji's anger and hostility dissipated. Even the dark world seemed a little brighter. As Stitch crawled over him, taking in his scent, Haji laughed light-heartedly. Master Xehanort faded into the shadows, frowning. Obviously, something had not gone according to plan.

Haji paused for only a moment to notice Master Xehanort's departure. But he looked at Stitch again and all his concerns melted away. "What brings you here?"

Roxel was entranced by his voice. It was so deep, but it managed to sound friendly. "Like I said, I need your help. My world was taken by the heartless."

Haji turned and walked away. "That's too bad."

Roxel couldn't let him go. He had worked too hard to get here. "Haji! Wait! Please! Help me."

Haji glanced at him. "I can't."

"But, I need you. You're the only one who knows how to help. Stitch brought me here. You must know something!"

Haji thought for only a moment. "I—"

But he couldn't finish. An Angel Star scooped him up into its empty chamber and flitted away. Roxel ran after it, not wanting to let Haji get away so quickly. The Angel Star hovered high off the ground, calling lightning from the sky. It struck the ground with a hard static sound, ripping the stone like pavement from its foundation. A nearby building crumbled and fell over, debris flying everywhere.

"Haji!" Stitch called, climbing up the side of another building and leaping onto the angel Star.

Haji pressed himself against the glass, yelling at the top of his lungs, but no one could hear him.

Roxel watched Stitch try to pry the Angel Star open, but it thwacked him with a robotic wing and curled up, becoming an impenetrable barrier. Haji knocked on the glass, trying to shoo Stitch away.

The Angel Star made a strange sound, and a barrage of Phantomtails dropped from the clouds and covered the purple city in a blanket of wind. Master Xehanort stood on the head of one of the Phantomtail heartless, pointing his Keyblade towards the clouds. They swirled ominously and reached down towards the Angel Star.

"I'm not going to let you leave, Haji!" Master Xehanort screamed. "I'd rather reset the clock then let you defy me!"

Haji kicked the glass body. He managed to crack it, and the Angel Star squealed in pain. Master Xehanort threw his Keyblade viciously, the axe-like blade shattering the Angel Star's glass body and vanquishing it. Haji jumped out of the shattered heartless and landed on the broken pavement on all fours. He then turned and ran away, still running on all fours.

Roxel was surprised by Haji's agility. He loped up the side of the building and seizing the head of Master Xehanort's Phantomtail and hurling it to the ground. It crashed into the pavement and was crushed by more falling structures. The other Phantomtails screeched and flew after him, but each one was easily defeated by Haji.

Roxel could only watch in wonder, being completely powerless. He tried to summon his Chakrams again, but still they did not return. He had to run for cover as more and more heartless bodies piled in the streets. He was almost crushed by one, but Stitch saved him.

Master Xehanort soon became impatient and attacked Haji himself, swinging his deadly blade with intense ferocity. Haji dodged, but was cut slightly. He leapt away and sprinted towards the black gooey plains. Master Xehanort followed, swiping at Haji whenever he got close enough.

"Don't betray us, Haji." Master Xehanort fumed. "You were the first, but you most certainly won't be the last."

Haji skipped out of the way, balancing on one hand as he swiftly kicked Master Xehanort. "I'll do what I think is right. You have no control over me."

Stitch crawled to Roxel's hiding place and tapped him. "Glide."

Roxel nodded, and jumped as high as he could, drawing out that feeling he got when he had flown the first time. The magic instantly kicked in, and he shot through the air towards where the Gummi ship sat, watching as Haji crossed the gooey plain, Master Xehanort in hot pursuit.

Roxel raced past the frantic Master and kept his speed with Haji. "You want to help us now?"

Haji didn't turn as he answered. "Sounds like a good idea, considering recent circumstances."

Roxel grasped the back of Haji's coat and bee lined for the top of the monolith. He yelled as loud as he could to Asmuth, hoping that he was listening. "Asmuth! Start the ship!"

Asmuth, who had been tending to Soriku's wounds jumped when he heard Roxel's voice. He hopped onto the controls and started the ship. The engine roared to life, and the ship rose a few inches off the rock.

Roxel crashed into the ship, dropping Haji just outside and landing haphazardly on the cabin bench. He scrambled to his feet and held his hand on the door handle, ushering Haji in.

"Come on, Haji," Roxel said, motioning to Haji anxiously. "We need to go now."

Haji stood still. "I'm not going until you accept my conditions."

Roxel grew more frantic when he saw another drove of winged heartless make their way to them at a frightening speed. "What conditions?"

Haji held up three fingers. "I have only three rules. One, always listen to Haji. If I tell you to do something, you do it."

"Okay," Roxel said quickly. "Rule number two?"

"If I ever have to perform my…civic duty, don't try to stop me. No matter what. I won't hesitate to take your heart as well."

Roxel nodded. The winged heartless were getting closer. "And three?"

Haji hopped in, but held the door open as Roxel tried to close it, and Asmuth floored the engine, sending the Gummi ship rocketing into the air. Stitch hugged Haji as he watched his world become smaller. "I'm allowed to leave whenever I wish."

Roxel sighed. "Deal."

Haji looked at the gooey plains as they flew higher. "You don't have your weapons."

Roxel shrugged. "I dropped them. They're in that sticky black stuff."

Haji furrowed his brow and searched the landscape. He saw a faint glimmer of metal in the blackness. "I'll get them for you."

"But, they're too far aw—"

Haji had jumped out the Gummi ship and dove into the gooey plains. He was shortly spit out whole, the Chakrams clasped in his hands. He landed heavily in the cabin. He stood up and met the disbelieving eyes of Roxel and Asmuth.

"There you go," Hahi said, returning Roxel's weapon. "You're welcome."

"Thanks," Roxel replied weakly.

Asmuth turned in his seat and Stitch took over the controls. "How did you do that?"

Haji shrugged lazily and sat down next to Soriku. She didn't move. "Easy. I'm a heartless."

Oh my geezerz! Isn't Haji beast? I wanted to have a heartless character. He is such an important plot point...on a show about ninjas! (Any one who gets the reference gets brownie points!)

Hope you liked it. Have a nice day. :)