After a lot of yelling, laughing and flirting – strangely all coming from Professor Saix – the group are led out of the cave, discarding their miners outfits and slumping down on the grass outside the Tourist Centre.

"So Sora, what was it like? I'm guessing short and sweet like it should be," Questions Riku grinning, as he sits down besides him on the pathetic excuse for a lawn.

"…What was what like?"

"The kiss - duh," Rolling his eyes, the silver haired teen raises his knee and rests his elbow on top of it.

"Oh! Well…she obviously didn't know as she jumped when I, y'know, did it…" Riku only sniggers slightly at Sora's never ending immaturity.

"When you kissed you mean. Sora, you're in Year 10, you're 15 almost 16, time for you to...mature…sexually…" Raises an eyebrow as Sora just blinks cluelessly at him.

"Who needs to mature sexually?!" Hayner bounces down between the two best friends and stares from one to the other, knowing that out of the two of them it would most likely be Sora who needs to mature. "Aww, poor Sora – not getting any, hey?" With a wink from their rebellious friend, Riku rolls his eyes as Sora doesn't seem to take it with the best attitude.

"Hayner you can't talk – you swallowed one of those chocolate flavoured condoms…" Riku adds in defence for the young brunette.

"That was an accident! ACCIDENT!" He yells before stropping off with his arms folded.

"What're you guys talking about…?" Roxas inquires; wondering over with Namine after their conversation was disturbed by Hayner's loudness.

"Just something Hayner did."
"The condom that ended up in his stomach?" With a nod from Riku and a snort of laughter from Sora, Roxas nods and rolls his eyes.

"Hey kids! Le's go!" Calls Barret from the just-arrived coach causing Prof. Xemnas to glare until all the students drag themselves onto the bus, tired.

Once more they endure Barret's 'skilful' driving, as he puts it, until they reach the camping grounds again and trudge off the bus in the now dim sunshine.

"When's dinner?" Pence drones, rubbing his stomach as it gurgles for attention.

"We'll sort out everyone's dinner in a second, let's just sort out what supplies we have," replies Prof. Ienzo in a relaxing tone, all the girls simply nodding in agreement and swooning uncontrollably.

Roxas heads over to the Camping Headquarters with Namine by his side, when he spots Reno and Rude staring in through a small, dusty window with an expression of pure mischief on their faces.

"Uh…Reno?" The sandy haired teen blinks as Reno only replies with a finger to his lips and continues to stare.

"RENO AND RUDE GET DOWN FROM THERE THIS INSTANT!" Bellows the silver haired R.S teacher, the two of them sniggering and scampering down to stare at the door to the Camping HQ as Prof. Xemnas goes to enter it.

"One of these days those two idiotic Year 13's will be – " His hand gripped firmly onto the door handle as his jaw practically smacks the floor, joined by a fit of laughter from Reno, Rude and eventually the Year 10's as they see into the small building.

"PROFESSOR VALENTINE!" Cries the R.S teacher as the dark haired Prof. Valentine himself scrambles off of the table and off of Ms. Crescent – his cheeks now the same shade as his crimson cloak. With a girlish giggle from the school's secretary she stands up too, straightening out her skirt and blouse before hanging her head in shame as the teachers all begin to rant on about indecent exposure. Most of the students just continue to laugh, Reno and Rude wearing faces that can only be described as 'told you so, you dirty old man…'

"I never want to see behaviour like this again! Am I clear?!"

With only a nod in response to Prof. Xemnas' question, the history teacher and the secretary hurriedly run from Camping HQ. Accompanied by a glare from the angry silver haired man, Prof. Xemnas addresses the laughing Year 10's too.

"You are all to return to your tents, your OWN tents, and remain there until further notice!" The crowd of laughing students piles out of the building, gasping for air as their stomach muscles cry out for it, letting out their last few pants of laughter before basically falling into their tents. Riku and Sora share one rather large tent, quite pointless in Sora's eyes. Roxas, Hayner and Pence all share one tiny tent that now reeks of the rebel's shopping bag full of supposedly clean underwear, and Kairi, Namine, Olette and Selphie all share a reasonably size tent – somehow smelling of flowers.

Within five minute, they are all bored. Riku and Sora lay silently on their beds before their tent door is unzipped, a spiky haired Year 11 popping his head in and blinking at the two of them.

"…Wrong tent." Axel disappears. In the space of about 30 seconds they hear a scream from the girl's tent. Sora jolting up and blinking at Riku.

"Don't worry; he got the wrong tent again." Answer the older teen, the brunette slowly nodding and lying back down again.

Finally, the red headed Year 12 locates Roxas' tent, joining him, Pence and Hayner in the smelly, cramped and don't forget cheap, tent.

"Jeeze guys, what stinks in here?" The finger of guilt is thrusted at Hayner, "…Ah. Anyway…hey! I overheard my brother's conversation with Rude and he reckons there's a haunted house just beyond that wooded place!"

"Really?" Questions Hayner, eager for any sort of excitement.

"Yeah! Let's go check it out!" The sheer desperation for entertainment brings Roxas to his feet, even though he mind is extremely unenthused about a supposed house behind a wood, whether it was haunted or not was just plain stupid.

"Should we get the others?" Pence shrugs as Hayner ends up nodding, not to bothered either way as he's eager to escape that tent. Rustling the other couple of tents, Sora, Riku and the girls soon emerge, stumbling slightly as their eyes are not yet accustomed to the coming of night.

"What's going on?"

"It's kind of dark…"

"What is Axel doing here?" Kairi questions, able to make out the same figure that disturbed their tent only a few minutes before.

"I snuck in with the luggage 'cause school sucks." As his reaction in basically nodding in understanding and agreement, he continues with his plan to devour boredom, "Wanna go to a haunted house?"

"Wow, seriously?" Calls Sora, Riku nudging him to not be so loud, the brunette glancing at him and grinning innocently as he scratches the back of his head.

"Yeah, I heard about it from my brother, it's just past those trees – there!" Nods over at the dark shadows that were once trees in the daylight, receiving several nods from the younger students around him he smirks and is about to start walking when one small, fragile voice pauses him.

"I don't really think I'll go, I'll just stay here," Smiles Namine, as Kairi rolls her eyes and giggles, taking her hand.

"Come on! If you're scared, we're all going as a group…won't be that bad,"

"Shhh," Adds Riku, as Kairi's lips curve into a warming smile as Sora nods in agreement, Namine shrugging and stepping back slightly.

"It's alright, I sort of hurt my ankle from that fall in the caves earlier…I'd just slow you lot down."

"As long as you're sure Namine…"

"Uhuh," She nods as the others exchange glances and begin walking.

"And Roxas – I don't want you crying if we see a ghost, got it?!"

"Shhh…" Adds Riku. Axel winks and glances over his shoulder as his younger best friend remains motionless by his tent. "Yo, short stop – house's this way…"

"On second thoughts Axel…I don't wanna go…"

"Wha – why?!"

"Shhh!" Adds Riku as Roxas shrugs, glancing at Namine slightly.

"She shouldn't be left alone and I'm kinda tired…"

"Fine, you can stay here and snog ya girlfriend."

"HEY!"

"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SHH!!" Yells Riku, everyone silencing as they stare over at the Camping HQ, no sign of any teachers approaching as they sigh with relief and begin to make their way towards the woodland.

As the group of Year 10's and Axel leave for the haunted house, Roxas remains silently behind as Namine blushes, twiddling her fingers and smiling at her sandy haired friend. As Roxas glances up at her, he attempts to smile genuinely, just making himself look odd and causing her to giggle.

"Hey…do you want to go for a walk?" Questions Namine, stepping closer as Roxas' glinting blue eyes squint at her.

"I thought your ankle hurt, that's why you couldn't go with them…"

"Maybe that was just an excuse so we could be alone," she smiles, even a devious little plot like that masked and turned sweet due to her purely innocent nature.

"If you want," Is Roxas' only reply, a smile sprouting out on those lips of his as they turn to walk away from the Camping HQ and towards a hill besides their field. He feels something brush against his hand as the blonde girl's fingers slowly entwine with his, her thumb gently stroking the back of his palm as they walk side by side, silenced by slight embarrassment and feelings of a questionable nature.

Coming to a wooden fence only dimly lit by faint glowing lanterns from the Camping HQ, Roxas climbs over swiftly turning and holding out his hand to support Namine as she stumbles over the fence, an awkward almost trip into Roxas' arms as she blushes immensely, a giggle escaping her lips as the sandy haired teen grins and helps them both up and once again heading away in utter silence to the top of the hill.

With only a small willow tree tilting to cover them from the nightly breeze, they sit in the luscious grass, masked black due to the lack of light. Glancing upwards a canvass of nothing but stars glimmer as flickering candles, put to shame by the source of light which is the moon as it casts a majestically white light onto the two figures sat atop the land formation.

As Namine sits with her legs curled to one side, leaning on her arm nearest Roxas, he himself sat with his hands in his lap as his eyes scan the countryside horizon.

"…My dad and I used to do this," he mutters softly, his chin tilting downwards as he gaze too falls. "We'd sit on the beach on Destiny Islands and just watch the waves while he'd teach me everything and anything…" His eyes slowly close as he fights back his tears, his stomach curling up inside into a ball as he hopes not to erupt into sorrow in front of Namine of all people.

"Roxas…I'm so sorry, I know what it's like to lose a parent," She leans in closer, her head to one side as the teen besides her begins to look up at her, almost forgetting the ordeal she had to have gone through when losing her mother.

"…How did you cope?" Namine smiles at his question, shuffling her body closer to his and taking one of his hands in her own.

"I just knew that no matter what happened to me or my mother, we would be a part of each other's hearts. I know she's out there, somewhere…watching over me, always ready to help and pray for me. It's almost like a blessing in disguise, see when she was here – she had her life to deal with, but now she's got no worries…just to take care of me and my father, watch over us, pray for us and love us."

As a tear drops onto Roxas' hand, his eyes drift up onto Namine's face. Her head tilted up to the stars as a faint line of tears course over her skin and cascade down from her chin onto their embracing hands.

"Namine…"

"Yes…Roxas…?" Her gaze is tilted to meet his, that pure white light brimming from those memorizing eyes as she feels her muscles tighten, her hand clamp tighter around his as the distance between them is closed – curious feelings pooling from their hearts being captured between.

Closing their eyes in unison, the blood in their veins rushing to supply them both with enough courage as the moment seems to draw their energy from within them, their breaths being snatched away and their every current thought stolen as their lips meet in their own innocent embrace.

An awkward gasp is presented in their minds but drawn away almost instantaneously as a feeling too wonderful for their hearts to comprehend washes over them both, causing Namine to sweep her arms gently around Roxas' neck and, in return, his hands to be placed on her waist, and slowly coil around her thinner frame as their lips do anything but part from one another.

The moment coming and passing before either of them want it to, but they both remain inwardly thankful that it passed undisturbed as their bodies begin to part, Namine's hands resting on Roxas' shoulders as they both steal a glance at one another – consequently a smile following on both of their lips as Roxas leans back against the trunk of the willow tree, his arms around Namine as she rests her head in that curve perfectly placed between his neck and collarbone finding they fit around each other's bodies almost too perfectly, their fingers playing against one another's as their minds and hearts are given their chance to rest.