"My, Lord, if I may intervene-"

"-Really, please call me Roxas."

"Yes, Your High-Roxas. You're holding your sword backwards."

I looked over at Yuffie and Roxas and stifled my laughter with a hand as my little brother blushed beet red, stammered something, and flipped the sword around so he was holding the hilt, not the blade. Yuffie was helping us prepare for the "Skill Tournament" as Axel had dubbed it. So, we were training and learning swordsmanship from the ninja. I was looking over the stock of weapons. Roxas and I had tried a few, but had yet to find the weapons we really liked.

I started scanning the weapons again, my fingers finding a crossbow. I picked it up and examined it, tracing the wood and trigger, before shaking my head and put it down.

"How am I doing, Yuffie?"

"Roxas, it's better to keep your eyes open when you fight. And also better to not flail."

I rolled my eyes as I reached for a hunting knife, scanning the intricate designs on the blade. But still, the connection just wasn't there, so I set it back.

"Roxas, you need to actually try to hit me. That's the way you win. But back up sometimes. So you don't get hit."

I snorted and found an arrowgun, what Xigbar used. But as soon as I touched it, I pulled my hand back. Nope. Not that one either.

"I think this may be the one for me." Roxas said. "I think I'm doing much better with this sword. I'm ready to-" And I winced and turned around to see Roxas sprawled across the floor with multiple decorative suits of armor laying on top of him.

"My... my Lord?" Yuffie started to push the armor off of him until Roxas could stand up. The blond sighed.

"I guess... this isn't the sword for me.

"Oh, no, my Lord. You were doing quite well, actually-"

"Yuffie, let's be honest here. I suck."

I turned back to the weapons, and one caught my eye. It was a sword, white, with intricately-drawn flowers and stars covering the entire thing. The blade had swirled teeth, looking almost dainty, and the guard curled up around my hand, looking like rose petals. The entire thing was key-shaped.

The sword from my dream? My hand, which had been reaching for it, stopped. That dream... that awful, scary dream. But, it was just a dream. I reached for it and grabbed it; it was perfectly balanced in my hand, easy to swing and twirl. I moved my arm so the key-sword rested against my back. And I noticed two other key-swords: one black and one white. The ones Roxas had. I removed the thoughts of my dream, picked up those swords as well, and walked back to the field where Yuffie and Roxas were.

"Hey, Roxas," His head swung over to look at me. "Try these." As I got over to him, I handed him the swords. He glanced at each one.

"Umm... my Lord and Lady, those swords are Keyblades."

I glanced at the sword in my hand. "And?" I asked.

"Keyblades are the hardest weapons to use. They are used with spirit, not with strength. No one has ever successfully-"

"Hey, guys. What're we talking about?" My knees started to go weak as Sora walked in. He brushed a lock of chocolate hair from his face and grinned. And slung over his shoulder was a Keyblade.

Yuffie noticed it too. "Sora? How long have you used a Keyblade?"

Sora shrugged. "Mom and Dad started teaching me just after you left. They both wield Keyblades. I thought you knew?"

Yuffie promptly sat on a bench. "Apparently all my facts are wrong."

That's when Sora noticed the swords in our hands. "I didn't know you had those."

I shrugged. "We just got 'em."

"So, what are their names?" Roxas and I glanced at each other confused.

Yuffie stepped in. "The ones Roxas has are called Oathkeeper and Oblivion, and Naminé's is Hopeful Dreams, I think."

Sora grinned and held out his Keyblade. "This is called the Kingdom Key. If you're trying to figure out how to use those, I could teach you."

Roxas blinked. "Why are you being so nice?"

"I just thought you'd like some help." Sora said.

"And," I added, "he's terrified of being punished by the Prince and Princess after they return to power."

Sora blushed slightly, interlocking his fingers and resting the back of his head against his palms. "So, should we get to it?"

And fifteen minutes later, Roxas was on the ground again. I sighed as Sora slung his Keyblade back over his shoulder. Roxas stood up and grabbed his Keyblades again.

"Come on, Roxas. You got knocked over by running into an unmoving target. Who does that?" I said between laughs.

Roxas raised his hand, and Sora laughed. "Alright. Naminé's turn." I stood up and stood in Roxas's place, holding Hopeful Dreams level with the target.

"Hang on, Naminé. You're not very balanced." And he was directly behind me, his hot breath hitting my neck in pants. My heart began to beat faster, throbbing hard against my rib cage. His hands moved down my sides. "Like this." He said and he grabbed my hips gently, pushing the bones back until they locked. My balance shifted slightly, my footing more stable. He then pressed against my back, straightening my spine. My lungs felt like they were stretched out more; like more air was rushing into them, filling them to the highest capacity.

I glanced back at him as he stepped away. The warmth faded and my heart pulsed slower "Go ahead." I stepped back with one foot, and pushed forward, bringing my arm in a slightly sloppy arc. But the blade still hit the cloth-and-straw target; its teeth tore through the cloth, letting the 'guts' spill out. Sora nodded thoughtfully.

"Well, the curve was rather rough, and your overall form still needs some work, but all-in-all, you did well." He turned to his sister. "Naminé is on a different level than Roxas, so how about I train her and you train him?" My knees turned to jelly again and I gulped. All alone with Sora?

"Different level?" Roxas spluttered. "B-b-b-but-"

"Roxas, let's face it. You're really bad." I interrupted.

Roxas grew red. "I am not!"

"So, Naminé," Sora said, interrupting the conversation. "Tomorrow after breakfast we'll head out. And you're probably gonna want to wear something lighter than the cloak. And flip-flops."

"Why?" I asked, a bit confused.

"You'll see." His fingers twitched slightly, and the Kingdom Key was gone.

Roxas and I started. "How did you do that?" I gasped.

Sora glanced at his hand. "Uh... you just will it away, I guess. I dunno. I never really thought about it." I tried to will Hopeful Dreams away, wanting it to vanish, imagining it vanishing. Eventually, it disappeared in a flash of soft star light and a few flower petals. Roxas glanced at me, and dried to make his disappear. Eventually, they started to glow. In excitement, Roxas threw his hands up.

And Oathkeeper and Oblivion came crashing down on his head, knocking him to the floor. I helped him up with a sigh. "See? This is what I mean. You're doing bad."

Destiny: WARNING: Next chapter will have a High Fluff Warning, so be ready for it.
Roxas: What? Is Sora gonna make a move on Nami? Because you do not-
Destiny: Yes, yes, Roxas. We know.
Yuffie: Review for the extremely fluffy chapter!