Modern A/U. Roxas, a troubled but gifted young musician meets and befriends a group of fellow rejects. The fiery and unpredictable Axel, the shy and repressed Xion, and the kindhearted but broken Aqua. Coming from different backgrounds in many senses, these four strive to become known among us all. Their music will take the world by storm. They are Noise Pollution.

Sora, de ce que les gens savent, est l'ami idéal. Mais dans la vie, un concept domine tout : la rélativité.

Le théâtre est réel, en un sens. Sur une scène, tout est possible. Les gens ne diront rien. C'est beau, non ? Pour ma fée.

J'veux partir vers l'Est, demain j'monte dans l'car. Vers l'Est j'pars, j'prends mon sac et j'me barre. Song-fic.

"Je ne te hais point -Bah pourquoi tu me détesterais ?" Les métaphores et autres, c'est difficile, vous comprenez ?

Je suis sûr qu'il y a plein de dimensions parallèles absolument identiques, et qu'on les traverse en continu.

"Ne faites jamais l'amour le samedi, parce que s'il pleut le dimanche, vous ne saurez plus quoi faire"

Ça me convient. Je joue de la guitare, il écoute.

AU version one-shot with OC Sarah and Ienzo. Look back on how a certain elf met the apprentice of Ansem the Wise and Even..and how she has a special way of celebrating his birthday.

*This is the rewritten story of Game Over* Marie was a normal girl who had a normal family and lived a normal life. When she tries to play a game called Kingdom Hearts something happens, and her life is forever changed. OCxSora

AU Naminé quiere huir de su pasado. Roxas no quiere aceptar su presente. El destino los unió, pero... ¿Podrá salvarlos el amor?

After waking from their slumber, Sora resumes his travels with Donald and Goofy at his side with the aim of stopping Organization XIII, just as Sairu and King Mickey search for the missing Ansem the Wise and their friend Riku. OC x Kairi, OC x OC, and as usual, this is NOT for profit, and I only own my OCs, not SE, KH FF or Disney characters and worlds.

Before he was stripped of his identity, branded like cattle, and thrown into a ring to kill for entertainment, Axel was a soldier in the army of the region of Gaul. When Rome's vast army invaded, Axel was enslaved as a gladiator to compete in Rome's bloody circuses. His only salvation from endless bloodshed rests in the hands of young Master Roxas, in chains of irony.

Peace is a strange thing. Some find it in in the simplest of actions, or in the bottom of a bottle, and some cannot find it at all. Roxas had long stopped kidding himself about which one he was. [Akuroku, AU]

An accumulation of a year's worth of searching damn near every world that offered even the barest hint of possibility had led him back to this town. Why? Even he wasn't sure. [Akuroku. One shot. AU]

Roxas is not feeling well, so he goes to see the Organization's official physician: Vexen. He only hopes he doesn't get dissected. And Xion makes a horrible mistake...

Sneaking out of the palace, Prince Ventus meets Terra, a young man who makes him feel like all of his dreams are suddenly within reach. Their growing friendship and subsequent feelings for each other now a closely guarded secret, Ventus will have to find the strength to save the both of them when a jealous rival threatens to tear them apart forever. Terra x Ventus

The fic that should have been titled, "Be Careful What You Put in a Search Bar"; AKA Marluxia doesn't know what he's actually searching for and gets more than he bargained for. Marluxia-centric, with vaguely implied Demyx/Marluxia and explicit mention of established AkuRoku. T for mention of sex toys. Could be a chapter two coming, maybe...?

He asked her, time and time again.

Sora shares his brain with two other "people" Roxas, and Ventus. The three bicker on who has control of the body sometimes, but they are generally nice to each other. Sora meets Kairi, and instantly falls for her, will he get his crush? And why did it seem like she shares a brain too? T for some swearing.

L'Homme, les Voix, l'Espoir. Une même pièce, des langues différentes. Quand Babel chute, quand la peste croit, que reste t-il alors des êtres humains ? (OS théâtre, Rating T car sujets compliqués.) Pour Milou.

The process of fixing a heart is easier said than done. Sora must sleep as Naminé fixes his heart, but can it survive the pain of being restored? In his year long dream inside of his pod, he unconsciously seeks out the guidance of the man a small part of him once called Master-the only one he knows can teach him strength of heart through the hardest of trials: Eraqus.(Discontinued)

The room where Ven slept remained undiscovered, and the world met its fate, even as he waited. And waited. And still, neither Aqua nor Terra came to wake him, and really, without his friends, he had no reason to wake. So he slumbered on. No matter how well protected a place, or a person, there was always one thing that would find a way, past wards, and locked doors. Time.

...if they wanted it bad enough, humans could see the Goblin Realm, and the goblins who lived there. Sora had always been that kind of person. He was a daydreamer, and saw a little bit of magic in everything. He'd always thought that there was a little bit more to the world than the world let on, and he wasn't wrong, even if he didn't know it. A Labyrinth adaptation.

It had happened so gradually that she didn't notice until it was too late. A sharp word over a small matter, until one word became a torrent of them, and then one day, the words were punctuated by blows. Not that anyone would've known, with the layers of petticoats that fashion decreed she wear, and long sleeves covering the bruises on her arms, and even if they had, who would care