Title: Gray Eyes

By: TrueHeart

Disclaimer: If I really owned anything, do you really think I'd take the time to write this story when I could make this a game?

Description: This chapter is longer than the first that's for sure, and like I said before, I love to be mean to you all. Thus, I leave you yet again hanging. It's fun for me! Read on, and I hope you like it.

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"I've told you over and over, I'm fine! Please stop asking me that..." A slightly annoyed tone said quickly.

"I'm sorry Sora, I just don't like to see unhappy faces. I can't stand them!" A scratchy voice yelled angrily.

Sora's his name eh?

Sora, as we now know him by, gave a side glance to the annoying duck-like-creature. "I'm not unhappy...I'm just tired."

"Maybe we should take a rest then. Donald, what'd ya say we give it a rest for today?" A large dog-thing asked the loud duck Donald.

"No! We have to find King Mickey Goofy, you know that!" Donald shouted at Goofy, his white feathers seemed to stand a bit.

"Well," started Sora, putting a hand through his messy brown hair. "I don't think we'll find anyone here, besides Donald," his eyes shifted back to the fuming duck. "We've been here before. This is Traverse Town remember? We've only been here twenty times." He gave a slight smile, trying to lighten the mood.

"Yeah Donald, and if Sora's tired then I think we should stop." Goofy gave a grin to the mad duck and put a gentile hand on his shoulder.

"Aw phooey!" Donald sighed throwing his arms up in defeat. "Let's go to the Inn."

Honestly, Sora wasn't tired. Okay he was tired, but not that kind of tired. He was starting to lose all hope. He did want a break, but not a sleeping break. He, however decided to go to The Inn, not in the mood to explain his feelings.

He will be consumed in darkness, like the rest of them.

They headed from the First District to the Second, where The Inn was located. None of them were aware of the person watching.

Sora walked along side his two friends, hands behind his head in a stretch. The clanging of his Keyblade and his Keychain hitting each other was the only thing keeping him from becoming lost in deep thought. He couldn't even hear his two friends arguing about something, that's how unaware he was.

Fools...so lost within themselves.

Something finally caught Sora's attention.

Footsteps.

He stopped abruptly, and beckoned his friends do the same with a gesture of his hand.

Both Donald and Goofy stopped and looked at him, confused written all over their animated faces.

"Someone's here..." He whispered to them both. They both nodded and listened, the footsteps behind them.

It's about time...

Sora turned on his heel and wiped out his weapon. A Key was tightly grasped in his gloved hands.

There before them, stood a metal-like-thing. It had an helmet on its head, you couldn't see it's face (yellow eyes were visible though), and an odd symbol was on its stomach.

Jumping at it, Sora swiped at it with all his might. Before the metal even hit the cement ground, the creature disappeared in a puff of smoke. A heart with a mist of black on it, came out of the creature and rose into the sky.

"Heartless..." Sora muttered, lowering his Keyblade to his side. " Don't they usally come in groups?"

Goofy thought for a moment then nodded. "Yup, sure do."

"Then why..." Sora started but was quickly cut off.

"Did this one come alone?" A female voice sneered from behind them. "I'll tell you why."

Sora turned around quickly, his Keyblade raised. His eyes met with the lady's cold, gray eyes.