Kingdom Hearts

The Other Side of the Mirror

Note: A few of the characters and places that appear in this fanfiction, including one of the main characters, are original to me. This will be a novel-length series I hope will explain Ansem's behavior using information known now about the game.

Second Note: Indietro is Italian for backwards. I'll let you figure out the significance for yourself, because it will be implied, not fully explained.

Third Note: Violence, strong language, implied sexual fiascos. If you don't like that, please leave now. I will not pay for your therapy bills.

Fourth Note: Don't get turned off by the romance genre… it'll uh… get progressively different. Not much kissy-kissy stuff in this… I don't do kissy-kissy…

Fifth Note: The poem mentioned in this chapter is my own creation.

Pairings: Ansem/OC implied Axel/Larxene

Disclaimer: Most characters do not belong to me, they belong to Disney/Square-Enix. I make no profit from using them, I only create entertainment.

Summary: Before Ansem was possessed by Darkness, he was ruler of his land. When a visit acquaints him with a local soldier, his life changes forever.

Chapter Three

Lynette woke quite suddenly, and realized with a laugh that she had fallen asleep on Ansem's shoulders. It was nightfall now, how long had she been asleep? Ansem was looking at the stars, his mind seemed to be elsewhere. Lynette looked up at the stars as well, and smiled, she was always so happy with Ansem. Her smiled vanished, however, when a glimmering star vanished quite suddenly from the sky.

"What the…?" she said quietly. Ansem turned to look at her, white as ash. "What the hell happened?" Lynette grabbed at Ansem's shoulders in fear. She wasn't sure that she had seen that right.

"I don't know," Ansem said quickly. "I've never seen such a thing before." His amber eyes were narrowed in thought.

"You said that the stars are other worlds," Lynette said quietly. "If they are other worlds doesn't that mean… the world has been destroyed?"

Ansem forced a laugh. "Don't be ridiculous." He stood up swiftly and looked back at her. "Do you want to come back with me?"

"I'll sleep on the couch," Lynette said, trying to regain her soldier's dignity. She was beginning to detest being female again. Why had she ever enjoyed the dinner they had had last night? This was bullshit!

Ansem eyed her cautiously. "You were so happy to be near me and now all of a sudden you can't stand me? Don't you find that odd at all?"

"Sorry."

"Don't apologize, just think about it. My suite has two beds, it was the largest one I could afford," he looked a little embarrassed. "I didn't bring a lot of money, it's not like I carry it around in a giant sack or something. It has a kitchen which is why I chose it, a place to sit and talk." He eyed her with a blush in his face.

"Fine," Lynette said in honest cheer. "Let's go, then."

Ansem risked a moment to kiss her on the cheek. "Let's go, then," he said.

-

The suite wasn't as large as Lynette had imagined, it had all the necessary things, a separate bathroom, two twin sized beds, and a small kitchen and table at the left side of the entrance. Lounging in the kitchen, she felt like an intruder. But with Ansem continually smiling at her from behind a mug of coffee, she didn't feel so awkward. "God, I feel like a schoolgirl. Stop staring at me like that," said Lynette, turning furious red.

Ansem chuckled. "Surely it's not that bad, Lyn," he walked over to her, putting his hands on her jaw. "Do you mind if I try something new on you?" he asked, not without the innocence he usually displayed. Lynette responded with closing her eyes. He kissed her softly on the lips, and she wrapped her arms around the back of his head. It felt so… right, kissing him. Was she…?

"Ansem… I think I'm…." she murmured, but trailed off. She couldn't bring herself to continuing, all she wanted was to be with him. She pulled away from the kisses, and looked at him with a smile. "Ansem, I…"

"Shh," Ansem smiled and kissed her on the cheek this time. He rested his head on her shoulder and hugged her around the middle. "Sometimes it's best not to talk, so much more can be said with only actions.

"Ansem…" Lynette got up to sit on the side of one of the beds. "Have you ever heard of that poem, What Lies on the Other Side of the Mirror? It's quite a strange one. I think it has something to do with the other worlds you've told me about… my great gran' pa told me about the poem, and I've known it ever since," she continued. Ansem sat down next to her, interest in his eyes.

"How does it go?"

Lynette turned red. "I… don't really like reading things aloud…. But… it goes like,"

In the sky are lives, the lives of so many more

More roads that can be followed, more trails to run

An through the whispering trees, you can see yourself

So tell me, child, what can you see

On the other side of the mirror?

She turned even redder, and Ansem chuckled slightly. "I told you that I wasn't that good at doing fancy readings."

Ansem smiled. "No, you're fine. Really," he said with a smile. He put a hand around her shoulders, and she slowly backed up onto the bed behind her, falling onto her back. "Lyn," he murmured, kissing her on the lips again. Their eyes met, and Lynette felt something trickle down the sides of her cheek. "You're crying," he said. "You're sad…" he half-sobbed, head resting on her chest.

"No," said Lynette. "I'm happy."

tbc.