Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts.

A/N: I'm sorry it took me so long to update. I was suffering from writer's block (don't you just hate it when that happens? ) so anyway, please enjoy chap.8!

P.S: Could some of you who are just reading and reviewing this story, could you go and rr some of my other fics? I would appreciate it! But only read them if you like Yugioh, Inuyasha, or Harry Potter. Oh, and I've almost beaten Khearts! YAYNESS! I've just got the last boss fights left and I'll be done!

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Lafarga had just dozed off against a tree when his eyes snapped open. He heard a voice in his head telling him that Mia needed help. He stood up and wandered over to where he had seen Mia.

"Mia?" he called, pushing some overgrown grass aside. "Mia!" he called again when he didn't hear her reply. He ran across the stream and called her name several more times, but when he got no answer, he ran towards another clearing and stopped in his tracks. He saw Mia, standing there with the Keyblade in her hand, and blood running down her left arm, which hung limply at her side. She was fighting a demented, cat like creature and she ran up to it. She sliced the Keyblade down the center of its chest, and it roared in pain. The creature backed away, and then disappeared all together. Mia fell to the ground, breathing hard. Lafarga ran up to her, and she turned around to face him. She smiled weakly, got up, and walked over to him, falling into his strong arms.

"Hey. Did you see what I just did?" she whispered as she grabbed onto Lafarga's shoulder for support. He nodded.

"Yeah. You kicked butt," he said as he lifted her up bridal style. "I'm just glad you're safe." He gently kissed her forehead and she blushed. She closed her eyes and fell asleep. He smiled and carried her back to the camp.

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Mia woke up a little while later, and looked around. She was at the camp that Goofy and Donald had set up, and she smiled when she saw Lafarga sitting next to her, holding her hand in his. She slowly got up and lightly kissed his forehead. It was dark out now, and she could see Goofy and Donald's shadows on the tent wall. She pushed the flap aside and walked out. Goofy and Donald stood up when they saw her.

"How are you feeling, Your Highness?" Donald asked, and his forehead wrinkled in concern.

"My arm hurts and I can't move it." She said, gently placing her hand on her left arm. Donald walked over to her and closely examined her arm.

"The bone's been broken." He said, walking over to a small, black bag. He took out a roll of gauze and a small wand. He walked back over to her. "Sit down." He told her. She sat on the ground and extended her arm. Donald began to wrap it up in the gauze. Mia looked up at Goofy.

"How's Lafarga?" she asked quietly.

"He's okay. You worried him sick, Your Highness." He said, just as quietly.

"He was sleeping when I woke up. Did he stay there the whole time I was out?"

"He sure was, Highness. He never left your side, especially when you got a fever."

"I had a fever?"

"Yeah, and a pretty bad one too. We don't know if it will come back or not."

"I see…" Mia looked back towards the tent.

"What did this to you, Your Highness?"

"It was…a large cat…thing. It bit my arm and broke it," Mia said as Donald finished wrapping up her arm.

"There. All done. I think that the thing that bit you had a bit of venom in its bite. Your arm was purple." Donald said, standing up. Mia stood up.

"That doesn't sound good."

"It isn't, Your Highness." Donald said.

"But don't worry. We're sure you'll make it!" said Goofy, smiling his big, silly grin. Mia laughed.

"I hope so."

"In any case, we need to stay here until we know what we're dealing with…that and until your strength comes back, Your Highness." Donald said, putting his stuff back into the bag.

"Alright, no more of this 'Your Highness' stuff. I'm Mia, okay?"

Donald and Goofy nodded. Just then, Lafarga stepped out of the tent.

"Mia! Are you okay?" he shouted, running to Mia and holding her in his arms.

"I'm fine, Lafarga. Honest." She said. Lafarga squeezed her tighter and she yelped in pain.

"You don't sound fine to me!"

"It's just my arm, don't worry." Mia began to walk back into the tent when she collapsed halfway to the ground.

"Mia, what's wrong?" Lafarga placed his hand on her forehead. "Your fever is back. It's just as I feared."

"Lafarga…go and get…the Keyblade…something's…coming. Something strong…and very evil." Mia whispered, looking straight into Lafarga's eyes. He nodded and they both rushed into the tent. A crashing sound could be heard outside the tent. Mia placed her hands to her head as a strange vision came into her head.

A young woman with short, brown hair was running down a stone corridor, carrying a small bundle in her arms. Mia was only just able to make out the woman's face.

"I know you…" she thought, reaching out to touch the woman's face.

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A/N: Like this chappie? I hope you did! Sorry for the long delay!

-AnimaeGurl-