Author's Note: I was bored, so I decided to write a new story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Disney or Square.

Chapeter 1

Sora stared at the sky, wondering what would actually happen if he went out to sea. He sat down onto the grass and looked at the shore. As if he can go there.

"Sora, your teacher's here," said Riku. He sat down next to him. "The sea's dangerous, and you know that."

"Yeah, so? It doesn't look that bad," said Sora. Not as bad as my home. "Can we please just touch the sand?"

"Your mom said not to go near the sand. I can't do anything about it." He stood back up and walked away. The distressed Sora looked back at the sea. Just because his parents didn't like water didn't mean he did.

Maybe it was mermaids that made Sora love the sea. His dad did tell him that he was amazed with mermaids and merman when he was little. But no matter how much that people didn't believe in fairy tales, and sailormen thought they were dreaming, he wanted to find out if there were actual mer-people out there.

Sora sighed and went where Riku was heading.

"Since the circle is 360 degrees, you divide it by 5, and you get…"

Sora looked out of the window and at the sparkling water. It was really mesmerizing that he couldn't keep his eyes off of it.

"And that concludes our study for today," the teacher finished. "Have a nice day, young man." Sora paid no heed, but the sound of slamming doors caught his attention.

"So, what are you doing, staring out to the sea Sora?" her mother asked.

"Well…"

"No excuses. I'm going to have to cover them up if you keep gazing out and not paying attention to your work." His mother sighed and slammed the paperwork onto his desk.

"Your homework, and no eating until you finish it." She got up and left, while Sora was left in hunger. Any soon, his mom would call up the servants to cover every window in the mansion. How jollyful.

More like doleful. Sora got up from his seat and went to the library's shelf, and pulled out the mythology book. Then he looked at the sheet of paper and smiled. It said to write a detailed report dealing with one kind of mythology creatures.

Sora opened the book and flipped to his favorite page, 164, which also become to known as his favorite number. And if anyone knew Sora okay, would know why it was his favorite number.

It was his favorite number because it was the page about mermaids and merman and it seriously was his lucky number. And when there weren't 164 in luck, 64 worked fine. And if not that, it would become 4.

Sora had read the same exact page, out of the same exact book, from the same exact shelf, which was in the same exact library that existed a very long time. He read it so many times, his mom threatened that the book would be pot into the furnace if he kept reading it, but he had an excuse.

So Sora sat there, reading the first paragraph, oblivious to the world, until one shriek got his attention.

"Sora!" his mom screamed. Sora flinched. "Go upstairs to your room, and change into something nice! Not those plain outfits you wear everyday, something formal! Up, now!"

And Sora did as what she asked him to, even in a rude way. Whatever he was doing it for, it didn't sound nice at all. Sora closed the book and secretly took the book with him, unnoticed by anyone.

"Riku?" Riku was cleaning up the books and setting them back where they belonged. He turned around and waved.

"Can I ask you a question?" Riku shrugged, like he usually did when he said yes, and Sora ran up to him.

"What should I wear?

"Well… something you like."

"Option canceled."

"Something formal."

"Don't have any."

"Why don't you wear that suit I gave to you?"

"Fine." Sora didn't like it, but he didn't want to upset his friend, so he had no other choice but to wear it. He thanked Riku and headed up to his room, and back down to something dreadful.

"Comb that hair of yours," his mom snapped.

"It was like that since I was little," said Sora.

"Whatever. Now listen up. We have a rich family coming in, along with your fiancée."

"But I don't have a fian – "

"Now you do," she hissed. "Her name is Namine, and you will greet her nicely like you warm friend, Riku."

"But – "

"And you will be sat down, looking straight forward, having your back straight up, and I will get the door. Your dad will talk, and you and Namine will talk as well. If you try any means of distracting this perfect dinner, the windows will be closed forever, I will burn down your favorite mythology book, you will not be allowed to even sit on the grass to stare out at the sea, and you will be grounded for the rest of your life."

"But – "

"No excuses about how you don't want to marry her. We want to the money, so we can get richer."

Talk about selfishness, Sora thought angrily. "But – "

"And no buts in dinner, don't talk with your mouth full, and don't act like a complete jerk who doesn't know anything."

Sora stopped auguring. When there was money, there were no words that could stop them from doing what they're doing. He shook his head and obeyed.

Minutes passed by, and they turned into hours. The family, whoever they were called, still didn't show up. Sora's stomach called for food, and he praised 164. As if god had heard him, the doorbell rang, and his mom furiously ran to the door and greeted them.

"Hello, hello, come in, come in. Sit anywhere you please, we have everything comfortable in out house." Except my room, thought Sora. He stood up and bowed, then sat back down, trying not to glare at his mom.

His dad spoke up, "Hello there, Mrs. And Mr. Tami, welcome, welcome. My, my, you have a wonderful daughter. Namine, is it?"

"Yes, she's been such a great help to the Tami family," replied Namine's mom. Sora looked at Namine. She was wearing a cream colored dress that reached only to her thighs. And she had blond hair, which Sora has something against.

She's more like Riku's type. Sora snickered. His mom cast a warning glance and he stopped immediately.

"So, this is your son?" Namine's father asked. Sora's mom nodded eagerly, waiting to hear a nice comment about him.

"Ha, he looked like me when I was young, except more serious."

"Uh… Nice to meet you… Mrs. and Mr. Tami," said Sora dimly.

"And a nice gentleman too. Perfect for Namine." Sora cast a sideway glance at Namine, who didn't seem at all bothered by the conversation held.

All he could think of doing was diving down into the ocean, which seemly was impossible, considering the fact that his mom wouldn't let him.

"Why don't we let them alone, and we can start our dinner?" asked Sora's mom. Sora's stomach lurched down. He felt like his appetite disappeared.

"Good idea, Mrs. Hikari," said Mrs. Tami. She took a seat next to Sora, who edged away from her horrendous breath. The left side was reserved for Namine. She smiled at Sora, who waved back.

"So, you're Sora? You look cuter than I expected you to be," said Namine.

Sora knew he didn't feel love sparks flying between him. Namine offered a hand and Sora shook it. His mom urged him something he couldn't tell.

"And you're… just as pretty." Sora's mom shook her head.

"Beautiful," said Sora annoyingly, but hid it. What wrong calling someone pretty anyway?

"Why thank you." They chatted for the next few hours, with Sora making every single new conversation die like an airplane diving down into the ground. And Sora figured that if he spent the rest of his life with Namine on Earth, it would be spending days with Pluto in Hell.

Sora wanted the family to go, but when he checked around, no one was pleading to stop dinner, and nobody would put stitches to shut the Namine machine up. Sora groaned and looked into the sunset. He saw lots of people tanning, and kids building sandcastles. He wished he was any one of them, but nooooo, his life had to be planned out.

Sora almost fell asleep, but Namine would just perk him with more things about her life. Sora listened, uninterested in any of the information, and when the Tami family left, it was already to eleven p.m.

Once Sora's mom closed the door, she clenched her fists and did a triumph sign. "Good, everything went out according to plan." And Sora's prize was a slap in the face.

"Up to your room, and no coming out of there till seven," she barked. Sora felt like a prisoner.

Sora locked his door, then turned out the lights. Taking his book bag, he walked up to his balcony and took one last peek at the door, then tied his rope to the edge of the balcony. He looked down, and when the end of the rope touched the ground, he pulled on it to make sure it wasn't loose. He grabbed the string and pulled himself down slowly. After his feet touched the ground, he pulled on the rope and put it into his backpack. If he didn't want to be found, he couldn't leave it behind.

One Year Later.

"Yes!" 15-year-old Sora cheered. He won the bet against Roxas, who glumly handed over his twenty-dollar bill.

"So, Leon's still better than Cloud," Roxas grumbled.

"No way, Cloud's way better than Leon," exclaimed Sora. Leon and Cloud recently went into a fight, and Sora and Roxas were betting who was going to win.

"Sora's got a point," Aerith said. "Cloud is better."

Roxas snorted. "You're just saying that because you like him."

Aerith blushed. "No I don't."

Sora laughed at her. When he escaped home, he never even noticed how much he changed. The notice board of Sora was still there, but the older version looked so different, no one even asked if he was Sora anymore. Roxas pulled on his black hood (think KHII) teasingly.

"How about another bet? I get that twenty-bucks back if…"

"I keep it if Aerith admits her love on Cloud in a month!" Sora piped up.

"I'll say a month and half," answered Roxas. Aerith gaped at the two kids.

"Are you guys using me? There's just no way I'm gonna admit my love."

"Ha, so you do love him!" Sora and Roxas said in unison. Aerith just walked away.

"Hey, guys, you just can't believe what I found!" Sora and Roxas covered their ears as Tidus ran over.

"You just can't believe what I found! Come on guys!" Tidus nudged Sora and opened up his fist.

"Yeah, so?" Roxas asked as he peeked a look.

"It's a mermaid necklace, dumbo! Some mythologist found it on the shore this morning, and he said it was a mermaid necklace. Even the text explains that whenever sailors thought they saw a mermaid – or merman, they would find this kind of necklace soon, and it meant something dreadful was going to happen!"

Roxas laughed and took the necklace. It looked like it was made of green vines, with leaves everywhere. "You seriously believe in all that stuff?"

"I do," said Sora.

"And I don't," Tidus replied. "Here, you can have as an early birthday present. I don't feel up to collect sea stuff. Weapons and blitzballs are more entertaining in my opinion." Sora rolled his eyes.

"We have that crusade ship we need to catch up. You can stay on this island awing at their treasures, but the rest of us are leaving."

"Okay, okay, I won't. What time is it?"

Roxas looked at his watch. "Well, it's five minutes before the dock will be empty."

They were at the edge of the sea, where tourists came and had fun. Of course, most lived on the chain of islands, but half the populations used to be tourists.

"Jeez, and to think, all this time your parents are trying to find you?" Selphie said. "Why don't they come out and search for themselves?"

"That's how they are. They're dimwitted, too stupid, and lazy," said Sora. "Well, I don't want them to come out and try to find me. Life suits better when you're outside eating ice cream than exercising your brain inside."

"Your lucky, I didn't even know my parents," said Roxas.

"I'll switch."

"Uh… no."

"Nah, candy's better," argued Tidus. Sora shook his head.

"Ice cream and chocolate," said Sora. He had ten scoops of ice cream on his ice cream cone. Selphie shivered.

"Who can you not get brain freeze?" questioned Selphie.

"I do, I just endure it," Sora answered. He ran up the stairs, careful not to let the ice cream tower to topple down onto his spiky hair. Tidus and Selphie rolled their eyes and followed suit.

"I like the wind better than the salty sea," said Selphie and Tidus. Sora shrugged and continued to look down at the sea while eating his ice cream, but a scoop accidentally slipped and fell onto somebody's cap on the bottom of the deck.

"Oops," Sora whispered and ducked down before the stranger shot his head up. The guy was mad. Sora quickly finished his ice cream and acted as innocent as he could while the stranger stomped up the stairs and glowered around the second deck. Too bad for Sora because the stranger decided to choose him.

"Now look what you did to my favorite hat my girlfriend gave to me!" the man screamed at Sora.

"You really have to brush your teeth," remarked Sora. Mr. Stranger hung Sora by he collar.

"Don't you dare be a wise guy," he continued to say and tried to punch Sora, but he was too slow and Sora ducked down.

"You have to practice your aiming too," added Sora. The guy growled before throwing him to the edge.

"Hey, hey, hey. No fighting around here, folks. Do it when you're on the ground!" the manager said while he tried to stop the fight.

But a storm was brewing up and they both stopped, looking up. Dark clouds covered the sky, and before Sora knew it, the ship came crashing around the sea.

"I'll deal with you later, punk," the stranger spat out. He ran down for shelter, leaving only Sora to hold the railings.

"Damn it!" Sora said before flipping to the other side, holding on to his life. And so the theory of the necklace was true, how wonderful.

Sora looked down at the water and gulped. He never knew water would be this dangerous until now. With one last thrust from the ship, Sora lost his grip on the railing and fell down into the sea.

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