Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts
This is my first fan-fic ever! I'm thinking of just keeping this a one-shot, but if I get good reveiws I'll try to make it a story. Feel free to criticize my mistakes and anything you think I should change, thanks.
The Girl Dressed in White
The girl was dressed in white. It matched her pale light skin and her blonde hair that brushed her shoulders. Her hand moved against the once white pages of her sketchbook, and with every mark that she created she felt that her heart was breaking. With every line that she drew it was like a pin was being pierced into her heart. Someone may ask if it caused her so much pain, why would she do this…to herself?
She did it because of him, the boy with brown spiky hair with deep blue eyes. He is the only one that could smile at her and make her go weak with joy and also weak with sadness. He was boy who had saved her in Castle Oblivion so many times, despite her manipulative actions. She had taken away his memories making him think that she was his light, but in the end she faltered. She wanted to do the right thing, or maybe it was because he proved to her that she could never be her.
It had made her happy the way he came to save her. But it was only because he was so nice; he would do that for anyone. Over time she came to realize that she was nobody that is what she is. Nobodys can feel no passion, no happiness, and most of all love. Then what was this feeling that she felt in her chest physical pain? A smile formed on her lips as she remembered how much he cared when he had saved her. He had almost fooled her, in thinking that he cared; of course that wasn't his fault. He was too nice. But in the end she realized that she would just be a forgotten memory, even though he promised she was never lost.
That is why she pieced together his memories. His real memories, the ones that didn't include her, but her. Even though she knew that he could never keep his promise, she continued with every mark and every line that broke her heart.