A/N:
I am sooo sorry it took soooo long. But...I have a life, and that life consists of doing...nothing, really. But...Chapter Two! Yay!
Oh yeah...still don't own that Kingdom Hearts series, and never will. Damn.
Laughter. How this sound bothered him so. He wished the two girls would stop. He wasn't in the mood to listen to it, especially since he was late. And that fact that the two girls seemed to be going to the same place as him really didn't help. Oh…and the fact that they were giggling over him…didn't help, at all. But the two girls didn't know the man they were gossiping over was behind them.
Most celebrities look different in person then they do on the big screen, you know.
He brushed his short brown hair out of his face, and continued following the two girls. Although…he wasn't following them on purpose.
Stupid New York and your sidewalks filled with millions of people.
It might've been a good thing he looked a lot like almost every other guy on the street, because he wasn't up to giving away autographs or anything.
His bright blue eyes scanned the area, taking in the advertisements on the buildings. "Buy this! Do that! See this! Eat that!" they all yelled at him, in bright and fancy letters. He ignored them all and continued walking.
All he ever did was walk. You would think he would get a fancy limo, or at least a Hummer, but no, they make him walk. "Oh, it's only a few bocks! You can do it!" Ha ha, it's actually twenty blocks! But it's okay, you can still walk it.
And listen to the annoying laughter of two of your fangirls.
Who are probably going to the same place as you, to probably stare at you while you accept that award.
But…it's all good, y'know?
The award…what award was it? Something not important, that's all he knew. Or else he would've had a limo.
And he saw no limo anywhere, damnit.
And so he continued walking, his blue eyes glazing over slightly, and his brown hair attacking his ears in the wind.
He tripped. Fell flat on his face. Broke his glasses in his pocket, too. Almost broke his nose, but was glad he didn't. He sat up, quietly cursing under his breath.
At least the two annoying laughing girls were gone.
But…so was everything else. Everything was dark, nothing around him, nothing…anywhere.
Eyes fluttered open, blue ones at that. The man sat up, running his gloved fingers through his long brown-pink hair. He looked around, and saw, to his dissatisfaction, that he was in a dark alley. He could hear nothing, but the silent sound of the rain starting its usual pour. He sighed and stood up. He looked down the alley, and walked out of it, shielding his eyes from the rain. No one was there, but there was a skyscraper to the right of him.
He figured they might know something about where he was, so he decided to go inside.
If he would've known that that skyscraper was farther away than he originally thought, he probably would've stayed in that stupid alley.
He walked up the stairs cautiously, wiping the rain away from his eyes. He looked at the small 'Open' sign, and pushed the door open. He walked inside, where it was even colder than it was outside. And, of course, he was drenched and slightly shivering.
He walked up to the front desk and looked around. No one was there, so why the hell did the sign say open?
He turned around at the sound of heels clicking behind him. A tall blonde was there, her dress looked like she had taken one of those Jackets…like the one he was wearing…and cut it up. And it sure did fit her well.
She looked at him, eyes narrowed, and walked over to the desk and sat down. She put her fingers together and stared at him quizzically, as if trying to figure out who…or what…he was.
"Can you tell--?"
"You want to know where you are…don't you?" she asked, interrupting his question. He nodded. She smirked. "I won't tell you. Figure it out on your own. But…I should inform The Superior you are here…what is you name, sir?" she glared at him, obviously not to happy to have to call him sir.
He opened his mouth, and paused. She smirked.
"Marluxia," he finally said.
