TsubakiTwilight: Hey hey yo! How are my avid readers doing today/tonight/this morning? Awesome! Thanks for tuning into this latest chapter of Forgotten Memories: Introduction! Today's assistant director is the blonde-haired, blue-eyed Keyblade wielder, number thirteen in the Organization, the Nobody… ROXAS! *fanfare*

Roxas: *walks in* Hey everyone.

TsubakiTwilight: Alrighty then! Roxas, if you would.

Roxas: Sure. *turns to readers* TsubakiTwilight doesn't own Kingdom Hearts but she does own the original characters.

TsubakiTwilight: Okay! *turns to cast* We're on in 3-2-1… ACTION!

Bright green eyes shot open as a boy sat up in bed, looking around wildly. He was back in his room. The rays of the morning sun shone through his bedroom window, burning away the shadows and his fears. He released a breath he didn't know he was holding and place his head in his hands. 'It was just a dream…' he thought with relief running a hand through his spiky black hair.

The boy looked over at his alarm clock, which read 7:03 AM in bright red writing and groaned. He had to meet with his friends at seven thirty. The boy quickly got out of bed and made his way to his adjoining bathroom. He did his daily routine which included taking a quick shower and brushing his teeth before changing out of his green pajamas.

The boy changed into a short sleeved white shirt under a black jacket that ended above his stomach with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. He had green fingerless gloves on his hands; with a pair of beige cargo shorts, and a few chains hanging from the side, as his pants. Black shoes adorned his feet and he wore a silver key pendant on a chain around his neck.

The boy attempted to brush his unruly, black hair into something more manageable but soon gave up after his brush got stuck five times. He turned and made his way to the kitchen, after checking the clock, which displayed 7:19 AM. The boy lived in a relatively small house, if you could call it that as it was more of a shack with a single bedroom, bathroom and kitchenette.

The boy made himself a bowl of cereal before eating it. As he ate his thoughts drifted back to the dream he had. For some reason he could only remember bits and pieces of it but not the whole thing and it frustrated him. 'Sounded like a great dream…' he thought to himself, causally glancing at the kitchen clock.

7:46 AM.

The boy promptly began to choke on his cereal when his brain registered that he was late. "Holy crud I'm late!" he yelled, standing up and practically throwing his bowl and utensil into the kitchen sink-he would wash dishes later-before running out the door and down the dirt part that lead away from his house.

The boy ran on the path and eventually saw the town sign come into view. 'Welcome to Inizio Town, the town of beginnings.' the sign read in big, blocky, black letters on a bright blue backdrop. He had always thought the sign should be painted differently to match what the town looked like but the mayor refused, saying how the current sign gave the town more 'character' as he put it.

He passed by the tall, three story-high brick buildings and ran down the large cobblestone path, waving to the people he passed as they began opening shops and doing laundry and other daily things. Inizio was a relatively small town, in which everyone knew everyone, that looked like it was from a 19th century European movie. The buildings were all brick with large glass windows and the sun shone throughout the year giving the town a homey and warm aura. They boy crossed a short bridge that crossed the river that flowed in town and turned the nearest corner.

In the distance he saw two people standing around a small stone fountain, one was waving at him the other was leaning against the fountain wall.

"Len, over here!" the person waving called out.

The boy, now identified as Len, ran over to the two people. "Sorry I'm late!" he said once he was close enough to them.

"It's okay," the person who waved said, "I just got here." This person was a girl about fourteen in age. She had short red hair and black eyes and was wearing a blue tank top with a thigh length denim skirt and blue sandals. She had a silver bracelet on her wrist and silver earrings on both ears. "But Luke has been waiting for a while." She added, motioning to the boy beside her.

"You guys just need to learn to be punctual." Luke replied. Luke was about fifteen in age with had short, white, messy hair and brown eyes. He had tanned skin and had black rimmed glasses on. He was wearing a simple black shirt under and gray short sleeved jacket with long white pants and shoes of the same color.

"Hey! I'll have you know I can be very punctual!" the girl huffed, crossing her arms and narrowing her eyes.

Luke scoffed and also crossed his arms. "I don't consider getting here at seven forty punctual Kim."

"Oh? Then what do you consider 'punctual' Mister-I-Always-Arrive-on-Time?"

"Well for one thing I consider actually getting here on time to be punctual."

Sensing a fight Len quickly stepped in. "Uh… hey guys!" he said, grabbing his friend's attention. "Shouldn't we be going? It's already past eight."

"What? C'mon guys we have to hurry!" Kim yelled, grabbing both Luke and Len by their hands and literally dragging them away.

Ten minutes later they found themselves standing under a large oak tree just outside the town borders.

"Remind me why we're here again?" Luke asked.

"Don't tell me you forgot!" Kim yelled, jumping up. "It's our weekly get-together under good old Mr. Oak."

Ever since the trio could remember, they would always head over to the large oak tree once a week to just hang out. They would spend the whole day there just talking or playing games; it was a tradition of theirs, one they promised they would do even when they got older.

"Oh yeah… I forgot about that." Luke replied covering his ears from the lecture he knew he was going to get.

"How could you forget?" Kim screamed while waving her arms around. "We only do this, like, once a week! It's a tradition of ours and you just forgot?" Her voice steadily rose higher with every word she spoke.

"…I… I think Luke was just joking Kim…" Len said from his usual spot on a large root that jutted out of the dirt and grass.

Kim immediately stopped and put her arms down. "I-I knew that."

"Sure…" Luke said with a grin as he plopped himself on the empty spot next to Len. "And I'm a pig's uncle."

Kim flushed in embarrassment before crossing her arms and pouting. "You're mean Luke."

"Nah, I'm just being me."

"… Well I still think you're being mean…" Kim sat on a root opposite from the two boys and a silence descended upon them. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence; but one that allowed the three friends a moment to gather their thoughts. "So," Kim began, breaking the silence, "anything interesting happen to you guys?"

"My mom's getting married again." Luke answered with a shrug. "Does that count as interesting?" Luke was the oldest out of five siblings… well half-siblings would be a better term as Luke's mother's marriages never seemed to last. Her last marriage only lasted a month before she got a divorce.

"Not really… well other than the fact that the town will be having another party because of the marriage is interesting…" Kim trailed off thoughtfully. "… I also guess that my parents will be extra busy in the next few weeks." Kim was the only daughter of a wealthy business man who moved to Inizio Town with his pregnant wife fourteen years earlier. The young couple quickly fell in love with the town and would often hosts extravagant parties at their mansion.

"I like your parents' parties." Len quipped, swinging his legs out of boredom.

"You only like the food they share." Kim pointed out.

"Well… yeah. They have awesome food at their parties!" Len was probably the poorest one out of his friends. He never knew his parents and was raised by his grandparents in the center of town; however, when they passed away, Len didn't want to burden another family and decided to live by himself at the age of ten with the help of his inheritance. Needless to say he would receive help from the other townsfolk frequently in the form of new clothes or hot meals but refused any other form of help.

"I think we're getting off topic here." Luke cut in.

"Oh! Right. So anyway, back to the topic… anything interesting happen to you Len?" Kim asked.

"… Hmmm… I can't really think of anything…" he replied, crossing his arms and thinking. Suddenly his dream flashed in his mind and he paused. "… Actually… I had this weird dream last night…"

"Ooh! What was it about?" Kim leaned forward in excitement.

"… I can actually only remember parts of it…" Len said. "I mean, I know you guys were in it… and that I talked to you two on a beach."

"Did we say anything?" Luke asked his curiosity peaked.

"You guys asked me a question. I think you," he pointed at Luke, "asked me what I wanted out of life and I replied that I wanted to broaden my horizons. And you," he pointed to the red-haired girl, "asked me what I was afraid of and I said indecisiveness."

"… Maybe it's one of those dreams that predict the future…" Luke trailed off.

"What do you mean?" asked Kim.

"I'm not too sure about it myself, but I read somewhere that there are dreams that predict the future. Maybe you're going to travel one day and that you need to be aware of making decisions or something."

"Can you remember anything else?" Kim asked turning her attention back to the dark-haired boy.

"Well… I'm not too sure if this happened… but there was this other girl on the beach with us… I don't remember what she said but I know it had to deal with friendship…"

"What did she look like?"

"… I… I don't remember… for some reason I can't remember what she looked like but I know that she was there on the beach with us."

"That's interesting…" Luke said thoughtfully. "Anything else."

"I think there were monsters in there as well… but it's getting all fuzzy and I can't remember it too well… there was some sort of… platform… and pedestals… and a door…" Len stopped a faraway look in his eyes.

You are the one who will open the door…

"Earth to Len. C'mon snap out of it!" Kim said, snapping her fingers in front of Len's face.

"Huh? What?"

"You spaced out there for a second?" Luke said.

"Really? I don't remember doing that…"

"If you're forgetting this easily then it means you're getting old." Kim said casually and in a nonchalant tone.

"I'm not getting old!" Len snapped.

"Yeah you are!" Kim replied. "You're become an old coot with bad memory." She added with a wide grin.

"W-Well… Well look at Luke!" Len spluttered pointing to the older teen.

"What about me?"

"If I'm old then Luke must be ancient then! Look! He has white hair!"

"!"

"Oh yeah! Luke does have white hair!"

"… You guys just noticed that now?"

"Maybe~" Len and Kim said at the same time bursting into laughter at Luke's disbelieving expression.

"… I need to get more friends…" he muttered rubbing his temples causing the younger teens to laugh harder.

"Lighten up Luke!" Len said, slapping Luke on the back. "We were just joking!"

"I'll have you know that you two have hurt my feelings." Luke replied in a serious tone though the playful smile on his face suggested otherwise.

The three friends began laughing. This is why they always upheld this tradition. They could laugh together and share secrets with one another without being judged or ridiculed. Here, they could be themselves and enjoy each other's company.

Unbeknownst to them, a solitary figure watched them, laughing with one another, with a shadowed expression. "… Len…" the person whispered. A single tear fell to the forest floor as a hand was placed on the person's shoulder.

"Let's go… don't worry you'll get your revenge." The second person said before leading the smaller figure away and towards a third person.

"It's almost time." The third person announced, opening a portal. "Soon, our plan will be put into motion… are you ready?"

"… Yes…" the smallest figure replied.

The second and third figures smiled before entering the portal. The first figure turned around once more, staring at the direction she had come from for a moment longer, before also entering the portal.

TsubakiTwilight: SCENE! Okay folks that's a wrap and great job as usual!

Cast: Thanks Tsubaki-san.

Roxas: I felt that it was a good chapter and enjoyed it.

TsubakiTwilight: Thanks! I worked hard on this chapter and hope that my viewers will read and review! Keep an eye out for the next chapter of Forgotten Memories: Introduction and hope to see y'all soon! Ja ne~!