Okay, here's chapter two. sorry if I seem... unenthusiastic, I just can't think of anything witty right now.

Disclaimer- Don't own anything (unfortunately) excpet Sam and Eric.

Chapter 2

by hanyou-samurai

"Sorry. We only have one room left. The festival you know. It takes up all the rooms. I'm surprised that there's even one open," said the innkeeper in his loud voice. "But sharing won't be a problem for you two lovebirds, will it?"

"Sir, you have the wrong impression," said Zexion in a cold, hard voice. "We are not romantically involved in any way."

The innkeeper looked uncomfortable. "Ah, well. Do you want the room or not?"

Zexion and I exchanged glances. "We'll take it," I said. The innkeeper nodded and led us upstairs to our room.

The room was small, but clean, with its own small bathroom. A thick rug covered the floor.

"I'll take the floor," said Zexion, grabbing one of the pillows and some covers off the bed. I nodded. We tossed our bags onto the floor, and kicked our boots off.

Once the light was off and we were in bed, Zexion spoke.

"We'll start surveillance tomorrow. And Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"You look really pretty in that outfit."

I was shocked, and happy. "Thanks."

"Your welcome. Good night."

"Good night."

I fell asleep, very happy.

The next morning, still half asleep, I felt someone sit on the foot of my bed.

"Sam. Wake up."

I groaned and rolled over. I felt Zexion, for it was Zexion, I had recognized his voice, stand up, and walk away. Suddenly, light fell over me. I yelled and rolled out of bed onto the blessedly dark floor. I sat up, rubbing my eyes.

I looked at Zexion, sitting on the bed. He was holding his stomach and laughing. I had never seen him laugh this much before. I noticed that his hair was wet. He had obviously showered. I would have laughed with him, but I was in a foul mood.

I picked up the pillow that I had taken with me off the bed, and threw it at him. He caught it, and set it back on the bed.

"Don't be mad," he said, still grinning. I rolled my eyes, stood up, then took a shower. When I came out, he was just entering the room, holding a tray off food. He saw what I was wearing, and blushed slightly. I caught him blushing and grinned.

"Am I embarrassing you?" I asked. I was wearing faded jeans with the ends all ripped up, and holes in the knees, and a dark blue, short sleeve shirt that said, "Back off." The only part that probably embarrassed him was that my shirt was showing my stomach. I had black and red tennis shoes on my feet.

"Let's eat," he said hastily. Once we were done, we both stood up.

"Hey Zexion?"

He turned. "Yes?"

"Come here." He did so and I began to fiddle with his shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm fixing your shirt so you won't be roasting the entire time." I unbuttoned his sleeves and pushed them up above his elbows. I then unbuttoned the first three buttons on his shirt, so his shirt hung open, showing his muscular chest.

Once I was done, we left the inn. We walked through the crowded streets, taking in as much detail as we could.

"Those stairs lead to higher ground, which could be useful in the event of a battle," I said to Zexion. He nodded.

About lunchtime, I heard his stomach growl. I was getting hungry too. I grinned.

"Hungry?"

He nodded. "Yeah."

"Wait here."

I ran away. A few minutes later, I ran back to him, holding two cinnamon rolls. He took his and examined it.

"What is it?"

"It's a cinnamon roll. Haven't you ever had one before?"

He shook his head.

"Well, there's a first time for everything. Eat up!"

He took a bite. Hey, that's good!"

"Of course it is! Would I give you something that's disgusting?"

"Hey, Sam, you have some frosting on your nose."

"Are you serious? That always happens when I eat these!"

We had sat down on a bench to eat our lunch. He leaned over and licked the frosting off my nose.

"All gone," he said softly. I leaned forward slightly. He leaned forward also, and our lips met.

I felt electricity flow through me. I loved this man more than anything in the world. Once our lips parted, we both realized what had just happened, and we turned away, both of us blushing. I jumped up.

"I'll be right back," I murmured, then disappeared into the crowd. I stopped in a dark alleyway. I held one hand over my eyes, and the other hand over my erratically beating heart. I wanted to be with him so much, but Nobodies weren't supposed to have feelings.

I slumped onto the ground, holding my knees to me. What should I do? I stood up, deciding to wing it, and looked around. I couldn't remember which entrance I had come in. I started down one, hoping it was the right one.

I was about halfway there, when a guy walked into the alley. It was the same one who had walked in on me changing. I blushed.

He walked up to me and grabbed my arm.

"What were you doing in my cave?"

I looked at his hand, holding my arm.

"Let me go," I said lowly, dangerously.

"Who are you?"

"I said, let me go."

He shook me a little bit.

"Answer me!"

"Let me go!" I yelled at him, trying to tug my arm out of his grasp. He slapped me across my cheek, then that hand slipped around my waist, pulling my closer to him.

I slammed my foot onto his. He let me go with a curse. He then began to advance on me again, fists raised.

When he reached me, I took the heel of my palm and thrust it up into his nose. That martial arts move breaks the nose and sends the bone splinters deep into the brain, causing instant death.

But he didn't die. He glared back at me, clutching his bloody nose. It was then that I knew that he wasn't human.

A girl ran into the alleyway, running to him.

"Eric! Are you alright?" she asked. The girl had long red hair, and was wearing a pink dress.

"I'm fine," he said, still holding his nose. The girl glared at me.

"Leave him alone!" she said viciously. I realized with a start that I knew who this girl was. As she was walking away, I uttered a name quietly.

"Kairi?" she turned.

"How do you know my name? I've never seen you before in my life."

My hand flew to my mouth, then I lowered it.

"I… I don't know!" I turned and ran out of the alley. I saw Zexion swiftly walking through the crowd, looking for me. I ran straight to him, my hands clutching his shirt. I was sobbing.

"Make it stop! Make it stop!" I repeated over and over again.

His arms gently encircled me.

"Make what stop?" he asked tenderly.

"Everything! I knew who that girl was! I know where things are here! I knew where here was! I can't go back, Zexion! I can't go back to being human!"

I realized that Zexion knew exactly what I was talking about. He knew my past was so horrible that I don't want to go back. I think of being a Nobody as a sort of release from it all. I can act however I want because I am a Nobody. He also realized why my past had been so horrible.

"It's the precognition, isn't it?" he asked. I nodded against his chest.

I forgot to mention this, but I something of a seer. Sometimes, visions just come to me, visions of the future. At first, some of the Organization had taunted me, telling me I was just imagining it. Then, visions came to me, visions involving them. After those visions came true, they believed me.

His arms tightened around me. "Why must people torture those who are different?" he asked in a tight voice. I realized that he had been bullied as a child also, when he was still human.

"Zexion, I don't want to go back. I can't go back… to being human… to remembering. Zexion, I don't want to leave you!" That last part had just slipped out. I had not meant to say it. I felt him rest his chin on the top of my head.

"If you ever leave, I will find you and bring you back." I felt my heart almost jump out of my chest. In his own way, he was telling me that he loved me.

We both jumped apart, as if on cue. We had both sense a powerful being somewhere on the islands.

"Is it an Organization member?" I asked Zexion, who was better at this than I was.

He shook his head, looking around.

Suddenly, my head ached horribly. I sunk to my knees, holding it. Zexion dropped to his knees too, knowing I was getting another vision.

"What is it?" he asked gently.

"You… you're fighting. You're fighting the guy who walked in on me when I was changing. I'm… I'm in chains, watching the two of you. You're losing." I gasped, feeling my heart crack. "His sword… just went through you. You're falling to the ground, bleeding. You smile at me, and say something, then, your eyes close… and you're dead. The guy walks up to me and tries to drag me away by the chains, but I break free. I run to your body, and I'm sobbing." I stopped. That was it.

"Was I bad with what I was fighting with?" he asked thoughtfully. I nodded.

"You two were fighting with swords, and you were awful."

"Then would you teach me?" I looked at him, surprised.

"Why?"

"Do you want me to die?"

"No!"

"There's that. And also… I know you met that same guy in the alley, and I can see by your red cheek that he hit you. That is unforgivable. He messes with you, he messes with at least five Organization members.

"Really? Who? I wasn't aware I was so popular."

"Me, Axel, Roxas, Xigbar, Marluxia, and sometimes Xemnas. In fact, I think that almost all the Organization members would fight with you."

"Who wouldn't?"

"Larxene. She feels that you stole her place as head female, so she hates you. And maybe Xemnas. It depends on what kind of mood he's in."

I stood up, offering Zexion a hand. He took it and rose too.

"So, are we done?" he asked.

I shook my head. "Almost. There's just one more place." I pointed to a small island in the ocean. He looked over and turned pale.

"Are you sure we need to go there? I mean, it's just a small, unimportant island, right? What could go on there?"

I examine him closely. His face was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"Zexion, are you okay?"

He sat down on the ground, holding his stomach. "No. I get seasick. Just thinking about boats makes me sick."

I started laughing. I couldn't help it. Zexion turned red.

"Is it that funny?"

"It's only funny because, well, it's you. You're this super powerful guy and you get seasick."

He groaned. "This is so embarrassing."

I grinned and held out my hand, helping him up again.

"C'mon. We'll only be on the boat for a few minutes."

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