I... I think I died... It's eight pages long... EIGHT PAGES LONG. Omg... -dies dies dies- I think I shall no longer live... x_x

NO ITS NINE? WHAAAAT? -dies more-

So, yeah, Spazzeh and I are at seperate houses again, but no worries! The story must go on! We continue writing! Weeee!

As I was texting my friend Cody (the same Cody in this story), he was complaining about me giving him the intelligence of a squirrel, so when he reads this to make him happy (I shouldn't even try =_=); Cody doesn't have the intelligence of a squirrel. While he might be fluffy and cute like a squirrel, he isn't only concerned with climbing trees and eating acorns. He likes other things, and actually, doing those two things seperatly or together has never crossed his mind. He is a smart person, and I was just making fun of him because I can and it's easy. Thank you. Also, Cody, I LOVE YOU!:D

And, Alison, I totally screwed this up. I made this chapter horribly long. ;-;

Okay, so I'm not sure if there was any reviews or not, but I'm too lazy to check, so I'll assume there wasn't and, I'm sorry if there was ;-;

Another note, before I go do the disclaimer. There is implied RikuRoku in my story like CRAZY. If you don't like it, I'm sooo sorry, but there's a reason and you'll learn of it eventually! I promise!

Disclaimer: I don't own KH. I don't own the characters, worlds, or the plot of the game. I do own the retardness that ensures in this story, however. This was my idea, after all.

Enjoy:D

Chapter Three:

The pen was nearly unforgiving in my hand as I signed off my name, Rachell Davis, and passed the pen off to Cody, who followed suit. Alison was the last one to pen her name, then she turned quickly, her eyes unfocused for half a second before she smiled, rocking back and forth on her heels. "Okay, so now what?"

In all honesty, that phrase scared me beyond belief. After what we had gone through in the city, I was ready to just lay down and sleep for three days. I would be awake in time for the Struggle competition, granted if Cody woke me up or not, and I honestly needed it right now. That vision I had of silver and viridian as well as the sparks that weren't there… What did that all mean? And what was going on?

"How 'bout some practice?" I suggested, half-heartedly. I wanted to sleep, not fight.

Alison, unfortunately, nodded in agreement. "That certainly can't hurt."

"Practice?" Cody sounded eager but irritated at the same time. "You think we need practice?" I was ready to tune him out during his rant, but I decided to listen; he'd kill me if he knew I wasn't listening. "We just came through that city kicking ass! And not to mention those asses were Heart-Mmm. Mmm…. Mmmmmm mm mmmm!" I put my hand on his mouth, Alison along with me, just in time to keep him from revealing anything he wasn't supposed to. Paul and the others looked at us like we were going insane, but since we were already aware of this, we shook it off. In return, we can innocent smiles, and felt Cody's lips turn up against our hands, knowing he realized his mistake.

"Okay, then…" Pence hesitated at saying anything, his brown eyes shifting nervously between us.

Hayner, however, wasn't scared at us in anyway. "C'mon!" he demanded, motioning toward the Sandlot. "Let's find some Struggle bats! I wanna see what I'm gonna be up against!"

This wasn't a good idea, and I wished that Cody would listen to me more often than not. It was a bad idea to fight Alison because I saw the way she was looking at her arm, even before the fight started, and I knew that she was hurt. Only if she was hurt bad enough to effect her fighting was the question.

They were talking and fighting, something I didn't know was possible. Cody seemed to look like he would have the upper hand, but I knew Alison wasn't weak even if everyone else thought so. I felt that girl's punches and they weren't feather light. She could easily take Cody down, in my opinion, but I knew voicing that would have been a bad idea, especially since it seemed like everything could come back and bite me in the ass here.

Orbs were falling the most from Cody, and I sighed as Hayner and Pence cheered for more violence as Paul and Olette cheered for Alison over Cody. I put in my own, before my eyes caught sight of Roxas, who was sitting by himself a bench or two away. My eyes narrowed as I climbed over the back of ours and made my way over to him.

"You okay?" I asked, putting my hand on his shoulder, shocks running through my body and the way he reacted said the same. We jumped to separate, and before he could respond, Cody started yelling.

"Alison! Are you okay! Hey!"

When I looked back, Alison was falling back, then her body was still, Paul the first one up there beside Cody, shaking her lightly. "Aly! Aly! Baby, wake up!"

I ran up to the stage, jumping up to the raised ground and over to Alison, skidding to my knees beside her, picking up her wrist. "She's alive, just unconscious. We need to get her to a clinic right now."

"There's one down the street. We could take you there."

I looked up to the dirty blonde and nodded, then back down to her, my eyes finally landing on a crimson spot on her arm. My eyes narrowed. Sometimes I hate being wrong.

Before anyone else could react, Paul was carrying her in his arms, looking at Hayner with fire in his eyes. "Where's this clinic?"

Pence and Olette led the way, Hayner trailing behind to talk to Roxas, and I stopped almost momentarily to look at him. When our eyes met, my body felt the same as jelly, and it wasn't in the good way. My stomach sank and I looked away, jogging to catch up to the rest of them.

"Just put a freakin' potion thing on it!" Paul yelled, slamming his hands down on the counter, his teeth ground together as he glared at the nurse.

She wasn't going to give in, and she shook her head. "It's an inefficient way to heal a wound. The best we can do right now is wrap it and let her rest."

"Fine, whatever. What room is she getting?"

The look she gave us, the way her silver eyes shined with apology, made me want to punch her in the face. "We don't have a room for her here, so you would have to find her somewhere to stay."

Paul growled in frustration, but Roxas piped up, looking at me intently, switching his eyes to Alison. "She can stay at my house. It's really no problem if I stay with Hayner for a while, really. She needs to rest."

Her boyfriend looked to close to hugging the spiky haired boy. I smiled. "Are you sure? I mean, you just met us…"

"It's not a problem, I promise. Don't worry about it." He didn't seem like he was going to change his mind, so I dropped it, and motioned for Paul.

"Can you get her please?" I asked, and he nodded. "Roxas, do you mind showing us where your house is?"

He smiled, and nodded, leading the way to his house, which wasn't even as far as we all expected. Once into the dwelling, he shrugged. "Sorry it's a mess. My parents went out of town for the summer, so I've been home alone, and I'm a bit of a messy person."

We all nodded more or less with agreement, all our own variety of messy, then he showed us to his room, letting Paul put Alison down softly, covering her up with green sheet that he called a blanket. To the right of the bed there was a blue sphere with a fish circling it with slow circles, and a desk a little past that, a star flashing with neon even further. The star made me narrow my eyes at the familiarity of it as another memory flashed into my vision, one that made me blank for much longer than a second. I felt my legs give out, and I fell back and into Cody's arms.

"Rachell!"

The star in the corner was the only light I had at the moment, my lamp turned out as I tossed in the bed, eyes escaping to the window, watching the moonshine in it's disappearing glory. My eyes softened at it, and I sighed, turning over to face a teen leaning against the wall. "How long have you been standing there?"

"I don't know," the silver haired intruder lied, tilting his head down as two black clothe strips fell forward. I frowned at the blindfold around his eyes. I wished I knew what color they were…. "I shouldn't be here…"

I downright glared at him, sitting up on my bed. "I know…" I lowered my blue eyes to the bed, my vision out of focus and blurry, wet stains following suit. I wiped my tears away, sniffling. "I know…"

He shocked me in the next second as he put one hand under my chin and the other at the back of my head, fingers entwining in my blonde hair. "It's okay, because… I'll stay as long as I can."

A hiccup erupted in my body and I reached around, pulling the tie of the blindfold off, letting it fall to my lap. Aquamarine. They were such a pretty viridian color, and I sighed, leaning to rest my forehead against his. "I wish that could be forever…"

"I wish so too…" His hand dropped to mine, squeezing lightly as we looked up at each other, eyes meeting in a clash. "I…"

I didn't want to hear it, and I leaned in, our lips getting closer…

"Goddammit Rachell, wake up!"

I reached up and smacked him on the arm, Cody falling back with a pout frown, brown eyes looking at me with worry. "Jesus, stop YELLING." I told him, holding my head as pulses of pain jetted down my spine from the throb in my brain. "My head hurts…"

"Are you okay?" he asked, and I looked up, noticing no one else in the room beside us. "You were out for a whole ten minutes… The others rushed off to buy a potion or something."

I blinked, then shrugged, bringing my knees up to my chest. "I don't know… I've been having… these weird thoughts lately…"

"Sora moment, much?" he laughed, and I shot him a deadly glare.

"Beside the part about me quoting Sora, I really have… I've…" I didn't know how to describe it. But, this was Cody, and he had seen me at my worst. Maybe a crazy moment wouldn't sound so crazy after all. "It's like I've been seeing through someone else's eyes… I could have sworn I saw Riku just a moment ago… In my dream…" I looked over at him, expecting to see confusion, but he was calm. "And, I'm nearly positive I was… Roxas…"

"You were seeing through Roxas' eyes?"

I nodded. "I know, it sounds crazy beyond belief. Go ahead, make fun of me for it…" I said.

"Actually, I've been having the same problem."

My eyes widen as I looked over at him, my brown hair falling in my face a little, pushing it back. "You have…?"

He nodded. "When we were in the city, as soon as I looked at the skyscraper, I swore I could see myself up there, fighting someone, the sparks erupting, then a voice calling out for me to stop… It was so strange…" He leaned against the wall, sitting next to me. "Then when I saw Roxas, there were too many things that rushed into my brain all at once, but I felt this overwhelming sense of protection toward him… It was so strange…"

Cody's turn to turn to me. "I know, I sound stupid."

"No, because I know…" I smiled. "Hey, you wanna have a quick spar down at the Sandlot? We might have to fight during the Struggle."

He shrugged. "I guess. Preliminaries are tomorrow, so we better not hurt each other too much."

I smirked. "Like you'd hurt me that bad, right?"

"Depends if you want me to hold back."

I laughed as he helped me up, and we left the room, walking out into the hallway. Roxas was at the end, talking to someone on the other side of the front door, but he turned to us as we walked up. "Oh. You're awake, Rachell…" He waved at what I presumed to be Hayner, Pence and Olette. "We were worried you were hurt too."

"No. I'm fine." I smiled. "But Cody and I were about to go to the Sandlot to practice. Do you have an extra set of bats we could use?"

He nodded. "Yeah. They're custom, so I hope you don't mind." After disappearing into his room, he came back with two bats, both of them black with a checkerboard handle. "Hayner made them for me a while back, but I've never used them. They usually won't let me in the competition. At least now they'll be put to use."

We took them with a smile, and raced to the Sandlot, Hayner and Olette following us out of curiosity. As we skidded to a stop there, we groaned as a familiar blonde turned, smirking. "Well, if it isn't the out-of-towners. Never did get to introduce yourselves properly."

"Rachell." I spat. "And that's Cody."

Seifer smirked, then eyed our bats with a smug look. "You two were going to spar, weren't you?"

Cody shrugged. "So what if we were?"

"Instead of fighting the pipsqueak, why don't you fight me?" Seifer took a bat from Fuu, pointing it at Cody.

The brunette was going to say something, but I stepped up, fire in my eyes. "I'll fight you. Damn straight no one's getting away with calling me a pipsqueak."

He laughed. "I'll hurt you."

That set my last nerve to hell and I lunged, making a quick swipe at him, but it failed as he jumped back, further into the middle of the lot. "Whoa. Feisty midget, huh?"

"I am not a fucking midget!" I jumped toward him against, hitting him against the side and side stepping away, never lowering my weapon. I heard Rai's yells at Seifer of "making a move, y'know!" and Cody's "kick his ass, Rae!" screams. I smirked, dodging as he aimed for my arms then double back to hit my weapon, only to have me swerve out of his reach and block his attack with my bat, pushing him back. "I hope you aren't holding back." I smirked.

"Not even for a girl."

"Nice to know."

I dove at him, attack his arm, and rolling to grab his weapon that flew out of his hand. As he growled, I pointing it at him with a smug smirk on my face. "So, I guess I've won, huh?"

He took the bat from me, throwing it back to Rai. "Whatever, lamer. I'm not going to forget this. Come on, Rai, Fuu. We've got better things to do."

"Yeah! He's gonna get you back, y'know?"

"Petty victory."

The three of them left in a huff, and I turned to Cody, would was jogging toward me. "Rachell, that was awesome!"

"Thanks." I smiled.

He grinned. "How did you do that?" He asked, brown eyes slightly curious.

"Easy. Since he's taller and heavier, his attacks would take much longer to reach me. I could side step and attack faster because I'm lighter and… yeah, you know the other word."

"Shorter? Ah, admitting it, aren't we?"

I growled. "I am not short! And don't- Cody?" He came up close to me, my have buried right under his chin. "What the hell?"

"You're short!"

I pushed him off, and glared. "I am not!"

He motioned to his chin. "You come up to here! You're way short!"

"Make you're just freakishly tall!"

There was a small cough, and we turned to Roxas, who looked at us. "Ah, sorry, but I need to talk to Rachell… Is that okay?"

I frowned at the ask of permission; Cody wasn't my mom! He shrugged, though, and pushed me toward the blonde, making me growl. I followed Roxas to Market Street, where we leaned up against the wall by the accessory shop. "Why does it seem like we've met?" he asked, looking at me intently, no signs of looking away.

"I have no idea… Have we?" I asked, playing stupid.

"I feel like we have… But, I think I would remember if I met anyone named Rachell… It's not a common name, you know?"

I nodded, then he sighed. "And… when you touched my shoulder, sparks ran through out my body."

"Me too… This is too weird."

"It really is…"

Silence.

"I… I should probably take you back to Cody, huh?" he smiled. "You two seem to get along well."

I laughed. "You're humor is funny. Cody and I fight like a cat and dog. We never get along."

We walked back to the Sandlot, but the entire time I felt like there was someone watching…

The preliminaries were easy. In the end, Cody, Paul, Vivi, Seifer, Hayner, Roxas and I all made it through, but they wouldn't let Alison fight because she didn't participate. Talk about a real bummer.

Cody found out he had to fight Hayner, however, and sparks started flying. A rivalry was formed, and arguments between them started getting annoying and repetitive. More than once did they challenge each other to a Struggle battle, but Roxas and I managed to talk them out of it.

I had to fight Roxas in the competition, but we didn't turn it into a huge deal like Hayner and Cody. We just shrugged at it and cheered for them, choosing to ignore the possible loss.

Seifer and Paul were the last two during the competition, and also going to be the bloodiest, even before they fought. Throughout the entire prelims, they were shooting dirty looks at each other, even more so after they found out they would be next to each other on the bracket. It was driving Cody and I mad knowing that Paul would have to fight him, but we easily washed over those worries when we found out that Vivi's opponent was open. It was shocking that he made it through so far, and not Rai or Fuu, but another worry was cast aside. It didn't matter, and this couldn't turn out like the game, right?

Well, it was the day after that really shocked us. We all sat downstairs, playing video games in Roxas' living room. "Rachell, go check on Alison." Cody mumbled, titling in turn to the movement of his car on the screen.

"What? I did it last time!" I complained, ignoring the fact him and Paul were too into the game to care what I had to say.

"Well, I'm in the middle of something. Go check."

I stood and sent a small kick to Cody's side, walking silently down the hallway. The door had a small 'Roxas' painted on it in black, and I turned the knob, cracking the door open about an inch to look inside. When I saw Alison look over with a pained face my eyes widened. "ALISON!" I screeched, pushing the door back hard enough to rip it off the hinges. It slammed against the door and I rushed over to tackle her into a hug. "It's about damn time!"

I thought I heard her groan, but I got up and looked out into the hallway, looking down to the living room where Cody and Paul had matching looks of confusion. "Guys, she's awake!"

They fought over getting down the hallway first, pushing each other before getting to the doorway. Paul's eyes lit up and I stepped aside. "Baby!" He wrapped her in his arms, pressing his mouth to her forehead sweetly. " Are you all right?"

She glared a little, coughing to clear her throat. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just wish people would stop yelling." She directed her glare to me, and I mouthed 'sorry'. "Wha-"

"What the hell?" Cody's yell interrupted, forgetting her head hurt, or the fact she just said to stop. Paul and I both glared at him, getting him to soften his voice to a whisper. "What the hell? Why didn't you tell us you were hurt?"

She looked at her arm, cursed silently then sighed a little. "I didn't want anyone to worry."

Wow. Really? "Well, you definitely failed at that," I told her, shaking my head slightly.

"Yeah… Sorry… Can someone explain, though, why I'm in Roxas' room?"

I decided to step up and speak, smiling. "Oh yeah. We took you to the clinic and they wrapped your arm. They refused to put a potion on it because that's an 'inefficient way to heal a wound.' But they told us that they didn't have room to keep you there, so Roxas offered to let you stay at his house and let you rest in his bed He said it would be no trouble and he could stay over at Hayner's while we all stayed here. I'm not sure why he was so insistent on it, though." I cursed myself for forgetting to ask him. "Offering his bed to a stranger…"

She didn't argue at all, and I continued. "But they said you had obviously passed out from loss of blood." I told her.

"How long had it been?"

"Sine what?"

"Since I passed out," she said in that voice that told me "did you really just ask that?". Well, so I was kinda blonde. Whatever.

"Oh, um… About that, uh… You kinda missed the preliminaries. They were yesterday…" She started to rub her temples, her whole demeanor changed from glad to be awake to disappointed. "We tried to explain to them why you couldn't fight until the actual battle, but they said 'due to your absence in the preliminaries you cannot compete.'" My skills to recall what these people had said was astounding lately. "Sorro." And stealing my cousin's words was starting to grow on me, as well.

"How many are in the competition." She asked.

"Only three didn't move on; you, Rai and Fuu." The fight that Fuu and Rai had fought was nice, but Fuu was no match against me. "Hayner, Roxas, Seifer, Cody, Paul and I are all in."

Cody piped up to continue. "Don't forget Vivi."

"Oh yeah. It's weird how he made it, but Seifer's other lackeys didn't…"

She threw the covers away. "Well, maybe I can go convince the promoter to give me a shot." As she stood, her footing faltered, and Paul caught her before she fell back.

"Maybe you should get somethin' to eat first," he suggest, and she nodded without argument, and we all headed into town.

After filling her in on what had happened yesterday, we all got pretzels and spent whatever Munny we got from those Heartless. I also told her about the argument that Cody and Hayner had (it was over a Struggle bat and me, no less), and she probably forgot it because of how ridiculous it was.

The Struggle promoter stood in the Sandlot, eyes focused on the tournament brackets for the first round, and I sighed at the fact Alison's name wasn't on the board. But, I had to applaud us on the timing. He turned as we began to walk up. I bit into my pretzel, deciding to keep my mouth shut until I needed to open it.

"Well, hello there! Are you three ready for tomorrow!"

Alison was the first to inform. "That's actually what we're here about."

"I don't recall seeing your face." The promoter looked at her, eyes narrowed in curiosity.

I guess I needed to talk. Cody would probably make things worse. "Mr. Promoter, sir? This is Alison," I motioned to her. "the one who didn't show up yesterday?"

"Ah, yes!" he smiled. "How can I help you?"

"I was actually wondering if there was any way that I could be added into the competition." She wasn't going to beat around the bush, it seemed. "I know I missed the preliminaries, but there must be someway that I could show you that I belong in at least the first round."

"Well, I'm sorry, but…" Alison's shoulders slouched. "I'll tell you what: if you do me the favor of putting up posters in the Tram Common I'll add you in. There's an odd number of contestants anyway. Having an even number would make things much easier for me. Normally people would get paid for posting the signs, but seeing has how you need this more-"

Alison wasn't going to listen to him anyway. "I'll do it!" she exclaimed, and I was honestly scared of her face splitting open from her smile. "Just tell me where the posters are, and I'll get started a-sap!"

The promoter smiled and chuckled. "Well, all righty then!" He opened the metal door I had always wondered what it went to and opened the storeroom, nearly too many bats in there for me to count. When he finally handed over the posters, Alison dashed away to the common, leaving us behind to run after her.

"Alison!" I yelled, even after she hopped on the skateboard and left us behind.

"Dammit Alison!" Cody yelled, running even faster as Paul followed him, I being last, my vision hazy as I swore I saw Riku instead of Cody. 'Don't leave me!' What in the hell?

"Wait! Tell her that the boards with the diamonds are where she needs to hang the signs!" the promoter yelled at me, and I turned to give him a thumbs up, racing to catch up with the others.

She had stopped at the candy shop, and I was last to run up with the news the promoter had told me, and she wasted no time hopping back on the skateboard and posting the signs, finishing in record speed. When she stopped back in front of us, the Struggle promoter was striding up to us. "Thanks for your help! I'll be sure to add you into the tournament. And here," he placed Munny into her hand, and I counted it all before she slipped it into her pocket. One-fifty? "just a little extra for the extra work that you did."

She looked up from her palm. "I can't accept this." She went to hand it back, but Cody nudged her in the ribs, the look on his face one that screamed pretzels and ice cream.

"Please, it's my pleasure." She sighed, put the Munny in her pocket as the promoter turned to leave. I squealed with joy, my vision still a little hazy from my flashback earlier, and she smiled.

Roxas and the others ran up to us in a matter of moments, their faces all downcast. "Hey guys, is something wrong?" I asked, tilting my head in confusion.

"Yeah…" Roxas said, and Alison looked a little shocked. "One of our friend's shops has been robbed. It's completely ruined."

"What shop?" Alison asked.

"The armor shop," Olette said, her eyes worried.

"But that's impossible. We were just over there, not too long ago…"

Roxas just offered a shrug.

Cody crossed his arms. "What'd they take?"

"Just some _." Roxas gasped, hands flying to his throat."

Paul quirked an eyebrow, confused. "Some what?"

Hayner glared at Roxas. "Some _."

"C'mon guys," Pence sighed. "Stop fooling around and just tell them they stole the _."

"What the fuck?" I asked, completely confused.

Alison gasped herself. "Wait… They didn't step _, did they?" She sighed. "So, they didn't just steal the _, but the word, too… Is this sounding familiar to anyone else?"

I nodded, probably too eager. "Oh yeah! Just like in the g-" Alison's hand was over my mouth in a heartbeat, and my eyes screamed apology.

"Hey! Lamers! Where is it?"

Dammit. Crappy timing, jackass.

"Where is what, Seifer?" Alison asked, obviously acting innocent, but I'm glad her hand left my mouth. I frowned.

"You know very well, Thief!" I know you and your friends took the _! Hand it over!"

"Yeah, you're the only ones who would take it, y'know!"

Cody growled. "We didn't take anything!"

"Bull!" Seifer yelled, pointing at Roxas. "It was undeniable proof that we totally owned your precious lamer, Roxas!" It was strange how defensive my brain suddenly got, like I was the only who got defeated. I could have sworn I saw flashbacks stream into my mind.

"Screw off!" Alison yelled. I would have chosen another word, but that works, too.

"Nice comeback, emo." Seifer chuckled, making Alison growl under her breathe. I'm pretty sure I was, too.

"So what did you do? Burn it? Ha. Not that we need some _ to prove that you're losers."

"Replay," Fuu commented, her eyes never leaving mine, and her one word sentences getting to me.

Seifer laughed, like it was needed. "Now you're talking!" They looked ready to fight. "I guess if you get down on your hands and knees MAYBE I'll let it slide."

"No way!" Paul yelled at him.

I decided to back him up, even if the thought was going through my brain. "It's not gonna do you any good, Seifer. You're waaaaaaay too outnumbered."

"You think I give a damn?" He looked around at us, then scoffed. "Uhn… Whatever. We're outta here." He turned and walked away, Fuu and Rai following behind him like his pets.

I turned to the rest of them, "We have to get all those _ back to clear our names." I told them.

"So, all we have to do…" Cody was thinking out loud again, and he smirked. "Is take a _, right? Then the D-… Thief will take that one, too?"

Alison smiled at him, nodding. "Right."

"Good idea," Olette pulled a camera out of her back pocket, holding it up to take the picture, but Alison stopped her.

"Roxas, you need to be in it."

Oh right. I felt stupid for not remembering about that.

"Why?" he looked confused.

"Just…" Alison frowned. "Get over here."

Hayner pushed him toward us, and he took a spot next to me, making sure we didn't touch. Olette held up the camera and pressed the button down, the flash blinding, but a paper flopping out of the front. Before she could take it out, a flash of silver stunned us, and the found thief paused, looking back to us, and then slinked away. "Hurry!" Alison yelled,. "To the mansion!" We took off after it, leaving Hayner, Pence and Olette behind.

It was at the old gate, where we had first found Hayner and the others. Roxas charged forward, and just as Cody and Paul were too, Alison caught them and pulled them back. "Wait. Roxas has to do this," she said in a low voice.

The fight was seemingly one sided, and watching it brought more memories to my mind with more silver, aquamarine and sparks, voices claiming love, and then Dusks attacking… I shook the pictures from my mind, Cody looking over with worry.

"It's no use..." I heard Roxas mutter over the pounding of my head. There was a weird flash of light and what was once a Struggle bat was now a Kingdom Key, making me wonder how it was possible if we had the four from the Organization. Goes to tell you why I wonder why they make a big deal about Sora being a Keyblade wielder. In a matter of moments, the creature was gone, and the photos floated down to the ground. Woot! The word was back!

"What was that thing?" he asked us, but we all offered a shrug, helping him collect the photos, and finding the three others waiting for us back at the common.

"Look! They found the photos!" Olette exclaimed, gasping when she said the word 'photo'.

Pence smiled. "Hey, you just photos!" He was pointing out the obvious again. Why was he in the game in the first place?

"Well," Alison was going to explain. "I guess we should go return this one to Seifer. At least, I'm assuming this is the one they were talking about." She held up a slip of paper that showed Roxas lying on the ground with Seifer standing over him with a proud look on his face. I had the urge to rip it out of her hand.

"Has anyone else noticed how these are all of Roxas?" I knew why!

"Oh, yeah. I noticed that, too." And I know why!

"It's not wonder they thought they stole them!" Yeah, whatever! Know I know who really wanted them!

Alison and I exchanged glances and smiled nervously. "Yeaaaaaaaaaaaahh, weird…"

"How about, after I win the competition, we all go to the beach together?" Hayner asked, so sure of his victory, but Cody snorted.

We all agreed.

"But we have that project to do for school. We have to get it done before the end of summer, which is only in a few days." Olette reminded him, like they really needed to be reminded of homework before the Struggle.

"Oh… Yeah…" He sulked down, making Cody grin smugly.

She turned to us next. "What do you all plan on doing for your project?" She asked, innocently.

"Oh, w-well, we.." Quick! Say something! "We haven't given much thought to that." Smooth.

"Well, would you mind helping us with ours?" Pence asked, smiling at us. "Maybe something we do will give you guys some ideas."

I nodded along with Alison, but caught sight of Cody and Paul's shoulders sagging at the mention of homework.

Hayner growled. "Can't we talk about this after the competition?" he complained, looking at us all. "C'mon! I don't want to be thinking about homework while I'm fighting!"

With a nodded, the agreement was set.

A few hours later (a few fast hours, might I add), we stood in the Sandlot, the crowd cheering and talking among themselves. We had stirred up quite a lot of rumors, apparently, and we all had a fair chance. Setzer introduced, and every girl in the lot (beside Alison and Olette, because I secretly fangirled) swooned over him. I knew Alison had rolled her eyes.

The first combatants were announced within the minutes: Cody and Hayner.

The dirty blonde turned to us and smiled. "Wish me luck." He told us.

"Yeah, you're going to need it." Cody mumbled under his breath and I elbowed him in the side. Daggers were shot between them, and they raced up to the arena. I held my breath.

"Ready?"

Oh, please win, Cody.

"STRUGGLE!"