Chapter Three

A New Life

A/N: It's that time again!

Some people were asking which music video on YouTube was the one that inspired me. Well, it's called Kingdom Hearts – Rebirthing. It's 4:05 minutes long and it's by soccernelly. It's totally awesome! But just the first part inspired me, not all that KairixSora crap. And the song fits perfectly. Although Namine has a bit of a lollipop head, it's awesome!!!

To the story, thank you all who reviewed, and maybe I shouldn't be so stingy. After all, I've only produced two chappies and got four reviews and that upset me because when I was writing in Naruto or Gundam SEED everybody knew my stuff and stuff. SORRY IF I SCARED YOU AWAY!!!

I love all of you who have reviewed, you are what I look forward to when I turn on my computer each morning.

ALSO!!! My brother was reading this and he is more of a Kingdom Hearts freak then I am and he told me that the story didn't make sense because Roxas was a part of Sora all along. WELL TOO FUCKING BAD!!! Just PRETEND he had a real life before Organization IIV people!

ENJOY!!

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By the time Roxas dried his tears, Namine was on her feet again and sporting a red patch on her cheek and was on weak knees. She was sobbing because of the pain he had caused her. She leaned her weight on the white wall until she conjured a simple stool and she sat down on that with a small squeak of pain. Roxas was wiping his tears away when Namine spoke.

"You… you play soccer, don't you? You have a great kick you know," Memories flooded back again.

Roxas and his sister were in the back garden — Falcon forgot to close the gate when he went to his girlfriends — Pouchie ran away. Tabby cried for hours while Roxas peddled along on his bike looking for him. Alas, he could not be found. The next day while walking to Career Studies Roxas saw Pouchie as road kill on the side of the road. The only reason he remembered that was because that day in Gym he got nailed in the face with a soccer ball.

Besides Struggle, Roxas, Heyner, Pence and some other boys from the neighborhood would play soccer until nightfall when it was dangerous to run around Twilight Town due to gangs. With agility and speed Roxas would run up and down Sandlot with the black and white soccer ball at his feet until he fainted and scored between the chalkboard for Struggle and cheered so loud people would yell at them from their windows.

Namine stood up gingerly and then flunked back down again. She was panting when she smiled and tissed at him.

"You could at least say sorry," Roxas stayed quiet. Namine sighed and smiled at him with a motherly grin.

"Should I say I'm sorry then?" Roxas opened his mouth as if to say, 'What did you do wrong?', but he stayed quiet in stead he unclenched his fist.

"Where does Axel want to see me?"

"Here, I'll take you." Namine offered him her hand. As if she was drenched in sick or slime Roxas linked first fingers with her as a floaty feeling engulfed them.

Roxas shut his eyes as Namine let go of his finger. He opened his eyes. They were in a large cream colored room with bookcases lining the walls. Books of every size, color and subject lined the walls randomly, the bookcases were of a cherry wood color.

Leaning up agenst the wall was a crimson haired man in a long black cloak with silver strings and a matching silver zipper. On his face was a small pointed nose and deep, enthralling green eyes. Painted on his face were two green tears, one on each side to symbolize that he had been through times of great hardship. When Roxas and Namine entered the room, he stood up straight and raced to greet them with a smile on his face.

"Namine, thanks so much for getting him here unnoticed," Namine nodded and smiled.

"It's my expertise after all," She replied. Roxas took a look around the familiar hall, while waiting for his answers.

"Where am I?" He questioned.

"We'll tell you in a minute but first, aren't you hungry?" Food? Roxas had totally forgotten about food, when he was in Sora's head, Sora ate, but Roxas didn't. He had totally forgot his appetite for three months. His belly groaned like an old house. Namine laughed and turned her back gracefully.

"I'll get you guys' dinner while you talk." She exited through a heavy looking wooden door, it made a heavy tap as she shut it. After a second or so, Axel spoke.

"It's been a while, Roxas." He pointed to himself and laughed.

"Do you even remember me?" Roxas recalled a fiery temper and a head of hair to match, and two large sharp hoops.

"Faintly," Roxas replied, Axel laughed and motioned him to sit. He did so.

"I bet you're wondering why you're here and whats going on, right?" Roxas shrugged and arched his eye brows, there were a stack of papers on the table he was at. Namine's drawings, he realized as he looked at them. Sora Sora Sora, Kairi and Sora, Kairi Sora Riku, Sora Roxas Namine Kairi… the pictures all seemed to be of Sora. Axel noticed him looking through the drawings.

"Obsessive, right?" Roxas nodded. What was he feeling? But a twinge of jealousy…

"I guess," He tossed one of the drawings onto the table and watched as it fluttered to the wooden top.

"Roxas, times aren't good, not good at all." Really? From Sora's small, uncharted paradise things seemed to be all at ease. There was a short pause as Roxas urged him to continue.

"The Organization is regrouping, Roxas. They want you," Roxas stopped dead. The Organization. It was like a long forgotten piece of memorized poetry. You loved it because you were a part of it and remembered it, but you hated it for the same reasons.

The memories shone in his past like flattened tin foil over sand. Of course, he could smell the dank wet of The World That Never Was for it rained a lot. He could feel the cold air rushing through the torn parts of his cloak that he had forgotten to sew shut. The flickering neon lights, the endless silence… he remembered it all too well.

"They want… me? What for? I don't have the KeyBlade anymore, nor do I know how to fight," Axel snickered then full throttled and laughed out loud. Roxas only stared at him with a stupid expression and aggravation.

"What the hell do you mean, 'You don't know how to fight?' That's bulshit! You were the one who taught me how to fight. You helped forge my rings, man!" Axel exclaimed, Roxas snorted, smield and put his hand on his face, laughing.

"Oh, this is rich. You think I can fight because I won a Struggle match, don't you? Because I can fling some soft rubber stick around my head and beat the crap out of people doesn't mean I can fight," Axel nodded and sat down on the seat in front of him, crossed his legs and folded his amrs across his chest. After a minutes pause Axel said;

"First Stage: Denial." Roxas raised a brow but said nothing.

"Second Stage: Inquiry."

"Wait, hold on where the hell am I anyways?"

"Ah, ah, ah. Third Stage: Anger." Roxas stood up and stood up straight.

"I'm not angry! Get it straight!" Roxas almost screamed. Axel then lifted his fourth finger and almost whispered;

"Stage Four: Acceptance." Roxas's façade softened and he sat down again.

"Who taught you all this crap?" Axel's face lit up like a candle.

"The Happy Book Luxord gave me," Roxas rolled his eyes and leaned his face on his hand which was up on the table.

"Anyways, continue."

"Can you fiiiggghhhttt?" Axel drawled. Roxas rolled his eyes once again.

"Yes I can fiiiggghhhttt, dumbass."

"Good, now. The reason you're here is to keep you from the Organization. You see Roxas you're the most important member because you're connected to the KeyBlade master, Sora. They can use that to ultimately defeat him one day. Now we're friends with Sora, Namine and I so we're trying to protect him. And since they don't know where he is, it has made the mission a lot easier. But you, on the other hand will be a battle. You were with the Organization for three years since you left home at eleven, for those three years the Organization taught you the tricks of the trade. Fighting, recruiting members, etc. So, thy want you for both reasons.

"Right now, you're at the Mansion in Twilight Town," Roxas opened his mouth to speak, but Axel shhhed him.

"I know, I know. Fucked up, eh? But you are here because it's the last place they would be looking for you. So you're pretty much trapped here until we defeat the Organization." Those brief moments of freedom were smashed. Taken out of one cell to be put in another. The life of Roxas the Nobody.

"Will I be here alone or will you be here with me?" Axel shook his head. Roxas wouldn't have minded Axel being there with him, he had started to grow on him, but he would never admit it.

"Sorry mate. I won't be. I'll come and check up on you whenever I can. But Namine will be here with you," Roxas felt revolted. Namine? Namine would be here to comfort him in his long, dreary days in the Mansion? Great.

"Namine? Who can't I just be here by myself?" Axel sniggered.

"Namine lives here, dumbass. You're lucky you can stay here anyways. The Nobodies, Dusks and Heartless have left this place, if they would have stayed here you probably would have been stuck in Sora's mind for another couple years."

"I'll be here for years?" Axel shook his head.

"No, no… I—" The two doors open and in strode Namine, carrying a platter with sandwiches on it. She came to the table sat down and helped herself to a sandwich which looked like

turkey and mayo, Axel an egg-salad and Roxas an innocent peanut butter and jelly.

"Eww, how can you eat that?" Namine pointed to Axel's egg-salad sandwich. He shrugged.

"Eww how can you eat that?" He mocked, Namine smiled and bit into her sandwich again. While Roxas munched on his PBJ he tried to think what his life would be like now he was living with Namine.

He couldn't quite figure it out.

After another sandwich each, (BLT, Chicken Salad and Roast Beef for Namine, Axel and Roxas,) Namine showed Roxas room would be. Axel had to run because the Restoration Committee was having a meeting. Roxas tried to stay as silent as possible but Namine's contagious happy-go-lucky attitude was infectious, he couldn't help but smile behind her back at her small jokes and laughs. His room was clean, simple double bed, closet, desk, bathroom, the normal stuff. He sat down on his new bed and looked around.

"Thank you," He spoke to her for the first time since they got there. Namine laughed and shut her azure eyes.

"I was beginning to think that you hated me," Oh, how right you are. His hatred still burned within him for her, but still he felt as ease with the pretty blond anyways. Her aura was unmistakable; happy, funny and carefree. He fought not to smile.

She opened her mouth then looked at the open door behind her.

"I'm just going to go to my room to draw, you want to come and talk?"

"No, not really." He answered, Namine's smile dropped, she replaced it with a fake one and carried on.

"If you need to get to my room just go up the stairs, ok? I'll call you when dinner's ready." She whispered, and left shutting the door behind her. Once she was gone, Roxas fell onto his back, letting his bed wave underneath him. He shut his eyes and fell into a dazy state between sleep and imagination.

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As Roxas fell asleep, Sora awakened in a small, white room. Various meters and machines crowded the small area and made small noises as they spoke to one another. When Sora opened his eyes, he was smothered with a hug by Kairi, who was waiting by his side, almost faithfully. Riku was there too, he was standing in a black rain coat, for it had been raining outside. Kairi was trembling on Sora's body with her arms locked around his neck..

"Kairi, ease up a bit, you're choking him," Riku advised. Kairi let go, but still layed upon his breathing chest, listening to his Heart beating.

"What…?" Sora mumbled, he stood up and felt bandages cascaded around his head. Then he faintly remembered the gash on his head, the fainting and the fact that Roxas wasn't swearing at him in his head. The taste of vomit was still in his mouth.

"Christ, do any of you have any gum? My mouth tastes like puke," Kairi smiled and stood up, she planted kisses on his cheeks and hugged him again.

"I'm so sorry Sora. You didn't have to hurt yourself because you thought I liked Riku," Sora's eyes opened wide as he pushed her waist away from him.

"Is that what you think? No way! I'd never do that! It's just…" It was time to tell them.

"Roxas lived in my mind for a couple months, and then he left. That's why I…" Sora looked away, not letting them see him cry.

"He left, man! He left me!" He stuttered, Kairi's eyes widened and she too felt tears brimming.

"Oh, Sora… I never…"

"And Namine left you, too didn't she? She left!" Kairi nodded in agreement.

"Sora, it's going to be ok. When you come home we'll make sure you'll be ok," Riku assured him, Sora hunched up into a little ball and stayed silent. Riku rose.

"I'm going to get some coffee, want some, Kairi?"

"Yeah," She said. When Riku left, Kairi sat down on Sora's bed and listened to him cry until she spoke.

"Sora that's no reason to cry or beat yourself up over, he left because he could. You can't keep him locked up like that, you know that." Sora lifted his head and shouted;

"I treated him like shit! That's why he left! I was mean to him, I never spoke to him about what he was feeling! I hated him!" Sora cried out. Like a comforting mother, Kairi geld his hand.

"No matter how bad you treat me, I'll never leave you, Sora. I love you, really I do." She inched towards his red lips, stopped then kissed him gently, the salty tears sealing their lips together. The taste of salt and peppermint gum stayed on Sora's lips even after she broke the kiss.

He loved Kairi.

But his love for Roxas lived on.

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A/N: WOW! It's really heating up! And yes, Sora thinks he loves Roxas so I don't have to respond to a million reviews about it!

Felt SOOOOO good to write, after people took my cell phone away I felt really pissed but writing keeps the brain flowing.

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Happy After Turkey Day!

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