"So, tell me, why are so serious, all the time? You act as if--"

"Why do you need to know? It doesn't matter."

"I'm only asking because…"

"...It's true...you don't care about me …right? It would only complicate, and confuse us. "

"…I-I- - "

"Good, you can't feel…for me… anyway."

"...Right."

The hell? That was the shortest dream I had ever had. Im thinking that maybe these dreams are going to leave soon…then again…

"Hey, Namine! Breakfast is ready, so come and get it before I eat it all!" My father, Foster, yelled up the stairs.

It was Saturday now, and the week had been going swell since the whole "Aerith/Cloud/Tifa" scene. Aerith was ignoring Cloud, and slowly forgetting Tifa.

I pushed the covers off, and hopped out of bed. I finished my morning routine (shower, brush teeth/hair, find outfit, yadda, yadda, yadda).

I wore my jeans, with a black tee, and my hair was just plain; I didn't feel like dressing my best.

"Weeeeeeeeeeeeell, good mornin' my little sunshine! How 'bout you set the table, and we can all eat?" Foster (I don't call him dad, or daddy) spoke to me, while flipping some pancakes.

I looked at him, and then the ceiling; covered in flour and some doughy "didn't-make-it-back-to-the-frying-pan" pancakes. I pointed to the pastries stuck on our ceiling, "What happened, you missed?"

He laughed, and shrugged. Then he laid a finger to his lips. "Don't tell your mother."

-------XX-------

"GAH! NAMINE! GET. OVER. HERE. NOW!" Kairi screeched down the hall, causing many sleeping people to sit straight up in, and look around.

"What? What did I do this time?" I walked down the hall, and into Kairi's room.

I always seem to get scolded by her, more than my own parents (put together).

"Sorry, I didn't mean to make it sound like I was mad…I just…" She fumbled around with her fingers; suddenly interested in the floor.

Her room is pink by the way. Completely…pink. The walls are hot pink, with white, purple, and blue, polka dots. The floor, a softer pink, and her bed, her window curtains, the dressers, and her door: pink.

Did I mention I hate pink?

I leaned against the doorway, waiting for her to finish her sentence. She didn't though; I guess I was going to have to work for the question.

"What? Is it about me- -" That's when it hit me…it's about Sora.

She used her "twin telepathy", and nodded.

"Yeah…y'know how we've been dating, not really a couple?"

I spoke "I thought you guys were a couple…"

"No, we've just been on, like, 50-first-dates…in a way."

I thought for a moment. "What about the whole anniversary thing?" I was curious as to how they had an anniversary, if they weren't, technically, together.

"That celebrates the day we said we liked each other…wait, were getting off topic!"

It was my turn to nod.

"Okay, what happened was…soragavemearingwhichmeantiwashisgirlfriendandhesaidhelovedme!"

She said, her face was the same red as her hair now.

"…What?!" I didn't understand a friggin' word she just said.

"Take a deep breath first, and say it slowly." I suggested, and she took my advice.

"Here we go again, Sora…" I nodded "Gave me a ring…" (nod) "He said," (nod) "That he…that—"

"WOMAN! GET A HOLD OF YOURSLEF, AND SAY THE DAMNED WORDS!" I threw my hands in the air,and then placed them on her shoulders.

I yelled, now close to her. She looked like a deer in headlights, but then she shook it off.

"He said…" she hesitated again; I tapped my foot impatiently on her carpet.

"Sorry, this is just—right, just get on with it…he said he loved me, there." She sighed and acted, as this was a big relief.

"…Congrats on your...devotion!?" I pulled her into a hug, and then a thought struck me.

"What, you do know what this means…right?"

She shook her head, as if say "no".

"That if you ever say, or do something, that means you don't love him, he'll die of heartbreak."

"It's okay, Nami…I love him too!"

She was sniffling, obviously this scene got to her (as in, she thinks this is so sweet—I think it's cheesy).

Naïve: as in childish, and immature.

Love? Yeah, right…love at this age? Impossible. I think passion at only 16(goin on 17) could never happen. It's wrong, just plain wrong.

Still, love could never reach or even corrupt the mind (At our age). Like, I said earlier: the mind plays horrible tricks on your mind. Tricks that make you think you're in love; and when it's all to late…you realize…you're not.

I don't even think I love Riku…actually…I don't. Honestly, I don't think I could ever love…him. I just can't. I don't even know, if I want to. It's just that something holds me back…possibly…the fact that love is overrated.

Something so impossible to reach, and dangerous: yet, so simple. It means so much, and it can be so easily forgotten. Heh, love is for the confused…yes, that means Kairi is confused…no, not about which gender she prefers.

She thinks he loves Sora; only because she wants his feelings to be mutual; for his sake. He, Sora, has just said such words because he thinks: he has found something that keeps him extremely content.

No, they are not in love. No one is ever actually in love…simply because it doesn't exist.

That's my conclusion, love doesn't exist.

It's much too complicated, though it's opposite: hate, is simple.

You despise someone with all your heart: effortless.

No, Im not emo/Goth. It's just my knowledge of love…something that doesn't exist; at all.

Oh well, if Kairi wants to follow this path, then so be it. I won't warn her or say anything about it...she'd be happier if i don't.

I walked out of Kairi's room; she started calling Sora(of course). I reached my room, and flopped on the bed.

"Helooooooooooooooo, Twinklin' Cit-a-y!It is...12-o-clock,so I hope y'all are ready for some coooold weather! Aint that right Celine?" "Yessir, we are going to have back-shiverin' weather ta-day!To stay warm, cuddle up with--" SMACK, CRASH, Elecrtical sockets hissing--

"Stupid readio station. They sound like a bunch of hill-billies,who let run the damned statio anyway?!" I had just whacked my alarm/radio,off my nightstand. It started "hissing",and a few sparks were shooting out.

I rolled over on my back, my face now seeing the ceiling. "What to do? So bored...I feel like drawing...but where...Sanctuary?No, last time I got knocked unconsious by that one perv...then again, what are the odds that he will return?...All right, Chapel it is!" I mumbled. I grabbed my jacket, my beanie,a scarf, and my bag that held my sketchpad ,and pencils.

I darted towards the front door, passing: Kairi giggling over the phone,Foster being scolded by Jane,my mother,and Poochie biting Foster's old shoes.

----XX----

I (happily) walked out of my warm home,and into the chilly afternoon air. I slipped on my jacket, and walked towards the familair church. I pulled my beanie on, then wrapped the scarf around my neck.

"Hmmm, I wonder if i will run into that one guy again...though, that fight surely wasn't fair...hmmm." I started replaying the scene over in my head. I wont describe it because, well, you really should know!

"Namiiiiii!Wait, up!" I heard a familair voice say behind me. I didn't stop walking, and I didn't turn around.

"Nami!Nam-Nam?Namine! Wait up dammit!Jezz-us, are you ignoring me?" They said again. No, Im not ignoring them...more like...annoying them.

I pretended not to hear them, and kept on my way. "NA-MI-NE! STOP IGNORING ME! I KNOW YOU HEAR ME!" they yelled, I just giggled and started running off.

"GAH! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU GOING?" They yelled at me. I turned my head lsighty to make sure it was, who I thought it was...yep,Roxas.

A/N: HA! I escaped Nami's evil colors! (sticks tongue out). I am safe now! well, i wish i could say the same for Roxas...

Roxas: KUNOICHI! HELP ME!(runs right,Nami follows him,runs left, Nami folows him, runs straight, Nami follows him, runs into Kunoichi...ow)

Namine: Now, Roxas, just answer me this...did you write that "M" rated story...about us?

Roxas:(mubles) maybe...

Me: (passes out individual popcorn to reviewers)Alright, here's the violence...

Namine: Roxas...why didn't you tell me?(clenches fists)

Roxas: This ending theme is getting too long...y'all are gonna have to wait till she posts up the next chapter...the size is getting ridiculous O .

Me: No, dammit, FINISH THIS!

Namine: No, Roxas is right...this is long...

Me: You guys are gonna dissapoint my--I mean our--reviewers! Then I'll lose them all!And they all are such good people...thanx to all my reviewers!No, im not deleting the story or anything like that.