(Friday)

" I told you, I'm fine Riku." I huffed and sat quietly down at 'our' lunch table.

"No, you're not. You won't smile, you won't laugh, and you barely even pay attention in class anymore—"He began when his lunch tray was placed on the table, and he sat in front of me.

"I friggin' said I am fine! So, why do you keep asking?" I spat, not realizing what I had said.

"…I do care, because I'm your boyfriend. Is that so wrong?" He asked, and his face was thoroughly confused. I stabbed my lettuce, drenched in Ranch. I refused to look him in the eye. Before, I loved having Riku care about my well being and all, but now…it just…ticked me off. Why didn't he care back when we were jut friends, eh?

"Hey guys—Oh, wait…what's wrong here?" Kairi questioned, and motioned for Sora to sit down quickly.

"Why do you guys have such long faces?" Sora's usual smile was faded, and his concerned look was replacing it.

"Did…you guys fight?"

Damn, Kairi, you sure are a bright one! I rolled my eyes, and ate a few fork-full-s of my salad.

"It's nothing. Nothing at all." Riku rolled his green peas around, while attempting to make them explode with his deathly glare.

This is my first fight with Riku, and right now, I couldn't care less. Really, I don't. Why? Because…I just don't okay? The only person who really matters to me is Roxas, and myself.

Selfish? Yeah. Do I friggin' give a rat's ass? Nope. Why? Because my 'life' is screwed up to the up most level, and nothing is making sense.

(At home, midnight)

It seems that everyone is noticing my disposition. My parents tried getting me to eat chocolate to 'calm my nerves', but I snapped at them ("Go away. I don't want any pity-candy.) Kairi tried giving me the 'talk' but I snapped at her too (" Just shut-up, you're not even helping.) She ran off in tears by the way.

And no, I don't mind that I made my sister cry. She can drown the whole damn world before I say anything at all.

So I lay on my bed, covers off, and just thinking about my encounters with "People in Black".

1st: Roxas

2nd: Axel

3rd: Mysterious Guy-who-I-had-to-fight-but-knocked-me-unconscious

4th:Larxene

I think that's about all of them, besides the hooded figure for a couple days ago, who got me into this funky-mood.

But when I add all the meetings up, they still don't make sense. What's the main factor I' m missing here? What should this all sum up to? Crap, I sound like I'm doing math.

Do you seek guidance?

Oh great, another mysteriously, and unknown voice has taken my brain as a home.

"Uh…yeah, guidance would be nice. But can you tell me who you are?"

No.

"…Thanks. So, what can you do help me?"

I can tell you everything, but truly nothing. Though, it may be anything—

"Stop with the riddles, and give a damn answer."

Hmm, have you…tried asking Roxas about this?

"YES! But he wouldn't —"

Anyone besides Roxas?

"Who the hell am I supposed to ask?"

Go to the mansion in Twilight Town, behind the cracked wall, through the forest, and then up the stairs, enter Study Room. Wait for the floor to melt away and you'll find someone who might just help you.

"…Would you repeat that, please?"

When you are close enough, your mind will guide you.

"I'm begging to think I've lost my mind…"

I hadn't noticed my eyes were closed during this conversation. I re-opened them, and stared the large moon of Twinkling City. The stars flashed as if sending me a message: follow the voice.

(Next day: Saturday)

And so I decided that Foster would give me ride to Twilight Town. But he wanted to interrogate me as to why I'm going all of a sudden.

"So…is there some party at a friends house?" He turned left and the car picked up speed.

"No." I was leaning against the door next to me, and stared out the window.

"Visiting a relative?"

"We have family in Twilight Town?" I asked, not really interested.

"No, actually."

"…"

"So then why are you going out there?" His eyes flicked to me in the rear view mirror.

"Reasons." I continued to bore holes into the pedestrians blurring by.

The conversation ended there, and I finally reached the town.

"Naminè be careful out there. I don't want you—" My father called out to me through the open window.

"Bye." I waved a hand, and began making my way through the iron black gates that separated T. Town from the streets.

I don't want to bore you with boring details of the city so I'll say a few things: The sky remains in an afternoon-like state, the streets are a cobbled yellow, and there are many citizens who are happy-go-lucky all the time.

I really do hate it here. And not because of the general public always wanting to know what's my name, and where I came from, but because there is a sickening feeling in my stomach that tells me: This is a place that holds bad experiences.

I'm sure you're thinking: " How can you say that? You've never even been there! And the population s just being friendly you big meanie!"

Well, I'm thinking the same thing; so sue me if I'm being a bit…annoyed.

When I reached a certain area of the city, I absently turned left, and found the crack in the wall. It was big enough for me to crawl through, so I was a bit pleased.

Maybe the voice wasn't wrong after all, I though happily as I slid into the break. I looked up to see towering trees making me feel small, and insignificant. I brushed off the feeling, and began to slightly jog through the forest; my feet still guiding the way. Finally I saw black, gothic gates sticking up form the ground; behind them was a perfectly old mansion with an untended-to garden. Before I could even think about what I was doing, I snapped my fingers, and the gates came alive, and opened themselves for me to enter.

Creepy much? I should really see a shrink about my out-of-body experiences. I ran past the opening (afraid that it would close if I didn't hurry), and rapped the door handle screwed unto the large doors of the mansion. They opened, and revealed a dusted home. Furniture was covered by white cloth, and everything smelled…well…old.

How could this place possibly answer my questions? Was there some decayed skeleton head at the basement of this house that would help me?

Forget that fact this place was abandoned, I hated it even more than I did the town.

I looked around disappointedly, and then remembered the words of the voice.

Up the stairs…so I ascended them hurriedly, and immediately turned right until I reached a door. When I turned around I had noticed the other doors I had just stupidly passed.

Whatever. My mind says this door, so here we go.

I turned the knob quickly then threw the door open, I was far too excited for my won good.

Finally, the end of this madness would cease! Everything would go back to normal! Roxas would…wait does that mean Roxas would leave? Axel to?

I think I might want to turn back now.

No! Stick to the plan! Forget about Roxas, he wasn't even supposed to be here! And Axel…well, who cares?

I shivered at my previous moment of doubt, and stared at the floor, awaiting it to disappear or something. It did. I had to jump back into the farthest corner of the room, or else I would've landed painfully on the blue stairs leading downwards into the room. I partially jogged down the steps, and skidded to a halt before a large computer screen with a keyboard below it.

The room beeped, and was constructed of a cool metal that shimmered. But what really got my attention was the green light that floated in the middle of (what can only be described) as an open green metal tube. I brushed the light with my fingertips, and pain was sent to every nook-and-cranny of my body. I recoiled my hands, and held to my chest.

Stupid…orb of light…! I huffed, and returned to the computer. Suddenly the screen came alive, and showed a picture of man with amber eyes, and platinum blonde (like mine) hair (a goatee-beard going on), that was brushed back neatly. I could only see his face.

"Hello Naminè. How have you been, since we last talked?" He smiled; it made my heart thump worryingly.

"We've met before?" I had seen this man before, but it escapes me. I think he can refresh my memory.

"Yes," He laughed "Many times. I see that they've destroyed your memories, hmm?"

"They? And they did what?" I crinkled my face in disbelief.

"Even that memory. Interesting: they let you met the members but not the Organization itself…tell me, how many people in black cloaks have you met?"

"A-about five, or s-so." I stuttered. This was very scary how much this…simulation knew.

"Only five? But there are 13! They probably want you to meet hem all at once then."

13? Isn't that what the last person said? 13 members…they said I should know that…

"Well, someone said something about 'changing someone else', and I've been having these dreams lately…" I started, but was deciding against it. What is this was the wrong person to explain it to?

"Please do tell, I do care, and I want to help you. Here, take a seat." Behind me appeared a seat, and I sat down willingly.

…He is the only person wanting to fix this. Here goes nothing.

"My dreams are usually about this girl. But with each dream, most of the story changes. First the girl, well me, is running away from the 'dark dwellers', but ends up willingly being their Princes of the Dark." I continued.

"In the second dream, a girl explains why she is royalty and that she has an unknown love for a boy. Then, the girl is waiting for her prince or whatever, but he never comes. And some dreams are like conversation between two people. And some are like flashbacks…never mind. So, um, what else?"

"Well, that's actually quite the information. Have you ever thought they were just dreams?"

"Yes. But, some of the dreams have started to become reality."

"How so?"

"The main guy, whom the girl loves, goes to my school…"

"Is he aware of the dreams?"

"He knew about them before I even understood them…partially."

"Does he do things that humans can't do?"

"Yes. He does these impossible tricks when he fights-or-skateboards, he creates black portals, and has two large key-blades, I guess you could them that. "

"Two, you say?"

"Yes."

"Hmm, what about he others you've met?"

"Well the second one…wait—would it help if I named the three?"

"Three? I thought you met five?"

"I did but I only received the names of three: Larxene, she uses kunais as a waeapon, Axel, I saved him form drowning, and …Roxas, the one from my dreams. The other two I had never really…I don't know."

"If you don't mind me asking…are you attracted to Roxas?" I blushed, and tucked some hair behind my ear.

"S-sort—No. I already have someone…Riku." Why am I telling him this? Because, I'm trying to tell myself that Riku is my one-and-only boyfriend, I don't like Roxas that way, no matter how many times we've kissed. Besides, Roxas is not "turning me on" in any way by friggin' avoiding me, and my questions.

"Riku, really?" He asked, as if he knew him.

"Yes, really." I giggled. I think my mood was lightening.

"Wonderful for you…may I ask you something else?" I nodded.

"Do you know a Kairi, or a Sora, by any chance?"

"Yeah! Kairi's my twin sister, and Sora is her boyfriend."

"Very interesting indeed. Any who, back to you. Why exactly don't you know the other two in black?"

"Well, the first was too busy trying to kick my butt, and the other just disappeared before I truly understood what he was saying." A comfortable silence was filled in the room, as the man/simulation closed his eyes.

"I there anything else you can't explain?"

"Yes, the darkness dwellers are real. They get inside my head, and implant their thoughts of…pure evil. And I've found myself in situations where Roxas has to save me from them."

"Is that how you know of the key-blades?"

"Yes."

"I don't know if this will help but—you are sure Roxas will not answer you?"

"Positive."

"I suggest you come her whenever you encounter something like what you've just explained. Whether it's a dream, or you meeting another in black, come here. If you can't, we can talk telepathically."

"Is that how you reached me?"

"Yes."

"…Thank you very much."

"My pleasure, I must leave now, but remember my help." I nodded, and the screen went black.

When I called my father after leaving the mansion, and returning t the exit of Twilight Town, I felt no regret about spilling my guts out.

I was thoroughly happy someone was trying to help me understand this…puzzle. No, I didn't feel like I betrayed anyone, and I am positive this man will not sell me out.

And even if he could, whom would he tell?

(Simulation's p.o.v)

"Sir, she's spoken of her dreams, too. She has a strong trust in me, thanks to Roxas." I spoke, as I sat in a desk chair before Superior.

"Then I assume it will work?" He cracked an eerie smile.

"Yes, very well." I to smiled. It was a bit sad that Naminè only saw my as a simulation, but she will meet "all of me" soon.

"Good. Though, make sure number 13 doesn't give in this time. This plan needs to be full-proof." I nodded as he dissipated into a portal, and left me to chew on my little conversation.

A/n: YAY CHAP 30! And a long conversation,yes. But i hope that clarified something...but then again...

Sexiroth: maybe you should just get on with the plot?

me: where's the fun in that?!

sexiroth: does it really matter? im sure you reviewers are tired of the wait

me:yeesh, you are just so mean!

sexiroth:feh, i have issues.

Me:obviously, and to think i'm your fangirl...

sexiroth: Deal with it, Love it, Live it.

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