A/n: Yes, its 18 pages LONG, but bear with me, plz. And also, when it comes to the fight scenes, plz use some of you imagination too, cuz i sucked mine dry by the time nami brought out her keyblade...

"So…how is his supposed to work?" I asked Zexion, who came up with the, new, and improved PLAN. Of course, now it doesn't stand for anything.

"Well, you, and Roxas," who I was currently hugging me from behind, causing me to turn a stark red. "Are the ones were sending to retrieve the hearts. We're going to see if it's as easy as I've planned it, and if it works out well, you'll have your hearts, as will Axel, unless there's a slight change in plans. We will use the same method on our fellow nobody's Originals, thus, having our own."

"What about Xemnas's plan to rule the world?" Roxas asked, resting his chin on my shoulder. Did I ever mention that his scent is really good?

"Oh, who gives a damn? Once we have what we want, we're gone." Axel appeared out of nowhere. He winked at Roxas, and I narrowed my eyebrows. Roxas gave me a nervous chuckle.

"You are too, Zexion?" He looked up from his novel, and nodded. I gave him my puppy pout, and whined a bit.

"Aw, I'm gonna miss you, Zexy!" I sniffled, and he rolled his eyes. His book didn't hide his smile.

"Hey, what about me?" Roxas whirled me around, he looked truly sad, but I wasn't falling for it.

"What about you?" His eyelids scrunched up to glare. His (lovely) lips drew in a tight line.

"I see how it is then, Naminè." Suddenly my feet off the floor, and I was hoisted over Roxas's shoulder.

"OH MY GAWD! ROXAS'S IF YOU DON'T PUT ME DOWN!" I beat my fists on his back but he didn't flinch. When he turned to leave the Study, I reached out for Axel and Zexion.

"Help me out here! DAMSEL IN DISTRESS!" They exchanged glances, shrugged, and began to converse.

"Oh that's just great! Roxas, I'm going to count to 10, and if I'm not down by then, so help me—"

"Hey, Roxas, have you…should I ask?" I knew that was Larxene. She was probably pointing at my ass facing her, and my body over his right shoulder.

"Nope."

"Right. Bye Nami! Have fun!" She passed us with a wide grin, and I humped. My elbows rested on his back, my palms supporting my chin.

"Where are we going, Roxas?" I asked after we—well, he, technically—stepped through a portal.

"Here" I was placed near a wall, with Roxas strangely in the middle of room. Was he taking deep breathes? But my favorite blond had his back to me, arms crossed, hood pulled up.

"Are you sure that you don't care about me?" His voice was deadly, like thin ice. Ready to crack, and plunge me into deep cold waters. But I knew he was just warming up for something. What, exactly? I was going to find out.

"Yup. I can't even stand you." I crossed my arms, ready for anything. He turned with his hands clenching and unclenching. In quick strides he was in front me. I remined still, folded arms. I quirked an eyebrow.

"So, what's you horrible wrath, hm? What is Number XIII going to do to poor, ol' innocent, me?" He shook his head, closing a bit more space between us.

"No wrath." What? I asked myself mentally. So I questioned him some more.

"No tickle fights? No throwing me into Demyx's private pool? No threatening me with god-knows-what?"

"Nope." He cracked a smile. Ok, that's a bad omen. Roxas is a schemer as good as Zexion with as much relent as Axel (not to mention the cocky grins). This was really bad. For me.

"Nothing?" I wanted to smile triumphantly. Maybe he had finally decided to heed my warnings.

He leaned to my level, his mouth was near my ear, "Nothing." My face flared from our proximity. He never pulled this stunt before…

"You're lying." He moved lips from my ear to my jaw, following the bone from there.

"No I'm not." He formed the words against my face. I began to fidget with the hem of my dress. He kept tenderly kissing my visage, and it was driving me crazy! I wasn't ready for this! I thought it was something physical…but not like this, thank you. You know, fighting or argiung or something completely different.

"You really don't like me, Naminè?" Dammit, why did he have to say me name so well? Why did he have to make me want to swoon? He knew what he doing to me though. I hated defeat, so I wouldn't give up!

"N-no…" I became stubborn, and backed up. But Roxas thought ahead, and I was against a wall. His arm rested beside my shoulder, the other snaked around my waist, pulling me closer to his frame.

"You sure?" He whispered, and pecked the corner of my mouth. Breathing was an issue, and everything bit of my refusal commitee went up flames. My female hormones finally told my brain to shut up and enjoy the ride.

I made him face me, and finally connected our lips. His smirk pressed onto me, and he wrapped around me tighter. I slipped my arms around his neck, running hands through spiky blond hair. I couldn't help but give out a moan of pleasure when Roxas's tongue flicked around mine. He was confident in his moves, but not too cocky, and he was gentle but not a pushover. The raw joy he gave me was enough to have jumping around for hours. It was like he knew exactly what to do, and when to do it.

He was perfect in my eyes.

Unfortunately, the pleasant, and much needed moment was ruined after while when Demyx stepped in.

"Rox, Superior said it's—EWWW, get a room!"

I parted from Roxas dejectedly. Demyx always used to do that…it was as if an alarm went off when ever members made out, and somehow he would find a way to destroy the affair. Usually with bursting through the door like then.

"Demyx, this is my room." Roxas's countered with a roll of the eyes. I giggled at Demyx stupefied expression.

"Oh right, sorry. It's-um, t-time for—"The musician kept his eyes trained to the floor, in an attempt to hide his blush.

"I think I got it, Dem." The said nobody nodded. Murmured words escaped him before he left with red faced. There was a moment when neither of us said anything. But then again, what was there to say?

"Awkward silence…" I started with a mischievous smile. Roxas grinned at me knowingly.

"Gay baby!" We burst into a fit of laughter holding our guts, until we were holding our guts to prevent them exploding. Luxord passed the room, shuffled his deck of cards, and raised an eyebrow at our amusement.

Finally, the joke wore off. We wiped the tears the threatened to leak out, and finally made our way to the middle of the Castle.

Axel stood before us, tapping his foot impatiently at our tardiness. His outburst of hair shook when his shifted his hands to his hips—like a motherly figure.

"What were you doing that took you friggin' eternity to get ready?" His eyes narrowed when our faces enflamed to match his hair color.

"Arguing!" I replied but at the same Roxas said "Dancing!" I gave him an incredulous look as his response registered in my mind.

"You were arguing?...And dancing?" He eyed us suspiciously, before waving if off. Axel began to turn away.

"Whatever, so long as you weren't…" he mock-gasped. "You weren't were you?" He faced us again, a sly smile growing on his face. It was the type of smile that said: I knew it! Haha, Im telling everyone!

I covered my heated face after Roxas pulled up his hood, looking to the wall. We both had to endure Axel's cackles and snide remarks while we made our way to Destiny Islands. I wanted to strangle him the whole way, but Roxas gave him the occasional glare; it shut him up…for five minutes.

Oh right, I left the Destiny Island part out, sorry. We'll we decided to awaken the three Wielders, and return them to their home world. We figured that we'd restore their memory, and then get down to business. If we were lucky, it would go smoothly, and we'd leave with happy hearts.

Zexion would've come with us instead of Axel, but he had slight health issues (a cold…yes, nobody's get them), and didn't want to risk anything. Since Axel was going in his place, Axel received Riku's heart, but Zexion could have Lea's, Axel's original.

(Hehe, I'm talking about hearts like they're toys! )

The glee of getting my heart was practically killing me…luckily, I don't die that easily.

"So…" Axel dramatically draped his arms over our shoulders. "I guess that I wish you both best of luck."

"What, you're not coming with us, Axel?" Roxas asked. I knew he wanted to fight side-by-side with his other favorite Organization member. The glint he had in his eyes was disappointment.

"I never said that! I'm just saying, be careful, we're going against three Wielders here, got it memorized?" He taped a finger to his temple, and we groaned after his last three words.

"Dude! It's never going to catch on, give it up!" My blond companion threw up his hand and walked swiftly to avoid a smack upside the head from Axel.

"No seriously, guys, you know that I'd hate to lose you two…" Was that sorrow in The Flurry of Dancing Flames's voice? Was he actually beginning to tear up? Dammit, it's contagious, Axel!

"Oh, don't worry! We'll all come back, I know it." I chirped and fought off crying. Roxas gave me a goofy grin, Axel nodded his head absently.

"Right."

"Because if you don't I'll personally find your corpses in Kingdom Hearts, beat you to a dead pulp, and then let you fade again." There facial expressions were priceless when they stopped as I continued on, heading into the thick forest.

But little did they know that fear and doubt was slowly creeping up on me. Could I really defeat my original? I mean, I know she looks too preppy but she is the 7th Princess of Heart. And along with her was my lover's original (technically mine to, but I prefer not to unfold into that) Sora. The best wielder with the biggest heart.

Which is rightfully belongs to Roxas.

Wow, I'm pretty evil today! Deal with it.

Well, I didn't care about her damn status. Princess or ordinary girl, she was going down. And that heart had my name on it.

My two companions caught up with me, standing near, and tense. Roxas looked aloof, as expected. Axel was a bit normal, but I saw his hand twitching, and the fire that ignited in his palm, then evaporated when summoned.

I grabbed both their hands, squeezed them, and kept my face straight.

These next hours defined our fates.

(Kairi's POV)

"Sora! Riku! Over here!" I called; they quickly followed my voice, jogging up to meet me.

"Hey Kai." Sora and Riku spoke in sync. I didn't have time for hellos; I needed to inform them of the sinister plot that was against us. And as I told them some of Naminè's darkest thoughts, they're jaws dropped.

"Are we talking about your nobody, here? The innocent looking one?" I quirked an eyebrow at my secret crush. "Not that you're not innocent! B-bu-but—ya know--, ahem, anyway…" Sora cleared his throat and stopped blabbering.

"So what you're saying is that we're about to be ambushed by nobodies that are supposed to be dead, exception for Roxas, and Naminè..?" Riku asked. His aura radiated anger. It so extreme that he was shaking, and aqua eyes were gloomy, and piercing.

Ha, I felt sorry for anyone that went against Riku or Sora for that matter.

'But what about you? Do you think you can handle me? Huh, Kairi?' I knew that taunting but very girly voce in my head, and the giggle that came after it.

Naminè…

I don't exactly know how she got inside me head, or how I can enter hers, but it's possible that it came with the Princess package. I couldn't believe that someone that… pure looking could have so much evil within her. When did she undergo that transformation, because last time I saw her she helped us escape the Castle That Never Was, she even helped me. But now she was after my heart! What type of girl was she?

'Don't judge a book by its cover!'She sounded as if she was directly whispering in my right ear. There was a prickling sensation on the back of my neck along with the heavy stone occupying my insides. I did a 360 scan of the clearing around me.

It was fairly large, enough for a serious battle, but not enough for 3 fights. I wonder what they had planned, and where they were hiding.

'If you're a coward, I can handle you just fine, Naminè.' I thought, and making sure she received the fury in my tone.

"Oh, I'm no coward; in fact I'm right here!" I smiled; the blondie actually fell for it! I thought insulting only worked on overconfident people, but apparently, Naminè wasn't all that smart.

I summoned my keyblade after turning around (Yay! I didn't need Riku! Once this was over, I was so rubbing it in his face!) and raised it, before slicing down it an attempt to slice her diagonally.

But she vanished as soon as I brought my unnamed key to life.

"Uh—wha?" I wondered out loud then Sora's shrill pierced the air.

"KAIRI! BEHIND YOU!" I looked over shoulder right when Naminè smiled, and hurled a dark sphere at my back.

At first I didn't feel anything but energy, but soon came a strong volt in the direct center of my back. The light within me minimized the pain, luckily. I twirled around, before slightly hunching over. Since when could she do that?

"Careful, now, wouldn't want that precious heart to become damaged goods." Naminè scolded, a taunting smile graced her lips. Never had I wanted to claw at anyone the badly before. Oh, how I wanted to smack that grin right off her smile. I ran a hand through my hair while forming a plan. Then something snapped. I took a worried look at my hand.

My. Nail. Broke.

This was officially war.

(Naminè's POV)

So far, so good. All three wielders were too focused on me to even notice the quick approaching of the Samurai nobodies.

Kairi looked vicious, and pained at the same time. Good thing I didn't have my heart yet, I would've felt guilty. But emotions just didn't fit with fights, no, let me rephrase that. They didn't fit with fighting for your own existence. Remorse only held you back, and when you're against three wielders, holding back will literally kill you.

"Naminè, how could you? Why…" her voice cracked. Oh Gawd. I rolled my eyes. I was not in the mod for Water world. Not when the Fake me kept telling go to "stop the madness! She's my sister!" For the love of Kingdom Hearts, people, shut-up!

"Why did you help us then stab us in the back like this?" A ribbon of a tear bended around her face, Kairi's lips quivered. I laughed.

"Don't you know not to trust a Nobody? Especially not a Memory Witch?" I stalled. Dammit, those Nobodies were not going fast enough! All their faces were confused. I shook my head.

"You really thought you could defeat us? Aha, you guys are funny." I shifted gazes from my pathetic original to Sora, who looked very stupefied, then Riku who tensed up at my gaze. I remained smiling. This was getting pretty fun! Too bad Roxas couldn't join…where was that stud muffin anyway?

"Hello! We're not feared by every world for nothing! I mean, did you think your tiny imagination could think up something like winning against the Organization? No, you can't, because I created it all. I rearranged your memories, added new ones…you get the picture. Story in a nutsheel, the bad guys won! The worlds, as you know it, was a complete fake."

Why did I feel like a hypocrite? Hm, at least I knew what there were presently going through…not that I cared. I had become quite...rude, and snappish from the computer program, so if I sound liked a complete btich, I Really Don't Care.

But their mortified faces made me want to jump for joy, and laugh at the same time.

"All those worlds…" Sora mumbled out his thoughts. I nodded.

"Remain under our control. You never touched them." The chocolate-haired wielder looked like the air was knocked out of him. Well, it was actually. A samurai nobody finally attacked. But too soon!

Everyone glanced at Sora as he was being attacked relentlessly by the numerous nobodies.

"Sora fight back!" Riku roared, flipping a glare my way, before summoning Way to Dawn, and giving Sora a chance to breathe.

I looked back to Kairi, who took the opportunity to charge at me. Her keyblade shimmered behind her. I frowned. Was she really going to try to hit me again? And with that…thing?

In all its pink glory, the blade was swung at me, narrowly missing my stomach. Guess so.

"Oh that was pathetic!" I remarked, and curled my fingers until my weapon was glinting white in the rays of the sun.

I called it Forgotten Hope, only because optimism hasn't entered my mind since I found out my chances of obtaining a heart were very slim, and unlikely. It features were little waves rolling against each other for the half-heart-like handle, the slim body had an engraving of the word: memory that curled all teh way around, in addition, the tips were four daggers attached artistically until it formed one pointed that was perfect for the last attack.

No one had ever witnessed Forgotten Hope, because no one had ever pushed me to that edge. Kairi was the one lucky person to see of her skills could match up to my own. Since, you know, I don't use my whole day to draw out memories!

She gaped at my—much less girly—keyblade, clutching hers like it stopped her from falling over.

'Forgotten Hope, meet Kairi, your target for today.'I thought purposely to have her hear the message loud and clear. On cue, she maneuvered into an offensive position. She waited for me to move.

'Bring it.'My original grinned toothily, as I ran towards her.

(Roxas versus SoraA/n: again, use your IMAGINATION to help fill in any blanks)

Roxas stopped short and jumped ten feet into the air. Upon coming down, he disappeared and faced Sora's back. He twisted to face the blond right in time to block a strike from upwards. Sadly, Sora failed to remember Roxas was a double wielder.

The previous teen jabbed the butt of Oblivion against Sora's front. He lurched forward and lost some grip on the Kingdom Key. Roxas used both blades to throw his other spiraling into the air, he followed suit. Once in that air, Sora regained his composure, and defended himself from Roxas's berserk, and quick slashes at random parts of his body. Sora found an opening and used Kingdom Key's middle to hit Roxas's side hard enough to make fall out of the sky like a shooting star.

"Thundara!" Sora yelled while still suspended in air, and strikes of lightning shot around him. Once he landed, he heard an "ARRGG!" that came from a certain opponent. He flipped backwards gracefully to avoid a powerful Firaga aimed directly at his chest. Stunned, Sora landed on the floor crouched, studying the angle at which the spell came from.

Of course, Axel was buying time for Roxas, who was finally back up, and cursing a blue streak softly. The Key to Destiny dragged his keyblades on to floor before bringing them into an 'X' in front of his chest. Sora blocked it, and added pressure by placing hands firmly against Kingdom Key.

"Give…up!' Roxas snarled with rage dripping off his tone, unlike his usual apathy self.

"Never! My heart will never—"Sora responded. He was ready to go on about how his heart was pure, and strong.

"Oh cut the crap!" Roxas pushed Sora away so forcefully he almost tripped over his own feet. Roxas threw Oathkeeper, fixating it on Sora's torso. He blocked it easily, and then came Oblivion. Sora deflected it as in spun behind Roxas. Oathkeeper lay next to Sora's feet.

'Roxas, how could you be so stupid?' He chastised himself for bringing himself into the predicament. He all ready ruled out summoning the blades to him, it would only end it Sora's hands. So it was either turn for Oblivion, and possibly suffer severe attack from behind, or go up front, and take Oathkeeper, and be confronted head-on.

"Shit."

(Axel versus Riku)

"Heh, you're going to have to better than that!" Axel suggest with mock-concern. The pretty boy could fall off the face of the world for all he cared…oh! Wait! He got to do that!

Nothing's better than killing off a wielder, and living to tell the tale! Oh, don't forget the getting-your-own-heart part!

'Hmm, yes, couldn't forget that now could we?' It was the whole point in him risking his non-existence life. But Riku was putting up quite the fight. Axel already had sweat rolling down the side of face like no tomorrow. Good thing he didn't need to breathe….

The Wielder looked like he needed a break too. What with his nostrils flaring, eyes barely visible, and his hair failing itself with every attack.

Axel was impressed with the kid's endurance. He had given "pretty boy" a couple harsh attacks, but he still put effort into his moves—as if he would win.

'He won't…just keep telling yourself that, Axel.' The redhead sighed, and threw a flaming chakram, secretly giving it an edge so that it curved around the wielder, and unexpectedly striking him across the left shoulder painfully before returning to Axel.

Riku winced visibly, and threw a hand over his shoulder.

"That was a small taste of what's to come." And the redhead was true to his word. After battling and receiving cut's, and scars himself, Axel finally decided it was time to bring out his new attack.

He steadied his wobbly stance, due to a raging assault from Riku that led to another engraving in his cheek, preparing to use a very large portion of his element. One deep breath and a long flame exited Axel's mouth.

'Perfect.' A grin that could only belong to him spread as did Riku's panic.

(Naminè versus Kairi)

I had to admit, things were getting hot between Kairi and I.

Or Axel had unleashed his new move on Riku…poor soul. Larxene should've never suggested such a murderous thing. But then again, it was like her to be a sadistic bitch.

I called up memories of her hurtful ways, and words from my "childhood". Her actions cut deep back then, but now, all did was help fuel my urge to rip the heart out of Kairi.

Which was going…well, in a way?

Her strategy was to wait for my first move, block then spin herself until she was bringing her pink toy down at my throat. Surprisingly, it was an effective move…until I blocked it, and tripped her.

She hopped up quick enough to give herself whiplash. We charged at each other, swords at the ready. We collided, and there a CLANG of our keyblades saying hello.

"Determined, huh?" I strained to force her back but her strength was equal at this point.

"Very." Synchronal, we pushed off. We circled the area until there was a BOOM and I knew a Thundara was casted. I looked off the direction, hoping it was Roxas's spell.

Suddenly, there was a sensation of being forced to fall three feet back, and I was thudding onto the floor. Kairi saw my tiny misjudgment, and took advantage. I used my elbow to prop me up, spat up the blood from my lip when I bit it. I was up in a flash, and staring her down.

"You're holding back, Kairi." I voiced my thoughts. Kairi wiped her forehead, and trained her eyes on mine.

"Stop it. It's annoying. You're not going your all when you can. I mean, show some respect, and actually fight me!" My voice raised a few scales, and birds fluttered out from their nests. I didn't care! I'm Naminè, hear me roar!!!

Kairi looked into the distance, contemplating whether to take me serious or not. She nodded, and I cocked an eyebrow.

"You're right. I am holding back. It's just that—"She took a step towards me, I narrowed my eyes.

She was really going to try talking to me? Was a screw loose in her head or something? I'm heartless! I'm cold, and I don't feel guilt! Some pep talk won't convince me!

So I told her exactly that with my pity for her reaching new levels. She really didn't get the whole I'm-numb-I-have-no-heart thing.

"As long as you have the willpower to fight me, you have feelings."She pressed on.

"You're not Oprah, so stop telling me I care." Damn, wielders were stubborn! All you have to do is fight for your life, is it really that hard?

"Naminè, you know—"I rolled my eyes.

"Naminè's knows that this is ticking her off!" I called on Kingdom Hearts to give me power, and I was rewarded with an arsenal of dark aura orbs. They all buzzed with the electricity I supplied them with, and as I hurled them all at Kairi, I still felt nothing when she was barely able to wave her keyblade around to protect her.

I think Larxene is seriously beginning to rub off on me.

(Roxas versus Sora)

Was that a scream that reached the two teen males' ears? Yes, it was. But to whom it belonged to was obvious.

"SORAAAA!!" The extra exclamation point was needed for her shrill that pierced the sky with such terror that Sora was already rushing from Roxas to save his Princess.

Out of nowhere, Roxas punched him, hard, in the face which sent him stumbling backwards. What the hell happened to fighting with keyblades?! Unknowingly, Sora voiced that thought. Roxas smirked, and cracked his knuckles.

"Got bored. Let's see your street skills, Other." Well, fine, if Roxas wanted to see then, hey, he'd let loose. Sora released his keyblade and it evaporated to light, and fluttered upwards.

Sora gave him a fist to the chin with a sickening crack. Satisfied, Sora jumped from foot to foot, arms ready to fling back into action. He looked like a professional boxer with the way he kept swiping at his nose with his thumb.

Roxas bounced back, but from behind, and strangled Sora in a head lock. Number XIII's grip was like a cobra's: strong, and relentless.

'Am I really going down like this?' Sora thought at the world dizzied, his brain throbbed, and his hands clawed at Roxas's arms. Will I really never see Kairi again? Riku, too? By now, their fight had compelled them to move much farther away from both other quarrels. Sora couldn't spot anything besides the bursts of light or dark. It frightened him to know that his friends could be losing.

'No! Riku and I defeated Xemnas—oh wait…it…never happened…'According to Naminè, everything that they had thought happened never did. It was all faux, and conjured up by her imagination. But how could be believe her?

'Um…look at the fact that you're about to die from a headlock?'DIE?! OH HELL NO! He wasn't dying! He still had to save Kairi! She needed him!

"Kai…ri!" Sora called and mustered up hidden strength to break free from his nobody.

Air filled into his lungs while he made himself stand. He ignored al the muscles in his body that said to lie there, and end the pain already.

No! He couldn't kick the bucket yet! Not when Kairi was calling for him, and especially not by the hands of Roxas! Sora glared at his enemy, who in return was accumulating power for his next blow.

Just to fill in blanks, Sora had taken quite a beating, as had Roxas. Both of the boys struggled to remain superior, and to win. But Sora wasn't willing to win at all costs; Roxas was.

So when a white-faced Sora stared at the large columns of light that was beginning to grow, and shape themselves into what looked like the official Nobody insignia, adn everything vibrated uncontrolably…he couldn't help but summon his keyblades, and pray that Kairi would be able to live her life without him.

(Axel versus Riku)

When Axel began to literally breathe flames, he knew that the sensible thing to do was run for hills, and hope they hide him.

But being a stubborn wielder, and his character never backed down, Riku stood his ground. He knew that this was a total different type of onslaught.

'Hopefully, Kairi, and Sora will make it out alive.' He closed his eyes, taking everything in at a slow motion rate, and opened them, ready for Hell to break upon him.

Axel felt all powerful. Omnipotent, and…strangely happy even. Never had he seen such fear in someone's eyes, and had the sensation of liking it.

Dammit, Larxene really needs to stop telling him her horror stories of past challengers.

But it was her grand idea of his next move. So maybe he wouldn't burn her "antennas"…today.

The Nobody knew he was a few feet off the air, and currently on fire. He knew that his chakrams had just flown out of his hands, and were circling the defenseless Wielder Riku. He knew that he was adding to the flames of his circular weapons, and thus, creating a fiery tornado. He knew the boy probably wouldn't survive the heat unless a-begging for mercy or b-attacking teh chakrams or c-one of Roxas or Namine called him to stop.

Other than that, he couldn't stop thinking about telling Larxene his wondrous tale.

Riku couldn't breathe. He couldn't even move. The heat…it was…too much. He felt like everything he wore, his skin too, as being burned off him until ashes remained.

God, why him? All he wanted in life was to be a star athlete, and hopefully, a full scale ladies man. Was it really sinful?

'Riku, this isn't you. You're the one who's supposed to create a calm solution for every problem. Your friends depend on you. They need you. Hang in, man!' His own pep-talk did little to raise his spirits. He had a small epiphany, and accepted that he was going to burn to death.

Suddenly, the flames fell, and the chakrams returned to their owner. Riku finally noticed he was on his knees, digging his hand into the dirt. He looked up slowly, a strange look on his face.

Axel was no longer flaming, but resting his body weight on a tree, turning on flame in his fingertip, then letting it die only to retry again. He seemed completely engrossed in the trick, until he broke the awkward silence.

"You surrender?" His tone was flat. Nothing held it. It was just a voice but nothing to it. Did he regret putting Riku within those flames? No…nobodies don't feel.

Riku felt like all his nerves had been switched from 'pathetic' to ' courageous', and he stood, not without slightly falling, and erected tall in Axel's direction.

"No." He realized he was being talked to, and stopped mindlessly playing with his element.

"You could've died right there, and yet you still challenge me?"

"Yeah."

"…Too bad, fight's over anyway." Axel raised his shoulders, and smiled grimly at the teen. Riku narrowed his eyes, piercing his surroundings before looking back to Axel.

They were still in an empty expanse of the forest. Some areas burned or smudged with black from their brawl. A large circle under Riku's sneakers was black and full of ash…but other than that, everything was normal.

Axel shook his head. And pointed over his shoulder. Riku stupidly twisted, only to have his chest stabbed through by an Assassin nobody.

"AHHHH!" He growled into the air with his held thrown back dramatically. He pulled himself away from the assaulter's grip, and covered the injured hole. He stared at it, not comprehending what just happened.

There was a change in the air, and Axel was in front of him instead of the summoned assistant.

Riku felt numb near his chest. Then deaden feeling increased until he fell onto his back without noticing.

"You have two choices of death, by the way…" Axel began.

(Naminè versus Kairi)

I heard the painful cry of Riku's demise.

Well done, Axel. I supposed he was giving him the whole "options" interview now, before he dies. But that didn't concern me.

Suprisingly, Kairi still held up after my greatest attck. Sure, we were both panting from loss of power, and stamina, but we were still standing.

Kairi let out a choked sob, and charged at me again. I brought up Forgotten Hope. The Princess waved her keyblade around at my head first, my legs, torso, my arms, and tried to twirl around me to hit me with the handle, all within a few seconds. But I wouldn't allow for that type of mistake. Like I said, Kairi was going down.

I flipped forward when she tried the sneak attack so she staggered a bit before we came at each other again.

It was my turn to wildly hit. The clangs of our keyblades was horrific, and I knew that Kairi was finally giving it her all. Though it was too late for that. Her breaths were short, and shallow. She'd die from loss of air before another onslaught.

"AGGGH!" She yelled, and twisted her wrist so her sword was over her shoulder then she whipped it back around, and I was forced away from the wave of pressure. That wasn't a normal attack, it was caused from her Wielder skills. Dammit, I was tired of being pushed back!

I mustered the last bits of my strength to bring out another creation of mine. But it was more of a Nobody servant. This one was Morpher Nobody. It changes shapes of the leser nobodies in order to fight off their target.

"What, you can't handle me?" Kairi questioned, mocking mywords from earlier.

"Let's just see about that, Morpher, attack!" It's first form was just a simple Dusk then it slithered into the floor, popping out as a Dancer nobody. Kairi thwacked at the nobody, who took the blow, but didn't die quickly. It shifted into a Beserker, flailing arms around Kairi until she was barely keeping up. When she sliced it diagnolly, it fell into two on the floor.

"Looks like your toy can't hold up."

"Look again." Now there were two morphers on eah side of her, both Berserker, and attacking from both sides. After a few minutes of her fighting back, the left nobody knocked her blade clear out her hand. As if knowing my thoughts, the two Morphers switched to Dusk, grabbed her arms, and wrapped one leg around hers.

I stared at the deep-breath taking teen in front of me, her arms were struggling to break free, her beryl eyes staring at me wide. Her mouth parted to speak, but her tears spoke instead.

"Don't worry, Kairi you won't die. You'll become my Nobody, though. But I'll tell you ahead of time, don't try to re-take your heart. You'll only end up just like this…" I fingered the silver heart necklace knowing that in just a few moments, I could feel that same beat that taunted the back of my hand.

"I wish I could say that I was sorry it led to this, but…I've been down that road. Where you refuse to go along quietly, and oblige with the orders. It's not pretty. Everything's taken away, and anything dear to you is ripped away. I promise I won't be that cruel, okay? I know I seemed like the ultimate bitch, but I'll erase your memories so you don't even have to remember this. So…, I guess this is good-bye, Kairi." She stopped trying to break free, and stared down at my palm presse fading into her chest.

My hand gripped something the size of my fist, it as warm…fuzzy, too. I pulled it out, and Kairi bit her lip, eyes closed. Before anything could happen, I gently placed the heart within my own empty space.

It pumped. Slowly, at first. Then at my giddiness, it banged against my rib cage.

"Ow…" I looked back at my official nobody. Her eyes stopped sparkling, her face lost its automatic smile, and her skin was paler. I lightly touched her forehead, and found myself running through a white corridor. I opened one door, and saw a child Kairi throw mud at a child Sora, who fell back from the hit. They giggled, and I closed it. I opened others, rearranging them until I turned left, and locked a door with a gold key that resembled Forgotten Hope.

"You'll never experience the downfalls of being a Nobody…I hope…" As I replaced my hand to my lap, Kairi began to fade. I grabbed her quickly as possible, and hugged her until she glittered yellow into me.

I wrapped my arms around my shoulders, and waist. I stared at the trees ahead of me. Tears of joy fell so quick it made my face hot. It was a new experience.

I was alive now. The task had been completed. I was no longer a Nobody.

Without thinking, I followed the pillar of light that could only belong to one person.

(Roxas versus Sora)

Sora charged with agility not known to man. The white columns moved with every step Sora took. He didn't exactly know what they were supposed to be…or do for that matter, but he knew that if Roxas was down, the giant weapons came with him.

Sora was right; the pillar did come down, but sadly, on him. Before the towers completely smashed him, they sent flying daggers of illumination that tore his clothes, and skin. Then the whole thing came down in a hurry. It took serious maneuvering to avoid not becoming Squashed Sora.

He used the last column as a lever to help lunge himself at Roxas, who was in such concentration that he bit the dirt with Sora after they crash landed. At once, the two were up and slashing to reach each other's throats.

'Dammit, I have to get to Kairi!'The chocolate-haired Kingdom Key Bearer casted a "Reflega" while Roxas wasted time, and breath uselessly beating the security around Sora. When he realized that it was pointless to attack, he hung back in the shadows, waiting for the opportune moment.

Oddly enough, Naminè appeared out of nowhere, a hand to her chest daintily, and head whipping this way and for her particular blond.

'Oh no…'You could see the worry etched on Naminè's face from a mile away. Her brow's furrowed, and her lips trembled.

But Sora was having the exact same thought when she came out of the forest, rugged and panting. He knew in an instant that Kairi had not won the battle.

The spell finally wore off, and Sora was in great emotional pain. He continued to stare at the flaxen-haired girl that had ridded him of his only love, his Kairi.

"How could you be so cold…?" Sora whispered when the wind did. Naminè locked gazes with him, and he admitted the look she was giving was terrifying. But not enough to make him back down; just enough to make him roar in rage, and hurt.

"HOW COULD YOU!" He barked. She said nothing, her hand slipped from her chest, and clenched to her side.

Roxas saw this moment and stood next to his object of affection. She smiled like two-year-old just receiving candy or some other sugary treat. They whispered some words. He thumbed over her cheek. She blushed. It made Sora want to hurl…

Never had the Keyblade Wielder wantde to stab both of the Nobodies, and hope they die slow, and painful deaths.

Of course, Sora just scared himself, and dismissed the subject. Now, mind you he's still a raging storm waiting to wreak havoc.

Roxas turned to Sora, knowing full well of what his previous thoughts were. Since the fight had began, something changed between the two, and now they had to ability to read each other's thoughts, as did Naminè and…and Ka-…well, you all know. Don't make poor Sora say it!

So the blond quirked an eyebrow, Sora remained deadpanned.

"You know she's not dead, right?" Roxas asked telepathically.

"What are you talking about? Naminè just came back, that means she killed her!" Sora yelled audibly. Naminè looked between the two, her eyes swirling with a hint of panic.

"No, she didn't. She just took her heart—"

"I believe that's one way to kill a person!"

"Ahem, but she didn't die. Because Naminè didn't force her to take her last breath, she reverted into her nobody. Therefore, she didn't die, dumbass." Roxas was as smug as ever. A glint in his eyes, and a canine tooth looking strangely sharp.

Sora took a moment to take this all in. In a whole day, he had been reawaken , told that his life was completely fake, fought to the skin and bone, and lost his love to his Nobody's lover's being…

"Would I see K-Ka-…her…if you…ya know…" Sora wouldn't say it. Voicing the words: take out my heart, sounded wrong in every aspect. Roxas nodded.

"It'd be just like before." The blond looked at him expectantly. It was death or living in someone else's body.

The latter had Kairi, so…what do you think he chose?

When The Key to Destiny was face-to-face with The Wielder, you could see so many similarities, it was minding boggling. Then again, the whole I'm-your-nobody-I'm-made-from-you thing did touch on some areas.

"Just…relax. Pretend you're somewhere peaceful." Roxas suggested. But how could he do that? He was about to lose his life! It was like selling your soul to the devil except he was a spiky blond with an awaiting damsel.

"Right. 'Cuz giving you my heart is a really relaxing last thought." Roxas rolled his eyes. Since when was the big-hearted guy so sarcastic?

"Don't worry about that. The last you'll remember is a note from King Mickey."

"Wait—what?" But before any responses came, Sora's literal, and figurative, heart was gripped within a gloved hand, and taken out with the same.

Everything went cold.

Why was he so numb?

Was the sky a paler shade?

Why couldn't he see his feet?

Was he DEMATERIALIZING?!

Sora's face screamed scared, and his hands subconsciously grabbed hold to Roxas. Who smiled at the gesture.

"See you in a year, Sora." Butterfly like air flew from his stomach, and made every solid body part glow, turn into dust, and throw themselves into Roxas.

(4 months l8er)

"I've just finished the memory uploads, so I think its fine to send the letter now, Sir." I said in a sugary tone that defied al my morals. But hey, you do what you got to do.

"Excellent work, Naminè. With everything going according to plan, Meeting adjourned." Finally! It's about time I deserved a pat on the shoulder from the old bat! Sheesh! After all those countless nights I could've spent with Roxas…

…

Ahem!

I let out a long held in breath and was accompanied by friends. Some have changed due to the new fist-sized, beating, thing within their chests, other simply because we were that much closer to Worlds Domination.

Yes, we actually decided to stick with it. Who doesn't want to rule the universe, anyway?

"I can't wait! Those Wielders don't even know what's they're doing for us!" Larxene's now green eyes held the joy you'd see her carry during a dangerous thunder storm. Of course, I still hated her with every ounce in my heart (that wasn't devoted to Roxas) but I couldn't help notice.

"Yup, we get the rewards, they do the time." Axel hummed. His hair had grown to a amount that was intimidating. How he managed to keep it untangled was beyond me.

FYI moment—no, Sora, Riku, and Kairi weren't the only victim in our scheme. King Mickey, Donald, and Goofy, and all the Princesses of Heart were involved also. Let's not forget the other "villains" that have the audacity to threaten our control. Anyone who's in our way will soon be history, literally.

"Hey, Nam, can we talk walk?" That charming voice with an edge of suave to it was all but forgotten in my mind. I can say that my heart involuntarily skipped a beat, and fluttered at once.

"Sure." I took the hand he offered me, leaning my head on his shoulder on the way out of the Castle That Never Was.

We found a bench (where was that when I was playing hide& seek with Lexaeus's new dog?) and sat peacefully, staring at Kingdom Hearts with our own filled with pride. He took a deep breath.

"Naminè…" Oh crap. Oh Hell No. He wasn't…was he? He wouldn't…I'd kill him!

"Roxas, are you breaking up with me?!" I cried, and stood up. I snatched my hands from his like he was fire. How dare him! I've completely devoted myself to him, and he…!

"W-what? Nam—"

"OH don't you dare butter me up! I don't need your sympathy! If you're going to end our relationship, fine! I know that--…Ok so maybe over the months I've been a bit neglecting, but I willingly made it up! I mean, sure I may have not been the perfect girlfriend—Mmmph!" Silenced by a kiss. A very good kiss, but I was too caught up in my own protest to realize the message.

So, there I was. Staring into the kindest, and deepest identical pool of blue eyes ever, and I'm still blabbering. "But at least I tried! I even tried make-up for you! Do you--mumph!" And Roxas tried again, and with bit more force. I had to take a breather before going on.

"How hard it was to curl these eyelashes? I wasn't born with naturally curled—"And you can guess why I shut-up.

"Dammit, Roxas, lemme finish! So with all these sacrifices I've made, and all the trouble I've went through, you're going to Break Up with Me?" I was tearing up, and all he could do was laugh, and hold me tighter against his toned build.

"I'm Not Breaking Up with You!"

"Oh…well I thought…and you…THOSE WERE SIGNS OF A BREAK-UP LINE COMING TOGETHER!" I humped with knit eyebrows, and a jutted out bottom lip. His expression: 'You're so cute when you're mad!'

"Actually, I just wanted to talk to you alone…but nooo! Nami thinks her boyfriend is breaking up with her and she goes into hysterics!"He chuckled when I huffed again.

"Kodak Moment, right, I know," I rolled my eyes, and looked away. But he tipped my chin his way with his thumb, and hooked index. He forced me to lose myself in navy eyes that began to shine just for me. And in this gaze we said everything we've ever wanted to, shared every kissed to be desired, and thought the same thought:

I love you.

"Hey, there you are, Rox! We're gonna throw a—Eww; don't tell me I came in on another moment? Aw, c'mon! This is like the 5th couple today, including the gay ones! Get. A. Room!" Demyx continued to bicker as he turned his heels, beet red.

We laughed our you way into the small party, thinking that these moments were the ones to cherish.

Of course, now that I had a heart, I felt some remorse towards my Nobody and her friends. But honestly… I know that will work out in The End.

…

Or not.

A/n: w00t! it's 0v3r! Y3ah! I actaully finished a story! 34 friggin' chapters of imagination, slight action, and my hopeless romantic touches! Yes, i killed off some people, let the bad guys win, and possibly put shame upon all the Kindgom Hearts Series, but at leasst Im done!!!XD

Sephiroth: you still have "Free Fate"

me:...dude!You killed my moment! You friggin' wet blanket!DX

sephiroth: was that a serious insult?[Random throws darts at his sensitive area[he falls in pain

NamiXrox:we wo-on! we wo-on![sing song voice

me: thanx 4 all your guyzes support, and i hope that i might see some of your reviews in "Free Fate", kay, bye-bye now!

[Disclaimer crew waves, and uses Sephiroth as a pinata

C YA L8TER!--randomness: blown into the sky, with hopes of never falling--

Ps: Sequel?...Never had Random wanted to scream the word "HELLZ NO!!" into the air before, due to the stress caused by this confusing, and unorganized story.