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I slowly opened my eyes and winced when the sunlight shone threw my bedroom window. I practically jumped out of bed and walked to the window. The sunlight stilled shined brightly and radiantly, even though morning always looked like evening. The view was beautiful when I was standing in my elevated apartment. A few pigeons flew near me and cooed in different octaves. Just another boring Saturday, I suppose, I thought as I headed for my bedroom door.

The memories of Tifa began to flood through my mind. This isn't my intention at all; I just want to go through with this day without thinking about her! I don't want to cry anymore, I cried enough last night until I fell asleep. Then, I reminisced about yesterday, when she gave me the slim box of pastels. Her serious yet gleaming face flashed in mind, and the last words she spoke to me.

"Take care, you're a good kid."

"Tifa…" I spoke aloud, and a tear streamed down my right cheek. I shook my head and desperately wiped my face with my arm. C'mon Naminé, pull it together. There's nothing I can do now. It is what it is. I let out a large sigh and exited my room. Maybe a good breakfast will help get my mind off of things. I forced a smile and walked to the kitchen.

"Good morning, Naminé."

"Huh? Oh, morning," I yawned. Wait. Just. A. Moment. I rotated ever so slowly to where the mysterious voice was coming from, the living room. I blinked several times, and I even rubbed them a couple times to make sure I wasn't imagining the boy standing by my couch. That can't possibly be who I think it is… can it?

"Who are you, and how do you know my name?" Those brown spikes, that comical smile, and those aesthetic blue eyes. It can't be, it just can't be! The boy turned his head slightly, as if he was confused that I didn't know who he was.

"I'm Sora, and I think I would know my own creator when I see her," he said with a huge smile still planted on his face. He never took his gaze off me; it was like he was trying to read me, like an open book. I stood there like post, not moving, just barely breathing. I have to say something. There's so no way that it could be him.

"Th-that's not possible. He's in my sketchbook!" I sped walked to the couch and accidently brushed against his skin. My arms were already forming goose bumps. I grabbed my precious item and flipped to the page where I drew Sora.

"See? He's right-" I stopped. My eyes widened in disbelief. There's no way, the page is blank! Not a single pencil outline was shone, just an unused piece of beige paper. My head slowly looked up to face my living drawing. When I met his gaze, he just smiled at me, but then he gave me a questioning look.

"Didn't you read the note inside that black box?" What? But I didn't even see anything in there, just the pastels inside. He then gave me a reassuring look in his eyes to just look for it now. I sighed quietly and put down the sketchbook in exchange for the black cardboard box. I removed the lid once more and sure enough, there was a small piece of paper folded twice inside. My hand carefully grabbed the paper and unfolded it. I read aloud:

Naminé,

I hope you like this gift. You wouldn't believe what I had to do just to get a small set like this, but that's not why I'm really writing this. These pastels are anything but ordinary. If you put your whole heart into what you're drawing, the pastels' magic will make the picture come to life. I know it's too uncanny to be true, but believe me, I think this is exactly what you need. Unleash your creativity, dear. I trust you with these amazing pastels, you're a good kid.

Tifa

P.S. I hope you were planning on coming to my wedding. After all, you are one of my bride's maids!

I smiled at her last statement, but that wasn't enough to change the fact that the boy, my drawing of a boy, was standing in my living room. I looked back up at Sora, who was now standing in front of me. He still had that sincere, comical smile that seemed like it could light up the entire room. My cell let off its ringtone, which I was so relived so I had a reason to get away from this strange boy. I sped walked to the kitchen to grab the cell phone off of the counter.

"Hey Roxas, perfect timing!" I said with a little too much cheerfulness in my voice. With Roxas's ability to see through people's masks, or in this case voice, he knew that something was up.

"Apparently. What's up?"

"W-well, it's kind of weird. You probably won't even believe me if I told you."

"Try me." Why is he so stubborn? I don't why he's so persistent, and it's not like he's going to believe me but… I have to tell someone.

"Okay, but I'm going to make it as short as possible. Tifa gave me this box of pastels as a good bye present and-"

"Whoa wait, you mean that art professor? She's leaving?" That's just like him, he always interrupts to learn every single detail before I can finish the entire story.

"Yeah, she's getting married, but I'll tell you that later. These pastels are different and you'll never guess what happened-" Sora suddenly charged at me and grabbed my wrist, knocking the cell out of my hand. I could hear Roxas calling out my name, but Sora had such a tight grip I couldn't budge. Plus, I was so startled I couldn't really move my feet anyway.

"Naminé," he said quietly in a serious tone, "I'm sorry I'm doing this but you can't tell anyone about what I really am, even it does sound odd that a drawing can just pop out of paper. Please, I'm begging you." His ocean eyes never left my face, and I could see that this meant a lot to him to keep this a secret. I simply nodded and turned my attention back to the cell phone lying, and thankfully not shattered, on the kitchen tile floor. Sora could hear Roxas calling my name and without me having to ask him, he let go of my wrist.

"H-hey, I'm still here. Sorry about that, I must have lost reception or something," I said, looking back at Sora. He mouthed a thank you and I smiled as a form of a you're welcome.

"So, what were you going to tell me?"

"Oh, never mind about that. It's not important."

"C'mon Naminé, do you really expect me to believe that?" Actually, I kind of did and I laughed quietly to myself.

"Look, I'll explain everything later, okay? I can already see that today is going to be quite a Saturday."

"Alright, I'll talk to you later."

"Right, bye." I closed my cell and sighed very loudly. I can't believe I have to lie to one of my best friends. I darted a glance at Sora, who was still smiling brightly at me. He really is human like, too good to be true really.

"Are you seriously busy today?" he asked as he tilted his head slightly.

"Not really, I just needed an excuse to get off the phone with Roxas. Thanks to you, that's going to be on my conscience all day."

"Well, how about I make it up to you. I'll take you out, where ever you want to go." Eh? That really caught me off guard. A guy has never asked me to go along with him anywhere. Even if Sora really wasn't technically a person, it was still rather sweet.

"But you don't have any munny, and I don't have much myself."

"The best things in life are free," he replied as he began to walk towards the door, ready to open it when I would walk through.

"I guess I'll have to take you up on that offer," I said as I headed for the door. C'mon, how could I say no to that little performance? It's just like how I imagined a guy would offer me to take me out for a day, word for word...


Even though neither of us had any extra cash, that didn't keep us from having a good time. Out of all the places we visited around town, the park probably had to be where I had the most fun. I can't even remember how many times we walked around the entire area, I lost track after the tenth time. We learned so much about each other, and not once was there an awkward pause. I'm really not good with conversations but Sora made it so easy and he's just so funny! He greeted everyone he saw at the park, and I could tell that every person that he said hi to liked him. He was approachable and friendly, not worrying about what other people thought of him. I wish I could be like him.

My stomach suddenly growled and I placed my arm to try and quiet the rumbling noise. Sora glanced down at me and slightly laughed with a smirk on his face. "Hungry?"

"A little. We didn't even eat lunch yet and it's already evening." He immediately glanced at a small but fancy restaurant and I lightly elbowed his side. "Don't even think about it. I'll just whip something up at home." He sighed as he remembered that neither of us had any munny but he gleamed with excitement when he saw a huge ball placed in the middle of the park.

"You think I could score some cash if I do a little street performance?"

"What could you possibly do with a ball?"

He picked up a large stick off the ground and stated, "Watch this."

My eyes were glued to him, and I couldn't help but laugh at the little skip he put into his step. Sora, being the natural charismatic person he is, gathered a huge group of people to follow him to the center of the park. Everyone had confused yet excited expressions on all of their faces. Sora looked back at me and showed me a huge grin and a thumbs up. He picked up the huge ball and threw it into the air as hard as he could. As the ball began to descend down back to him, Sora jumped up and hit the ball with his stick with a front flip finish. I can't believe it, how could he jump that high? I know he's not a real person but I definitely did not see that one coming.

I walked closer to him to get a better view. More and more people were gathering, forming a circle. After much struggling, I finally made it to the front. Every time he hit the ball was amazing, and the flips and jumps he made would make a gymnast jealous. The last jump he made he landed on his right hand, balancing his entire body with just that. Everyone cheered as loud as they could and I joined in with them. I could tell in his eyes that he was going to make one last move as he eyed the falling ball. Using both of his hands, he pushed off the ground and kicked the pale blue sphere with his body twirling in the air. He somehow managed to land on his feet and caught the ball with his right arm. He looked up to face everyone and smirked at the crowd. People from every direction was screaming and shouting and began to throw golden orbs after orb.

I ran out towards Sora to congratulate and admire how talented he is but a few girls ran past me (practically shoved really) and surrounded him. I got a little tense but I patiently waited for them to leave, if they were going to leave for that matter. After all, they're all really pretty and I bet he wouldn't mind a little flirting.

"Wow, you were really great!" "Do you do this all the time?" "Hey, are you busy tonight?" Sora rubbed the back of his neck nervously and looked back me. I merely shrugged and kind of laughed it off. As soon as one of the girls asked him out, they all began asking if they could go out with him tonight.

"Sorry girls, but I'm kind of with someone right now." Sora looked at me and the group of girls followed his gaze. As soon as they saw me, I heard them make subtle grunts and even one of them rolled her eyes at me. They probably expected someone a lot prettier or at least a girl wearing "descent" clothes. I couldn't really blame, though. I wasn't exactly presentable today, or any day for that matter.

"You his girlfriend or something?" one of them asked in an impatient and annoyed tone. Hearing the girlfriend part made me slightly blush, I could feel the warmth sneak into my cheeks.

"N-no! Of course not! We're j-just friends!" I said as I shook my hands in front of me.

"Well either way I'm busy with her, sorry," he said with an apologetic smile.

"Whatever," one of the girls said and they all trailed off. I felt kind of bad for them, even if they were kind of rude and mean I probably hurt their feelings. As soon as they were out of sight, I looked up to face Sora who was gleaming with excitement.

"From that look, I'm guessing you got a lot of munny?" He nodded so fast I was afraid that he would snap his neck but my eyes immediately widened as I saw all the munny in the palms of his hands. "Wow, there's just enough for the both of us to go to the local restaurant up town!"

"Or just enough to get you an extravagant meal at that fancy restaurant!" I looked up at him a little aggravated.

"Hey, I don't need to eat anything expensive. Besides, you're probably starving!" He just chuckled at me and I raised an eyebrow.

"No, not really. I never really am."

"What?"

"Well, I am a drawing you know. It's not like I have a stomach or anything." I am so stupid sometimes. Of course he wouldn't be hungry!

"Thank you, you know, for buying me dinner."

"I'm glad that I can. Now, off to the fancy restaurant!"

"Hey, I said I didn't want anything expensive! Sora!" I yelled at him as he began to run off. He looked back at me and a huge grin formed on his face. I chased after him and we both laughed. When was the last time I ever laughed like this?


We returned to the apartment after I got done eating. As soon as I walked into the living room, I looked at the clock hanging on the wall. Not even nine and I'm already yawning every five seconds. Sora glanced at me from behind his shoulder and lightly ruffled my blond hair.

"Sleepy?" he said a little louder than a whisper.

"Just a tad, but I did tell Roxas that I would explain everything later and, well, it is later. Better get it done now than tomorrow."

"Naminé, I can already see the bags forming underneath your eyes. He'll understand, I know he will."

"Well, alright. Where do you want to sleep, is the couch fine?" Stupid! He probably doesn't sleep, either! I am so slow today. "Never mind."

"Good call," he said as he smiled at me. I slightly tilted my head and studied his face intently.

"How are you able to smile so much?" He laughed under his breath and rubbed the back of his neck.

"I don't really know, I guess that's what you truly wanted me to do all the time. Well, that's what you're heart demanded anyway." Okay, now that seriously caught me off guard. Did I really want Sora to smile all time? Maybe because I wanted someone to smile for the both of us I guess. I never really thought about what I wanted the boy in my drawing to be. I'll just ask him more about it tomorrow.

"A-anyway, you're welcome to rest on my couch or do whatever you want in my home, just don't do anything rash while I'm sleeping, okay?"

"Alright, goodnight," he said with his bright blue orbs staring into mine. My eyes trailed down to the floor embarrassed.

"Goodnight." I walked to my bedroom door and put my hand on the knob. I turned it slightly until I felt two hands being placed on my shoulders. Sora turned me around and he pulled me into an embrace. My heart was beating faster and faster as the seconds past. Snap out of it Naminé, it's just Sora. There's nothing to be nervous about. The side of my face was placed on his chest, and… I could hear a heart beat? How is that possible, I thought, if he doesn't get hungry or doesn't sleep, how could he have a pounding heart?

"Sorry, I've just been wanting to do this all day. I had a lot of fun with you, Naminé," he said as he released me. I was about to ask why he only had a heart but he lightly pushed me towards my bedroom door. He smiled one last time and headed for the couch. I guess I'll have to ask him that tomorrow, too. Before I closed the door behind me, I peeked through the small crease and spotted the brown spikes by the couch. I smiled and completely closed the door.


If you couldn't tell already, there's going to be a lot of explaining about Sora, the pastels, and maybe some other things, too. It might be a short chapter so be prepared for that, I guess? Lol, thanks for reading and I'll update ASAP! :D

Note: Yes I did get the whole "Sora street performance" thing from Roxas in KH2. I couldn't really think of anything else and I really wanted to make Sora look like a stud XD