Hey there, I'm not exactly satisfied with this chapter but I thought I might as well post it since I might not be able to update for a while...

Anyway thanks for the reviews :)

Run like the Wind

13th of August 2123

The blond ran down the streets of the metropolis as fast as he could. It was 4:30 AM so the roads were practically deserted. No one could help him, or stop him.

«Wait goddamn it!» a deep voice snarled behind him making the blond cringe in fear.

«Fuck, will you fucking stop? I just have to talk to you, fuck!»

But the blond wasn't he stopping; no way in hell was he stopping, not with that guy chasing him.

The blond didn't respond, which infuriated the pale boy further and made him pick up the pace.

Taking a few sharp turns in different alleys the blond decided to hide in an abandoned edifice. Slamming the door open and then shut he took shaky steps on the creaking wooden floor as he desperately tried to calm his breathing. Seeing that there wasn't any other place where he could hide he slumped behind an old looking sofa. As he leaned against it's ragged material the blond started to shudder uncontrollably. He hugged his knees and buried his face between his arms his tremors wouldn't diminish.

What the hell is happening? Why the hell does he keep calling me- with- with that name! My name is Kaze damn it!

The blonde winced and grabbed his hair at a sudden wave of pain to his head, flashes of memories surfacing in his mind.

I know my name is Kaze, so why is something telling that me I'm wrong? What kind of weird name is that anyway? And what does that guy want from me! What's going on!

«Ventus!» a voice screamed with a tint of desperation mixed with frustration.

The boy jumped, something calling out to the dark haired boy, but fear rooted him to the spot.

Kaze shook his head.

Who is that boy? What does he want from me?

He was just walking back from a party, why do things always have to be so complicated!

The raven-haired boy had appeared out of the thin air and as soon as their gazes locked they both froze in shock. When the yellow-eyed boy whispered that name and took a step towards him, the blond just bolted as if he had met the devil himself. And who could blame him, with such abnormally golden eyes anyone would be taken aback. Well perhaps they wouldn't have freaked out but…

This guy is like a hound, damn it! My parents always told me not to run away from dogs but this is fucking ridiculous! They say never do anything rash in front of an excited dog; 'cause if you run they will chase you and they will catch up and then you are screwed. Royally screwed.

Suddenly the door was slammed open making the blond yelp in fright and before he could even process that he was staring in to a pair of deep golden irises he was grabbed by the front of his shirt and slammed against an old looking furniture. The fact that the poor object cracked right behind Kaze's head is enough indication of the force of the blow.

How was he able to find me so quickly? He thought dizzily as he made a vain attempt to push the boy away from him.

«Stop struggling» the boy growled making him cease all movements and freeze in fright, «Why did you run from me?» he shook the blond making him hit the back of his head against the wooden furniture again.

The boy winced in pain but didn't answer. What could he say?

«Answer me!»

The boy whimpered «I don't know!»

«That's bullshit!» he leaned closer staring intently at Kaze with his deep golden eyes.

«I'm not!» the blond yelled angrily «I should be the one asking why you were-» the boy paused as his eyes widen as if in a state of shock.

«Ven?» the raven-haired boy frowned.

«Vanitas,» the blond whispered after a few moments of silence «is that you?» he squinted at him.

Said boy pursed his lips and decided not to answer.

«It is you, what's happening? Where are we?» he questioned.

The yellow-eyed teen remained silent as he continued to observe the teenager in front of him.

«Vanitas?» the blond asked concerned by his lack of response «Are you all right? And could you let me go, fuck you're hurting me you know, you bastar-» the raven-haired silenced him by pulling him in a fierce hug.

«Huh, what are you doing?»

«You asshole,» he gripped the boy tighter making him wince «you damn bastard! I thought you were dead!»

«D-dead?»

«Damn you for leaving me alone! Damn you!» Vanitas started to shake. «Fuck!»

The blond sighed «I don't know what I've done, but I'm sorry. I would never leave you alone.» he patted the boys head, «and I'm here now right? So-» the boy paused again.

«Ven?» the dark haired boy said worriedly and frowned as something wet slid down his neck. He quickly pulled back and stared in horror at the cracks that were quickly forming on the blonde's face. The blond started to whimper in pain as he tried to push Vanitas away.

«Ventus-»

«Don't touch me!» he howled in agony «No more, please no more!» he yelled.

Vanitas stared at the boy not believing what he was hearing, the dark haired male's lips quivered «put an end to me; have mercy» the raven whispered lightly, there's no way he'd forget those words. Those last phrases his friend left him with.

«Have mercy, please

Knowing what was coming next the yellow-eyed boy quickly covered the boys mouth muffling the next words «Kil-».

«No!» he screamed, «Fuck no! We're not going through that again!»

Ventus grabbed the other male's arm as he continued to cry and scream.

«You won't make me go through all that again, goddamn it!»

«Well, well who do we have here.» someone drawled as unsteady footsteps entered the abandon edifice.

Vanitas cursed his bad luck and turned towards the intruder.

«Whatcha think ya doing man?» the intruder drawled.

Vanitas leered at the drunken man before him.

«None of your fucking business, now fuck off homo.»

The man hiccupped before flipping the dark haired boy off, «that's no way to speak to your elders.»

«I said fuck off!» Vanitas growled.

The man giggled in delight «Now, now. Since you seem like a good kid, why don't you hand over your belongings and then I'll be on my merry way.»

The boy sneered as he unconsciously pulled Ventus closer to him, «How stupid are you? Just go away before you'll regret it,»

Vanitas turned his back at the intoxicated tramp and faced the blond again who had clenched his eyes shut, his body shaking in pain and fear.

Bad choice.

«Ventus-» he paused when a click echoed in the near furniture less room. He sharply turned towards the tramp and glared angrily.

«Gimme ya stuff before I shoot ya.»

The boy smirked «I dare you to shoot.»

Wrong move.

The man laughed hysterically «don't be stupid boy, now be a good little kiddy and move it, aye?»

Vanitas returned the laugh with one of his own maniacal ones «I bet you don't have the guts to pull the trigger.»

Reconsider.

«Don't tempt me, I've got nothing to lose ya know.» the man drawled again.

«Then go on then. Shoot me,»

Any second thoughts?

The man hesitated.

«Shoot me!» he yelled.

The sound of a gun shot echoed in Vanitas ears but he felt no pain, he started to laugh «Man, you have a shitty aim-» he stopped when he heard a grown of pain behind him as something slumped against his back before sliding to the wooden floor.

The man in front of him laughed crazily «Whops, shot the wrong thing.» he giggled as he clutched his stomach «isn't that funny?»

Vanitas didn't say anything; he simply started moving towards his pray.

«Hey what do ya think you're doing, stay where ya are!»

The teenager didn't falter and kept moving towards him.

«I said stop!» the man started to panic and randomly shooting at the boy, most merely grazed him, others hit their target head on, but he wouldn't stop.

«What the fuck are you!» he screeched.

Even though the bullets were long finished the man continued pulling the trigger feverishly. When the black haired boy was finally in front of the man, Vanitas grabbed the gun out of the drunk's hands.

«Wha- what do ya want to do, brat?» the man laughed hysterically «there ain't no bullets left.»

Vanitas admired the gun in his hands before tuning his attention to the man in front of him, focusing on his left eye. Without giving it much thought he shoved the gun in the drunk's eye socket.

As the man screeched in agony he quickly returned at his fallen partner's side.

When he turned the blond over he cursed as he surveyed the damage done, there was nothing he could do.

«Fuck!» he started to shake as he pulled the body closer to him «Ventus can you hear me?»

The blond slowly opened his eyes.

«Ventus, fuck I-»

The boy faltered as his companion mumbled something; he frowned as he leaned closer to the boy.

The blond turned his head so that his bloodied lips where just barely grazing the dark-haired boy's ear.

He moved his lips but hesitated as if he was trying to put his all in to just one feeble word. Finally he whispered quietly and darkly; «Traitor…»

«Gale! Hey Gale come on man, hurry up!»

13th of May 2559

I slowly open my eyes and stare at the white tiles above my head.

Another dream about him, (1)

I slowly pull my head up and in a more comfortable position; slowly I crack my neck, wincing at the sound it made.

«Gale! Fuck, I hope you didn't fall asleep on the toilet again!»

I roll my eyes and sit up before flushing said toilet.

«No, I wasn't, get off my case.» I shout before cringing as my usual headache pulsed against my temples.

«Suuuure you weren't.» the voice drawled on the other side of the door.

Damn it, every time I have those dreams my head always seems about to explode.

It's as if my brain has become too big for my skull; I roll my eyes as I automatically think what my teachers would tell me. "That's truly amusing Gale, though it doesn't seem likely since you don't exactly have a brain in the first place". Ah, aren't human beings simply delightful?

I scoff.

Only because I lack the will to study doesn't mean I'm a moron.

I sneer as I languidly walk towards the sink to wash my hands.

Okay I'll admit that perhaps I am lacking some intelligence since I am basically fucking up my future by not studying. But hey, life is long – yes, you heard me, not short, it's long; it seems short if you plan your whole life ahead, but believe me; life is long and full of surprises – who knows what's in store for me; besides life is meant to be enjoyed not only doing things you despise. And it's not like I never study, I'm just above average, nothing wrong with that.

«Could you move it in there? I need to use the damn toilet too damn it!» my brother yelled with a strained voice as if he were just barely keeping it in.

Drama queen.

«Alright already!» I briskly walk towards the door and suddenly slam the open it catching my brother of guard and hitting him square in the face.

Ouch.

I grimace as a side of his face immediately turns an angry red color. I give him an apologetic smile and he returns it with one of his own, one that can be translated as "you're so going to fucking pay for this later, but not now because I have more important matters to attend to". Yes, my brother is really easy to read.

Without another word, just a twitching smile, my brother entered the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

«Gale, come and have breakfast!» my mother screamed from the kitchen, making me sigh.

Why does my family have to be so lively in the morning? It's not like I'm one those grouchy kind of persons when I wake up but… is it really too much ask to quiet it down a notch? Seriously?

«Gale! You better not have fallen asleep again!» she screamed, her voice reaching a really high-pitched note. I groan as my headache pulsed angrily.

«I'm coming!» I yell wincing.

«Good!»

I sigh and start descending the stairs, at the back of my mind I thought back at the "dream".

So it was Kaze this time.

I've always had these kinds of dreams; actually I can't remember a time when I didn't have them. At least once in 24 hours I would dream a life that isn't my own. So you can say that I'm pretty used to them by now and they don't bother me all that much – apart from some really disturbing ones – at least when they occur during the night time. But lately they've been occurring more and more often; and frankly I am a bit worried about this. What really irks me is that I've been falling asleep during my daily routines! Out of the blue, one moment I could be talking to one of my friends, the next I'm in some place I've never been before! My brother, who has been reading some banned books as per usual, has diagnosed me with Narcolepsy. He told me that there used to be a cure but it cannot be found anymore. I swear he's going to get himself in trouble sooner or later.

In my dreams I have different alias; but the one that keeps popping up is "Ventus", weird ass name I know.

Deep in my mind I know where these dreams are heading and I know what they mean. I know, and yet at the same time I don't. Or maybe I don't want to acknowledge it. Alright, I admit it, I am a coward, sue me.

I slump on the chair with a huff.

«Sit properly,» my mother scolds me without even turning around.

Isn't it annoying when people know you too well?

I sigh sitting up.

«What are your plans today Gale?» she asks.

«I have high school until 3 PM, after that I'll probably come back home immediately. I have a test tomorrow.» I say in monotone somewhat lying through my teeth; I am going to "study", but not what the school wants me to. I didn't exactly specify did I?

My mother hummed in assent «I see, are you and your brother going to study together?»

I give a wry laugh as I thought at my twin's school life, «I don't know, mum.»

She didn't know that my brother skipped almost all of his classes. The only reason why our teachers haven't called our parents yet is because, strangely enough, his grades are pretty average so they don't complain, much.

I glance at my father his head hidden by the daily newspaper.

«The "Organization" strikes again!» a voice to my left read the title out loud, making me recoil in fright before facing my brother.

I regard him with a curious expression as his eyes twinkle with something akin to delight or… satisfaction, perhaps?

I know that my brother is against the current government and he is a self-proclaimed scientic. But could it be that…?

My brother gives me a small smile before sitting at his usual seat in front of me.

«Don't slouch Roxas.» my mother reprimands him making my brother groan in annoyance.

I grin at my brother and make myself some toast with butter.

«And Cloud, stop reading the newspaper at the table, you have to give our kids the good example not a bad one.» I chuckle lightly as my father sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

«Yes, Tifa.»

My mother nods before placing a plate with eggs and bacon in front of him.

«What are your plans today boys?» she inquires conversationally at my brother and father.

«There are some odd jobs that I have to do today and a delivery to Radiant Garden I have to make.»

Tifa's eyebrows shot up at that «Radiant Garden? That's pretty far away, will you be back in time for supper?»

«If everything goes smoothly then yes.» he ends the conversation by taking a bite of his bacon.

«What about you Roxas?»

«I have to meet with a friend of mine after school so I'll probably be back at half past six or something.» Roxas answers quickly.

My mother frowns at that «Alright, but Roxas, I know you're old enough to make your own decisions, but shouldn't you study a bit more? Being just about average isn't going-»

«Mother as you said, I'm eighteen years old, I know what I am doing so-» Roxas rolls his eyes.

«I know that you're a smart boy-» my mother interrupts him with a wave of the hand «but culture is important; if you want to get a decent job, with average grades, you'll get and average job therefore an average life you do know that, right?»

My brother sneers angrily «I'm not interested in a fake culture, mother, and my life isn't going to be based on such trivial stuff-»

«Roxas!» Tifa hisses «Don't say that out loud!»

My twin rolls his eyes again but nods in mock assent.

«And it's your final year Roxas, this is the year th-»

«For the last time, my name is not Ventus,» the blond hissed gritting his teeth in annoyance «the name is sergeant Brezza Giol, and I have a job to do.»

8th of September 2221

The sergeant tried to brush past his current pain in the rear, but the pale young man quickly grabbed him by his arm and pulled him back.

«Don't act dumb, you know that your name is Ventus.» he glared fiercely at the blond in front of him who returned the dark look at full force.

«I don't know what you're talking about Vanitas-» "Brezza" paused as soon as the name passed his lips.

Vanitas smirked knowingly «How are your dreams been doing?»

The sergeant's eyes widen almost comically before leering at the young man in front of him and pulling out of his grasp.

«I don't have time for this,»

The blond tried to side step him but to no avail.

The golden-eyed male gave a throaty chuckle «what a weird persona you've got this time, so different from the original you. I mean you were always a stubborn bitch but you weren't quite this nasty

Brezza merely glared without responding to the accusations.

«Or maybe not, I'm guessing you've sacrificed yourself a multitude of times for others-»

«What is it that you want from me? Do you realize where we are? I really don't have time for this! My companions are fighting out there, if I don't do something a lot of civilians are going to die-»

«I don't care,» Vanitas interrupted cutting the conversation short «What I want is for you to remember, or admit that you remember.» he leaned closer «I've met "you" a lot of times in the last centuries, and I've noticed that you regain all of your past memories more or less at the age of nineteen.» the blond sneered «And I'd say you're roughly twenty one now.» Vanitas scrutinized the sergeant «For the life of me I can't understand how you managed to survive that stage, though. Care to explain?»

The blond sighed «If I tell you what you want to hear will you let me go?»

Vanitas smirked evilly «Perhaps, no promises though.»

Brezza glared angrily «I do remember.» he swiftly pulled out a knife and swiped at Vanitas «Everything.»

The dark haired male back jumped back and narrowed his eyes at the hostility.

«And I also remember that you are a traitor and a damn liar.»

The pale boy frowned at the accusations «what are you talking about; I've never betrayed you. Sure I might've messed with your head but-»

«Shut up!» the sergeant yelled and pointed the blade at the raven-haired young man «It's your fault. It's your entire damn fault! It's your fault if I suffered and it's your fucking fault if I'm suffering now

Vanitas eyes widen at the murder intent that filled his companions eyes. He couldn't understand what was going on, why was Ventus acting this way? Could he be referring to what happened before-

The staring match didn't last long before the blonde's eyes looked away with a sigh. «Why can't you just leave me alone? I was doing fine without you up until now; and what is it with you and stalking people? You haven't left me alone for months now!» he drops the knife to the ground before he pushed his hair back in frustration «what do you want from me anyway?»

Before Vanitas could even open his mouth suddenly the bunker they were in started to shake.

«What was that?» whispered the blond before running towards the exit.

«Hey wait! We're not done talking yet!»

When he reached the top the blond froze in shock.

«What the fuck-» the dark haired boy started before stopping as he stared at scene before him «Oh fuck» he gazed at the fungus like smoke.

What was he going to do now? There was no way Ventus could survive this. Hell he wasn't all that confident the he would be able to survive this motherfucker.

«So this is what it feels like,» the blond said calmly «being this close to death…» he stared at the approaching gush of smoke, he chuckled lightly «I remember that my other deaths have always been sudden, I wasn't even aware…» he trailed off before gulping.

The dark haired boy hummed in assent as he stared at the eerily calm sergeant, well calm for the situation he was in, most would be hysterical right about now «Yeah, well I suppose being near the explosion of an atomic bomb does qualify as being face to face with death. So why are you so calm? Is it because you know you'll reincarnate?»

Brezza pinched the bridge of his nose «No, well maybe, partially. I mean the me now is going to die here and now. My family and the friends I've made will disappear from my life.» he shakes his head «When I'll reawaken everything I've live so far will just be part of one of my many dreams, won't it…» he wondered out loud «Seeing life this way, it's terrible. It seems so meaningless, so pointless.» he let out a heartless chuckle «Maybe I should have let his personality take over me, he seems so much stronger…»

Vanitas narrowed his eyes «He is

Brezza turned towards him in shock «And you are, somewhat at least» Vanitas continued «I don't know what you've done, but you're certainly Ventus, I can feel it,»

The blond shook his head «Vanitas, after this, you have to leave me alone. Don't come looking for me anymore-»

Vanitas interrupted him with a loud chuckle «Forget it,»

Brezza gritted his teeth in annoyance «Really, what is it that you want from me Vanitas?»

Vanitas shrugged apathetically «It doesn't matter, I don't care if you think I betrayed you or if you think that you're not Ventus» he turned fully towards the blond, his expression severe «I will get you»

«Gale! Fuck Gale, are you alright?»

«Roxas, language!»

13th of May 2559

I slowly open my eyes wincing as the once dim light made my headache pulse angrily again. Vaguely I notice that my face is wet but I am too dazed by the dream to actually pay any mind to it.

«Honey are you okay?»

Let him take over?

«Gale!»

I snap out of my musing and focus at the face in front of me.

«What happen?» I ask.

My brother frowns «you fell asleep and faced-cerealed you're breakfast.» he lightly slaps my cheeks. «You with me bro?»

I give him a weak smile «Are you cereal?»

Roxas laughs and pinches my cheeks «Damn straight I'm cereal. But man, this narcolepsy is getting really out of hand-»

«Roxas,» my brother cringes at my father's tone, «You've been reading those books again haven't you?»

«I-» Roxas stutters in shock.

«We told you to stop haven't we? You'll put us all in danger if you continue! Someone is bound to find out!»

«But-»

«No buts! If you're going to do such things, do them when you'll not be living under this roof anymore!»

«Cloud-» my mother tried reasoning with my father.

Roxas bristles in anger «If that's what you want than I will gladly please you! After graduation you won't ever see me again!» with that he quickly got up and walked out of the house.

Without wasting any time I grab my bag and pursuit my angered brother.

«Roxas! Wait!» I yell.

«Leave me alone Gale, I don't want to talk right now,»

«It's fine if you don't want to talk,» I grab his shoulder and lean against him as I try to regain my breath «let's just walk together, we're both going in the same direction anyway.»

«… fine,» he nods gruffly.

We walk in silence. Silence is always the perfect cure for my never-ending headache.

Slowly I start to relax and take a deep breath. The only sound that could be heard this early in the morning was the chirping of the birds and ruffling of leafs on the trees as a soft breeze swept by; there were no cars and machines whatsoever to disrupt this peace. I could understand why brother hated this society, I truly do. He was those kind of people that no matter what they discovered he would be constantly wanting to discover more and more, to know, to understand more. He lived for science. But he couldn't do that, not in this era.

But as much as I understood him I couldn't bring myself to hate this era; I love nature and frankly the closer I can be with it the happier I am. Unlike Roxas and most scientics think, I believe that there is not need to give a name to everything, sometimes you just have to let things give you it's name. Just accept life as it is, without it's complexity. It is hard to do so sometimes; it's hard not to judge and I know that I usually look into things too much, but that's why I enjoy simplicity so much. Science complicates life; it makes it more complex than it really is.

So, in a nutshell, I'm glad that we don't have science in this era, I'm happy living in this time.

Everything would be great if it weren't for the fact that science was banned. It would be great if people in general decided that it's best to leave the things the way they are, and not poke too much in to things that we cannot handle. But reality isn't like that; there are people like Roxas who wish to research and unfold new truths and they've been taken away the liberty of doing so. People should have the freedom to be whoever they want to be, and to do what they deem is right. Restricting ones liberty is never a good thing.

I may not agree with a word you say, but I will fight to the death for your right to say it. (2)

I frown as the phrase popped in to my mind.

Where did that come from?

«… He's such an asshole.» Roxas whispered startling me out of my musings.

«He's just worried Roxas, who wouldn't be? You know how society is nowadays-» I try to reason.

«That's exactly why we should do something!» he snarls angrily. «Doesn't it piss you off that the government keeps pushing us around like ragdolls? We are not lifeless puppets we have a mind of our own goddamn it!»

«Roxas calm down.» I hush.

«Roxy-poo!» a voice squealed before a body collided with mine making me trip and fall on my ass.

I hissed and grimaced counting until ten before I could regret my actions.

Speak when you are angry and you'll make the best speech you'll ever regret. (3)

I blink in surprise.

Huh what?

«I missed you so much Roxy-po-po!» the girl on my lap purred in delight, making my left eye twitch in suppressed anger.

«It's Gale. You got the wrong twin.»

«Oh really?» she pulls back and stares intently at me «well no matter, your cute too!» I sigh in dismay when she starts nuzzling my neck.

«Stop it Rikku, control yourself, yah?»

«Aw but Wakka!» the blond girl whined pathetically.

«No buts, come on get off him.» another girl interjected.

The girl pouts «Paine, you traitor! I'm never letting him go!»

The goth sighs and massages her temples with both of her hands «Why do we have to do this every time? Yuna help me out.»

«She went off with Tidus,» informed Lulu.

«What? Man, she's such a traitor…»

«You can't stop love!» yells Rikku «And you can't pull me away from my loved one!»

«We've already had this discussion Rikku! Either it's Roxas or it's Gale but we always end up with-»

Why… why are people so lively in the goddamn morning?

Thankfully my brother decided that he had enough fun at my expense and swiftly lifted Rikku off of my lap, taking advantage of the fact that she was too distracted arguing with Paine. Soon after he grabs my arm pulling me up, and we start running towards the school building. No words were needed.

«Hey! Hey get back here!» screeches Rikku.

Roxas laughs gleefully «No way am I stopping with such a monster at my heels!»

I chuckle nervously but agree somewhat half-heartedly.

I'm never going to stop running.

Soooo Ven is here~ please tell what you think or at least let me know if you're reading^^; it makes me write faster and better - I don't have much confidence so help me out a little^^;

(1) yes I did that on purpose XD

(2) most think that the quote is Voltaire's but many believe that it's a widespread mistake and the quote was originally said by Evelyn Beatrice Hall

(3) quote by Laurence J. Peter an American "hierarchiologist"