You Can Have Manhattan—A SoNami {Sora/Naminé} Fanfiction
Summary; It's been years since anyone has seen or heard from Naminé, so when she suddenly shows up at school one day no one can believe it—especially Sora. Where could she have gone? And why is she so undeniably frail? Kingdom Hearts AU, SoNami as well as others later on.
Rating; T for now, but that may change later on.
Author's Note; So, I just recently finished watching Chain of Memories and I completely fell in love with Sora and Naminé. And as usual, when I fall in love with something, I need to write fanfiction. Hence, this. I actually just finished writing an entire plot line for a Roxas and Olette fanfiction, yet I felt this weird urgency to write something dedicated to Sora and Naminé first. The title for the story comes from Sara Bareilles' song, "Manhattan". It's basically about giving someone the chance to find something beautiful even if you can't experience with them (at least, that's what I believe it is about and I'm sticking to it) as well as heartbreak. In the end, I think you'll find out what I mean by that. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this little introduction and I will start working on several other chapters tomorrow.

You Can Have Manhattan—The Prologue
Stars

"Sora, why do you think stars are called stars?"

I watched as his blue eyes locked onto the night sky. He was thinking—I could tell because he had buried his hand in his hair, as he always did when he was thinking harder than he needed to. "Well," he started, his voice soft, "I think it's the way they're shaped. I guess they sort of look like stars, so that must be why they're called stars."

I had never thought of it that way. "Oh, I guess that makes sense. They just look like lights to me. I wish I could see a star up close."

"That's an awesome idea," he said, "how about we do that? Let's go see a star!" Turning towards me, he smiled that sly smile—he was probably formulating some plan to go on another one of his crazy adventures.

"Sora, I don't think we can. They're so far away and we can't fly."

"Nothing's too far away if you just believe."

"You're crazy," I said, looking at my hands in my lap. Turning my gaze back to Sora, I raised an eyebrow, "How will we get to the stars?"

"My dad's plane, duh." I watched as he jumped off the branch and reached out his hand to help me down. As my feet touched the sand, I couldn't help but smile. I never grew tired of the feeling of sand on my bare feet. As I went for my shoes, Sora stood still, his eyes glued to the sky. "We can go tomorrow night."

"Tomorrow? But, are you sure your dad will let you use his plane?"

"I think I'm too little to drive, so he'll have to but I think he'll say yes. I know he'll say yes."

"Okay," I said, smiling, "Then tomorrow."

Tearing his gaze away from the sky, he made his way towards me. I could see my father waiting for us with his boat, so we started back towards the dock. With our plan to fly to the stars in place, I suddenly couldn't wait for tomorrow. Would my parents let me go? I'd have to convince them. I would do the dishes for an entire month if it meant I could go. With how weak I had been lately, getting permission to leave the house was a battle in itself. They'd give me an hour to go out and play, never anything more. I faintly remembered a time when I could come and go whenever I pleased, but that time was long gone. Sora constantly asked why I never came to play anymore and I was never able to give him an answer. He always said that Riku and Kairi missed me. They all questioned why I was so absent from their lives. I felt awful about lacking the knowledge I needed in order to really tell them about what was going on. I was expected to explain something I barely understood myself.

"Naminé?"

"Huh?" I hadn't realized that I had zoned out.

"Even if my dad says no to going tomorrow, I promise we'll go see a star some other day, okay?"

"Sure, okay," I replied, hoping that we wouldn't have to delay our adventure.

Putting his hands behind his head, Sora sighed. "You know, we make a lot of promises to each other. Like, I promised that I would show you how to fight with my toy sword and I promised to teach you how to swim. You promised to teach me how to draw."

"I think that's what friends do."

"Yeah. Don't worry, I'll be sure to keep all my promises. Friends don't break promises, especially ones as cool as going to see a real star." Grinning, he playfully punched my arm.

Pushing him slightly, I giggled. "Alright, don't let me down then." As we neared the dock, I waved to my father.

"Come on kids, it's getting late," my father shouted, motioning for us to hurry. Sora and I raced to the boat, putting me completely out of breath. My lungs struggled for air, yet I kept myself as composed as possible. Slowly, my father's boat took us back to the main island. On our way back, Sora told my father about our plan to see the stars tomorrow night. Once I regained my ability to breathe, I nodded, adding that it would be something I'd never forget. My father did not respond—which led me to believe he was ready to tell me no the moment we got home. After my father's sharp silence, no one spoke. I simply kept my eyes on my shoes.

Thankfully, we reached the main island a few minutes later. I was thrilled to be away from the awkward silence that floated in the air. While my father tended to his boat, Sora and I walked home. He didn't seem phased by my father's cold shoulder. Instead, he went on and on about how amazing our trip would be and how there was no way my parents could say no to something so grand. I tried to smile but knowing that there was no way my father would say yes made it difficult. Yet, I didn't want to break Sora's adventurous spirit so I kept my mouth shut. I'd have to find a way to tell him tomorrow.

Sora and I lived right next to each other, making our walk home much less lonely. My house was first, then his. Stopping in front of my house, we said goodbye as we always did and parted ways. As I reached my door, I glanced back over to Sora across the way. He waved enthusiastically, shouting, "I'll see you tomorrow!" I waved back, knowing deep down that tomorrow would never happen.

And sadly, I was right.