My apologies if this sounds weird, grammar is bad, and no indents. The tab button on my laptop broke, and now I can't indent. This is my first story on here too. So while I would love criticism, please don't be snide. I don't own Kingdom Hearts. If I did, I would be having a huge hot tub party with most of the members of Organization 13.

Hearts
Chapter 1: Prologue

I remember the day we met like it was yesterday. We were at our parents work; they got called into Twilight Town. That's how it works when you travel across worlds for your work. I remember my mom and my uncle were watching us while my dad and my aunt were slaying a couple of heartless as the nobodies trailed behind like a cross between a zombie and a slinky. He was seven, same as I was. Our parents go way back, we were practically family. Oh yeah, I almost forgot, our parents are all guys. Don't ask why ok, because we still don't get it either.

Now where was I? Oh right, well he was just standing there next to his dad, and I stood right next to my mom and clung to his over-sized, baggy shorts. I glanced over, and we were looking right at each other.

Roxel's (then short) hair is just like his mom Roxas in the front, with blonde locks that sweep up to the right side of his head, while the back has his dad Axel's bright red. He was in light brown cargo pants, a black and red tee with a Shadow head and flames on the sleeves, and a black zip up hoodie with silver strings. With black combat boots with red laces, an X shaped charm on a thick silver chain, and some checkered wristbands; I couldn't help but think he looked cute.

My (also then short) hair has my dad Riku's silver bangs and my hair is edged in that same silver, while the spiked shape and brunette hair I had inherited from my mom Sora. I was in a blue skirt and black shorts, a blue and white tee of tears spilling out of a giant white heart and a black short sleeved zip up hoodie, and a pair of yellow converses. My dad gave me a black silk scarf with a silver crown that I always display proudly around my neck, and I've worn it since I got it for my fifth birthday.

I blushed, and went back to hiding behind my mom's leg. But then my dad and aunt needed back-up, and we were told to stay there and get to know each other. We were both shy at first, but then his dad's personality kicked in. "Hi I'm Roxel, what's your name!"

"S-Soku. N-Nice to meet you Roxel."

"Soku, that's a really pretty name." At that point I probably turned bright red because of how much I was blushing. But it got even more embarrassing by what he said next. "Are you ok Soku. You look like you've got a fever, and your head feels really hot. Hey Mom and Dad, can I got take Soku to get some sea salt ice cream?!"

"Sure honey! There's some munny in my wallet, but only take enough for the two ice creams. Be safe and yell if you run into any heartless or nobodies. "

"Ok, Mom! Come on Soku let's go get some ice cream!" He then grabbed my hand and dragged me to the shop that sells the sea salt ice cream and asked the man for two. When he had the ice creams in his hand, he then grabbed my hand once more. We arrived at the train station mere minutes later. "Are you scared of heights?"

"No... Why do you ask?"

"I know the best place to eat ice cream here in Twilight Town, but you have to trust me, and don't let go of my hand." We ran inside, and opened the door to the stairs. We ran up all fifteen sets of stairs. At the top Roxel helped me drape my legs over the edge of the giant clock tower. "Do you know why the sun sets red? It's because light comes in a lot of colors, and red is the color that travels the farthest."

"Like I asked you, know it all." I tried to stand up then, but my heel slipped on the edge I started to fall. I was in shock and all I could do was gasp and close my eyes. But it didn't feel like I was falling anymore. I looked up to see Roxel trying as hard as he could to keep me aloft by clutching my hood. It took a few minutes, but I was safe and sound on the roof of the clock tower.

"Are you ok Soku?!"

"Y-Yeah, I-I'm fine."

"What happen? Are you hurt?"

"No I'm fine. It didn't even scare me. Oh, Roxel! You hurt your arm when you were helping me up!" His frail forearm had a red gash the entire width of his arm, and blood trickled from the wound.

"What are you doing Soku?"

"I'm cleaning out the wound, silly. Now hold still, it may sting." I licked his wound clean. Then I took the scarf off my neck and gently wrapped the gash. He only grimaced once.

When we got back to the square, our parents took one look at us and started doing the typical parental thing when their children come back from a trip to get ice cream limping: flipping out. You know what I mean right? 'Are you ok?' 'Did you get hurt?' 'Break any bones?' 'Did you run into heartless? 'Did you run into nobodies?' 'Did you run into any nightmares?' 'Did an old man with yellow eyes, silver hair, and black clothes try to control you?' That sort of thing. I had scraped both of my legs completely getting back up on the roof, and Roxel (in addition to his forearm gash) had scraped everywhere else on his arms and a small spot on his forehead. We told our parents about my nice little tumble of the roof. Needless to say, our parents scolded is for a whole five minutes before breaking down crying and just whispering 'We're just glad you're safe sweetie.'

I hadn't seen Roxel since that day, at least, until I was a sophomore at Destiny Islands High.