Hellooo, and welcome to the newest fic by Lulala! As promised, I'm back with "Sincerely, Nobody"!

"Sincerely, Nobody", by Lulala

Summary: Roxas finds a diary of a girl, and isn't sure who it belongs to. As he reads more into the girl's life, he realizes he's in love with her. Will he find her? Even if he does, how will he even begin to explain himself? R x N

Rating: T, for language and stuff. It's kind of a high school fic, but I promise it won't be like any other one you have ever read.

Disclaimer: Not mine. I wish. Then I would know what happens to all of our pals! XD

Here 'tis! Enjoy!

"Hey, Roxas… Roxas?" Riku said impatiently. "Roxas, I asked you, what do you have fourth period?"

Roxas shook his head a little, his spiky blond locks falling into his eyes a little. He glanced up at Riku, who was sitting in the front seat of Sora's seven year old Honda Civic. His long, silvery hair that had grown quite a bit over the summer was guaranteed to drive the girls wild this year. Shaking thoughts of Riku being mauled by freshman from his head, Roxas pulled his schedule out of his pocket. "I have English," Roxas replied, mentally sighing. He wasn't a fan of English class.

"Sweet, which teacher?"


"Awesome," Riku smirked. "Should be cool."

Sora made a quick left into the Twilight High parking lot. "How much does today suck?" he asked the other two boys miserably.

"I don't mind being back," Riku replied, shrugging. "A new year means new… well… everything. And I like that." Sora maneuvered the small car into a parking spot easily, and all three boys climbed out.

Heading towards the school, Roxas nodded in agreement. "Yeah, but it also means that I'll have to see Yuri every day…"

"Shut up," Riku said, messing up Roxas' hair. "Yuri is awesome."

To Roxas, Yuri was far from awesome. They had been friends since before he could remember, but… ever since hitting puberty, she hadn't wanted to leave Roxas alone. Sure, she was cool, and pretty awesome looking—long blonde hair, even longer legs, and bright blue eyes… but even still, Roxas was reluctant to date her.

"I don't get you," Sora commented, glancing over at Roxas as he carefully mussed his hair back to perfection. "She's nice, brilliant, and gorgeous… what are you waiting for? Before long, she'll be drooling over Riku, like everyone else… take the chance while you can."

Finished with his hair, Roxas began massaging his temples. "I don't know. She doesn't leave me alone, and that's a little bit of a turn off, I guess."

Riku pulled open the heavy, metal door to the school, and stepped through the doorway and into the building that all of them had been dreading returning to since the day they had left it the previous June. "Just go out with her once," he suggested as Roxas followed him into the school. "You'll see."

Roxas looked up at the ceiling. "Right. Anyway, I agree with what Sora said before… it does suck to be back here."

Glancing around, Roxas realized a split second later that he had missed the hustle and bustle of Twilight High. Seeing so many people he knew from the year before was actually pretty cool. All three boys made their way through the crowded hallways towards the hallway where all three happened to have their lockers situated.

Fiddling with the lock for a couple minutes, Roxas finally was able to pop open the locker. Hastily throwing any extra school supplies in it, he slammed it shut and met back up with Riku and Sora. Since his brief moment away from the group, he noticed that it had gained a few new members—Kairi, Naminé, and Yuri.

"Hey, girls," he greeted them, smiling. "Long time, no see," he added, more in Kairi and Naminé's direction than Yuri's. She had staked out his house a few times over the summer, so he had definitely seen her a bit.

"Great to see you, too, Roxas," Naminé replied, returning his grin.

Before Roxas could say anything else to Naminé, Yuri had pounced on him, giving him a quick hug before saying, "Roxas, you look so great! I'm so happy school's back in, now I get to see you every day!"

"Yeah, it's great," Roxas agreed half-heartedly.

Part of him really wanted to like Yuri—after all, it seemed that she was pretty crazy about him. Somehow, though, any time she hugged him or touched him, it bothered him… definitely not a good sign.

Thankfully, the five minute warning bell clanged loudly before Yuri could say much more. Roxas hurried off to first period with Sora, bidding Riku a quick goodbye as he headed in the other direction, flanked by Kairi and Naminé. Yuri latched on to another of her girl friends, and was gone within seconds.

"Wow," Sora commented, giving Roxas a look as they wove between teens rushing to their first class. "She really does like you."

Roxas reached over and shoved a laughing Sora. "Shut up," he grumbled. "She's nice, but I don't see her as more than a friend."

"Your loss," Sora said, threatening to crack up again.

"I don't get what's so funny," Roxas shot back, rolling his eyes.

He and Sora came upon their first period classroom, and entered, quickly choosing seats towards the back. Roxas slid into his desk, dropping his backpack on the ground. As the final bell announcing the official start of school tolled, Sora quietly murmured, "Here's to a sweet year."

Roxas nodded in agreement as the teacher took her place at the front of the room to begin the standard first day rules and regulations class, during which they were sure to get something for a parent to sign. Roxas could feel his brain going numb with boredom after no more than ten minutes of the teacher's lecture. It was the same every year—being a junior, he had heard these rule lectures a few too many times.

The next two classes weren't any different. By the time he got to fourth period, he was glad to see Riku, but a little miffed to see that Yuri was this class, as well. "Hi, Roxas," she greeted him cheerfully. "What's up?"

"Not much," he made a tremendous effort to half-smile, and wasn't sure that it had worked.

Naminé approached the group of three, looking the same as the last time Roxas had seen her before school had gotten out. She was still pretty short, still tiny, and still just as quiet as he remembered. Thankfully, she was around to balance out Kairi and Yuri—without her, they would be twice as loud as they already were.

"Naminé, how was your summer?" Roxas asked, hoping that Yuri would take this as a hint that he wasn't really in the mood to talk to her at the moment.

She leaned up against the wall next to Roxas. They were currently occupying the back right corner of their English classroom, and weren't in any hurry to be seated. "It was okay… pretty much the usual," she replied vaguely. "Yours?"

As Yuri rushed over to talk to a boy that Roxas didn't recognize, he whispered, "Anything but ordinary. Picture Yuri staking out my house, and you pretty much have my summer in a nutshell."

Riku was trying to get in on the secret, but Roxas waved him off. Semi-pouting, Riku slouched away towards Yuri, who was still at the front of the room talking to the same guy as before. "She told us about it," Naminé whispered back. "We tried to tell her that it wasn't a good idea, but…"

Roxas smiled a little. "Thanks… someday she'll be cool again."

Naminé nodded in agreement. "She just really likes you."

Mrs. Kerber walked in and called the class to order. Roxas hurried into a seat across the aisle from Riku. Yuri slid into the seat behind Roxas, and Naminé settled in behind Riku. For the fourth time, the boring rules lecture began.

After fourth period, it was time for lunch, and Roxas was beyond relieved to have a break from the lecturing. He hurried through the pizza line, picking out the best looking piece of pepperoni, and made his way to the round table that he and his friends had shared since the first day of freshman year.

Their table was situated right near a window, so there was a perfect view of the baseball fields. The only person sitting at the table was Naminé, and she was gazing out the window, her bright blue eyes slipping off into a daydream. "Hey," he greeted her, pulling out the chair next to her and sitting down. "Where's everyone else?"

"Hmm?" she shook her head a little, shaking off the daydream that had almost taken hold of her. "Yeah, I saw Riku and Sora a little bit ago, they said they'd be right back… and I guess I'm not sure what Kairi and Yuri are up to."

"Bathroom," Roxas said immediately. "They went to fix their makeup, probably."

Naminé giggled a little. "You're probably right… how could I forget?"

Roxas noticed that what little makeup Naminé wore still looked perfect—and completely doubted that she had even touched it since this morning. Riku and Sora suddenly arrived, and pulled up chairs next to Roxas. "Today's been great so far," Riku commented, digging in to his burger and fries.

Roxas started in on his pizza while Sora and Naminé were already comparing which books were on the English syllabus. They were both literature freaks, while Riku and Roxas leaned more towards the math and science classes. Kairi and Yuri arrived, salads in hand, a few minutes later. Looking disappointed that Roxas already had people sitting on both sides of him, Yuri sniffed a little, and settled in between Kairi and Naminé.

Yuri and Kairi brought a whole new life to the table. They seemed to have that effect on nearly everyone—if you weren't talking before they got there, you wouldn't be able to stop once they arrived. They seemed to just bring everyone else to life with their complete and utter lack of the ability to shut up. Not that it was a bad thing—Roxas would rather listen to them squeal and chatter than listen to Sora and Naminé talk about books.

The rest of the day went by in slow-mo. Roxas was bored out of his mind by the time the bell rang at the end of sixth period. Rushing through the halls to meet up with Sora, he kicked something that was on the ground, and saw it slide across the floor. Wrinkling his brow, he fought his way through the crowd towards the object.

It was a small, compact notebook. On the front, it bore one simple saying, taped on from letters clipped out of magazines:

loose lips sink ships

Roxas picked it up, and ran his hand over the cover, dusting it off. I wonder what this is… He cracked it open, and realized with a start that it was without a doubt…

A diary.

...and so it begins. Review, please!

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