Author's Note: Yeah, clichéd chapter title. Whatever. But Roxas and Sora are twins because I wanted to find a way to get both of them in here. Same for Namine and Kairi. All song lyrics are originals by me—so no, (sadly) they're not going to be on iTunes.

As for the tune of the songs…make that up for yourself, okay?

And, as for the lovely girl who inspired this fic, Karriaina. She's just about the coolest person, and she's a huge SoRiku fan. This is for you, Karri, as well as any other wonderful people who take time from their day to read this. Thanks so much!

One. Seeing Stars


"Soooora," Kairi called, racing down the beach. "Sora, guess what!"

I lifted my head from the sand, and the wind picked up the particles, scattering them everywhere. I rubbed my eyes. I had been having such a nice, long nap. And then…ugh.

"What is it, Kairi? I was sleeping, you know."

Kairi just smiled, pulling something from behind her back. Four blue tickets, each emblazoned with a series of numbers. I took them from her, turning them over in my hands. "What are these for?"

"Sora, you silly goose," she said, playfully smacking me on the back of the head. "They're concert tickets!" She paused, frowning. Bending down so her face was close to mine, she narrowed her eyes. "You forgot what today is, right?"


"No. It's my birthday, silly!" She spread her arms out wide, spinning in circles until she fell into the sand beside me. "Mom got me tickets to go see Riku in concert tonight for a present! Isn't that just awesome?"

"I guess."

"You guess?" she hopped onto her feet, eyes shimmering in the afternoon sun. "It's going to be sooo much fun, Sora! Maybe we'll even get to meet him in person!"

"We?" Suddenly, I wasn't liking the sound of this. It wasn't that I had something against Kairi. But to go see Riku in concert? That was a bit much. He was a male popstar, and not exactly someone I wanted to meet. "You want me to come with you? Why not ask Namine and Selphie?"

"First of all, because Selphie is busy tonight. She has a date with Tidus. Secondly, I have four tickets Sora. Four! That means you, Roxas, Namine, and I can all go. It'll be awesome!"

I sighed. She wasn't going to give up. And besides that, I guessed I owed her one. I didn't have a birthday present for her, since I'd forgotten. "What time?"

"We leave for Twilight Town at six. Don't be late, okay Sora?"

I grinned. "I won't Kairi. I'll just have to convince Roxas to go."

"He's already coming. Namine asked him this morning."

Namine convincing my overly tenacious brother. That was something I'd like to see. Namine was Kairi's sister, a shy and quiet blonde with a penchant for drawing. How she'd ever got one word in against Roxas, I didn't know.

I raised an eyebrow. "Roxas is coming? What'd you do, chain him to wall, or something?"

That wasn't like him at all. Roxas, I knew, loved hardcore rock more than anything else. He mocked pop music. Namine must have been quite convincing, to be sure.

Kairi hopped around on the beach, mumbling some songs lyrics to herself. I liked hearing her sing—she had a good voice.

"Baby don't stop.

Baaaaaby don't stop.

Baby don't stoooop.

Baby don't stop."

I knew this song. Kairi played it all the time. It was the song that had made Riku famous.

I got up, wiping the sand from my shorts. "It's getting late. I'd better go change before the concert."

"See you in a bit, Sora," Kairi called.

I left her there, on the beach, still singing.

"I see you watching me,

See me climbing to the top,

Can't take your eyes off of me,

Baby don't stop."

"Roxas," I called when I got home. "Rooooxas…" still no answer. "Roxas!"

"What?" he yelled back. I could hear music blaring from the speakers upstairs. He was listening to music—that's why he hadn't heard me.

"So," I said, sauntering up stairs. "I heard Namine convinced you to come to the concert."

"Yeah," he breathed, shoving a black shirt over his head. "I wanted to come, though. You know, for Kairi."

I nodded. "Same here."

Roxas made a face, gelling his hair in front of a full-length mirror. "Ugh," he shuttered. "Riku. Have you heard his music? It's so…girly."

"You've never been around Kairi when she's playing "Baby Don't Stop" constantly, have you?"

He groaned. "I'm glad I haven't."

I laughed. "Well, tonight is going to be interesting, that's for sure."

Roxas and I made our way down to the beach as Kairi and Namine waved, evidently waiting for us.

Kairi produced the tickets, beaming as her long red hair fluttered in the wind. "The train should be here soon enough."

"I sure hope so," Namine said, pressing her fingers together in a sort of excited gesture. "I can't believe we're going to meet Riku!" She squealed, and she and Kairi hugged one another, jumping up and down.

Roxas rolled his eyes. "Fun fun fun," he mumbled. I nodded, looking down at the sand but not saying anything.

The only time I had ever seen Riku was in a television interview once. He had been very cool, commanding the reporter's attention, and milking his interview for all it was worth. He was beautiful—I'd give him that. His silver-white hair—I was not sure if it was natural or dyed—lent the most appeal to his appearance. It was easy to see why Kairi and Namine went so crazy over him.

Still, as I watched that show, I realized that nothing about him really seemed all that great. Yeah, he could sing, and he was good-looking, but that was it. He had almost nothing going for him. And, as I had realized during the interview, he was an ass.

Everything he said aggravated me, the way he acted like each one of his words had the power to destroy the world. He was just so…cocky.

I sighed and glanced at Roxas, who was watching the girls sing "Baby Don't Stop" with disjointed interest.

He opened his mouth and joined in, purposely singing off-key.

Kairi covered her ears. "Stop it, Roxas," she laughed.

He pouted. "What, you didn't like it?"

Namine laughed and tugged at his sleeve. "Look, the train is here! We'd better hurry."

"I'm coming, I'm coming," he groaned. He turned back to smile at me, winking. "Remember, Sora," he grinned sarcastically. "Tonight is going to be fun."

"Fun," I whispered, hardly believing it. "Yeah, right."