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-You must be a witch ... you made me feel the impossible-the boy's finger moved in a magical, drawing with a few light stains, red letters slightly off the wall in front of him- Its slightly awkward steps, walked away from the big wall the roof of his school, in a quiet Sitting on the edge of the building, watching the sky pale with a slight smile. Loading an object, not very distinct, slightly bright red in some spots. He watched the sky slowly, closing her eyes slowly, without stopping to look at the sky, remembering what it felt and done. Suddenly a faint cry overhears, "Ve-Ventus! ... Oh god ..", upon hearing this, the young man felt li

He was dreaming. He, Roxas, knew that he was dreaming because he always had the same dream. In his dream, seagulls cried out faintly and waves gently crashed against the sand. He saw a boy standing on a shore, barefooted. The boy had his sleeves rolled up, and there was an ice-cream stick in his mouth. Hiis blue eyes were fixed on the horizon. He always smiled. That upset Roxas. How could someone always smile? Around the boy was a beautiful, almost glimmering island. There were trees with long, extending leaves all around. One tree, in particular, had star-like fruits on it. This part of the island was new to Roxas. For the first time, he to

 "Sorry I can't come over today, Ven, I'm not really feeling well," Naminé weak voice sounded over the telephone. "Maybe when I'm better I can play with you and Roxas, okay?" Ventus frowned, even though he knew Naminé couldn't see it. "Well, I guess that's fine too. I hope you get better!" "Naminé is sick? Tell her I said that I hope she feels better soon!" Roxas chimed in while eavesdropping in their conversation. "Oh, and Roxas hopes so too," Ven added, to which Naminé thanked him for. "Sorry, I can't talk longer, mommy says I need to get some rest, that way I'll get better!" the young blonde said. "Oh, okay. B

"A cat." "Try again." "A dog." "No." "A giraffe." "No!" "A heartless." "NO!" "A frog?" "How!?" "Is it…Axel?" There was a snicker. "No, Naminé, it's not Axel…" "Oh, Roxas! Just tell me already!" "Does that mean you give up?" A smirk. A frown. "Yes, I give up." The words were like music to Roxas' ears. As his fist pumped triumphantly into the air, he exclaimed, "I win again!" "You only keep winning because you draw so horribly, Roxas," Naminé pointed out with a giggle that followed. "It is a rose, Naminé… See?"  The male blonde pointed to the details of his poorly drawn sketch. "There's the pet

"Hello, Naminé," Oh no. It's that voice again. I really can't stand him... "We meet again," That sweet, seductive voice... Why am I the only one affected by his voice? The others seem fine. In fact, they don't look like they're in the verge of fainting when talking to him. Why me? I glance up from the studio piece I was working and smiled at the man. His name is Ventus, by the way, and he's Roxas's, my childhood friend, older brother and for some reason, ever since high school actually, I've been lusting over him. Kairi said he isn't all that good anyway but I can't help falling for him. He's so sweet! "Hi, Ven..." I hope my voice d