A bright light....?

 

"..Ngh..."

 

He opened his eyes slowly...his vision blurry...

 

Buildings...? A tower...?

 

"Hey!" A voice called.

 

He turned in surprise and saw a boy with curly blonde hair approching him. He was accompanied by a rather larger boy with a red jersey and a girl with an orange flower print shirt.

 

He blinked twice. Nostalgia hit him...

 

"Hey Roxas! Where did you head off too? We missed ya!" The boy wrapped on arm around his shoulders.

 

Roxas..?...Is that my name...?

 

"Betcha anything he left just to ditch school!" The boy laughed. "Leave him alone Hayner, he probably did it to get away from you." The other boy said smiling.

 

Roxas' voice was hard to find..."Hayner..?" he mumbled.

 

"What is it, Roxas?" He asked, letting him go.

 

I...remember now...

 

"...Hayner...Pence...Olette..."

 

They all stared with a wierd face. He looked to the ground...The memories were coming back. Flashes and blurs, but...he could remember now...He looked up at them again.

 

"Heh, did I miss anything important?" he laughed. They joined in with big smiles.

 

I felt...warm...

only critique i have right now is not to abuse ellipsis(...) and if you use one in the middle of a sentence, you don't need to capitalize the next part & you should space afterward (but... he could remember now... he looked up at them again.)

 

this is interesting, keep at it. thats an order ... ;D

MY TEDDY BEAR WRITES PURTY :'D <3

KYAAA! I love it so far!!! <3

The sun was setting in the place Roxas knew as Twilight Town. For the past three weeks he hung out with Pence, Hayner, and Olette. He was happy on the first day, being able to remember all the good times they had before. But on the night of the third day, he had these wierd dreams. Dreams about a man with flaming red hair and a black coat. The dreams were blurry so Roxas had no idea what his face looked like. But... he wanted to know.

 

Lately, the urgency of knowing who it was ate away at his conscience. He sometimes daydreamed on the clocktower, his friends' hangout spot, trying to decipher who it was. He would have dreams about the man fighting this other girl with black hair and him desperately trying to stop them. Others about him fighting the man. And lastly, stangely enough, when he was with his friends eating ice cream, he would see a blur of red on the corner of his eye. But when he turned to see clearer, there was nothing.

 

He walked up the steps to the top of the clocktower, lost in his thoughts. He told his friends he needed time alone and they understood. Roxas reached the top and walked over to his usual spot. He sat down and stared at the sunset...

It was so bright and red...

 

"What are you doing here?" A voice asked.

 

Roxas jumped and turned. His eyes opened wide at the sight before him.

 

Piercing green eyes stared as he walked over to him. He was wearing an orange jacket with a plaid handkercheif hanging from his neck and beige cargo shorts.But what really caught his attention was...

 

the flaming red hair...

 

"Hey. I asked you a question." He said, putting his hands on his sides. He cocked his head to the side and looked at Roxas' attire. Pulling an eyebrow up he asked, "Have I seen you before?"

 

"N-no. I'm Roxas. And... I just came here to think about some stuff..." He stuttered, turning back to the setting sun.

 

"Heh. Thought as much." He said, a smirk growing on his face. He sat down next to Roxas. "I'm Lea. Got it memorized?" He said, tapping his temple three times.

 

"Uhm, y-yeah. I guess." Roxas didn't know what to make of this guy. It was kind of an akward situation. Roxas could've sworn they knew each other for years already, but the other boy was completely oblivious.

I liked it (:

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