This was supposed to be for Feb. 14, but i'm a little too late for that so i'm just gonna put it in chapters. I would like to remind you that i am not really much of an author so flame me if you like, and point out my mistakes if you wish it. I usually like to be a critic, not a writer. well, this fic was inspired by playing the game and looking up a lot of information about KH2. Hope you enjoy...

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THE HEART s

Earth was noticeably beautiful. The blue, white, brown and green third rock from the sun was oblivious to its admirers on the moon, and surprisingly other planets as well. Two certain planets, Mars and Uranus, were not as keen on the fantasies and wonders of the earth though.

Upon the ivory marbled balcony, with its elegantly carved balustrade, she watched that one certain planet. Staring wistfully, she wondered—like every other moments she had spent watching the earth—if it was as daring and adventurous as they said it was. And if it was twice as dangerous.

She stood regal, so stiff it gave a dull pain on her back. The melancholy hidden within her eyes were veiled behind the majestically impassive façade she put on; straight lips, beautifully solemn eyes, and leveled brows.

She stared down for a brief moment, down at the ethereally empty fields of the garden labyrinth. And there she saw a gloomed silhouette flash through the pillar halls—but of whom?

"Serenity…" The soft-spoken word was sudden. Someone had invaded her personal space quite silently before that certain someone decided to speak. She turned, slowly, to stare fully into her mentor—her mother. "Yes?" She questioned, although with very little interest. Her mother faintly smiled.

Serenity watched as the Queen of Lunarians stared into the exit of the veranda, and on the boisterous ball within it. Her mother was favoring her to go into that ball to at least converse with her friends, if not suitors. Selenity asked as a mother, not a methodical queen.

She nodded promptly. Grabbing two handfuls on the hem of her dress and picking it up so to hover slightly over the pristine floor, she strutted towards the glass exit doors of the balcony. There she found the four royal princesses' of their respective planets.

"Princess Serenity, I see you have been staring at that rock again…" stated the princess of Mars. Serenity faintly scowled. "It is not a rock, Reye, but the earth," she corrected, sounding as if she were speaking to a child. Reye did not hide her scowl all as much.

The princess of Uranus, and oldest of the planetary princesses, frowned. She was not too fond of the third rock, but she was not going to admit it, especially in the presence of the Lunar Princess. "Stop, both of you," She gently told them.

Reye could tell an order when she heard one, no matter how soothing the tone; after all, her planet is universally renowned for strategic war and order. She, quite grudgingly, looked away as to avoid any more quarrying.

Mina, princess of Venus, smiled energetically. "Well, since no one seems to consider asking you…" She glanced sharply towards Amara and Reye, "do you know what day it is?" Serenity drew her brows together. "No…" She seemed unsure if that was the right answer.

Mina's youthful expression dropped instantly, and she could only gawk. This was the very time for the princess of Mars to, yet again, interrupt. She rolled her eyes. "What kind of Lunarian are you? You should be more systematic," She muttered scathingly.

Serenity gave a mixed look, not wanting to glare in public. She was not as defiant as Reye to attempt such a thing in the open. It wasn't expected for alady of the moon. "You are impossible Reye," She murmured, gazing out towards the marble balcony she had once stood on with a pensive look.

Mina cleared her throat outwardly, catching all three royalties' eyes. She gave a jovial smile, and said, "As I was saying, today is the month of February," in her most joyful of tones.

Reye, fully intending to annoy the Princess of Venus and self-proclaimed Goddess of Love, snickered noticeably. "And…?" She inquired, as if she was not impressed at all—which truly she wasn't. Mina glowered, and replied, "And it is the month of love, Valentine!"

Amara stared sharply at Reye, her eyes daring the Martian princess to say another comment of sarcasm. Reye did not say a word after that. And at Reyes' evident silence, Mina ranted on without any objections or bad-mannered remarks.

"The day of valentine is on earth too," Mina crooned, her face flushed in a daze, "It was my ancient Venusians ancestors' culture, and somehow it had migrated to earth!" Reye grimaced as Mina continued on. Serenity seemed to simply watch the pointless scene unfold with polite interest, like a "good princess" would do.

"Perhaps, princess Ami and Lita would love to hear your planets' history?" Reye suggested, straining to keep from showing any sign of impoliteness. Mina did not seem to notice this strain, and perked up in thrill. Ami was one for history, and when Lita and she would ever be put in the same ballroom it was sure to be interesting.

"You are so right!" She exclaimed, and glanced at her sides for any sign of the princesses of Mercury and Jupiter. Spotting them at the punchbowl close to a thick pillar, she dashed towards them with an enthusiastic outstretched arm for a wave of greeting.

The moment she was out of earshot, Reye sighed dramatically. "My Goddess," She scoffed, "I thought she would never stop!" Amara frowned. She was not too keen on Mina's nagging either, but she knew how to keep tolerant like the composed elder princess she was. Only as a soldier would she keep herself impassive and humorless—and a lot less patient.

Serenity couldn't really comment on Mina's sayings. She was not familiar with valentine, or whatever it was truly named. Something about love—that was obvious, for Mina had said the certain word in one sentence five times.

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The ballroom was kept high, upstairs so to have a grand view of the fireworks and the night sky itself. She had run off from the ball, and now leaned idly on the huge marble pillar halls just beside the garden labyrinth.

It was often named the Secret Garden, for its amazing trapdoors and even treasures of gold and silver. The garden had been on the moon for beyond decades, created by one of her many old ancestors. It had once been a simple shrub, but over the years the previous queens of the moon had nurtured it firsthand. Now her mother was often seen in the garden, helping the gardeners as Serenity watched from the hidden trapdoors she used since a child to spy on.

The pillars were large in length and width. Fifty times as big as she and thousand more times as tall, carved elegantly to look as if cherubs were circling it, there arrows ready to fire.

She traced her fingers on the carved cherubs' baby faces. Truthfully, she was not sure what a cherub was. They looked like nude baby angels with a cutely stylish bow and arrows, in her opinion.

She never really knew that much of the outside world. Even the planets of her trusted friends she had never step foot on.

"The stars are a little dim, aren't they?"

The profound voice seemed uncomfortably close, with the heated breath tickling at her nape. She gasped, and then whipped around to see who had spoken. All she could see was the pillar she had been leaning her back on. Slowly, she turned around with a quiet sigh of relief—

And then there was a figure that blocked her view…

She would have screamed her lungs out, if not for the strangers' sudden and apparent smile. It brazenly portrayed the strangers' ivory-white teeth, but the sapphire eyes outshined all. Even as the leaning hood that hid midway of the strangers' face, those eyes were still seen and ablaze.

She pressed her back against the pillar again, wanting to be as far from the tall figure as she could, despite the strangers' welcoming grin.

A stray of silver fell from within the hood to shine by what little light the stars could offer. The figure had silver hair from what she could tell in her current viewpoint. She could only suppose the stranger was a he, because of his stance and the tone he had spoke in previously—not to mention the obvious muscle that shone from his tight leather-black coat.

He towered over her, like most men and even women would. She was short, but it was use to for a fourteen-year-old princess.

His smile simmered down till it appeared teasingly apologetic. "Uh, sorry," He said, placing a hand on his nape out of mock sheepishness, "Where are my manners, princess?" He bowed low, almost playfully. "The names' Riku…" He threw back his hood to reveal a boyish facial feature, no older than fifteen or so.

Serenity was not pleased, but it was required to keep composed—unless, he was ever a threat. She eyed the boy, Riku, with narrowed blue eyes. He smirked this time, and lifted his brows in amusement. "What? Did I not bow low enough?" He mocked good-humouredly.

Serenity wanted to smile, but kept her jaws set. It was not often when someone would make a sarcastic humor in the presence of her, or most importantly her and her mother. She was vulnerable to smiles and giggle fits, for holding it in for so long.

"State your business," She asked, rather than ordered. He turned around till she could only see his backside. "Just looking around…" He uttered indifferently, "This world is the most beautiful I've have seen, so far."

Riku stared at the stars, those dim and flickering stars. "Look, princess. A star shower," He muttered, looking over his shoulder. She had long before caught sight of the falling stars, and could only gape by awestruck.

"It won't be long. They will be here soon enough," He said, as if to himself. Serenity sharply heard his words, and felt bewildered. "They?" She thought aloud. Riku stared at her suddenly, and turned so they were face to face. "The heartless," He informed her softly. Serenity did not care for heartless. She figured him to be a boy with too many hallucinations.

"I like this place…" He said suddenly—after the long awkward silence—his back turned yet again. Serenity stared at him, bemused. She did not answer that comment, for he seemed to forget she was there and talk to himself. "It's too bad though." He sighed and turned to look at her again, a wistful look creasing his brow.

"Too bad?" She asked again. He did not answer this time but stared at her, his eyes fixed at her eyes. She fidgeted unnervingly at the awkward stare.

"What are you staring at?" She couldn't help but ask, and was appalled at the visible anger in her tone. She leaned back even deeper on the pillar, her back feeling a faint ache from the rigid curves.

He smiled, to her surprise. "Feeling jittery," He more than asked, but stated mockingly, "Are you afraid of a boy only a year older than you, princess?" The statement had taken her by surprise, and anger.

"What?" She gritted, "I assure you 'kind' sir, I am not afraid of you. In fact, you should be in prison for acting in such a way within the likes of me." She wanted to gag at her tone. She sounded frighteningly like her mother.

Riku laughed. "Oh, I am so scared." He crooned in sarcasm. She flushed, purely out of anger. "Sir…" She toned warningly, "How dare you!"

Serenity suddenly whipped around, her hair flipping to slap the older teen across the face. She ignored the elegant pillar as she was forced to strut around it.

Riku rubbed his sore jaw tenderly. The thick pigtails of her golden hair had hit him, hard. "Ow," He muttered, having the air of a bewildered young boy…

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He stared curiously upon his stiff seat from behind. The ship was uncomfortably small, making him feel irritably impatient throughout the whole trip.

Goofy, a peculiar talking dog that stood on two legs, was sitting in the front passenger seat of the small ship. An irascible white duck, Donald, sat at the drivers' seat, his expression petulantly solemn.

"Are we there yet?" He asked suddenly. Goofy looked over his shoulder from his seat. "Not much further," The gentle knight informed cheerfully.

He shrugged lower into his seat. To him it felt like his doggy friend was giving quite a white lie. He didn't want to believe it was the truth from the pace they were going.

"Are you sure?" He asked, almost whined, and turned to glance at the rigid white duck. As if the duck knew the boy stared at him, Donald muttered, "Look, Sora, just sit tight and wait." The ringing irritation was so clear in Donald's tone that the duck could hear it himself.

Sora let himself fall back-first on the small seat, groaning in regret as he felt the dull pain from the tough bumps of it. "Owie…" He sat up straighter, and soon continued to stare into space, literally.

It was only five minutes later when he sighed dramatically. They were heading to Traverse Town, to inform Cid of their Gummi ship. The exterior was totaled catastrophically, but fortunately inside was well enough to drive…

"Look, what's that?" The alerted voice of Goofy hollered. Sora sharply looked up, but it was an awkward sight of what he saw. He let his eyes squint so to see well. Ahead of them was a faint something… It looked rather like a whirlpool of mist.

Donald tried to steer away, thrusting the wheel sideways drastically. "A warp hole?" The duck exclaimed angrily, incredulously. Sora gripped on the edge of his seat so not to fall, as the Gummi ship attempted to swerve away. The hole was terrifyingly too huge to avoid.

"Were all doomed!" Goofy cried in frantic, but was cut short from his sobs as Donald whacked him upside the head. "Shut up," He ordered, hastily and desperately trying to manage the ship.

Sora's voice vibrated with the vigorously shaking ship, "What's happening!" He now held on to the whole seat itself. "A warp hole," Donald cried over the loud thundering, "It's very dangerous!" The warp hole glittered like a misty white crystal, a very dangerous white crystal.

Sora felt as if he were being stripped apart as the Gummi ship entered the hole. Atom after atom of there beings stretched into their soon-to-be death, which incidentally is a hole, till the ship was sucked in entirely.

He blacked out.

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He ran after her, intent on an apology. How could he have known that women were too emotionally fragile in this world?

Perhaps the reason was of him being use to toying with other worlds so much that it made him too arrogant? Pinocchio was easy to manipulate, so—

"Wait," Riku cried out.

Serenity ran, ignoring her name being called for. The boy was not going to getaway with his antics. She was not at all fond of him for it. Riku reminded her so much of that pompous excuse of a prince, Endymion of earth.

Damn my dress, it's too low to the floor. She fell with that notion propped into her thoughts. But, just as she expected to fall face-first on the marble ground, there was an immediate stop. She felt herself being held by trim arms and crutched on a toned chest.

Her eyes met the boy of her nightmares. "Riku…" She uttered his name for the first time since she met him, "How…?" Serenity looked over her shoulder. She was utterly certain that he had been behind her a moment before.

Riku fidgeted under the added weight. He stared at the girl that gotten both of them in the rather awkward position. How could he apologize in this uncomfortable point of view? Before he could think, she got up to sit on his stomach. "Eh…" He chuckled, and Serenity's eyes narrowed at his apparent nervousness.

She stood easily, towering over the fallen silver-haired youth with the most intense glower he had ever seen. At that precise moment Riku felt pathetically small, and he hated it at once.

She detested him already. To say she was embarrassed, flushed, angry, and depressed would certainly not be enough. And happy was way off the category that was her feelings.

"Err… sorry." The apology almost came out questionable, Serenity noticed. To be the Lady that she was raised to be (Having strict educators cram every polite subject into her poor defenseless memory) she offered him a hand.

Riku was taken aback from the significantly kind gesture. He could've sworn the petite girl was ready to kill him just by a glance. Her blue eyes hinted at so much, it was almost frightening.

Serenity became uncharacteristically impatient for a princess. She raised a brow. "Well, do you want a hand or not?" but the emotion was gone in a blink.

She kept her arm stretched out and waiting, and he stared at that slender hand for a lengthy moment. His eyes trailed up to look her in the face, to notice every elegant feature, to notice the beauty of the deepest of blue eyes.

And then she jerked her arm away, her actions signifying she had been startled. His uncomfortably scrutinizing gaze was wavered instantly, and he looked away into the distance, his expression blank. His stare was what drew her aback, was what made her so suddenly bewildered and flushed.

Riku thrust his legs up, and was standing gracefully in seconds. He avoided looking at her, and he was sure she was doing the same with him.

"Who are you? A lunarian outlander…?"

The unnerving silence was gone faster than he first expected. Riku blinked, and he looked at her. Outlander…? He thought briefly. Serenity noticed his puzzlement. She saved him the trouble of asking and stated, "So, you're not an outlander." He still stared, cautiously thinking of what to say.

"Are you from earth?" Her voice seemed so desperately hopeful, he almost cringed in pity. He stared at her, mainly in faint surprise. "Yes…" He hid his uncertainty. So, they have an earth here…Feh, and I thought the big blue thing in the sky was just an unknown planet… He mused mentally.

She grabbed him by the arm, tightly. "Then your not suppose to be here!" She said in panic. He was confused. Didn't she sound hopeful a moment ago?

"If an earthling was to ever trespass on the moons border, they would be beheaded when pleaded guilty." She stated angrily. She could've send the guards on him, could've simply screamed for help, and Riku would have been executed in minutes—

So why isn't she? Riku wondered that moment, though the sudden news made him very much alert. He stood rigid, ready to step back and follow her warnings, and was about to run…

"Lady Serenity…?" The voice was cried out, but faint. From across the long hallway there stood a tall man, clad in silver steeled armor.

"You humans!" She whispered harshly, "Why do you always act so idiotic! Are you that stupidly daring?" She grabbed his wrist and ran, making sure that both were hidden from the guards view. "How the heck do you guys transport to the moon anyway?" The pillars were large enough to shield both of them from view.

"Princess!" the voice grew fainter as they ran.

She led him to the Secret Garden, and they were soon in the maze. Riku frowned, "Why?" Serenity turned to him when she heard his question. "Why what?" She asked, not quite understanding.

"Why did you lead me here, to safety…?" He paused, and then added, "Why did you want to save me?" Serenity walked through the maze, and Riku did nothing but follow, for he did not know the artistically created labyrinth.

"I know how you humans can get stubborn sometimes. I don't think it's fair that we have to kill you to teach you a lesson…" She did not attempt to glance at him over her shoulder, but continued, "We were once peaceful, but your earth has been demanding, wanting to partake in the Silver Alliance."

"Why can't you just let them—err, us be in your alliance?" He countered mildly. He noticed her stressful sigh. "It's not quite simple. I have to wed someone of royal blood from the earth to obtain peace, if not alliance…" She took in a pouting look, "And there is no way I will ever love that pompous prince."

Riku listened closely, feeling sorry for the petite girl already. "Hey," He started hesitantly, "How do we get out of here?" He could've jumped high and over the towering bush walls, but if the girl would ever see such a thing it could give him quite a dilemma.

She looked over her shoulder to stare at him, and smiled. He was surprised, to put it simpler. Riku had already guessed the girl to be solemn and humorless. And the sudden news that she could smile caught him uncharacteristically by surprise—incidentally, it was quite a beautiful smile.

"Sorry if I'm making it seem that it's entirely earths fault. I don't really think that. Like you said, we could've simply let the earth be a part of the Silver Alliance." She sighed, out of sadness or frustration Riku wasn't quite sure.

Music was heard. Both stared up instantly at the place of which the soft melody resided. High above and up on the balcony where Serenity once stood, within it was the ball and their music as loud for them to hear. She grinned. "I love this song," She murmured, staring up at the unseen place from which the music came.

The crisis she was put with seemed to be forgotten, and she smiled, her legs swaying gently to go with the tune. She hummed the tune, completely forgetting the boy that silently watched with no musings of letting him be acknowledged again.

Riku watched, almost awed, but mainly bewildered. "Beautiful…" He breathed. Whether the remark was meant for the heavenly melody from above or the stunning girl who danced before him, it is up to you. Either reason, he was still amused and doting over it like a little boy would fond over a new toy. Totally being out of character…

Instantly, he felt he actually made a friend within his journey. Something he had failed to attempt or even notice since the day he boldly met the darkness...

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Uh, yeah... This thing may not make sense. Riku is OOC, but then again he's never met Serenity or any other lunarian before, eh? the romance may take too fast though, because this fic was intended to be only one page. I'll update, if you review!