A story based on a couple of dreams I had. I do not own any kingdom hearts characters :3 but I do love 'em all!

The hover bus whirred softly as it passed the tall buildings on planet Emberi. The boys on the bus were busy chatting to each other about what they'd be doing during summer holidays, and who they'd be doing. One particular boy had no interest in the others. His bright blue eyes looked out at the tall and dull buildings through the smudged windows. All were mansions and all looked almost exactly the same. He sighed heavily and looked back into the mad chaos of the bus. One of them, a boy with standing blonde, hair jumped over a seat and sat next to him.

"Roxas! Come join us plan for the holidays! You should stop being a wet towel and have fun sometimes you know?" Hayner grabbed his friend in a headlock till Roxas punched him in the face.

"You smell gross!" He hissed and covered his nose. "Never! Do that to me again!" Hyaner just laughed and leaned back on the seat.

"Ok I promise…but seriously Roxas you're never gonna get laid with that attitude!" Roxas stared at Hayner's face blankly. Hayner stared back at him waiting for a reply but when he got none he looked disappointed. "Ok fine be sulky, I'm going to go hang with Pence and all the fun guys!"

Roxas watched him leave and felt slightly sad that he'd annoyed his friend but he replaced this with relief that he didn't have to be bombarded with questions about his sexuality.

He returned to his earlier activity of staring out the window as the bus continued along the same route it would take every single day.

The suburb in which Roxas lived was Middle class. His house was the first stop the bus had to make then it would continue till it reached the Upper class district. All of the mansion's had been ordered to be built the same by the Queen. She said that it gave them class and left no room for discrimination in the Upper class area. Of course that didn't mean that no one discriminated among the different classes.

Lower class was in the slums, they were the people who were unemployed, crippled, mentally unstable or homosexual. They didn't have many rights and often police were sent in to keep them from uprising and causing riots. Roxas' father had told him that his mother was from the slums and that he should be proud of her, but even so it was better not to mention it in public.

Middle class were those not rich enough to become Upper class. Middle class were the average workers in society. They would work from nine till five most days but their jobs always seem to be unpleasant. His father worked at the Imperial palace, close to the Queen so he got paid well but the job was tiring. Roxas' missed his father; He almost never got to see him during the week and then on the weekend the Queen would leave for parties and Roxas wouldn't see him at all. He hated the Queen for taking his father away from him but to say so out loud would mean trouble.

Upper class, to Roxas, was the rich snobs that kept putting everyone else down to keep themselves up. He didn't hate them, just how they acted. They would do a few hours work from home, then spend the rest of the day talking with other Upper class people and discussing the state of their bank accounts. They acted like they cared for Lower and Middle class but the actually couldn't care on bit. Just so long as they remained in their mansions with all their money.

He had few friends in Middle class because of his father's job and the fact that he'd gotten a scholarship to an Upper class school. The other Middle class kids treated him like an outsider and avoided him most of the time. He didn't like the school but with a certificate from an Upper class school, he'd be able to get any job he desired.

His trip today had been tolerable and he was grateful to the holidays being here. It meant that he could work and earn a bit of money for his father's birthday present. He took another look around the bus. Pence and Hanyer were laughing with some other boys and making jokes. Roxas felt envious that they could be so carefree and laugh while people were dying of disease. It was one of his faults that he seemed to have a habit of taking on other's peoples troubles.

The air station was in sight now and the other boys started to get ready to leave. Roxas put his jacket on over his stripped shirt and slung his bag over his shoulder. The schools jacket was the warmest thing he had and he never left home without. Of course the other boys had laughed at him when they saw him wearing it. The Principal had permitted free dress for the remaining week of school and most of the boys choose to use that to an advantage; especially when it came to their sister school.

The bus pulled into the air station and the driver turned its engine off. The bus slowly dropped to the ground and then he opened the doors. "Have a good day sirs" He smiled to each of them as they got off. The driver was a sub-Middle class man and this was the best job he'd been able to get. Roxas always felt pity to him and sometimes brought him lunches.

"Here" He smiled as he walked past and handed him a home made lunch. The bus driver smiled back and took it.

"Thanks Roxas, you make some of the best food that I've ever tasted!"

"Oh it's not that good but thanks and I'll see you tomorrow" Roxas blushed slightly, not used to compliments. The driver grinned and waved by to him.

"You take care now!" Roxas nodded and waved back. A few class mates gave him dirty looks but Roxas ignored them and continued his way to the station.

The school wasn't in their district it was in another part altogether so it took a short plane ride to get there and back. At first Roxas had been against taking a plane to get there, he'd never flown before and that just gave everyone another reason to tease him but now he could fly with as much ease as just walking.

The other boys were lined up at the ticket counter, all laughing and smiling and having fun. Roxas stood a bit behind them; It had been a year and he still didn't fell a like a proper friend to any of them. The women behind the counter were enjoying having a lot of young boys around to perv on. Roxas sighed and looked around the port at all the different people.

Most of them were Upper class getting ready to go on trips to other planets. There were some Middle class and no Lower class. Roxas' eyes spied a small girl sitting against the wall on the far side of the station. Her eyes were puffy and red and her cheeks were stained with tears. A wave of pity swept over him and he immediately walked over to her.

The girl had medium long golden hair, large blue eyes similar to his eyes and was wearing a pink frilly dress. She looked around seven or eight years old and this worried Roxas as to what she might be doing here. She looked up at him as he approached, her eyes reflected fear and lack of sleep. Roxas paused a few meters away and smiled.

"Hi, my name is Roxas, what's yours?" He said politely and waited for a reply. The girl slowly stood up, she still looked unsure of him but her upbringing didn't allow her to be rude.

"My name is Namine" She said softly with a small curtsy before sitting back down. Roxas bowed back to her knowing it was the polite thing to do.

"What are you doing here alone Namine? Did you get lost?" Roxas walked over and crouched down beside her. Namine shook her head and bit her lip.

"A bad man took me away from my home…he was going to take me somewhere but when he stopped for directions I got out of the car and ran away" She closed her eyes and hugged her knees. "I came here to look for a way back home but I don't know where it is" A sob caught in her throat and she hiccupped. Roxas wrapped an arm around her shoulders and gave her a little squeeze.

"I'll help you get home ok?" He offered, not knowing exactly what he was saying but he felt it was the right thing to say.

"You…promise?" She whispered.

"Yeah I promise" Roxas grinned.

"Thank you!" Namine jumped up and hugged him tightly. Roxas paused before hugging her back.

"Ok well if we want to get you home I need you to tell me about it" Roxas took her hand and walked with her to the nearest bench. Namine sat down and looked around, looking scared again. Roxas placed his hand on hers. "Don't worry, I'll keep look out for any one suspicious, you just have to tell me about your home ok?" Namine nodded and swallowed before starting.

"I live in a big place with my mummy, she is wealthy beyond belief and has lots of guards" She looked around again and Roxas petted her hand. "Uhh... It's surrounded by a large amount of land and I like to play in it a lot, I want mummy to play with me but she's always too busy to play with me" Namine wore a hurt expression at this point.

Roxas sat on the bench with her and gave her another hug. "I know how you feel, my father is always too busy to hang out with me" He said. Namine looked at him and petted his hand. Roxas grinned then laughed. "Ok I think you live in the Upper class district" He said and stood up. Namine stood up too.

"Um but Roxas, my house isn't anywhere near anyone else's" She grabbed his hand and waited for a response. Roxas paused at this. 'A large house in a remote area…?' He had to think for a minute, as he tried to remember anything about houses in remote areas.

"I think… that we should find an information centre and search your name in it" He decided. Namine blinked and followed Roxas closely.

"What's an information centre?" She asked out of curiosity.

"It's a place where you can search stuff on the internet and find things, and I'm going to search you on the internet and see where you live" Roxas explained as best he could though it did seem far fetched that if he searched her name anything would come up. There was also another problem that Roxas hadn't thought of; He didn't know where one was. "Stay here a second Namine I need to ask this lady a question" He said and stood her next to a large plant. Namine smiled and saluted him as he walked over to the desk.

"Excuse me?" He asked the lady behind the desk. She looked up, her eyes showed boredom and hate for working.

"Yes, how may I help you?" Her voice had little interest in it and sounded almost like a monotone.

Roxas looked around for a second then back at her. "I need to know where I can find an information centre… do you know if there's any around here?"

The lady stared at him for a second, her body language said 'leave me alone I hate everything' and Roxas was beginning to get impatient with her. "Please! This is rather important" He tried again, this time his tone was a lot angrier. She glared at him before typing something into her computer.

"No, there's none around here…the closest one is at the Palms shopping centre"

"Thank you" Roxas said tightly.

"No problem" She said equally tightly.

Roxas gave up on her and turned back to where he'd left Namine and blinked when he saw she wasn't there anymore. He ran over to the plant and looked around again. "Namine?" He called.

"Over here!" A small voice called back. Roxas turned to another plant and walked towards in confused. "I'm hiding" He heard Namine whisper.

Roxas raised an eyebrow and crouched down next to the plant. "Why are you hiding?" He whispered back.

"Because the bad man is here!" Her voice trembled with fear and she was in frightened mode again. Roxas looked around trying to tell the 'bad man' apart from everyone else. "He's gone upstairs" She said and clung to Roxas' hand. "Please we need to get out of here before he comes back!"

Roxas pulled her gently out from behind the plant. "Ok I know where the information centre is but it'll take a bit of time to get there" Namine held Roxas' hand tightly and ran with him outside to the hover bus station.

Their heels clicked on the pavement as they ran. "I think I know a bus that goes by the shopping centre but I just hope it's in!" Roxas yelled back at Namine.

Namine wasn't used to running so much and the last time she had run in heels had left her feet covered in blisters. "Please Roxas! I can't run too much, my feet hurt!" She whined. Roxas looked back at her and stopped for a second. "Thank you" She panted. Roxas nodded and looked back at the air station. A man with long blue hair stepped out wearing a long back coat and dark glasses.

'Could any one be that inconspicuous?' Roxas wondered but then at the same time, the clothes that Namine was wearing stood out quite a bit too. Roxas took off his jacket and wrapped it around Namine so that her clothes weren't as visible anymore. Namine blinked and smiled; unaware that Roxas had given her jacket to hide her clothes and thought it was because he could see that she was cold. She did a small turn and saw the man coming out of the air station. "That's the man that kidnapped me!" She whispered.

Roxas nodded and kept moving around the station. "Damn! The bus isn't here" He growled. Namine clung to his arm and looked behind them fearfully.

"I don't want to get caught by the bad man" She cried. Roxas petted her head.

"Don't worry I promised that I would get you home and I intend to keep that promise!" He said, feeling a determination that he hadn't felt for a long time. "Now come on, we're going to go to my house and pick up a couple of things and maybe a change of clothes" The bus that would take them past his house was just about to leave when they waved it down. "Sorry" Roxas' apologized and paid the fee for them both. Namine hid herself behind Roxas the entire time as she wasn't used to hover busses. Roxas sat down and acted like there wasn't anything chasing them. "Just act natural" He whispered to Namine. "Like we do this everyday" She nodded and slowly sat up, but every time she saw someone, she would duck.

Roxas watched the man looking around then pull out a phone and talk before the bus turned and he couldn't see him any more. "Ok we're out of his sight range now so you can relax" Namine nodded and sat up completely, her back was straight and her eyes remained forward just like a lady. Roxas frowned. "I didn't know that's what relaxing was now" Namine shrugged.

"It's how I was brought up and I feel relaxed doing what I'm used to" She said and looked at him, her blue eyes wide and innocent looking. "You know your eyes look just like mine" She stated. Roxas looked into her eyes and realized how true it was. "We even have similar hair" She played with one of Roxas' spikes. "How do you make them stand up like that?" Namine giggled and pretended to prick herself on one.

Roxas laughed at her. "It's naturally like that" He said and touched his spikes. "I wake up in the morning like this and can't do a thing about it" Namine messed up the hair and laughed too.

"You're right! It looks the same no matter what you do to it!" Roxas smiled and petted her head again.

'This must be what it's like to have a little sister' he thought. 'We look so alike we could probably pass off as brother and sister' Namine yawned and leaned on Roxas. "You tired?" Roxas asked her. Namine nodded and closed her eyes.

"I feel safe with you" She said softly before yawning again and quickly falling into a light sleep. Roxas fixed the jacket around her and stayed as still as he possibly could for the rest of the ride.