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A/N: I think I'm going to end up adding one every chapter.....Oh well!
Anyway, I really don't know exactly what I'm going to do for this part, but I'll wing it.
I truthfully think that not a lot of people are reading this.
So if you think I should post it somewhere in the fanfic form, please just say it in the comments...
It'll make me very happy.^^

Yeah...it's rushed because I had to re-write it. Sue Gaia.

Don't worry, after the Heartless battle, things'll get good.
Since I'll be adding in the Organization XIII! Muhahaha! *total fangirl*
That's where the man-love comes in...

P.S. No, she does not end up with him, sorry.^^
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Ok, so my choices in weapons suck. Big deal, there wasn't many weapons around here anyway.

So at some point, I ended up grabing my grandpa's machete from the office that they had. It was old and really heavy, hard to handle and sharp. So sharp that there was more of a chance of me cutting myself then the bug things. I didn't know that I was starting to panic, I've been known to do that though, panic before something happens. I guess it's a habit really. Second thoughts filled my mind as I turned the huge knife around in my hand. How the hell can I kill with this?!

"Hey, you ready yet? If you keep staling, we might be too late," I jumped at the voice and spun around to face the door. Riku was leaning against the door frame in a completely casual way.

"I'm not staling," I told him with somewhat of a glare. I already knew that, but it was hard to stay focused when your majorly freaked out.

He sighed and rolled his eyes, "Alright, if you say so. Do you have a weapon?"

I held up the machete.

He nodded slowly, "And do you know how to use it?"

A blush slowly came to me cheeks, so I looked away and turned the knife over in my hand. I can't say I was embarrassed or anything, but the fact I didn't know how to use something as simple as an enlarged knife was simply sad. "No..." I muttered.

The white haired boy/man/dude sighed and walked over to me, taking the knife in his hand. For a moment I thought he was going to take it away from from me and tell me to go find a weapon I can actshully use, but he didn't. Instead, he wrapped one arm around my waist and moved his hand down so that his hand was clutching mine that was holding onto the hilt. My face was so red that I was glad it was still dark.

"At least this can be used as a weapon. It's as good as any for beginners," He said as he squeezed my hand. I just made a 'hmph' agreeing sound. I didn't trust my own words at the moment. his shows how many guy's I've hung out with in my life.

He made a slashing movement with the knife, therefore, moving my hand with it. "All you need to do is slash them across the chest. It might not kill them, but it will stop them long enough for you to get away," He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, "Understand?"

I nodded, those bright blue eyes seemed to glow in the freaking dark! My blush, that I thought was starting to go away, came back.

"Good," He said, letting go of me and starting toward the door.

I blinked a few times, "Who are you two?" I asked before was able to clamp a hand over my mouth.

He stopped at the door but didn't even turn around, "We are warriors of King Micky, defenders against the Heartless."

"Oh..." I said, "Cool." I wondered how many times he had practiced that in front of the mirror, it was well rehearsed that's for sure. Who was King Micky?

Riku looked like he was about to leave when he suddenly paused and looked over his shoulder. I raised an eyebrow at him. "I was wondering..."

"What?" I prompt when he grew quiet for a few moments.

He took a breath before he asked, "Is that your real hair color?"

That's when I started laughing. Hi big question was if my green hair was real! What a joke! After a few gut wrenching laughs, I kept myself under control. Wiping a few tears from my eyes, I simply said, "It's about as real as yours." I smiled at him.

He nodded and smiled back, "I thought so." Then he took a few steps out the door and disappeared down the hall.

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When I finally met up with them, they were at the front door coming up with a battle plan...or at least Riku was. Sora was practicing attacks with his keyblade. They both looked up at me when I came to join them.

"Howdy," I said with a smile.

"Ready to kick some butt?" Asked Sora, returning my smile.

"Yep," I nodded. Glad that he was ten times more carefree then Riku.

"Alright...Alex..." Riku began slowly, "We will fight them and clear a path for you so you can get into the house. Remember, if there are no signs of life, leave it. We don't have time for double checking this." He stared at me and I nodded.

I knew what he meant. He was telling me that if my cousins weren't there or were dead, I'd have to forget about them. My life was in danger, or at least my heart was. If I had to chose between them and me, he was telling me to chose myself.

"Good, if you find yourself in a tight spot, call us," And with that, Riku threw open the front door and walked across the threshold to the house across the street. Sora and I fallowed.

We stopped in the middle of the long and empty dark street. There were at least 20 Heartless surrounding the front yard itself! I gasped and griped my huge old knife in my hand. I stood behind Sora and Riku, who were in a fighting stance. I got ready to run for the open front door as soon as a path was clear. My heart was pounding loudly and sweat was making the hilt slippery. My breath was coming in small quiet panting sounds. Freaking out before the big fight, that was me.

"Ready, Sora?"

"Yeah! Ready Riku?"

"Yeah."

Silence...

"CHARGE!"