For a long time he had been staring at the small piece of paper in his hands, ignoring the hot-headed drake, who chattered loudly and incomprehensibly and made restless rounds, neither nor the tall captain who just stood there and behind him The boy's back laughed secretly, but with audible chuckles into the inner surfaces of his own hands held in front of his mouth.

Sora let out a heavy sigh, let his arm and the attached hand, holding the note, slide down his left side, they fall carelessly onto the hard plank floor. The boy had leaned his head against the wood of the open frame of the sliding door opposite him and, lost in thought, turned it to the side, almost lethargic.

"Thunderstorm, Sora. Is it really that difficult?", The unmistakable, friendly and still slightly chuckling voice of Goofy rang out and the addressee turned his face in the direction from which he heard the man's words.

"Well, no ... No, I mean ... oh ...", Sora muddled, was not able to arrange the wandering scraps of his thoughts correctly.

"What's the problem?" Donald asked, his arms tightly folded and his white plumage falling clumsily onto the soft material of a brown seat cushion.

"Hey!", The boy shouted with mock indignation, had jumped on his legs in one fluid movement, whereupon the water was shaken from his soaking wet clothes and from his brown hair and scattered in small drops over the well-tended wooden floor.

"It's just ..." he began, but stopped for a moment and looked again at the piece of paper he was holding loosely between his fingers.

"It's just hard to believe it's supposed to be that simple."

He had barely finished speaking, just then he heard the sound of footsteps approaching, heard the soft crunch of old wood.

"Sorry that it took so long. But the water for the bath is now warm.", Came a female voice, directly behind the young boy, who immediately, remaining in the same place, turned around once.

"Oh thank you."

Sora's gaze was lost on the appearance of a young woman, about whom he could not say whether she really was. Because from the eyes of the young face spoke the color of a darkly blazed, secret power that captured him for a brief moment and made the spiritual power of a soul felt, for which the law of time had no meaning, while at the same time from the beautiful facial features a good girl smiled innocently.

"That is unbelievable!", The young leader of the keyblade heard the indignant utterance of the young lady.

At first he believed that he might have lapsed into silent stare for a long time, unnoticed by him, and now reckoned with the consequences, but only felt a faint breeze, which came from the long clothes of the young woman when she was at him rushed past.The scarlet fabric of her wide skirt rustled from the swift movement, and the ragged sleeves of her white top swirled in the air as she stretched her arms forward. Jet-black, long hair fell over the blue-clad, white plumage of the terrified-looking magician, who gave a panic-stricken cry.

"How unabashed!" The girl rebuked as she vigorously pulled the soft pillow from under the drake's bottom.

"Great, now the cover is soaking wet. But well, then you'll be the first to go swimming."

"A, ouch .. Ouch ... Stop, don't pull the feathers. It's enough that Daisy always does that." Donald moaned loudly as he grabbed her arms and he, struggling, with his fins dragging across the floor , was moved away.

"Should we be worried about him?", Goofy asked his young friend, trying to stifle a loud chuckle in his throat by treacherously hiding his mouth behind his gloved hands.

But Sora just shrugged his shoulders inactive and a furtive grin crept on his face while he listened for a moment to the violent protests of the wizard, which were lost after a short time in the silence of the approaching day.

"I don't think that's necessary.", He replied, and let his arms go up in the air, only to interlock the fingers of his hands unnoticed and lean his head back in them.

With a powerful expulsion of the air he had drawn into his lungs hungrily, he closed his eyes, only to indulge in the harmony of a fleeting moment of calm, a thoughtless moment ...


"Rei will take good care of him, don't worry."

After Sora opened his eyes again in shock, he saw a pair of eyes shining in dark red, in a heartbeat interrupted moment. He stumbled backwards a few steps, had great difficulty regaining his balance immediately and fell backwards onto the old wooden floor, which he commented on with incomprehensible noises.

"You ... where ...?" The boy managed to stutter.

He asked his furious, wildly pounding heart to calm down again by pressing his right hand against the part of his chest against which he could feel and hear it beating strongly.

He also heard Goofy's hearty laughter.

"My goodness, Sora, that's just Chibiusa."

The boy quickly recovered from the horror that the young girl had given him by standing right in front of him so suddenly and finally dared to look up in Chibiusa's direction. At the same time, however, she dropped to her knees and looked at the chosen one of the keyblade critically, almost intrusively, and her eyes narrowed noticeably a few times.

"Ah, ouch. What's that?", Sora whined under the unexpected touch on his right cheek, a hand whose fingers pinched her and pulled her uncomfortably."Hmm ..." was the only thing the young girl uttered as she withdrew her hand and slowly rose from the floor, but not taking the boy out of her eyes.

Sora did the same as the young girl and, likewise carefully, let herself rise up, noticed the far too large top, the far too long, yellow material of a long-sleeved blouse that reached below her knees. She had changed; probably because her clothes, in which he, Donald and Goofy met her, were completely soaked due to the heavy rain that was outside.

"What is it?" He asked, uncertain.

"You have neither feathers nor do you have ears as long as the other ... Apparently you are quite normal."

"Apparently?", The boy commented on Chibiusa's just said, looking at her with wide eyes.

Chibiusa just seemed to be amused by the indignation and so a sweet laugh rang out in the room, which made Sora look at her even more confused.

"I'm sorry ..." she started. "But it does seem a bit strange when someone meets people like you at the bottom of a temple so late in the evening ... and in the pouring rain. That just looks strange."

"That's not funny. We just didn't know where we are ...", Sora mumbled quietly to himself, looked around restlessly until he noticed a movement from the corner of his right eye and turned his head a little in the direction of the Hauptmann, who at that moment, with a few steps, approached the two youngsters a little more.

"And you, Chibiusa? Why were you out there?", He asked the girl.

"Yes, exactly! What are you still doing here at this time?", The boy threw after Goofy when asked.

"Me?", Chibiusa said surprised and there was concern on her pretty face, and Sora wasn't sure, maybe even a bit scared.

"Oh, I ... I ... well ...", her voice fell silent, was lost under the lowering movement of her head and her face also disappeared behind a veil of light, pink-colored hair that fell in fine strands over her shoulders.

"I wished luck to someone I really like."

Sora looked at the girl with wide eyes, had leaned forward a little and tried to peek through the wall of long hair. His right hand crept secretly through the frayed hair on the back of his head, but when Chibiusa caught him and her head slowly rose again. Since then, he directed his own gaze back to the tiny piece of paper that he must have accidentally dropped earlier and was now lying on the wooden floor. He had been able to look into her face for a moment. He had noticed the sad expression on it, a touch of despair and fear that saddened the pure heart of this young girl.

"Is this someone ... a friend of yours?" He asked curiously.

A faint nod.

"Then this person has already met their greatest happiness.""Exactly.", Goofy also agreed, his gloved left hand resting on Chibiusa's shoulder. "She is lucky to have you as a friend. You who think of her and worry about her."

And it was the moment when a gentle smile fell on the girl's lips again, who made Sora crouch down and reach out his hand for the note. Because he finally understood, he knew what was most important to him at the moment ...