"Come on Naminè, you know we have a long day tomorrow," Riku whined as he stretched out into the bed. Naminè quietly appeared and slid under the covers next to Riku's strong lean body.

"You shouldn't be so pushy," she complained indignantly, "You always treat me like a kid." It was true, he always managed to make her feel immature somehow. She was never woman enough for him. Even when they grew out of their childhood it seemed like she was always the baby of the group. No amount of insisting, pleading, or anger would make anything change.

"Not always," Riku insisted, "You still pay your own cell phone bill." At that moment she immediately shut down. That's all she knew how to do. Sometimes she felt like a ghost, like no one could take her seriously...so they ignored her. She started dating Riku because he seemed to take her seriously. Sex seemed like a right of passage; she figured if she slept with him then he would see her as a woman.

If only...

She was glad that Riku fell asleep fast. In spite of his high libido and nocturnal tendencies, he wore out quickly. She sat up and looked over at him; his silver hair reflecting the moonlight that crawled through their room they shared. Yeah I pay my own cell phone bill because I couldn't get you to let me pay for anything else. She thought to herself as she slid out of her side of the bed and padded around the room barefoot. She looked up at the moon and remembered her time in the World that Never Was, the moon was made of hearts back then. Perhaps it was still there.

I need to get out. She thought. After giving Riku one last glance she went through her closet and pulled out one of her favorite white dresses and put it on. She looked at herself in the mirror and thought she looked beautiful. The fabric felt smooth on her skin and framed her body perfectly. With her parasol in hand and no shoes on her feet, it was time to take a walk. She took her keys and one of her bags and went through the back door that lead to the woods.

...

The night air was warm and Roxas was out late again. He had left the party early and wandered off by himself, it was good that he knew his way around his hometown and the woods. He had been feeling a bit detached from things lately. The pressures from school and home and friends was frustrating enough that he had taken to drinking to ease things a bit. But it was proving to be less than effective. At the party he couldn't bring himself to down a single shot. It made him feel rather sick, so he figured a walk would do him good.

He heaved a sigh and ran his hand through his dirty blond hair that was either in need of another dye job or a cut. He couldn't decide. He came to a clearing that he was very familiar with and knew immediately where he wanted to go. He took a glance upward and caught a glimpse of the moon before a cloud covered it.

...

Naminè made her way to the small waterfall that lead to an inclosed little paradise that she visited every now and then. Moonflowers glowed in the dark as well as some of the local fungi that dotted a few trees. She dropped her supplies she brought with her and decided to take off her dress. No one would be out this time of night so she figured it would be safe. She sat down on the water's edge and dropped herself in. She floated a little bit before immersing herself completely. The water wasn't too cold tonight, she could stay for a while.

...

Roxas had made it to the water fall at long last. It seemed as if he had lost his way for a moment. The waterfall was just like he had remembered it, everything was just as he remembered it. Except for her...He noticed a girl swimming in the water, or was she floating around? Her skin glowed in the pale moonlight, and her closed eyes moved as if she was dreaming. He wondered if he was dreaming too. Had he seen her before?

He didn't want to say anything in fear that he might scare her away. She seemed skittish, like a doe. But he knew he had to know her name, he felt something inside him, like he had before. The stirrings of lust and desire. The quiet want he had always carried with him but never bothered to act on, he could never ask that one question.

Taking care to leave his cell phone and shoes on dry land he got in the water and tried to make little noise, but the girl saw him and turned around suddenly with a gasp, her blue eyes going wide. "Who-who are you?" she asked softly, not expressing great alarm.

"I'm Roxas and I'm sorry that I'm scaring you and I'll leave if you want but-" he stammered as she watched, waiting for him to finish, "I think you're very beautiful and I wanted to know your name!"