They can all say they knew her, but I know better. I saw past her creamy skin, her pale golden hair, and her large sky blue eyes. I saw more than her slender figure and her all too tempting soft lips. I could see right through her sweet angelic words. I saw her for the witch she was, and there was nothing I could do.
My mind would tell me 'no,' but my heart would scream otherwise. I knew she was nothing more than a nobody, someone not even meant to exist. Nearly every ounce of my being desired her- every part but a faint voice that constantly warned 'stay away.' And as much as I knew how awful and terrible she could be, I could not leave her alone. She was just too tempting.
Maybe it was her mesmerizing eyes – God they were beautiful. They made everything around me melt. One look from her could crumble every defense and shatter every wall, but it never crushed the warning chiming in my head. I could feel that she loved it; she enjoyed the shock in my face and my gaping mouth as she walked by. And as much as I hated the way she made me feel, I loved seeing her smile.
I can't explain it. I guess I had stopped listening to the warning ringing in my head. I suppose it just became so natural that I didn't hear it anymore. I don't know really. But the next thing I knew we are tangled in the sheets of her bed. I can hear her breathing into my ear. He hands tangled into my hair, crushing our mouths closer together. I feel her hands unbuttoning my shirt, pulling it off my arms. Her hands are memorizing the curves of my body. Mechanically I realize I am running my hand along the inside of her milky thighs. I become conscious of my hands pulling her white dress over her head revealing what I have yearned to see.
"Riku," she whispers in my ear.
Her curves and angles are all too perfect, so tempting. I run my hands all along her rich skin. Every part of her is flawless.
The rest is almost a blur. I remember my mouth never leaving her skin. I can still hear her small squeal as I eased myself inside her. And I linger on her arching towards me and our bodies collapsing together.
At that next moment, my wall, my last leg of defense was broken. The warning voice no longer sounded, and realization of utter darkness surrounded me. Things started to spiral downward. It was like I was thrown into the water without the knowledge of how to swim, gasping for air, and scrambling for help.
I tried to reach out to her, "Namine!" I cried through the darkness. I pushed to find the light, a light, any light at all. I just needed a glimpse, but there was only the sound of her bitter laughter at my demise.
She – the girl I both loved and hated – had me consumed by darkness. My last resistance, my last stronghold on the darkness had come undone. But just as my hope of ever seeing the light began to fade, I felt warmth.
"We still need you," a sweet voice sang, "he will need you when the time comes." This other person, I didn't know was saving me from darkness. I could feel their light all around me.
It felt like an eternity before I snapped back to reality. I woke up on a cold, hard floor of a completely white room. A glow of light emitted from behind me. I clutched my heart as a wave of pain rushed through me. It was like half of me had just been taken.
As I gasped for breath, Namine's witch-like voice stabbed at my heart.
"Sorry Riku. I had to break you. Your nobody is perfect for the Organization." I looked behind me to the glowing light.
A boy with red, long, spikey hair that defied gravity stood behind me. His face, it was my face. His eyes, they were mine too, the same emerald green.
"Name's Axel," my nobody said, "got it memorized?"