This is based on a theme my cousin wants me to write about, so here it is!

I do not own Kingdom Hearts ): dang it.

Obsession

"Roxas, let go now." The girl's voice was stern and commanding.

"No, and I am not going to." Roxas shook his head trying to emphasize his point.

"And why is that?" She asked him politely.

"I never want to let you go Naminè, ever. I want to keep you save in my arms forever." Roxas said but it was muffled by her shoulder.

Naminè sighed and examined their position. They were at his house, in his room, on his bed. Naminè was sitting on Roxas' lap while he had is arms around her waist. She WAS trying to sketch something for him, but she couldn't work with him leaning on her.

"Roxas! I want to finish this already…" Naminè heard a groan, but he did not let her go.

Naminè sighed and turned around to face Roxas so she was straddling his lap. She saw him blush as he inspected their position. She smiled and poked his cheek.

"Aw, is my little Roxy nervous about this arrangement?" Naminè smiled at the silence she got in reply.

"Don't worry about that, I'll handle everything." Naminè said as she pressed her lips against his.

Naminè carefully ran the tip of her tongue over his bottom lip, which resulted with a gasp because it was always him to do the "leading" in kissing. She slipped her tongue into his mouth and their tongues moved against each other. They continued for a couple minutes, until they both pulled away out of breath.

"Damn it Naminè…" Roxas was breathing heavily while Naminè was simply smiling as if nothing happened.

"What's wrong Roxy?" She knows he hates that nickname, and yet she still uses it.

"I'm sorry about acting obsessive, it's just that after what happened last week…you know…"His voice trailed on.

Naminè laughed at the memory. Both she and Roxas were at the park sitting under a cherry blossom tree. Naminè was about to get up, but she tripped over a root of the tree, which gave her a nasty cut on her arm. It wasn't that big of a deal, but knowing Roxas, he blew it out of proportion. He always vowed to hold onto her forever now.

"Naminè, but you wouldn't have gotten that cut if I was holding onto you, so it's like my fault." Roxas sighed and rested his head on her shoulder once again.

Naminè smiled and kissed his head, "I love you." She whispered.

"I love you too, but I'll never let go. You'll be mine forever." Roxas was always the possessive type.

"Don't worry, I only want to be yours." Naminè once again closed the gap between their lips.

x.x.x.x
wowwie. well, that's the story!
reviews would make me happy.

any other themes? Ill surely write them(;

i think this story sucks :P hah.