It was an early summer afternoon. Puffy clouds drifted by; stretching their never ending form across the baby blue sky. The sun shone like always; its rays warm but not as hot as a scorching desert. The cool gentle wind flowed playfully with the child's light white dress as little Naminé happily threw off her sandals on the grassy riverbank. Next to her, was a golden spiky haired boy who also imitated her actions. This child was her close friend. His name was Roxas. He wore a creamy tee shirt that had red shoulders and a pair of brown cargo shorts.
"You ready, Nami?" cheered the small boy while he extended his tiny hand out to her. He smiled gently down at her; his deep sky eyes contrasting the bright summer sun.
The light blonde head, giggled sweetly as she held it with ease. "Let's go find us some turtles!" She chirped as they laughed in delight until it was cut off from a grumpy pitched voice.
A small ravenette ran down the soft grassy hill, screaming, "Oi! Wait up!"
He had reluctantly decided to join them at the last minute.
Today, they were planning to catch baby turtles for show and tell.
Naminé waved him over and welcomed his arrival with a joyful smile. "Come down, come down!" She squealed, her cheeks aflush. The boy, no longer irritated-blushed slightly once he caught her cute smile. He grinned as he ran up to them. Roxas frowned a bit. He instinctively squeezed the small girl's hand.
However, she did not seem to take notice of it. What did you expect? She was just a child.
For Roxas, today was supposed to be just the two of them-alone, together. Or so he thought. Instead, he remained quiet. He kept to himself as he watched the black haired boy quickly making his way down the hill to them.
Because he knew-
Naminé was the reason why Vanitas ran over here.