Anything you need. I'll stay with you until I die and give you anything you need to fulfill your duties.
The only sound that filled the late night air was the waves' crashing onto the beach. The full moon high above cast a pale light on the dark waters and white sands. The sand dunes stretched on for miles, all steep, all white. Laying in the sand was a young man, the only distinguishable figure on the entire beach. He had his arms behind his head and his leg propped over each other as he nodded back and forth to the music coming out of his large headphones.
His skin was fair. Even in the moonlight it was evident that it was on the pale side. His bright blue hair was separated into five rising and tapered sections and bobbed with his head. He had a lean figure, slim and toned; in no way masculine. This was of course barely disguised by his ever-present loose cloak. The garbs he wore were black and white, the darker side taking his right while the lighter side dominated his left.
He reached down and pressed the stop button on his walkman.
"..."
"Good morning 0-2." A nearby stranger said.
"Good morning, Boss. What am I doing today?" The youth replied in a tone of familiarity.
"I am sending you on a mission with The Creep."
oXo
"Hey..."
"Come on, wake up."
"Come on, I can tell you're awake."
Razyn opened his eyes. Staring back at him was a pair of blue eyes. These eyes belonged to a young girl with blonde hair and fair skin. Her left hand was resting on his chest.
"Good. I was getting worried for a second there." She stated.
Razyn sat up slowly. He looked around the room in which he and the now kneeling girl resided. It was a very boring room, all white and containing more white furniture than he would ever care to see.
Razyn's gaze fell on the girl who awoke him. She was sitting there with a smile on her face.
"Who are you?" Razyn asked.
"I am Namine." She replied, still smiling. "What is your name?" She asked.
"Oh, sorry," Razyn said, "My name is Razyn."
"It's nice to meet you, Razyn." Namine replied.
"Where am I?" Razyn quickly asked.
"The abandoned mansion." Namine replied. "It's in the middle of the forest."
The next few moments were spent in silence. Aside from Razyn's "Oh," nothing was said. Namine began to draw in a sketch pad she grabbed from the nearby table.
Growing tired of the silence, Razyn cleared his throat. Namine stopped drawing and looked up from her sketch pad. "Do you know why I'm here?" he asked.
"No I don't." Namine answered.
Razyn sighed. "Do you mind if I stay here?" He asked, sitting upright. "I don't remember where I live." Razyn sheepishly laughed as he rubbed the back of his neck.
Namine giggled. "You can stay as long as you like." She said.
Razyn stood up, and extended his hand to Namine. "Thanks," He replied, "I'll try not to be a burden."
Namine smiled and stood up, placing her sketchpad on the table. Namine motioned for Razyn to follow her, and soon the two were walking out the door together.
oXo
"Oh I haven't been living here too long." Namine answered, as she walked down the stairs with Razyn. They were going to the foyer, continuing with Namine's tour. Namine continued walking as Razyn examined the glass box sitting atop the pedestal in the middle of the room. She stopped walking when Razyn ran to catch up to her, a couple of steps away from the front door.
"Hey Namine, are you leaving?" Razyn asked.
Namine turned a little so she could see Razyn out of the corner of her eye. "Yes, I am, and I'm not coming back."
"Huh?" Razyn uttered, dumbfounded.
"I planned to leave after you had awoken." Namine explained.
"What?" Razyn asked. "Why? Isn't this your home?"
"Well, yes..." Namine trailed off as she walked closer to the door, Razyn following suit. "But I don't think there's any reason for me to be here anymore."
Namine looked back at Razyn with a big grin on her face. "I would have felt guilty if I left you unattended." She said. Namine frowned, turned around and grabbed the door knob. "Goodbye, Razyn." She said as she opened the door, letting the sunlight fill the room.
oXo
If Namine was right, this would shock Razyn, causing some of his memories to leak out. He would then be so curious, that he would want to know more about himself. Realizing, at some level, that Namine was the key to his memories, he would want to come with her. He would only come if he had good excuse, which he wouldn't be able to come up with right off the bat. Namine would be able to suggest one for him.
If Namine could get Razyn to come with her, it would be the perfect way to continue the 'test.'
Apparently, when Razyn gave her a part of his heart, she also received his cunning thought process.
"Namine! Wait!"
Namine grinned. Today was going great.
oXo
"Razyn, are you sure you're up to this?" Namine asked as she and Razyn walked side by side down the spiraling Twilight Mountain trail. The mountain itself was huge, with Twilight Town nestled safely at the top, and a forest surrounding the base.
"Don't worry about it!" Razyn exclaimed. "I'm a pro."
Namine giggled as she watched Razyn over dramatically swing his knife around, while saying stuff like "Take this!" and "Hah!"
"So," Razyn said, sheathing his knife within his sleeve, "where do you live?"
"Huh?" Namine hadn't anticipated this. Things were going so well that she didn't think of these little details. She would have to think of something, quick. But the only places she knew were Castle Oblivion and Twilight Town.
"Garret." She blurted out. She had no idea what it was, but it sounded good. At least Razyn believed her.
So they walked in silence, around the mountain, around the town of twilight; down the dirt path, more foliage appearing with every step. First scraps and weeds, but eventually, the trail became immersed in a dense forest.
oXo
After only a couple of hours, the two wayfarers found that their environment had completely changed. Namine and Razyn were both in a vast meadow stretching as far as they could see. The moon was bright enough to see far enough away to tell that the valley was completely flat. There were no trees, nor any buildings for that matter. Just grass.
It was a welcome change on Namine's part, seeing as how she planned to travel at least this far and she hadn't planned to get this exhausted so easily. Honestly, who knew that traveling down could be so depleting?
Razyn stopped walking and turned to Namine. "I think it would be best if we stopped here for the night." He stated while removing his cloak. "Is that okay?" He asked as he folded his cloak. As Namine nodded, Razyn offered her a makeshift, two-toned pillow.
"That's fine," Namine replied as she fluffed the pillow. Namine sat down and placed the pillow on the soft grass as Razyn removed his leather armor and produced various objects from his pockets. She lied down just before Razyn, too exhausted to even sit upright any longer.
Before falling asleep, Namine remembered thinking about how nice her pillow smelled.
A/N
Anything You Need, the first installment of the 'Collette Chronicles.'
I'll be spelling Namine with regular 'e's in this fic. I love her to death, but spending half an hour looking for 'That letter' is too much of a hassle. Plus, it messes with my mojo.
This is qinop, signing off, for now.