Note from the author: Hey guys, this is my first fanfiction! The grammar probably sucks, and Im not the ideal speller (spell check, ftw.) so constructive critisim is welcome, however NO FLAMEING. Thank you =) Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I won nada.
A blonde girl in a short white dress walked alone through the streets of Twilight Town. Her head slowly turned in either direction as she walked past recognizable buildings, thinking of the short memories connected with each and everyone of them.
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At one point on a sloped walkway she stopped by an alleyway, looking around just to remember the good times.
'This is where I first met him…' She thought, but before she had a chance to think much else about it, she continued on.
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It wasn' long till she arrived at the clock tower. As she walked along the ledge the clock rang once, startling her a bit, but eventually she settled down in the spot he used to sit.
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From atop the clock tower the breeze was quite noticeable, and with it, were whispers from the past. Alone, the blonde sat down and closed her eyes. She allowed the breeze to blow past her, misplacing parts of her hair, however, she was suddenly aroused from her trance when she heard,
"Namine?"
Namine turned around and stared at the boy that stood before her. 'How could this be? I though-' Her thoughts were interrupted as the blue eyed bot began to walk towards her.
"What are you doing here? I didn't know you came up here."
"Roxas, how are you…I thought you were gone." Namine lowered her head a bit, her false happiness melting away, leaving her real feeling exposed.
Roxas kneeled beside her, and cupped her chin lightly in his hand making her look up at him. Smiling, he said, "I'm right here. With you."
Those words filled Namine with an uncontainable joy. She went to hug him however, all her arms capture, was air. He was gone. He was just part of her lost memories.