Declaimer: "I do not own Kingdom Hearts…."

Kiome-Yasha: "Okay, this story wouldn't leave me alone. I know I should be updating my other Namixas fics, but this one isn't actually long; it only has seven chapters in total. This story was inspired by Handwritten's story "Tainted Ocean"; also watching the movie "When Dreams May Come" helped a lot as well. I hope you'll enjoy this story and will leave a review! Oh, btw! This story is in Roxas's POV! This is my first time doing something like this. Again, inspired by Handwritten, read her stuff if you haven't read them yet; they're awesome! Also, warning; dark fic ahead!"

Chapter 1 Dusk

You know, you always think you have everything figured out when you turn seventeen, or eighteen; or maybe even when you finally get to that damn legal age to drink and smoke. I always thought I had all the answers already at the tip of my fingers; but it wasn't until losing someone I really cherished that the light I was hiding was already gone to recover.

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The apartment was damp and cold, winter taking refuge throughout the whole house as its resting place. My fingers tingled against the cold glass of corona beer in my hand, the amber bubbles popping in merriment. My eyes were hazy like smoke, my body becoming numb from where I sat, waiting.

I was waiting for my wife Namine to come home. She had been making frequent visits to see my brother Sora lately over the month, causing my mind to become plagued with unwelcoming thoughts. My intoxicated head kept playing unwanted scenarios over and over again in my mind, making me drop my glass of beer. The burning liquid sunk into the burgundy carpet, the bottle carelessly colliding to the soft ground. I cussed under my breath, jolting forward from my seat.

I quickly tried to clean it up, growling over how I was just creating the stain to become worse. Out of pure fury, I reeled the glass bottle back and smashed it again the peeling wall.

I could hear the neighbors from next-door complaint about the sudden noise, sending me vulgar comments, which I completely ignored. I got up from my feet, hearing sirens from outside the bustling city, the sounds echoing inside my ears as they passed by. I could see white puffs of snowflakes descending and coating the building from outside through the living room windows.

I looked up at the ticking Mickey Mouse clock in the kitchen; Namine had bought it when we moved in. She had hoped for it to brighten up the gloomy and dim apartment. It was getting late, and she still hadn't returned any of my calls.

I looked over at my cell-phone that was on the kitchen table. I had called Namine numerous times already today, becoming anxious to have her call me back and tell me where she was. This sort of reaction caused me to become more disturbed over my fearing thoughts.

Just then, I heard the knob to the door begin to rattle; soon, Namine had walked in from the ruined hallway. She had snow covering her light blonde hair and baby blue coat, shaking them off as she entered the small apartment. She looked to be a broken snow angel, her eyes glazed with some sort of feeling of despondency.

I could feel anger begin to swell up in me, preparing to erupt like a boiling volcano. She's been gone for hours, and deep down, I could guess whom she was with. How could she do this to me? After all we've been through? I didn't want to believe it; I had tried to control it; I had tried to make her happy.

Before I could stop myself from releasing my inner turmoil of rage; I snapped at her, "Where were you!?"

She was shocked from the tone of my voice, causing her to freeze in fright where she stood, "What?" She asked unsurely, pressing a hand to her chest in concern.

"I asked where you were, Namine! I've been sitting here for hours! You should have been back from your interview for work a long time ago!! I even called you and left you messages!" God, don't lose it Roxas; look at her, she's shaking!

"Roxas, I…I…." She stuttered frighteningly, her body shivering from my heated wrath than the arctic draft that penetrated the house.

I marched up to her, slamming the door behind her and pinning her against the wall. I couldn't help but to feel angry, the lingering thought of her actually seeing my own brother behind my back clouding my judgment.

"Just tell me Namine…do I mean nothing to you anymore!!?"

"What are you saying!?" She finally got her nerves settled to respond clearly, becoming confused and flustered over my words.

"I'm talking about how you've been at Sora's place so much lately! What is it!? Are you sleeping with him!? I'm sorry I can't give you what you want, but did you really have to cheat on me to give me the hint!?" My eyes felt like they were on fire, bringing forth tears that threatened to fall. I could feel the strings that were connected to my throbbing heart snapping away.

"What!? It's nothing like that!!" She shouted, her lips beginning to tremble, "And it's just not him! I've been seeing…"

I cut her off, not believing what I was hearing, "You've been with somebody else as well!? God Namine!" I grabbed her wrists harshly, pinning them to the door. I could hear the neighbors' next door shouting at us to keep it down; but I gave them a quick 'Fuck you!' from my blinding rave.

"Roxas, you don't understand!!! I'm…I'm…" She tried to voice out her words, becoming hesitant to tell me what she was keeping secret. What was she hiding from me? Please Namine, don't let my assumptions be true.

"I'm sorry…" She finally says, placing her head down in shame, "…Roxas, please forgive me…"

I began to shake, but I couldn't tell if it was from hatred or from pure distraught, "So, it's true…"

She shook her head, denying my words. I grabbed her shoulders, trying to shake some answers out of her, "Namine! Tell me already!"

She brought her head up, causing me to freeze entirely from my brain to the bottom of my frost bitten toes. Two crystal tears fell down her flushed cheeks, her eyes drowning into their own abyss of light blue.

I didn't know how to react, finding the situation to be my fault when she was the one keeping secrets from me. I heard her soft voice break through the silence, shattering the spell I was under, "I can't…"

She broke through my hold, shoving me away from her before opening the door and running off down the hall. She had slammed the door back with great force, causing it to wheel itself back to the lock. I stood remotely where I was, taking a few steps back from the damaged door.

I whispered to myself, my eyes shaking as my tears cascaded down on the rug, "She'll come back…I know she will…she'll come back to me…this can't be true…"

I mindlessly closed the door, crashing myself to the ground as the smell of alcohol filled my lungs with stimulating condolence.

RxNxRxNxRxNxRxNxRxNxRxN

When I woke up, I noticed it was still nighttime outside, the snow finally coming to a halt from its rampaging chill. I slowly picked myself off the bumpy and cold floor, rubbing my eyes to shake off my exhaustion. I glanced around the diffuse apartment, finding no trace of anyone; meaning Namine didn't come back home.

I glanced over at the clock in the kitchen, finding it to be three in the morning; last time I checked, it was nine at night.

I lazily picked myself off the floor, stretching my aching muscles after sleeping on the stiff ground for so long. I heard a crack go off from my back, making me slump forward and sigh in satisfaction from the release.

Soon after, I found my phone going off on the kitchen table. It vibrated at first before the melodic ring-tone Namine had set up personally for me came on; it was "I Walk Beside You" from Dream Theatre, a band we both loved.

I let the phone ring, not really caring much to pick it up. But when it went off three times in a row, that's when I got annoyed.

I roughly flipped the phone open, my voice hoarse and dry, "Hello?"

"Roxas, it's about damn time you pick up your phone!" It was Sora, the last person I wanted to hear from right now.

Just before I can tell him off, just before I could tell him how much of a bastard and scumbag he was, he shattered my world with these short words, "Roxas! Namine's in the hospital!"

End Chapter

Kiome-Yasha: "New record~!!! This has got to be my SHORTEST chapter ever! Don't worry though; the next chapter is definitely long! Remember this story is only seven chapters long! I think I have some mistakes in this chapter, so hopefully I could go back and fix them later. This chapter was basically to give off the mood and suspense to what the story is going to be about. I wanted this story to be a more realistic approach than my other stories; showing a true struggle between a young married-couple who are both damaged people. Is Namine really having an affair with Sora? How and when did Roxas and Namine first meet? When did they fall in love? While Namine is between life and death; Roxas is able to reflect over his relationship with the girl who he might lose, including something more."

Sora: "Come on, leave a review for us! You know you want to!!! Any thoughts would be nice!"