So yeah, I actually am writing this for my best friend. I know it sucks, bear with me. Okay, It's kind of weird, it goes, Namine's POV, and then there should be three little lines, and after that, it's Roxas's POV. Got it? Pretty simple. Okay, thanks!

Chapter 1: The way we met

I think it was September... It was cold, I remember that. But either way, it was under a cherry blossom tree. That's when I first saw him. He was smiling, and buying some ice cream. I remember looking up from my book, just in time to see him turn away from me, I think he might've been watching me, but I guess I'll never know. Anyway, I was sitting alone just reading, like I already said, and all of a sudden he just walks up to me, two popsicles in hand. I looked up at him all funny and he smiled and sat next to me on the bench.

"Hi." That's all he said, and then handed me a popsicle. Completely confused, I put down my book and took it. Like I mentioned, it was cold. Much to cold for any psycho to be eating ice cream. But there we were, two psychos, never met, sitting on a bench and eating ice cream. After a while, I could feel my nose getting pink from the cold, but I didn't let it bother me, and to be polite, I just kept on eating. "What's your name?" He asked finally.

And so I told him. "My name is Namine." He nodded, smiled, and looked at his popsicle. I guess he hadn't bothered to tell me his name, either that or I didn't hear him, because I know I saw his lips move.

"It's pretty cold."

"Yeah." I couldn't help but smile. He had just admitted to the cold, and he kept eating his ice cream. In a way, it reminded me of a little kid, maybe one who had wanted the popsicle so bad, that when he finally got it, he was going to eat it no matter what. But I knew he wasn't that kid. He was tall, and sweet looking. I had seen him before, I always wanted to say something, but I'm just not that type of person. He came here a lot with his friend, but today he was alone. The other boy was nowhere.

"So, Namine," He said, he didn't look at me, though. "Do you like the popsicle?"

"Yeah, thanks." I didn't want to be rude and tell him that it was too cold for one. He just seemed so sweet, but somehow ambrosial, like the ice cream. "I've never had this kind before."

"Yeah, I get it a lot. It's pretty good, actually."

"What's it called?" I took another lick of the ice cream, which was a bright blue color.

"Sea salt ice." Instead of taking small licks, like I did, he kept sticking the whole end of it in his mouth. It probably would have been funnier if I knew him, but it was still cute to watch.

After several more minutes of freezing my lips off, I decided to ask his name. "So... what did you say your name was?"

"Roxas." He smiled big, and at the corners of his mouth, there was still a little bit of ice cream.

"Okay. So, if you don't mind me asking... why did you buy me an ice cream?" After I asked it, I felt really bad, like I didn't ever want him to come over with the ice cream, or like I didn't like him sitting next to me or something. He didn't seem to take it like that, in fact it almost seemed like he barely heard me, he was just swallowing the last of his ice cream, while I was only half way through with mine.

"Oh... well, I see you here a lot, and you're always all alone. So I just thought today, I should see if you wanted to be."

"Oh. That's nice, thanks." What he meant was he had nobody better to hang out with. At least that's what I took of it, and I guess my face showed it too, 'cause then he kept talking.

"Not that I never wanted to before, because I did. It's just, y'know, things kept getting in the way..." I nodded, not quite believing him, and I knew he knew, because he sighed and leaned back. He put his hands behind his head, he looked really cute, and he tilted his head back.

One of the small pink blossoms had just fallen from the tree, and it landed square on his forehead. He just blinked a few times, and then smiled. I let slip a small laugh.

"Here." He took it up with gentle fingers and handed it to me. I took it, unknowing of his intentions, simply like I had with the ice cream.

"What's it–"

"Just because." Then he stood up and left. He didn't turn back, or say goodbye. He just left, but one thing I think he meant to do... he left me smiling.

I used to only go to that place every now and then, when I wanted some peace and quiet to read my book, but after that, I went there every day for the next month. I would sit there with my book, only half the time actually reading it, and wait for him to come, but, for all that month, he never did. I started to think that maybe he didn't come because he knew I would, and maybe he just plain didn't like me, but even still, I kept the flower by my beside. Maybe I wouldn't have come there every day if I hadn't thought that flower was so special. The thing about it was, the day it fell from the tree, it was so beautiful, you could cry just by looking at it, but as the days passed, it never withered. It had no nutrients, no connections, no life, but it stayed perfectly pink and adorable, exactly the way he had given it to me. I figured it was a sign of something... so I kept going there.

A few times I saw the other boy, the one Roxas used to go there with. But never Roxas with him, always just a girl in orange. I recognized her from one of my classes in school, but I never saw her other than there. I thought, after that first month, the day it ended too, that I would only try one more time to find that boy.

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I remember the day I met her. It was really cold outside, we never get days like that at that time of year, which is why I remember it was cold. But anyway, I went to the park, just like any other day, except this time, I went alone. See, I usually went with my best friend Hayner, but then he started to like our friend Olette, so I left them alone. But back to the story, how I met Namine. Yeah, she's really cool, I liked her a lot even when I just met her. She's really pretty, with blonde hair and blue eyes, like me, 'cept she's a girl... But whatever, in the park near me, there's this really big sakura tree. That's a cherry blossom tree, just in case you didn't know. But it's really pretty, and, even though it was out of season, early actually, it was in full bloom. It was a really pretty thing to see, but I was more drawn to who sat underneath it. There she was. And that was that.

I recognized her pretty well, I've seen her a few times at school, but she was at that park all the time. I guess I thought she might be lonely, but then I was like, well maybe she wants to be. So I decided to do something really weird to get her attention. Why there was even an ice cream stand out in that weather, I will never know, but it was, as fate called it, so I bought two. I had to look away though, because she looked at me and I didn't want her to think I was watching her... So when she went back to reading, I paid the guy and went to sit next to her.

I said hi and I gave her a popsicle. She took it, so I figured I didn't completely freak her out, which was a good thing. "What's your name?" I finally asked, because it looked like she was too shy to tell me plain.

"My name is Namine." She said. I just smiled and looked back at my popsicle, 'cause I didn't want her to see me blush. Her voice had this sweet ring to it, but it sounded kind of like there was something hidden, like the salt in the ice cream. I mouthed her name once or twice to get the feel of it, it's actually kinda fun to say. And pretty, like her.

I figured then that she wasn't gonna say anything, so I started to make small talk. "It's pretty cold." I knew she thought so, too, her nose was pink.

"Yeah." And she smiled. It really brightened up her face. Made her even more gorgeous. My ice cream was freaking cold, so I tried to eat it as fast as I could, but she took the other approach, and ate it really slowly.

She seemed to really be enjoying it. Her eyes weren't as lonely as they were when I used to see her. Maybe this would be the time to point out how great Namine's eyes really are. They hit you like a million suns, and then they really sparkle when she smiles. It's like you can read her from her eyes, blue, and grey, and a million other little things in 'em. So I asked her, out of sheer wonder, thinking what her eyes would do, "So Namine, do you like the popsicle?"

"Yeah, thanks. I've never had this kind before." Then I told her I thought it was good, or something like that. Honest, I hardly remember asking, because I was looking at her out of the corner of my eye, trying real hard not to let her see. "What's it called?"

"Sea salt ice." I really wanted to offer to buy her some anytime she ever wanted, but I knew she'd think I was crazy, so I didn't. It was really quiet for a while, and then, as soon as I realized I hadn't told her my name, she asked.

"So... what did you say your name was?"

I smiled, noticing how we think kind of alike, and told her. "Roxas."

"Okay. So, if you don't mind me asking... why did you buy me an ice cream?" But then she shut up real fast, and I think she thought she did something wrong, but then, I'll never know.

"Oh..." I was kind of taken aback by her question and I didn't really know what to say... "Well, I see you here a lot, and you're always all alone. So today I just thought I should see if you wanted to be."

"Oh, that's nice. Thanks." But she didn't mean it at all. She was just being polite. And of course, I didn't want her to think of it the wrong way...

"Not that I never wanted to before, because I did. It's just, y'know, things kept getting in the way..." She didn't believe me, and I could tell. I sighed and put my hands behind my head, and then I tilted my head back so I could feel the wind better. But then, this stupid little flower falls off the tree, and lands on my forehead.

Of course, Namine thought it was funny, so I smiled, and she laughed a little. That's when I became thankful to the flower, and I noticed it wasn't stupid. I picked it up and gave it to her. "Here." I knew it would give me an excuse to talk to her again, plus... it made her smile.

"What's it–"

"Just because." And then I left. I hope she liked the flower, there's no normal way for me to ask her, so I never have. And I doubt I ever will, but who knows, there's a shot. For the next month, I kept trying to find time to go back to the park, to see if she was there, but I kept missing my chances. I had to help my new step-mom move in. I felt horrible, started to think that maybe, even if I did see her, she'd hate me because she would think I tried to avoid her. But either way, the day the month ended, I knew I only had one more shot to get to her.

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So that's it for the first chapter! What do you think?