A/N: My first Namine x Roxas fanfic. ^^ A story that's more, my speed. Feel free to r&r.
Chapter 1: Lockers and My Hand in Yours
The bell rang, and Namine was picking up her books, disappointed at the sound of a discernable thud. A ragged green piece titled "Master Sid's Pen Techniques" had slid out of her grasp, and down underneath her desk. She checked her silver half-moon watch as she stooped to lift the book. It was half past two.
"There you are, Namine!" a familiar voice exclaimed. She looked up to see a blur of pink and white rushing hastily into the empty space before her. "Well? Are you coming to the party?" She probed, her excitement filling the air like butterflies in the early Spring.
"Um- w-well.. I guess so," she stumbled, uneasy at the thought of a rowdy mass of boys with raging hormones chugging barrel-loads of alcohol. She hugged her sketchpad tighter to her chest in dismay, unable to meet her best friend's eyes.
~ Namine POV ~
"Don't be silly!" screamed Kairi, pulling at her best friend's arm. "Your secret crush is gonna be there," she smirked. She shook at my shoulders forcefully, and I dropped my arms in defeat, suddenly finding the ground quite interesting to look at.
"Now now, not that look again.." She took control of my sketchpad and disappeared behind me, stashing it, along with the rest of my belongings, into a leather rucksack sitting behind my back.
"Let's go."
We walked down the hall and Kairi turned towards the Music room, waving cheerfully before disappearing behind the black metal doors.
I let out a sigh as I walked to my locker and turned my combination on the lock. Just then, I jumped in surprise- A tall blonde with layered spikes was peering at me from my side.
"Namine!" He yelled out, clearly as surprised as I was. I rushed to the ground instinctively after hearing a clatter of books across the pavement.
"No! Wait! You didn't have to-" he stooped down, and his hand met mine by accident upon the same book. We both froze, our cheeks as pink as roses.
"I- I'm very sorry," He stood up, rubbing the back of his head in shame.
"D-don't worry about it," I said faintly, unable to meet his gaze. I forced myself up from my knees. Why does this boy have to be so.. well, cute..
He took the last of his books from me in a jiffy and shoved them into his messenger bag. "Thank you so very much- um.."
"It's Namine."
"Huh?.. I mean, yea- Namine, of course-" He smiled, surrounding my one hand with two of his own. He shook my hand softly in gratitude.
"I- I kind of have a soccer match to get to, but if you'd like to meet me later-" His face was fully flustered. "I mean- not like in a dating sense or anything- I just, oh- No wait! Not that I'm saying I don't want to date you! You've always been so kind to me before- it's just- just.. I just want to make this up to you.."
"Y-you're- very kind, Roxas…" I paused. "But really, it was noth-" I could feel my heart trembling. This was the first time we had ever held hands.
"So what d'ya say?" he blurted, interjecting me. "Your brother invited me to that party at your place tomorrow.. and I'd like to spend some time with you to make up for this.."
He let my hand slip away from his own, so he could adjust the strap on his messenger. "C'mon," he grinned. "I won't take no for answer- so I'll look for you there tomorrow, and that's that." He flipped a palm upwards to wave goodbye.
"So, I'll get going then! Seeya!" He smiled kindly, before sprinting off towards the gym.
I let out a sigh of relief, indescribably glad that he was now out of sight. Not in a bad way, but actually just the opposite: I simply can't hide my feelings when I'm around him. And it'll surely be the source of my undoing someday. Sigh. But luckily.. luckily, today's Friday.
I regained my footing and headed off towards Art Club, hoping I didn't keep them waiting for too long. My amiable peers welcomed me in with open arms, excited for what I had to show them for today.