"I love the rain" Roxas said stepping out into the down pour. "It makes me feel real. You know what I mean?"
"Ya, But we don't have time for fun Roxas" Naminé ducked under her umbrella. Roxas smiled and took her purple umbrella from her; he threw it into the wind and watched it fly away. "Roxas! Now I'm soaked!" She shivered under the rain's touch.
"Ya, but now your hot. See there's a certain complexity of things, like people are hotter when they're wet. It can't be explained."
"Well damn, if I'm hot you must be freezing." She laughed. Roxas dropped his smile and glared at her.
"Oh, ha ha very clever, but I do believe you said I was cute."
"Cute and hot are two different things." Naminé said as she began to walk up to their house. Roxas put his hands in his pockets and walked next to her.
Roxas looked at her body, her white dress clung to her, no longer really white, but more see through. She noticed this and crossed her arms. "Perv" She muttered.
"Hey, I can look, it isn't illegal"
"But it's creepy."
"For other people maybe, but it's different for people who like each other."
"Well Roxas…I don't…I never said that I liked you…I'm sorry." She blushed at his ignorance. Roxas stopped walking; she turned waiting for him to say something.
"Wait, but I thought…Sora and Kairi…me and you…I'm confused."
"I'm sorry Roxas, I just never thought of you as anything other than a friend." She shrugged and turned to the front door. "Roxas!" She turned back to him, "The key to the house was on the umbrella, attached to the handle. So unless you can go find the umbrella we're stuck until the rain stops. Then we can climb through the window. It's too slippery to try now."
"Well, I'd say that's karma."
"That doesn't make sence. Karma is what goes around comes around, you would be inside." She frowned. "We better find some place to go until the rain stops."
"The old mansion. The doors are unlocked."
"Good idea." She followed Roxas through the woods and the front gate. They walked through the mud and into the empty mansion. "It's so cold. I wish I wore a jacket." Naminé said, rubbing her arms. Roxas took of his soaking wet jacket and then his dry shirt. He gave Naminé the Shirt. "But now you'll be cold."
"I don't care, I'll get over it." He shrugged. Naminé noticed his body, he was built. She blushed and turned away.
"Heat rises so the top floor should be the warmest." She said climbing up the stairs. Roxas didn't care if she liked him or not, he could still look at her. She was hot, he liked her, and he could look. She turned at the top of the stairs and looked at him. "Coming?" She giggled. He ran up the stairs, taking two at a time. She opened a door and they stepped into a room, it had almost nothing in it. Just a bunch of books. She shivered again.
"Still cold?" He asked
"Ya." She stepped closer to Roxas. He in hailed sharply, intoxicated by her body so close to his. He rapped his arms around her. She rested her chin on his locked hands. "Roxas?"
"Ya?"
"I wish this moment never would end." Naminé sighed a strange noise came from all around them, like rain hitting a tin roof mixed with the sound of a blender.
"What the hell was that?" He asked.
"What was what?"
"That noise."
"Very funny."
"No, really. It was loud and annoying. Kind of like licking chalk." Roxas shuddered from old memories.
"Um okay. Hey, wait the rain. I don't hear it anymore." She hurried down the stairs and into the muddy front yard. It was still raining, but the drops stayed in place.
"Naminé, my watch stopped." Roxas shook his wrist.
"So did the rain. Look." She told him, Roxas poked a rain drop; it fell and shattered like glass. "What happened?"
"You wished that the moment wouldn't end." His eyes widened. "We're stuck like this. Times frozen. Cool." Roxas smiled.