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roxas x olette x naminé
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BEIBII, AI WANNA BII YA GAARU
BEIBII, AARU AI NIITO ISU YUU

あんなに　もぅ　側にいても
こんなに　もぅ　愛されても

"Do you love me?" You whisper ever so softly into his arms, looking up into his beautiful blue eyes, asking him. "Of course I do." He replies to you, kissing your forehead.

But you smell the faintest trace of floral perfume when his lips come in contact with your head, perfume that didn't belong to you. Why are you still pretending? You can never compare yourself to the girl he's seeing behind your back.

He thinks he's so clever, telling you he loves you when you are around, yet going to that blonde girl whenever he takes you home and says goodbye to you.

I suppose you think he will dump her for you when he realizes how much you love him, right? Don't be so naïve Olette, the blonde girl is so much prettier then you are.

時間は味方してくれずに
あなたの彼女になれない　あたし

You hug him one last time and he gives you one last peck on the cheek, he disappears into his car and drives away into the darkness. You know he's going to see her, but you don't care.

You still think he loves you the most, right? Wake up Olette.

He brings roses to your door everyday, his sapphire eyes sincere, yet your emerald ones could see right through his façade. "I love you." He would say, and you would melt in his arms.

それでもいいって何度も思った
あなたを誰かとシェアしているけれど

Maybe you're just lieing to yourself so the hurt would go away, maybe you just want to hold onto him forever, and want him to just forget about the girl with blonde hair. Seriously though, Olette, who are you trying to fool?

The blonde girl had everything; she was an angel, perfect in every known way. Who in the right mind would even look at you when she was in the same room?

Roxas wasn't as stupid as his friends tell you he is.

You hold his hand, grasping onto him, wishing he would never go see the blonde girl again, wishing that you could be the blonde girl, wishing that she would just disappear into thin air.

Then you would be the only one.

But you are happy, you are happy he brings roses everyday, happy he tells you lies about how much he loves you, happy that he kisses you even if he's thinking about someone else.

それじゃいやだって何度も泣いてる　″（AI WANNA)BII YA GAARU..."
嘘でも　気休めでも　あたしだけって言って

You cry when he isn't looking, whenever you know he is seeing her right now. You cancel dates with him because you are too much of a wreck to even bother trying to fix everything. You make up excuses like your grandmother is sick or you have a cold. Your emerald eyes would be blood-shot, the mascara and makeup you worked so hard on would smudge and fade away because of the tears.

Your hair would be a mess because you hold onto your head, confused. Your clothes would be ruined because of the makeup that runs down your face.

Taking a moonlit walk along the beach, your head on his arm, because you are rather short compared to him, he looks into your eyes and tells you that you are the only one that captures his heart.

However fake you know it is, your heart skips a beat and you reward him, tiptoeing to reach his lips. Your foot pops when he puts his arms around your waist and pulls you in closer.

キスの麻酔　切れて痛くなる
あなたは　もぅ　帰っちゃうの？

His lips on yours, you feel numb, as if you were under a spell.

It makes you forget that he has her when you are not around, the pain throbbing in your heart would ease and you would push the bitter thoughts away.

He still fills your ear with lies, just like sweet melody from a music box. He says goodbye to you and leaves, the spell disappears and you fall down to your knees, crying as rain starts to fall on you.

ここで涙は　卑怯だって
歯を食いしばって我慢しているよ

So you try not to cry, clenching your fists and biting onto your tongue. This only causes more tears to fill your eyes. Your mouth fills up with a metallic taste; you turn to spit out blood from your tongue.

The rain around you makes you shiver in the cold, yet you like it.

His cousin found you in the rain that day, his cousin took you home that day in the rain. It was almost like salt on a wound, because his cousin has the same eyes he has.

Such beautiful blue eyes.

Despite how much truth you already know, and how many tears you have shed on the subject, you deny the fact that you are nothing compared to the blonde.

それでもいいって何度も思った
あなたを誰かとシェアしているけれど

It hurts, you know it. It feels like your heart is ripped apart and put back together the minute he shows up and smiles that dazzling smile of his.

You see them together one day; he tries to explain to you that it isn't what it seems. You slap him, and that adorable face of his looks hurt as you storm away. He runs after you, saying your name over and over again.

You ignore him, ignore his pleas and eventually let all the tears that were vent up so long out. You sit down, hiding away in the shadows of your room, tears streaming down your face.

You know your heart cannot take it anymore.

それじゃいやだって何度も泣いてる　″（AI WANNA）BII YA GAARU...″
嘘でも　気休めでも

He still comes back to you though. Standing there looking up at your window, he pleads for you to forgive him. You throw objects at him telling him to go away.

Yet you do want to forgive him, don't you?

He tells you that she was nothing compared to you, he knows these are the words you want to hear. You close your window and shut the curtains, and refuse to look at him.

You start crying again. You know you love him so much and you have given him all you have.

ね　お願い
あたしの中は　あなただけ

One day, you know he broke up with her. Whenever he brushes up against you (well, of course, he does sit next to you in Science class.), you can no longer smell the floral perfume you did each time you cuddled up him.

But you still do not forgive him.

He looks at you with those blue eyes, the same eyes that gazed into yours, telling lies. He IM's you, telling you how sorry he is. You delete his messages. He tries to talk to you; you ignore him and walk away.

You want him to die, you want him to pay for all the hurt he has caused you, yet you don't. Because somewhere deep inside, you still love him.

愛しているのは　あたしだけって言って
欲しいものは　ひとつだけ　ただあなたの全部が欲しいな

He knows everything was over when you first held hands with his cousin, the person who had helped you out of the rain that day. You heart tells you this wasn't right, but you do it anyways.

You kiss his cousin; stare into his cousin's sparkling blue eyes, which were just the same as his. His cousin treats you well, but it wasn't the same.

Those eyes, however alike, couldn't replace the ones you first fell in love with.

この道の先に待っている世界
逃げずに続きをこの目で見てみたい

You walk without him on your path now; he still tries to say sorry. You ignore him and still go on dates with his cousin.

You leave him heartbroken, but he had already broken yours a long time ago.

Today you are getting dressed for your two month anniversary with his cousin, you put on an outfit your best friend had put together for you. You apply makeup to your skin, and spray sugary smelling perfume onto yourself, that smelled almost like candied violets.

His cousin comes to your door and rings the bell; he compliments you on how lovely you were looking tonight. You laugh and tease him about his attempt to tame the brown spikes he had on his head.

You hook one arm around his cousin's, laying your head on his shoulder (His cousin was a few inches shorter then he was). His cousin was everything any girl could ever ask for, yet you don't want his cousin, instead you want him.

Him, the one with the blonde hair and mesmerizing blue eyes.

You think about memories of him and you when you press your lips against his cousin's, his blue eyes are all you can think about during school, his smile is all that crosses your mind at home.

You need him.

たとえ　これ以上　傷付くとしても　″AMU GANNA BII YA GAARU!″
絶対とめられない　この気持ち　だからね

"Olette…" He holds you tight, tears falling from his eyes. He told you how much he missed you; how it hurt to see you arrive at his cousin's house next door, instead of his.

You let him hold you as you fall limp in his arms, warmth enveloping your heart. You missed his touch. "Roxas, no." You say as soon as you stopped melting under his gaze.

He didn't, he still held onto you. "I'm not letting go again." He says to you, you push him away. "But I am." You spat coldly, your heart hurting.

"We've moved on." You whispered, and turn to walk away. Before you could, he spun you around and planted a kiss on your lips. Your eyes widen as he murmurs against you, "You don't love me at all?"

Yes you do, you love him so much you couldn't live without him, but you chose not to tell him, instead you let him kiss you, cherishing the feel, your heart smiling at you. This was probably going to be the last time, you tell yourself.

After what seems like an eternity, he parts from you. "I guess we weren't meant to be." He smiles at you, but sadly this time, shrugs and walks away.

You want to scream at him, telling him to wait, tell him you still love him, but you don't.

それでもいいって何度も思った
あなたを誰かとシェアしているけれど

Today you graduate from Third Year senior high school. It is early March.

You are wearing your regular uniform, since the one-time graduation uniform was not necessary. Adjusting your skirt, you sit down. The First and Second years were already sitting down.

"Yes." You say when your name is called, and then you begin to sing the national anthem and school song along with the rest of the school.

One by one, they say names and student ID numbers, while handing out diplomas. He was looking at you when he received his, his eyes on you for a fleeting second.

The parents, First and Second years leave as everyone starts cleaning up the auditorium. After everything was done, you start saying goodbye to close friends like Kairi and Selphie.

Your head turns to stare at him for a while, while his cousin puts his arm around you. You feel hot tears run down your face as his cousin tries to wipe them away with no success.

You murmur a soft sorry into his cousin's ear, and runs to him. He seems to be waiting for you with arms held out wide. You hug him with all your might, determined never to let go again.

それじゃいやだって何度も泣いてる　″（AI WANNA）BII YA GAARU...″
嘘でも　気休めでも　あたしだけって言って

Don't lie to yourself, you know you love her with all your heart, you foolish boy. Now hold her close, never let go.

Because if you do, she'll be gone before you know it.

BEIBII, AI WANNA BII YA GAARU
BEIBII, AARU AI NIITO ISU YUU

M E M O S: This one was actually written a long, long time ago. A very short drabble about two imaginary people from when I was just nine that I converted into a full scale story with the help of some music. To me, it's my best work up to date. The graduation traditions is based off of what happens in Japan