Namine was waiting for him. Waiting to see the fake smile on his face, and receive the fake love he gave her. It was all a lie, but it was best if she let him believe...perhaps she was believing for herself too. Believing in a world where he and his cause were real, where she was real, and where their love was real. But in a world where neither should have existed, all she could do is wait. And so she waited, coloring her drawing of their lies, pretending that she did not know that he was not coming back.
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Note: hello (waves) sorry if you find that too short but I had an artistic burst after I realized that Namine and the Riku Replica (orrr... whoever you want it to be in the story xD) hardly have anything to them. At least from what I see/remember. So here is my little drabble about them and their rather tragic relationship. Thanks for reading it, and if you feel like telling me what a piece of garbage or (surprise me) that you liked it, please review. :)