"What are you so afraid of?"

Everything. Nothing. Namine didn't know anymore. She sat at the mirror, blue eyes mocking themselves in a cruel fashion. The whole scene in itself, really, was desperately mocking the blond haired girl. At this point she could care less though, honestly. What mattered? It wasn't like anyone was currently present to witness the girl's usual cheerful demeanor slip away and tuck itself under the watery despair that came forth into its place. The crystal blue orbs watered slightly, as if the despair was creeping it's way from her mind and more into the world, but no tears fell. There never did.

"I said, what are you afraid of?"

Being hurt, Namine decided. And being left behind. Fearing the inevitable, truly. Everyone she had grown close to, save for a select few, had hurt her in some way. Why shouldn't she fear it? A piece of the doll-like blond's heart cringed and Namine felt the urge to dig her painted snow nails into her arm or leg or somewhere to help distract herself.

"And yet you leave yourself in the worst place."

Namine knew she was not a genius, nowhere close to one in fact. Not only did she rarely turn in school work or finish her paintings, the blond had also fallen in love with the worst person. The worst, inexplicably worst person. It was the tragic making of some sob empowerment story, were the tragic heroine was just oh so tragic with a tragic past and a tragic present. But Namine had no right to be tragic, especially when there were people out there dying or being told much worse news. Not that Namine had been recently told any news, of either the good or bad sort, seeing as the current matter wasn't anything new.

"You need help, you need to move on."

If it was that simple, not filled with this storm of doubt and confidence, then Namine wouldn't be sitting mutely in her room. Just earlier that day Namine had been confessed to by Roxas. It was a surprise, not sour or sweet but simply surprising, and Namine had to have made everything worse by talking to Kairi about it. Namine had said no, of course, and explained the already known reasons once more. Roxas had been a good sport of course, and accepted what he already knew.

"You really should give the boys a chance, it's not like anything could happen otherwise."

And yet that wasn't what had bothered her. She was in love, though not with anyone that could bring her any happiness.

"Move on."

"'If only, if only.' the woodpecker sighs". It's part of a song from some movie, Namine is sure, but her scrambled mind can't remember the rest or even if that's the way it goes. Not as if it's much. Not as if it really matters, or is really that relevant.

"You're afraid."

Why shouldn't Namine be so afraid? She feared the things that hurt her deeply. Feared letting people know her, instead of the facade she put up in her place. Feared getting close to others, instead of holding them at arm's length. Feared getting hurt, though it happened anyway.

"Just move on."

Not so easy when you had fallen in love, dear dear love, with your best friend. You're only friend. The one who's your gender and already in love. This was no tragic sob and empowerment story, where Namine and Kairi would one day just melt together like people do in those stories.

This was life.

"'If only, if only,'

The woodpecker sighs,

'The bark on the tree, was as soft as the skies.'

The wolf waits below, hungry and lonely,

And cries to the moon,

'If only, if only.'"

x-I don't own Kingdom Hearts, just my ideas-x