Chapter 2

yuppers. i'm back. already? your wondering? well, yeah. i like this story, like, ALOT, so i continued it anywhoselemeyers. ;)

disclaimer

you know the drill.


"So…you work at Destiny Record Labels now?" he asked me, with that same cocky attitude he held throughout high school. My eye twitched as my hands shook in anger.

In case your wondering, this a-whole before me is none other than Roxas Akamura, aka, my one and only, worst nightmare, public enemy, booger in my nose freak show that made my life miserable since the first step I took in my Senior year of high school. He pestered me until no end, saying it was fun, and often played a little game he called 'let's see how many times we can poke Namine before she gets mad' with all of his friends. But worst of all, he broke into my house in the middle of the night, stole a video of me when I was a baby, and played it in front of the entire senior class at graduation. The video was one of my mother's favorite keepsakes, my first bath.

You can just imagine how disastrous that was.

(flashback)

"Namine! We finally made it!" Kairi shouted in glee, enveloping me in a full on bear hug. She almost strangled me with the flowing sleeves of her graduation gown.

"I know Kai! I actually survived a full year with Roxas!" I beamed, and we giggled together.

"Hey there loser." Roxas smirked behind me. Not even his negative energy could bring me down today. I tackled him in a glomp.

"We made it!" I shouted. He just stood there, stunned.

"Namine…"

"It's alright Roxas. I don't hate you anymore. Friends?" I asked, holding out my hand. He stared at it in awe. But before he could shake it, the ceremony and begun, and I dashed off, meeting Kairi again.

"Order! Order!" Ansem, our principal, called out into the crowd. Everyone quieted down and stared at him intently. He smiled, and four other teachers appeared, each holding a piece of paper rolled up in their hands. Kairi and I tried to conceal our excitement, silently shouting to ourselves in glee.

"Jasmine Aber." he called, and the long list of names began. Roxas had gone up, his face clouded with remorse. I wonder why?

"Kairi Rinasaki." Kairi squealed her trademark squeal and sprinted headlong up the steps, drop tackled the principal to the ground, then continued on to grab her certificate.

"N-Namine Suzumiya." the winded Ansem called, and I slowly walked up the steps.

Everything after that happened after a blur. As I took the last step, getting ready to hug the principal, the large screen that was supposed to display photographs of everyone's lives rolled down, and small splashing noises sounded from a clip that was playing. I stared in horror, tears welling up In my eyes as the smaller, younger, naked me was splishing and splashing in the bathtub. I couldn't bare to watch, and instead I did the only thing I could.

I ran.

(end flashback)

I died of humiliation. You can even ask Kairi. I defiantly locked myself in my apartment for two months. Roxas had the balls to hand deliver the video back, apologizing and saying it was just a joke, but the moment the video made contact with my hand, I chucked it at his head, shouting "burn that thing! I don't ever want to see it again in my life!" For a long time afterwards, Roxas would spend hours sitting outside my door, apologizing and apologizing, until he got fed up and permanently left for good, moving to Twilight town. That was the happiest day of my life. I rose from the ashes, joining Kairi in her multimillionaire business, and together, we became unstoppable. I never heard of Roxas again.

…until now.

"Dude? Blondie, wake up. I don't have all day." Roxas sighed, snapping his fingers in front of my face. I jumped and glared at him again.

"So what do you want me to do?" he asked, obviously bored. I resisted the urge to pounce on him and strangle him to death.

"Kairi, I'm sure you remember her, wants you to join Destiny Records." I said through my teeth. Roxas peeked at me, still smirking.

"Ok. Kairi wants me to come. But do you?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

The Hell I don't! I can't bare to breath the same air as you, let alone see your face everyday in my office!

…but….Agrabah….

"Y-y-yes." I struggled, the word refusing to come out of my mouth. Roxas deviously smiled.

Oh crud monkeys.

"How badly do you want me to sign?" he pressed, eyeing me. I glowered.

"Bad. Just please, please, please sign it already!" I sighed, thrusting the paper at his face. He grabbed it but didn't read it.

"That's not very convincing." he said, turning around to close the door.

That is it.

I slammed my foot down before the door could close all the way and grabbed his arm.

"Listen here, you jerk. Your going to sign this contract. I'm not taking no for an answer. Agrabah is on the line. Now sign it, or ill personally strangle you, stab your body multiple times, shoot your head off with a bazooka, burn your remains, stomp on your ashes, and then scatter them in the ocean." I hissed. His eyes widened in fear and he wordlessly scribbled his name on the paper. I smirked in triumph.

"Thank you for your time!" I said cheerfully, scurrying down the hallway and rapidly pressing the button on the elevator.

"Bipolar much?" I heard Roxas mumble before he closed his door.

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"THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!!!" Kairi squealed when I gave her the paper the next day. The whole building had to plug their ears to block her out.

"For god's sake, Kairi! I'm only 27, I don't wanna be deaf!" Riku shouted from his office. She flipped him off and faced me again, glomping me.

"I knew you could convince him! You can't hold a grudge forever!" she squealed. Wait, pause. What was that?

"You knew it was Roxas?!" I growled, throwing the red head off of me. She rubbed the back of her head sheepishly and nodded. I screamed in anger and stormed off into my office. Riku followed after me.

"Honey, it's alright. You know how she is." he cooed. I threw a pillow at him.

"Don't act like you understand. You helped him, if I may remember." I hissed, recalling my disastrous senior year.

Back then, Roxas was top dog. Every girl wanted him, every guy wanted to be him. He had his own gang of buddies, including Sora, Riku, Hayner, (Olette's boyfriend) Axel, (Kairi's brother) Zexion, and Demyx. They ruled the school, per say.

On the other side, the queens of Destiny High, was were I resided. Kairi, Olette, Selphie, (now a model working under us) Xion, (our famous recruiter, who for some reason resents me) Larxene, Rinoa, Tifa (all models here in Kairi's empire) and I.

And for those who wonder, 'you're a record labeling business and you have models?' well, Kairi practically owns everything. And since I'm her right hand girl, I own it too. But yeah, anyway, we own a modeling agency, a theme park, a candy company, a magazine, and each our own fashion line. So yeah. Our friends had good connections.

"I've told you babe, I was young and immature. We got passed that, remember?" Riku said softly. I sighed.

"It's just….he makes me so angry." I said, rubbing my temples together. Riku massaged my shoulders.

"Don't worry treasure bear. Our wedding's coming up soon, so just focus on that, ok?" he breather, kissing me softly on the cheek before leaving. I sighed dreamily. My wedding day…the best day of my life. Kairi was making my wedding dress special, using maybe five to six of the best designers to plan the thing. Holly and my own everything maid, Rika, were busy making an outstanding cake made out of strawberries, my favorite. And just last week I sent out invitations to all of my friends and family. My mother and father were was arriving tomorrow. And finally, Riku had rented the island out a ways from the main land, the very same island where we all grew up together.

"My wedding day…" I sighed, imagining the whole ordeal. Xion knocked impatiently on my door.

"So, Namine. Roxas is recruited?" she said, showing no emotion on her face, though venom seeped into her tone. I snapped out of it and nodded.

"Good." was all she said before speeding down the hall and running into Riku's office.

Ok….

"Kairi! Where are my papers?" I called, and my read headed friend instantly popped up, beaming.

"no work today, Nami. Today, you try on your gorgeous gown of destiny." she sighed, dramatically twirling around with sparkles in her eyes. She grabbed my wrist and sped off to the elevator.

"Where are we going?" I asked her. She rapidly pressed the button.

"Hey, how many flights of stairs would we have to climb to reach the top floor?" she asked impatiently. Well, we were on the 13th floor…and the top floor was the 25th….

"12 floors. Just wait for the elevator-" too late. She was sprinting to the stairwell and already begun her climb. She never got tired either. I ended up dying after two floors, so she even picked me up continued to run. Once at the top, she dropped me off at a couch and ran forward, pulling the blinds open.

I always loved the top floor of our building. It was a grand, open, clear glass room with a view of the entire island. The floor was made of white marble, covered with a soft red rug that mirrored the red carpet. Two white couches were placed in the center, surrounding a clear glass table. Small bowls of untouched peanuts rested in the center.

"Ok Nami. Behold!" Kairi exclaimed, coming out with a mannequin wearing a gorgeous dress.

It was strapless and white, the thin white lace tying down my back and ending just above my waist, like a corset. The dress exploded beyond that, traveling to the ground, in a layer of three ruffles. The front side, had a very carefully crafted diamond studded pattern that sparkled in the light. I stared at it in awe.

"Kairi…it's amazing…" was all I sad as I ran up and began softly poking at the silk fabric. Kairi beamed.

"I know. It's a Rinasaki original. Only one of it's kind." she said, untying the dress off of the mannequin.

"Well, try it on! I need you to model." Kairi said, thrusting the dress at me. I stripped down where I stood and pulled the dress on over my head. Kairi smoothed out the wrinkles and pulled back, examining me. After about three circles around my body, she motioned to the door and I suddenly fell back into a chair. The makeup artists and Hair stylist bombarded me with their weapons, attacking me with lip stick, blush, a hair curler, and so on.

Hours later, they backed away from me, pulled the chair away, and Kairi called Zexion in.

"Alright Nami. Your goal is flirty, sexy, anything in between that, so pose!" Kairi exclaimed, backing away from me. I just smiled into the camera.

This isn't the first time Kairi's had me randomly do this.

"Good job!" she sighed as Zexion took the last shot. He plugged the camera into a laptop and ran through the pictures. I stared at them, a gasp of shock escaping my mouth.

I didn't look like Namine Suzumiya anymore. I looked like my mother during her wonderful wedding day. I remembered the pictures. My mother, Stella Suzumiya, was a model herself. She was the exact dictionary definition of Perfect, right up there next to Kairi. When she was just 18, she met my father, Noctis Suzumiya, and they instantly fell in love, marrying three years later. They've been happy ever since. About two years after that, I was created in the world, the perfect golden child. I inherited my mother's beauty, her hair, her eyes, her figure. I inherited my strength and senses from my father.

"Kairi…are these gonna be In the next issue of Poupu flare?" I asked her quietly. She nodded her head.

"Yup! It'll be released the day after your big day!" she sighed, imagining the wedding. I stared at the picture longer.

A wedding is every girls dream. It had to be grand, it had to be spectacular, it had to be expensive. It needed the best dress you ever will wear, the best cake you ever will eat, the best people there to experience it. The day Riku proposed, I almost died.

(flashback)

( A/N hold it! Oh my mother of Google, this will be very hard to think up. Give me some time….if it sucks, sorry.)

We were walking down the beach of the islands, hand in hand, just passing time like any normal couple would. We'd been dating since I graduated high school. Riku walked silently next to me, obviously nervous about something. He led me through the small seaside shack and up the stairs, appearing again at the top of the bridge, gazing at the beautiful sunset.

"Riku, it looks beautiful!" I cooed. He gulped and nodded. Confused and amused, I looked up at him.

"What's wrong?" I asked sweetly. He finally smiled and stopped walking, facing me.

"Namine, look down in the sand. Tell me what you see." he said, fumbling around with something in his jacket pocket. Puzzled, I did as I was told and peered over the edge, silently gasping.

There, written neatly in a fine cursive were the words every girl would die to see.

Will you marry me?

I looked back up at Riku, who was now kneeling, a gorgeous diamond ring held delicately in his fingers. A hand went up to my mouth and I just nodded, tears flowing freely.

(dear god….you have NO idea how painful it is for me to make Riku purpose to Namine…especially when I want to personally murder him. So if you're a Riku hater like me, just imagine our fun loving blonde in his place, and it's much more romantic. =3)

(flashback over, btw)

"Oh Nami, By the way, this came in. he wants it done by Thursday." Kairi said, popping my thought bubble with the thumbtack of her words. She was holding a black and white checkered folder in her hands. I took it, confused, and instantly scowled in disgust.

"Dear God Kairi. Do I have to?" I wined. She wagged a finger in front of my face.

"Now, Now Nams. It's your job, hate him or not." she said with a smile. I groaned and stomped off, this time taking the lazy way down the elevator.

Once I got to my office, however, my mood doubled in the gloom department.

Roxas was standing there, leaning against my desk chatting idly with a bunch of old friends of his.

Sora, Kairi's energetic husband, was a tall slim figure, with an explosion of chocolate brown hair shooting out every which way off of his head. He had a cheerful, happy-go-lucky disposition, and practically radiated sunshine. He owns a Keyblade dojo in town, selling and training people how to use a Keyblade. He also owned our theme parks, Chain of Memories, with our thrilling attractions like The Beast's Wrath.

Next to Sora was Hayner, Roxas' best friend. He was a spunky, pick fights kind of guy, but fortunately Olette kept him in balance. He had a messy array of Blonde hair on his head, and deep Hazel eyes. Hayner was the editor and publisher of our magazines.

Sitting in my chair was Axel, Roxas' other best friend and Kairi's brother. He was older than all of us, and taller for that part. He had the same fire red hair as Kairi, just without the brown tint. For some reason I will never know, when he was only five he had gone to a nearby tattoo parlor and gotten two red reverse teardrop patterns singed into his skin just under his emerald eyes. Axel didn't really do anything; He was just there, an accessory to our empire.

And lastly, Riku stood by Sora, laughing along with the others reminiscing their old memories.

Memories of the death of my social life.

"What are you doing here?" I hissed, and it was instantly silent. Axel leaped out of my chair, Sora coughed and jumped off of my desk, and Roxas smirked.

"Nami! Honey, we were just-"

"Catching up?" I asked, glaring holes at Roxas as I passed him and sat down at my chair. Riku nodded.

"I'm here because I'm your client, assigned to you." Roxas explained, putting heavy emphasis on those two words.

Remind me to kill Kairi.

"Yes, but what are you doing in my office?" I said through gritted teeth. Roxas only smirked wider.

"Because I felt like greeting you. How was life after senior year, Namine?" he pushed. I resisted the urge to throw something at his head. Sora, Hayner, Riku and Axel all laughed at the memory, but instantly quieted when I focused my glare on them.

"It was dreadful. You know, I will never forgive you for that, no matter how many weeks you spend on my doorstep." I seethed. The smirk instantly vanished and was replaced by a scowl. I smiled at him before turning to the rest.

"Out. Now." I commanded. They immediately dispersed, leaving me, Roxas, and Riku in the room.

"You stood on her doorstep for weeks?" Riku asked, cocking an eyebrow. Roxas glowered at him, then me.

"Yes, I did. I apologized for hours on end, killing half of my life, but she would never answer her door." he growled, before turning on his heel and following the rest away. I stuck my tongue out at him like a five year old. Riku chuckled.

"You know, I think he really is sorry." he said, coming over to me, I sighed.

"I just can't stand that jerk." I whispered, my hands clenched into fists. Riku massaged them and held my shaking fingers.

"Just forget about it. Don't look to the past. Keep moving forward." he murmured, kissing my forehead and waltzing out the door.

Keep moving forward, eh?

Fine. I huffed dramatically, flipping through Roxas's song list. I had to buy them on Itunes, listen to them thoroughly, then plan a vid, based on either the beat of the song or the lyrics.

I surfed the Itunes shop, typing his name into the search box. The results popped up quickly, and I bought his latest album, and listened to them, that scowl plastered on my face. But that scowl instantly flipped.

Listening to the depth of his songs…it was amazing. His voice, the lyrics, the beat. They all were so perfect, from the first song to the last. His own, self titled album was my favorite.

My life long enemy's album is my favorite.

I couldn't stop listening to it. It was amazing. One song, Falling, absolutely touched my heart. It just called out to me. It was so sweet, so beautiful, with an acoustic guitar as the only background. I immediately began my work on it, until Roxas came barging through my door.

"Why are you crying?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"I am not!" I countered, but when I rubbed my eyes, traitor tears revealed me. I laughed to myself. "So I am."

"Why?" he asked again, a curious look on his face.

"I heard your songs. I'm surprised even with that cold, cold heart of yours you can make such deep, sweet, emotional songs." I admitted, sighing dramatically and replaying to be with you.

"I'm serious about my music. It's the only way I can vent the way I'm feeling." he murmured, sliding down to the floor and wrapping his arms around his legs. I stared at him.

"What do you mean?" I asked, surprised by his mysterious behavior. He looked up, and smiled sadly.

"Play Falling." he ordered. I did so wordlessly as the soft piano music filled my office.

"feels like my lives are passing by…with happiness just behind the light…" he sang softly, closing his eyes. I listened intently.

"You know, I've written this one song. But I've always needed a female vocalist. No one's good enough to make the cut. I've never let anyone listen to it…" he said after a while, pulling a small notepad out of his tan jacket. I eyed it curiously.

"Can I see it? I won't tell anybody…" I asked, giving him a puppy dog face. He vigorously shook his head and hid the notebook away.

"No! it's for…you know… 'the one.'" he said with air quotes. I rolled my eyes.

"Alright spiky. What song do you want to do?" I asked after. He walked up next to me and stared at my screen.

"Crush." he said, pointing at it. He then turned on his heel and walked out the door, muttering 'have fun.'

Jerk.

With such emotional songs….

But he's still a jerk.

Sighing, I moved my mouse over the song and clicked it.

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"Namine darling!" my mother shouted from across the airport, sprinting towards me. She slammed into me and picked me up, twirling around.

"Hello, mom. Dad." I greeted, smiling at both. My father was holding the luggage, his normal 'I-don't-give-a-****' expression on his face. He was clad in all black, as expected. My mother was the opposite, dressed in a white dress similar to mine. (A/N- seriously, has anyone seen Stella from final fantasy XIII versus? She looks EXACTLY like an older version of Namine. It freaked me out the first time I saw her.)

"Noctis dear, lighten up! It's our little girl's wedding day!" mother scolded, grabbing one piece of luggage from him. My father huffed in response.

He's not a people person.

I grabbed mom's white carrier from him as well and we left the airport together, loading into my limo, chatting animatedly about the wedding plans. Mother had the same views as me, and she always understood.

Her favorite color was white, mine is white. She had long, shiny blonde hair. I have long shiny blonde hair. She's a smart, carefree person, I'm a smart, carefree person.

Most of the time….

Father, was…yeah. But I inherited my strength from him. He was both mentally and physically strong, so no one really ever bothered him. Besides, his appearance was malevolent; one time Kairi said she thought he was a vampire.

"Here's my house." I announced, stopping in front of my Victorian mansion. Mother had sparkles in her eyes just looking at the grand building.

"Oh, it's such a beautiful house! Late fifties, maybe…good well kept grass lawn, stainless steel chilling gate complete with spikes…" mother sighed. She was a real estate agent, and she always got really close to her work. Rika dropped us off at the front and drove off to the garage, appearing seconds later before us at the door in her maid outfit.

"Rika, could you make tea?" I asked her, and she immediately vanished.

I'm gonna give that girl a raise.

"Here's your room." I said, pointing to our master guest room, set up just for my mother's enjoyment. She squeaked and literally flew into the room, examining every which corner. Father just threw the bags on the bed and sat down, pulling his bid buster sword out and placing it by the bed.

"Dad! You don't need that!" shouted, stabbing a finger at the blade. He ignored me and pulled out a gun and a spear to go with it, positioning them around the room.

"Dad!" I wined, backing away slowly. I had a fear of weapons, even though I literally grew up with them.

"Oh, honey, don't fret. We always come prepared!" mother chirped, pulling her rapier out from thin air. I paled.

"No weapons at the wedding." I hissed. They waved the comment off.

"Mr. and Mrs. Suzumiya!" Riku chided, coming into the room. Mother lit up like a Christmas tree and tackled him.

"Riku! I'm so happy for you! You'd better take care of my little girl!" she squealed. (I say squealed a lot. lol) father grunted.

"Riku! How about we go get some food?" I asked, motioning with my eyes that we needed to leave. He caught on and left with me.

"They are so embarrassing!" I complained, trying to hide my embarrassment. Riku rubbed my back.

"It's fine. They'll be here for a couple weeks, then they'll be gone forever." he comforted. I sighed.

"Just two more weeks…"

"And I'll be Mrs. Namine Kurosawa." I purred, and I noticed that his smile swayed slightly. Wonder why?

"Yes, Mrs. Kurosawa." he said, lost in thought. Something's wrong…oh well. I won't press.

"Hey, Riku? I've got to go back to the company. I need to finish Spiky's music video." I said, scowling. He laughed.

"Good luck, then." he said, and after a quick peck on the lips, ( A/N-just imagine it was Roxas! Ugh…you have no idea how hard it is to deal with this. XD)and ran down stairs, where Rika was already waiting with the limo.

Ninja person.

Definitely getting a raise.

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Arriving at the office, naturally I met the one person I resented the most.

"Sup Loser." he greeted.

"Sup Spiky." I greeted back, scowling.

"Spiky? Really now? That's the best you could do?" he remarked, following me in and closing the door behind him.

"No. but I'm not capable of being cruel to others, unlike you." I countered. That shut him up. He had that distant remorseful look again. He whispered something incoherent under his breath and faced me.

"Hey. All that stuff I did…I'm really sorry. I truly am. I don't care if you never forgive me. I just wanted you to know." he murmured, loud enough for me to hear. I blinked.

"Oh my goodness. You actually can be sensitive." I remarked coldly, turning my computer on and bringing his folders up. I saw him flinch in my peripheral vision and I instantly felt guilty. He backed up into the wall and slid down again, wrapping his arms around his legs and resting his chin on his knees. His eyes were distant.

"Really Namine. Can we please start over?" he whispered, staring at the ground. I bit my lip. He was serious. Dead serious. I've never seen him like this before. He's never said my name.

"This isn't a joke, right? Your not gonna hurt me again?" I asked, skeptical. His eyes shot up to mine and I literally drowned in my guilt. His normally bright, shining ocean blue eyes were greyer, like an ocean trapped in a storm.

"I won't. just….please." he whispered again, breaking away from my gaze. I was so tempted to just run over, wrap him up in a hug and comfort him, but I just sat there.

"Sure." I blurted out. He lit up, surprised, and smiled, a true, genuine, smirk-free smile.

"Cool. I'm Roxas." he said, standing up and raising a hand out. I stared at it and laughed lightly.

"And I'm Namine." I said, shaking his had. He smiled and went back to the wall, sitting down again.

"I can still call you spiky, right?" I asked randomly. I wasn't letting my senior year go that easily. Saying his name still bothered me. He chuckled and nodded.

"Alright Spiky. What did you wanna do for the video?"


alrighto. so is it obvious that Roxas has always liked Nami and Riku's already cheating? if not, i just told you! ;3

so this was pretty much a filler chapter to fill you in on details of high school, her parents, her job, whatever. so yeah. and i made them friends (ish) again! ;3 lets see how long that lasts.

peace out sickas!

ps, everyone is around 25 years old.