A/N: Curse my wandering interest. Next chapter of whatever I want will be up whenever I feel like it. Don't own Kingdom Hearts or Final Fantasy so let's just move on shall we? Also Ive edited the previous chapter so it makes more sense.

Chapter 2: Developing Bonds.

Honestly time didn't go by as fast as Felix would have thought it would now that he could actually relax and have fun for once. Namine had asked him how long it had been when he accidentally let it slip during the last trip to the outside world before they got caught. Figured Saix would be watching Halloween town the one time they decided to have a little fun. It had only been their second real outing to different worlds but when given the choice she had quickly agreed to staying in the castle as long as Felix stayed as her watcher. She was determined to solve the mysteries around him. She didn't know the reason but something about him triggered an urge to learn more, she needed to know more.

Of course had Felix known just how clever the so-called "witch" was, well then he might have decided it would have been better to keep his mouth shut. As it was though each new conversation brought a new slip up that she appeared to ignore and he never noticed. So the talks went on. The most important piece of information Namine had been given was revealed quite early on in her quest for understanding.

It had been only two days after they had been properly restricted to the castle, only four days after they had actually met, and in that time they had both relaxed around each other a considerable amount. For Namine that meant nothing more than letting him see what she drew and explaining what he didn't recognise, which was surprisingly little considering the source of the images she drew, and talking should she feel like it. For Felix though it meant ditching the black robe completely. According to him he didn't need it if he wasn't going to travel through the darkness to go to outside worlds. Namine had tried to convince him that he didn't need to stay but he wouldn't listen. So he had moved in and ditched the robe for a light blue shirt. Sometimes red but mainly blue. It was quite a shock the first time she had seen him without the cloak. He was nowhere near as muscled as Lexaeus but just looking at him dressed normally made her feel safe. It was a feeling Namine had trouble finding a reason for but it was there all the same. Of course Felix just smiled at her and commented on how grateful he was that his body stayed mostly the same since he was turned into a Nobody. The light tan would have faded long ago and the lack of actual food would probably have caused him to waste away to just bones. As it was his light brown hair and dark blue eyes just seemed to fit him so much better when out of the cloak.

Having reached his late-twenties when he was turned meant Felix didn't noticeably age much. Another thing Namine would not have known had he not decided to keep talking after showing up dressed normally. It was almost like he was trying to get her to talk about how she came into existence. But he already knew that didn't he? He had to in order to know who she was. Why would he want her to talk about something he already knew? While his age and disdain for the cloak were pieces of the puzzle, as well as his determination to sleep in the white castle and not leave, the biggest hint that day was his reaction to her latest drawing.

She didn't know why but the image in her mind since she woke up was the scene when she was made. The final keyhole in the background, Kairi limp on the floor and Sora holding the keyblade of hearts while his friends were watching him. He had walked behind her as he always did and looked over her shoulder while his hand rested on her chair. Whenever any other members of the Organisation had gotten that close she would flinch or freeze up. With Felix she was a lot more comfortable doing neither of those things. She was about to explain this drawing since he was never silent if he knew of them but stopped when she felt his hand move. Turning to look she noticed his knuckles clenched tightly on the edge and when she turned her focus to his face it was to notice that his face had gone pale and was staring intently at the picture.

Namine didn't know what it was about this picture but she could tell that, whatever it was, it was hurting him. No longer feeling the need to have that scene as a picture she tore it out of her pad and crumpled it up. "You didn't have to do that." Felix tried to sound normal but his voice shook and sounded much softer than the confident happy tone he always used.

"I no longer needed it… It served its purpose…" Namine didn't look up at Felix, deciding to focus on the first ever drawing she had destroyed clenched in her hand, until he patted her shoulder and moved off.

"I suppose it did." She just caught the slight smile on his face as he left before looking back at the crumpled paper. Namine was tempted to smooth it out and look over it to see if she could discover just what had shook him up so much but instead she tossed it into the waste bin and thought of something else to draw. Deciding not to draw anything that showed similar sad events Namine filed away that reaction in hopes it may help her. Of course a bigger piece of the puzzle, had she only noticed it, would be how she avoided any drawings of Kairi with her heart gone as if by some hidden instinct to avoid hurting Felix again.

Namine was starting to worry about Felix, even if she hadn't been curious about his past or the way he acted around her, his silence in the week after the incident with the drawing was starting to make her uneasy. There was something wrong with him being silent. He had even started wearing his cloak again and began leaving at nights. She had told him that he could go whenever he wanted but now that he had she was sad. When a few more days had passed, during which he rarely even put his hood down around her, Namine was starting to panic. She was so certain she had done something wrong and wanted to make up for it that she had drawn pictures not based on the memories she glimpsed from Sora. It was the first of the few times she would draw something not directly based on a memory. Well in this case the first drawing was a memory but one of hers.

The first picture she made was when they went out to eat. She didn't notice how she drew Felix holding her hand, deciding to move onto their short time in Halloween town. Then, using Sora's memories as a guide, she drew the two of them in the differing worlds he had promised to take her too while they had been eating. She was so focused on finishing them all for when Felix got back tonight that she didn't notice how he was holding her hand in each of them. He had only grabbed her hand once, on that first day, and had let it go immediately after they exited the dark corridor. Yet it was still a prominent feature of each of the pictures.

A plan in mind Namine gathered the pictures into a pile and walked into the room Felix was using. Sitting on the edge of his bed she decided to wait. No matter how long it took for him to return she'd wait up for him. Hours past and she needed to get up and pace to stop herself from dozing off. It got even later and for the first time Namine actually felt like a young child. She sat back down onto the bed harder than she did when she first entered the room and looked at the pictures again, finally noticing the hand holding but being too tired to figure out the reason. Even more time passed and, unable to resist the urge anymore, Namine crawled up and collapsed onto the pillows.

She was fast asleep when Felix returned. She didn't stir when he carefully removed her drawings for him and put them into frames the castle provided. She didnt make a noise when he tried to wake her. The only response she made was when Felix picked her up, choosing to snuggle into him. She didn't notice when he tucked her into his own bed and she definitely didn't feel the kiss on the forehead but it did bring her a bit closer to wakefulness. Just enough to hear when he said

goodnight but she fell back asleep before she heard what he said after. She wouldn't have remembered when she woke up anyway. All she would know is that she fell asleep and woke up to see one of the pictures she made sitting framed on the bedside table. She would walk out and find Felix sitting where he normally did when she was drawing, dressed in the light blue shirt again with the coat nowhere in sight. He'd smile and thank her and it would be put out of her mind.

Unfortunately, the two didn't have much time left before the Organisation set another plan in motion. In fact, it would take all but a day before she figured out everything. If she hadn't things may have ended a lot differently for him.