A/N: No reviews yet makes me sad. :L Anyways, here's Stone. First or second time writing Namine...And with Roxas... I very much enjoy making them both miserable. They always get the short end of the stick. :D
Witty disclaimer is witty.
Theme:
Stone
Pairing:
RoxasxNamine or Roxas & Namine Friendship
Warning:
Previous character death
The day was chilly, little shivers and puffs of visible breath, and bundled up beside an almost blank stone sat a blond child. Woman now really, this was the ninth year she has visited. This same day, once a year. She never brought anything, no flowers, gifts, or knick knacks other cemetery-goers would usually bring for loved ones.
But she would cry. Unliike the gift bearers, she would sit. Sit, talk, and weep. She spoke of what could have been, whys, whatifs, and coulda, shoulda, wouldas. She asked questions, never the exact same, but all throwbacks to 'why?' She would sit, stare at the sky, and as if it was a reminder, it would make her cry.
Her fingers traced the name, weathered and now illegible, engraved into the stone.
Clenched fists rubbed almost-tears away. She closed her eyes, leaning over the simple gray stone. Every year, every visit, it would erode. Just a little bit. Just like he did.
Blond locks fell away from her face as she stared at the sky. She glared at that deep blue, so like his eyes, before slamming a fist into the ground.
"What did I do? Was it even me? Why'd you leave?"
She stared, unblinking, unwavering, even as tears dripped from her eyes. They sank into stone, wetting it, shading it. Just enough to see the name.
"Roxas."
Next up is Lies. It done. Typed and ready. Five reviews people...it's not that much D: