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Wild Ride

Chapter 2

"So, Namine, isn't it about that time," Kairi not so subtly mentioned as she flipped through the pages of this months teenvogue.

Namine responded without looking up from her computer, "I'm not going." The hour was regrettably nearing seven, which is the time Namine was supposed to meet a very annoying, and infuriating blond upperclassman outside her dorm.

Key word here: supposed to, in other words, there was no way in hell she was even changing out of her cozy pajamas.

Kairi wined for the umpteenth time that hour, "but Namine! This could be your happily ever after." Namine rolled her eyes before sending Kairi a glare.

"Give me one reason why I should reward him, for his repulsive actions, by showing up." Namine stated. Kairi's persisting started the moment bedhead left the room, and it hadn't stopped since. Honestly, the fact that Kairi wouldn't shut up was almost as annoying as the idiot's own actions.

"Well, for one, he is unbelievably attractive, besides he's older, and he knows things that common freshman don't," Kairi's smirk was all too sick on her lips, and Namine sent her a disgusted glare before shaking her head. "Kairi, that's a reason not to go with him."

Kairi only laughed and said, "Oh, Namine, you're so naïve." Namine didn't speak, but instead responded by turning up her music.

After skimming the last pages of her magazine Kairi left the room. Namine sighed thankful for the quiet, but she knew better, Kairi would be back soon most likely with a mountain of clothes in her arms.

It didn't even take her two minuets. Kairi was back before Namine could devise a good enough plan to escape. She didn't greet Namine, instead she threw something at her and said, "Blue v-neck and ripped jeans."

Namine pulled the jeans off her face and casually threw them on the ground. Kairi only smirked before walking over to pick them up. She held the jeans in front of Namine's face and said, "I heard Yuffie and Leon down the hall, its bad, you probably only have minuets, and your not welcome in my room, so you better get dressed."

Panic suddenly filled Namine's mind as thoughts of Yuffie and Leon, together, just feet from where she was sitting now, flashed before her eyes.

She could not be here when they arrived; it would be awkward, not to mention completely traumatizing, and Namine just wasn't ready to face her unruly, to put it nicely, roommate yet.

Namine glared at Kairi before practically ripping the jeans out of her hands and stomping angrily towards the bathroom. She threw the clothes on without glancing at her appearance, and left the room without telling Kairi goodbye.

She trudged down the stairs, mumbling angrily to herself, and then opened the door. Suddenly cool, crisp air tickled her skin; she was on the brink of smiling, but his voice penetrated her world, and instead of a smile a frown plagued her lips.

"You're late," He simply said, and met her under the light of a lamp post. She glanced at him quickly and analyzed his appearance. Thankfully he had changed his shirt, and he no longer looked like he had just come out of a six month coma; it was an improvement, and unfortunately Namine couldn't help but notice.

"You're lucky I showed up at all." Namine forced herself not to make eye contact. As much as she hated herself for it, he was cute, but no worries she knew it was a completely insane thought. Go ahead and say it, she was crazy, but in her defense, listening to hours upon hours of Kairi rambling could do that to you.

Suddenly she felt the tips of his finger tips rest lightly on her forearms and she nearly jumped. Just as she realized he was behind her he whispered in her ear, "You don't mean that." She crossed her arms before turning to face him, and then glared, "trust me, if I had my way, I would be in my pajamas, reading a book, in a place very far away from you."

He took a few steps back with an expression of mock hurt on his face, "Wow, Namine, that really hurt," He wept sarcastically before shrugging and turning.

She glared, deciding to ignore his mockery and crossed her arms, "How'd you know my name?" Namine asked as he turned. He ignored her, not that she didn't expect anything better, but it still didn't make it, it being this unfortunate and almost compromising situation, any less frustrating. He began to walk away, so she asked, "Where are you going?"

He turned around and began walking backwards as he talked, "Follow me, and you will find out." He winked, and then with a turn of his heals began walking forward again.

"Fat chance," she mumbled before calling, "I wouldn't follow a stranger, let alone a strange idiot." She held her ground and watched as he stopped, turned, and looked straight at her.

He chuckled to himself, "again with the amusing insults," he smirked, "you should curse, add some bang to those insults, then people would take you more seriously." He shook his finger at her as if he was lecturing her about picking her nose in public.

"I don't curse," she answered plainly, before turning her back to him. She stood there, arms crossed, for a moment. She wanted to hate him, yet the only thought that seemed to cross her mind was that it was rude to ignore someone, even if they were being a complete jerk. It was moments like these when she hated the fact that her parents practically programmed good nature into her genetic makeup.

Suddenly his voice was right in her ear, "and I normally don't kidnap innocent freshman, but hey, there's a first time for everything." She turned around almost instantly, firstly because the fact that his breath hitting her ear was weird and something she didn't want to admit she liked, and secondly what he said surprised her.

He grabbed her wrist, and chuckled at her shocked expression, "Namine, I was only kidding, but really, come on, I have something to show you." His hand slipped from its hold on her wrist and suddenly became tangled within her own fingers.

She blushed instantly, and subtly attempted to peek at him. He caught her in the act and she blushed further. Why was it that at times like these when Kairi's nearly obnoxious voice filled her ears? She already had more of this guy than she could handle, she didn't need Kairi's insistent remarks about how cute he was floating around in her head.

"Wow Namine, you hands are really warm, you must be a pretty busy girl," He smirked, and then winked at her. She scoffed and instantly ripped her hand and from his.

She glared at him before stating, "If I cursed, I would call you so many fowl names."

"Trust me, if I could, I would do so many things to you too," He said, winking at her again. She slapped him on the shoulder, but he simply laughed it off.

"Namine, really, you should lighten up, it was a joke." She ignored him and continued to stare at the moving ground. Wait, moving? As in, she was walking with him? No way. She stopped abruptly. That sneaky bastard, she sent him another glare before looking up at her surroundings.

She sighed hopelessly, wonderful. Not only was it dark, but she had no idea where she was, and knowing her luck, she had no idea how to get back either.

He chuckled slightly, as if he was sharing a joke with himself, before saying, "You know, I'm beginning to think that 'joke' isn't even in your vocabulary."

"And I am beginning to think kidnapping isn't in yours," she spat, and he chuckled, "actually I am fully aware of that term, learned it just last week, I'm sure your parents would be so proud of me." His smirk widened, "Maybe I should call them up right now, and tell them what their lovely daughter is doing." He pretended his hand was a phone and held it to his ear….and then he began to make a really obnoxious ringing noise.

Namine sighed and then pulled his hand away from his face, thankfully the ringing stopped, "please just take me back." She sounded defeated. When she said that she would rather be in her pajamas reading, she meant it. Today was tiring, and all she really wanted to do was sleep.

In fact, she was so tired that the poor girl didn't even realize that they had begun walking again. "It's a little too late for that," He said, almost too cockily. He glanced to his right as a large smirk grew on his lips.

"And why is that?" Namine questioned, suddenly very suspicious. She looked around in attempt to survey her surrounds. Granted it was dark, but this place looked oddly familiar, it was as if she had been here on a tour once…yea, it was coming back to her now. This place looked just like fraternity row…

Suddenly his voice penetrated her anxious thoughts by saying, "Here we are, home sweet home." He reached out his arms and motioned to the scenery. She sighed, houses and frat boys, it really was a magnificent sight.

Namine's mouth fell open and she sent an evil glare towards her left, "You took me to a frat house." She hissed through clenched teeth.

People called his name from inside, and he waved at them, before turning to Namine to explain. "Its find-a-freshman night, get it, its alliteration; all the guys thought it was...how would you say it…cute," He quickly concluded, the tone in his voice was taunting, as if he had just won a game she didn't even know they were playing.

He subtly attempted to grab her hand, but she pulled it away, "first of all, if you think I would step foot into a place with more infectious diseases than a hospital then you don't know me at all." She was seriously angry now. He had specifically said he wanted to take her to a place, which to her clearly implied something civilized and remotely sanitary. Instead he took her to a frat house, a place that fulfilled neither of those categories, but instead fit the descriptions of a slowly decaying third world country.

He looked at her, and attempted to suppress a smile, "Your right, I really don't know you, but then again, that's the point of dating isn't it?"

It took her a few moments before her triumphant smile slid from her lips. She was too caught up in the fact that he had admitted she was right to completely comprehend the rest of his sentence.

Yet after a few moments, her eyes widened and a blush instantly fell onto her cheeks, "This is not a date," she practically stuttered. Aliens could have sped into the atmosphere, kidnapped half the world's population and she still wouldn't have noticed because her mind was too busy collapsing in on itself.

"hmm, lets recap," he muttered and began to rub his chin, "its Friday, you're wearing nice clothes, I picked you up at seven, and now I am taking you to a party," he shook his head and smiled, "yep, sounds like a date to me," he concluded triumphantly.

Her eyes instantly shot to her clothes, and after glancing at her outfit Namine immediately began to send Kairi thoughts of hatred. Kairi was the one that insisted she'd look nice, heck, if it was up to her, she probably would have shown up in her pajamas, with a comforting book in hand, and the intention to walk right back inside. But no, not only had Kairi somehow convinced Namine to meet the idiot who practically stole her luggage, but she was also the reason why she was about to go to a frat party on her first night at college.

"So Namine? Are you up for the challenge?" He said, once again breaking into her rambling thoughts. She shook her head as a confused expression adorned her features.

He chuckled and repeated, "I dared you to have fun, are you up for the challenge?"

She sighed and looked at him, her resolve was slowly breaking and she knew it, "I don't even know your name."

"Roxas," he suddenly said, before extending his hand, "it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." She took it with a weary look; in her mind she was weighing her options.

Decline his offer, and risk the possibility of wandering the campus all night or play into his game and get home safe.

Not gonna lie, but those were both horrible options.

Namine bit her lip and warily asked, "If I go with you will you promise to take me home, I have no idea where I am," She bargained, hoping he would take the bait. "Deal," he said, and continued to shake her hand, as if he was sealing the deal.

She smiled to herself and cleverly mentioned, "You never said how long I had to stay…" she glanced up at him, excited to have beaten him at his own game.

He sent her a smirked and he slugged an arm over her shoulders as they walked up the yard, "Trust me, I've already got you hooked."

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Lebrezie: Hey Guys! Hope you liked the chapter! I know it is super short, but I just thought it fit, you know, besides, I don't really want to write more right now…

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