Chapter 2: Cooking with the blondies

NAMINE'S POV

"Hey, uhm, Riku, do you want to be my partner?" I skip over to him.

He smiled weakly and sadly, "I can't do this project, I have cleaning duty, sorry Nam." He sighed and took the broom from the closet. "I wish I could, they make sooo much mess. Pigs." Riku grunted and started cleaning around us.

Fine.

I turn around and jumped back. I exhale, loudly. It was only the teacher, but she scared the living daylight out of me.

"Namine, there you are!" She smiled widely. "I was going to ask you if you had a partner, because I have to ask the class, I know that there is not an un-even amount in this class." She stated and turned towards the class. "Who else needs a partner?!" She asked pretty loudly embaressing me as people looked at me with funny eyes.

When no one raised their hands then I sighed to signature that I indeed was the loser no one wanted to be in a group with.I didn't like them staring at me.

The door opened.

ROXAS POV

Great, I wasn't only late to my first class, but also all the ones in-between those, including my last one right now! I hoped that this teacher could cut me some slack for once, where was I headed to again?

Cooking? What hall is the 600 hall? I don't know where that is!

I was ready to give up when I finally saw a sign that pointed towards the 600 halls. Finally, I wouldn't be 15 minutes late, wandering around like some lost dog.

I didn't even know how to cook, so why did I even sign up for this class in the first place? I was no good in this sort of thing. I would probably burn the kitchen down trying to toast a poptart or something.

Yeah, thats how bad I was.

I could hear the teacher speak to the class, I took a deep breath and stepped inside.

She turned to me. "I knew we didn't have an uneven amount of people in this class!" She smiled to herself. "Look Namine, here's your partner!" She said confidently and walked away.

A tiny girl, the shape of an lean angel. SO small and petite, she had soft blond hair that flipped at her side a little over he shoulder, and she was so small! Her eyes pulled me in as she shyly looked over at me.

Wasn't she the one who gave me a lecture about the color orange I asked her for? I was pretty sure she was.

She came towards me first and I was surprised on how small she still was! I mean, she was like a doll.

I took that thought away, thinking it would kind of be insulting. "Hey. Uhm, I'm Roxas Hiyumi." I say shaking her hand.

She looked down at the shaking hands. "I know. You're in my art class." She stated and her lips formed into a tiny smile, making her shine.

I looked like a fool. I just introduced myself to her-again. I must look like a loser to her now. "Oh, yeah." Was all I could say for the moment.

"We're making something for Valentines day." She grumbles darkly. Maybe her boyfriend broke up with her and she hates Valentines day-hold up! I shouldn't think of this. I don't even know if she had a boyfriend. And I shouldn't think this anyways, I hardly know her.

For all I know, she could be mean, rude, and cold hearted.

But maybe she wasn't.

"What are you going to make?" She asks curiously looking over my shoulder on her toes. Ah, yes, I was taller than the tiny little girl.

"I really do not know." I say in a silly and daft tone. Was I making myself stupid in front of a girl? I hope she didn't think I was an idiot.

She laughed under her breath, which was angelic, if you ask.

"You could start at the basics and just make some sort of cookie." She suggests, looking down at the cooking book before her. "I think I'll make one of those very small chocolate cakes. I love detail." She adds and starts grabbing some key ingerdients. "If you need help..y-you-c-can ask." She studdered, what was she nervous about?

I swallow hard and nod before reading some things about what I was attempting to create.

She already had the chocolate cake puffy and up before I even got to finish mixing everything together, of what I believed would turn out well.

She started making frosting for her cake in different color. She was right, the cake was very small. But I bet with her work of her hands, her tiny hands, it would turn out well....

Her bright and big eyes glanced over at what I had attempted, poorly. She restrained a laugh, I could tell by her biting her lip.

"D-Do- you need he-h-help?" She started again turning away from me to breathe.

I nod shamefully and she gracefully took my hands in her tiny ones and showed me how to form my cookie.

"Then you crease it right here," She spoke and I didn't listen to anything she was saying, I was just staring at her hands over mine, showing me how to do this.

How does she get her hands so soft and smooth?

"Then, eventually you stroke over it to make it nice and smooth, so that it wont bug later." She lectured in her cute voice, "There! Now you have a heart shaped cookie." She smiled and returned to her work.

"T-Thank you...you're good at this." I say quietly.

She laughs bitterly, something that didn't sound as nice. "Yeah, well, it's basics...but I like art better."

"I can tell." I blurt and scold myself for saying that.

She dropped what she was doing and looked up at me. "How? How can you tell?" She asked, hands on her hips.

I bet I turned red from my frantic attitude, I didn't mean to offend her! "I-I-I don't know..uhm, sorry." I slurred in a hasty nervous break down.

She giggled at me, "You're funny." She said and continued her artwork on her cake.

I exhaled with urge. She made me so nervous for something she was doing on purpose.

Some girl she is.

NAMINE'S POV

I could not believe that I was actually talking to him.

It just came by with ease. He was nice, so far from what I could tell. My lips just moved and more words came out and it turned into a conversation.

Wow, I thought, that was easy. I am actually capable of having a conversation with him.

Well, yeah, but not without jumping up and down in my heart when he speaks to me. That wasn't possible.

I was pretty satisfied on how my small cake came out to be, it was pretty cute. I liked it. I gave much effort into the designs for it.

"Yours looks good." Roxas said looking over to my creation and then back to his. "Mine looks deformed...." He said as he got the cookie out of the oven.

"That can't be true I-" I pause looking down. "Yeah, it's screwed up..." I mumble and look back up at him, "When's the funeral?"

"Probably now." Roxas shrugs and picks up the cookie.

"I wouldn't do tha-" I try to warn him but to late.

He popped it in his mouth.

In almost an instant he spit it out.

I laugh as loud as I could. "Didn't you know it was going to be hot?" I ask, tearing up.

He frowns jumping up and down. "I hihnt hno!" He struggles (I didn't know).

I laugh some more and hand him gum. "Here, sugar free gum helps a lot." I snort as he places it in his mouth, wrapper and all. But soon spits out the wrapper.

He moans in relief. "That's much better! Thank you." He cries and thanks.

"Your welcome." I wink and start cleaning up. "Come on, work on cleaning this up, I don't want to make Riku have to clean everything."

"Riku?" He asked curiously, but picking everything up and throwing things away.

"Yeah, I'm walking home with him, and I hate it when he has cleaning duty because we usually ride the bus, but not anymore, so we walk home." I explain.

"Oh...so, is he like, your boyfriend or something?" Roxas asked me with a hint of a frown in his voice.

"No, he's my friend, why?" I ask tilting my head.

He shakes his head, "Just asking." He shrugs and grabs his bag. "Uhm, I'll see you later." He waved me good bye and left.

A/N: Wow, I am having fun writing a Namine and Roxas story for once...it astounds me...

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