Lebrezie: Hey guys, for some reason I just have a lot of inspiration to write this story, so I am gonna go with the flow! Haha {it's a fun ride}

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Wild Ride

Chapter 3

"Roxas I don't think I can do this," Namine whined, she was currently one step away from entering the house, and honestly her fear had gotten the best of her.

The door was open and a medley of aromas was flowing through, she plugged her nose and forced herself to open her eyes. The sight was worse than she imagined. Something red was splattered against the door frame and a roll of toilet paper hand unraveled itself right through the entrance.

"You can't really be afraid to enter my house," Roxas mocked, and nudged her gently. She gave him a serious look, and then motioned to the red splatter with her eyes. He chuckled, "You're not quite ready for that story yet." A few of his friends called from inside, but he ignored them and kept his attention on Namine.

She covered her eyes with her hand and muttered, "I think I might get sick." She watched Hoarders, she already knew what the other, more disgusting side was like, she didn't need to experience it first hand.

"Hey Namine," bedhead called. She looked up, and he motioned for her to come closer. She sent him a confused look before hesitantly obeying. Once she was close he bent down and whispered in her ear, "Let me let you in on a secret." Her breath caught, his voice sounded husky and it distracted her. She almost forgot to listen to what he was saying. "The less you think about it, the better it gets."

She was about to completely disagree with him, but the words never escaped her lips. Nope, instead her feet left the ground and her head flung forward. If she hadn't realized that he swept her off her feet, literately, and was now carrying her bridal style, she would have been pissed, but now all she could do was blush.

He smiled up at her and then took a step inside; she held her breath and squeezed her eyes shut. He chuckled at her reaction, "You can breathe, the air's not toxic."

"Yea, that's what you think," Namine muttered angrily. She hated the fact that he made her do knew things, experience different situations that she never thought she would otherwise experience, like stepping inside a frat house for example; yet there was still apart of her that wanted to get to know him, and figure out what made him tick.

"Dude Rox, you'd get married or something?" An idiot called from across the room. Namine rolled her eyes, what an idiotic question. She resisted the urge to spit back a mildly intelligent insult, and instead whispered for Roxas to put her down.

"Are you sure, the dust bunnies might bite you," Roxas playfully forewarned. Her eyes instantly shot to the floor, it was absolutely filthy, even worse than the doorstep, but she couldn't help but notice that people were staring, and that her blush was regrettably growing.

She shook her head, and he muttered, "It's your funeral," he was mocking her, yet it only made her slightly angry. He let her down, and her feet gently touched the floor. She winced, but it only took her a few seconds to bear the grime, and she managed to breathe.

"So you gonna introduce me or not?" It was the idiot again. Namine sent him a glare, honestly, she was taking a step that was equivalent to man's first step on the moon, and all he could think about was meeting her. She was beginning to think that college wasn't designed to gain knowledge, but instead to gradually lose it in dumps like this.

Roxas sighed and muttered, "By the way, this is Hayner," Roxas patted the guy on the shoulder, and he turned to face the two.

Namine took a moment to look at him, and she instantly frowned as she recognized him. "The freak with the football," Namine nodded, and purposely forgot to shake his hand.

Hayner scowled in return, "The bitch with blond hair, it's nice to finally see you again."

Roxas only laughed, "Wow, Namine, you get around faster than I thought." She slapped him for that, unfortunately, it didn't work, because he continued laughing.

"It's not funny, I have been here for a total of five seconds and I am already having second thoughts about breathing the same air as some of these idiots." Namine purposely pointed her hand toward Hayner as she spoke, and he crossed his arms and glared.

"You know Rox, I don't like your freshmen," Hayner said with a skeptical look as he once again checked the poor girl out.

"Well the feeling is mutual," Namine muttered under her breath. "See what I mean," Hayner whispered to Roxas, in a loud enough voice for Namine to hear. He pointed to her not so subtly and acted as if she couldn't hear him, even though she could perfectly.

Namine scoffed and said, "You know what, I don't care if I get lost, I am out of here!" She turned on her heels secretly hoping that her hair whipped them in the faces as she turned, and sped away from the two biggest jerks she had ever met in her life.

Yet when she turned the door was gone as if it had magically disappeared, the air was probably making her hallucinate or something. It didn't take long for her to get lost. The house was big, and dark, and there were people everywhere. Not lying; she could barely move let alone focus on keeping potentially harmful germs from attacking her.

Either her brain was on the fritz or the air really was contaminated with brain-cell killing toxins. In conclusion, she needed to get out of that house; it was actually making her insane.

She made a quick decision, and thought it best to quit moving. Once she figured out where she was, she would have a better handle on where she needed to go. It was simple logic.

She took a seat on the stairs knowing the couch was far too risky. Or so she thought…

Everything happened so quickly, one second it was quiet, almost peaceful, then the next, there was a panicked voice ringing in her ears. "Watch out!" It screamed.

Namine's eyes widened, she turned, saw a mattress flying full force down the stairs directly towards her face, and jumped up.

Somehow instead of getting trampled, she managed to hitch a ride, and when she opened her eyes she found herself on top of the mattress instead of under it. She didn't have time to ponder this occurrence because there were two things that rightfully occupied her mind.

One was how, even though she had safely avoided being trampled, she was now heading full force towards the bottom of the stairs, and ultimately a wall.

And second, even though her life was flashing before her eyes, she couldn't help but notice that someone's hands were securely wrapped around her waist.

The next second was brutal, the mattress hit the wall, and they both fell forward. The guy hit wall first, and Namine not so comfortably landed against his chest.

"Shit dude! That wasn't supposed to happen!" Voices could be heard, and Namine quickly came to the conclusion that she wasn't dead simply because it was illegal to curse in heaven.

"Hey are you ok?" This voice was closer to her, and sounded more intimate. He was speaking softly; later she would discover this was because she had knocked the wind out of him, but for now when she opened her eyes only one thought seemed to register.

His dark blue eyes peered directly into hers and confusion suddenly burdened her mind, after blinking she questioned, "Sora?"

He shook his head, and managed to chuckle, "wow, Namine…we have to stop running into each other like this…"

A small smile fluttered onto her lips and for a moment she rested her head against his chest and let the fast-paced beating of his heart calm her nerves.

She could hear people crowding around, probably excited to see a few broken bones. One of the voices was definitely more familiar than the others, "Sora! What are you doing with Roxas's freshmen?"

This broke Namine's impact induced haze and she jerked her eyes open. A blurry image of Hayner came into view and Namine went into panic mode. If Hayner was here, Roxas was sure to follow. Without thinking she acted quickly and grabbed Sora's hand, "We have to get out of here," she whispered to him in an urgent voice.

He was still too dazed to refuse, so he clutched her hand as she pulled him up and ran for the other room. Namine's mind became one tracked as she searched for any place to hide, a closet came into view and she took the opportunity.

She opened the door and after pulling Sora and herself in closed it just as quickly.

Nothing but silence and the sound of their irregular breathing filled the small, cramped space for a few moments. They listened silently as voices passed by just outside the door. One of the voices was Hayner's, and then later to be followed by Roxas's.

Namine couldn't exactly make out what they were saying, one because everything sounded oddly muffled from inside the closet, and secondly because of the fact that Sora's hand was still in hers combined with the fact that their bodies were pressed against each others was a little hard to ignore.

She decided to break the silence by saying, "Sorry for dragging you in here…"

He chuckled again, and she could physically feel him laugh, "It's alright, if I hadn't died on impact Roxas probably would have killed me." She sent him a confused look and he continued, "Its not exactly standard procedure to mattress dive on the first night of college."

She nodded in agreement and couldn't help but notice that the moonlight shining in through the small closet window reflected in his eyes. Sora struggled with his hands; there wasn't really any place to put them except of course, on her hips. She blushed and then noticed that her hands were resting on his chest.

This is one of those situations where if it wasn't completely awkward it would be very romantic, but seeing as this was Namine; it was of course the former and therefore very awkward.

In desperate search for conversation Sora asked, "So what brings you to a frat party? You didn't exactly seem like the type." Namine sighed as she remembered the nights past events, and then muttered, "Well, I was practically dragged here against my will by one of the biggest jerks known to man kind."

"That explains it," Sora held back a chuckle and then muttered, "I almost forgot it was find-a-freshmen night."

"Yea, I realized about the 'cute alliteration' a little too late," Namine mocked, and then sighed at the thought of Roxas. In an unconscious attempt to get him out of her head she asked, "So, where's your freshman?"

Sora chuckled and shook his head, "You're looking at him. I'm not a member of the house, just a want-to-be pledge."

She nodded in understanding, and then something on his forehead caught her eye. It was shiny and red. Her eyes suddenly widened in shock, "You're bleeding!"

He motioned for her to keep her voice down, and she nodded before whispering, "Your head." She lifted her hand and touched it to his forehead, the blood was mostly dry, but he was sure to have a cut somewhere under his hair.

"That's not good, you have to take care of that," She informed. She wanted to be a nurse, and this was the kind of one-scene experience she needed.

"It will be fine," he shrugged and attempted to hide the small blush forming on his cheeks.

"With the number of germs infesting this place it will be infected within the hour, I won't let you die Sora."

He raised his eyebrow, "Aren't you being a little dramatic?"

"I took first aid; you could potentially grow another limb or something utterly disgusting."

"Fine," he agreed with a smile, "but how do you expect to bring me back from the brink of death from in here? He asked with a bit of curiosity.

Namine thought for a moment before asking, "Do you think it's safe to leave?"

He answered by cracking the door and peeking outside, "coast is clear, everything has resumed normality, the operation is a go."

She sighed and grabbed his hand, "Stop mocking me," she whispered before pushing open the door and sneaking through.

Somehow the two managed to make it to the kitchen without being spotted, and Namine was now attempting to nurse Sora back to heath.

In other words she was putting ice on his head. "Hold still! This will help stop the bleeding!" She argued. "But its cold!" Sora protested. Namine sighed and shook her head.

"Sora!" A male voice called, Namine's eyes widened, it was Roxas, and she instantly dropped to the floor behind the counter Sora was leaning against. "What the hell?" Sora asked and looked down at her as he held the ice against his head.

Namine shushed him just in time because before the next second passed she heard Roxas's voice again, except this time it was closer.

"Dude, Sora, what the hell?" Roxas asked casually. Namine could picture his smug self, leaning against the other side of the counter. He probably had that know-it-all smirk on his lips, and that tasseled, 'I just jumped out of bed' look in his hair.

She disliked every part of his being, even his finely chiseled biceps.

"Look Rox, I am sorry, but mattress surfing seemed like a really good idea at the time," Namine looked up at Sora, while he held the ice with one hand; he nervously scratched the back of his neck with the other.

"And what did you learn from this whole ordeal?" Roxas asked, again using that same know-it-all tone he used with her earlier.

"Safety first?" Sora nervously answered, it was obvious that Roxas was superior, and the fact that Sora wanted to pledge this house made his situation rather compromising.

"No," Roxas answered rather quickly, the tone in his voice suddenly became rather frustrated, "I really don't care about mattress surfing, that is fine, the number one rule in this house is: never, and I mean never, take someone else's girl."

Sora gulped, and Namine could tell he was having a hard time resisting the urge to look down at her. Thankfully, Roxas continued his statement without giving Sora a chance to explain.

"I have confirmed sources that you trampled my date, where is she, because damn Sora, if you killed her and then buried her body in the walls I have the right to know about it." Namine couldn't help but blush, it almost sounded like he cared about her.

Sora nearly choked on his drink, and muttered, "Date?" But Namine hardly noticed his shock; she was too busy trying to figure out if his drink was harmless water or the sinful substance.

"Besides, all the guys are teasing me about the fact that I can't control my freshmen." Scratch that pervious thought, he actually was a horrible person that didn't care about her at all.

"Well, I might know…" Namine kicked Sora in the shin; he looked at her quickly before redirecting his glance forward. "I mean, maybe she decided to go home," Sora apprehensively suggested. Namine looked up at him, and resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

Roxas really did have the power over him, the poor guy. Sora's expression suddenly changed and he yelled, "Wait where are you going?"

Namine pictured Roxas, walking off casually, and then turning to respond with some smart-mouthed comment about how he needed to find another freshman before the night was over. What he actually said threw her for a loop, "I have to find her, to make sure she is ok; tell the guys where I am, see ya bro." Her mouth fell open, and she suddenly felt guilty for hiding from him.

She waited till the retreating footsteps faded completely before she cautiously stood up. Sora sent her a dumbfounded smile, "woah that was a close call." Namine ignored his last comment because one question was consuming her mind. She needed an answer, so she turned to Sora and asked, "Did he just call you bro?"

He nodded simply; it was obvious he was unable to understand how important this realization was to her. "Please tell me that that's some kind of fraternity lingo."

He shook his head again and said, "No, not really, he called me that because I'm his brother."

Her eyes widened, as everything seemed to piece together. It explained why Roxas was near the freshmen dorm, it explained why Sora was at the frat party, heck it explained why they looked alike.

Sora laughed at her reaction, because he obviously found it amusing, "You know Namine, brothers, as in grew up together, share a mother, all that jazz."

She wanted to say that he was an idiot and that of course she knew what being brothers meant, but the words never left her lips because suddenly her body became very heavy and her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she fell to the floor.

This wasn't supposed to happen, she wasn't supposed to stay in college, yet she did. She wasn't supposed to go to a frat party with a junior, who despite his lack of manner was attractive, witty and older. She wasn't supposed to meet a funny, adorable freshmen, and then develop possible feelings for him as well.

This is Namine, it was her first night at college, and instead of learning something she had become considerably confused. And to add to the embarrassing factor, she didn't even faint due to drinking, instead she fainted because she realized that two completely opposite, yet similarly attractive people were brothers.

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Lebrezie: Hola readers! Hope you guys liked the chapter, haha it was fun to write! Especially the scene when Namine as eavesdropping on Roxas and Sora's conversation. Haha

Ps. I kinda took this idea from a real-life experience (not the frat party part) but hitting a guy in the head. Yea, somehow I managed to hit a guy in the head with a staircase; I never cease to amaze myself. Anyway, it started bleeding, I felt horrible…

I hope he forgives me…

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