I'M BACK IN BLACK (seriously) AND WITH A NEW NAME. CALL ME SHIORI!!!!!!!!!
yeah...for all you oblivious peeps, i was once Melodinami. (just putting it out there...)
Sup peeps! my testing is finally done. (for now, but i'm not dwelling on that) so here's the next chapter fo Yur Dead 2 me!!!!!
proceed with caution. not really, there's nothin bad, not even a swear. but still, proceed with caution.
;)
you could be happy
and I won't know
but you wern't happy the day I watched you go
Chapter 3 Spiky, my bestie friendie
The next day, Spiky was….the slightest bit nicer. He wasn't as mean with the jokes, thank goodness. And he stopped calling me 'Blondie' and started calling me by my name, much to my joy. But for right now, Spiky could have been the most frustrated person in the world.
But his frustration was nothing compared to mine.
"No Spiky! You have to take your jacket off!" I shouted for the fifty bagillionth time today. He glared at me.
"Namine, you realize it's fifty freakin degrees out here?!" he would shout back.
Right now, Kairi, Roxas, Riku, and I are out here on a small, secluded little lake bed filming Roxas's music video for crush.
Yeah, I'm that fast. They don't call me professional for nothing.
"Spiky, look at them! It's fifty degrees outside, and they're in the water!" I shouted back, pointing at my background display. I needed a group of people, posing as 'teenagers' having fun at a country club. I planned it all, and had gathered some of my close friends already, who were splashing each other in the murky water. Roxas scowled at me.
"Why do you want to film this now?!" he asked, reluctantly removing his tan colored jacket. I tapped my foot impatiently.
"Because Kairi wants it done!" I finally screeched, stomping back to the directors chair. Kairi sat inside it, silently watching our squabble in amusement.
"She's right. I need this thing done pronto!" she said through her big, pink megaphone. She smiled and waved at the agitated Roxas.
"Alright, Garnet, Zidane, Rikku, Yuna, Tidus, Roxas, go!" she shouted. Roxas sat on the edge of the bridge and lip synched as the rest of the gang continued their fun. His main love interest in this video was Rikku, a fair blonde-ish, red haired girl. She was spunky and active, and was a distant cousin of mine. She was more than happy to join the video.
Riku was behind the camera, our faithful cameraman and editor. He was also enjoying the scene Roxas and I were creating, thinking it was 'cute'. I was more the less just there to give tips on where things went and how things were done.
"Cut!" Kairi shouted, flinging her self out of the chair picking it up with one hand. "To the Woodland house!"
My background groaned and grabbed towels, their teeth chattering away as soon as they emerged from the lake. Roxas immediately put his jacket back on, and sprinted after Kairi, desperately wanting warm air.
Pansy.
This 'woodland house' Kairi spoke of was actually just an average house surrounded by trees. It belonged to Zidane and Garnet, also known as dagger, who were quite small for their age. And Zidane had a tail….but that's beside the point.
"Alright. Spiky! Come here you pansy!" I shouted, aggravated. I was always strict about these things. Someone had to be, or else they would never be done.
"No! it's freezing! Film the scene inside first!" he would call back. I growled.
"Fine!" I shouted, stepping into the house. In the corner, our set, was a fluffy white couch and a cedar table.
"Sit there." I ordered, pushing Spiky into the spot. He stuck his tongue out at me. In response, I shoved a guitar into his chest and smirked at his pained expression.
"Now, pretend to play that as you sing." I said, walking away and standing behind Kairi. The whole background gang, having dried off and returned to their original outfits, all sat around him, pretending to be happy and having a good time.
"Action!" Kairi shouted through her megaphone.
To my surprise, Spiky didn't pretend to play, he was actually playing. I think everyone already knew most artists played some kind of instrument, but this was a first. Spiky was the first person I've ever met who was musically talented with his voice and his hands.
Except Kairi, of course.
But she doesn't count. She can do anything.
Seriously.
He smirked at me, playing and lip synching, until the scene ended. Kairi, being the strange, beyond hyper person she was, shoved us all outside, and had set up in two minutes. I walked over to Spiky.
"Impressed, I see?" he teased. I rolled my eyes but smiled.
"Shut up and sit on the rails." I commanded, but lightly this time. He smiled.
"See? Now was it so hard to give a nice command instead of barking things at me?" he commented, propping himself on the red railings like I told him too.
"Yes it was. Kairi!" I said, rushing back behind Riku.
"Action!"
So the day rolled by. We filmed only half of the video, but that was more the less expected. It takes about two days to make a video. Right now, Riku and Kairi had returned to the office for some serious editing, and thus forced me to tag along and go home with Spiky. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention…
Spiky, for some unknown reason, had mysteriously lit his hotel room on fire. Don't ask, because he won't tell us anything. So now, because of Kairi and her big fat mouth, Roxas was staying at my house, inside my other guest room. I have a lot of guest rooms, trust me.
I also made sure he was far, far, far away from me and my parents.
"Say Namine? How long does it normally take to make a music video?" he asked me as we started our walk back to my mansion. As my raise, I gave Rika a week off, so my limo was currently unavailable.
"Normally, depending on how much the artist cooperates," he rolled his eyes, "it would take about two days."
"Oh. Ok then."
"Why do you ask?" I pressed, he peeked at me from the corner of his eye.
"Just wondering. I was writing a new song." he answered. I think I lit up.
"OOH! What kind of song?" I asked, excited. I loved music almost as much as art.
"Not telling." he said, sticking his tongue out at me. I pouted and we fell into a comfortable silence.
"Hey Spiky? Who is that song about?" I asked randomly. He stiffened slightly and his eyes roamed around, trying to find something to distract himself. I narrowed my eyes slightly.
"W-which one?" he stuttered, avoiding my gaze. My curiosity flared.
"Crush, dummy." I giggled. He blushed slightly and looked down, speeding up. I struggled to keep pace.
"N-no one." he said, still walking at a speedy pace. I grabbed his arm and stopped him.
"Why on Earth are you rushing? And honestly, I know your lying." I said, picking up the slow pace again. Spiky reluctantly slowed down and walked next to me.
"Who's the girl?" I asked again, trying to look into his eyes. He flushed a dark shade of red.
"T-this g-girl…I m-met in s-second grade…that's when I wrote it." he answered. I pouted in response. (A/N musical genius! Writing a song like crush in second grade! lol)
"Does this girl have a name?" I asked, rolling my eyes.
"Na…"
"Na…?" I pressed. He just blushed more.
"Um… Nanami! Yeah. Nanami…"he said, as if he just saved himself from saying something he shouldn't have been saying. I smiled.
"Aw, little Woxie had a crush in second gwade?" I chuckled, watching his blush creep up again.
"Shut up…" he said, pouting and looking away.
"So, what did she look like?" I pressed, putting my hands behind my back and staring at him.
"She had blonde hair…"
"Yeah…"
"And Blue eyes…"
"Go on…"
"And she always liked white." he finished, looking away again. Odd. He seemed to be describing me. I was a blonde with blue eyes, and white had always been my favorite color since the day I was born. But I hadn't met Roxas until high school…
"She was my best friend." he sighed, sadness entering his tone and his eyes again.
"What happened to her?"
"Not her, me. I moved away to Radiant Garden." he answered sadly. I felt bad for him.
Ew. Why?
"Sorry." I murmured. He shook his head.
"Not your fault. She doesn't remember me anymore anyway." he sighed again. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up.
"How do you know she doesn't remember you?" I asked, curiosity taking over again. His eyes quickly flashed to my face.
"I just know." he replied, and refused to say anything more after that.
"What about the rest of your songs? Who are they about?" I asked after a while. Songs that deep had to have some kind of story behind them.
"Which one?" he sighed, defeated. I smiled.
"A Little Too Not Over You." I asked. He blushed slightly again.
"Skip."
"What? No! that's one of your best songs!" I complained, putting my hands on my hips and pouting. He chuckled.
"Not Telling." he said, mirroring my child like behavior.
"Fine. What about Touch My Hand?" I pressed. I wanted answers.
"I wrote that for my ninth grade talent show." he answered simply. Now that you think about it, I did hear that song somewhere before…but it couldn't have been him. He only moved to Twilight town senior year.
"Oh. Ok then…Falling?" I asked. He shrugged.
"That was after I moved back here, to Destiny Islands. I was kind of in a depression." he replied, hanging his head slightly.
"Why were you depressed?" I asked, my eyes narrowing and my head cocking to the side. We were coming up my lawn now.
"Because you didn't forgive me." he murmured, speeding into the house. I froze.
I was the reason he wrote such a depressing song?
Guilt started flowing through my veins. I did that to him? I had no idea. But….something in my gut just wouldn't let me forgive him for what he did. I went through depression myself because of it. I won't let it go. Never.
I entered the house quietly, tip-toeing up to my room. My parents were out somewhere, probably enjoying the sights, so the house was quiet. I couldn't even hear Spiky, who now resided in the other side of my house.
Way, way, way down there.
Sighing, I just planted my butt on the couch in my living room and watched TV, mindlessly flipping through channels.
Maybe an hour or so later, Riku plopped down next to me.
"Hey, sugar." he greeted, kissing me softly.
"Hi there." I said back, continuing my channel surfing. After about ten minutes of silence, Riku grabbed the remote from my hand and turned the TV off.
"Hey!" I wined, folding my arms over my chest and pouting. He smiled.
"How about we go out for dinner? It's been a while since it was just the two of us." he asked. I lit up.
"Sure! Where to?" I asked, excited. He chuckled.
"How about Neverland's Exotic? They have great Sea food." he prompted. I nodded my head.
"Sure. Let me go get ready; that place is classy." I said, jumping off of the couch and running off. I burst through my door, rampaging my closet again. Finding nothing, I did the most stupidest thing ever to do.
I called Kairi.
"Helloes?" She chirped on the other end. I flinched slightly.
"Kairi…fashion emergency." was all I said, and the other line went dead. I stared at the beeping phone in my hand blankly as Kairi burst in through my door.
"I came as fast as I could!" she huffed, a large dry cleaning bag hanging from her arm. I sighed. She always did this. You get pretty used to it. She thrust the bag into my arms, unzipping it in the process. The white folds glided down to the ground, revealing my garments for tonight.
Kairi arranged a cute outfit. It was pretty normal, but had a classy edge to it. It was acute white dress with a baby blue glow to it, made of silk directly imported from China. It ended just below my knees, and had a soft, tiny baby blue bow wrapped around the waist. It was spaghetti strapped. I threw it one quickly, smoothing the wrinkles out. Kairi nodded her head in approval, grabbing a white hair pin with small strings of fake flowers hanging off of it and using it to pin my hair up into a bun. She snatched a pair of dark blue ballet flats from my closet and threw them at me.
"That makes a good outfit. Oh! I forgot to ask. What's the occasion?" she chirped, sitting Indian style on my bed, curiously emanating from her very being.
"Riku's taking me out to dinner tonight." I answered simply. She frowned ever so slightly but then smiled.
"OK…" she said, looking away, distant. Oh noes. Something's wrong.
"Kairi…what are you planning?" I asked dismally. She just shrugged and waved me away.
"Oh Nothing, Nothing dear. Just run along and have fun!" she said, her normal spunk returning. I gave her one last skeptical look before flying out the door. I heard her say one last thing.
"If only you knew the truth…"
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Dinner with Riku was amazing. I had the best salad I ever will have, while Riku ate his normal lobster dish made just the way he liked it.
"Good?" he asked. I nodded my head enthusiastically. It was heaven…soft, yet crunchy green leaves, spinach and lettuce, with bits and pieces of chicken, croutons and won-ton strips, all topped off with a complicated Chinese dressing. I was having a party in my mouth. Riku chuckled at my expression. We ate in a comfortable silence afterwards; there really wasn't anything eventful to talk about. Of course, towards the end of our meal, both got a phone call, simultaneously at the same time. We both laughed as our ring tones played.
"Hello?" I asked pleasantly into the receiver. A panicked Kairi breathed heavily on the other side.
"Hello?" Riku answered his own phone, a blackberry, and his face instantly clouded with worry.
"Namine! You'd better get over here quick!" Kairi shouted. I cringed away from her voice.
"Kai, what's wrong?" I asked, worried. She huffed.
"No time to explain! Just get over here!" click! Beep…beep…beep…
Ok…
"Alright. I'll be down at the office as soon as possible." Riku said calmly to his phone, pressing the end button. We both sighed.
"Duty calls." he said, shaking the phone slightly. I giggled.
"Ditto. See you later." I said, and we paid the bill and sprinted off on our separate ways.
Running along the sidewalk, stumbling each time my slipper flew off of my foot, I dialed Kairi's number again and waited for her to pick up.
"Hello?" she asked, jubilant. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion.
"Kairi…what's this emergency?" I huffed into the receiver, my tone annoyed.
"Um…um…there's…ROXAS STARTED A FIRE!" she shouted, and I instantly paled.
Then flushed in anger.
"Spiky. Did. What?" I seethed, boiling over. My anger traveled down to my feet, and I started running faster. "What did he do?!"
"He…um…tried…to um….cook." Kairi stuttered, as if trying to find the right words. My suspicion grew.
"Your not making this up, are you?" I asked, running up my lawn and fumbling through the door. There wasn't any smoke; and the smoke detectors weren't going off. Kairi coughed on the other end, then started whispering.
"Well….yes. But since your already here, come over to the west wing. It'll explain everything." she said, ending the call. I sighed, throwing my phone on the counter by the door, then sulked my way over to the west wing.
Spiky's wing.
Coming up the stairs, I heard the soft, melodious hum of a piano reverberating off of the walls. It was soothing, and my anger quickly diminished. I spotted Kairi peeking through the door to my music room. I crept up to her, curiously peeking at what she was looking at. She turned to me and smiled, bringing a finger to her lips and making the 'shhhhh' sound. I rolled my eyes but she let me look.
Spiky was seated at my grand classic black piano, his expression so sad it was painful to look at. He had that same small notebook propped up on the stand in front of him, carefully looking at it every now and then. He would start to play, think he messed up, smack his forehead, then start to play again. Finally, when he thought he got the melody down, which was so depressingly emo, he started to sing, closing his eyes.
"I've been alone, so many nights now.
And I've been waiting for the stars to fall.
I keep holding out for what I don't know
To be with you…
Just to be with you."
It. Was. beautiful. so very emotional, so sweet, so passionate. I nearly squealed in delight at the thought of putting the song on an album and sending it around worldwide, so everyone could hear this Amazing-ness.
"So here I am, staring at the moon tonight
Wondering how you look in this light
Maybe your somewhere thinking about me too
To be with you…
There's nothing I wouldn't do."
There was a meaning behind the lyrics. That's what made it so deep. Sighing in content, Spiky stopped, Scratched his head, and sighed again, walking over to the Balcony window. He opened the door, stepping out and closing the door behind him. Kairi snickered behind me at my amazed expression.
"I think your happy I called you here." she said, closing the door. We both leaned against it. I slapped her lightly on the shoulder.
"No, you pulled me away from Riku!" I said, smiling. She smiled back. "It's ok though. He had to run to the office; emergency." I said. Kairi's smile wavered.
"I see."
"It's a beautiful song." she commented soon after. I nodded my head and closed my eyes.
"It is. I wonder who it's about?" I asked, more to myself. Kairi answered anyway.
"I know who. If only she knew…" she mumbled, sighing. I opened my eyes and stared at her far away look.
"Kairi? What's wrong?" I asked, truly concerned. Kairi never acts like this. Never. She shook her head violently and beamed at me.
"It's nothing. Just forget I said anything." she said, rising to her feet and stalking off quickly. Very suspicious….
I decided to go pester Spiky, saying to as I didn't have anything else to do. I just waltzed in-it was my house- and went straight for the balcony, stepping out into the cool, nigh air. Spiky turned around, surprised.
"Sup Spikes." I greeted, standing next to him. He chuckled once without humor.
"Hello, Namine." he greeted back, staring at the sky. I leaned forward slightly, to look at his face, with my hands behind my back. He was distant, as always, but this time he had a peaceful calm about him. The sea winds tossed his messy blonde spikes around, making them dance in the air. My hair just kept flying into my mouth. After some time, he peeked at my curious expression and cracked a smile.
"What?" he asked, smirking that ever so annoying smirk of his. I stuck my tongue out in response.
"I was just wondering…I overheard your song. Who is it about?" I asked, cocking my head to one side. His smirk vanished, and his face looked depressed again.
"It's no one. It's not like she'll know I'm singing to her." he replied, staring at the stars again. My brow furrowed in confusion.
"What do you mean? It's this Nanami girl, isn't it? Well, if you were besties in second grade, I'll bet she's looking for you." I said, trying to cheer him up. I only made it worse because he flinched at my words.
"I wish you were right." he said, sighing and looking down at the ground.
Awkward. Silence.
"Ok…so…um, Spi- I mean, Roxas? I'm going to bed." I said, smiling at the way his name rolled off my tongue.
Whoa. Back peddle. Your taken Namine, no bad thoughts.
"Aw, you called my by my name." he said in mock sincerity. I playfully punched his shoulder.
"Tomorrow, meet me in Tifa's café. I think I can cover for your lost bestie. So we need to learn a little bit more about each other, skipping High school, of course." I said. He smiled.
"Sure. See you there."
I smiled, slowly stepping back into the house.
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(Roxas POV)
If only she knew she was that second grader. She was my best friend.
If only she knew I fell in love with her that day we became 'besties' as she put it.
If only I didn't move away.
If only she noticed me in ninth grade.
If only she realized I existed through out sophomore and junior year.
If only I didn't do that stupid "I'm-only-mean-to-you-because-I-love-you" thing on senior year, when she finally noticed my presence.
If only she remembered me, 'Roxie' from Mrs. Awakara's second grade class.
If only she knew I didn't pull that nasty prank on her at graduation. Sure, I was in on it, but I was against it. It wasn't my plan. It was Riku's.
If only she knew that Riku had used me to get to her.
But know, she's getting married to him.
If only she knew…he was cheating on her.
If only she knew…that I would never do that.
If only she knew…
That I loved her.
Then my world would be complete.
is it to late to remind you
how we were...
you could be happy
i hope you are
you've made me happier than i've been by far
can anyone guess who's songs Roxie is singing? it's actually fairly obvious. but you should all go and listen to them! they are outstanding. i love DA....
SO YEAH. we got to peek into Roxie's brain today! yippers. so now you know how he feels. it's important really. it leads the story forward. btw, i'm not gonna put anymore of Roxas's POV because it just gets really confusing, and people start hate'n, and yeah and stuff.
i drew a pretty flower today. i'm a happy camper. my drawing skills are pretty limited, so this is BIG. XD
oooooooook. another btw, the song at the end is "you could be happy" by snow patrol. it is the CUTEST little song. go and listen! choppity chop chop!
the FINAL BTW, outside looking in is having a little trouble. i've hit that stupid mother fudger of a wall we call writers block in my brain, so all you peeps out there that read it, soo soooorry for a late update. please understand. DX
lastly, i am so entirely bored. so very bored bored bored bored bored bored vbored boerdoboredobredobredobtredboebbdrboeobeboerbeordrgbeobebdoeroebored.
goodnight....
DON"T LET KATIE FIND YOU!!!!!!!!!!