Ocean Avenue

I remember the look in your eyes
When I told you that this was goodbye
You were begging me not tonight
Not here, not now
We're looking up at the same night sky
And keep pretending the sun will not rise
Be together for one more night
Somewhere, somehow

All of his bags were packed and stacked by the door and he was all ready to get going. Naminé was going to pick him up and they would be off to the airport. They had decided they were going to deal with a relationship on the go wherever he was she was with him and that was all that mattered. She pulled up in front of his house and his eye caught her as he pulled out all three suitcases to stuff in the trunk of her red sedan before piling himself in beside her.

"I can't believe you're leaving today," she mumbled as she shifted gears and pulled away.

"Nam..." he responded bluntly, "I don't want to leave."

"Why?" she forced a smile, "Roxas, this is great for you... great for the band."

"Let me rephrase that: I don't want to leave you," the blonde boy reached scratch the back of his head, "At least reconsider coming out with us... tour with us. Stay with me."

"Roxas..." the petite girl drummed her fingers on the wheel, "You know..."

"You keep saying you can't just leave, but what if you did? You can just leave with me, we'll go away together!"

"Roxas," she whispered is name, "I can't leave."

"You and I could run away from all this... we could leave and run away and I wouldn't have to leave you."

"Roxas!" her delicate lips hissed his name making him choke on hers.

"Naminé," she hit the gas, pushing him back in his seat. Barely keeping below the speed limit, Naminé sped towards the airport in angry silence. Roxas was frightened at his girlfriend's new demeanor even as she slowed down at the approach of the airport drop off.

"Call me when you land," her blue eyes never left the road in front of her, refusing to look at Roxas.

"Nami..." he reached his hand to her's and gripped it tightly, "This is our first goodbye... not our last. Don't make it worse than it already feels."

"Worse? You think it's worse for you!" her fingers gripped the wheel before she looked up at him and his heart felt wounded, "Why can't you stay? Why do you want to take me when you should be here with me?"

"But you said..." he sucked in a deep, tearful breath.

"I know what I said," a tear left her eyes, his heart shattered completely, "Can't you wait to leave? One more night or two?"

"You know I can't do that... I've pushed this back as far as it can go..." Roxas squeezed her hand.

"So I guess this means I'm going to have to say it even if I don't want to," he leaned over, pulling her close and kissing each of her tears away.

"Don't say it if it hurts too much," he whispered, "We will be together no matter where I am. I promise my love." He reached into his pocket and pulled out her charm before kissing her softly, "I'll miss you Nami."

"I'll miss you too."

***
His eyes popped open and he could feel he was squeezing something tight in his left palm. The tour bus jogged back and forth, waking him up from his dreams... or memories. Roxas looked to his hand seeing the star-shaped charm in his hand. There were cuts where the points of the star had slice into his skin from his tight grip. Once again, it was early in the morning but they were on the move from one city to the next. He pushed himself from the small bed and hobbled to the mini fridge for some ice.

"What are you doing up?" red headed figure was hobbling from his own bed.

"Go to bed Axel," he removed the star and placed it in his pocket to replace it with a small icepack.

"I would but someone is making noise crashing around out here."

"Sorry," the blond clenched is hand on the pack before sitting on the couch with both legs up.

"So as I said, what are you doing up?" Axel went to the refrigerator himself and pulled out a half full bottle of champagne.

"I just had another dream about Nam," his blue eyes drifted to his hand, "I was holding this." He lifted the charm.

"Why don't you just call her and tell her you miss her?" he took a swig of champagne, "You both are being very stubborn about talking to each other."

"I can't..."

"Why not? You both love each other and you're making it way too hard on yourselves," he flicked his red hair, "Besides, you are all mopey whenever we travel. Just tell her you miss her."

"It's not that easy..." he looked out of the window and into the night sky.

"Why?"

"I don't know okay... it's just not that easy. I want to be with her and she won't come with us once. I need her man, but how the hell am I supposed to tell her that when she's not even here with me," his blue eyes searched the sky, "I know we'll be together again... but when?"

"Just tell her. That's all I can say to help you here," Axel knocked back a third of the bottle's contents, "Here, drink. Don't tell Boss-Man since it's not too legal."

"Why not?" nineteen years old and he was mourning his failing relationship, he needed a drink. His turquoise eyes squinted at the bottle before he went to lift it to his lips. Something stopped him, her image was once again beside him in his mind but it was more faint. He couldn't remember all the little details anymore her voice was but a generic sound to his ears and his heart ached to hear it once again. Her image reached to his hand and the small fingers fell on the star. Tears fell from his closed eyes and he lifted the bottle and drank, praying the moon wouldn't fall that night.

I had to get really sad to write this. I hope you liked it.

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