Five Things
A collection of five Roxas and Namine short stories.
Morning Symphony
Namine awoke to sunlight streaming through her window, illuminating all the white things in her bedroom. She turned her head, yawning, watching the alarm clock that read nine in the morning.
She got dressed, heading down the stairs, when she heard it.
Music.
She tilted her head to the side, confused, as the beautiful music streamed from somewhere in the house.
Was the radio on? Or the T.V.?
She headed into the kitchen, expecting to see her mother with the radio on, when she saw him. A helpless smile spread across her face.
Roxas was playing an electric keyboard she had brought with him, turning to smile at her, the sunlight turning his face to gold. He continued to play until he had finished the melody, then turned and with a flourish handed her a CD.
Namine accepted it, stunned. "You…I…Roxas..."
Roxas grinned. "I wrote that for you." He said simply. Namine just then noticed all the things he must have cooked around the table.
"Roxas!" She said nervously. "What about my parents?"
His shrugged. "They left a note on the fridge there; they'll be back in the afternoon. They're getting groceries or something."
Namine hugged him tightly. "I can't believe you did all of this! How long have you been here?"
"Since about eight in the morning." He smiled smugly.
Namine kissed his cheek. "You're so foolish, you must have been up really early just to make me breakfast!"
"Nah. I would've burned everything prior to the cooking lessons with Olette. But in return Pence and I are going to set Hayner up later today."
Namine smiled, leaning into his arms. "I want to be sure and see that."
He very gently pushed her against the cabinet and kissed her back.
"Now, are you going to go ahead and eat or do I have to make you?"
"Only if you eat with me." She teased.
***
He never ceased to surprise her.
He lived for that pleased, surprised expression on her face.
