Roxas and Naminé had decided to become friends almost four months ago, after both seeing Riku and the other girl together. It was never spoken out loud, of course, the friendship. They both slowly started speaking to each other again, even if it was different the second time around. Naminé realized it was better to have him in her life, even if friends were all they could ever be again. It helped that Roxas knew about Riku too. Had Naminé been the only one to see it, the pure agitation of owning the secret on her own would have undeniably consumed her until she went crazy. Naminé had made effort after effort to try and tell Kairi about Riku, but time and again Kairi would corroborate happiness greater than the day before when she was with him. Truthfully Naminé didn't have the heart to tell her cousin, and best friend, that they guy she loved had been with another girl.

That's why she hadn't said anything.

It was cruel, in a way. Naminé knew this huge, terrible secret that she literally couldn't tell, and she kept it even though she was making it worse each day that nothing was said.

Naminé sat on her balcony, soaking up as much sun as she could get before Kairi found her sitting there doing nothing. She could hear Kairi in the living room with Riku testing out music for the night. Ever since two days ago when Kairi had gotten to see Riku she was in an all-around better mood. In fact, in the last forty-eight hours Kairi had only threatened to kill Naminé once, a pleasant deviation from her usual three or four death threats a day.

In order to "re-cleanse her life," Kairi had decided to host a friendly party in the apartment. And unless Naminé wanted to sleep on the street for the next two weeks, she had to help Kairi get ready. Naminé's chore list included the painting of a beautiful banner, designing the overall theme of the party, and writing personal invitations to the guests. In fact, it seemed like the only thing Naminé didn't have to do was hand-blow the crystal dining glasses.

"Naminé? Where are you?" Kairi came traipsing down the hall, high heeled boots clanking against the wooden slats of the laminate pergo.

Naminé sighed and took off her white hoodie, revealing her soft blue tank top and white beaded skirt, allocating the warm beams to shine directly onto her skin. "In here." she said.

Kairi back stepped and walked into Naminé's room. She put her hands on her hips and scowled. "Would you come here, please? After all, there is work to be done."

Naminé got up and followed her cousin into the living room where Riku was banging his head along to some tune on the stereo. "Like this one, babe?" he asked Kairi.

Kairi nodded like she actually cared. "Amazing." she beamed. Riku smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Oh listen to this, Naminé." Kairi frequently used hand motions to fully express whatever she was saying. Whenever she spoke she demonstrated exactly what she was talking about. This moment was not excluded. "Imagine this on our banner." She put her hands high in the air, framing an invisible headline. "'We put the a-party! In a-partment!" she flashed a toothy, proud smile. "Or maybe, 'We won't be-little."

Naminé furrowed her eyebrows and stared straight ahead, unsure of how to answer.

"You're brilliant, babe." Riku kissed the side of Kairi's face as she giggled.

Naminé put on a smile. "Well. I'm just going to let you two... whatever." She slowly backed out of the room and left Riku to deal with Kairi and her terrible puns.

"Dress nice!" Kairi yelled after her.

"Uhhh." Naminé fell on her bed and groaned. She was already tired, and the party didn't start for another five hours.

"Psst." a voice floated from Naminé's open window. Something that sounded like a rock hit the top of the glass.

Naminé got up and opened her window the rest of the way, bathing her room in the warm mid-afternoon summer glow. It felt so nice, Naminé was tempted to lay in it and never move again. She looked down at the ground.

She smiled broadly when she saw who it was. "You want one more room to the left." she yelled.

"Damn!" Sora called back. He ran his hand through his hair in thought. "Is she here?" he asked.

Naminé opened her mouth to speak, but shut it. Instead she nodded. "But she's a little busy right now." she said, deciding it was for the best not to tell him about Riku.

Sora nodded in understanding and looked down at the street.

Suddenly an idea burst into Naminé's head. "Say, Sora... how would you like to come to a party?" she yelled.

He smiled.