Chapter Seven

Falling for the Witch

A/N: So I promised that I'd write a little time-line for those who didn't have the nerve to read the last chapter.

Ok this is pretty much what happened. In the story we find out that before Roxas's memory was wiped clean, Namine loved him, but Roxas didn't love her. In the past Namine's father raped Roxas's younger sister, so to get back at her father, Roxas sleeps with Namine who winds up pregnant. She feels like she isn't ready so she throws herself down the stairs. Yeah. Oh, and Roxas needs a hug.

Sora gets out of the hospital and Riku drives him home, Kairi is in the backseat… THE CAR CRASHES!!! CHARACTER DEATH!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! (Sorry any Riku fans but yeah… I had to kill him off. He was a hindrance,) SMILE!!!

And that's what happened. So read on!!!

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Roxas chose to keep the new information to himself. Surly, Namine didn't know he banged for revenge, right? He wearily dragged himself up the main stairway and quietly opened Namine's bedroom door and crawled in. He didn't feel like sleeping alone that night so he huddled in bed with Namine and buried his face into her luscious blond hair which was draped over the pillow. Roxas shut his eyes and fell asleep with the scent of paupu tingling in his nose.

The morning afterwards when Roxas woke up, Namine wasn't there. He grumbled and yawned. He hadn't changed position all that night, he decided. He slept well beside her. He exited the bedroom and stood in the corridor, slowly he walked down the stairs with fresh memories in his mind. He blinked.

The front door was open enough for a person to crawl through. Roxas headed for the door, thinking that Namine would be there. Outside there were three broken arches and a long hedge shielding the world from the Mansion. A large kissing gate was shut and locked with a large lock and bolted shut.

The sound of running water reached his ears and he turned to find the sound. On the right side of the main doors was a small cupboard size door, there was a bar lock on it from the outside so Roxas was able to crouch down and push the door and enter without a problem.

What exactly he encountered was a shock. He expected a graveyard or a large field or something secret along those lines but he never expected a garden.

A full and lush garden filled mostly with wild and cultivated roses of every color. Red, orange, yellow, pink… Roxas inhaled and smiled. The place was so familiar, as if he had visited it in his dreams. Yet that memory was fresh. As if he was here only yesterday.

The sound of water was coming from a pond in the middle of this lush paradise, a large pond, big enough to swim in, but too small to ride a small paddle boat in. The water was a beautiful, glittering blue, like flattened tin foil left out in the sun. Roxas who was still darned in his blue shirt and shorts strode over to the pond with confidence and bent down on his knees and put his hand into the water. It was cool, but not cold. Perfect temperature, he thought. The wind rustled through the leaves of two large willow trees stationed on the other side of the pond. Between the old trees were four wicker chairs and an iron table, sitting on one of these chairs was Namine herself, reading her book with her long legs crossed gracefully about the ankles. She looked up.

"I didn't think you'd be up this early!" Namine called from across the pond. Roxas started walking around the large body to meet with her. She folded the corner of her book and set it down and lept up to talk to him. She was barefooted in loose jeans and a pink t-shirt as she strode. She had planned to swim in the pond that day, so she wore her one piece bathing suit underneath.

"How was your sleep?"

"Fine," He answered, her smiling face brought back unpleasant memories, inside Roxas trembled. Roxas put on his smile and looked around the garden.

"It's beautiful in here," He complemented.

"Yes, it is isn't it? When we were young we'd run around here and swim all day long, our mothers would gossip on these very chairs and sip ice tea." Roxas's eyes became cloudy.

"Could… could you tell me about my mother?" Namine smiled sadly and turned her head to look into the cackling water.

"Come and sit with me," In a swift moment Namine took his hand and pulled him along. Begrudgingly, he followed, trying to ignore the shocks rippling up his arm again. He sat down in one of the warm wicker chairs beside Namine and took a second to relax. The sun dappled down from the holes in the willow leaves making Roxas lazy and sleepy all over again. He shut his eyes and listened to Namine talk.

"Well, your mother's name was Molly. Out of all the women I've seen she was one of the prettiest. She had dark hazelnut hair and your blue eyes, she wasn't thin but evened out a nice trim body. She loved volleyball and tennis, in fact when I would play with her, she'd always win!" She paused to laugh, Roxas squinted his eyes all but a little enjoying the memories and stories Namine had to share. It made him feel a part of it all. Since he couldn't remember any of it except for what the flashbacks told him, he loved to hear about the good times. It was almost like a young grandchild asking their grandpa about what it was like in the war, or how your mom and dad fell in love.

"And what about my Dad?" Roxas asked. Namine's smile turned bright.

"Darren? He was the funniest thing since Carrot Top!" (Hehe… it just occurred to me that he's on my T.V right now. Gotta pause!)

(GO!) Roxas smiled faintly at her joke. She continued on.

"He was always the life of the party, everybody loved him. Your sister Tabby and him had such a strong relationship it was like mortar on brick. Falcon and him on the other hand was a different story. You see Falcon was a fighter. He was a swordsman, (Yeah, in order for me to use my brothers name he wants to be some type of kendo genius. Just because you can play Simple and clean on the guitar DOESN'T mean you're awesome. Ok, maybe you are but you didn't hear it from me!!!)

and your father hated that. You and him were close because of your sarcastic nature and your love of books." Namine explained.

"And they were killed?"

"Yeah," Namine hastily changed the conversation.

"I had another vision thing," Roxas interrupted while she was asking him what he wanted for breakfast.

"Oh, and what was it about?" Roxas smiled deviously. She needed some torment.

"You threw yourself down the stairs, didn't you? You had a purpose miscarriage?" Namine stopped moving. Her face turned pale as if she was going into shock. Roxas chuckled.

"You didn't want my kid? Why?" He asked her. Namine stood up from her chair and turned her back to go into the house. Quickly, Roxas jumped up and grabbed onto her arm.

His whole world seemed to go out of focus. His eyes started to water and go blurry fast. He tumbled.

"Roxas? Roxas what are you doing, you stupid kid get up! We're in the middle of a game!" Everything was set right again. He was on the ground, on his hands and knees holding a tennis racket. He looked up and laughed, but he didn't mean to. He wanted to stay on his knees, but his body pushed up for him.

"Oh shut up Tabby you'd be on your side too if you just got nailed with a racket!" He spoke. It was like being a second entity again. He was in somebody else's head, watching and feeling everything they did or felt. Except he was sure he was in his own body.

Roxas was in a tennis court. Beside him was a beautiful blond-brown haired girl, her hair reached far down her back and was braided into two long thick pony tails. She was wearing a blue tennis skirt and a white holster tank top. It was Tabitha. She laughed and pretended to kick him.

"You dumbass! You're such a faker only because Namine is here…"

"Must I REMIND you of Travis?" Roxas seethed, Tabitha went red and turned her back to face the tennis net. On the other side of the court was Namine dressed in all pink, and a beautiful brunette whom Roxas assumed was his mother. She was bouncing a tennis ball which her racket and talking to Namine.

Roxas brushed off his shorts and took a stance. Roxas, (present day Roxas,) was screaming inside his body.

LET ME OUT!!! THIS IS BULSHIT! I'VE ALREADY BEEN A PRISONER!!! LET ME GO!!! He screamed and started to bounce around his new found cell. He banged on the black walls and kicked at the surroundings. Then it came to him.

He was watching his own life, like a soap opera or something of that nature. He paused to watch his dead family plan a round of tennis. Inside his own mind was an only window, from which Roxas saw everything. He stood in front of the window and blinked back a tear and felt it rush down his face. His Mom was there, the one Roxas wished would hold him on stormy nights, tell him everything would be ok, and kiss him good night. She was there, living and breathing. He looked longingly out the window and watched as she expertly served the zooming lime colored ball back and forth across the tennis court. His sister was trying effortlessly to go against her own mother, while Roxas only dived for the ball when it came to him directly, Namine was good too, but she looked like an amateur next to Molly.

Finally after what seemed like an hour, Roxas finally spiked the ball and it made a bee line right across the net and hit the wall on the opposite side. Tabby threw her net and jumped up and down exclaiming; "We won! We won!" Roxas smiled too and clasped hands with his sister. His Mother came around the net, red in the face and panting.

"Good round, Roxas! You hit it so hard I didn't even see it coming!" She ruffled his hair casually and started to fan herself with her hand.

"Tabby, go inside and bring out some paupu juice please? My mouth feels like a cactus just had it's way with my tongue." Tabby laughed and ran inside for the drink. Namine came around too and was all smiles.

"Good game," She said, Roxas nodded his head and locked eyes with the blond until she disappeared from view behind him. A delicious shiver ran through Roxas's spine, and inside his head, he felt it too. He had seen enough. He wanted out, he wanted to crawl up somewhere and die. He hated these flashbacks because it showed him something he could never have. A family.

Tabby came running out with a pitcher of yellow colored juice and five cups for Falcon was sitting in the corner, tuning his guitar. Even he jumped at the prospect of a cooling drink. They all gathered around Tabby who was pouring drinks.

"Hey, chill out! Don't kill me Roxas get away from there!" She growled when he went for her wallet. His mother slapped him on the back of the head mid-sip from her glass. He scrunched up and swore under his breath.

"I don't know about you but I'm going inside to the Library. Anyone coming?" Tabby jumped at the prospect and walked with her mother inside, Namine was going to follow them as well, but Roxas grabbed onto her wrist as she passed by.

"Yes, Roxas?" She asked, coolly.

"Are you OK?" He concerned, Namine smiled and nodded her head.

"Of course I am! I've got some laundry to do but I'm alright!" Silence.

"It's about last night…" The smile broke like a hammer on glass.

"Really, Roxas I'll survive…" She said in a determined tone.

"Look, I would kill myself if we had a kid together. Kill myself. Not because of you or because of the kid. I'm NOT ready for something like that now and just because we made a stupid mistake doesn't mean—"

"It was your idea," Namine said quietly, like a timid young child. Roxas stayed silent with his mouth shaped like an O.

"You said that you loved me and that you needed me…"

"Namine we're 14. Did you seriously believe that?" Roxas defended.

"So you just wanted to get in my pants?" Roxas shut his mouth. He better lie to her then tell her.

"To be truthful, yeah, I did say that to get into your pants." He regretted the words as soon as they escaped his mouth. Namine took her arm away and held onto it by the wrist. She turned her back on him and strode back into the house. Roxas followed after her.

"Namine—"

"No!" She turned around quite fiercely and drew herself up to full height, even if it was an inch or so shorter then Roxas.

"We've been together all our lives! I love you! I really truly love you! I think about you all the time, what you're doing, who you're with, if you're ok or not. Everything reminds me of you. Everything! Sounds, tastes even songs! I was willing to give you everything including my body but this is how you truly feel? I would have given you the world if it made you happy but you turn back around and fuck me without a second thought! I hate you!" With those words she launched her head back and spat in his face, turned swiftly and entered the house, slamming the door behind her making the birds on the roof-top screech and fly away.

Roxas stood there for a second, completely shut off. Before the present day Roxas was taken away, his last thoughts were, I love you too.

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Roxas snapped open his eyes, and white light made him squint. Everything seemed to be white! He sat up, for he was lying down on his back and looked around. He was so sure he was in Namine's bedroom he could have sworn, because every single thing in that room was stark, pure white. The wardrobe, the tables, the chairs everything was a crisp, new white. The large bay window was open and the white curtains, (No surprise,) where fluttering in the wind gracefully.

Roxas slid off of the large clean double bed and adjusted his eyes to the brightness. Sitting on a chair, wielding a tea-cup was Namine and Axel was also there leaning up agenst the wall looking very upset. When Roxas got off the bed, Axel moved so fast he was a blur. He picked up Roxas by the hem of his neckline and flung him into the white wall opposite them and Axel pressed his angry face into Roxas's.

"Why didn't you tell me you were having visions? I could have taken you away and made life easier for us you retarded dip shit! Huh?" With the exclamation, Axel pushed the back of Roxas's head into the wall, making it pound. The room started to spin.

"Axel! That's enough you're hurting him!"

"Don't waste your breath, Namine! He deserves to be roughened up a little the snobbish little dike." (Ohh, I'm using my dictionary of BAD words today, yay!) Namine jumped from her post and abandoned her dainty little tea cup and pulled on Axel's strong arm pleading for him to stop. Roxas shut his eyes and let Axel continuously pound his head into the wall. Namine then backed up and ran into Axel, making him loose balance and topple. Roxas fell onto the floor in a heap, his vision blurry but he was still conscious. Namine cradled his head in her chest and wrapping her arms around his bruised and battered head the smell of paupu still radiating off of her.

"Axel stop it!" Roxas was amused on how quickly she defended him. He smiled like a spoiled kid at Axel, which made him furious. Axel spiffed and cast his rings into Oblivion for Roxas had pissed him off. (Sniffle).

"Fine. I came here to help but it seems as if it's not needed." He turned his back and disappeared into the bleak darkness. After a second, Roxas released himself from her grasp. He sat up on his knees while Namine was still in crouched position.

"Thank you," Roxas said slowly, he stood up on his feet and noticed that it was morning.

"How long was I out for?" He questioned. Namine stood up herself and crossed her arms.

"The entire night. You slept so quietly…" She drawled, Roxas smiled. There were dark circles under her eyes and she was yawning every other minute. She had stayed up the entire night with him, hadn't she? To be there when he awoke, right? Roxas couldn't help but put on his brightest smile. It felt good having somebody care about you like that, even if it was the girl who threw herself down the stairs and gave herself a miscarriage.

"Are you hungry?" Roxas shook his head and slowly put his hands onto her shoulders. His hands were cold, she noticed, too cold. He backed her up and made her sit down on her bed.

"Sleep," He commanded, she opened her mouth to protest but he her his hand over her mouth, his palm on her lips.

"You need to rest." He said, she stayed quiet for a second, then he could feel her opening her lips and playfully biting on his hand. He took it away quickly.

"You're evil," He snickered, she laughed and kicked off her shoes.

"So are you." She retaliated. Namine pulled back the blankets on her bed and crawled up under them. Roxas stayed there, watching until only the sound of her breathing filled the room. All the while, Roxas couldn't help but think, Am I evil?

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It was at that moment did Sora realize that he hated hospitals. The smell, the death it was all a part of the attraction. This time he was bandaged up like a mummy, from head to toe. Kairi was beside him, though she was sleeping. Sora felt silent tears trudge down his cheeks. It didn't hurt. Well, the physical pain was just a trifle. It was the emotional pain.

Riku was dead.

The doctor had told them the awful news only minutes ago, the nurse had to come in and stabilize Kairi for she was bashing up a storm. Sora only stood still and thought that it was all some evil plot agenst him.

All he could do is sleep now for he had to wait for tomorrow. The only thing he had left was Kairi, and he intended to make it count. He intended to make it all count.

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A/N: Hey! Axel! Guess where I am?

Axel: How the hell am I supposed to know?

KK: Oh, c'mon you're no fun. No wonder you're single.

Axel: So what? I can get any girl I choose.

KK: Of really? Well, I bet if I asked my loyal awesome, trippy reviewers if they'd date you. Most of them will say yes.

Axel: Exactly, I'm gonna win.

KK: Dumbass, you're betting agenst the odds.

Axel: (Silence.)

KK: Axel?

Axel: You're in… Tibet?

KK: No

Axel: Taiwan?

KK: Nope

Axel: Demyx's underwear?

KK: No, (But I got a sample for Ashley!!!)

Axel: Then where?

KK: IRELAND!!!

It's true!!! My old aunt died or whatever, ( Didn't know her or else I'd be nicer,) so we were flown here to Tara, Ireland where my family reside, where I am typing now. Trippy? I think so. The only reason I'm here and not still at home is because apparently I've been left something. Money? The Mansion? Her bird cage? I dunno.

That is why I couldn't update, ha-ha. I'm sorry people, I would have but they don't have internet on my plan. (Wouldn't that be cool?)

Anyways please review, I love you and e-cards around!!!

Love,

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