The Tifa Trilogy: The Infinite Sadness!
A/N- Wow. I've actually been getting a lot of support for this story, recently. Thank you so much to Roseku25 for giving me such reviewing so much and giving me the encouragement that I needed to keep this story going.
"Do you really want to go through with this?" Hayner asked me, yet again. He was referring to 'Sex Ba-Boom' opening for 'The Advent Children' that night at The Castle That Never Was.
"Yeah, I do. I mean I gotta face them some time right, might as well get it over with. Besides this could be good for us. Publicity and all that, you know?" I told Hayner, who shrugged staring into his cold coffee, thinking.
"Well they say there's no such thing as bad publicity, I suppose." Olette said, achieving at being completely indifferent to my feelings. "Better to be infamous, than to be not known at all."
"That's the spirit!" I said, happily, despite the fact I was dying inside. I had no plan to defeat Cloud, I didn't want to see Tifa and I think the only reason I was at all happy, was because I got laid last night.
"But, promise me it won't be like the last time. Please." Okay, so maybe Hayner didn't care about my feelings at all, self-centred jerk.
Still, I chose to take the high road and comfort him. "Don't worry, man. It's not going to be like before, with Tifa. We're not doing this for the money, we're doing this for us. For fun."
Olette looked at us, her eyes burrowed. "What are you guys talking about? What happened before?" She asked, making everyone in the room, which included Pence, groan. Her eyes widened, as her curiosity increased.
"Final Fantasy, of course." Pence answered, as it seemed no one else was going to.
"Ah." Even Olette knew of the band that me and Hayner had started with Tifa, along with other people. It was said band, that had caused Tifa and I to break up, or at least she blamed the band. My new theory was that she was looking for a reason to dump me, so she could be with Cloud.
I cursed. "Damnit Olette. You're making me go into a flashback!"
"You let Fang and Snow join the band, without even consulting us?" I asked Tifa. No, Ayumi. She had insisted on us calling her that.
"But Snow plays sax, what am I supposed to play instead!" I asked her, still pissed off.
Ayumi shook her head, looking at the sky. She didn't have an answer, obviously the thought had never crossed her mind. "Bass. Play bass, every good band needs a bassist right? Problem solved."
Too bad, I couldn't play the bass.
By this time, Final Fantasy was getting huge, not just in our size but concerning our fan base. Record labels were actually considering courting us, but I wasn't happy. It was too much too fast, there was no fun. It was…work.
That was what made me and Tifa fight. "We're signing the contract." She told me. "The guy's gonna be here in like fifteen minutes, come on don't be a dick."
"I don't care what you say, I don't want to sign it. I'm sick of doing everything you tell me. My life is miserable, but what's worst is that I'm doing this all for you, but you don't actually seem to appreciate it or be happy about it!"
"Well, Roxas. If that's the way you feel, then why don't you just leave. You don't have to have me in your life. In fact, hold that thought, I'm gonna make this real easy for you. Get out of my life. I'm fed up of all your bitching and whining!" And with that she left. She walked right out the door and right out of my life, without so much as a 'Goodbye Roxas'. That is, until now.
"You about done?" Olette asked, her eyebrows raised.
"Yeah, I'm cool. So…Castle That Never Was tonight. Awesome…yeah!" And with that, I sealed my fate. Now I was doomed to suffer Infinite Sadness.
"Hayner? Paine said you were in here? Dude?" It was finally time. We were at The Castle That Never Was. We were due on stage in about an hour, but the place was already filling up with people. Apparently the stress of it all had gotten to Hayner.
I followed the sounds of vomiting to the stall where Hayner was emptying his guts into a toilet. I shook my head at the sight, both mortified and amazed at the same time.
"I can't believe you're actually throwing up? You because of just going on stage for Tifa, of all people! And yet, I am about to try and defeat her boyfriend, just so that I can continue my relationship with my girlfriend. And even though I have the worst few days of my life, no one actually seems to give a damn, but you! You are puking." I ranted on like that for the next few minutes, while more chunks escaped Hayner's mouth, some not even making it to the toilet anymore.
When I was finished, without even a word from Hayner, I left the public bathroom and went to go look for people. Some had text me, so say they had already arrived.
"Hey Roxas!" Funnily enough they were all gathered together like they all friends, despite that I knew for a fact most of them never talked to each other, outside of something to do with me and Sex Ba-boom.
Present were Axel, Selphie, Zexion, Demyx and Marly, surprisingly. "Hey Marly. I haven't seen you since like chapter two. How you been?"
The pink haired man shrugged, non-chalaunt. "Oh you know. Still really pissed at Keyblade King 12 for messing up my role and all."
"I hear that. Dude's such a dick." I said, nodding in agreement. "Exactly how did he mess up your role?"
Marly hesitated. "Oh you know…he um…made me have pink hair. Obviously I should have had brown hair."
"That's not really your role."
"Oh, would you look at the time. I should be somewhere else by now. Have a good time Roxas. Live every day, as if it was your last and all that shit."
I gave Marly's back a quizitive look, as he walked away from the group. But despite his excuse to leave, I didn't actually see him go out the door.
I stayed and talked with my friends for a little while longer, learning that Saix couldn't be here today due to work. Selphie really hated Tifa and her band and that Demyx and Zexion were only here, because of work. Incredibly motivating conversations, in their own way. I bid them farewell, seeing Naminé talking to some people, and thinking I would join them.
Behind me, I could hear my friends talking about me. "He's had a rough couple of days." Axel said, distantly.
"And we just gotta hope it gets better. We can't do anything." Selphie replied.
Axel hesitated before saying. "Well maybe we should try."
"So, you dated him, huh?" I could make out Rikku saying to my girlfriend. I don't know why, but I decided to hide it out and listen to how this conversation unfolded.
On the other side of her was Yuna, who said. "Well, isn't that interesting. How long did you two go out for exactly?"
Naminé hesitated. She was scowling and her body expression showed she despised the current topic. "I don't see how that's any of your business! I don't even know where you got your information from."
Rikku rolled her eyes, mouthing the words. 'No fun.' and 'Chill out.' Yuna didn't seem particularly affected by Naminé's outburst and she went on to say. "Paine told us. She probably heard it from Tifa, since she was just playing at 'Castle Oblivion' in The Land of Departure."
Naminé growled, icily. "Oh, of course. Tifa, how silly of me to think this wasn't her handiwork."
I decided to come over at that moment, hearing enough. "Uh…come on Naminé. Uh…Olette wanted to see you, before we went on."
Naminé had already talked to Olette, so she knew instantly I was lying and just giving her an excuse to leave. "Right. Thanks Roxas. Excuse me gals!" Naminé jumped up quickly and dragged me towards Olette, in a rush to get out of the area.
She began thanking me, repeatedly, only stopping to comment how the only girls I seemed to know were absolute bitches.
We did, actually go over to Olette, thinking it would be someone to talk to and also it would make our alibis air tight.
"Yo." I said, to those present, which was Olette and her friends Fuu and Rai.
None of them seemed incredibly impressed by me and I wasn't surprised. I barely knew these guys. I knew that Fuu worked with Olette in the little ice-cream shop and that Rai was Fuu's gay room mate, but that was about it.
"So, you guys gonna suck today?" Fuu asked me and/or Olette. I didn't think it mattered.
"Maybe, is Hayner still throwing up in the bathroom?" Olette asked me, making me relive seeing Hayner's vomit bobbing up and down in the toilet.
"Probably. He was like ten minutes ago." I answered, to which me and Olette both shook our heads in disgust. When we realised that we had acted the same way to something, a rare thing nowadays I must remind you, we stopped and lived in awkward silence for a moment.
"I'm just gonna go…get some air." I said, to no one in particular and then took my leave.
I, awkwardly, left the club through the back entrance. I hadn't just made up a random excuse to escape the awkward tension and the fact that me and Olette were more alike than either of us would like to admit.
I hadn't been expecting to find anyone out here, so I jumped when someone said my name.
I turned, panting hard. At first I didn't recognise the figure in front of me. She was an attractive woman, with long white hair dressed in a ridiculously revealing outfit. It was red, all over. A very short red skirt, gloves, boots and a bra. As in, she wasn't wearing a shirt. Her back was completely exposed.
But the face was familiar. "Oh my god Tifa! What kind of outfit is that?"
She raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything like I thought she would. Her eyes gave the clothes, or lack of in this case, she was wearing and then made an expression as if she agreed with me.
"Yeah, I know. Yoshitaka went way overboard this time. Oh, Yoshitaka's my stylist." She added, remembering that as I was a normal guy I wouldn't know anything about having personal stylists, as if it was natural and everyone was just born with one.
"Oh, okay." I said, yet another awkward moment. But it was awkward in the way, that we both had something to say, but both of us were just too afraid to say it.
Apparently Tifa must have had more balls than I did, since she came out and said what she needed to. "Look Roxas. I was hoping we could talk."
"Talk? About what?"
"Us. Cloud. Naminé. I mean, what happened?"
"You broke my heart." And that left us both silent. Tifa's eyes went cold and furious for a second, as if she was considering straggling me and was trying to calm herself down.
"I may have broken us up, but you. You just couldn't let me be happy could you? You remember that night, when we were about to get signed. This band you had convinced me to make was actually going to get famous. Our lives were going to be perfect! I was even going to dump Cloud for you!"
I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. And for a moment, Tifa smiled and folded her arms. She was smug, confident. Well she shouldn't be. "So you were cheating on me." I said, finally and Tifa's expression shattered. She realised what she had said and it didn't make any difference to me, what she had almost done.
"You devastated me. For almost two years and because of that I did a lot of stupid things. I used this innocent girl and treated her like she was some sort of drug to get over the pain. But I'm happy now, or at least I was. But you've come into my life again and now it's wrecked. So Tifa, after all of this is over. I just want you to stay out of my life. And never come back!"
Tifa's eyes bulged open. She couldn't speak. She looked at me, with my icy blue eyes and my grim expression and she could tell I was serious. She didn't say anything else. She just entered the club without a word, her eyes on me until the last moment.
And with that, I breathed out a sigh of relief. "Did you really mean what you said?" Xion was looking up at me, with her big blue eyes. Two ex-girlfriends in one alley. Great.
"About what, exactly?" I asked her.
She looked down at her feet, before answering. "About using an innocent girl to get over the pain of breaking up with Tifa."
"Oh." My lips staying in the circle shape that came about at the end of the sound. "Yeah."
"I see. Roxas, I think I understand you better now. I feel sorry for you. But I want you to know, I…I almost like it, you know, all the heartbreak and the pain." She sighed and looked up at me again. "I feel like I'm wiser now and I may be totally obsessed with you, but I can't help it. And who knows maybe the plot will change and you'll end up falling for me."
I shook my head. "The fans would be in total outrage and demand to have the ending changed, if that happened, although the budget won't allow for there to be a change to the rest of the script leading up to the ending. God, didn't you see the movie?"
Xion gave me a look and I knew I should shut up. "I'm sorry. I never meant to get you involved…in any of this. You shouldn't of had to be forced to bear my pain, as well. I would do anything to help you out of it."
Xion's face lit up. She clutched me and held me close. "Even get back together with me?" She asked.
"Except that." I told her. "I'm sorry, but I…I really like Naminé. She makes me feel complete. Besides it wouldn't be fair on her, if I dumped her for no reason."
Xion looked crestfallen. "I guess so."
"But anyway, I thought you were with Pence?" Xion suddenly turned a deep red. She looked away from me and then back. She was biting her lip, considering her words.
"Well, um…I'm only dating him to make you jealous." She confined into me.
"Awk Xion." I said, shaking my head, angry at myself for messing with her head so much that she would do something like this. "Pence. You know, you should at least give him a try. He's a pretty decent guy."
Xion looked blank. "O-Okay." She said. "I'll see you in there…but just remember." She turned to face me, about ready to get into the club. "I will always love you!" And with that she skipped into the club, hopefully to find Pence.
(Naminé's POV)
Okay, Roxie, my turn. You see, Roxas had gone to get ready for his show, along with Olette and Hayner. That didn't leave me a lot of people to talk to, so I joined with Axel. Selphie had gone off with some guy, so I don't really know what happened to her.
"I'm just gonna go grab a drink." I told Axel, seeing that the lights were dimming and the show was about to go on. He nodded and watched me walk over to the bar.
"Uh…a gin and tonic, please." I asked, the surly looking barmaid. I was just about to whip out my wallet and pay, when…
"Oh why don't you let me handle that one dear?" Ayumi Hart, scantily dressed in a little red number, asked waving a shiny piece of plastic in front of my face.
"Well, if you're offering. Who am I to turn down a free drink?" Giving an answer I knew the rock star wouldn't be expecting. Still after the initial shock, she realised I was joking and started to laugh.
"Fine, fine. And here I thought we could be friends. You know we're not that different, you and I."
I scowled at her, something that would have made any normal person, at least flinch in fright. But no, not this girl. She wasn't going to allow me the satisfaction of knowing I could scare her. "You think so. Maybe, I mean we both dabble in being bitches. I suppose I can see some resemblance."
Ayumi gave a short fake laugh. "Actually I was referring to our tastes in men…and also we seem to both be legends in our own ways."
"I have no idea what you're talking about." I told her, truthfully.
"Oh really? Castle Oblivion? What about the lord himself, Marluxia. The Advent Children got to play an exclusive gig, just for him. I must say, he had some interesting things to tell me about you. You're really just a little floozy who doesn't know the true meaning of love aren't you?"
My drink arrived and I drowned it in one and then landed it down, forcibly on the table. "You have no idea who you're messing with, Tifa Lockheart!"
Tifa's eyes flashed with the kind of ferocity that a bear must have right before it kills. "Are we really going to do this?" She asked me.
I smirked at her. "Seems like it. It'll be good for the ratings anyway!"
I tried to summon my hammer, but instead I got a paintbrush. A freaking paintbrush! "KK12? What is this?"
"Xion sued after your fight with her. The judge took her side and said you needed a more appropriate weapon. You can also summon Oathkeeper, if you want."
"Okay, but what do I do with this?"
"You played Epic Mickey? It works a lot like that."
And on that note, the paintbrush shot out a lot of thinner right over her chest. "Wow. You know I don't think they make a bra for a size that small." I joked, smugly.
I expected Tifa to get mad and do something crazy. But she just stood there, a wicked smile spreading across her face. She looked up at me with murderous eyes. She laughed, manically.
"Okay Naminé. You want to fight, let's do it!" She pulled on a pair of blue gloves with hearts on them. She came in fast and went for an uppercut, splitting my paintbrush in half.
"What the hell? Damn you! I better get insurance on that!" Tifa stood, good and ready, her chest returned since the powers of the paintbrush must have been reversed with its destruction.
"Fine, whatever." I said, holding out my hands, I summoned Oathkeeper, making me the second Keyblade user in this series.
"Mind if I get it on this action?" Axel appeared behind me. Zexion and Demyx were also here, but they seemed to be acting as crowd control. It never occurred to me that embarrassing and fighting a celebrity would get me in trouble with their fans. I didn't even want to think about the legal battles that would probably ensure afterwards.
Axel summoned out his chakrams and things started to get hot, as in there was fire everywhere.
"I hate to ask this, but is there just going to be like one poorly executed deus ex machina after the other from now on?"
"Yep." Axel answered simply. I sighed and cursed our writing staff for being such complete and total idiots.
"Take this!" Axel threw his chakrams and I went in close with my Keyblade. Suddenly, faced with a bunch of sharp objects Tifa wasn't liking her chances using only her hands, but she had chosen her poison and now she was going to have to stick with it.
She vaulted over me and gave Axel a kick to the head, which must have rattled a few brain cells. He stumbled back and actually bent down to cough up blood. He started cursing fluently.
I covered him with a few attacks from behind, most of which Tifa wasn't able to dodge and I was able to force her back so that Axel could get in close. He held his chakrams right up to her throat.
"Game over." He whispered in her ear, looking deadly serious and somewhat cool.
"For you maybe." Tifa smirked. She elbowed Axel in the stomach, following a knee up to the chin and then a roundhouse kick to the side. He was down and unconscious after that.
"Now, it's your turn." She promised me, advancing her clad fists raised. She was about to finish me off with one final knock-out punch, when she was attacked from the side. She fell over and landed, painfully, on the floor.
Xion stood there in her place, looking grim and yet she was smiling. It was a bit creepy.
"Um…thank you. I didn't know you cared." As in I was pretty sure I had only seen this chick a handful of times and the only time I remembered was when she had tried to do me in.
"I don't." She told me, with a casual shrug, before returning to her serious demeanour. "But you make him happy. All I want is his happiness." She said. And now, it was Oathkeeper and Oblivion working side by side to defeat a common enemy. Boy, was Tifa fucked.
(Roxas' POV)
Okay, I can take it from here. You see, by this time, Sex Ba-Boom was finally up, ready to go on and rock out. And as soon as I was up on stage, in a very nice suit, I might add, all I saw was Tifa battling against Xion and Naminé. And despite everything Tifa seemed to be holding her own and I didn't want to see any of these people hurt. I did or at least had loved them at one point or another, even Xion in my own little way.
I directed the other members of the band to play a new song. Both of them were familiar with it and Olette seemed to share my view that she didn't want to see the three fighting.
"Don't get me wrong I love you. But does that mean I have to meet your father? When we are older, you'll understand what I meant when I said 'No, I don't think life is quite that simple.'"
Tifa turned to look straight at me her eyes wide, tears were brimming out. She sank to her knees and started to sob. I stopped the song and told the other guys to continue without me. I don't think they listened, everyone's eyes were on Tifa anyway.
I made it through to Xion and Naminé giving them both hugs, just thankful they were alright. "So what's wrong with her?" Naminé asked me, referring to the quivering hot mess on the ground.
"She gets really emotional whenever she hears that song." Xion answered for me. "It was in a news article, the song came on the radio while she was touring once and she just collapsed. The artist of the song is unknown, the only info on it is that this guy sent out this song to be put on the radio. It was for his girlfriend, he didn't use a name."
"I sent it when Tifa and I were still going out. But the radio station only played it afterwards." I told them.
I helped Tifa get off the floor. Her massacre was running. Her face was red, and it looked worse because of her bleached hair. She was a complete wreck. "Get your hand off of me."
"Huh?" Tifa snapped my hand away, she backed away from me. She looked like a volcano ready to explode.
"Cloud! Come and kill these losers!" Everyone looked around. Suddenly there was a lot of talk. No one had seen Cloud since the last chapter, it was unclear where he was, as well as Tifa's other band member Aerith.
That's why it took everyone by surprise Cloud walked out of one of the nearby supply closets. He was doing up his fly and he had a pair of pink knickers on his head. He froze when he realised there was no music playing and that everyone in the club was staring at him. He caught Tifa's eyes and visibly flinched, knocking into Aerith who was coming out too.
"What are those?" She asked, aggressively, pointing to the women's underwear caught on his spiky hair.
Aerith giggled nervously. "Oh that's crazy. How'd those get there?" She said, picking up the panties claiming them as her own.
Suddenly Tifa's rage turned to Aerith. "You! Right under my nose this whole time, eh? Well you are so fired and DEAD!" She screamed, going in for a punch, which left a hole in the wall behind Aerith, who dodged the attack gracefully.
She looked at the hole, then to Tifa and then to Cloud. Finally she sighed and shook her head. "You are so not worth it." She muttered, referring to Cloud. Then she looked at Tifa. "Take him. Aerith is out! Peace!" She cried, walking through the crowds of people and straight out the door, with everyone staring at her, as she did so.
After Aerith had left, Tifa turned her attention back to Cloud. "We. Made. A. Vow. Cloud." She breathed, as she cracked her knuckles threateningly. She threw a punch, which Cloud caught, his cobalt blue eyes glowing. His Mako powers were activating.
"I won't fight you Tifa." He said, calling her by her real name.
She took her hands away, but they were still tensed, she was literally shaking with anger. "But you…how long? Why?"
Cloud calmed his powers down. He shook his head, took her into his muscular arms and started to try and soothe her. "Look, it wasn't what it looked like. She…she drugged me. That's it. She put something in my drink and totally took advantage of me. Look, Ayumi, you're my girl. I don't need anyone else."
"Oh Cloud…" Tifa said, snuggling her head into Cloud's torso. "Let's both be girls!" She cried, kneeing him in the nuts after which he howled with pain.
In his blind rage, he threw Tifa half way across the room. She landed painfully on the other side, where Naminé ran over to see if she was alright.
"Tifa? Ayumi?"
"I told you not to touch me!" She cried, but did nothing to stop Naminé sitting her up and putting her arm around the fallen rock star. "I hate you." She said, quietly so only Naminé would be able to hear.
"Well Cloud. I think it's about time we end this arc." I said, suddenly everyone was backing up. Xion, Demyx, Zexion and Axel, who had at some point recovered from his brutal beatings from Tifa were ready to help me out, but I declined their invitations. "This is something I need to do alone."
"You think you're hot stuff Highwind? Well you're not. You're nothing compared to me! I'm Cloud. I have millions of adoring fans! I'm a freaking rock star!" Cloud said, his hands moving in time with his words, building up to the climax.
"You're an ass. And it's about time I finish you." I held out both of my hands and light and darkness enveloped them. When they cleared, I was holding two Keyblades one for each hand. Kingdom Key and Kingdom Key D respectively.
"Oh yeah. Nice toys. Let me show you a real blade!" He cried, extending his arm out expectedly. A huge sword came into his hand. A buster.
I cursed inside of my head. 'Just when I think I've got an edge.' I thought, miserably.
Our blades clashed, I did have a bit of advantage with my having two weapons instead of one, but Cloud made up for it with his superior strength and speed.
We backed off each other and then went back in. Each time we our blades clashed together, no clear winner. It seemed like this battle would go on, until someone messed up. And that someone was going to be me, unless I finished him off quickly.
Unfortunately that was easier said than done. I was smart, smarter than Cloud at least and that won me a few hits on Cloud, but every time I thought I was doing well, Cloud would ruin it by coming at me with all he had throwing me off balance and dealing with me from there.
About ten minutes into the fight, both of us were getting tired. We looked at each other and an understanding passed between us. One final attack each, that would decide the battle.
We circled each other a couple of times, both of us considering our options looking for openings. I had no options and couldn't see any openings. But those problems didn't seem mutual for Cloud.
"Time to die Highwind!" He said, jumping into the air. "Omnislash!" He yelled, coming down to give me his signature move. My body was hit fifteen times, from all directions, leaving no part of my body unbeaten.
"Give it up." He told me.
I was on my last legs. I could barely stand up and I was weak beyond belief. All I wanted to do was give up and lie down. But I couldn't do that. I wasn't just doing this for me anymore. This guy had hurt Naminé, Tifa even Xion. And I couldn't let that go unpunished.
"Magic Hour!" I cried crossing my Keyblade in an 'X' shape above my head. Cloud's expression was puzzlement and then fear as white beams of light fell from the sky, hitting him, each time getting stronger, until…
"AHHH!" His body disintegrated in the light.
I heaved, heavily and almost collapsed. I would have too, if Naminé hadn't come and started to support me.
"Is everyone all right?" I said everyone, but I was really only talking about my friends. Naminé nodded.
"I'm fine, but you might want to check on Tifa." She told me. I looked over to where Tifa sat on a chair, looking completely disoriented. When she noticed we were looking at her, she waved her arm.
"I'm fine. I'll get over it." She told me, before really looking me in the eye and smiling just a little. "You know the name Tifa really isn't that bad. And…you know thanks." She told me and with that she came over to hug me. I think we both needed it. We needed closure. She whispered in my ear. "I'll be seeing you." Before she walked out of the club as well.
"You okay Olette?" Olette looked surprised. To be honest, I had only asked her because she was there, but she smiled and then hid it quickly.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Nothing even happened to me anyway, dickwad."
"Xion?"
Xion was smiling at me. Pence had his arm over her. "I'm fine. I've got Pence here. You know, he's a pretty decent guy." She told me, giggling at our own inside joke.
"You know dude." Demyx told me. "There's about a hundred people who came here for 'The Advent Children' and they're kinda gone. I mean, not that the fights weren't awesome and all, but we came here for music right?" He asked the crowd, which returned the question with a loud cheer. "Don't worry dude. Me and Zex'll help. Hey Axel, you wanna play too?"
Axel shrugged. "Why not?"
"And I think what I just wrote is going over my head. I'm stealing lines from myself. And what I said, was never said. It's just a lyrical lie. Made up in my mind…"
A group made up of Demyx, Zexion and Axel had gone up first singing a song called 'Lyrical Lies'.
And now it was our turn. I instructed the guys to play another song. Another one of my originals. I got the microphone. "Hey everyone. Sorry about everything. But anyway! This is a song written by me for someone very special. I just hope I'm good enough for her."
I nodded to Hayner and Olette and we started to play. "…What's left of me. What's left of me, yeah! My heart's a battle ground. You show me how to see, that nothing is whole and nothing is broken…"
Naminé's eyes lit up. She smiled and muttered how much of a dork I was, but she seemed deeply pleased by the song. I think I might have seen a tear or two.
Life was perfect. Nothing could ruin it! But there was still a bit of doubt, that came in the form of a pink haired man watching me from the shadows. He left when he noticed I was looking at him. Later I wondered why Marly had lied to me and why he had stuck around to see us. And why he looked so…so evil.
A/N- That was it. I hope you enjoyed this. We are now about halfway through the story. But there's still a lot more to go. Four exes are still out there and I must warn you all. In the next few chapters- THERE WILL BE…YURI!
Next time- Larxene, the Savage Nympho!
