Disclaimer: IF YOU DO NOT LIKE LEMON/LIME, SKIP OVER THE FIRST PART OF THIS CHAPTER. DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU.

Author's note: ooooookay everyone I'm terribly sorry for keeping you guys in the dark for a while, I was on vacation. Anyways, again, these ideas were provided to me by Sora23ish, so you can give him the credit and thank him for the wonderful ideas, I just simply turned them into a story. I will be updating The School That (Unfortunately) Was very soon, so stay tuned for that. Enjoy the story!


Namine's eyes and mind were blind to her normal way of thinking, due to the intense passion that her and Roxas had just shared. She willingly took his hand as he led her up the stairs to the bathroom adjoining his bedroom. The shower was roomy, allowing the perfect location for their fun.

Roxas ran his hand through Namine's soft hair as he planted another dizzying kiss on her lips. She was ignoring the fact that secretly she still couldn't believe the actions and the romance happening between them. It was like he was leading her up the staircase to heaven, knowing what would be in store for her.

They stepped into the comfortably large bathroom ajoining Roxas's bedroom. She could already feel the steam that would soon be fogging up the bathroom's mirrors.

"Roxas..." She held onto his arm for support, as though she would fall over at any moment. They kissed again, before he parted ways with her to start the shower that would be providing them with warmth to come.

Namine watched him, hoping that she looked suitable enough to him. She certainly didn't want that of all reasons to be ruining the moment. She gazed at herself in the mirror, finding her features to be flushed and aroused.

"Ready?" Roxas called to Namine, his voice hushed and gentle, almost afraid that the sound alone would break the fragile moment. Namine nodded shyly at him in reply.

He grabbed her small, porcelain-like hand, guiding her into the roomy shower. The water was a very nice warm, which much to Roxas's pleasure, simulated Namine's soft pink nipples.

He embraced her, pulling her in with a kiss. Nothing made Namine feel more safe in the world than him at that moment. She wasn't worried about the fact that he could possibly run off and tell his friends all about the experience, or how she would feel or taste to him. She just wanted to live for now, for the experience.

"Here...let me help you..." he whispered gently, grabbing his favorite type of shampoo, starting to massage it into her hair carefully. She became comforted by the scent, realizing she smelled it every day whenever he walked by, or had sat close next to her. She took in the scent, feeling like a thousand memories had just came back to her.

Namine closed her eyes, taking in the atmosphere. Roxas noticed her long angelic eyelashes sway as she closed her beautiful eyes, wanting her even more. He wanted every bit of her, but he knew he couldn't go too far. He had to stay within his boundaries.

Namine was waiting as she had her eyes closed. She had no idea of what to do. Never had she been in a sexual situation as this. Never had she wanted so bad to return a sexual favor, but she didn't know where to begin, what to do. She sighed softly as Roxas rinsed the shampoo out of her hair. She knew she didn't have much time left until it got awkward. She was about to ask him what he wanted her to do, but he had other things in mind.

Roxas gently pushed her against the shower wall. He kissed her as he propped her leg up on the side of the tub, giving Namine excitement. She almost thought he was going to enter her, but was surprised as his lips trailed down away from hers, stopping at her valley.

He looked up at her, his cobalt eyes piercing her blue orbs. His breathe was warm against her pleasure, causing heat to rise in her cheeks. He slowly inched his mouth further, until his lips came in contact with her skin. He never took his eyes off of her as she sighed loudly in surprise. He wanted to take note of her reaction.

Namine closed her eyes shut, never expecting to feel so amazing. Any sexual contact she had always came through brutual force; never any soft or comforting feelings.

He began to feed her hunger for pleasure by sucking softly on her sweet tasting skin. Namine hummed with moans gently. Never had she ever felt anything such as this. Pressure formed in her lower abdomen, and felt a foreign release. Roxas groaned as he licked up her remains. She tasted like heavenly honey.

Roxas stood up, supporting her as she felt her legs straining to focus on her weight. "Namine..." he kissed her gently.

"Roxas.." she kissed him gently back.

Roxas and Namine continued their blissful heaven in the shower. Namine relaxed as she smelled Roxas's familiar body wash. They both used it, scrubbing and lathering each other, sharing gentle kisses.

Roxas ran his hand through her wet hair. "We should go to bed..it's getting late.." he ran his lips over hers, enchanting her eyes to close.

Namine wanted to protest, not wanting to end the heaven they were in. She felt her eyes growing weak as he planted more kisses on her lips. He was drawing her into sleep, and they both knew it.

Both blondes carefully stepped out of the shower after being cleansed, drying themselves off with a towel. Namine's mind grew foggy as she held onto Roxas for support. He chuckled as she grew weak from sleep.

They embraced each other for a while, sharing a kiss. Namine's eyes grew wide as she heard a familiar voice in her head.

Foolish child. You can't love.

Roxas noticed her alertness. "Namine? What's wrong? Is your head hurting again?"

Namine shook her head, but her blue orbs were threatening to turn white once more as Xemnas made his entrance in her mind. "I'm...fine. Still...shook up from it all."

Roxas led her back into his bedroom. Namine stopped suddenly. "Oh...I should probably grab my clothes from downstairs." She blushed, remembering the charade that had caused it all.

"Sure Namine. I'll be waiting up her. You can sleep with me." Roxas planted a kiss on her forehead, causing her face to turn an even deeper shade of red.

Namine bounded down the stairs quickly, slipping on a simple white tank top and shorts. She definitely didn't want any of the neighbors getting an eye-full of her out the window.

She walked into the living room, finding her clothes laying were they had been strewn. She grabbed them quickly, making sure she hadn't left anything behind. She was ready to go upstairs when she felt a familiar cold breeze.

In the middle of the living room, a cloud of blue and black darkness appeared on the white shag carpet, growing taller and taller. To Namine's horror, a figure appeared from the obvious portal.

"It's a shame that you went to all that trouble, thinking you could actually love the boy." Bright yellowish eyes were peering out of the hood covering the figure's face. The figure didn't have to put his hood down for Namine to know who he was.

Namine clutched her clothes tight against her chest, looking for some means of escape. Her legs were frozen to the spot. "X...Xemnas.." she blushed quickly. Had he seen all we had done...?

"How much longer are you going to play this game Namine? You know we made a deal. You were to do what I say and when I say it. You don't have a heart that's capable of feeling."

Namine felt tears threatening the corners of her eyes. "What...what do you want with me? You are defeated. You can't do anymore harm to us." Namine held her clothes up to her face, afraid the choking sensation would creep upon her once again.

Xemnas picked up the sketchbook that Namine had brung back from her lonely mansion. "It's still in perfect condition as always. And plenty of blank pages to take back the memories of those who once lost their memories before."

"No...I won't do it! GO AWAY!" Namine screamed, hoping Roxas would hear and get the hint that something would happen.

"Namine?" Roxas heard her cries, coming out to the top of the stairs. He gasped. "Xemnas! Get out!" He ran down the stairs quickly.

"Not so fast." Xemnas held up his hand, a barrier of white light covering the middle of the stairs, preventing Roxas from descending any further. "Namine!" Roxas called out.

"Roxas! Don't let him take me!" Namine was crying.

Xemnas laughed with pure delight. "Namine...precious little witch. You're coming back with me. You, you will be taking some memories with you as well."

Namine screamed as Xemnas leapt on her, grabbing her in his grasp tightly. "Roxas! You have to get help! You have to get Sora!"

Xemnas covered her mouth. "Enough, witch. It's time we take our leave."

Roxas peered out from the side of the banister, catching a glimpse of Namine's small tears as she and Xemnas made their way over to the swirling darkness of the portal.

"You'll play nice Namine, won't you?" Xemnas whispered tauntingly in her ear as he backed into the portal, black darkness swirling around them and taking away the vision of Roxas's living room.

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The white light on Roxas's stairs faded, allowing him to go through. He ran down the stairs, tears on his face as he crouched down on the carpet, hoping falsely in his heart that he could find some means of the portal.

"Namine..." he squeezed his eyes shut as hot, cruel tears flowed freely from his face. "Damn..."

Roxas wiped his eyes, standing up. Now what? How was he ever to find her in the oblivion known as darkness?

Roxas snapped out of his trance as his phone on the table began to ring. He looked at the caller ID, revealing that it was Axel.

"H...hello?" Roxas answered groggily.

"Roxas...did you feel that? I felt the strangest yet the most familiar thing. I don't know how to even describe it...what's wrong? You sound like you've got the blues." Roxas was thankful that Axel asked of his problems instead of going on about meaningless chatter.

"He...he has her."

"What? Who has who?"

"Namine...Xemnas has Namine. The filthy bastard took her right in my own house!" Roxas slammed his fist on the carpet.

"What? Xemnas? That old coot? How did he even get inside your house? Is that really what I just felt?"

"I wouldn't doubt it...we...we have to get her. He's gonna force her to take away our memories. He'll ruin us all. Completely reset our lives."

Roxas could hear the flick of a lighter on the other line as Axel lit up a cigarette. "Why doesn't she just not do what he says?"

"Axel you idiot, even if she could, that doesn't matter. We have to save her, she depends on me. I know we can save her. But the problem is, I don't understand where she could possibly be. The World That Never Was is gone. We all know that." Roxas ran a hand through his blonde spikes.

There was a long pause on the other end. Axel finally spoke. "I...have an idea. But it'll require rounding up...everyone. Meet me at the train station in half an hour."

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Roxas drove his sleek car up the winding hills of Twilight Town as he was anxious to reach his destination. His red-head friend had come up with a plan for once, and it kind of nerved the blonde as to what it could possibly be.

As Roxas drove, he recalled the events that had happened right in his own living room. Why the hell did he want her so bad? Dammit, why couldn't I have saved her? I'm such an idiot for doing nothing! Roxas slammed his fist on the steering wheel. He hated how useless he felt.

Ask Roxas entered the archway leading to the train station, he was flagged down by Axel, and parked in the nearest parking spot. Roxas got out of the car, and almost dropped the keys after seeing the group of people accompanying Axel.

It was like the biggest reunion Roxas had ever been to in his entire life. Never again did he think he would see these 10 people all in one place at the same time. After the incident, they had all agreed to try and live separate lives.

Roxas scanned over the crowd, recognizing each face. Xigbar, was leaning coolly against the concrete, his scar and his usual eye patch visible. Zexion was standing with his hands in his pockets, his dark blue hair covering one eye. Larxene had her arms crossed, looking extremely annoyed as she glared at Roxas's approach. Lexaeus was towering over everyone as usual with his buff muscles. Saïx was staring at the ground, his eyes looking empty, his X scar visible on his forehead. Vexen was looking as though he were making mathematical calculations in his head about something while counting on his fingers. Demyx was sleeping on the concrete steps, which wasn't a surprise to Roxas. Luxord was shuffling some playing cards in his hands, going over moves and tactics. Xaldin had a pocket knife in his hand, flipping it up and down, practicing new tricks he had learned on his own time. Marluxia was admiring the flowers that were planted in a concrete plot to decorate the entrance of the train station, and winked at Roxas (much to Roxas's disapproval) as he walked up.

"It's about damn time. Do you know how much I hate doing shit that involves Xemnas the dickhead? In case you didn't know, it's very much." Larxene growled at Roxas, angry as usual. Roxas smiled back at her, entertained.

"Well...that's everyone." Axel lit up a cigarette awkwardly as they all stared at him, waiting for the reason as to why they were all there. "I'm sure many of you remember Namine. Well, Xemnas the asshole took her. And it's our job to get her back from that creep. Roxas is looking for our help."

All 10 of the past members looked at Roxas.

"Why should we help you? We all have our troubles, kid." Xigbar looked at Roxas, then smacked Demyx on the head to wake him up. Demyx yelped, rubbing his head.

"You all equally hate him as much as I do. Think about it. Maybe, with this second chance, we could foil his plans once and for all. Without any chance of him reviving himself." Roxas looked at the ground. "Please you guys. You're my only hope."

Xigbar stood up, leaning off of the wall. He put his hand on Roxas's shoulder. "It's okay kid. We'll help. I think this goes for all of us when I say that I hate that sick bastard."

The group nodded in agreement as they all started having individual conversations about how Xemnas had deceived them in some way or another.

Roxas talked over the noise. "So what do we do? We can't create portals anymore. We've lost our power since the end of Xemnas's reign." Roxas looked up at the dark sky. "Maybe this is hopeless. We don't even know where she is."

Vexen stepped up, starting to give his advice. "Well, according to my calculations, we teleported based on what we projected in our minds-"

"Back off, Einstein." Axel shoved him away, interrupting. "I know what we have to do. It's similar to your idea, Vexen. Well, the start of whatever your idea was. Only mine is in english, not some science-lingo. Anyways, Xemnas was always striving for a heart of his own right?"

Everyone nodded. Demyx scratched his head. "But I don't understand what we could do. I mean, I could barely make a portal myself even when I had the ability." Everyone rolled their eyes, remembering Demyx's ignorance.

"I have an idea guys, just calm down." The background conversations stopped as Axel stepped up to give his advice. "Alone, a single heart is practically nothing. And we have even less than nothing. No hearts at all. But maybe...with our spirit and past powers..we can all come together. And make ourselves whole with our own abilities."

Everyone stayed quiet, either glancing away or looking at the ground.

"We could...always try." Larxene's sour mood was gone, leaving a serious one in it's place.

"We can call forth our powers, and maybe make a direct link to Xemnas's location for Roxas." Vexen stated this, then started making calculations again.

Saïx finally stepped forward after being quiet. "Let's do it. To defeat the one who betrayed us. The one who promised us everything, but gave us nothing in turn." Everyone nodded once again in agreement.

"Alright everyone. Call upon your power, picture your past. For our friend...for our hearts." Axel peered over at Roxas.

All past members of Organization XIII stepped forward into a half circle, even Demyx who was looking tired stood up. Each member outstretched their hand, closing their eyes. A brilliant light began to glow as each member's hand lit up, a sparkling reflection of their weapons of the past summoning into their hands. A large portal of darkness began to form on the concrete, beckoning itself higher and higher until it was tall enough for someone to walk in. Swirls of silver and white lanced through the dark waves of black.

Axel calmly glanced up at Roxas before he made his departure. "For your heart. Get it memorized."

"Thank you Axel." Roxas nodded in appreciation as he hesitated for a moment, then entered the oblivion of darkness to save his precious white witch.


And there's the end of that! Again, I'm sorry for the long ass wait, but I was on a bit of a vacation. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! THANK YOU FOR ALL OF THE VIEWS! Leave me a review, it's much appreciated; it lets me know how I'm doing. Stay kawaii! :3