B a r e l y Legal

Happy Birthday, coffee girl. I would say to have a great day, but I'd be lying. And I'd never lie because I'm perfect.. xD ..So you know how Aerith is always like 'be nice to Naminé!' and stuff? Well I told her I would be nice to you. Today. And give you a card, happy? Well I don't want you getting used to it. So… yea… and tell Kairi I've stopped that whole 'being cute' thing, okay? She keeps teasing me now because 'she knows how cute precious Roxy can be'… I think I'm done quoting now.. Bye :|

..Roxas Nabradia

Roxas' card kept running through my mind all day Sunday. He was so weird. I know he hates me and I know he can be nice sometimes, so why does he bother telling me over and over? He's got some problems. And Kairi read the note and told me he was lying about that last part and we should be friends. But I think she's really still obsessed with us being a thing. It just makes me sick thinking about it.

"Naminé, seriously, you need a hearing aid or something. Let's go!" Kairi shouted at me. I do not need a hearing aid; I just space out a lot. Darn that Roxas Nabradia. Speaking of which, this is the first time I heard his last name. It's odd that it took that long, but oh well.

"I'm coming." I whined. Kairi was finally dragging me to the first photo shoot for her store. She decided on a name for her store this week actually. 'The Kai'. Better late than never I guess.

I followed the young entrepreneur to the elevator and to an awaiting taxi on the street below. This is going to be an adventure…

~*~

"Go in here for hair. Then go in here for make-up. Then go to him for costume and back to me." A tall brunette was giving me orders and gesturing to various doors, inspiring confusion and causing me to cling to Kairi's arm for dear life.

We were on a higher level of Radiant Studios. I don't think I've ever actually been here before. And where was Roxas?

"Just follow me." I looked up in time to notice Kairi walking ahead of me.

The next hour or so was torture. I could deal with Kairi probing at my face but I couldn't handle all these strange people. Especially the guys in the changing room. That was weird. Good thing they had a curtain for me to change behind.

I ended up coming out of it all looking like... Well, I looked like a blonde Kairi.

They used spray tan or something because I didn't look pale for once. And, hey, I wasn't orange! My darker skin made my hair appear more blonde, but not like white blonde. It was lightly scrunched, and they put on really plain make-up. When I say 'really plain' I mean a crap ton of what looked like just chapstick and mascara. And I was wearing a white tank top with a pink line going down the side that had a small pink logo in the corner. I was also wearing low rise, dark rinse jeans (skinny, but flared a little at the bottom) that had a matching logo on the little pocket in the pocket, whatever that was called. I looked pretty cute. Almost like a Hollister model, except not pretty.

Well I guess I kind of lied, because even though I'd never admit it to Kairi, and I always pointed out all the flaws in the system, I sort of liked this. It was the same art I always liked, but applied in a new way.

I came out of the dressing room to see Roxas standing there in all his cocky glory.

"Glad to see you showed up."

"Way to greet your fellow prisoner, coffee girl. They said I can't even take pictures! And that was the only reason I decided to even help Kairi with this in the first place." Roxas came over to me to complain. I noticed said redhead scurried off to do some 'work'. And I got my first glimpse of the photographer. He was blonde and had a goatee and thick rimmed black glasses. But oh so hip.

"Oh boo-hoo, I thought I was only helping with the layout and look what I got sucked in to."

"But I don't see you telling her off and going home. I've told you before to be your own person."

"Like you have the right to lecture me about my problems. You're so messed up, I'm surprised you can even form words." And I really don't care that that made no sense whatsoever. With Roxas, I don't really have to try.

"Be that way. Let's just get this over with." He walked ahead of me and towards the photographer on set. I hoped he would trip over something. At the very least, it gave me a chance to see what he was wearing since I failed to notice before. He had on pretty much what he normally did. They didn't really do much. 'He better not be given the satisfaction of him being perfect for modeling. I mean, not by me. Since I don't think that.'

I shook my head to rid myself of those sinful thoughts and returned my attention to his clothes. He too was wearing dark rinse jeans, so we matched. And he was wearing a loose looking white t-shirt. I took note there was a little logo at the bottom of his too. And he was wearing this weird necklace that made him look rugged. If that was possible to do for a necklace on a guy. That made me think, it was weird not wearing my necklace I always did. It was habitual to feel at it when I was nervous, but now I would have to be content with fidgeting with my hair.

"Naminé, come over here." I walked over to the photographer, whom was calling for me, and he began talking about what we were going for today. The terms he was using confused me and I wasn't sure what to do, so I just decided to do what Roxas told me to. 'That will never happen again. I will not allow it.' This was much harder than taking test photos like a few weeks ago. But I liked a good challenge.

We just stood there for a while looking at various places and making the faces he wanted while he took pictures.

"Okay, let's do some partner work now." I looked to Roxas then back to Kairi to glare at her. She found it fun to stand by the photographer and smile creepily at us. "Roxas, just put your right arm around her waist and your left resting on her side." Roxas looked annoyed as he did so. I understand since he does this kind of thing for a career and knows how to get the best shot. I just felt awkward, but didn't try to show it. This whole environment was new for me, even though I work around this every day. It was weird being on this side of the lens.

Not to mention, being this close to the guy I hated made me think of wearing his hoodie last weekend. And I still have it too. That was actually a pretty good day. 'Shut up, Naminé. You've already have 'go-on-about-Roxas-and-your-birthday-time'.

'He smells like cologne and shampoo, just like his hoodie. That unique scent of his drove me crazy. I guess since I've already accidently admitted he was attractive; it's okay to say to myself now. I just still hate him.'

I looked up to see Roxas was whispering me orders on what to do. He looked awkward too, so maybe that's okay. "Just relax." I did as he said, taking a deep breath and loosening up. I found myself posed so I was looking down slightly with my eyes closed, but smiling and he was resting his forehead on mine, mirroring my expression. I placed my hands on his chest and positioned my leg so I could lean on it without leaning on him entirely. It was kind of hard to keep my hands still though. His shirt was so soft.

The photographer took a few more shots before telling Roxas to hold me closer. He used these words, not me. I really don't want to say it felt comfortable, but it did. Maybe I could deal with us being friends. Maybe, but nothing more since that'd be a huge transition from enemies. I was too old for that emotion-straining schoolgirl stuff.

My eyes were closed so I was immediately working on autopilot as I felt Roxas move his head so his lips were barely touching my forehead. How weird was that? I didn't react so maybe he'd know we could go straight back to hating each other after this… I hate feelings.

"I think this is enough for today. I don't want to pile on too much for beginners. We can try multiple outfits per shoot later on. I'll see you next week." The photographer sighed and turned away. I wonder how long we were doing this for.

Roxas instantly recoiled his arms and walked to 'his' dressing room without saying anything to me. It felt cold briefly till I adjusted to the room temperature. Maybe he was going into that sad mode again. I hope not. He hadn't even started that till recently, and it kept coming back quicker and quicker. This may be the first time I've actually wanted to be his friend. So then I could just ask him about it and he'd act normal. He just had such out of control mood swings around me.

"That was so cute!" Kairi's cheery voice filled my ears.

"What?" I turned to see her smiling still.

"I said, 'that was so cute!'" She repeated.

"No it wasn't. That was acting. You know how I feel about him and him me. It was all for you. It's just his darned mood swings that are getting in the way." Maybe over explaining and rambling about my inner thoughts wasn't the best route to go.

"Umm… okay then. So are you going to try to be friends with him?" She nudged me and raised her eyebrows in a suggestive manner. I guess it didn't matter what I said, she was always going to go back to that. Weren't ex-girlfriends supposed to be jealous?

"You know, Kairi, I think you need to calm down."

"What? I wasn't the one being crazy moments ago. And I could clearly see the chemistry between you two! Now isn't that what I told you before this all even started?" Darn she was right. But that doesn't mean there actually was chemistry. Roxas is just really good with this kind of thing. Great, now he was confusing me even more than usual. 'Way to just throw in feelings that weren't really there, Kairi. Now you've got me even more messed up!' No, I'll just stick with hating him and secretly finding out why he was always so sad.

"I hate how confusing you're making this."

"So you admit there are feelings there?"

"No!" I huffed before stalking off to 'my' dressing room. This was one unnecessarily crazy day.

~*~

'Mom, what's wrong with me? I hate this guy. And he hates me. Then all of a sudden he acts all emo and I'm sympathizing him? I mean, seriously, this makes no sense. He was being nice just last week. And this week we were just acting semi-normal with a few normal jabs at each other. And now we have the first photo shoot and he's being nice? Like more than nice, mom, really nice. And Kairi comments on 'how cute we are together' and now I'm even considering being his friend? I am so messed up. You have no idea.'

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Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, Hollister, Final Fantasy XII, or any other copyrighted thing I used.

First, sorry for the shortness. Second, this chapter is the Saturday after last chapter, so one week. Third, so was this chapter too fluffy, too fast? Because I think it was. I don't know, it just didn't really make sense. But you guys seem to like fluff, so maybe it was a good thing. I just don't want to move things too fast. But now they can emphasize the denial..? I'm just upset with this because I had three months in story to use and I put this all in one chapter. Oh well.. I hope you all liked it! NOW ABOUT THE CHAPTER ITSELF. I snatched away Raslar from FFXII's last name! Muahahahaha.. Well for good reason. He (and Ven) look like Raslar anyways. So it works.... And I had to google image search hollister models to get inspired for their shoot. So I pretty much just described one of the pictures I saw but used those two and Kairi's logo... And I finally revealed the card! I completely made it up as I wrote, but I guess that's not any different from the entire chapter itself. Which is why it may seem inconsistent.. BUT I REALLY HOPED YOU LIKED IT.

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And this chapter's shout-out goes to Ginki! Because I forced you to read and review this. Your reviews were so silly.... So everyone, get reviewin' and maybe you will get a shout-out someday too! :)

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