(I'm baaack!)
Disclaimer: nothing but the story, of course.
Don't waste your time on me;
your already,
the voice inside my head.
Roxas had left me alone, yet again. Leaving me deprived. Desperate. All I wanted at this very moment right now was to be by his side and cling onto him like there was no tomorrow.
...
Yes, that sounded wrong but that's how I was feeling right now.
But in the end, I knew that Roxas, deep inside, was a shallow person. Actually, he had been that way ever since I had met him, but what difference does it make? I mean, besides the sudden change in his moods, he was still heartless.
Which explains why I'm standing here right now with a sea of drunken people.
An extremely deep sea.
I thought of all the possible ways I could get out of here, but alas, there were none.
What kind of party was this anyway? Due to the fact that there was so much drunk people here, I didn't even consider this to be a party. I considered it to be more like a damn festival.
I took a deep breath and pushed my way through all of the drunking bodies. As this was very time consuming, I now considered myself to possibly be a 'human pinball' machine. As I tried to push through everyone, I bumped into someone, causing their glass of alcohol to spill on my knee-length white dress.
And it was times like these that I wish I never existed.
Although Roxas would be mad at me for ruining this dress, I didn't care right now.
Once I made may past through, of what seemed like, millions of people, I ended up in the start of another room. It's gray and white tiles stained with cigarette buds, alcohol bottles, and human waste I'd like to call vomit. I cringed at the thought. What kind of people are these? These aren't even people...
They're pigs.
I casually but slowly stepped into the man-made dump. I made my way through a few alcohol bottles and immediately spotted a oven causing me to crack a smile. Well...
This must be the kitchen then.
I soon heard footsteps echo across from somewhere. They seemed to get louder so I started to panic. If it's one thing I wanted to do, it was to hide: I don't want to be seen.
My mind tried to process it's thoughts as to where I could hide. I looked frantically around the kitchen and spotted some bottom cabinets that looked like I could fit through. Like I said, it looked like I could fit through, which in any case, is not always the way to go. I had been in a similar situation at Latte's N' Things where I was stuck in an air vent aka my secret hiding spot for lunch and could not get out. My current memories however, reminded me of when I shared my first kiss with Tidus after he did me the favor of getting me out...
"Hey there."
And it never ceases me that I always find a good hiding spot a little too late.
My heart skipped a beat. I slowly turned around only to find a young man around my age with aquamarine eyes. His shoulder length silver hair illuminated in the kitchen lights. He smiled, showing his pearly whites.
He was actually quite good looking to be honest.
...But that's not the point. He was a stranger, and that's all there was to it.
He moved a few inches closer to me, and seemed to be tall like Roxas. He questioned me.
"Is anyone there?"
I felt the need to run and lock myself up away from everyone. Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, I felt a strange lump in my throat, causing me not to speak. I opened my mouth to see if that helped. Nothing. No words even came out. I feel like as if almost everything in my throat is pushed down; like if I was having trouble breathing. But the fact that I couldn't get any words out of my mouth, just made me look like an opened-mouth goldfish; which I hated. Why?
Because I bit the tail off my goldfish when I was in 3rd grade. If that's not a good reason to hate something, I don't know what is.
"You know" he said softly, "if you don't want me bothering you... I'll leave."
My eyes widened. This mysterious man was catching me off guard. What was him name anyway? Once again, the cat must have gotten my tongue because I was unable to speak. He rose an eyebrow, shrugged, and turned half way around when I finally said something.
"Wait!"
About time my mouth worked.
He involuntarily stopped and gave me one last seductive smile. "So... you're going to start talking now?" I hesitantly nodded.
"Y-Yeah.." I retreated my gaze to my feet and shifted them, "I guess so." The next thing he did was unavoidable. He used his hand to lift up my chin so I could gaze into his eyes. It worked, but at the same time, I felt myself heating up like a light bulb.
'Darn it, Namine... don't let this guy get to you.'
"So..." He used his fingers to rub lightly against my chin that he still held up, "what's your name?" I frowned. Well, I think if someone is being a flirt, they should be the ones to say their name, first.
"W-Well, what's yours?" He gave me a soft chuckle. He tilted his chin questionably, "Please tell me what's yours first." He gave me the saddest face a boy could ever pull off(minus the time Roxas was frustrated about his past) and was dying to know my name. I bit my lip; debating whether to respond or not.
'Should I lie again?'
I inwardly smiled at the thought, if you're facing someone you don't know in an awkward situation... who says that you can't lie? In my case, it's perfectly legal.
'Yes Namine. That's right, you can do it. Just lie. He won't know.'
"Olette." He rose an eyebrow.
"Really?"
"Really."
He took his hand off my chin and pondered thoughtfully on his own. I felt another lump in my throat be created. The longer he thought, the more it made me shift my feet, the longer I shift my feet, the more it made me sweat, the more I was perspirating, I was soon going to find myself fainted onto the floor or possibly have an extreme case of an anxiety attack.
Hey... it's possible.
"I think... I think I know another girl named Olette. I'm not sure where I've seen her before though..."
My eyes widened. And apparently, there was an Olette, and I didn't even know it. He snapped his fingers in realization. "Oh! I talked to her on that website, yeah, that's it!"
'Wait a minute...'
'I was that girl he talked to!"
He laughed and shook his head. I bit my lip. I knew what was coming next, so I practically ran out of the kitchen, ignoring his 'waits' and 'where are you goings'. I never wanted to deal with him in the first place, anyway. Shuffling through the now, dancing bodies, I decided it was time to make myself useful and at least do something at this party.
Maybe I should look for Roxas.
...No.
I should let him look for me.
I shook my head and gave myself a mental scold. The chances of Roxas worrying about me were very slim. I looked around the room a little more and suddenly, I found myself lost again. Figures. When you go to a party that you weren't even invited to, THIS is exactly what happens.
As I started to have another mental debate with myself on whether I should leave or not, a stranger who appeared a few years older than me handed me a drink. I was going to refuse, but then I looked at what had handed to me.
A simple glass filled with Coke.
A little hesitant, I grabbed the glass; I nodded and wanted to thank him, but before I could, he left.
'Well, that was strange.'
I shrugged off the weird feeling and took a sip. I was thirsty anyway.
After a few sips of my coke, I began to walk around again. And this time, it was to look for a way out of this crazy place because I clearly did not belong here.
I was going to take a corner when suddenly, my body was tensed up at every muscle and an unfamiliar feeling of apprehension swept right over me. I felt dizzy. I looked at everyone and everything around me, the room began to spin slightly and people's heads began to become a blur. How strange.
I looked at the nearest magazine on the table; my blue eyes suddenly saw it in 100 dimensions. I watched the pattern change to swirling colors of great reds, blues, and yellows.
Before I knew it, I was having the time of my life. I was dancing before the whole group of people; performing and showing off. And to be honest...
I enjoyed every single second of it.
I wanted to share my beauty of the experience I was having with the others but my words came out terribly soggy. I was probably being an idiot but I sure didn't feel like one.
While the people were cheering me on, I heard a voice that pierced my ears like Big Ben.
"Namine?"
It kept ringing through my ear drums; making it worse. As soon as I stopped dancing, I swerved around only to find Roxas staring straight back at me.
His smile was crooked, and he had three heads, too. I laughed at myself, I didn't even think it was humanly possible.
Roxas solemnly grabbed my right arm and pulled me out and away from the crowd. I opened my mouth and slurred out some words.
"Whattt are youuu doinggg..gg?"
He didn't answer. Instead, he ignored me and went out through some doors to which led outside.
I felt the brisk air hit the sides of my cheeks. He let go of my arm; I stumbled a little. What did he want? I was feeling great! I had some coke and then the next thing you know, I was dancing in front of everyone! And he's going to ruin that for me?
"Namine..." he said sternly.
"I'm... l-l-leaving... and I'm gunna have a gooood time... without you." He tried to grab my arm again, but I just pulled back like a child. Hah! He'll never get me! He tried to grab my arm a few times more until he finally stopped.
I crossed my arms in satisfaction, while I winning smile played acrossed my face. I let down my arms again slowly, he averted his gaze to the ground and shifted his feet.
And quickly, without even knowing, he grabbed my arm again. Talk about fast reflexes. I tried pulling off, but it was no use, he caught me off guard and plus, he has this iron grip like he's on steroids.
I tried to get away, I really did, but instead, he pulled me close to his chest. I could hear his heart in a heavy rhythm and his breathing become shallow. A blush came over my face but my thoughts were filled with definite confusion. Wasn't he just mad at me earlier and told me not to ruin his fun?
He moved his hands up to grab my shoulders. "Listen Namine-"
He paused for a moment.
"Just... just be careful about what you do around here. You don't know these people." I was going to say something in response, but he cut me off.
"And..." He scratched the back off his head and blushed slightly, "...I'm sorry for what I did to you earlier. Ask no questions... just sorry, okay?"
He grabbed my hand softly and led me back inside to where I was having my earlier dancing experiences before. He left go of my hand. Before he turned away, he gave one last look of concern at me.
This kid was definitely confusing, and no doubt, that it made my head spin like a merry-go-round.
However, I didn't want Roxas to go... not just yet.
"Roxas, wait!"
He turned around and gave me a perplexed look. "What?"
"Can... I follow... you?" He laughed. "Sure. What do you need though?"
And I responded with a simple answer.
"A nap."
As Roxas led me upstairs, we walked in awkward silence.
And like before, I used my peripheral vision to catch a glimpse of him. His posture was more straight this time and he had his hands in his pockets. He had his head up and looked froward.
"So..." he said, deciding to break the silence, "you had fun dancing, didn't you?"
I blushed. There was no way around it. He was going to make me tell him, wasn't he?
"Oh look! A door!" I sped up the stairs as fast as I could to open the nearest door. I smiled. There was a sock on the door knob, so I took it off. "Ew. That sock smells..."
"Uh... Namine?" Roxas said as he quickly caught up, "I don't think you should-"
I swung the door open, only to reveal something that I shouldn't be seeing. ...Not till' I'm at least married.
I just completely embarrassed myself by walking, no... storming, in on a couple who was getting 'busy'. While I was as red as you could possibly get, Roxas was struggling for himself not to laugh.
"Oh gosh! I'm so sorry!" I quickly closed the door back to into it's closed position; sock on the door knob and all. I moved away from the door and slumped up against the wall with my hands covering my face. I could now hear Roxas laughing; making it all the more humiliating.
He wiped a tear from his eye. "I wouldn't worry about it." He stifled a laugh. "It's not like... they'll remember you anyways."
I stood up straight from the wall and rolled my eyes. "Yeah right. Everything I do, everyone remembers."
"C'mon, let's find you a room already."
I nodded and followed him to wherever he was taking me. It felt so weird, though. Why is he being nice to me all of the sudden? Is this just a cover up for today?
"This one should be available." He turned the door knob; the room was empty. He opened the door fully so I could step in. As I did, I let my eyes wander. The room walls were covered with a baby blue tint. A few posters like Batman, Iron man and a poster of the game Resident Evil covered it's walls. This room probably belonged to a boy. But besides the color of the room and the posters, the surroundings were basically plain; with the exception of the bed of course.
I walked slowly and acceptingly to the bed. I uncovered the sheets and jumped in. It was cozy; I liked it. Once I got comfortable, I turned my head only to find that Roxas was indeed staring at me. Mouth open and all.
"You look good in bed" he blurted out. He had a alcohol in his hand and took a few steps closer.
My eyes open wide in bewilderment. The last thing I knew, Roxas wasn't drunk. Or maybe he is; he probably was just good to not act drunk for a few moments.
"Are you drunk?"
He stopped at the head of the bed to ponder and put his pointer finger on his chin.
"Yup. I think the alcohol is finally starting to kick in."
I rolled my eyes. "Finally? What about a few moments ago?"
"I had a booze downstairs annndd... while you were getting into bed, someone happened to walk by with one." He nodded. "I snatched it." He added and showed me the beer bottle in his back pocket. I sat up from my bed a little. "So that's it? It takes two for you?"
He shrugged. "Pretty much." He knitted his eyebrows together. "Why do you care anyways?"
"Just... wondering."
He took another sip of his drink and went around to the other side of the bed. I closed my eyes, only waiting for something to happen next. I felt the mattress go down a little. I opened my eyes only to find that Roxas was laying on the other side of the bed with me.
Yes. With me.
We layed for a few moments of silence. Only again, to be interrupted by Roxas's unnecessary thoughts.
"Nam, can I make a confession to you?" For knowing Roxas for three days, it was sure hard to get the truth of out him. So any chance I did, I took it willingly.
"S-Sure."
He closed his eyed and put his left hand on his head. "I think... I think I just peed my pants a little."
Great.
I can perfectly hear the sound of crickets outside.
"That's nice." I turned away from him uninterested. Although, I really didn't care if he did pee his pants or not. I'm not the one with the bladder problem.
...
Silence.
Silence.
And more unbearable silence.
"Hey..." he said, "do you know that coke glass you had a little while ago downstairs?" I turned back to face him eye to eye. Now, I was interested. Especially if it was about me.
"Yeah? What about it?"
"Well..." He paused. "supposedly, out of the hundreds of coke glasses that were passed out, one of them had LSD in them." My eyes widened.
"D-Do you think that I-?"
"Yeah. I think so. Not to burst your glory bubble or anything." He cut off.
I bit my lip. The very thought of being the only individual to have LSD in their coke glass gave me a stomach ache.
"They even said it was a set up."
I glared at him. "You know, you aren't making the situation any better for me to handle. This is a lot to take in for me; especially when I don't even know these people."
"Oh come onnn. Lighten up, will you? You over exaggerate every little thing that happens to you. So what if you were dancing? You were having fun. A few days from now, I bet you that no one will even remember what happened tonight. Always remember that public memory never lasts."
He was right. I couldn't let it bother me. But the fact that someone had set me up on drinking the coke glass had my curiosity get the better of me.
"You really think someone set me up?" I was most hopeful for a 'no' type of answer.
"Yeah. I mean, you were the only one not invited to the party."
That much was true, I had to admit.
"But there could be tons of people here not invited. I'm sure I'm not the only one."
He pondered the thought for a moment. "True."
We both sighed contently as we stared at the patterns in the ceiling. My eyes tried to scan if I could find any similarities.
Hm, that's funny.
I could make out a few of my deceased family members faces.
"But you know..." he laughed, "you could dance pretty good. I mean, from what I've seen." I averted my gaze from the ceiling and back to him.
"You really think so? I wasn't... terrible... right?"
He snorted. "Trust me, I've seen terrible dancing..." he blushed, "you're not as half as bad." The color on his cheeks deepened as he stared forward with his hands crossed behind his head.
To see Roxas blushing like that made me wonder...
Was he the terrible dancer he was referring to? I tried to suppress a laugh that was trying to over power me. I could not picture Roxas being a bad dancer, let alone, I couldn't picture him dancing at all. My stare lingered for a few moments. A smile spread across my face as I playfully decided to ask Roxas for what could be... an embarrassing question to him.
"Do you dance Roxas?" My smile widened.
He turned his head slightly so it was proportioned to face my way. "N-No."
"Did... you ever try to." He sat up straight from the bed. "I told you. I don't dance. Period." I sat up straight also, with my hands propped down on my sides supporting me. I tilted my head.
"Oh please. Everyone has at least danced before." I teased. He still wasn't looking at me. I quietly jumped out of bed to go on the other side beside Roxas.
He finally snapped his head angrily and glared in my direction. Or... what used to be my direction. "Look, I already told you... I--" He couldn't finish his sentence because I was nowhere around. So with the chance I got, I forcefully grabbed his hand, and got him off the mattress.
"What the-- What the hell are you doing?" I used both of my hands to grab his one. But it was no use. Even though I managed to get him off the bed, his stance was as strong as a boulder. I didn't get him to move a budge. While I was using all of my mighty strength to move him, he stood there unoccupied, yawned and looked at his 'watch'.
"Roxas..." I finally let go of his hand.
"What?" He sneered. And I remember that sneer because it was the first time he ever spoke to me. I looked down at the ground for a mere second, retreating my head back up slowly, I gave him the saddest puppy face that I could ever possibly pull.
"Will you dance?"
"No."
I begged like a child. "Pleeaaase?"
"I said--"
"It'll only be for a few minutes, it won't be a whole dance recital you moron." His left eye twitched at my sudden change in attitude. He finally sighed in defeat.
"Fine. But just this once." I smiled and clapped my hands in excitement.
"One question though: where do we get music?"
Damn it.
With a puzzled look spread across my face, I finally heard the familiar beat that was downstairs...
Of course.
"Do you hear the music downstairs?" He rose an eyebrow. "...Yeah?" I smirked and grabbed his hands to follow me so I can guide him as to where I wanted to dance.
"You can't be serious."
I put my hands on my hips. "Have any better ideas?" I suggested.
A long pause.
"...No."
"Alright then. Let's start."
I let my ears listen to the music downstairs and decided how I was going to make him dance. The beat was techno like and the song itself seemed to be up beat in general. It was very catchy. And hearing the familiar tune made me excited in so many ways.
'Starry Eyed Surprise' was playing.
One of my favorites.
But of course, it had to be the last few moments of the song. I paused for a second, waiting to hear what would be the next selection.
After a few odd moments went by, the next song finally came on.
'We got the afternoon,
You got this room for two,
One thing I've left to do,
Discover me,
Discovering you.'
Blushing slightly, I turned to Roxas who was fully concentrated on staring at a near by computer with his hands in his pockets--his expression hard.
'One mile to every inch of,
Your skin like porcelain'
I bit my lip for a mere second and without hesitation, I forcefully grabbed one of his hands from his pockets and dragged him to the center of the rug.
"What the hell are you doing?" He seemed confused and forgot about the fact that I wanted to dance.
"I told you... remember?"
"Actually... I thought you were joking" he said in a defeated tone.
"Well, now you know I'm not" I mocked. He shrugged and averted his gaze on the carpet floor. As the song continued, I began to move closer to give him the hint.
"So, are you going to dance with me or not?" I asked softly. He slowly nodded. I smiled.
'Cause if you want love,
We'll make it,'
I slowly put my hands around his broad shoulders and moved my gaze on my feet. I couldn't look in his eyes.
'Swim in a deep sea,
Of blankets,'
He slowly wrapped his hands around my waist.
Bringing us closer than we were before... and somehow, it made me feel happy inside.
Way too happy.
Maybe it was because I never got the chance to go to prom in high school; considering that my date dumped me for someone else that same night.
'Take all your big plans,
And break 'em,
This is bound to be a while.'
After gathering up my courage, I finally looked up--only to see his deep azure eyes piercing through my light ones. His deep eyes had a small sparkle from the moonlight. I nervously smiled and we began to slowly move our feet.
'Your body is a wonderland,
Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands),
Your body is a wonderland.'
Throughout the song--we had danced like nothing. It was almost like we were professionals. Without the expensive clothing.
I looked up at Roxas to find him staring at the closed door past me. I slightly cleared my throat to draw his attention in my direction.
"Roxas... I thought you couldn't dance?"
I swear I saw a small tint of pink on his cheeks.
"What? I never said I couldn't dance, I just-" He stopped midway.
I rose my eyebrow. I wanted him to finish.
"What's wrong?" I asked a little concerned.
He was now squinting at the doorway.
"Someone's coming." No words came out from me. All I could manage to do was put my mouth into the shape of an 'o'.
We broke apart from our dance position; Roxas's eyes never leaving the door. I stared back at the door just as intently as Roxas did and waited to see who would appear to behind it.
Suddenly, a small crack of the door was open. Small light emerged into the room while two skinny shadows appeared onto the floor. A slight whisper from a guy and a small giggle from a girl could be heard.
We both stared, still waiting.
Finally, the door fully opened, with a sudden outburst of laughter and the shadows looking more twisted than ever...
These two must have been drunk.
When the 'couple' stepped slowly into the room, they turned the light switch on. My eyes weren't ready for the sudden change so I quickly covered my eyes with my right arm and winced.
After my eyes were finally adjusted, I uncovered them.
Roxas stood still, not moving an inch.
The laughing from the two slowly stopped as they both turned their gaze to us. They weren't all smiles anymore. I used my hands to rub my eyes again, just to make sure I wasn't seeing things.
The boy who stared at Roxas, now was staring at me. He had remembered me from bumping into each other downstairs earlier.
The gorgeous boy with sliver hair and a pale complexion.
"WHAT are these two" first pointing at Roxas, then at me, "doing here?" The girls face was scrunched into an upset one, her red braided hair that flowed to the side of her shoulder and complemented the freckles on her face. She, also, was very pale and had green eyes.
She broke apart from the silver haired boy's arms, took a few small steps and put her hands on her hips waiting for us to give her a straight and reasonable answer. She looked at Roxas for merely a split second and then straight back to me; glaring.
I was happy to return it. Needless to say, I was not afraid of her.
"Because, this is our room for the night." Roxas finally said. I blushed slightly, surely he was joking.
"Well" the red headed girl snapped, "this won't be your room anymore."
"Actually Kelsie..." the young man spoke up, "I... don't feel like it anymore." She snapped her head back in his direction petrified. "But I thought-"
I concluded myself into the conversation. "He doesn't want you sweetie, take a hike." Roxas looked at me confused but also intrigued. I must have said something along the lines of what he was thinking. 'Kelsie' gave me one last angry look and stuck up her middle finger. I snickered. She stomped her way out of the room, roughly brushing past the boy. He took one last look at the doorway and then focused on me; forgetting that Roxas was even there.
The boy took a few steps until he was near me again. He smiled. I swooned.
"So.. last time we met, I never got the proper chance to introduce myself." I slowly nodded, unsure of what to think right now.
I couldn't help but feel Roxas's eyes on me the entire time. Doesn't he know by staring at me like that will eventually put invisible burned holes through the back of my shirt?
"What's your name?" He tilted his head and quizzed. He gently took my hand and kissed it, making me all the more stunned. Roxas just shook his head and rolled his eyes. I wanted to answer but I couldn't help but notice Roxas's sudden change of facial expression. Roxas looked back at the boy and then gave me one last irritated look. We stared at each other for a moment; then he shifted his gaze to the clock and left.
"What's his problem?" I shrugged. Not knowing what to stay. I myself, didn't know what troubled Roxas either.
"So... are you going to tell me your name? Or do you want me to start first?" A few moments of silence went by, I still couldn't say my name.
He laughed. "Very well then... I'll start first. I'm Riku. What about your name?" Riku's name matched perfectly with him. A young jock type man who had his shiny silver hair almost covering his aquamarine eyes completely. And like I had said earlier, he was gorgeous. Too gorgeous to be talking to a girl like me.
I swallowed hard. Preparing to say my name.
"I'm Namine" I managed to squeak out. Apparently he had forgotten earlier that I had lied to him about me being Olette. He smiled with his perfect teeth and used his seductive tone of voice to compliment me.
"Namine..." he said out loud to himself, "it's a very beautiful name. I never heard anything like it before... you shouldn't have lied to me before about it though..." I blushed.
"Oh..." I said shyly. "Thanks... and uhm... Riku is... a very nice name too... I've never heard it before either." He let out a small chuckle at my attempt in complementing him.
"So" he said suddenly "shall we get to know each other better then?" He smiled. I stared at him with my mouth slightly open and nodded. How did I manage to ever run away from this boy in the first place? He was too perfect... too perfect for words.
From there, he started to ask me one question after another. It was by that time, I had forgotten about Roxas and all of his troubles and focused merely on Riku.
I'm sososososoSO sorry for the EXTREME delay! The last few months of school were hectic for me and I needed to focus on passing so I wouldn't end up in summer school. A lot of things were on my mind the past few months, which is why I couldn't get to updating this story.
And I know I promised myself I would get to this story and catch up during summer... but again, things weren't working out like they should.
Going to parties, hanging out with friends, concentrating on practicing sports... it all came down on me like a ton of bricks. I want to be like every teenager and have fun over the summer, but, also please you guys by updating with new chapters for you to enjoy reading.
So I'm sorry if you guys forgot what this story was mostly about... I kinda forgot myself too xD I had to do quick flashbacks of reading and remind myself of what point I left off in. So if you forgot too, I suggest quickly skimming back through the last chapters.
& thank you guys for motivating me to continue this story, even though it's been a HUGE break... I still got reviews when I checked my e-mail. Thanks, to all of you, it put a smile on my face. (:
Until next time,
Miss Tigress.