Chapter Ten
Rain
A/N: Hello my faithful friends, accomplices and partners in crime. I give you now chapter ten of, This is what Happens When Love Gets in the Way. I'm thinking of changing the title to, Reset My Memory, what do you think? I think it sounds good. The reason I'm changing is because the story turned out so much differently then I thought it would, you know? I'm just giving you a head's up and if you have any other titles in mind please tell me in your review!!! Remember, complete sentences!!!
Lurve,
.kittykute
It was colder then Roxas would have liked, but he ran from the corrupted house filled with the remains of spider web memories. He turned from the large double door and dashed towards the small cupboard door and into the garden. The mid afternoon sun had dappled the entire place in a wonderful, glazed light that bounced off everything and made everything appear fuzzy and warm, he felt relief trickle back into his angered mind. He slowed his pace and walked to a certain sunny spot next to the wavering willow and sat down letting the hot sun cloak his body and release his pain.
He didn't want to admit it, but Roxas didn't hate Namine anymore. Infact, he felt love for her, he wanted to make sure she was ok, that her dreams were fulfilled and her heart filled with happiness. Roxas wanted to hold her and make that haunted look in her beautiful azure eyes vanish and fill with warm… Jesus Christ, this is starting to sound like a bloody V.C Andrews novel! (Not that that's a bad thing,) He hunched back up agenst the old, weathered bark of the willow tree and buried his head into his arms. He hated his life. He wanted back into the life he had before, even if it was some type of program. He wanted it back the way it was before Namine took away his memory, before he met Axel and joined the Organization before everything became complicated. Security was something he wanted back, as if it was stripped from him and locked away, something he could only get back unless he had the key.
And why the hell was Falcon, his supposed loving brother hitting on Namine? Only thinking about it infuriated Roxas more. He felt the grinding of his teeth agenst his bottom molars, and the irritating tremble in the back of his jaw.( Everybody has done this and if you haven't, what kind of bloody person are you? DO IT NOW!)
Just as it was beautiful, the hidden oasis had begun to acquire some rain. Roxas was happy because the tree shielded him and he could see the falling rain. It had been the first time in four years he had seen rain…
Flasbacker!!!
Roxas threw back his head and savored the sweet smell of the rain falling from the ever-dark sky. He loved the rain, the way it smelt, the way it trickled down his face, how it tasted when it hit his open mouth, it drove him crazy. Warmth radiating from his Organization cloak, he danced through the rain letting the rain hit him and soak his heavy zippered coat making him cool again.
The World That Never Was, The Organization's stronghold, was in complete serenity. The Nobodies were sealed away in the Castle, so Roxas didn't have to feel as if he was being watched.
He stopped and kept his face up to the dark sky, watching the little silver bullets dance around him just as he just had.
"And people call me gay," A voice irked from the shadows, Roxas turned abruptly, ready for combat when he relaxed. It was only Axel, leaning up agenst the wall with his arms crossed.
"Axel! How… how long have you been here?" Axel smiled and stood up straight.
"Long enough to know you're a queer little shit, now come in it's dinner," Young 16 year old Roxas followed behind him, completely unaware of his past. Axel gave Roxas a small, side-ways glance as they traveled the streets of Axel's for-now home. Roxas's mouth was traveling a mile a minute, talking about how Demyx had tricked him, making the hot water in the shower stall turn ice cold, and when he switched the cold water on, freezing water poured out. He was cursing and swearing Axel couldn't help but laugh at him as they managed their way towards the pub.
True enough the Organization members lived in the big castle thing that dominated The World That Never Was's landscape but they ate, drank and made merry at Journey's End, a small Irish style pub located off a small side street, hidden in an alley. (They hid it because if the enemy found it they'd never have ale again!)
Roxas and Axel entered and beheld a familiar sight. Most of the Organization members were sitting on wooden chairs over plank tables, sipping ale, brew and lager and talking. The heavy wooden door slammed shut as Axel wondered towards the bar and grabbed the attention of Smiths, the programmed cyborg that Saix had created for that very purpose.
"I'll have an ale and what do you want, Roxas? Chocolate milk?" Luxord snickered from his table were Xaldin and Vexen were seated, playing cards. (No shit,)
Roxas let it roll off.
"Go fuck yourself, Axel. Orange juice and vodka please," The human like A.I turned on it's heel and began pouring some ale from a tap on the opposite side.
"I really shouldn't be drinking, you know. You're forcing your bad habits onto me," Roxas teased, Axel took the pint of ale that was placed on a coaster in front of him and sucked it back, letting the bubbly mix swirl down his throat.
"Shut up, you could have had the chocolate milk if you wanted it," Roxas's orange juice arrived, he took the sliver of orange out of it and started to suck on it. Demyx came up from somewhere and leaned agenst the bar beside Axel. He was clutching a baby blue concoction…
Mysterious End Flashback!!!
The memory stopped there, for Namine had ran from the house, clutching an opened umbrella. She spotted him and ran through the soggy green and beneath the willow tree where she sat down on the dry grass and shut her umbrelly.
"What's wrong? Why did you run out like that?"
"Because I could." He countered quickly, Namine rolled her eyes.
"I didn't get a chance yet but Happy Birthday. You're eighteen, how do you feel?"
"No different then what I felt yesterday." A smile came to her lips. The rain still continued to fall as Namine stretched out her legs and crossed them at the ankles. Roxas fought not to notice how lovely they looked.
"Falcon is a natural flirt, you were the same." Roxas straightened up.
"Yeah, I was. Before you reset my memory." Namine looked grief stricken as she fondled with her hair, curling it about her fingers and tapping her other fingers on her thigh.
"But you told me to…" It was like opening sealed scars. Namine hated herself because she ridded Roxas of the most important thing, his memory and love for his family. She wanted to cry because she angered him, but she kept a tear less face anyways.
"I'm sorry, Namine. I— I guess I'm still trying to figure out who I am. My entire life is a lie, every feeling, every laugh and kiss I've had was a lie," He'd been kissed? It was like a blow to the stomach for Namine.
"Who have you kissed?" Namine couldn't resist asking. Roxas huddled slightly closer to the sketching beauty as he leaned his head on her shoulder.
"The first girl I kissed in my old memory…" He paused to think, every second passing by was marked by the rain falling down. Namine chewed on her lip, and waited for him to answer.
"The first girl I kissed had to be you, I haven't kissed any other girl. Sure, I've made out and felt up some chicks, but I've never kissed them," It was a lie, of course but a lie to catch her attention.
Namine was hooked line and sinker. He had made out with some chick? Horny basterd! She suddenly felt slightly uncomfortable. Roxas laughed and continued on.
"What do you think the Organization is planning?" Roxas finally asked.
"Personally I think they want the Keyblade in their control, other then that I don't know what they want to do with it," Roxas nodded his head. The gentle smell of paupu was intoxicating once mixed with the scent of rain. Accidentally, Roxas sniffed her scent in quite hard, and Namine noticed. She smiled.
"You like my perfume?" She questioned. Roxas bolted straight up.
"I—"
"It's ok, I like it too. That's why I wear it." Roxas turned away to hide his blush. Amused, Namine pulled her knees up to her chest and twiddled her white painted toe-nails which were hidden in juvenile white saddle sandals. The rain continued to pour. Dying to make conversation, Roxas brought up his own brother.
"So do you think Falcon is staying?" He had grown to have some type of distain for his brother, since he was such a flirt. Namine laughed, it showed in her eyes how stupid she thought he was being.
"Of course! He was born and raised here, why wouldn't he want to stay here? It's his home, just as it is yours and mine." She paused.
"You wouldn't want to leave, would you?" Sure, Roxas wanted to leave. He wanted his old life back, even if it was simulated. But he rathered simulation over complication. Yet, he wanted to stay there, something was there. Some mysterious presence that drew him in and didn't let go. For Namine's sake he smiled.
"No, I don't want to leave." And he continued to stare out into the graying world around them. Namine sighed in relief.
"So, do you want a cake for your birthday?" She asked him.
"No, not really." Namine laughed aloud and started to twiddle with her fingers.
"Too bad, I want to make you a cake." She assured, Roxas sighed in annoyance but although it was fake, Namine felt a little distressed.
"You're done too much for me already." Namine smiled brightly, as if she was receiving some radical comment.
"Hmm, what if you help me? When we were younger, you'd always watch me bake, you especially loved it when I baked cinnamon rolls," She continued to drone on about baking when Roxas remembered something. He remembered.
"…— and you'd roll out the dough for me when it was too hard for me to use. You wore that flimsy apron—"
"It was filmy like a negligee, right? You make it for me from one of my Mother's old sleep nighties." Namine stayed deathly still.
"You, you remember?"
"Ya, and I remember one time that Falcon threw flour at my head and he called us the golden couple because my hair turned so white." Tears brimmed in Namine's eyes. Without warning, she threw her arms about his neck and buried her face into his shoulder. Roxas stood still, afraid that he had made her upset. Overwhelming happiness drowned him, he had remembered something! He wasn't supposed to though, Namine had wiped his memory clean for him. Then why? Why had he remembered…?
"Namine stop crying. What's happening? I remembered something, why are you sad?" He asked childishly, Namine with her arms still linked around him peered into his eyes. Her beautiful, beautiful blue eyes were draining tears but a smile played on her face. She was happy? Of course, he remembered something from his own past when Namine's spell had covered his past in black Swiss cheese holes…
"Namine, what the hell is wrong with you?" Roxas asked for the second time.
"Don't you understand? My spell, all spells have a catch." She took her arms off is neck and smoothed away her tears with the back of her hand. She was sitting on her own legs.
"Every spell that I cast, that any Witch casts, has a special condition. When this condition isn't met or if I tell somebody the condition then the spell breaks, but in a bad way. You would have lost your entire memory if I told anybody. So I kept it a secret but the condition was met!" Roxas didn't quite understand. (Me: Well aren't YOU a tea cup short of a tea set? A couple sandwiches short of a picnic? Not the smartest cookie in the jar?) Namine regained her posture and linked her hands together in a flattering way and smiled brilliantly.
"Then wha- what was the condition?" Namine was smiling fully now.
"The condition that I set up myself was this; If you learned to trust and love, then your memory would come back again! The memory that you just remembered was of me and you because you just realized that you trust and…" She cast her eyes down and blushed a bit.
"And that you love me too," Anger flooded through Roxas's skull and pumped to his sinuses. His rage drove him to shut his eyes and stand up.
"Roxas—?"
"How could you be so selfish? I—I thought you were if not a little, more selfless then that! You know what? Fuck it, why are you constantly bitching to me that you love me when I don't love you back? I-Don't-Love-You-That-Way! Do I have to put it on a bloody fucking Speak N Spell for you? Fuck, man! I can understand why I left, you're a nagging bitch with a spoon shoved so far you your ass you don't have enough common sense to tell that I don't love you like that! Fuck you, Namine! Fuck you!" He turned on his heel and marched off, then halfway he started to run.
"Roxas!" Namine called back. But he pretended not to hear.
Everything was wrong. His life, his emotional wellbeing and his heart. His heart most of all. He trusted Namine and sure, he learned to love her too but why did she have to add such a snag that would ensure her to get what she wanted in the end? What a bitch!
Roxas stomped off into the Woods in front of the Mansion and started to blinding run around. He was searching for a path when he opened his eyes a little too late and bumped violently into a tree. Roxas flew backwards and onto the wet, marshy land. Blood started to seep from his nose as he let himself succumb to the sweet darkness that held no pain, no love and no lies.
The last thing he remembered seeing was a flash of red and the rain patting carelessly to the ground.
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A/N: Me and my evil cliffies! (Damn you, Katelyn!) SHUDDDUP! So, happy birthday to me! (It's been like, a week.) As I have said before in my previous sentence, SHUDDUP!!! God imaginary friends can be damn annoying. Jesus, can anybody relate?
Oh yes and about the whole WIN A DATE WITH YOUR FAVORITE ORGANIZATION MEMBER? Roxas wasn't intended to be in it. WHY? Because I said so. Deadline is in, in about… NOW! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!
So, Lebrezie you win a date with AXEL!!! (Remember, I get him on weekends!)
Look forward to your story in the next chappie or check it out on my authors page.
I think I will continue this segment. I am adding Sora in the contest!!!
ScOrE:
Sora: ZERO COOKIES!!!
Axel: ZERO COOKIES!!! (And taken)
Demyx: ZERO COOKIES!!!
Riku: ZERO COOKIES!!!
Alright! FINE Riku can be included but ONLY because I like his hair. If his hair was flat, then he'd be fucked.
LOVE,
.kittykute