Thanks to those who reviewed last chapter. You're all much loved.
Psh. I'm sorry guys. This could have been up earlier. But I just didn't wantto post it. Why? Because I really didn't want to end it. But then I figured I would either have people angry or I'd die or some crap like that. So tada. Here's chapter ten. Roxas's POV.
Chapter Ten: The Sea Tastes Sweet
"Naminé!" I lunged forward, grabbing her wrist.
She was hanging over the edge, crying, holding onto my arm. I told her to hold on. Then I realized that was stupid, she wasn't going to let go. And then I pulled. Pulled her up, over the edge and into my lap.
She was shaken up. She didn't stop crying for a while, she just sat there. It was awkward. I didn't know what to say. Or what to do. I just let her sit there and cut off the circulation in my arm.
Once she had stopped crying. She looked at me. Her face was tear stained. Her hair clung to her face. And in her eyes, I could see myself, and realized I was crying too. I don't know what I would have did if I had let her fall. If I hadn't been able to pull her up. My stomach hurts to think about it.
I tried to ask her if she was okay, but I couldn't. As soon as I had opened my mouth, she leaned closer. And then our lips were touching. She tasted salty. Maybe from the ice cream, but maybe it was her tears. But it was sweet. But I know that wasn't the ice cream. That was her. And then I figured, that's what the sea must taste like. Salty, but sweet. Just like her.
We sat at the top. At the top of the city until it was dark. And then together, hands enclosed, we made our way down the tower steps. Back to the captain's quarters.
Eck. Short. Yes. My apologies. But. LOOK I USED A NAME! I figured it was time. And it seemed appropriate. Anyway, one more chapter, and I'll be officially through with this. Done. Completo. S'good stuff.
My pirate metaphors died this chapter it seems. Anyway, review, be angry at the shortness, any of that. And thanks for reading.