Okay, it's time for Don't Mess with the Rules.
Last chapter Xion invited Roxas to Destiny Islands, he accepted.
That's where I left off.
You know the time I said something is up with Xion, well, this is when you find out what it is.
Oh, and I'm sorry for the telling and not showing, I'm working on it.
WARNING: THERE ARE SOME CLICHES.
And, yeah, I'm very sorry for the unbelievably long wait, ugg, not much inspired, and the error thing sort of gave me a chance to not write for a while, haha. To top that all of, I just realized something huge and it freaks me out.
I just want to make it clear, Rox acts nicer around Xion and Nams cuz 1) He's dating Xion (he believes that he's in love) and 2) He has feelings to Namine (which he fervently denies). So, I at least wanted him to be nice to them due to his feelings.
I woke up early. Earlier than everyone else in all of Twilight Town probably. Why would I even wake up early? Well, I don't need my Mom and Dad to know where I'm going, I don't need anyone to be questioning me and making me lag behind. I flick on the tall floor lamp that was in a corner of my room and walked to the closet. Xion said that we'd be at the islands for three days, so that means two days away from everyone, including Namine.
I push the thoughts of Namine out of my head. All I can think about is her saying that something is wrong with Xion. Those thoughts don't exactly make me want to go on this trip. So, no thoughts of Namine at all, it's all going to be thoughts of Xion. I fling open the door and grab a duffel bag. I close the door as lightly as I could, as to not wake up my parents. I make my way over to the old dresser and grasped the handles.
I slowly pulled my arms towards myself. I cringed when a loud moan came from the dresser. I looked towards the door. There was nothing that suggested that my parents were awake, but I continued on. I wasn't going to go slow, it would only make it more obvious. It's now or never. I adjusted my grip, then pulled as fast as I could. The creak was only for a second, but it was hella loud. I pursed my lips.
I turn my gaze to the door again and smile when I don't see any light coming from under the door. I turn away and grab three days worth of shirts and shorts. I have to dig around fro what seems like hours to gind my swim trunks. I throw that into my bag also. I quickly close the drawer and grab the jeans from the spot I had thrown them and shook them open. I untied the strings on my sweats and push them down to the ground. I grab my black shorts and pull them up and button them as quickly as possible.
Then I pulled the over sized shirt I had been wearing off and threw it to the ground. I picked up the white t shirt I pulled out and pulled it down my head. I put all of the other clothes I had taken out and hastily put them into the duffel bag. I walk to the door of my room and slip on the sandals I rarely ever used. I walked to my bed and I grabbed the duffel bag, swinging it over my shoulder. I walk to my desk and put my sweatshirt in the crook of my arm.
I was about to leave my room when I saw something. There was a bright light pooling in from under my door. My parents had woken up. I back away from the door. Now how do I get out? I walk backwards and sit on my bed. How? Everything is ruined now. I sigh and put the duffel bag onto the ground near my bed. The door opens and two figures are standing in the door way. My Dad narrowed his eyes when he saw the duffel bag and my Mom pursed her lips.
"What ar you doing?" My Dad asks me. I look at him, annoyed at how he ruined my plans.
"What does it look like?" I ask him coldly. My Dad crosses his arms.
"You're not allowed to go any where," He says. I shrug, not really caring about his opinion.
"I can do what I want, I do make the rules after all," I say back. My Mom huffs and I turn my gaze to her.
"What's your problem?" I ask. My Mom shakes her head at me.
"All of your stupid rules. We're your parents Roxas, why do we have to follow all of these rules?" She asks me. On any other day I would've answered that it was because I wanted everyone to pay for bullying me in the old days, but this is one of those days.
"It's for Sora," I say back. My Mom looks away, her eyes suddenly down cast. My Dad looked at me, his eyes showing an untold sorrow, something I have never seen within him.
"He wouldn't want this," He said to me. I had enough, I don't want to listen to their false accusations. They wouldn't know what he would've wanted or not, so they need to stay out of business like this. I grab the duffel bag and swing it over my shoulder once again.
"You wouldn't know what he'd want," I say back to him. My Dad doesn't respond, so I press on. When I was almost to the door, my Dad put his arm across the frame. Damn, now I can't leave. I glare at my father.
"Let me through," I hiss at him. My Dad shakes his head.
"No," He states simply. I scoff a how much of an idiot he's being. I turn around and look for another way out. My eyes settle on the window. Another one of my spontaneous decisions is coming onto me. I walk to my bed and throw my bag onto the bed. I climb onto it and crawl to the window. I grab the latches and swing the window outwards. The cool night air blasts my face, and a small shiver travels down my spine. I pick up my bag and dangle it from the window.
I let go of the handles and it falls with a dull thud to the smaller roof about five feet below. Before I could swing my own leg out of the window, my mother speaks up.
"You're not leaving," She says. I look back at her and see that she has her arms cross, her eyes were staring hard at me.
"Watch me," I reply. Then I swing my leg into the open air, shivering when the bitter air made contact with my bare skin. I swing my other leg into the air and slowly lower myself into the open space. This time my father talks.
"You better not leave," He says to me. I look at him, my eyes barely reaching above the sill. I don't reply and I let my hands go. I land on the roof and pain courses through my spine. I ignore it and push my duffel bag off the roof and onto the ground. I lower myself to the ground again, waiting until I was as close to the ground as I could be to the ground before letting go. I pulled on the sleeve of my sweatshirt hanging off of the roof and zipped it onto myself.
I bent down and picked up my bag and made my way to Namine's house.
...Later...
I stood outside of Namine's house and I tried to locate the front door. The streets were cold and it took a while, but eventually I did. I grab hold of the knob and I turn it. The door doesn't open and I groan. I should have expected that, I was more focused on getting out of my house to remember that most people lock their doors at night. There's only one way into her house now, and I've only used this way one time.
I walk along the side of the house and I feel along the wall. My hands meet vines and wood. I grasp the wood and place one foot in one of the square cut outs of the wood. I hoist myself, grunting while I do it. I put my other foot up, and move my hands up, pulling myself up. I did that for god knows how long. When I reached the top I let out a huff. The light in Namine's room is off, but I can see the general outline of everything. I see a lump on what seems to be a bed, and I conclude that that is Namine.
I take off one hand and wobble a bit. I hold my breath and tighten my grip, trying to balance my self. When I stop movig around so much I place my free hand on her window. I feel around, looking for a handle to open the window. I find none. I pull my self closer to the wall and put my other hand back onto the wood. Great, I came all the way up here for nothing. I groan and let my head fall forward. I hadn't exactly thought out that action because my head collided painfully with the glass. I wince and quickly pull my head back.
Without thinking I took a hand away from the one thing keeping me from falling and rubbed my head. I cursed at myself and tried my hardest not to curse the inventor of windows. Suddenly a light shone through the window and into my eyes. I squinted and created a visor with the hand that I was rubbing my head with. I could see a shape moving towards the window. The window was pushed up and a very angry blonde girl glared at me.
"What the hell Roxas?" She whispered to me. I didn't answer but moved my hands into her room. I curled them around the bottom of the sill and pulled. I grunted and swung my legs. Namine scoffed and grabbed both of my hands, pulling me into her room. I crashed onto her floor. I wasn't that loud, but it was still a blazingly obvious noise. I sat up and gave Namine a smile. She replied by baring her teeth and growling.
I ignored her and sat on her bed. Namine walked over to me and pushed me off then took my place. She sat back against her pillows and crossed her arms. I looked up at her from the floor and noticed just how disheveled she looked. Her hair was a mess around her head and stood up in every place, her t-shirt was way to big and hung off a shoulder, and her purple shorts went only to about mid thigh.
"What are you dong here?" She asked me.
"I wanted to see you," I reply.
"At three in the morning?" She whisper shouted at me. I shrugged.
"I'll be gone by ten in the morning, and the world knows you sleep until noon," I say back to her. Namine stops glaring, and she raises her eyebrows. I doubt it's because I brought up her "normal" sleeping patterns.
"You're leaving?" She asks. I nod.
"Not for a long time though. Only about three days," I say back to her. She nods slowly.
"You're going where?" She inquires.
"Destiny Islands," I say back to her. She nods once again, biting her lip.
"Is it safe to assume that it's a gang thing?" She asks me. I shake my head and Namine's eyebrows rose once again. I took the chance to elaborate. I thought she would've caught on, but no one can be as smart as me, right?
"I'm going with Xion. We're getting a hotel," I tell her. Namine smacks her lips and looks away from me. She scoffs and shakes her head. "Is there a problem?" I ask her. Namine looks back at me, her eyes like a predator's.
"Yes, there is a problem. You're going away with your girlfriend. You've only been dating for a few months, yet you're going away to stay with her for three days. To top it all off, I TOLD you that something was wrong with her! You shouldn't even talk to her, I know that she's up to something!" Namine no longer tried to keep her voice down. I glared at her. She had just ruined the good mood I had been in. All I wanted to do now is throw rocks at some ass hole.
"It's my life, I can do what I want. I've never made you- of all people follow the rules. Now you do. You can't tell me what to do, ever. And yes, I know what you told me about her. I don't care what you said, I know that it's not true," I said. Okay, that last part was a lie, I think something is wrong with Xion, but I'd never admit that.
"Your rules is definately the stupidest thing known to man! Some seventeen year old is not supposed to run a town and make the citizens follow some crap rules. What is up with you and making people do whatever you tell them to do? You know that you're never going to control every single person in this town right?" She asks in an almost hateful tone. I know that she was hinting about my not being able to control her, she's told me that all to many times.
"You're stupid just saying that Namine. I truly am the ruler of Twilight Town. There are jus't some things you can't change," I say to her. I hadn't been a total dick to Namine in what seemed like years, but I have to renounce my old ways, just to show her who's boss.
"Watch me change it," She says to me. Namine is glaring like there's no tomorrow. I laugh at her.
"You think you're all tough, but you're not. All you are is some whiny little girl. All you can do is paint pictures and paint your nails. I find that pathetic. You've never actually been in a real fight, have you? I bet you've never even gotten a nose bleed. Look at me Namine, I have all the experience one person could ever need. You can never change things around here, I'm the only one the can. Don't lie, it only makes you uglier," I say to her in a sugary voice. Namine's face turns red, and it seems like steam is billowing from her ears. Namine clenches her fists and shakes.
"SHUT UP! YOU KNOW NOTHING! YOU'RE THE PATHETIC ONE HERE! I'm not the one who beats people up for the fun of it, I'm not the one who deals drugs and gets in fights with nearly EVERY FUCKING PERSON! You really are messed up Roxas, you're the farthest thing from normal I've ever seen. You're a freak," She spat out the last line. I glared at her, feeling something the I hadn't felt towards Namine in a long time. Hatred. It's hopefully a hate that only lasts for a little bit, I don't want to end up hating her for the rest of my life.
"I'm not a freak. YOU'RE the freak here. Your favorite thing to do is paint cruddy pictures and read the shitty books your Mom wrote. I go out and actually experience everything life has to offer. I get that amazing feeling from the drugs, I have smoke in my body. I get to punch people and get away with it, you know why, right? Everyone is too much of a wuss to stand up to me, they don't go against me or what I say. They follow all of the rules and stay in line. While they do that I sit back looking pretty, a constant threat to them. I can keep them in line just my looking at them. They know that if they don't follow the rules, they'll surely be dead before morning. Now that is normal," I say. Namine's mouth is a thin white line and her eyes are narrowed, her hands are clenched.
"You better shut the hell up," She threatens. I smirk at her, only wanting to ignite her anger further. The door of her room opened and a short man with dirty blond hair appeared at the door. His eyes were barely open and his mouth was open. His hair was standing up around his head and his boxers were uneven on his thin pale legs. He looked at Namine then at me. He eyes widened to what you could consider surprised when it comes to a person who is half sleeping.
"Naminuh, wha is he doin heuh?" He slurred, his eyes struggling to stay open and his mouth barely able to form actual words.
"He's just leaving, I have to do something first," She says. Her father doesn't respond. I look at him and see that his head is facing the floor, his eyes are closed, and a light snore escaped his lips. Namine gets up off of her bed and makes her way toward me. I look up at her, and she motions me to stand up. I do. I look at Namine for what seemed like eternity. Before I knew it, her fist went flying towards my face.
I stumbled back into her wall, open mouthed. Namine punched me. The sad part is that it actually hurt. I hold my jaw and glare at her. From the corner of her eye I see her Dad looking around the room, his eyes wide yet beginning to fall once again. I look back at Namine, her eyes were still narrowed and her jaw was set. I laughed. I really did laugh. She thinks that she's all high and mighty, but I was off guard, it's not really any victory, but she thinks that it is. I walk towards her and push down on her shoulders.
She falls onto the floor and a wince. I walk to the window and sat onto the sill, swirling my body so my stomach was on the wood. Then I began to lower myself into the open space, moving my legs about, trying to find the holes in the wood. I did and began to descend to the ground. Soon enough my feet touched the slightly mushy grass. I bent down and picked up my bag, hefting it over my shoulder. I walked away from her house, feeling better with every step I took.
...Later...
I leaned against the shiny hood of the red car. The sun was shining brightly even though it was early in the morning. I crossed my arms and looked into the car once again. I had thrown my bag into the back, not really caring if it landed on the floor or seat. Suddenly there was a loud giggle that somehow managed to be clear and perfectly audible above the roar of cars. I turned my head in the general direction and saw Xion running towards me.
Xion had light blye cut off jean shorts that went about mid thigh, and a loose, flowing, yellow tank top. Her short black hair was somehow gathered on the top of her head and she had many barrettes in her hair helping support her hair. She had dainty pink flip flops adorning her feet. She dropped her duffel bag and rub up to me, throwing her arms around my waist. I put my own arms around her back, pulling her close to me, burring my nose in her hair. I rubbed her back.
She tilted her head up to me, and quickly pressed her lips to mine. Xion looked at the car, then at me.
"You have a license?" I shake my head.
"Nope, but I have a learner's permit," I say. Xion scunches her eyebrows.
"Won't we get in trouble?" She asks me. I shake my head. I couldn't help but compare her to Namine. Namine would've jumped into the car hooting. Either that or she would've pushed me out of the driver's seat and drive the car herself.
"Only if we get caught," I say. Xion didn't look convinced. I roll my eyes.
"Come on, no one's gonna know. I'll be really careful," I say. Xion looks away for a minute or two. Then she looks back at me and takes a deep breath and puffed it out between her teeth. She then smiled at me and nodded. I smiled back, happy that she gave in. I went and picked up her bag where she had dropped it and with my free hand led her to the passenger side of the door. I open the door for her and she gives me another big smile. She slides into the seat, I shut the door then throw the bag into the back again.
I get behind the wheel and start up the car. The car comes to life and I shake out my shoulders. I pressed down on the pedal and we sped down the road. The wind blew through my hair, letting it trail behind me. The wind roared in my ears, but I didn't care. I just love driving at high speeds like this.
"Where did you get this car anyway?" She asks me. I turn to look at her for a second, catching sight of the majestic blue ocean behind her. The water was sparkling from the sunlight and I forced myself to turn .
"Axel's," I say. Xion nods, not questioning me any further than that. It stayed like that for a while. I took my right hand off the wheel and let it rest on the small cd holder between Xion
and I. A couple of seconds later, Xion's hand found it's way into mine. She intertwined her fingers with my own. I smiled to myself, deciding that I could live in this moment forever.
...5PM...
I stretched out on the beach towel. Today was probably the best I've ever had. Xion comes bounding to me straight from the ocean. She looked to the sky with her eyes narrowed, as if she was expecting something.
"We should get going before it rains," She says to me. I look at the sky too. There were some dark clouds beginning to crowd the sky over the beach. I look back at Xion and wave off her comment.r
"I doubt it'll rain. C'mon, I want to go swiming again!" I say jumping up from the chair. I didn't wait for her to respond. I ran as fast as I could to the water. I sprinted right into the ocean right as a giant wave came into shore. I was knocked off my feet and my face was submerged under the salty water. I, being the amazingly good looking idiot that I am, gasped and as a result swallowed a lot of water. I sat up coughing and rubbing my eyes. Xion was by my side in record time. Her small hands were on my back and shoulder.
"Are you okay Roxas?" She asks. I nod and shrug off the uncomfortable feeling in my chest. I smiled at her like it was no big deal.
"Yeah, I'm fine! Let's just get in there," I said. Xion studied my face for what seemed like hours. I get up and make my way to the water. As soon as it touched my legs, a shiver went up my spine. The water was freezing, but nice all the same. Xion came up behind me and grabbed my hand, giving it a light squeeze (which I returned). I walked until I was about stomach height. I let go of Xion's hand and swam farther out. I stopped until my the water came to the top of my neck. I smiled at Xion, and she returned the smile.
She swam closer to me. She got close enough to hold my hand underwater. I had some difficulty staying afloat, but that doesn't matter. I pull Xion closer to me and plant a small kiss on her forehead. I somehow manage to keep both of our heads above the water after she put her head against my chest.
"Have you ever wished that you could undo something?" She asked me out of the blue. I was taken slightly aback, but I answered anyways.
"Yeah, I have. Why?" I ask her. She shrugs and looks up at me, a sad smile on her face.
"No reason," She says. "If you did get the chance to undo something, would you do it?" She asks me. I look away. The water stretched on for what seemed like forever. An endless expanse of blue.
"I don't know. Maybe," I say. Xion nods and rests her head against my chest again. I looked into the sky. To my displeasure, the sky somehow became full of dark clouds. I curse under my breath and push Xion away a little so I could swim back.
"What's wrong?" She asks me. I point to the sky and she looks up.
"I think you were right about the rain," I said. Xion didn't say anything else and began to swim back to shore. I followed after her.
Back on the shore Xion had gathered up the blanket and her small bag and made her way to the car without me. I wrapped one of the towels around my waist. Before making my way to the car I shook my hair. Water sprayed every where.
...At the Hotel...
I put on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. Technically, I was ready for bed. I just took a shower, I was in my jammies. I heard the shower in the bathroom start. I settled down onto one of the beds and rested my head on my hands. A cell phone rang. My hand flew to the bedside table. It was only then that I realized it was Xion's phone. I don't think Xion heard, and I don't think she'd mind if I picked it up. I got up and I made my way over to where she had left her cell.
I picked it up and held it to my ear.
"Is the plan in motion?" A mysterious voice asked. I held the phone at arms length and stared at in bewilderment, imagining that my look is making the man uncomfortable.
"Who is this?" I counter ask. As soon as I finished talking, there was a click. I snapped her cell phone shut and put it back where I had found it. Strange, I thought. I looked towards where Xion would be. Okay, something definately wasup with her. I'll give Namine that much. I wanted to find out what is up with her. I'm not exactly known for being able to quench needs like this, and I'm known for snooping. There's one place that I can get information. Her bag.
I quickly go to where her bag is and pull it onto the bed. I unzip it and peer into it. Her bag was big, and there was a bunch of random crap in it. One thing that caught my attention though was a manilla folder. I pulled the folder out. On the front was Xion's name. I open the folder and inspect the first piece of paper.
POLICE DEPARTMENT OF TWILIGHT TOWN
Plan 56
Performer: Xion Amahara- Volunteer
Details: Make him fall in love. Bring to Destiny Islands. Capture.
Objective: Bring Roxas Strife into Custody.
My breaths come ragged, my blood began to course through my veins, white hot. She lied to me, she made me fall in love with him, she made me finally feel something more than silly attraction. I went on to the next paper. This one was worst than the first one.
POLICE DEPARTMENT OF TWILIGHT TOWN
File: Roxas Strife
Roxas enjoys-
I stopped reading. Xion had been one of them all along. She was one of the people that I fought so hard to stay away from. Yet somehow, they managed to get me in the type of spot where I'd gladly give my life for one of them, a place where I'd listen to whatever they said. Let's just say Xion won't be forgiven for a while.
The door to the bathroom opened and I heard Xion pad into the room.
"Whatchya lookin' at Roxas?" She asks. I don't say anything, and I sense Xion's presence behind me. She gasps and makes a grab for the papers. "Give that back!" She shouts at me. I get up and glare at her.
"Why? Why did you do it?" I ask her. She looks away from me.
"I thought I was doing the right thing," She responds. I snort.
"What do you mean 'thought'?" I ask her. Xion plays with her fingers.
"You aren't really what you seem. You have your reasons, you don't do it just because you want to. It's not like you randomly decided to become a gang leader," She says. I shake my head.
"Whatever you say. Just know that I don't buy that," I say back to her.
"I didn't think you would. The truth is, I didn't plan on actually falling for you," She says. I don't respond to her, so she continues. "I thought that you were just another ass hole, but then you actually started talking to me. You were so nice, and you were nice to your gang. Then we got to spend that time together finding Namine. I realized that maybe you weren't a complete jerk at that moment. Before I knew it, I fell for you. I fell hard Roxas. I almost backed out of the plan, I didn't want to do it. I wanted to help you because I love you Roxas, I'm not lying." Xion puts her hand on my shoulder. I shrug it off, disgusted that she was touching me.
"Then why are we here?" I asked her.
"You can't exactly back out of something like this Roxas," She said back to me. I scoff.
"You could've run away with me, I would've left with you," I said bitterly.
"I would've, but I just couldn't, you have to understand-" I cut her off, tired of hearing her plead.
"I'm not going to understand. I'm not even going to try. You can understand this: it's over. There's no more relationship between us. Let's just say I've never met you in my life," I say. Before Xion can say anything, I'm off the bed. I grab the keys, my duffel bag and put my sandals on. I open the door when Xion speaks.
"Please, don't leave me," She says. Her words were almost impossible to make out from in between the sobs. She hicupped twice. It took my whole being not to go over to her and give her a hug, to rub her hair and calm her down.
"It's too late," I say. I slam to door and walk away from Xion, away from the one thing I had called my life in a long time, and I walked away from the only time I had truly loved someone.
I knew where I was going. I was going to see Axel, I didn't want Namine to be happy that she proved me wrong.
OKAY! THERE'S THAT MASSIVE CHAPTER! I think that that is the longest chapter I've ever written, dang... Anyways, so yesh, the truth is, Xion volunteered for Plan 56.
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