I don't own Kingdom Hearts.

Yeah, I don't update this one that often…I guess I kind of put some other stories before this. Sorry!

Oh, by the way, if you're an Emily Osment fan, I'm pretty sure you'll understand where I got the title.

-Point of View: Namine-

It's become invincible; undefeatable. Roxas and I realize this instantly. Are we actually falling for each other? It seems like it.

Love.

How cliché has our friendship become?

This time, when he kisses me, instead of hesitating, I don't stop him. My arms wrap around his neck, and my mouth opens. Roxas releases his hold of me, and takes off his shirt. He quickly returns to my lips, his hands slowly sliding down my back. I feel my tanktop being lifted up my body. As I begin to retreat, Roxas holds me tighter, preventing me from escape. I melt into him. When he backs away for just a second to lift my top over my head, I fall almost instantly, bringing him down with me. I wince as my body crashes to the floor. The pain subsides once I remember the position I am currently in.

-Point of View: Roxas-

Namine and I are on the floor now with her body trapped by mine. I become entirely addicted to the way her lips taste: Vanilla and strawberry.

It drives me insane.

To my delight, she doesn't back away from me as she did before. My hands are positioned at her waist. I forget about how much I am pissed at Riku, and I just live in the moment. Holy. Fucking. Shit. What am I doing? What are we doing?

-Point of View: Namine-

Roxas. He tastes like vanilla and strawberry. Most likely, he got that from me.

A few minutes ago, I could've escaped this if I wanted to. The key words here are 'if I wanted to.'

Now, retreating is impossible. Roxas is on top of me, preventing me from getting away.. His lips trail to my jawline, just brushing them. They then travel down my neck to my collarbone. I can feel his hands moving down my body.

Just two days ago, neither of us would have ever guessed that we would be doing this. As he kisses my neck, I know that I sure as hell don't want to escape. I want this to last.

Now is when I reailze how exhausted I am. Involuntarily, my eyes close, and I freeze.

-Point of View: Will-

She fell asleep! I can't believe it! Well, last night would've worn me out, too. Then again, it did. Getting kidnapped and getting your ass kicked can be very exhausting. I wonder if I can…

I slowly inch away from Namine's sleeping figure. My feet lightly pat against the hard floor as I make my way to the bathroom, which is right next to her bedroom.

Standing in front of the rectangular mirror, I stare at my reflection. A bright pink decorates my cheeks. My blue eyes are filled with hunger for Namine.

Why am I doing this? I search my mind for any reason as to why the hell I would possible kiss her.

The first thought that comes to mind is the way her eyes light up when she smiles. The way those lips can seem so sexy, no matter what they're doing. How her breath feels against my face. How clean and beautiful her breath sounds. Then, I think of how natural it feels to press my hands against her waist. I recall how effortless it was to kiss her.

I love her.

In a few minutes, I reenter her room. Lying down next to her, I stroke her face.

"I...I...um." It's so hard to say, even when she's unconscious! Why is it so fucking difficult? She stirs, and I freeze. Her eyes open, and she turns to look at me. Her beautiful blue eyes go deeper and deeper. Yep; I sure as hell love her.

"Roxas?" she says softly. A small, warm smile appears on her luscious lips.

"Namine, I—" I try again, but a loud, shrill bell fills my eardrums. I cringe. Goddamn house phones. Can't they change those rings to one that is actually pleasant to hear and doesn't ruin a good moment?

"Hold on a second," whispers Namine, and stands up. I watch her curiously as she grabs her ringing phone.

~~~AUSTYN'S POV~~~

My eyes look at the Caller I.D. Oh, just great. It's my mother. As I answer the phone, I lay back down next to Roxas.

"Hello, Mom," I answer.

"Hi, sweetie. Everything okay?"

"Yeah. I'm just doing something with a friend." Technically, that's true. Roxas snickers quietly. I put a finger to my lips to make him shut the fuck up.

"Okay. I was just calling you to see how you were doing. You're not hurt?" asks Mom in a worried voice.

"No. Why would I be?" Does she know…?

"Well, last night, there was a report of two boys in your grade that were involved in the assault of a girl and a boy last night," she confesses. Roxas and I exchange a worried glance.

I cross my fingers and ask another question. "Where did they say it was?" Don't be in the alley by our neighborhood, don't be in the alley by our neighborhood.

"It was in the alley by our house." Really? Oh, fuck. That was us. And Riku. And Sora. "I just called to make sure that you're all right," my mother says in her 'caring mother' tone.

"Well, I'm fine. Nothing happened to me," I lie. Yeah, sure nothing happened. Nothing except getting beaten up by the school's asshole and his flunky.

"Okay, bye. See you tomorrow, honey."

"See you, Mom. Bye." As I hang up, I cannot move. That's what shock does to you. Roxas mirrors me.

Everything is happening so quickly. Roxas and I were the victims of assault. Roxas and I are making out. Roxas and I are falling.

I am still for just a few moments until I feel a hand around my waist. Roxas turns my body to face him. In that cheesy-romantic-movie-shit fashion, the two of us stare into each other's blue irises. He pulls my body as close as humanly possible and just holds me there. His breath is hypnotizing. I can't take it anymore. My lips crash against his, and we start where we left off.

Falling in love.

Ha, don't you love how I'm the age that I am, yet I'm writing THIS? Oh, good grief…

R/R/KR!