To: Kairi

Kai, you have to get Naminé to stay at Sunset Station. Please!

Roxas held his phone in his hand as he raced after Naminé, calling her name over and over, screaming until he ran out of breath. Still, he moved as fast as he his message tone, he stopped, jerking forward. He read it with misty eyes.

From: Kairi

whateeeevver you say, captain mysterioouuuus. Wannnnna tell mee whats goiiiing on?

He quickly thanked Kairi, and continued toward the station, but he didn't need to go all the way there before he ran into Naminé sitting next to a lamp post, crying.

Roxas knelt down next to her, but she pushed him aside. "The only reason I'm still here is 'cause I ran into the post when Kairi texted me, okay?" Her cheeks were fully flushed and dripping as tears flowed down them, strong as waterfalls. "I get it, I do. She isn't clumsy like me. She isn't shy, she's unique, and she is super funny. I hope you two are happy together."

Refusing to be pushed away, Roxas sat close to her and placed his hand gently on her shoulder. "What are you talking about?"

She threw her head down, trying her very best to hide from him. "You like Xion, I should have figured when you sat next to her at the movies."

"Xion?" He exclaimed, surprised. "What? No. Don't you remember who else I was next to? And besides, you were about to leave me." Roxas recalled the words Xion read him, killing him with each syllable escaping her thin lips.

Naminé thrust her head upwards, astonished and perplexed. "When was I going to leave you?" The wind blew, caressing the warm water shimmering against her cooling cheeks. She had finally stopped crying, but her throat still burned and she still wanted to cry. "Look, stop trying to blame me and just go." Her words were heavy on the both of them.

"I'm not blaming you. If anything, I blame myself for putting you in this position. I understand why you feel the way you do."

"Well, yeah! I actually thought there was something there, but I guess there really wasn't!" Naminé came dangerously close to reopening the just closing wounds, choking on her words as she shouted them, trying to push it all away. "I guess I was just another girl to kiss."

"That's not true at all! Every time I'm with you, I feel this connection, like we can see into each other's hearts. I feel safe, like my past has been erased, and there's only future. A future with us, like we're meant to be together," He paused realizing how vulnerable everything he had just said made him, and he was uncomfortable and even scared of what Naminé could have been thinking. "But what Xion was just telling me," but, before he could finish, he was interrupted by Naminé.

"You fell for her, too? Did you feel safe with her? Did what she told you just wipe me out of your mind?" Naminé only half-felt these words as she yelled them. She could sense something, something strange. She didn't feel good about what was happening. Xion had been acting strangely since she met Roxas. Also, she was the reason both of them were there. But she couldn't believe it was Xion, they were too close. "What was she saying?"

Roxas gave her a look that expressed everything she was feeling. The suspicion, the doubt, the wonder, and the hope all brought into one emotion. He tried to resume what he was saying before her outburst. "She was telling me you weren't looking for a project, that you were too scared, but she never actually finished."

Naminé stood up, throwing her arm down, frustrated. "I never said that," she exclaimed. "Any of it!" Suddenly, she understood and it all fell into place. Xion had arranged it. She made them go to the same place, Naminé seeing them kiss, trying to make Roxas think she wouldn't care, acting like she didn't want any of it to happen, it was all part of a plan to separate them.

"But," Roxas wasn't quite picking up on it, while Naminé was so scared of being tricked by someone she barely knew that it worked against her, Roxas may have believed too much in people. "Xion isn't a bad person."

Naminé looked to the ground. Memories sailed through her, for she was well aware he was right. She saw the time they went to the beach when they were five, she saw them dancing in Xion's room until two in the morning. Finally, she saw them walking home in their school uniforms. "No, but she is a jealous person." Now, she remembered how Xion always wanted what Naminé had. Her toys, her clothes, even her parents were envied by Xion.

"Shit, I have school tomorrow. I have to go." She took his large hand and held it with both of hers, playing with his fingers before looking truly and deeply into his eyes. "If you keep your promise, I promise I will never let you go."

He looked back at her, intensifying the air around them, and simply said, "I love you."

Naminé had never believed in love happening so fast. She hated the clichés and all the false judgments teenagers made. Usually, she hated two people saying love so early, but she knew for a fact that there was no other word for the sensation they shared when they were around each other. The three words had never had more meaning; they had never been this important or real. Electricity flowed all around them, circling their hearts and tying them together until they stood, hand in hand, with synced heartbeats. "I love you, too." Naminé didn't want to, but she knew she had to leave.

xXx

The school bells rang, sharp and shrill, just as Naminé had remembered it. The sound echoed on her mind like it was just yesterday she was here. Fall break flushed itself away, lost out of her mind. Across the hall, she noticed Xion was talking to Kairi. Neither of them caught her glare, casted with disdain, perhaps even hatred, spiraling through the air and spearing through Xion. She shuddered in remembrance of last night, betrayed, ruined, hurt.

She started on her way to choral music, fully aware that she would be forced to endure this entire class, Xion standing by her side, without lashing out, without yelling or screaming. It was up to her to stay calm and attempt to be strong, even though she had never been good about hiding her emotions. Being the better person was a trying task, everywhere she turned she felt the internal burns from the previous night heating and rising, ablaze in her soul. She found as she strode into the room, something was different. Her usual raven-haired, frosty teacher no longer stood at the front of the classroom. Instead, there was a tall, gorgeous man with a dusty blonde Mullet Mohawk. He was much like Miss White, but he had a warmer, flowing way about him that was extremely calming, and she actually found herself in a better mood after just one look.

Okay, so this chapter made me sososo happy to write, because you can t.o.t.a.l.l.y. tell who this new teacher is. x3 yes, he is my favorite character in the game. anyway...

i really hope you enjoy this chapter, and today's question shall be about... hmmmm... MOVIES! XD

name your top five, rapid fire, pretty please. *pouty lip*

1.)Band Slam
2.)Edward Scissorhands
3.)Coraline
4.)Alice in Wonderland (Tim Burton re-make & cartoon are tied)
5.)The Fox& the Hound.