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Chapter 10: The Day Roxas Slept Until 4
Roxas loved to sleep. Sleeping in was more preferable to him but putting any sleep on the tray of his life was fine. Sleep took him away from everything and brought him a glittery version of everything. So, as you can imagine, Roxas definitely always has sleeping near the top of his agenda. There was other things on this agenda like eating, causing trouble with Sora, skateboarding and dying from embarrassment on a regular basis (that one just didn't seem to shift off the agenda). But as Roxas' eyes opened and faced the bright world he found a certain someone, who was hovering around the top of his agenda, on the bed across from him, sleeping.
Roxas stared at Naminé's sleeping figure and peaceful expression, blankly. With a sigh he squeezed his eyes shut and opened them again expecting to find an empty bed. But to Roxas' horror he found none of the sort and in it's place a replica of the previous scene. Now fully awake and losing his breath by the second he watched Naminé shift slightly and face him. Ignoring the blush that was burning his face he gazed at her porcelain features.
But a cunning idea suddenly engulfed Roxas' whole being. An idea he had tried once before but had became a fail because of a certain bus driver. Grinning Roxas sat up on his bed, keeping his eye on Naminé. She remained still. Obviously in a deep sleep. He checked he couldn't hear anyone nearby. With the sound of Naminé's breathing the only thing to be heard in the warm, sun filled room Roxas stood up and smiled down at the angel. Taking a deep cleansing breath, he kneeled down beside the bed and looked more closely at her. He could feel his lips itching to lean in. He felt as though a powerful, wonderful force which he could not refuse was pulling him towards her creamy cheek. He could feel her warmth radiating off of her and blessing his own skin. Roxas could almost feel his lips touching her skin.
But it only took a glance. Just one. One heart racing flick of the eye which spotted her luscious lips. And with a quick, spontaneous turn of the head his lips met hers. Only for a brief moment Roxas pushed his lips against her soft ones, breathing in her taste. He felt his hand rest lightly on the side of her face. But using all his might as a man he pulled away; afraid to wake her, scare her, ruin everything with her and ultimately lose her. But despite the agonizing pull away from her lips and sweet glittery taste he stood up smiling.
With a final glance to her he walked out to the balcony. Stepping into the sun and almost in a coma due to the powerful twirling of his heart and he found anything but a smile was impossible for him at that moment. The wind soared through his blonde spikes and Roxas heard his own laugh skip with the wind. This was a happiness he had never felt before. A happiness he wanted forever. Even if she wasn't aware, Roxas didn't care. He looked out to the scenery of rooftops and green fields shielded by an ever blue sky. With a grin and small laugh at the feeling in his stomach Roxas turned and entered the room again.
He found Naminé shifting around a little; waking up. Smirking he tip-toed over to the bottom edge of the bed and crouched down; hiding.
Looks like all that spying has given me experience. Roxas thought, smugly.
He heard a high pitched yawn and could hear the sheets ruffle slightly as she sat up. With an evil grin and a whirl of excitement in his stomach, Roxas' legs suddenly sprung him up into the air and he combined it with a sufficient "RAWR!". But with his hangs high above his head he found Naminé sitting, quite calm and reserved, with wide eyes and not scared the slightest.
"Aw." He winged, kneeling on the floor.
Smirking triumphantly Naminé crawled to the end of the bed and looked over to Roxas who sat ,pouting ,on the floor, "Told you I don't scare as easy as you."
"You must of saw me!" Roxas tutted with a slight smile on his face.
Seeing Naminé's suddenly shocked expression on her face Roxas looked up to her and questioned, "What? Are you alright?"
Raising a finger to her chin she replied, "I should be asking you that."
"Eh? Why?" Roxas laughed, leaning back on using his arms for support while looking up to her.
"You're very different today. It feels like you have some sort of renewed energy. The Roxas I know doesn't jump up and give people frights and doesn't argue back like that."
"...What?" Roxas asked slightly confused but with a blush creeping in. "Are you saying I'm boring?""No, no, no." She giggled, "I' not sure how to explain it. You just seem happier than usual today I suppose."
There was a small awkward silence between the two and Roxas suddenly in realisation asked, "Nam? Why are you sleeping in here?"
Turning to look down to him an irritated expression flashed in her face and she growled, "Because of you."
"Roxas lightly scared, sheepishly rubbed the back of neck and stuttered, "M-me?"
"Yes." She hissed, "No one could wake you up this morning! Sora hit you and everything, it was like you were in a coma!"
"Wait, this morning? Is it not morning?" Roxas asked puzzled and disorientated.
"NO. It is past four in the afternoon." Naminé barked back.
Laughing at himself Roxas said, "That's nothing! I have slept for 2 days straight before!"
"Well we have wasted a full day of our holiday."
"Aw, stop being dramatic. Where is Sora anyway?"
"Well this morning after neither of us could wake you, we went down for breakfast but after breakfast he spotted a football pitch and Nicholas-"
"Nicholas?" Roxas snapped.
"Yeah, why?" She inquired, curious.
"Never mind." Roxas tutted back.
"Oookay. Anyway, it turned out they went to play some games and I didn't want to leave you in case you woke up so I came up here, tried to wake you but you didn't wake up so I must've feel asleep too."
He watched her lips as she spoke, wishing to taste them again.
Roxas took a cosy moment to internally do a 'oh-yeah' dance when he heard she was thinking of him. But his cheeks prickled ferociously when he recalled what he had done to her while she slept.
"And I had a strange dream..." Naminé trailed off.
Ears pricking up Roxas peeked over the edge of the bed and spied up to her, "Was it a good dream?" He asked, shyly and trying his best to hide the blush.
"Yeah." She smiled in a nostalgic manner.
A warm silence suddenly filled the room as Naminé thought of her dream and Roxas grinned at his accomplishment. The nice quietness was filled with Naminé's voice.
"I dreamt about when I used to live here."
Roxas' smile dropped. Does that mean when I ...? She thought it was Nicholas?! He turned a stiff neck to see her as she continued on while looking out to the balcony.
"I lived here most of my life until I was 10 and then moved to a place a while away from home and then to wear I live the now a year ago." Roxas listened in contempt to her sweet voice, "But I loved living here. When we moved life felt so strange and new."
"Because Nicholas wasn't with you anymore?" Roxas almost spewed the words out, that guy's name tasted foul.
"Yeah..." She trailed off and Roxas' heart sank ever nano-second she failed to continue, "But that was only a part of it; France was my full life. And me and Nicholas had been friends since forever and ever. And when I moved I felt guilty anytime I spoke to new people and I would think of Nic and my friends here. I couldn't help but be sad."
Roxas stood up abruptly and swayed out to the fresh air of the balcony. Breathing in the clean air and banishing the stuffy, cloudy dim memories of previous life Naminé, he gripped onto the black bars and glared down to the rooftops.
"Roxas?" He heard Naminé behind him. He turned around slightly and forced a plastic smile to her.
He turned back and took shallow breaths as he focused his attention on the rooftops; counting tiles, examining the different colours, the sizes of the roofs, shapes of the roofs and tiles, if the rooftop faced the sun or sulked in the shadows. He heard, somewhere in the distance inside his mind, his glass shards fall from each other and smash.
Laughing slightly and gripping tightly onto the fence he said, "I never realised you were unhappy all this time."
He heard her soft sigh as she stood next to him with her hands placed lightly on the black bars.
"You didn't let me finish."
Roxas looked up a little and listened to her.
"I was unhappy and then I met you and Sora. And for some reason I felt okay again."
Roxas' grip loosened and he looked to her and came to found her smiling face, looking him straight in the eye. And Roxas felt himself smile.
Silence fell upon them both until Naminé murmured a thank you.
"Oh! Roxas?" Naminé squealed, excited.
Roxas turned to her, startled by her sudden outburst of energy, "Um, yeah?"
"Remember I told you I would figure out why I was angry about the plane thing and that women?" She exclaimed, nearly unable to hold in her excitement.
"Uh- yeah." Roxas said, blushing slightly.
"Well..." Naminé grinned foolishly, cheering, "I figured it out!"
Roxas' heart skipped a beat and he went partially numb as his eyes widened.
"O-oh em, what did you f-figure out?" He stammered, anxious.
Naminé's eyes gleamed with enthusiasm. Another heart beat faded into nothing; this was a look he had not saw from her before. Not that he was complaining, this new side of Naminé was thrilling.
"I figured out what I think is the answer to why I got angry."
Roxas fingertips tingled. His breath shortened. He waited with one hand gripping onto the bar and the other unsteadily drumming on his leg.
"It was because I didn't won't you to spend time with her!" She cheered, grinning.
The blush on Roxas' face deepened and his heart squeezed. Was this a confession? Was this about to be a moment not to forget? Was this it? The change of everything for Roxas? Was everything going to change to a glittering everything? Was it a dream?
"Because that is what families do, right?" Her innocent words hit hard and sore.
"F-families?" He choked out.
"YEAH!" She smiled, clearly ecstatic at her 'realisation'.
"I think because I moved from France and left all my friends who I see as family I just didn't want me, you and Sora to be separated much this holiday and that must be why I felt quite down yesterday when I was out with Nic." She babbled, nodding.
Roxas listened to the harsh words as they jagged into him. He could fell his jaw slightly open and his eyes unable to look away she her happy face.
And then like some sort of vomit of mangled emotions, frustration, anger and confusion it all aimed to explode from his mouth. But when his mouth opened to unleash it all that came out was,
"WHAT?!" He roared leaving Naminé stunned and suddenly quiet, "WHAT THE FUCK?!" He repeated.
He tutted and threw his hands up into the cold air and stormed through into the room again. With heavy breathing and blurred vision, he sat down on the edge of the bed holding his head in his hands and tapping his foot at a speeded pace.
"Um?" He hear Naminé begin but she was cut off by the sound of the door opening.
Sora and Nicholas walked in, talking but as they entered the room they become silent, noticing the tense atmosphere hovering around. Sora dropped his bags and looked to the two. Roxas looked up and gave him the "I-think-I-want-an-elephant-to-charge-through-the-walls-right-now-and-trample-me-down-bloody-and-dead" look and Sora taking notice, jumped into action.
"OH! Nam, you have to see this." Sora exclaimed, running over to Naminé and pulling her to the door, "There is a talking turtle downstairs!"
"What?" Nicholas sounded into the conversation as Naminé squinted to Sora, perplexed.
"YEAH, remember, Nic?"" Sora nodded, enthusiastic, "Really! Go, see it!"
Sora soon effectively pushed Naminé and Nicholas out of the room ad closed the door behind. Roxas stop trembling his knee and looked up with a thankful look. Sora nodded fell down onto the bed.
"Roxas? Today I played spies again."
"Hm." Roxas grumbled falling back onto his bed.
"I learnt some things about Nic. It was fun being a secret spy. I know spies are always secret but you know what I mean, right? Like undercover, well spies are normally that too. Well... I asked Nic some stuff and found some stuff out. He is actually an alright guy. That is once you can understand him, that is one heavy accent he has! Anyway, wanna know the stuff?"
"I think I'm going to sleep for a bit. Thanks, Sora. Tell me when I wake up."
Roxas turned onto his face and allowed the world to fade to black. With everything still dancing in his mind, taunting him, Roxas' mind couldn't take it anymore and give into sleep. That small kiss seemed like years and miles ago. And there in his sleep everything was take from him and passed back to him, glittering and perfect, like a kiss.
Nic and Sora will be much more involved in the next few chapters !
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