::12:: Roxas::Answers::
"Ven, why did He choose you?" I fired back.
"Are you still hung up on that, Roxas?" He got up. "How long are you going to keep acting like this?"
As the cool night breeze swept past me, I closed my eyes firmly.
"I don't know." Ven replied, softly. "I honestly…thought you were going to be chosen—not me."
BAM!
I had slammed my first down against the balcony ledge and opened my eyes.
"You're crying, Roxas."
I stiffened, and sure enough, Namine was there—standing outside with me. I looked over my shoulder, nearly blinded by the golden light coming from the dormitory itself. Xion and Axel are outside, sparring with one another. With reluctance, I averted my attention back to her.
"Another tear." She pointed out.
Of course, I had been so deeply in thought that I didn't even feel the wet tears slipping down my cheeks. I hastily wiped them away, with embarrassment.
"…Roxas, if there's anything bothering you, you can tell me." Namine said, softly.
"…nothing makes sense anymore." I stopped. "To me, that is."
"What doesn't make sense?"
"…I used to think that I was supposed to be with Gifted. But instead, Ventus was only chosen—and I was left in the dust. I came here and met Axel and Xion. They became my best friends, and then, we met you. All of a sudden, I could wield a second Keyblade—something that even the Gifted can't do. Now, Zack and Cloud are telling me—that I don't belong here with the Nobodies, that I was supposed to be with the Gifted." I bit my bottom lip. "How could I belong somewhere…where I wasn't even wanted?"
"…Well, where do you think you belong?"
"I don't know… I just don't know who I am anymore."
"Roxas," Namine's shoulder slowly brushed against my right arm, "why are you attending the Academy?"
"I want to be a Keyblade Master, a knight who can protect others."
"And…do you think only Gift-ties can become Keyblade Masters?"
"…No." I answered.
"It's your choice, Roxas." She continued. "Just do whatever your heart tells you to do. If being here makes your heart feel right, then, this is where you belong. If your heart is still restless, then,
maybe…this isn't the place for you to be, after all."
Somehow…at that moment, just being with you eases my heart.
From the corner of my eye, I could see that she was looking up at Kingdom Hearts—smiling to herself. All she had to do was stand, and she was already glowing.
"Namine," I stammered.
"Yeah?" When she turned to me, I could've sworn that she was radiating white like an angel. "What is it?"
"…Where did you come from?" I asked.
"…When I was sleeping, I always felt like I was dropping from a far, far distance…a place where there was nothing but wind and darkness. I woke up, and all I knew was my name and that I needed to attend the Academy. But unlike the others, I didn't come here to wield a Keyblade; I came here for answers."
"So…where did you come from?" I asked her.
"The sky." She answered, tucking the pencil on her ear.
"Answers?" I repeated. "…Do you think you belong here?"
"…Sometimes, I don't…but right now, I do."
"Why is that?"
She shrugged. "Things happen, and feelings grow. With those two combined, a spark comes from the heart; hence, an answer is born." Namine stopped. "In this case, I finally decided that, yes, this is where I belong."
"…Somehow…I think I get it—where you're coming from, the answers." I nodded. It made sense to me now—everything. "Thanks, Namine."
"No, it's thanks to you, Roxas." She smiled lop-sided. "I had always wanted to tell you those things."
Her voice only made my heart faster and harder than ever before. "Well, if you ever want to talk, we can do this again and again. Every night—even." I said.
"That'll be awesome!"
My cheeks became hot. "Y-yeah…"
But little did we know...that would be the last time we'd stand under the night sky like that ever again.