Here is Chapter 13!
It's drama filled towards the end. :)
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN KINGDOM HEARTS
Weeks started to pass, and I started to see much more of Demyx. We would hang out after school by going to the park to eat ice-cream, or maybe just watching some television at my house. Once we were together, Demyx and I really didn't care. It was nice to have my best friend back, that person you can go to for anything. Everything seemed right again, except for the fact that Roxas did not like Demyx. My boyfriend would tell me hanging out with Demyx wasn't that good, but I would just laugh it off, telling him that I really wasn't that good either. I didn't understand why Roxas hated Demyx, I mean, he was my best friend. Didn't Roxas want me to be happy?
I was sitting with Demyx right now, watching T.V on my couch. I had a large bowl of popcorn on my lap and I would take a few kernels every now and place them in my mouth. I would subconsciously put food in my mouth, did that sound bad? It made me feel like a fatty, but I really couldn't care less at this moment.
My eyes were glued to the screen in front of me, but that didn't stop me from noticing Demyx's creeping hand towards my popcorn. My sacred popcorn. Everyone who knew me knew that you did not mess with me and my popcorn, and you could say that Demyx was being a bit of a rebel right now.
As his hand got closer to my bowl, I slapped it away, never once looking away from the T.V.
"Aw, why not?" Demyx whined from next to me.
I turned to face him. "This is my popcorn." I said. I then pointed to the bowl in my lap, "MINE!" I repeated.
Demyx frowned at me and then blinked quickly, that was his puppy dog face. "Please? One kernel." He asked.
I rolled my eyes, and then sighed. "Fine." I picked one of the kernels from the top of the bowl up, and then threw it at him. Demyx was never the quickest to react, and the kernel fell to the wooden floor.
"There's your kernel." I said. "Now stop bothering me."
"That's not fair!" Demyx complained. "I didn't even get to eat it."
"Yeah, I know."
"Come on Nams."
"No."
"Please?"
"Nope."
"You asked for it." Demyx said.
Turning to face him again, I raised one of my eyebrows in a questioning manner.
"We all know the one thing that makes you give in." Demyx said again, a smile tugging at his lips.
I stared at him for a moment thinking, but then I realized what he meant, and my eyes widened in fair. "No! NO!" I said, moving away from him on the couch.
"Yup." Demyx said. He lifted his arms, and then started to tickle me in my sides.
"Demyx! Demyx Stop!" I screeched.
"Not until I get a kernel!" He protested.
My laughter filled the room. "I won't give you a kernel until you stop!" I said.
"I won't stop until you give me a kernel!" Demyx replied.
"That makes no sense!" I squeaked.
Demyx shrugged, and continued to tickle me.
"Demyx!" I whined. I had fallen and my head was lying on top of Demyx's lap.
Ding Dong
I couldn't get up and get the door, obviously, so Uncle John walked came downstairs, and passed through the living room. He wasn't really concerned to find Demyx attacking me with tickles, and he walked into the front foyer.
"Oh, hey Roxas." Uncle John said.
"Hey," I heard my boyfriend reply. "I know I have a key, but I feel that barging into your home is rude." He explained.
Uncle John chuckled. "No problem. Nams and Demyx are in the living room."
Roxas must have nodded or some other silent response because I didn't hear anything. But that could have also been because of how loud I was laughing.
"Demyx!" I whined again.
"What's going on here?" Roxas' voice called from the doorway. Demyx stopped tickling me, and I quickly stopped laughing. I got up from Demyx' lap and looked over the back of the couch to smile at the blond in the doorway.
"Hey." I greeted him.
"Naminé, what's going on?" Roxas asked, looking back and forth between Demyx and I.
"Nothing," Demyx said.
Roxas looked at him with daggers and then turned to face me. "Naminé?"
I lifted to bowl of popcorn over my head, and smiled weakly at Roxas. "The popcorn started it." I said weakly.
Roxas looked at me, the expression on his face telling me he wasn't convinced. He walked away from us, and back into the front foyer.
"Roxas!" I called, chasing after him.
I walked into the front foyer, and saw him putting his shoes back on. He looked up from the sound of my arrival, and then looked back down at his feet.
"I didn't know that you had company over." Roxas said. "I'll come back another time." I heard his voice break, and I understood that he was hurt.
"Roxas." I said softer than before. I walked towards him, and rested my hands on the front of his chest. "What's wrong?" I asked, looking at him in the eyes.
"Naminé, why didn't you tell me he was over?" Roxas asked, looking at me.
"Do I have to? He's my friend." I explained.
Roxas sighed. "I guess you're right."
I smiled at him, "Don't worry Roxas. He's a good guy."
Roxas looked at me again, and a small smile crept over his lips. "I really like you Naminé."
"And I really like you." I said. My fingers traveled up his chest and held onto the collar of his top. I pulled him down gently and connected his lips with mine. The butterflies in my stomach somersaulted when I felt Roxas wrap his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
"Well." A voice called from the doorway.
Roxas and I pulled away from each other, but I kept my arms around his neck and he kept his hold on my waist. We turned to face the doorway into the living room and found Demyx leaning against the wall.
"I just wanted to come and ask Nams if I could have some popcorn, but I walk into something I feel I shouldn't have seen." Demyx explained.
"Just go and eat the popcorn." I said. Yes, I know. I was actually giving my popcorn to Demyx. The only reason why was because I was with Roxas, and I would rather be with my boyfriend than be sitting on a couch stuffing my face with that buttery goodness.
Demyx smiled at me, and then gave a thumbs up to Roxas. He then walked out the foyer and back into the living room leaving Roxas and I alone again.
"You gave up popcorn for me?" Roxas asked. "I feel honored." He said with a chuckle.
I rested my head against his chest. "Oh shut up." I then took my arms away from his neck, and grabbed one of his hands with mine. "Now come on." I said pulling away. "Maybe there's something we can all do, and I could have some more of my popcorn." I winked at my boyfriend and then pulled him into the living room with me.
~~~Kingdom Hearts~~~
About a week had passed since the whole popcorn thing. Roxas seemed to be more relaxed around Demyx, but I could still tell he was a bit tense. Whenever I would see him start to feel uncomfortable though, I would touch his arm in a comforting way and he would seem to go back to being normal. I didn't really pay much attention to this problem of his, thinking that it was something minor, and that it would eventually go away.
Right now I was sitting on my couch. I was home alone, Uncle John was working, Roxas was at his house and Demyx was at his apartment. I was lying down on my back with a blanket over my body and yet another bowl of popcorn on my stomach. I put some kernels in my mouth when I felt the phone in my pocket vibrate. I reached down with my free hand, and pulled my cell phone out from my jeans, and looked at the screen for caller ID. When I saw that it was Roxas, I smiled at then pressed the button with the green phone.
"Hey." I said.
"Hey Naminé." Roxas answered. "I was wondering if we could meet at the park or something."
I sighed. "Sorry Roxas. I'm feeling lazy and I just want to stay home. I know, I'm a fatty." I said into my phone.
I heard Roxas chuckle on the other end of the line, "You're not a fatty, you're perfect."
I smiled from his words. "You don't mean that, you're my boyfriend you're supposed to say that."
He chuckled again. "It's the truth."
"Bleh." I said into the phone. Yes, I do say 'Bleh.' I used it when I didn't know what else to say, whether it was because of an awkward conversation or a really sweet thing that someone said and I didn't know how to respond.
"See you later Naminé." Roxas said.
"Yeah." I replied. I hung up the phone, and rested it on the couch next to me, too lazy to put it back in my pocket.
I stuffed some more kernels in my mouth, and was forced to swallow some whole when my phone rang again. It was Demyx this time.
"Hey buddy." I said.
"Nams, you wanna come help me?!" He asked through the phone.
"With?" I asked.
"Unloading stuff. Some more of my things came today." Demyx explained.
"In that case, no not really." I said. "I'm feeling fat today, and I wanna relax."
"Come on Nami! Please!" Demyx whined through the phone.
"No." I said flatly.
"PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!" Demyx begged. He was so loud that I had to hold the phone away from my ear. "PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!"
I rolled my eyes. "If I say yes would you shut the hell up!?"
"YES!!" Demyx called through the phone.
"You're floor 4 right?" I asked.
"Yup, thanks. See you soon Nami." And with that Demyx hung up.
I groaned to myself, and then got up from the couch. I dragged my feet all the way upstairs to my room and changed into something warmer to wear. I was going to walk to Demyx's apartment, and it was about 12 degrees outside. I put on a white vest, and then a red plaid shirt on top. I didn't bother to change my pants because I was wearing jeans already. I grabbed my house keys from my bedside table, and then ran downstairs. I scribbled a note for Uncle John, explaining where I was in case he came home. Then I slipped on my converse and walked outside. I locked the door behind me, and then started to walk down the sidewalk towards the apartment buildings. The walk was about ten minutes away so I really didn't mind.
When I got to the buildings, I walked into the lobby and to the hallway with the elevators. I didn't really pay much attention to the scenery because I was looking down at the ground the whole walk. I could tell you that the floors were tiled though. When an elevator finally opened, I walked inside and pressed the button that will take me to floor 4. I walked patiently, and when the doors opened again, stepped into the hall. I didn't bother asking Demyx which room he was in. It would be quite obvious because he would have large boxes outside his door. I turned to my left, and started to walk down the hall. I walked all the way down until I reached the last door. It had large brown boxes piled atop one another outside of the room thats number was 146. I knocked on the three, three quick hits, and Demyx almost opened it immediately.
"What took you so long?" He said, moving aside so that I could walk into his house.
"I walked." I said simply. His apartment was quite bare, nothing but the necessaries lay in the room. The walls were a deep brown, which was quite boring. All of his doorways were door less except for the ones for the bathrooms. The only good thing about his suite was that it had a nice view over the city.
"I know, I know. It needs a lot of work. But it was the best place open right now." Demyx said. "And it was at a good price."
I turned back to face him. "At least you like it."
He smiled at me, and then walked into the hallway. "Can you grab a box?"
I scurried after him, and picked up a large brown box from the hall. Demyx and I walked back and forth, in and out his room bringing these into his suite. After about half an hour we had finished, and we had started to unload the boxes. They were filled with all of his things, from small ornaments to his sitar and clothes. I would carry his clothes into the master bedroom and throw them onto the large bed that was positioned in the middle of the room. We would carry all of the dishes into the kitchen and rest them on the counters, and we would leave all the ornaments in a corner of the living room. Demyx personally carried his sitar into his room, afraid that I might break it or something like that.
By the time we had finished, it was about 5 o'clock in the evening. I collapsed on his couch, and closed my eyes. "Thank God we're done." I said under my breath.
"I know right." I heard Demyx reply.
It was a bit silent after that. I felt Demyx pick up my feet, and sit down on the couch next to me. Then he put my feet back down on his lap. "Why don't we go out and celebrate?" He asked.
I opened my eyes to look at him. "Where?"
"I dunno. To the park and get ice cream or something. Nothing fancy." He said shrugging his shoulders.
I nodded. "That sounds good." I got up from my seat on the couch, and pulled Demyx up next to me. I threw him his coat from the back of the couch and walked out of his apartment.
I stood in the middle of the hallway and waited for Demyx to lock his suite. When he was done, we walked down the hall and entered the elevators. We pressed the button to the main floor, and waited patiently. When the doors opened again, we walked out of the front lobby and down the sidewalk to the park.
I stuffed my hands in my pockets and stared at the ground as we walked. Soon enough we reached the town park. Demyx grabbed me by my hand, and I turned to face him. He smiled at me, and then dragged me to the ice cream vender. We ordered two sea salt ice cream popsicles, and then sat at our usual bench.
Roxas' POV
I walked into the Town Park, m arms stuffed in my pockets. Since Naminé said she couldn't make it, I just decided to come by myself. I sighed to myself. I wonder why she didn't want to come? I know she said that she wasn't in the mood and that she just wanted to stay home, but I couldn't help but think somehow Demyx was involved.
I felt my hands clench into fists just from thinking about him. Why was Demyx even here? I mean, I understand that he's Xion's brother, but he didn't have to stick around. Xion and the others have left a while ago.
I heard the faint giggling of children on front of me, and I lifted my head to look at them. There were about four of them, three boys and a girl. They were running around playing tag laughing and smiling. A smile of my own appeared on my face as I looked at the youngsters play, but then I saw something behind them that I didn't want to. Hopefully my eyes were playing tricks on me, but I couldn't help but feel my heart sink and the anger boil inside of me.
My blond girlfriend was sitting on a park bench. Not only did it hurt that she came to the park after telling me she couldn't, but she had come with....him. The boy with the mullet sat beside her, laughing at something she had said. I stood in the middle of the green field of grass staring at them. Why was she here? Why did she come with him? Why couldn't she come with me?
She threw her head back laughing, and then she turned to face my direction. Her eyes landed on me, and then she smiled. She said something to Demyx, and pointed to me. Then she got up and ran towards me.
"Hey!" She said happily.
"What are you doing here?" I asked trying to keep my temper down. "You told me you couldn't come."
"Yeah, Demyx called and he needed help to clear some stuff in his apartment. I went over and helped him, and when we finished we decided to come here. I was about to call you." She explained, brushing the bangs out of her face.
"I though you said you wanted to stay home today?" I asked, my voice rising.
"He was annoying me, you know how he could be. I went over there to shut him up, no biggie." She said with a shrug of her shoulders.
"Yes it is a biggie!" I said throwing my arms in the air. "You went to him instead of me."
Naminé looked at me in confusion. "Roxas, what's wrong?" She placed a hand on my arm. "That's not all this is about is it?"
"No it isn't Naminé!" I shouted. The children around us started to stare at us, forgetting about their game. "You always chose him over me since he had gotten here!! You've gotten more attached to him, like he is your boyfriend not me! You've gone over to his house Naminé! You've never come over to mine, and I'm your boyfriend!"
She looked at me, clearly shocked from my sudden outrage. Her eyes started to water and it pained me to see her break down like this. I cared for her so much, I couldn't bare to see her in this sort of pain, but I had to.
"YOU DON'T EVEN TELL ME WHEN YOU ARE WITH HIM! YOU DON'T EVEN TELL ME WHERE YOU GO!" I shouted.
"Roxas I-" She started.
I put my hand up, silencing her. "Forget it Naminé."
"Forget what?" She asked, her voice getting louder. "FORGET MY FRIENDSHIP WITH DEMYX? I CARE FOR YOU AND YOU KNOW THAT, BUT YOU CAN'T EXPECT ME TO FORGET HIM! HE'S MY BEST FRIEND, AND YOU MUST BE A JACKASS FOR THINKING I WILL LEAVE HIM!" She shouted. There were tears running down her cheeks. I wanted to wipe them away, and hold her in my arms telling her that it would be okay, but I couldn't.
"No Naminé, forget about us." I turned around and walked away, not wanting to see Naminé, not after what I just said. I cared for her so much, and I didn't want to break up, but it was what needed to be done.
I walked out of the park, and down the sidewalk. I dared to take one last look at my ex-girlfriend and I saw her shaking where I had left her standing. Demyx was running towards her, and the children that were playing were now staring at her, whispering to each other.
I turned my head away and looked at the pavement. I felt a tear trickle down my cheek, and a light drizzle of rain started to fall.
I wanted to be with Naminé so badly, I wanted to tell her I didn't mean anything I said.
But I couldn't, because this had to be done.
Alright. So the next chapters are going to be hectic. Make sure to read everything because you might miss a small detail that ties everything together. ;)
Don't worry, Roxas and Namine will work it out, hopefully. :)
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