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"Haha, come on!" I stared at Roxas, and motioned him to come over. He smiled, took my hand, and sat us down on a stump.

"Namine, I've always wanted to tell you something," he whispered, wrapping his arms around me. I giggled and blushed as I felt how wonderful his breath tingled on my neck. "I.. I don't know how to say this.. But.. I think- " A large, dark shadow arose behind Roxas. I screamed as I grabbed his hand, throwing us into the other direction. A tiny lock of his hair was chopped down to the floor by the shadow's knife. We ran, for what seemed like hours, until we reached a small, orange house. I went inside and immediately shut the door behind me. I sighed.

"Thank goodness.. Are you okay, Roxas?" An evil, dark chuckle came from behind. I turned around, and there he was- the black hooded figure with a knife in his hand. Roxas was screaming, and banging on the door. My attempt to run out the door and reunite with him was almost a success. As I set foot on the steps, and into Roxas's arms, the cold, steel knife came in contact with the back of my neck.

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I screamed as I sprung up from my bed, a cool bead of sweat dripping from my forehead. No one was there except me. The back of my neck felt fine.

"It must've been a dream, then," I assumed, picking up my phone to see my love calling me. "Hello..?"

"Hey, Hon. What're you doing today?" His bright, ecstatic tone made me smile a little.

"I don't think I'm doing anything. Why?"

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out today," he said, chuckling nervously.

"I'd love to," I replied, "What time?"

"About.. Two or three maybe?"

"Alright, I'll see you then. I love you, Roxas."

"I love you, too, Nam." I rolled out of bed, and onto my hard, yet carpeted floor.

"Mom!" I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, and as I suspected, my mother was standing at the door, half awake and looking like me. "Roxas wanted to know if I could hang out today.." She simply nodded, then went back to her room. I laughed as I got ready.

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Everything felt right whenever I took a stroll around town with Roxas. We walked, hand in hand, smiling, with the occasional comical conversations we usually have. Four months have passed since we started dating, but yet, it felt like forever. It could've been because I've never had a relationship that lasted longer than a month. Yet, I was glad that my first relationship was with him. Still, I couldn't help but frown every time I thought of that dream.

"Babe, are you alright? You seem.. Nervous." Roxas placed his hands on my hips as he looked me in the eyes. His beryl pools of wonder still made me melt. I also noticed that his eyelashes were longer, and much more fuller than mine.

"Well.. I just.. I had this dream," I started, "We were.."

"In a forest?" I stared at him. His eyes grew wider by the second.

"How did you know that?" I questioned. He let go of me and looked down on the ground.

"I have dreams where I end up dying by this black hooded figure of some sort.." We sat down on a bench, and Roxas told me about his dreams. They seemed like the one I had last night, except he was the one that died. As he went into detail about his most recent dream, I looked up. A shadowed figure was walking nonchalantly, yet it seemed to be staring at us. I stood up, and it ran towards a wall. At this point, I thought it was going to crash, but all it did was disappear through it.