~Hate~
As Namine tends Ventus' wounds, she hears a door open on the far side of the house. It's faint, but it's there.
Then, she feels the footsteps along the hall. It was a mismatched rhythm, she realized. It must have been two people.
Being too focused on her thoughts, she didn't realize that the steps stopped in front of Ven's door.
Someone opened the door, and Ventus flinched, as if someone already hit him.
The young man who opened the door had gravity-defying black hair. He was shirtless, which Namine didn't care for, but then she met his eyes. They were an eerie amber, orbs of gold that seemed to look down into her soul and steal all her secrets.
"So, Ven…" The boy smirked. "You finally got a girl in your bed. I'm impressed."
"V-Vanitas…" He murmured, and that name sent shivers down her spine. "Don't."
"Aw, come on bro. I just wanted to take a peek." His eyes locked on her, and he could feel his eyes studying her.
"Vani~!" A voice complained. Namine looked behind said boy, and saw a girl with brown hair and what seemed like pigtails. She was wearing a shirt that was big on her; it reached her mid-thighs.
Vanitas turned to stare at her. "Yes, Selphie-chan?"
"You promised you would take me home! Dad would be very angry if he found out that-" She caught herself, and stared at him flirtingly. Namine was glad that she didn't finish her thought, she didn't want to know.
Vanitas sighed. "I suppose you're right. Get in the car." She walked down the hall, and Vanitas turned to face Namine.
"I'll be back, sweetheart. I'll make you feel better than that boy ever could." He winked at her, making her feel sick, and walked to reach his 'guest'.
"I'm sorry you had to see that…" Ven apologized.
Namine still felt sick.
What is this feeling? That man… makes me feel sick. Is that… hate?
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~OmegaStarShooter14~