::24:: Namine::The Curse::
"Oh no…" I stared into the sketch book, willing to speak out to Roxas once more, watching his scribbled figure freeze against the paper surface. Dropping my colored pencil, I held my breath. "No, Roxas, don't…"
"What's wrong, Namine?" a smooth, velvety voice asked from overhead.
I flinched, attempting to hide the breathing sketch from the man. He leaned down and brushed his red rose softly against my cheek.
I turned away, covering Roxas with the sweaty palm of my hand. "Nothing…"
"Nothing, eh?" asked Marluxia.
I bit my bottom lip. "This isn't fair to Roxas, this isn't at all."
"Yes, it is, my dear." Whispered the man. "We need him…to complete the Plan, to complete…" he paused to look out the opened balcony behind him. "…Kingdom Hearts." A large white heart-shaped moon loomed against the graying sky. "We need Sora."
My heart nearly tore at that Name.
"Don't you remember anything at all?" he continued. "Don't you have…your memories? Your Heart?"
I cringed. Remember… Remember what?
"Namine!" His bright blue eyes met against mine. "I won't forget you, I promise!"
A large hand quickly whipped mine away from the paper, and Marluxia swoop up the sketchbook into his hold. "Oh my, my, my…" he chuckled with devious delight. "Roxas…my old friend…"
"You were right, Namine…" Roxas smiled genuinely at me, holding out his hand towards mine.
I gripped against the colored pencil harder…until it snapped.
"My sweet, my little witch…" The man so casually dropped the sketchbook to the ground and began to walk out into the balcony—from the cold wind began to sweep through. "Remember who you are. Remember why you are here and what."
Hot tears rolled down my cheeks as I slowly fell out of my chair, my knees fallen against the icy floor, and my long blonde hair swept over to the oblivious drawing.
Tiny droplets fell from my eyes and into Roxas, unable to reach him…unable to even call out to him as I had done earlier.
"Roxas…" I whispered. "Roxas…"
I'm sorry…