Hello, fellow Namixas fans! I hope you all enjoyed your summers. For the past few weeks, I've been debating on whether or not I should write this chapter. It may seem far-fetched, but I'm only mirroring what I see when people are greedy bastards.

Without further delay, I present chapter 12!

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Namine's pale eyebrow twitched as she began to wake into the realm of consciousness.

'W-Where am I?'

Beryl eyes opened slowly, allowing only a small portion of light to enter the darkness beneath her eyelid. With each passing second, Namine's orbs revealed more and more darkness surrounding her all except the spotlight above her head.

Fear trickled down her spine as she failed to recognize anything. She went to cry out for help, but found her mouth taped shut. Namine wriggled her hands around, but also found them knotted together behind the chair she sat in.

'Oh god...Where the hell am I?'

A sinister laugh from beyond the dark froze her heart as a pair of strong, large hands slapped themselves onto her shoulders. She moaned out through the ductape in pain.

Another giggle met her ears as the owner of the laughter stepped out from the shadows. Namine's eyes widen in shocked and confusion.

'But why?'

Warm, slender fingers ran across her cheekbones and down the sides of her neck. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise. She was definitely not comfortable with this person touching her.

"I have no idea what Roxas sees in a pathetic girl like you."

Without forewarning the captive, the piece of tape sealing her mouth was ripped off ever so slowly. The artist winced, but refused to whimper.

"Cleo...what are you doing here?"

The redhead only chuckled before answering; her yellow, catlike eyes glittering in amusement.

"What am I doing here, you ask? Well, I'll tell you what I'm doing here."

Cleo leaned in close to Namine's ear, smirking the whole way.

"I'm going to kill you."

The blood pumping through Namine's numb body grew cold. The only sound that could be heard was the frightened girls' frantic heartbeat.

"B-But why? What have I ever done to you?"

"You stole Roxas away from me."

"Stole Roxas from you? Please, Roxas was smart enough to avoid your flirtatious advances. I played no such role."

Cleo walked a few steps away with her head bent down; her long, fiery hair blocking out her eyes.

"Oh, but you did, Namine. You did by living. Ever since the first day he met you, Roxas wouldn't shut up about you. Whether it be a insulting remark or just plain talking, the conversation always revolved around you."

"I don't understand."

"Hahaha. Of course you don't, Namine. You're too dense to realize it. He's in love with you. He told me so the first day he met you."

Despite the situation she was in, Namine felt her cheeks warm up.

'Roxas love me? Ridiculous.'

"You're lying. Even if it was true, he would never confess such a personal feeling to someone like you."

"Oh, how wrong you are. You see, I've known Roxas since we were in the fifth grade. He was my best friend and love. We would always share secrets all up until he moved here and bumped into you."

The conniving girl struck a dramatic pose.

"I cannot bear the simple fact that another girl had taking up my Roxie's attention. Besides, I can't have you foil my plans."

"Plans?"

"Yes. I have it all figured out...Once you're out of the picture for good, Roxas will be so depressed that I, his best friend, will be the only one to truly console him. Once he realized that I'm the only one who cares for him, he'll instantly propose to me."

Cleo rubbed a finger under her chin while daydreaming of the possibilities until a snort from Namine snapped her back to reality.

"Reality check, honey. One, we're not living in some doped up fantasy land you made, two, Roxas would never just marry you like that out of nowhere, and three, your plan is just stupid."

Before Namine could uttered another word, Cleo struck her across the face.

"How dare you!"

Another slap was issued to the opposite cheek this time around.

"No one, especially you, has the right to critique my plans. They will work without fail."

The blows just keep on coming as Namine's once milky-white was now red and beginning to swell. Cleo made another attempt to swing at the girl when a hand caught her.

"Stop it."

Cleo only smirked.

"What's this? It seems my accomplice, Riku, has finally grown a conscience of his own. Go on, Riku. Tell your best friend your part in this little deal we made."

Instead of answering, Riku dropped Cleo's hand and slunk back into the shadows whence he came. Namine glanced towards the direction Riku disappeared into and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Riku?"

No reply met her meek plea for answers. The golden-eyed girl just laughed.

"If it's answers you want then I'll be glad to tell you."

The malicious grin widened further on Cleo's face as Namine didn't answer.

"Where to start? Ah-Ha! You know that both the Nasumis and Hitakis are rivaling businesses when it came to money, yet the Nasumis always manage to get the best sale possible. Well, I've been concocting this plan since September, so when my family went to visit the Hitakis for a business agreement that month, I met Riku and his hatred for the Nasumis. Once I ran the plan by him, he immediately agreed even as I mentioned your name."

"It can't be..."

"Now, now, Namine. It's rude to interrupt someone when they're speaking. Lexaeus, squeeze harder." Cleo's brawny butler complied by doing just that. Namine yelped out.

"Once you're disposed of, the real plan will commence. Roxas and I will be married and since he's the heir to the fortune as soon as the marriage certificates are signed, half of his fortune belongs to me. This is when I hand over that half to Riku whose family will finally have their place ahead of the Nasumis."

Soft sobs filled the area, making Cleo grin with delight. Again, she leaned in close to Namine.

"So tell me Namine, how does it feel to be sold out by your own friend for money?"

The crying girl's tears were enough to satisfy the sadistic woman.

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"Roxas, what's wrong? What did the letter say?"

Roxas, being to stunned, handed the letter to Olette, who read it aloud to everyone else.

Roxas,

We have Namine with us. My boss intends to "dispose" of her once and for all. She acts out on jealousy towards Namine from her being around you. We are currently at Warehouse 13. Proceed with caution.

There was no signature, but the group really didn't seem to care at the time. Their Namine had been kidnapped! The girls started to hyperventilate as fear and dread took hold of their bodies.

"What the fuck are we going to do? I knew Cleo was a little wacky, but to actually want to murder someone?" Selphie shouted loudly as Olette and Kairi latched onto her for support.

Roxas was already out the door and on his cellphone, but not with the cops.

"Roxas! Where are you going?"

"Olette, call the guys and the police and tell them to meet me at Warehouse 13."

The brunette nodded and headed for her own phone. Before another word was spoken, Roxas vanished inside an old, black Cadillac and was off.

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"Axel, shut the headlights off."

"'Kay."

The car silently chugged its way down the pier. They duo inside the car looked at the eerie building, searching for that magic 13.

"There we go." Axel said as he pulled his car beside the rundown warehouse. Both guys jumped out of the car and with a gently push, clicked their doors shut. Axel was about a head taller than Roxas with bright, flaming red hair, electric green eyes, and two tattoo teardrops below his eyes.

Roxas made a beeline towards the door when he felt a hand grasped his wrist. The blond kid tried to yank his hand away.

"Let me go, Axel."

"Rox, be smart. You're not going in their alone. Got it memorized?"

Roxas shot Axel a small smile before muttering a 'sure' before both cautiously entered.

"Holy shit, man. It's freaking dark in here."

"Thank you, Sherlock Holmes for your innovated observation."

Axel pouted quietly as he and Roxas past numerous boxes of unknown origins. He shivered lightly. This place was giving him the creeps.

"Hey Rox-" A hand suddenly clamped itself to his mouth. Squinting, he saw Roxas put a finger to his lips, pleading him to be silent. An obnoxious voice in the distance caught their attention.

"Well, Namine, Are you ready to meet your mother again?"

The guys moved closer to watch the scene unfold. There strapped to a wooden chair was Namine looking miserable and paler than usual. Beside her stood Cleo with a small knife clutched tightly in her fist.

Riku was on the left looking aloof. His face portrayed that of an inner struggle.

Cleo took Namine's silence as a 'yes' as she put the knife to Namine's neck.

"Goodbye, Namine."

"Stop!"

Roxas now only stood a few feet away and he didn't look the least bit happy. Startled at the sudden intrusion, Cleo dropped the blade to the floor. Riku too glanced up, but only smiled a wee bit.

"Roxas, darling! What are you doing here?"

"Cut the shit, Leona. I know what you're trying to do and I'm here to stop it."

Namine beamed brightly as a fresh batch of tears poured from her sockets.

"Roxas!"

"Namine!"

He made an effort to run forward was suddenly thrown back. Axel came out from his hiding spot and picked up Roxas by the arms. Ahead of them were about twenty men armed with katanas. Their outfits consisted of only dull, silver jumpsuits with some strange emblem on it.

Roxas had no idea what it meant, but Axel sure did and tensed.

"What's wrong?"

"That symbol...It's my old gang. The Dusks."

A few chuckles amongst the Dusks echoed loudly within the hollow walls of the stockroom.

"I'm sorry I have to do this Roxas, but I can't even let you ruin my plans, love."

With a sickening sweet smile, Cleo snapped her fingers the gang ran forward, slashing at whatever body part was closest to them. For a fair amount of time, Roxas and Axel both evaded their attacks.

Suddenly, a dusk appeared behind Axel and stabbed him through his shoulder. Axel hissed out in anger and agony as warm, red fluid trickled down his arm. Again his attacker leapt forward kicked him into some nearby boxes.

Roxas ran to his fallen friend.

"Axel! Are you alright?"

"Hehe. I'll be fine. Just go save Namine." The spiky, blond wanted to, but couldn't bear to leave his buddy like this, so as the Dusks began to circle them, Roxas looked around for a weapon. A glint of metal in the dim lighting caught his attention.

He drove for the object and with excellent timing, fended off a few assaults. He held the weapon in front of him with pride, causing one member to laugh.

"What the hell is that thing?"

Roxas took another fleeting look at his choice of weapon. It kinda resemble a giant key and on the protruding edges of the key were little blades.

"A keyblade!" He shouted as he lurched forward and took down some people. A few wounds later, the handsome man stood panting in the middle surrounded by Dusks.

Cleo shot him a sympathetic smile.

"Please, Roxie. I love you and don't want you to get hurt anymore. As soon as I get rid of Namine, we can live happily ever after."

"You're fucking nuts, you know that. There's no way in hell I'm giving up. Namine means too much to me and I won't let you take her from me. I love her, dammit!"

Namine blushed ten shades of red before lowering her head, embarrassed that everyone was now gawking at her.

'So Cleo was telling the truth.'

With love shining in her eyes, Namine tenderly gazed at Roxas.

"I love you too, Roxas." As the sentence escaped her lips, Cleo rammed her fist into Namine's stomach. The artist coughed up some blood on her new dress.

"Namine!"

"This was not how things were suppose to happen. He's suppose to love me, not you."

The redhead straightened her back and shot a menacing glare at Roxas.

"You will lose, Roxas and see the errors of your decision."

Another snap of the fingers and Roxas jumped back just as a katana tried to make contact with his head. He held his keyblade in a defensive position, ready for anyway that would be thrown his way.

The Dusks charged forward and the fight for Namine's life began.

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Okay, I tried to capture both greed and obsession in this chapter cause I believe the world is like that. People are greedy for money and obsess over petty things like other people.

I made Cleo Leona say 'once' a lot. XD

I'm sorry for what I did to Axel, but those Dusks are ruthless whores! And no, Axel's not dead. He's just wounded.

That keyblade moment was for you, Ki!

I hope it was exciting and made sense.

Stay tuned!