She leaned up and kissed him back, on the lips. She could feel his blush as he wrapped his arms around her.
Chapter 3:
Roxas was confused with Naminé's behavior. She had, after all, said she didn't like him. But being there with her as the rain stayed motionless around them, somehow made it feel right. Roxas held her close to him as they kissed. He felt awkward, and although it was far from the truth, he felt like he was taking advantage of her.
Naminé had her hands wrapped around his neck as he deepened the kiss. She wanted nothing more then to take back what she had said about not liking him. She pulled away from his kiss.
"I lied." She blushed.
"I know." And as if nothing had been said they went back to kissing. He gently pushed her against the entrance to the old staccato house. He fiddled with the lock trying to open it. "Oh ya. I forgot." He smiled. Naminé giggled.
"You know," She paused to push her hair behind her ear, "It's not like anyone will see us."
Roxas considered this. "To sunset hill!" He exclaimed taking Naminé by the hand. He pulled her all the way up to the train station. "We're going to have to walk on the tracks. Ya' know because the train is frozen in time." He winked at her.
Naminé skipped along the tracks, Roxas was taking deep strides just to keep up. He often found his gaze staying from the tracks to her body. He watched as her bust went up as she went down. She stopped skipping, put her hands on her hips, and looked at him.
"You can't wait five minutes can you?" She smiled.
"Nope." He took a step forward and gently lifted her chin. Roxas kissed her and felt her hands glided down his back and into his back pockets. "You can't wait five minutes can you?"
"Nope" she smiled and kissed him. They continued to walk hand in hand up to sunset hill. In some strange distorted way they were walking hand in hand into their future. And what ever might lie ahead. They knew they would face it together.
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He watched as XIII walked hand in hand with Naminé on the train tracks. It seemed to them that they were handling the time issue just fine. He thought of a way to make it so they would eventually go mad from being together. He sighed and put up his hood.
The strange man turned into a black dog and trotted down the tracks, following the two lovers. He wondered briefly where they were going and what they were doing. But then remembered his mission…
…TO BE CONTINUED…