Disclaimer- I don't and will never own Kingdom Hearts or its characters.

A/N: Hello again guys. As you can see… I am terrible at updating. I will not be dropping any of my stories, there will just be slow updates. And the letter L on my keyboard is stuck so I have to press multiple times to get it! UGH annoying I swear. Anyway… here's the next chapter for Namnapped and sorry for the wait… Enjoy!

Chapter Six:

Pancakes and Other Messes

By: Gatorgirl1999

I made pancakes for breakfast. I kept glancing around the room every couple of minutes. Axel was leaning back in his chair smiling the world away while Roxas was sitting in a chair with his head down on the table. "Sooo…" I said breaking the silence awkwardly. "Why were there fireworks last night?" No one said anything. Axel just shrugged and went back to what he was doing. "R-roxas? Do you know?"

He simply grunted and turned his head away from me. The smile I had plastered on my face started to fade away and my gaze fell to the pan. "Crap!" My eyes widened in horror at the site of my burning pancake. I quickly flung the pan off the stove and the bottom of my hand hit the burning metal. I screamed out and fell to the floor, clutching my burnt palm.

"Ow, ow, OWWW!"

Axel and Roxas tossed their heads my way. Roxas started to get up but Axel made his way over to me first.

"Hey…" He grabbed my hand. I whimpered.

"Ow!" I cried out. He flipped over my hand and observed it. Axel stood me up and brought me over to the sink. He turned on the cold water and let it wash over my aching hand. I flinched. "I-it burns."

"It's blistering…" Axel muttered, leaving my side and going through a nearby cabinet. He brought out a small first aid-kit. Roxas watched silently from his seat. My face turned a bit red when he walked back over.

"Something wrong?" He asked, looking at me. Axel was actually being… serious. It was weird.

"I just…" I failed to find the words to complete my sentence and I left my mouth open, hoping that something… anything would come out. Axel continued with his work and but some type of cream on my hand. "It's cold!" I squeaked. He laughed. Then he wrapped it. I looked down once he had finished and observed what he had done.

"Feel better?" He asked me. I nodded slowly in response. "I'll make some more pancakes." I turned my head to look for Roxas, but he had disappeared. I looked around the room… it was just me and Axel. Axel starting whistling as he made some more pancakes and I took a seat at the wooden table. My heart felt heavy. Why do I feel so bad? I didn't do anything wrong… I look at the door that led to the kitchen, staring… hoping to see Roxas return through it any minute. He didn't.

~Kingdom Hearts~

Me and Axel ate in silence, the only sound being our silverware clanking against our plates. I only ate half of one… playing with the rest of my food. After Axel stuffed his mouth with what seemed like twenty or more pancakes, he left the table and headed elsewhere. I was alone and I looked at the ten or more pancakes still left on the table.

I thought of Roxas and how he didn't eat anything… having left and all. I glanced at the plates one last time. I bit my lip and finally picked up the plate, a fork and some syrup. I had no idea where Roxas's room was, the ship probably had a billion rooms. Well… not a BILLION… but a lot. I walked around for a while, getting frustrated at not being able to find his room. I was just about to give up as I was walking by the last door when someone opened it. I looked.

"Naminé?"

Roxas.

"Oh…" was all I could say. I stood frozen by his door.

"Did you need something?" He asked me. There was no emotion in his voice, nor on his face.

"Oh… um…" I presented him the plate of pancakes. He looked at the plate, and then at me.

"Did Axel make those?"

"Well…. Yeah-" I started. But Roxas closed the door. "Wait!" I stuck my foot between the door and the door jam, stopping the door from being able to close. "I'll make more!" I said, looking up at him. "If you want…" Roxas let out a sigh and opened the door.

"With strawberries. They have to have strawberries." He told me, walking out into the hallway with me. "You coming?" I followed behind him, a small grin attached to my face.

~Kingdom Hearts~

"Okay… I got this." I told myself, grabbing the pan and getting ready to flip. I closed my eyes and lifted the pan. I opened an eye, seeing if I did it. I had missed. VERY MUCH SO… The pancake had left the pan and landed on Roxas's head. I gasped. "Oh my god. I'M SORRY!" I squeaked, putting my hands over my mouth. Roxas lifted the half cooked pancake off his head. You could see the pancake mix in his blonde hair. He shook his head. "Sorry, sorry SORRY!"

"It's fine." He walked over to the sink next to me, turning on the water and sticking his head under it. He pulled his hands through his hair and then turned the water off. Then he shook his hair in the sink. "It's not hard." He said, walking over to me. "Just takes…" He went up behind me and flipped the next pancake perfectly. "Practice." The water from his hair dripped down my neck and my body shivered. "Something wrong?" I turned my neck so I was looking up at him. Our faces were just a few inches apart.

"Uh-" Roxas started to lean in but I flung my neck back around, my gaze at the pan. My face exploded with a red color. "T-the pancake is gonna burn…" I stammered. Roxas set his chin on my right shoulder and wrapped his arms around me. My body practically melted at his touch. "R-roxas…" It didn't feel bad… more like, uncomfortable. I wiggled a bit awkwardly. "D-did you ever get my sketchbook?" Roxas let go. "From before?" He looked at me in a daze and starting walking out the door.

"Follow me." He called. I took the pan off the stove and abandoned our pancakes, following nervously behind Roxas. Many thoughts bobbled in my mind of why Roxas would suddenly embrace me. I still blushed at the thought and tried to shake off the feeling. When we got to his room, I stood by the door as Roxas entered the room, going through his things. He looked over at me. "You coming in?"

I stood speechless by the door. He took out the sketchbook and waved it. It was perfect. The spiral hard cover was covered with colors and it was thick. It was thick! Four-hundred or maybe even five-hundred pages I could use! Almost hypnotized, I walked over and grabbed it. I hugged it with pure joy.

"Here are some drawing utensils or whatever." Roxas told me, handing me a package of art supplies. "The guy at the store recommended it." I snatched it from his hands and ripped it open. Roxas stretched out on his bed while I observed everything. My father had always ignored my love for art and I rarely even drew anymore. I opened the sketchbook to a clean page. I got a mechanical pencil, light blue, and looked up. Roxas had fallen asleep. I looked at him and then at my sketchpad. I bit my bottom lip and stared at his perfectly still body… and I started to sketch…

~Kingdom Hearts~

After sketching for two hours, I looked at what I created. The only trouble was the hair. I kept erasing and re-drawing it, never getting it quite right. I was so into drawing the hair that I failed to realize that Roxas had woken up. I kept the image of his hair in my mind as my pencil moved across the paper.

"What are you drawing?" He asked me, taking the sketchpad from my hands. I jumped up in response to grab it but he lifted it up out of my reach. He looked at it, still holding it in the air. "You drew a picture of me?"

My face turned a bright red. "I-"

"That's creepy." His voice was flat.

My heart sank. "I'm sorry-"

He laughed. "I'm just kidding silly. It's good, really good." I blushed and he handed me my sketchbook. "Do I really look like that when I sleep?"

I laughed.

~Kingdom Hearts~

There was a lot I didn't know about Roxas. His favorite color was blue, as was mine. He loved strawberries, they were his favorite food. He even grew up in Twilight Town, not too far away (maybe two or three hours) from where I lived.

"So why do you always wear that necklace?" He had asked me after a while of talking. "Is it worth a lot… or something?"

I grabbed the necklace I was wearing.

"Actually…" It's really worth almost nothing." I laughed weakly. "My mom gave it to me a few years ago on my 13th birthday… right before she died." Roxas was silent. "My Dad bought me countless necklaces, priceless even… but I never wear them. It's the only thing I have left of my mother." Roxas didn't say anything. I laughed.

"Oh… it doesn't matter anyway, what about your parents?" Roxas stared blankly into my eyes.

"They're both dead."

My heart stopped.

"Oh." Was all I could say. I looked away awkwardly.

"Everyone thought I killed them." It was quiet for a moment before he continued. "Thanks."

I looked at him. "For what?"

"Asking if I did or not."

A/N: I promise. I promise that I will update ATLEAST one story a week. I will really try to keep this promise! TT^TT I always have ideas… but they never seem to come out when I start writing -.- Well… this chapter is still kinda long compared to what I usually write so … XD I know that doesn't make up for not updating but erm… yeah o.o Thanks for reading! Review? :3