hey everyone, long time no see. well... i couldnt really update for a while due to personal reasons, but im back! this chpater was a pain to write so i hope you really like and dont forget to review please!

maluka

Behind Hidden Eyes

Chapter three: Dream

She was surrounded by a swirling, white mist that traveled as far as the eye could see. Naminé began to walk forward into the everlasting mist. No sooner than she started walking, a bright flash clouded her vision and a scene unfolded before her eyes. It was of a boy with brown spiky hair that went in almost every direction; and a girl with short red hair that framed her face. They were walking towards each other when the land between them began splitting apart. Voices soon began to echo around her.

"Kairi!"

"Sora!"

"I'll come back for you!"

"I know you will!"

The boy and girl vanished and another scene unfolded. It was of her and she was on a balcony and was staring down onto the town of the World That Never Was. It wasn't raining; the stars were out and the heart shaped moon was as bright as ever. Soon, the stars began to fall from the sky in a slow manner. But, when they reached the ground; instead of stars, different worlds began to appear. She had never seen so many places before. Out of the corner of Naminé's eye, a world was glowing brightly. She headed towards it and stopped at the portal that led to it. The world was a group of tropical islands and the sun was slowly setting down to where the sky met the ocean, lighting and darkening the horizon. "I know this place," she whispered. Naminé reached her hand out to touch the world but it vanished. The worlds around her began to disappear one by one. With the worlds vanishing, the space around her began to darken quickly.

It soon became pitch-black and Naminé began to shiver. "What's going on?" she whispered nervously? It felt as though she was back in the place where Xemnas had found her. Suddenly, she heard footsteps echoing from behind her. "Who's there?" she called out. No one answered. She called out again, "I know someone's there." The echoing footsteps stopped. Naminé felt as though that whoever the footsteps belonged to, was watching her. Something hot tickled her neck and she shivered.

"Naminé…" a voice whispered.

"Wh.. who are you?" she asked.

"Your worst and best nightmare," it answered. She felt arms wrap around hers and then strong hands grasped her upper arms so tightly that it began to hurt. She could feel the fingers dig tightly into her skin and she was swiftly turned around. All she saw was a pair of gold eyes.

Naminé woke up with a start. Droplets of sweat ran down her face and she was breathing hard. She looked around her room; the lights were still off and the only source of light was the moon that shone through her large window. Naminé sighed, "it was only a dream," but it seemed so real. Naminé crossed her arms around her chest. A sharp pain from her upper arm jolted her senses. She tore her hand away from where the pain was originating, she pulled her covers back and got up and headed towards the window. The moonlight shone down on her arm; four blue marks covered her arm. She checked the other one and there were identical marks, as though the marks were made from someone's fingers.

There was a knock on her door which woke Naminé up from her slumber. She groaned and pulled her pillow over her head. "Not now," she groaned. The knocking became more persistent and louder than before. "Fine, I'm up," she said. She got out of bed, turned on the lights, and headed towards the door where the knocking was coming from. She yawned then opened the door. Roxas, with his hood still up, was standing there with a tray of food that seemed to be her breakfast. Roxas didn't force himself in but just stood there.

"What are you staring at?" Naminé asked, irritated." He didn't say anything. "What?" she asked again." Again, no reply. She sighed and looked down at the floor; she then noticed that she was only wearing her small shorts and a tank top. She realized what Roxas was staring at now. "Oh…" Naminé said, blushing a bright red.

"Why don't you uh, come on in?"

Roxas shrugged his shoulders and pushed his way past her to get in. He placed the tray on the table and took a seat. Naminé followed his actions and took the seat across from him. He pushed the tray in front of her and she took it gratefully and began eating the pancakes that were on the tray. As she was eating, she felt a pair of eyes watching her.

"What do you want, Roxas?"

"Nothing," he answered darkly.

"Then why are you staring at me?" she asked pointedly.

"I'm not staring, I'm just..."

"Uh huh, sure you weren't," she said, taking a sip from her glass of orange juice.

"I wasn't staring," Roxas growled dangerously.

Naminé rolled her eyes, "Whatever you say, Roxas."

Naminé was about to take another bite of her pancake when the tray was suddenly pushed out of the way and onto the floor; Roxas was standing up from his seat with his hand in mid-air from the push he gave the tray. Naminé angrily stared at him, "What the hell was that for?"

"Don't ever talk back to me as if you know everything," he hissed.

Naminé just glared at him, "You can't tell me what to do, I'm not afraid of you Roxas."

"You should be," he warned.

"Why should I?" she retorted, "You're nothing but my bodyguard, you're supposed to protect me."

"I can do more than protect you, and you really don't want me to do that, Naminé," he threatened. Naminé just rolled her eyes "Like I said before, you don't scare me." with lightning fast speed, Naminé felt herself being knocked out of her chair and pinned to the ground with Roxas sitting on top of her. "Believe me, Naminé, you don't want to push my buttons." She just stared back into his gold, or was it blue eyes? They seemed to keep changing. "I'm not afraid of you," she whispered. Roxas growled angrily and pulled her up by her arm. Naminé winced at his action, for he was grabbing right onto the spot where there were bruises splayed across her skin.

"Come on, we're going to get you started on your task for the Organization."

He threw her into one of the chairs that was not tipped over or thrown by him and grabbed her sketchbook and slammed it down in front of her. "Draw," Roxas commanded. Naminé just stared at him in confusion. "What am I supposed to draw?"

Roxas sighed angrily, "Just draw."

"Fine," she replied. Naminé picked up the pencil that was next to the sketch book and opened up to the first, blank page. She just stared at it. What am I supposed to do? Naminé sighed and just let her hand do the talking for her. Her sketch began with a line that was curved and soon her lines just began to soar across the page as though it was being done by magic. After some intense shading, Naminé closed her sketchbook, "Finished. You happy now?" Roxas grabbed the sketchbook and opened it up. What he was looking at seemed familiar to him. It was of a beach and there was a single, bent palm tree. The horizon was slowly beginning to blend with the ocean.

"It's… really good," He said quietly.

Naminé blushed, "Thank you, I have actually never drawn before. I guess it comes naturally."

Roxas set the sketchbook back down on the table then took the only remaining chair and sat down. "You need to get some rest," Roxas muttered.

"What do you mean? I've only been up for an hour," Naminé protested.

Roxas laughed. Naminé noticed that his laugh was soft and actually full of what seemed to be a hint of happiness; there also seemed to be a trace of a smile in it too. She realized that she liked his laugh and wanted to hear it more often.

"It's already ten at night. You have been working on that drawing all day." He said

"How am I supposed to know? There's no sense of telling time here, it's always dark outside with the moon shining."

Roxas got up and headed towards the door, "I'll see you tomorrow." The door closed behind him and Naminé was left alone in her white room. Sighing, Naminé headed towards her bed and turned off the light. Tomorrow was going to be another long day with Roxas.

well what do you think? Roxas is pretty agressive isnt he? i hope you enjoyed reading this. please reivew, they help keep me motivated for writing this story

maluka