a/n: hello everyone. im SO sorry that it's been a year since updating. ive had a lot to do and i had no internet/computer access for the past year. anyway, not going into detail. heres the long awaited chapter. hope you enjoy!

Behind Hidden Eyes

Chapter five: Corridors and a Door

Naminé was surprised. Roxas had said, "thank you," to her. Why is he so afraid of what would happen? Naminé shook the thought out of her head and headed towards her closet. She pulled out her pajamas and changed quickly into them. Pulling the covers over her, Naminé slowly drifted off to sleep.

She was running down a corridor, doors on either side of her. Panting, she stopped in the middle of the hallway to catch her breath. Someone was chasing her and she had to get away.

"Naminé," a chilling voice called out. "Where are you?"

She continued to run faster past the many doors. I need a place to hide. She randomly picked a door to her left and turned the knob. The door flung open and she ran inside; silently closing the door behind her. Black. That was the color of the room. Always only being able to see darkness, she groaned. She was getting sick of being in the dark. She ran her hand against the wall and found the light switch she was desperately looking for. Naminé flipped the switch and the room came into a dim view. There was a bed up against the left wall and a floor-to-ceiling window on the far wall identical to the one in hers.

In the right corner sat a skateboard with XII painted across the bottom in dark red. Roxas, is this your room? She thought.

"Yeah, it is," whispered a dark voice.

Naminé gasped. How did he find her? And more important, how did he know what she was thinking?

"Knowing what you're thinking isn't important," he said, slamming the door harshly behind him causing Naminé to flinch.

"What do you want, Roxas?" she asked, backing away from him. With every step she took back, he took one forward. "What do you think I want?" he asked dangerously; decreasing the space between them. Naminé spoke, "I… I don't know." She felt her legs hit the back of his bed. When she hit the bed, Roxas was already towering over her.

"I want you," he whispered. Roxas swiftly grabbed her wrists and placed them above her head so she would not be able to struggle against him. Naminé could see the golden eyes again as he lowered his hooded face towards her.

"Trust me," his voice whispered.

Gasping, Naminé sat up in her bed. "What is with these dreams?" sweat beaded her forehead and she placed her fingertips on her lips. They were swollen; as though they had been kissed. She sighed, "first the bruises, now this? What the hell is going on?" Naminé jumped out of her bed and walked silently towards the large window. For some reason, looking down on The World That Never Was, comforted her.

"I need to leave this room," she whispered to herself. With a nod of her head, as if to finalize her decision, she turned and headed towards the only exit in her room. Turning the knob slowly, she opened the door and snuck out as quietly from her room as possible. Naminé turned right and began walking down the dark hallway; all the lights were turned off.

It must be really late, she thought. Walking down the hallway was long and extremely boring. After a few tortuous minutes of the never-ending straight corridor, she spotted a staircase and decided to head up it since her room was the only one on the current floor.

Placing her hand on the railing, she began to climb the stairs. When she reached the top Naminé's only option was to go left. Naminé noticed that each of the doors on either side of the hallway had a plaque with a roman numeral on it. Reaching the end of the hallway, there was a door to her left. Squinting in the dark, she read the number on the plaque: XIII. "Roxas," she whispered. Looking over her shoulder to make sure no one was coming, Naminé pushed open the door.

Upon entering, the only light in the room was provided by the glowing moon outside. It's the same as it was in my dream. The only difference was that a body was occupying the bed. Naminé crept closer to get a better look at the sleeping form. Her breath caught in her throat. It was Roxas; but his face wasn't covered with his hood. His face was extremely handsome, flawless. His hair was blonde and spiky with those golden spikes sticking up in odd places. He looks so peaceful. Her eyes drifted away from his face and moved downwards; what she saw made her blush deeply. Roxas' toned,bare chest was slowly rising and falling from his steady breathing.

Roxas let out a small moan which made Naminé jump in fright. She stood there, frozen in place, just to make sure that he was still deep in his sleep. She stared quietly at his calm, handsome face.

"Why would you hide yourself from me?" she whispered. She reached out and placed her hand gently against his é felt Roxas lean into her touch, causing her heart to skip a beat. Sighing, Naminé reluctantly pulled her hand away. "You're welcome," she whispered before she left him to keep dreaming.

a/n: well i hope you guys liked it. how did it go again? oh, please review!