Chapter Five

Roxas the Explorer

A/N:

HEYYA! It's that time again!

P.S ROXAS, NAMINE, KAIRI AND SORA ARE 19 A PIECE, RIKU IS 20!!

Disclaimer: Roses are red, violets are blue, and I don't own Kingdom Hearts so your lawyers can't sue!

After a good minute of latching onto him, Namine let him go and stumbled backwards. AS if she was burned.

"I'm… I'm sorry… I wasn't… I…" He looked into her eyes then sat down at the table and sniffed the soup. Namine, too sat down and took a hearty drink from her goblet, Roxas pretended that the warming hug never happened and continued to eat his soup.

"Why did your father kill my father?"

"Well, personally what I think happened was this; your cousin, Matthias was an 'ill seed' according to my father. He was also very promiscuous. Once or twice I caught him and my elder cousin…" Namine laughed unconvincingly. She shook her head.

"From what I can piece together Matthias went a little too far and got himself killed. That's how I think it all started." Roxas slurped up the last of his soup and listened keenly.

"So my horny cousin banged your cousin and your father got pissed," Namine went peach pink.

"That sounds right." Namine laughed, Roxas reclined backwards in his chair and put his hands behind his head. He yawned and shut his eyes.

"What a day," He murmured, Namine picked up his plate and her own. Roxas opened an eye lid.

"Why are you letting me stay here?" He questioned.

"You have no where else to go, and this is the safest place for you to be right now." She explained, Roxas sat up straight, he took his plate from her hand and tugged it away.

"Here, I'll help you." She let him take the plate and follow her into the kitchen. Truthfully, she was relatively surprised that he was helping her. He always thought that he hated her. She prayed that that wasn't true.

Namine led him to a door at the end of the room and opened it with her foot. Inside was a normal looking kitchen. But when Namine placed her plate down and ordered Roxas to as well, she raised her hands as if she were conducting a symphony and with a quick sweep, the entire kitchen sprung to live as if invisible workers started their shifts. Roxas was scared and took a step back. Namine laughed.

"You've never seen magic before, have you?" Roxas shook his head and regained his posture.

"You'll see a lot of it living here with me. I'm incredibly lazy," Roxas nodded his head. Namine turned around and exited the kitchen, leaving Roxas in awe for a second, then leaving behind her also.

Namine went to her seat at the head of the table and pushed her chair in and sighed.

"I suppose you'd want a tour of the place, right?" Roxas shrugged.

"I'd like to go by myself." He didn't want her around when he saw those… flashbacks. Namine's smile dropped. He was happy that he was making her sad. Maybe she would resort to suicide. Roxas smiled gleefully behind her back as she walked away up the old staircase.

She turned and suddenly, her white dress turned into the azure blue ball gown she was wearing in his flashback.

"Have a good night, if you need me I'll be in my room." Roxas nodded his head. The sun was going down in the large window behind the staircase. Namine turned and she formed back into her white dress. Small flutters of white light floated upwards from her as she turned her back and walked up the stairs and up the right wing and disappearing into a door.

Roxas exhaled. It would be hard to live with her, really hard. He wondered if he would actually break her… ahh well. Roxas started up the stairs and to the right, where Namine had gone up. The hallway went acutely left and into another door way, but straight down the hall, was yet another door. Roxas started there. He pasted Namine's room and heard nothing but the sound of an old, wind up Victrola. He shrugged it off.

He opened the door at the crest and inside was a high inclining staircase, Roxas shut the door all but a crack and upped the stairs in a slow pace. He could feel the stairs creak with age. The walls were plastered with dark colored wooden boards like small wooden planks, the stairs were tarnished an aged cherry. While walking up the stairs, Roxas felt an over-whelming sense of deja-view. He had been here before, but it all seemed like a dream. One big crazy dream to him.

The stair case led to another hallway with three doors on each side, Roxas decided to delve within each room.

He tried the first door on the left, and inside was what looked like a master bedroom. A large canopy bed that matched the crimson red walls. There were two other doors which Roxas left be. He shut the door and felt a surge of cold whispering down his back. He shivered with the sudden temperature drop and turned around. Namine was pressing up against his body, with her arms around his neck, his arms spread out wide, and he noticed that she was nearly translucent, not exactly there.

"You're back again! I missed you so much, Roxas!" A ghostly hand reached out from Roxas, and a while other entity sprouted out of him, whilst the whole Roxas was on his back, pressed up agenst the wall. The ghostly Roxas draped his arms around her waist and hugged her close.

"I missed you so much it hurts me to realize that soon I'll have to leave again," Thee Doppelganger replied, Namine stood aback.

"You're going again? Roxas why can't you stay here with me?" Namine pleaded, Roxas took his arms off her and took a step back.

"Namine, the reason I came back is… for you to erase my memory." The translucent Namine opened her eyes wide in shock. Roxas's twin cast his eyes down low and clenched his fist.

"I've done some terrible things, Namine. If only you knew…"

"Tell me, Roxas! What have you done? I'll gladly reprieve you!" Roxas laughed at her loyalty. But he then sighed and turned.

"I have a friend waiting for us in the Library, let's go." But Namine stayed rooted to the spot.

The real Roxas, stood up agenst the wall and watched the scene. Did this mean that he and Namine had something before he left? And his memory…? Was it her who wiped him clean of his memory at his request?

"No! I won't let you go!" Namine shouted, and grabbed for his arm, he quickly took it away.

"Namine, I don't want to end up hating you! I'd kill myself before I burden myself on you!"

"What did you do, Roxas? Was it that bad that you want to give up everything we have? My love for you, the love you have for me…?" Roxas shielded his eyes and turned right around to have her again. The hallway was deathly quiet, and not even the mice family living under the floor boards stirred, but waited for his answer.

"I don't think that I ever loved you, Namine," Namine took her hand off of him as if acid was burning at her skin.

"You don't love me?" She said. She could feel her eyes burn with the salty tears. She shut them. He never loved her, huh? All those embraces, the kisses, the laughs. Why was he telling her now? Why had he put on this act in the first place?

"All of it was out of vengeance." Roxas explained, Namine threw back her head and stared up at the ceiling, her eyes opened slowly.

"Is it really what you want, Roxas? Even if you don't love me, I love you. Isn't that enough? Stay with me, please… one more night and I'll do anything you want." She pleaded, Roxas hugged his arms around him tight.

Do I really hate her? Who I really hate is her father… why did I take it out on her? Why did I throw away something so good? Who am I kidding I LOVE YOU, NAMINE! Roxas could hear his younger self screaming in his head. Roxas shook his head to refuse the fact.

She lied to me, she tricked me, she hates me, I hate her, I'll kill her… he told himself, but the feeling was irreplaceable. He was in love with Namine before. He didn't remember why or what happened but his love for her still burned.

The couple embraced and the doppelganger placed his lips gently on Namine's. Roxas felt his lips tremble. He turned his back on them and continued back down the stairs. It was time for some questions.

He needed answers.

A/N: Hello people! Forgive me? I've had writers block, it sucks, I know. Usually, I never make up story plans or brainstorm or whatever you call it, but for something like this, I thought I had to. You must notice that I've changed my summery to fit with what I've been planning. Rape, yes rape. R A P E get your hands away from me! This is my square GET YOUR HANDS AWAY FROM THERE!!! Sorry, some girls from Writers Camp made that one up… yeah.

So, review as always and expect another chapter in 30 to 60 minutes!!!

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