--b.oardwalk--

p.art t.wo

"Or something…" Roxas shivered and fell in step with her, his heavier shoes making more noise than hers. "And where are we going?" He made legs with his fingers and walked them up her shoulder playfully.

Naminé squirmed out of his reach, gently extracting his fingers from her silky straight blond hair. "Nowhere, I guess!"

Unintentionally, Naminé had brought back all his previous doubts from before. "Nowhere, mmm? Sounds like the perfect place for two Nobodies." Roxas nodded lightly, but didn't succeed in hiding his bitterness.

Naminé must've sensed a change in the atmosphere because she stopped and took a different path towards another section of the boardwalk, as if that could leave the tense feelings behind them.

Roxas immediately felt her uncertainty and changed tack, flicking the back of her head. "Hey, Nam, you know I didn't mean that!" Roxas squared his shoulders firmly, partly trying to convince himself. Naminé didn't say anything.

They had reached the end of the path. Now they overlooked the sand dunes that led down to the ocean. The setting sun cast dancing rays of light over the water. It was truly magical, which is why Namine was so dazzled that she forgot about Roxas until two strong arms snaked around her waist.

Naminé was lifted off her feet so that her shoes fell off. Naminé could tell it was Roxas by the laughter next to her ear, but beat at the arms encircling her anyway. Roxas smirked and ran down the sand dunes to the edge of the water, kicking off his shoes as he went. Wet sand seeped between his toes as he approached the tide carrying a struggling Naminé.

Roxas reached the shoreline and stood, catching his breath and shifting his grip on the girl. "Geez, Naminé! You could do without a few pounds!" He teased, nuzzling her shoulder.

Now, anyone who looks at Naminé can tell that she's as light and fragile as a shard of glass, so Naminé didn't really feel this was fair. She twisted while he was adjusting his grip, catching the crook of his elbow and turning so that her face was by his. Naminé jokingly slapped him on the side of the head and put her hands on his shoulders to brace herself against him. She tried to push away, but only succeeded in getting Roxas to hug her tighter.

Naminé huffed and Roxas chuckled. Roxas turned Naminé so that she was again facing away from him, and waded into the shallows. The water was, to say the least, freezing. At the same time, it was refreshing. The waves were crashing in, their white crests hitting Roxas's legs and knocking him off balance.

--a.uthor's n.ote--

The Authoress realizes that she is not God and therefore cannot stare at the screen, willing reviews to appear. She also sends her regards to the families of those who were brutally attacked by Moogles for reading but not reviewing last chapter.

HAPPY EASTER, people! What are you doing on the computer? Get up and enjoy the day! Bake cookies, have an easter egg hunt with yourself, color eggs, and eat candy (but save some for me)!

So, 10 reviews was a little too high and hopeful to expect, eh? -shrug- Hey, 6 is more than half!

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