Hi everybody! My goal is to update at least once a day. I've run into a couple walls, these are hypothetical for once. I know have a really good idea of a more "romantic" chapter but I need to add stuff before then. Meaning Axel and Namine (8) have to bond. Oh and did anyone pick up on the fact that Axel is 8 in the Organization and the current Namine is the 8th reincarnation, I did this on purpose. Anyway I hope you all like this chapter.

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The Memory Witch and the Pryo

Chapter 4 Letting Me In and Locking Me Back Out

Recap:

"If it bothers you so much talk to the Superior about it. I personally don't give a damn either way." She was looking right at me. This 5.5ft girl was looking me in the eyes and standing up to me. There was no fear in her eyes either, even though I had just met her she must realize I could snap her beautiful neck in a second. I chuckled, this might be more fun then I thought.

I leaned closer and saw a look of apprehension flash across her face. 'Well well so she's not immune to fear." Chuckled and released my grip on her thighs. I frowned when she suddenly seemed to relax. My eyes widened as I realized why she had seemed nervous. She thought…oh shit…

"Hey Namine, another thing you should remember is that unlike some I'm not into forcing myself on people." I tried to sound annoyed. It was hard considering how I felt more disgusted then annoyed. What in the hell had Larxene done to her? Another even more troubling thought crossed my mind. Did Marluxia have anything to do with this? That thought caused me to shudder. I crossed the room and stood leaning against the wall looking at her. Namine seemed to have relaxed a little more. She had gone back to drawing in her book. 'At least she doesn't seem to think I'm gonna jump her now. But what to do, what to do?' As you can imagine leaning on a wall and staring at the floor wasn't the most amusing thing I had ever done. I called up some flames making them dance on my fingers. 'Well this is amusing for all of five seconds.' I looked up and Namine was still drawing in her stupid book, completely ignoring me. 'Bored, bored, bored' I briefly considered causing her sketchbook on fire but decided against it. Seeing as Namine was a Nobody, even if she was technically held against her will, and I wasn't exactly sure how she would react. Not to mention I had no idea if she had any powers. So next idea, start a conversation.

"So you seem to like to draw." When I said this she shot me a look like I had told her that contrary to popular opinion my hair was pink not red. Then she went back to ignoring me. I tried again,

"So you're the 8th reincarnation of Namine huh. You would think Larxene would be content with killing you just once. I mean seven times seems like overkill." Apparently that was the wrong thing to say because she shot me a murderous look and then once again went back to ignoring me. This girl certainly had guts. She was being rude to the 6.2ft man she barely knew who had a good seven or eight inches on her. Well I now no she is subject to three emotions: annoyance, fear, and anger. That's something right? I decided to try one more time.

"So exactly how old are you supposed to be." She let out an exasperated sigh. Looking up at me she said begrudgingly.

"One, although I do like drawing I'm here to draw things I SEE. Two Larxene is a psycho bitch who would make a better child abuser than much of anything else. And three I would be sixteen. In body, soul and mind."

"Really, do you remember anything from your past seven lives?" Now I was interested. Slowly but surely she seemed to be opening up. She rolled her eyes.

"I can remember everything that happened to the seven, both physically and mentally." She shivered when she said the physically part. She seemed distant and for a moment I was worried that she was going to close back up but then she continued. "Even though I can remember everything, there are no signs of the physical damage the seven received on my body. For example the first one lost a leg when Larxene freaked out and killed her, but as you can see I have both of my legs. I can sometimes hear voices that sound like me but at the same time different in the back of my head. If I try hard enough I probably could communicate with them, but I've never felt the need." I was slightly shocked that she was telling this me. I felt an unexplainable feeling of achievement for getting this strange girl to talk.

"And what did you mean by SEEING?" I asked.

"I can see things that are not here. I can SEE things from the past, present, and the future. Once I've SEEN something I'm able to replicate it in a drawing. That's what the Superior keeps me for. When he's looking for something or needs to know something he has me SEE whatever it is and draw it. But usually I'm left alone to do whatever I want, as long as that doesn't involve leaving." She said. She leaned toward me as she said this. Her hair fell into her eyes. I had a sudden urge to go over and brush it out of the way. But I staid put. What was happening to me every little thing she did seemed to intrigue me. 'I must just be tired.' I was amazed that her stoic behavior from earlier was almost completely gone. Then I decided to test my luck,

"So you said that you didn't have much left to lose, what did you mean?" The instant I said that Namine straightened up. I could almost see the door slamming shut and locking. She looked down and picked up her sketchbook and began to draw furiously. 'Smooth.' Her stoic manner and blank face were back again, I felt disappointed for some reason. 'It's just because I've lost my only form of entertainment.' That what I told myself any way but I couldn't shake the feeling of disappointment.

Several hours of awkward silence later someone pounding at the door snapped me out of my brooding. I looked up, Namine was still drawing. I felt something tighten in my chest when I realized that she had tensed when the second knock sounded. I decided to ask her about that, if I ever got the chance. I walked over to the door and couldn't stop from cracking up at the sight before me. Demyx stood in the hall trying to balance to trays of food and his sitar at the same time. Needless to say he was making a complete and utter fool out of himself.

"Yo, delivery boy's a good look for you Demyx." I managed to say in between snickers. He glared daggers at me.

"Shut the fuck up flame boy, at least I'm not stuck with babysitting duty." He snarled, "And come take your freakin dinner before I decide to drop it on your head." I obliged not wanting to end up wearing my food. I took Namine's tray from him as well and was still chuckling as he slammed the door. When I turned around I did a double take. Namine was smirking, almost on the verge of laughter. But, when she saw me looking she quickly slipped behind her emotionless mask once again. Well unless my eyes were playing tricks on me she could also experience happiness. I made my way to the small table and set my tray down when I went to give Namine her tray our hands brushed and I felt a shock run through me. When I looked down I realized her hand was resting on mine when she noticed this she jerked her hand away her cheeks were red. 'So she can also be embarrassed.' We ate in silence. When she was done she got up and walked over to the door. As she walked by I couldn't help but give her a once over. She wasn't gorgeous but she sure was good on the eyes with a good sized chest, her black shirt didn't leave much to the imagination. She opened a slat next to the door to reveal a tube which she dropped her dishes down. Seeing my confused expression she pointed to the slat.

"Dishes go in there." I followed her example. When I turned back around she was reaching behind the couch. When she straightened she was holding a blanket. She lay on the couch, reached over and turned out the light. I stood there in annoyance for several seconds. I know I upset her, but come on leaving me standing in the middle of the room with nothing to sleep on. I smirked, snapping my fingers flames leapt up around the couch. Namine jumped sitting up and looking around in surprise.

"Ya know there's another thing I forgot to mention earlier. I'm a pyro, a fire controller, got that little fact memorized?" Her eyes went wide. Her reaction caused my smirk to grow, if she was going to play stoic bitch then I was going to play annoying and dangerous older guy.

"By the way girly, where am I supposed to sleep?" She sat up still looking shaken reached behind the couch and bringing out two more blankets and a pillow. When she turned toward me again she had gotten her composure back.

"Here, and would you mind turning putting out those lights. I'm was trying to sleep." I smirked she was definitely a strange one, and something stirred in my heart a feeling I didn't remember ever having pure contentment.

Woot my longest chapter yet! Axel is having feelings not good (hehe). There should be more romance coming up. This chapter took like two and a half hours or more to write. I hope you enjoyed, did you like it? Please review.