Five Things

-Roxas-

Very special thanks to Idiotique!

Perfection

Roxas considered himself the luckiest person in the world. How had he ended up with someone like her?

What had made him become fortunate enough to have Namine love him? She was perfect in every way. She had a nice home, a nice family. She was always quiet, and nice, and kind. Putting others before herself, she even worked part time at a charity!

She was like some kind of angel. An angel that didn't fall from heaven, but was sent to make the Earth a better place.

While he…

He was like a demon. Some creature from the dark that didn't deserve her compassion. He came from a bad background, a bad family. Got into fights often. He didn't do part time work, didn't get involved in other people's problems like she did. He probably even made a few worse. Was she only hanging out with him out of pity? Did she just feel sorry for him?

No. Of course not.

There was no way he could have imagined those looks, no way could he have imagined the warm feeling she gave him. He compassionate touch. No, not even his mind could come up with those happy days they spent together…

He felt inadequate in her presence. Like a peasant before a queen. And one day he brought this up with her.

She had only smiled that familiar soft smile he knew so well. She even laughed a little.

"You feel that way too?" Namine asked quietly.

Too? That would mean…How did she get that idea?!

Roxas stared at her in disbelief. It was okay for him to feel unworthy in her presence, but she couldn't feel the same way. How could she feel the same way?

"What made you think I'm better than you?" He asked quietly, leaning forward to look into her eyes.

"You're so…brave." She admitted. "And strong. I'm sure there are plenty of other girls who would love to…"

Roxas took her hands, smiling at her with a crooked grin. "But I didn't pick them. I picked you. I actually think I don't deserve you…like with Seifer…I'm just putting you in danger." His heart twisted into a knot, remembering that terrible day. He unconsciously touched the healing cut on the back of his head.

She hugged him then, and he began to stroke her hair. "Roxas, if there is any danger, we'll face it together."

Roxas laughed warmly in return, hugging her tighter. "I think, because we both feel this way, we're absolutely perfect for each other."

***

He was a demon, while she was an angel. They couldn't belong together.

Did she deserve to be in the presence of someone that was like a hero?