Chapter 6: Reunions and Interrogations

Previously:

Roxas cautiously stepped forward, his smile hesitant along with the small wave he greeted them with, "H-Hey guys."

"R-Roxas!"

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Roxas laughed nervously, "In the flesh."

Hayner blinked, "W-What are you doing here?"

The small smile on Roxas' face faded. Not being able to read Hayner's facial expression, the blond boy wasn't quite sure how to respond. Hayner, though seemed to sense his friend's distress and quickly added, "Not that we're not happy to see you, it's just we thought..."

"You were going to Destiny High this year?" Pence finished.

This returned the smile to the blond boy's face instantly, "Oh."

"So," Pence tried again, "What are you doing here?"

"And with her," Hayner added snidely, making sure his voice could reach the ears of his least favorite blond. The blond in question, whose attention had drifted away from their conversation, snapped over to Hayner with a cold glare. Hayner smiled back. Naminé rolled her eyes, and resumed to scan the cafeteria for any juicy scenes that could potentially unfold.

Roxas, though was unperturbed by Hayner's comment, not even quite catching the venom laced in his words, "Uh..Well I didn't like Destiny High very much so...I just um...transferred."

Pence nodded, "That's cool."

Hayner narrowed his eyes, "But what about her."

Roxas blinked, "Her? Oh you mean Naminé?" Roxas chuckled, his smile broadening, "She's my new friend."

"New friend," Hayner stated dryly. Pence remained silent, choosing to eat more ramen noodles then get involved any further in this conversation.

Yet, whether out of pure ignorance or his inability to read his friend's expression, Roxas continued to smile, "Yep."

Hayner snorted, "Are you sure you want to be friends with her?"

"Why wouldn't I want to friends with her?"

Hayner let out a deep breath and shook his head, "You-Never mind."

Though Roxas had an idea of what was going through his friend's mind he pressed on, "What? I what?"

"You, nothing. Just never mind okay?."

"Alright," was the boy's simple reply as he turned away from the two teens and took a few small steps toward where he thought Naminé was located. The girl in turn's attention still diverted to scanning the cafeteria to find the makings of a good juicy rumor. Naminé tapped her black open toed shoes on the hard linoleum floors with her ivory arms folded across her chest.

She just couldn't seem to detect any possible rumors today. Maybe she just wasn't concentrating hard enough, because admittedly she had been eavesdropping on Roxas' conversation. Naminé couldn't help it, really. She couldn't. He was just so flawless, like her.

A small smack against her shoulder, brought Naminé back to reality. Her eyes, about to glaze over with ice at the person who had knocked against her shoulder were suddenly two pools of warm cerulean.

"Done talking with your friends, Roxas?" Naminé asked the boy sweetly.

Roxas blinked as if startled, "What? Oh uh yeah." The blond boy proceeded to give a small grin as he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

Naminé beamed, "Good, now let's go sit over there." Naminé gestured a well manicured hand over to the popular table. Jocks, cheerleaders and other important High School royalty were seated at the table expectantly waiting for their queen to arrive. They all knew that this new boy was going to one of them so they all prepared themselves. None of them wished to say anything remotely insulting to their potential king-unless they wanted to be exiled and be forced to with...shudder...the chess team.

Sora though brooded in silence at the far end of the table. He was repulsed at the sight his azure orbs took in. His cousin, with Naminé Misaki. It frustrated the brunette to no end. I mean once Naminé finds out Roxas is blind she'll dump him so quick that the shock will probably feel like whiplash to his cousin. He knew for a fact Naminé was only attracted to his cousin because of his looks. It was obvious, at least to him.

His eyes narrowed further as he watched Roxas being dragged over to their table. Sora could hear his cousin's weak protests as Naminé continued to haul him across the cafeteria.

" But-I-I was actually sitting with some other people before..." Roxas protested, he hated the idea of just leaving his new friends without saying anything but was helpless to resist because if he did even attempt to find his way back to his new friends the only thing he would find was himself either tripping or banging into a wall. Nothing helpful at all.

"Exactly. You were sitting with them, now you're sitting with us."

Roxas decided the best course of action was to not object and just allow Naminé to tow him over to her friends. "Although," Naminé paused a growing smile capturing her lips, "if you wanted we could just save the introductions for later and you know, hang out?" Naminé suggested. Her cerulean blue eyes holding a hopeful gleam as she cast an almost imperceptible glance at Roxas' face.

Roxas, debated for moment whether or not to consent to the invitation to be alone with Naminé. The very thought sent a blush creeping up his neck. On one hand being alone with her might be awkward, considering the fact that he would probably accidentally do something wrong due his lack of sight. BUT-on the other hand, it would give him the opportunity to begin helping her. The reason he was here now. Plus, he could only guess by the volume of noise from the table that there weren't just a few people there and Roxas hated crowds.

"Okay," Roxas conceded.

Naminé's heart fluttered, "R-Really? I mean, good choice." Naminé mentally slapped herself. Keep yourself together! People are watching! Naminé's mind hissed.

And indeed people were watching. To the student body Naminé and Roxas were pretty much equivalent to Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie. Everything they did was front page news. And this particular exchange had the majority of the student body inching themselves closer off the edges of their seats to hear anything being said between the two blonds.

"So where are we going to hang out?" Roxas inquired with a genial smile etched on his face.

"The rooftop," Naminé replied coolly. She had regained her composure quickly and had again taken her blond crush's hand and began tugging him along as they snaked their way through the cafeteria.

Hundreds of eyes followed their ever step as they exited the cafeteria, murmuring amongst themselves. Speculating.

Blind or not, Roxas could still feel the stares of what seemed to be the entire student body on his back. Slowly burning holes though him. The thought made Roxas quicken his pace, his strides now in perfect sync with Naminé's.

Naminé noticing this, looked at the boy beside her now with slight curiosity, but didn't vocalize any of her thoughts as they began to ascend the stairs. The clacking of their feet against the linoleum steps reverberated throughout hallway. The duo finally reached the top of the stairs, Naminé smiled to herself smoothing any wrinkles out of her dress.

Roxas followed at her heels, having let go of her hand at the stair case he had been forced to rely solely on his ears to guide him up the stairs. The task was difficult but not as difficult as what he was experiencing now. Naminé had stopped walking to wait for him at the top of the stairs, and the problem with that? He couldn't remember how many steps were left and couldn't listen any more to the sound of her heels clacking to guide him any further.

Panicked, Roxas put on foot forward only to hit said foot against the next step. This caused the blond boy's body to stumble forward, and unfortunately the only thing that he caught mid fall was Naminé's bracelet which was still attached to the girl's petite wrist. Both teens tumbled onto the floor. Roxas groaned, feeling for the floor but was met with the silky fabric of Naminé's dress.

Roxas mentally prayed that his hand was not somewhere it wasn't supposed to be. Naminé blinked, putting a hand on the back of her head then looked to Roxas whose hand was resting on her stomach. Such close contact made the girl's face turn ten shades of red but it wasn't as bad as Roxas. His face resembling that of a tomato.

Hastily, Roxas got up, nearly falling backwards in the process as he gripped the railing with one hand and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment with the other.

"I-I'm, r-really s-sorry about erm...t-that."

Naminé lifted herself up off the ground, more mad about the fact that he hadn't even bothered to help her off the ground than the fact he had made her fall. With a blush still painted on her ivory cheeks, Naminé gave a small 'hmph' before snapping her face in the other direction, "Yeah, well you should be."

Roxas cringed and bit his bottom lip at her icy tone. He remained silent for a moment before offering another, "S-Sorry...I-."

From the corner of one her eye, Naminé caught sorrowful expression and strangely enough an odd guilty pang struck her normally frozen heart. She just couldn't stay mad at him.

Naminé let out a sigh, saying words she hadn't said in years, "It's..okay...Let's just forget this whole thing happened and...um go."

The words felt foreign, and ticked her lips as Naminé spoke them. Normally if something like this were to happen the person would be receiving one hell of a verbal beating before Naminé would even cast them a second glance in the halls. Or they would have practically been on their knees begging for forgiveness.

Naminé wanted to scold herself for acting so weak just for a boy but when she looked at him again it was like somebody had plugged him in because he lit up like a Christmas tree-And that made her smile.

"Really?" Roxas inquired eagerly.

Naminé nodded, "Yeah, but we better get going before I decide to change my mind."

The blond boy bobbed his head in agreement, trailing closely behind Naminé as they continued their way to the rooftop.

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"Alright, Miss Misaki I got a few questions for you," Roxas declared, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he lay with one elbow propped up beside Naminé.

Naminé arched a perfectly plucked eyebrow at his odd behavior, and did her best to hide the smile that was itching to infect her face and replace it with an expression of utter seriousness, "Shoot."

Roxas cautiously inched closer until he could smell Naminé's vanilla perfume, his face was completely stoic, "What is...your favorite color?"

Naminé let out a genuine giggle, "That's your big question? I was expecting something a little more dramatic."

Roxas moved so they both had space, shrugging his shoulders he folded his hands behind his head, "I like to surprise people."

Naminé rolled her eyes, "Well then, my answer is white."

One of Roxas' azure eyes flickered open as his eyebrows crumpled together, "White?"

Naminé held up her head and sniffed, "Yes, white."

Roxas chuckled, "To each his own, I suppose."

Naminé scowled in response, "What's your favorite color then?"

"Hmm," Roxas' mouth twisted slightly as he thought, "I guess, I'd have to say black."

"Black?," Naminé scoffed, but then smirked mimicking his words with a dramatic sigh, "To each his own, I suppose,"

"Touché'."

"Any other crucial questions you need to ask?"

"What do you like to do?" Roxas resumed his previous position of lying on the concrete with his elbow propped up His eyes remained fixed on the ground as he tried to stifle his burning curiosity.. He secretly hoped she still drew. When they were children, Naminé had been an amazing artist.

Naminé copied his position, looked up at the azure blue passing over their heads lazily, "Mmm, I like shopping...cheerleading," Naminé paused to think of other things even though one thought nagged at her. 'You love to draw.' Naminé shook the thought off. Art people were freaks and she couldn't let Roxas think she was one of them.

"That's it."

"Nothing else?" He pressed.

Naminé bit her glossed lip, feeling very hesitant as the words began to unfurl, "Well-" Naminé was cut off by the loud BRING that was the school bell. "We should get going," Naminé advised getting to her feet.

Roxas let out a soft, "Yeah." before following suit. Inwardly he groaned, wishing that the bell could have sounded later, but didn't remain disappointed for long. He would have plenty of chances to talk to her later anyway and strange enough that thought alone brought a smile back to his face.

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Here's chapter 6! Yeah! I hope this one didn't suck, because I'm not too happy with the outcome (though I hardly am)

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