AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, so this is the part that it sort of gets tricky. As you can see, I've actually gotten past my writer's block and ideas are trickling in again. Plus, I don't want to screw up this next part since this scene was one of my favorite from the movie itself. Of course, I've enlisted help from my BBF, Matrix, since she seems to be my current muse.

M.T.: Is that what you're calling me now?

Orochimarufluff: We call you a lot of things

M.T.: Sounds like Orochimaru has a death wish.

AMG: Now Matrix you promised…

M.T.: You got lucky this time snake boy!

DISCLAIMER: All KH characters and Moulin Rouge do not belong to me. However, the idea to put them together at an attempt of a NamineXRoxas pairing is. Either way, it is still not yours, so do not try to take. Okay?

*Italic means singing*

Part 3: Your Song

After fainting, Riku took Namine to the back where she was surrounded by familiar faces. Other dancers of the Moulin Rouge, they Diamond Dogs who have yet to go onto the floor, crowded wondering if the blonde haired young courtesan was okay. A young and pretty, brown haired young woman comes in. She was dressed in a pretty pink dress with brown boots came in. Her hair was in a braid down her back with a blue ribbon tied in.

"Move please!" She called as she gently pushed her way around those who were crowding her.

Once she was through, she sat at the edge of the bed and gently lift Namine's head, taking a small container of medicine and pouring it down the blonde's throat. Namine shot up into a sitting position gasping and panting. There was a collective sigh of relief now that it was clear that the courtesan will be okay.

"Oh Aerith…these silly costumes," she says in a whisper still panting.

"It was just a fainting spell that's all." Aerith informs her.

Then she turns and shoos all of the dancers out, telling them to get back to work. Then she eyes Riku. Casting Namine another quick look of concern, Riku followed the example of the dancers and left the room. Once they were out, Namine begins preparing for her bigger role.

Meanwhile, Saix was busy searching for Xemnas.

"Find Xemnas. The girl is waiting for me." He commanded his henchman.

His henchman nods.

Xemnas knocks twice before entering Namine's room.

"Is everything okay?" Xemnas asks, his eyes narrowing just a bit.

"Everything's fine!" Namine quipped happily as Aerith continued helping her with her attire.

"You gave us a fright. I wanted to speak with you about the duke…" He began only to be cut off.

"But of course. Everything will be just fine. I promise." Namine says. Then she turns to face him, posing for him. "What do you think?"

The owner of the Moulin Rouge nodded his approval. "Definitely the smoldering temptress…"

"Think he'll bite?" she asks.

"But of course." Xemnas says confidently.

I am now standing in the elephant inside of the red room where the courtesan take only those worthy of her time. I was still a bit nervous, but I was determined to do this. After all, I did not want to be the one to let Xigbar and the others down. I've gotten this far right? Speaking of my newfound friends, the Bohemians are standing below look straight up at the elephant.

"What luck? Straight to the elephant," Axel yells up at me.

My checks became red again.

Of course, my attention was diverted when I happen to turn around and see Namine standing there. Of course, she was dressed wearing black Penoir. She walked as sexily as she can over to the table of food. I could not help but stare and blush madly as she spoke to me.

"This is a very interesting place for a poetry reading don't you think?" Namine says enticingly, her voice almost a purr as she spoke each syllable.

"Y…Yes…Yes…it is." I manage to stumble out and was silently kicking myself at the same time.

"Would you like a little supper? A little champagne?" Namine asks, being the gracious host.

"No…No thanks. I'd…I'd just rather get it over with." I say.

This seems to surprise her.

"Oh. Well..." Namine says walking over to the bed and laying on it. "Why don't you come over here so we can get it over and done with?"

"I…I prefer doing it standing." I say quickly.

This too got caught her by surprise.

"Oh." Namine says, getting ready to stand on her feet.

"No! No…you don't have to stand. I mean…it's quite long and I'd like want you to be comfortable." I told her.

"Oh..."

"It's quite…modern what I do. And it may feel a little strange at first, but I think that if you're open to the idea then you might actually enjoy it." I explain.

"Well…I'm sure that I will…" She began surprised where words began escaping her.

I clear my throat, turning around attempting to be less nervous and to get a grip on myself. Of course, my face was still beet red as I began.

"The…the sky is…is…" I began, face becoming redder by the minute as Namine begins moaning on the bed, trying to seduce me.

"-with bluebirds," I quickly finished.

Quickly, I try to think of anything else besides the beautiful temptress lying not even a foot from my arm's reach.

"I can do this. I can do this." I say to myself as I continued.

"I think…there might be some shaking."

"Oh God! Help me!" I pleaded as I noticed that my body began to betray me.

"Um…is everything okay?" I heard Namine, my back still turned to her.

"I'm okay. I'm just… a little nervous. Sometimes it takes awhile for…"

"Oh!" Namine exclaims cutting me off before I can finish. The next thing I know, she is off the bed and walks over to me, moving so now that she is in front of me. "Oh yes. You poor thing! Let mommy help hmm?"

It was then I turned a whole other shade or red even to have her close to me. It did not help when she grabbed my crotch causing me to gasp. I was between embarrassed and something else.

"Does that inspire you?"

"Um…"

She pulled me to the bed. Then she proceeded to throw me onto it.

"Let's make love!" She exclaims.

"M…make love?" I stuttered.

"You do want to right?" Namine asks, quirking one blonde eyebrow up.

"Well…um…actually I came too…" I began only for her to silence me by placing one finger to my lips.

"Tell the truth. Can't you feel the poetry?" She asks as she began to undo my shirt.

Of course I was aware of my friends who were now on top of elephant, lowering Axel can he can see what was going on and tell the others. However, that was not my current problem. So, I ignored them for the moment.

"Well…"

"Come on! Feel it!" Namine says. She begins to tease me, causing me to whimper. "Free the tiger!"

Now she undoes my belt, snarls and yelling.

"Hmm, big boy! I need your poetry now!" She says.

"Enough of this!" I say, struggling under Namine. She gasps and I took the opportunity to get away. So I gently push her away and crawl a bit before standing on my feet.

"It's a little bit funny." I say as I turn back to her, backing away a bit, giving me some space.

"What?" Namine inquires, confused.

"This feeling inside. I'm not one of those who can easily hide. Is this okay?" I ask.

"Oh! Poetry!" Namine exclaims now catching on. "Yes naughty, naughty words!"

She begins rolling around on the bed erotically.

"I don't…I don't have much money. But boy if I did—"

"Yes!" Namine exclaims.

"I'd buy a big house where we both could live." I say as I continued now thinking that maybe this was a mistake after all and that the courtesan was a bit…nuts.

"Oh I love them! Oh, it's so good!" Namine continued.

"If I was a sculptor.."

"Wonderful!" She says.

"But then again, no. Or a man who makes potions at a traveling show—"I tried again, stumbling over my words trying to get them all out but still having some difficulty.

"Um…"

"Oh…don't stop!" Namine says, stopping only for that moment.

"I know it's not much." I say, obliging her, already thinking this was the weirdest thing that has happened to me. More weirder then someone crashes through my roof.

"YES! YES! GIVE ME MORE!"

"But it's the best I can do!" I continued, doing my best to block out all things erotic less I never finish.

"Naughty! Naughty!" Namine says, still rolling.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, blocking out everything but the poetry in my heart. Then breathing out, I began again, this time singing my poetry.

"MY GIFT IS MY SONG!"

At that very moment, all the lights of Paris seem to light up and the whole world paused. Namine paused in her act and stared up at him amazed. I could not help but smile as I met her gaze.

"And this one's for you." I continued.

And you can tell everybody that this is your song

It may be quite simple but now that it's done

Hope you don't mind

I hope you don't mind

That I put down in words

How wonderful life is, now you're in the world

I sat on the roof

And I kicked off the moss

Well some of these verses, well they

They've got me quite cross

Namine stands up, her eyes never leaving my own as I smile.

But the sun's been kind

While I wrote this song

It's for people like you that

Keep it turned on

Namine left her spot and walks over to me as I held my hand out to her shyly and she took it, a little hesitant. I continued singing.

So excuse me forgetting

But these things I do

You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue

Anyway the thing is

What I really mean

Yours are the sweetest eyes

I've ever seen!

I pull her even closer and we began dancing together. We found ourselves dancing on clouds with the stars twinkling above us. Of course it was not real, however, with my words she felt event at that moment that maybe it was possible. I could not help but notice how beautiful she looked even flush. Of course, she had no idea that even before I stepped into that elephant, from the first time I laid eyes on her, she had my heart.

And you can tell everybody

That this is your song

It may be quite simple but

Now that it's done

As I continued singing, I forgot everything. I forgot my friends watching and why I was there. Namine and I, at that precise moment, was in our own world.

I hope you don't mind

I hope you don't mind

That I put down in words

How wonderful life is

Now you're in the world!

A bit embarrassed, I held her from me and studied her expression. Her facial expression bore wonderment and surprise. Her cheeks were flushed however; it did not seem as if she regretted any of it.

"I can't believe it." She says, almost in a whisper, her voice echoing her feelings. "I'm in love. I'm in love with a young, handsome duke."

Instantly, it felt as if I received a slap to the face as she spoke these words.

"D…Duke?"

"But the title is not important of course!" She exclaims quickly.

"Um…but…but I'm not a Duke." I tell her.