Okay, I have good news and bad news. Bad news is I just finished one of my most popular stories, good news: I get to update this one more! Not sure if I should go all emo, or to just be happy... Hmmm... Anyways on with the show...
Everywhere around me, Was this fog like substance that pooled around me. Only one thing was definite through the bog, and I'm not sure what it even is. To me, it appears as an closed flower, but the metal petals remind me it's more machine then anything. I have a feeling someone is in there, and that the person is very important, but as to what, I have no clue. All I knew, was that my hand was itching to draw this person, on a beach no less.
A random snare of memory plays through my head, someone laughing on either side of me, looking up at the clear blue sky. I often find myself reliving someone else's life. I'm not even me anymore, just shards full of memories strung together in a single form. Most of the others are like that too, I can tell just by looking into their eyes that they have no idea who they are or anything, really.
But wait, someone is with me in the room. Someone I recognize, but can't place., but I know he is often in the memories rattling through my skull. Could he have the answers to my questions? Or was he just another one of the organizations pawns? In this organizations hands, that's is all we are, pawns, puppets. The person stops, but the sound of his footsteps echos eerily of the walls. Slowly I turn to find...
I bolt out of bed and glance around my room. It took me a while to get my bearings, but once I did, I plop back down. Ever since the incident at Riku's house, dreams similar to tonights has haunted My sleep. It's frustrating having memories I don't rember about me having memories about someone elses life. And don't get me started on my questions.
My sketchbook lies next to me, once full of a certain silverette, but now filled with images that flash through my mind. Like for example, a bright, heart shaped moon hanging in the sky, and a white room with a long table. Some times I wish I didn't know how to draw, so I could just try and forget everything instead of it staring at me on a piece of paper, so tangible and always there. Why won't these dreams, or whatever they are, leave me alone?
Sighing I slip on that white dress, i've been favoriting it lately, and run a comb through my hair. For some reason, I feel more me with this dress on. I shouldn't say that, considering what I am. Wait, why am I thinking that? What is going on?
(Le time skip. Just to class time bakas.)
Riku has been absent, ever since what transpired at his house with Säix. Many were beginning to worry, especially a distinct group. So when I walked in and found him sitting in his seat, let's just say I am not the only one surprised. He's just sitting there, with his head on his palm and elbow on the table, his eyes focusing on something outside the window. I decide it would be best to just leave him be for the time being, until he was ready to tell me what is going on.
When class starts the teacher, professor Vexen, acts like Riku has never been gone. Is he in it too? Who else knows? After school ends I'm about to walk home when someone grabs my arm, stopping me. " Naminé..." He whispers. I look up to find Roxas, staring down at me with his beautiful sapphire eyes. " may I speak with you for a second?" He asks, his face serious. I nod and we walk over to the benches in front of the school. " I heard what happened. With me, that never would have happened. Naminé, do us both a favor and stay away from Riku."
I open my mouth to speak, to question his word but someone beats me to it. " Why should she do that, Roxas? We all know it's you she should avoid." It's Riku, who is leaning against a tree with his arms folded in front of his chest. " Hello Naminé, sorry I haven't been around for awhile, I had some business to take care of." I just nod, not trusting myself to speak. The boys lock eyes and almost immediately the air feels hot. Almost as if fire is burning around us, the flames crackling.
"Whatever. See you around, Naminé, Riku." And with that the blond stands and walks away. I turn to find Riku gone, but relax when I realize that he is sitting on the open space next to me.
" I spoke to Kairi, she told me you've been having strange dreams lately. Anything... You want to tell me?" He inquires, not meeting my eyes. At this point, I've been about to burst and just ell anyone about everything so I don't hesitate and tell him all of it, leaving out a few details here and there of course, and the while time his expression doesn't change. It's his usual calm mask, but in his eyes I can see past his facade. But I can't place the emotions flickering in his aquamarine orbs.
" And that's about as far as these... Occurrences have been lasting." I finish, fiddling with the straps of my backpack. Riku nods and looks to the sky, obviously lost in thought. The silence stretches, almost suffocating me, and once again, I find myself being dragged into another dream.
white, every where I look I find white. It seems to be a running theme in this castle of nobodies. Why was it that people so evil and, well, heartless, chose a color as pure as the white. Could it be that they tried to make themselves think they were good by surrounding themselves with the color? But they weren't all that bad, they were confused about their purpose. What was mine? To piece together the keyblade wielders memory? Or was I created for something bigger?
The door opens again, and I know who it is. It's his nobody, an imitation of the real person, a thing that shouldn't exist. I prepare myself to tell him this, and I open my mouth to say his name...
When I come to, I am at my home, on the couch with something cool resting against my forehead. " You fainted again. I carried you home, Kairi told me to tell you that she will be back in a few hours." I know that voice, ah yes, Riku.
slowly, I sit up and instantly regret doing so, but eventually the world stops spinning. " th-thank you. Riku, why are you so kind? Why would someone like you, talk to someone like me?"
" what do you mean?"
" you're popular, and got the world following you whilst I am alone, a nobody-" that word triggers something in my mind. That's what I am, a nobody. I'm not my own person, just a heartless shell of someone else. But how could I know that?
" Naminé... You listen to me." he says, grasping my shoulders slightly " never believe you are below anyone. You are special, and in the end that's all that matters! Look at me," I do so, and find his expression sure and confident " I'm not lying when I say you are better then me. I was amazed that someone like you would ever consider talking to me." My eyes widen and I shake my head slightly, he has to be lying! But, his expression is telling me other wise. " please, Naminé, have a little faith in yourself, have faith in me, okay? I-I'm going to go now."
Riku stands, picks up his backpack, and heads for the door. "Riku, wait!" I cry, rushing after him. I grasp his sleeve and pant slightly from the outburst. " D-don't go! Please! You can't leave! Please, don't go..." Riku freezes before turning around and brushing the hair away from my face.
"Naminé..." he whispers before brushing his lips against mine. " I promise I will always come back. See you at school" the action had taken me by surprise, I couldn't do anything as he closed the door. As soon as I was alone, I squealed and ran to my bedroom, crashing on the bed and grabbing my sketchbook to draw the eventsthat occurred today. I may not have known at the time, but something much larger was occurring whilst I was like a sitting duck, open and vulnerable. And, oh, there were so many hunters with there guns locked and loaded, all pointed at me and something I couldn't understand just yet.
please for the love of Ra don't murder me! This is late because I caught the flu and just reduced to a pile of comatose and then exams are around the corner so homework has been a pain in the arse. Plus, I was casted in a play ' you're a good man Charlie Brown' to be exact. I played Heather ( little red haired girl, for obvious reasons)! The performance wasn't all that long ago. And I also got writers block! So sorry if this chapter completely sucks! Next one will be better! More action and Namiku fluff, I swear! Anybody figure it out yet? No? Come on people! this is the last chance to get your oc in! You can even chose someone to be your boyfriend or girlfriend if you swing that way. €mu don't judge! Feedback=love!
Wuv~
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