Namine watched Roxas go, feeling a bit less flustered now that there was a plan for him to play guitar. As she rose up off the bench, she couldn't help but look over towards the area she had been held up against the wall at. Her eyes caught onto something small on the ground and she walked over towards it, her eyes softening when she saw what it was. A charm off her bracelet. She knelt down and held it in her hand, just looking at it in silence. Instead of standing up with it, she sat down against the wall and held it in her hand, her eyes becoming moist. It was a charm of a dog.
Oh well. xD We'll just have to improvise.
Namine nodded faintly, shifting her gaze to the piano. "Um, if you don't want to play piano again, there's always the guitar in my room," she said, trying to recover from her ever-present shyness. Gah, why do I act like this?! she thought, frustrated underneath her awkwardness.
Um, I can't really say what I was going to have her say right now without it being awkward. xP What now?
Namine looked up at Roxas when he spoke the question, her shyness still present. "Yeah. I-I mean, if you want to," she stumbled, her cheeks growing pinker. She didn't want to force him into doing anything he didn't want to do, and if he didn't know much else for piano at the moment, then requesting him to play more on that instrument would be awkward.
I can have Namine bring up something about the guitar; I have an idea. ;3
Namine looked up at Roxas when she felt his gaze on her, her small smile widening a bit at the look in his eye. But then shyness invaded her heart again and she lowered her head, blushing as her hair partially hid her face.
"I loved it," Namine assured him softly, a small smile on her lips as she tried to control her shyness. "Maybe one day, you can teach me how to play it." Obviously she couldn't play it now because of her hand, but she would be eager to learn once her hand healed.
Okie dokie. xD
It took a moment for Roxas' words to fully sink in, but when they did, Namine felt herself begin to blush. "That's really sweet," she said softly, looking down at the piano keys. She couldn't believe he wrote a song for one, one that was so beautiful. It meant more to her than words could say.
Boring note. xD Nice. I had one idea, but it's a bit random. Maybe they could sit down against a wall somewhere and Roxas is just strumming a song...
Namine tilted her head to the side slightly, keeping her gaze on Roxas as he spoke. "Really?" That was a bit surprising to her, because she figured that he would have performed it for her before she left. But the times before they left were a bit...chaotic. She could see why he wouldn't have had time to play it for her when she thought about it.
Yeah, that's right.
Namine's small smile stayed on her lips as she gazed at Roxas, a few thoughts running through her head. One of them was that she couldn't believe she was smiling. After everything she had gone through that day, she had actually smiled naturally. Maybe there was some hope for her after all.
'Kay, we can go with that. xD
Namine opened her eyes fully at the question, turning her gaze to Roxas without thought. She smiled sweetly at his expression, seeing the look in his eye that told her he hoped she loved it. And she had. "It was...beautiful," she said softly, a gentle smile on her lips.
xD...Guess we'll be improvising!
Namine opened her eyes partway when she heard Roxas stay on a chord, her gaze landing on his still hands. Was it just me, or did that song go by way too quickly? she mused, not sure if she was upset or not. It was a beautiful piece, and despite how short it felt to her, she thought it was perfect the length it was.
After Roxas' song. xP
Namine exhaled a silent breath through her nose, her eyes falling shut. The more of the song she heard, she knew that it wasn't one about sadness. It was about rising above the sorrow and holding onto hope anyway. If you kept moving forward in life, moving through the sorrow to get where you needed to go, then you would turn out alright. You couldn't hide from sadness or hurt; you had to find the strength and courage to get through it.
