I thought so, just figured I'd say it anyway. xP
"You're not going to hurt her," Roxas said protectively, staring at Smith with fiery hatred burning in his eyes. "You're never going to touch her again." Smith merely chuckled, taking in Roxas words. He was confident in his ability to defeat the teen, especially with the surprise he had in mind. "You think you can protect her just by holding her in your arms? Hate to break it to you, but it doesn't quite work like that. Roxas gritted his teeth together. Smith had a point; he couldn't protect Namine like this. He slowly released Namine, and the blonde girl in his arms did the same. She was looking up at him now, her eyes pleading for him to end things. Namine noticed compassion in his eyes when he nodded, and she knew that he understood. Roxas took a step forward, summoning Oblivion into his hand. "Goodbye, Smith," he muttered under his breath, gripping his Keyblade tightly before charging forward. The fight suddenly began without warning, and Namine took a few steps back to stay away from the action. Her eyes stayed on Roxas, and she silently prayed that he wouldn't get hurt.
I wouldn't say lucky...I would say blessed. =3 He's such a great guy, and I'm so blessed to have him in my life.
Roxas only looked at Namine for a few more moments before speaking again, his eyes wandering around the room. "We need to get out of here. Now," he spoke nervously, concern in his eyes as he looked down at Namine. The girl nodded faintly, and Roxas started to help her to her feet. After a few more moments, Namine was fully upright, Roxas standing right there with her. His hand was on her shoulder, and his bright blue eyes never left hers. The gentleness behind them made Namine want to cry again, but she knew that she needed to keep her composure for now. However, she let out a short whimper when an evil laugh echoed in the room. Her eyes widened, and she scanned the area, Roxas doing the same. Smith appeared on the other side of the room, staring smugly at both teens. Namine shivered slightly, meeting his cold stare. She immediatly turned her head away, not wanting to look at the man. "Smith," Roxas' voice was cold as he stared directly at the evil man. Hatred and anger came through in the voice, though Namine didn't pay attention to that. She didn't care how angry Roxas got at this point; she just wanted to never have to come in contact with this man again. "Hello Roxas," the reply came, entering Namine's ears. "I've come to take away what's most precious to you." Namine's eyes widened slightly, and at that moment, she felt a warm presence surround her. Roxas had stepped over closer to her, and now he held her protectively in his arms. His embrace was tight, and Namine felt a bit safer now. She leaned her head against his shoulder lightly, her arms going around him as they both held each other. Roxas' hand found a way to the back of her head, bringing Namine even closer to him for protection. Namine's lip quivered slightly in her sleep, the girl feeling desperation in the nightmare. The events of her dream affected her feelings, making her afraid and depressed.
Thanks. =3 I'm happy too. We get together just about any chance we can, and it's so much fun being with him. He's so sweet... =D
Namine had a hard time forcing her eyes open right away, her head pounding as she looked up into Roxas' concerned orbs. But she opened them up as much as she could, trying to get rid of the dazed feeling she had. "...Roxas?" Namine asked softly, her voice making her sound weak and broken. Her headache was so terrible that she felt as if she wanted to cry, but she was so relieved to see Roxas, that she kept her tears inside, ignoring the pain to the best of her ability. "Namine," Roxas spoke her name again, his eyes softening as they ran over her features. He shook his head slightly, sadness appearing in those bright blue orbs. "Gosh, what did he do to you?" Namine recognized that he was referring to Smith, but she also figured that he wasn't looking for a response. Now wasn't the time to talk about this. Though he wasn't with them, she had a feeling he was still around. She still sensed that evil...the greatest evil she had ever delt with. The girl blinked once, Roxas' arm still around her back as he had her propped up, halfway between sitting and lying down.
I just met him at the beginning of this year, and we haven't really started talking until about a month ago. But now we're so close, it's awesome. =)
Yuppers. =)
Namine rolled over in her sleep, her face hidden by the couch as she laid on her stomach. Her eyebrows were furrowed slightly, the girl having an uncomfortable experience in her sleep. All that she saw was black. The only thing that she was aware of was that she was by herself, lying face-down on the cold warehouse floor in the early morning of that day. One hand laid beside her head, that hand curled into a light fist. "Namine!" What? Who was there with her? Namine recognized the voice of course, as well as the concern behind it. Though darkness surrounded her, the voice started to call her out of her unconciousness. "Namine," the voice was softer now, though Namine could tell that the sourse of the noise was closer to her. She moved her hand slightly, coming out of it even more. As she regained conciousness, the memories came back to her. She was lying face down on the floor because Smith had punched her...very hard. And then he had just left her there, letting her fade out of conciousness. But now, this other presence was waking her up. "Namine..." the voice whispered her name one last time, and Namine felt herself being rolled over gently, on her back now. She wasn't on the ground completely, a pair of strong arms holding up her torso slightly. It was gentle, and that one kindness alone brought Namine out of her unconciousness. She opened her eyes partway, blinking several times before she got a clear image of the person who was holding her, and gazing down at her with concerned eyes. Roxas.
I know. ^^ We're not even together, and he is so sweet to me. Seriously, it's like a love story in the making. ;3
Sure, you can do whatever you want to do. Anything works for me.
Namine suddenly was aware that the spot beside her was empty, and she slowly lowered herself down on the couch, laying herself on her side. Her head rested lightly on the armrest, the girl still asleep. However, the content of her dreams changed, the blackness around her suddenly becoming more frightening for some inexplicable reason. And then, it began to change entirely, into something much worse.
It sure was. =3
Alrighty. =)
Namine's head drooped slightly, but other than that, she was not affected by Roxas' presence beside her disapearing.
I hate it when this kind of stuff happens. I'm normally not good at keeping conversations going. Even though I had a 6 hour long conversation on...
Okay, sounds good to me. He is your character after all, so you should make the final call.
Namine leaned her head back slightly, bringing off of Roxas' shoulder as she subconciously reacted to his movements.
Why is it so hard to think of stuff to talk about anymore? D8
I doubt I'll be able to come up with anything better, so...yeah. xP
