Fast Food Madness: The Epic Return V2

But it seemed his body wouldn't let him; Roxas's injuries spoke out loud and clear, making him lift his head slightly as he squeezed whatever was in his hand again. He started remembering as he got called out of unconsciousness everything that had occurred, what caused his injuries. Jeff. Roxas felt himself grow angry as he tensed again from a sharp pain in his head. No more pain, he wished silently. Let me fall back asleep...

 

Namine glanced at Roxas when she noticed movement, but she decided to look away again right away, not wanting Roxas to feel awkward if he saw her looking at him. She lightly ran her thumb over the skin of his hand again as she leaned her shoulder against the side of the couch, moving her head so that it also was leaning there as well. She shut her eyes for a few seconds, inhaling a soft breath.

 

Again, Roxas's body wouldn't comply. As he dealt with more pain, the memories rushed back. He saw Jeff and the alley, and then Kairi in his grasp. He witnessed Namine giving herself to Jeff all over again, until Roxas tackled him and they began to fight. Roxas's thoughts halted at that name. "Namine," he spoke, but it came out slurred and as a murmur. She had been in danger...

 

Namine opened her eyes halfway, hearing Roxas' murmur but not understanding whatever it was he said. He was really out of it, and though Namine knew he was always groggy when waking up, this time felt different. She couldn't put into words how she felt, but the air was getting heavier as Roxas came out of unconsciousness.

 

The recollection continued, and Roxas discovered why he was in so much pain. He had been thrown against a wall and slugged, and his fear for Namine was clear to him when he remembered Jeff's new weapon: a gun. He had shot at Namine, and Roxas's fear and determination to protect her had caused him to summon his Keyblades right in front of Jeff, only to scare the guy away. Roxas faintly winced again at the throbbing in his head, coming more out of his slumber as his memories faded.

 

Namine ran her thumb over Roxas' hand once more before she stopped, her eyes staying forward but dropping down to the ground. It had been a boring few hours just sitting on the couch, and of course, she had been given no other choice but to keep reliving what had happened in the alley in her mind. It was torturous, and now she was just tired from it all. But she wouldn't allow herself to keep her eyes shut for more than a few seconds, fearing that nightmares would arrive the moment she fell asleep.

 

Roxas felt the warm touch against his hand, that small motion being enough to completely bring him out of his slumber. The blond opened his eyes weakly at first, squinting because of the light in the room. He blinked a few times to clear the haze and opened his eyes fully, lifting his head. It took him a moment to recognize where he was. Namine's house.

 

Namine blinked, keeping her eyes on the ground. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Ty laying on Roxas' feet, just as he had been for the past few hours. Obviously Roxas needed more attention than she had, so that was why her loyal companion was with Roxas. Strangely, though, it made her feel more alone to not have Ty lying on her feet like he usually did.

 

Roxas's sight fell on the floor first, where he saw a familiar golden retriever sleeping near his feet. But then he recognized the warmth against his hand, and he turned his head to see Namine. He stifled a wince against the pain, blinking in the silence as he gazed at her. He squeezed her hand without thought. "Namine?" When he heard himself speak, he wasn't surprised to find his voice a little raspy and weak. He still felt exhausted, even after he fainted.

 

Namine blinked once more, Roxas' voice bringing her away from her thoughts. She brought her head off the side of the couch and turned her head to face Roxas, her eyes landing on his ocean blue orbs. "Mmm?" she hummed softly, that being the only response she could come up with on a moment's notice.

 

Roxas slowly brought his free hand to his forehead as he looked at Namine. "How long was I out for?" he asked groggily, remembering that he had passed out on her. He felt bad for having that happen, but his exhaustion had taken a toll on him and forced him into it; his body couldn't handle the strain on top of all the pain.

 

Namine looked down slightly, though her eyes flicked back up to Roxas' face a moment later. "A few hours," she said softly, hearing the grogginess still present in his voice. She would have asked how he was feeling, but he didn't appear to feel too well, so that was answer enough for her.

 

"Mm," Roxas managed, fighting his throbbing head pains. He closed his eyes for the moment, his head turning to face forward again. A few hours? Had Namine sat with him the whole time?

 

When Roxas looked away, Namine did as well, looking down at Ty on Roxas' feet simply because it was something to look at. The dog looked at peace, and she was jealous. Why couldn't her life be that simple?

 

"...Are you okay?" Roxas asked after a small silence, and his pain went away for a second to allow him to speak. Seriously, he had the worst headache, but it felt like more than something so simple. And his back hurt and was stiff, and he still tasted blood in his mouth. He couldn't still be bleeding, could he?

 

Namine opened her mouth to say that she was fine, but when she first tried to speak, no sound was made. She realized immediately that it was because she couldn't bring herself to lie, not about this. So instead, she shrugged slightly, sure Roxas felt the motion, since she was still holding his hand.

 

Roxas felt movement next to him, out of the corner of his eye seeing it as well. He rubbed his forehead for a second before letting his hand rest on his lap. "I guess I should've...expected that," he said, having to pause midsentence because of one of his injuries. Namine... She'd nearly died. He wasn't quite alright at the thought either.

 

Namine looked down at her lap, nodding faintly. At the mere thought of Jeff pointing the gun at her and pulling the trigger, she felt herself at a loss for words. That had to have been the scariest thing she had ever experienced, and she had gone through a lot of terrifying things in her life.

 

Roxas squeezed Namine's hand at the thought, exhaling slowly. "Sorry. I didn't mean to pass out," he said before tensing slightly from his back pain. It was unfortunate that he left her alone for a few hours after that whole thing happened. He wished he could have stayed conscious long enough to try and comfort her.

 

"It's okay," Namine said quietly, finally finding her voice. She had told Roxas that it was alright before he passed out, and she had meant that. Just because she was forced to stay in reality and be haunted by her thoughts didn't mean that Roxas had to suffer that same way. That was why she was glad in a way what he had fallen asleep.