Kingdom Hearts- FFM V3!

Namine lightly ran her hand through Roxas' hair again, her eyes staying on his ocean-blue orbs. They were shining brightly, as always. And the warmth behind them brought a feeling of security to Namine's heart.

 

Roxas exhaled a breath, blinking once. His eyes left Namine's and traveled over slightly, just now noticing that they weren't the only two there. He smiled softly at Kairi, getting a smile in return. He let his eyes roam the area around him, and he noticed the slight indent in the wall from where he was thrown by Smith. Roxas' eyes widened slightly at the thought of the man, and he realized that they were missing someone. "Where's Sora?" he asked suddenly, getting a bad feeling in his gut.

 

Namine's smile faded at the change of subject, the girl remembering now what had caused the trouble in the first place. She looked down at Roxas before shifting her gaze to the doorway. The sounds of battle entered her ears again. Though they had been there the whole time, anyway, Namine had tuned them out in concern for Roxas. "Fighting," she stated softly, that one word being her answer.

 

Roxas' eyes traveled to Namine again, his eyebrows furrowing slightly. "What?" he asked in disbelief. The sounds of battle entered his ears and his eyes widened. No way, he thought. The boy brought his head out of Namine's lap, squeezing his eyes shut at the pain that rang through his body as he started to sit up.

 

Namine nodded faintly, her eyes still on the doorway. "Yeah," she said softly. She heard the clanging of weapons before there was a very brief moment of silence. She listened in closely to hear more.

OOC: Gotta go, bye!

 

Roxas winced at the stinging sensation in his chest and side, both being affected as he sat up. He turned slightly, putting a hand on the cold floor as he looked over his shoulder at the doorway. He couldn't see anything, but sure could hear it. Suddenly things went silent, and he wasn't sure if that was a good thing or bad thing. But his gut feeling told him it was bad. "I can't let him do this," Roxas said, his anger starting to return now that he realized what was happening.

OOC: Okay. Bye!

 

Namine looked over at Roxas, hearing something new in his voice: anger. Not toward her or anyone close to him, but at Smith. But, he had just been out cold for a few minutes, and he was clearly injured Namine didn't want him going into a fight like that...

"You Keyblade brat!" Smith shouted at Sora, the teen a few feet in front of him. He suddenly pulled back his gunblade, a ball of energy forming on the end. Sora had greatly angered him...stepping in when he could have finally eliminated Roxas. Now Sora was going to pay for it with his life.

Sora's eyes widened at the dark mass of energy forming and he stood himself defensively, preparing himself for the impact. As expected, one shot came toward him, and he knocked it away. But that was merely a distraction. After hitting it away, he saw another one coming at him, even faster than the other. And with his Keyblade down at his side, he knew he couldn't deflect this one. He cried out in pain, the large dark ball impacting him in the chest and sending him back a few feet. He landed on his stomach, Keyblade clattering against the concrete ground as it lay underneath his hand.

 

Kairi's eyes darted toward the door at the hollering coming from inside the room. She flinched when she heard a cry of pain, and she knew instantly that it was Sora who had yelled in hurt. Her expression changed to one of worry and fear mixed together.

Roxas' eyes widened slightly at the noise from inside the room, his gaze on the doorway. He didn't have any more time; he had to do this now. The boy squeezed his eyes shut as he attempted to push himself up, pain shooting through his body.

 

Namine's eyes moved away from the doorway when she noticed Roxas' starting to rise to his feet. A sense of worry entered her heart; Roxas didn't seem as if he were in any condition to fight, but she also knew that he wouldn't back down from this fight too easily. Namine looked up at him, concern apparant in her eyes.

Sora lifted his head slightly, only being able to life it a little bit because of a weak feeling her suddenly felt. He had put all his strength into the fight thus far, and now that he had taken another hard blow, he felt as if he didn't have the strength to rise to his feet. Footsteps quickly approached him, but he was powerless to move.

 

Kairi's eyes caught Roxas' movement, and she looked at him while he started rising to his feet. He was going to go in...and fight? Was he even in the condition to do so?

Roxas bent his knees as he slowly started to rise to his feet, the boy grunting at the pain he felt. His eyes squeezed shut even tighter as he gradually stood upright. He didn't get far, though, the boy's legs giving out on him, causing him to fall to one knee. His left hand supported him, his palm pressed against the floor.

 

Namine's eyes widened at Roxas' collapse and she reached over with one hand, lightly setting it on his back as she gazed at him in concern. He clearly was hurt more than he had told her before, and surely he didn't expect to rush in and fight in such bad shape...right?

Sora saw the feet stop right in front of him, and his eyes flitted up more, seeing Smith glaring at him. Sora furrowed his eyebrows in anger when he saw the sword coming down at him. He shut his eyes tightly, silently casting reflect. The sword bounced off the sheild, forcing Smith to take a step back to regain his balance from being offset by the force of his own blade.

 

Roxas drew in a breath at the pain he felt surge through his body, but he felt a small amount of comfort suddenly. He turned his head at the soft touch on his back, his hurt-filled blue eyes finding Namine's, which in turn were full of concern. He knew that it was held for him, but he couldn't just let Smith get away with this; he was hurting Sora, and Roxas couldn't let him do that, not after everything Sora had done for him already. The blond boy blinked once, masking that hurt in his eyes with determination as he looked at the girl next to him. He nodded once to her, assuring her he was all right.

 

Namine held Roxas' gaze, looking into his ocean blue eyes. She could see determination in their depths, though, more faintly, she could also see a bit of pain. She bit her lip lightly, keeping her hand on his back. However, she knew that she had to let him go. This was a fight that he needed to fight, not just so Smith was gone, but for himself. It was hard to let him go now, knowing that he could possibly get hurt worse than he already was. But Namine knew that she didn't really have a choice in the matter, either.

Sora set one hand on the ground, his palm against the floor as he tried to support himself. However, he didn't get up too far, because he felt strong hands pull at him. Smith. His eyes opened widely at the grasp and he was suddely upright, though being forced that way by Smith. He glared into the man's eyes for a moment before one of the hands left his shoulders, grabbing at his neck. Sora grunted, trying as hard as he could to escape Smith's clutches.

 

Roxas noticed a bit of hesitance in Namine; he could see it a little in her facial features. He kept his eyes locked with hers for a moment. "I have to do this," he said softly. Not only for himself, but for his friends too; Smith had caused them all too much pain, and Roxas had to try and make things right.

 

Namine nodded faintly, her eyes still on his. "I know you do," she stated softly. Though she didn't want to let him go out of fear that he would get hurt, she still knew that she had to let him go...despite her concern. She gently brought her hand off of Roxas' back, though her eyes stayed locked with his.

Sora grunted, shutting his eyes tightly as he felt more pressure on him. If he wasn't mistaken, it also felt as if Smith were lifting him off the ground. But Sora wasn't focusing on that; he only recognized the need to get out of Smith's grasp before it was too late. He brought up his hands, grabbing Smith's wrists as he tried to pull himself away.

 

Roxas held Namine's gaze for one more moment, exhaling softly. He was very determined to end this, wanting to now more than ever. And he was sure that shown in his eyes. After everything Smith had done to Namine...and to Kairi and Sora...and him, he wasn't going to get away with it. Not this time. Roxas tore his eyes away from Namine, putting his weight on his leg as he started to stand again.

 

Namine kept her eyes on Roxas, concern shining in their soft blue depths. Truth be told, she was very concerned about him. He appeared to be pretty beat up, and weakend. But Namine knew it didn't make a difference now; Roxas was going to fight Smith no matter what. It was what he needed to do for himself, and though Namine wasn't comfortable with it, she understood why he would feel that way.

Sora struggled, kicking slightly at Smith. Kicking through the air, he realized that he was indeed being lifted up. But this hardly mattered; what did matter was the fact that he wasn't getting the air he needed. He tried harder to get Smith to release him, but it was a losing battle. Smith was too strong, and Sora was too weak. He couldn't get free on his own...

 

Roxas stood up, grunting a little at the pain, but he ignored it; other things were more important. He drew in a breath and walked forward a few steps a little weakly. He stopped in front of the doorway, summoning his Keyblades to him in two flashes of light, holding them at his sides. Roxas turned slightly, looking over his shoulder at Namine, his eyes meeting her own. "I'm not leaving you," he said, his voice holding a bit of firmness behind his words, the boy meaning it with all he had. He wouldn't...not now. His eyes held her own for one more brief moment until he tore them away, his eyes going out to the room ahead of him. Roxas tightened his grip on his Keyblades as he exhaled, knowing that this was the final battle. It was time to end this.

 

Namine looked down at the ground when Roxas turned away, his words entering her ears and hitting her heart. "I believe you," she said softly, honestly. Though this was very dangerous, Namine knew that he wouldn't give up. Not when he had already made it so far.

Sora grunted again, though it was more faint than his others. The lack of oxygen was getting to him, suffocating him. It felt as if his mind were going fuzzy, his strength leaving him. His hands loosened slightly on Smith's wrists, his power almost completely gone. It seemed as if it were over now, though he didn't want to admit it. Everything was starting to fade away from him; his grip on reality, his strength, everything was started to disapear as his mind went cloudy.

Smith kept a tight hold on Sora, glaring up at the teen. He noticed that he was weakening, and this only encouraged him to keep his tight grip. Yes, he was finally going to defeat the legendary Keyblade weilder. And nobody was going to get in his way.

 

Roxas closed his eyes for a moment when Namine's words entered his ears. He took in a breath before opening his eyes, gripping his weapons tightly. He grunted softly as he pushed himself forward quickly, ignoring the pain as he ran into the room. He entered quietly, his eyes darting around the room until he spotted them on one side of the room. Roxas' eyes widened slightly at what he saw, Smith holding Sora in a chokehold in the air, but then they narrowed in anger. Ignoring the pain that shot through his shoulder, Roxas pulled back Oblivion and then threw the Keyblade forward with as much strength as he could. The dark Keyblade twirled vertically through the air as it soared right to the evil man.