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CHAPTER 10

CHING!  CHING!

Roxas swung both of his Keyblades and deflected the blazing chakrams coming at him, sending them back into the hands of their thrower.

Axel caught his chakrams in a flash and disappeared in a flash of fire, only to reappear as a ring of fire that erupted all around Roxas and began to quickly close in all around him.

“Nice try,” Roxas said, “but I’d rather EAT barbeque rather than BE it.”  With that he high jumped and twirled out of the fire ring, just as it closed up in a flaming column, slowly becoming Axel once again.

“Fire!”

“Pearl!”

Axel shot out a fire spell directly at his escaping foe, while Roxas countered the fire spell with a ball of light magic.  Both light and fire connected with one another and exploded, sending smoke all around the field.  Axel suddenly burst out of the smoke, chakrams out and blazing, but was unprepared for what would come at him.

“BURST EDGE!”  Roxas fired both of his Keyblades like knives which shot out and struck Axel, seeming to lock him in place.  Roxas then leapt up after Axel and grabbed the hilts of his Keyblades, shouting “OVERTAKER!” He gave a quick double strike combo and slammed Axel right into a wall.

No sooner did Axel hit the ground, did he disappear in a flash of fire and reappear behind Roxas and toss his chakrams at him like two flaming wheels.

Roxas jumped over the wheels of fire and swan dived at Axel, spreading out his Keyblades in attack the moment he contacted with Axel.

Axel fell over onto his back but back flipped right back to his feet and snapped his fingers.  His chakrams instantly halted their wheeling and launched themselves back towards Axel and Roxas.

Roxas turned around just in time to see the returning weapons and barely had enough time to narrowly dodge as the chakrams just BARELY flew by him, shredding his jacket to bits and burning up the rest.  Roxas cursed loudly and ripped off the flaming remains of his jacket and threw it to the ground.  “Shit!  That was my favorite jacket,” Roxas cursed.

“Aw, send me the bill,” Axel taunted with a smirk.

“The only bill you’ll be getting is your own hospital bill,” Roxas shot back, brandishing the Oath Keeper and Oblivion Keyblades.

“My bill?  Don’t you mean yours?”  Axel griped his chakrams tightly.

Both former Organization members stared each other down, daring the other to make his move for what seemed like nearly a quarter of an hour.  Finally with a yell, both fighters charged each other like raging bulls, weapons right out in front of them.

SHWIP!  SHWIP!  SHWIP!

Roxas and Axel both froze in mid-run as three kunai suddenly appeared between them stuck right in the ground, crackling with electricity.  Both turned their heads to the source of the distraction to find Larxene smirking and tapping her foot.

“Hey,” Larxene called to them, “Why don’t you guys take a break already?  You’ve been sparring for an hour and I’m getting exhausted just watching you.”

“An hour?”  Axel repeated.

Roxas glanced at his watch.  “Whoa, she’s right,” Roxas added, “It looks like we got too wrapped up to notice the time.”  He twirled his Keyblades about before making them vanishing into thin air, until they were to be used again.

“Eh, sorry about your jacket, Roxas,” Axel said sheepishly as he sent his chakrams back into space.

“Well it WAS my favorite jacket,” Roxas said with disgruntlement in his voice as he glanced at what remained of his white jacket, but shrugged it off, “Ah well; I’ve got plenty more like it.”  That’s when he noticed Axel and Larxene leaving together.  “Hey, whoa!  Where are you two going?”

“Flame head promised to take me out to lunch,” Larxene said with a smile as she latched onto Axel’s arm; something to which Axel had no objection to.

“Oh, I get it,” Roxas started to snicker, “A little lunch, leading right up to a round of S&M am I right?  It figures.  When Larxene and Axel are out to play, they always make sure to play rough.”  The Key of Destiny burst out laughing at his joke, which earned him both a Fire and a Thunder spell thrown his way.  “Whoa!”  He jumped back just in time before he could get burned/shocked.

“Knock it off!”  Larxene and Axel shouted at him, blushing.

“Lighten up guys,” Roxas said nervously, not wanting to anger his former superiors any further.

“Need I remind you of how you’re playing with Olette and Naminé?” Axel chided with a smile, “P-L-A-Y-E-R.  Got it memorized?”

Roxas just blushed madly.  “Axel!”

“You know you can’t do this forever,” Larxene told him seriously, “Eventually you’re gonna have to choose one.”

Roxas groaned softly, “I know.  It’s gonna be hard, because I love them both,” He clutched his head and groaned with exasperation, “I can’t have everything, yet I want everything!  If I want everything I’ll end up with nothing!  I’m screwed either way!”

“Roxas…” Axel looked at his friend with sympathy.

“Ahhh,” Roxas sighed, “I’m sorry to bother you guys with my problems like this.  But you’re right Larxene, I will have to choose.  I just have to choose wisely.” He turned around. “You guys go on with your lunch date; I just remembered that I have to go deliver something to Demyx.”  With that, Roxas ran off into the heart of Twilight Town.

Axel couldn’t help but exchange a worried glance at Larxene.  “I dunno, Larx,” He said uneasily, “I’m kinda worried about him.”

“Axel,” Larxene smiled a genuine, sympathetic smile for once, “That’s sweet of you to worry about him.  But, come on, he’s not a baby.  I’m sure he’ll come out ok.  Besides, as long as he’s got us and that goof Demyx, he’s got people to fall back on.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” Axel agreed, “But still I can’t help but worry about him ya know?  He and I go way back since the beginning of the Organization.”

“Yeah, I know that you big softy,” Larxene teased, “But come on, have a little faith in blondie there.  After all he was able to whip your butt twice in a row, I hear,” she giggled, remembering what Roxas had told about the days before he was reunited with Sora.

“Aw man, I can’t believe he babbled that one to you,” Axel grimaced.

Larxene snickered and kissed Axel on the cheek, “Come on you big goof, let’s go.”

Axel smiled at Larxene.  “Alright then.”  They walked off in the opposite direction to go on their lunch date.

Roxas, meanwhile, was walking the streets, alone with his thoughts, having used delivering to Demyx as an excuse to get away.  Larxene’s words had reminded him that he couldn’t just play around with Naminé and Olette forever; and that he had to choose which one he loved sooner or later.  But which one DID he love the most?  On one hand, there was Naminé, whom he had known for so long since they were Sora and Kairi, or part of Sora and Kairi anyway.  Naminé had even helped to remind Roxas of who he was, when he had forgotten due to DiZ/Ansem the Wise’s influence.  On the other hand, there was Olette.  While they hadn’t known each other as long as Roxas and Naminé, they still had a strong bond, since they first met when Roxas was placed in Twilight Town.  Olette had first felt like a sister to Roxas, but over time it started to get deeper, and more loving.  Just WHO did Roxas have deeper feelings for?  If he chose one, what would become of the other?  Would she be heartbroken?  Would she hate him for life?  So many questions ran through Roxas’ brain, and the images of Naminé and Olette were calling to him in his mind.

“Roxas…  Over here, Roxas.”

“No, come here Roxas…”

“Roxas…”

“Roxas…”

“YO! ROXAS!”  Demyx’s face suddenly appeared and yelled out.

“AAAAAAH!”  Roxas nearly jumped out of his clothes as he snapped out of his thoughts and found Demyx looking at him with an amused smirk.  “Damn it, Demyx!  You scared the crap outta me,” he shrieked.

Demyx recoiled back at Roxas’ outburst and waved his hands in defense.  “T-Take it easy,” he soothed, “I just noticed…”  Demyx suddenly had a sly grin on his face.  “I just noticed that you had a dreamy look on your face.  Are you thinking about Naminé?”

Roxas mega blushed at Demyx’s inquiry and lowered his head with embarrassment. “Kind of,” he mumbled.

“Kind of?” Demyx playfully taunted.

“Yeah, kind of…  It’s because I’m thinking about Olette too!”  Roxas froze, realizing what he had just blurted out.

Demyx’s smirk grew into a grin. “Oho.  I get it now,” he said slyly. “It sounds like there’s a little love triangle going on, hm?”

“AGH!  Demyx, please!”  Roxas mega blushed, flustered.  “It’s not funny!”  He looked down at his feet.  “I gotta choose which girl, carefully.  But no matter who I chose, I risk hurting the other girl’s feelings.  I’m not even sure which girl I love more than the other.”

“Man, that’s sounds tough,” Demyx said, “What exactly are your doubts?”

“Well, for Olette, I’m not sure if I love her as a sister/friend or something more.  As for Naminé, I’m not sure if I truly love her, or if I feel INCLINED to love her, because of our pasts as somebodies.  Yet at the same time, now that I have my own heart, I know that the memories of our somebodies were genuine and so were the feelings between us,” Roxas explained.

“So you’re worried that your feelings for Naminé might just be you living in the past when you were part of Sora, or that your feelings for Olette are just brother/sister feelings?” Demyx asked, as if he were a therapist.

“That’s pretty much it,” Roxas told him, “So the only thing I can do at this point is think and choose carefully.  But either way, one will love me while the other’s gonna hate me.”

As Roxas and Demyx spoke with one another, Marluxia watched from the shadows, tapping his finger against the handle of his scythe as he listened and thought.  “So, Roxas is frolicking in the garden of love, hm?  And one of those girls is that witch, Naminé?”  He started to grin evilly as his grip on his scythe tightened.  “This gives me such a wonderful idea.  I think it’s time I paid a visit to the Mansion.”  He twirled his scythe around and disappeared in a swirl of rose petals.

Meanwhile, at the White Mansion…

Naminé was out in the front yard working on some of her newest artwork.  Her current piece was that of two young lovers surrounded by a strange city of darkness, which oddly looked like the Twilight Town of “The World That Never Was.” To make things even weirder the young couple, despite different styles of clothing, had some uncanny resemblances to Naminé and Roxas.  Naminé pulled her pencil away to look at her sketch for a moment.  She sighed a little to herself.  “I wish it really could be like that…  But what if the feelings aren’t even real?  What if they’re just illusions for us, made up by Sora and Kairi’s feelings?  Can we really like each other if they’re just “borrowed” emotions?”  Like Roxas, Naminé was worried that what she felt for Roxas was merely a borrowed emotion or an illusion, created by Kairi’s love for Sora.  She just wished she had the answers she could seek.

“Ah, still drawing I see…and of you and Roxas no doubt?  Very interesting…hehehehehe…”

Naminé tensed up at the voice behind her, clutching her sketch book to her chest and slowly turning around, only to look up into the face of the one person whom she never wanted to see again.

Roxas was still chatting with Demyx about his “girl problem” when a soft gentle voice echoed out, and its tone filled Roxas with fear.

‘Roxas!  Help!  Please help me!’

‘N-Naminé!?’  Roxas’ eyes filled with fear at the desperate and pleading tone of Naminé’s voice.

“Roxas?  Roaxs!”  Demyx waved his hand in front of Roxas, worried about the boy’s frightened look.

Roxas said nothing, but took off in the direction of the White Mansion.

“Roxas!”  Demyx shouted after Roxas and took off after him, hot on his heels.  ‘What’s up with him?  He looks like he just saw a ghost and then took off.’

Olette was just finishing off some sea-salt ice cream outside of the sweet shop when she saw Roxas running past with Demyx hot on his heels.  “Roxas?”  She too began to chase after him, wanting to find out what was wrong.  “Demyx!”  She called out as she ran beside the Melodious Nocturne.  “What’s going on?”

“I don’t know!  Roxas just had this freaked out look on his face,” Demyx explained, “before he took off!  He seems to be heading for the White Mansion though!”

“White Mansion?”  Olette started to think to herself before she suddenly thought of something.  “Oh my god, what if something’s happened to Naminé!?”  Both she and Demyx started to pick up the pace as they watched Roxas disappear into the crack in the wall, which lead through the forest and to the White Mansion.

Roxas kept running as fast as he could, his leg muscles burning with kinetic energy as he raced through the forest.  When he finally reached the gates of the White Mansion, he noticed how wide open they were and that wasn’t a good sign already.  Once he ran into the front yard, he froze in his tracks.  Bushes had been shredded, a few statue heads had been broken and crumbled on the ground and papers of sketched artwork lay littered across the ground.  “N-Naminé…?”  Roxas called out warily as he looked around.  Suddenly is eyes came across two more littered items; Namine’s sketchbook and her pencil.

At that same moment, Demyx and Olette came rushing into the garden.

“Roxas!”

“What the hell happened here!?”

Roxas turned to his two friends with a horrified expression.  “Naminé!  She’s been kidnapped!”

“Kidnapped!?”  Demyx repeated the word.

“By who?”  Olette asked.

Roxas took a closer look around and found red rose petals among the littered papers.  Bending over, he picked one up and took a closer look at it, before tightening his grip and crushing the petal in his hand.  “Marluxia!”

TO BE CONTINUED

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CHAPTER 10

CHING!  CHING!

Roxas swung both of his Keyblades and deflected the blazing chakrams coming at him, sending them back into the hands of their thrower.

Axel caught his chakrams in a flash and disappeared in a flash of fire, only to reappear as a ring of fire that erupted all around Roxas and began to quickly close in all around him.

“Nice try,” Roxas said, “but I’d rather EAT barbeque rather than BE it.”  With that he high jumped and twirled out of the fire ring, just as it closed up in a flaming column, slowly becoming Axel once again.

“Fire!”

“Pearl!”

Axel shot out a fire spell directly at his escaping foe, while Roxas countered the fire spell with a ball of light magic.  Both light and fire connected with one another and exploded, sending smoke all around the field.  Axel suddenly burst out of the smoke, chakrams out and blazing, but was unprepared for what would come at him.

“BURST EDGE!”  Roxas fired both of his Keyblades like knives which shot out and struck Axel, seeming to lock him in place.  Roxas then leapt up after Axel and grabbed the hilts of his Keyblades, shouting “OVERTAKER!” He gave a quick double strike combo and slammed Axel right into a wall.

No sooner did Axel hit the ground, did he disappear in a flash of fire and reappear behind Roxas and toss his chakrams at him like two flaming wheels.

Roxas jumped over the wheels of fire and swan dived at Axel, spreading out his Keyblades in attack the moment he contacted with Axel.

Axel fell over onto his back but back flipped right back to his feet and snapped his fingers.  His chakrams instantly halted their wheeling and launched themselves back towards Axel and Roxas.

Roxas turned around just in time to see the returning weapons and barely had enough time to narrowly dodge as the chakrams just BARELY flew by him, shredding his jacket to bits and burning up the rest.  Roxas cursed loudly and ripped off the flaming remains of his jacket and threw it to the ground.  “Shit!  That was my favorite jacket,” Roxas cursed.

“Aw, send me the bill,” Axel taunted with a smirk.

“The only bill you’ll be getting is your own hospital bill,” Roxas shot back, brandishing the Oath Keeper and Oblivion Keyblades.

“My bill?  Don’t you mean yours?”  Axel griped his chakrams tightly.

Both former Organization members stared each other down, daring the other to make his move for what seemed like nearly a quarter of an hour.  Finally with a yell, both fighters charged each other like raging bulls, weapons right out in front of them.

SHWIP!  SHWIP!  SHWIP!

Roxas and Axel both froze in mid-run as three kunai suddenly appeared between them stuck right in the ground, crackling with electricity.  Both turned their heads to the source of the distraction to find Larxene smirking and tapping her foot.

“Hey,” Larxene called to them, “Why don’t you guys take a break already?  You’ve been sparring for an hour and I’m getting exhausted just watching you.”

“An hour?”  Axel repeated.

Roxas glanced at his watch.  “Whoa, she’s right,” Roxas added, “It looks like we got too wrapped up to notice the time.”  He twirled his Keyblades about before making them vanishing into thin air, until they were to be used again.

“Eh, sorry about your jacket, Roxas,” Axel said sheepishly as he sent his chakrams back into space.

“Well it WAS my favorite jacket,” Roxas said with disgruntlement in his voice as he glanced at what remained of his white jacket, but shrugged it off, “Ah well; I’ve got plenty more like it.”  That’s when he noticed Axel and Larxene leaving together.  “Hey, whoa!  Where are you two going?”

“Flame head promised to take me out to lunch,” Larxene said with a smile as she latched onto Axel’s arm; something to which Axel had no objection to.

“Oh, I get it,” Roxas started to snicker, “A little lunch, leading right up to a round of S&M am I right?  It figures.  When Larxene and Axel are out to play, they always make sure to play rough.”  The Key of Destiny burst out laughing at his joke, which earned him both a Fire and a Thunder spell thrown his way.  “Whoa!”  He jumped back just in time before he could get burned/shocked.

“Knock it off!”  Larxene and Axel shouted at him, blushing.

“Lighten up guys,” Roxas said nervously, not wanting to anger his former superiors any further.

“Need I remind you of how you’re playing with Olette and Naminé?” Axel chided with a smile, “P-L-A-Y-E-R.  Got it memorized?”

Roxas just blushed madly.  “Axel!”

“You know you can’t do this forever,” Larxene told him seriously, “Eventually you’re gonna have to choose one.”

Roxas groaned softly, “I know.  It’s gonna be hard, because I love them both,” He clutched his head and groaned with exasperation, “I can’t have everything, yet I want everything!  If I want everything I’ll end up with nothing!  I’m screwed either way!”

“Roxas…” Axel looked at his friend with sympathy.

“Ahhh,” Roxas sighed, “I’m sorry to bother you guys with my problems like this.  But you’re right Larxene, I will have to choose.  I just have to choose wisely.” He turned around. “You guys go on with your lunch date; I just remembered that I have to go deliver something to Demyx.”  With that, Roxas ran off into the heart of Twilight Town.

Axel couldn’t help but exchange a worried glance at Larxene.  “I dunno, Larx,” He said uneasily, “I’m kinda worried about him.”

“Axel,” Larxene smiled a genuine, sympathetic smile for once, “That’s sweet of you to worry about him.  But, come on, he’s not a baby.  I’m sure he’ll come out ok.  Besides, as long as he’s got us and that goof Demyx, he’s got people to fall back on.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” Axel agreed, “But still I can’t help but worry about him ya know?  He and I go way back since the beginning of the Organization.”

“Yeah, I know that you big softy,” Larxene teased, “But come on, have a little faith in blondie there.  After all he was able to whip your butt twice in a row, I hear,” she giggled, remembering what Roxas had told about the days before he was reunited with Sora.

“Aw man, I can’t believe he babbled that one to you,” Axel grimaced.

Larxene snickered and kissed Axel on the cheek, “Come on you big goof, let’s go.”

Axel smiled at Larxene.  “Alright then.”  They walked off in the opposite direction to go on their lunch date.

Roxas, meanwhile, was walking the streets, alone with his thoughts, having used delivering to Demyx as an excuse to get away.  Larxene’s words had reminded him that he couldn’t just play around with Naminé and Olette forever; and that he had to choose which one he loved sooner or later.  But which one DID he love the most?  On one hand, there was Naminé, whom he had known for so long since they were Sora and Kairi, or part of Sora and Kairi anyway.  Naminé had even helped to remind Roxas of who he was, when he had forgotten due to DiZ/Ansem the Wise’s influence.  On the other hand, there was Olette.  While they hadn’t known each other as long as Roxas and Naminé, they still had a strong bond, since they first met when Roxas was placed in Twilight Town.  Olette had first felt like a sister to Roxas, but over time it started to get deeper, and more loving.  Just WHO did Roxas have deeper feelings for?  If he chose one, what would become of the other?  Would she be heartbroken?  Would she hate him for life?  So many questions ran through Roxas’ brain, and the images of Naminé and Olette were calling to him in his mind.

“Roxas…  Over here, Roxas.”

“No, come here Roxas…”

“Roxas…”

“Roxas…”

“YO! ROXAS!”  Demyx’s face suddenly appeared and yelled out.

“AAAAAAH!”  Roxas nearly jumped out of his clothes as he snapped out of his thoughts and found Demyx looking at him with an amused smirk.  “Damn it, Demyx!  You scared the crap outta me,” he shrieked.

Demyx recoiled back at Roxas’ outburst and waved his hands in defense.  “T-Take it easy,” he soothed, “I just noticed…”  Demyx suddenly had a sly grin on his face.  “I just noticed that you had a dreamy look on your face.  Are you thinking about Naminé?”

Roxas mega blushed at Demyx’s inquiry and lowered his head with embarrassment. “Kind of,” he mumbled.

“Kind of?” Demyx playfully taunted.

“Yeah, kind of…  It’s because I’m thinking about Olette too!”  Roxas froze, realizing what he had just blurted out.

Demyx’s smirk grew into a grin. “Oho.  I get it now,” he said slyly. “It sounds like there’s a little love triangle going on, hm?”

“AGH!  Demyx, please!”  Roxas mega blushed, flustered.  “It’s not funny!”  He looked down at his feet.  “I gotta choose which girl, carefully.  But no matter who I chose, I risk hurting the other girl’s feelings.  I’m not even sure which girl I love more than the other.”

“Man, that’s sounds tough,” Demyx said, “What exactly are your doubts?”

“Well, for Olette, I’m not sure if I love her as a sister/friend or something more.  As for Naminé, I’m not sure if I truly love her, or if I feel INCLINED to love her, because of our pasts as somebodies.  Yet at the same time, now that I have my own heart, I know that the memories of our somebodies were genuine and so were the feelings between us,” Roxas explained.

“So you’re worried that your feelings for Naminé might just be you living in the past when you were part of Sora, or that your feelings for Olette are just brother/sister feelings?” Demyx asked, as if he were a therapist.

“That’s pretty much it,” Roxas told him, “So the only thing I can do at this point is think and choose carefully.  But either way, one will love me while the other’s gonna hate me.”

As Roxas and Demyx spoke with one another, Marluxia watched from the shadows, tapping his finger against the handle of his scythe as he listened and thought.  “So, Roxas is frolicking in the garden of love, hm?  And one of those girls is that witch, Naminé?”  He started to grin evilly as his grip on his scythe tightened.  “This gives me such a wonderful idea.  I think it’s time I paid a visit to the Mansion.”  He twirled his scythe around and disappeared in a swirl of rose petals.

Meanwhile, at the White Mansion…

Naminé was out in the front yard working on some of her newest artwork.  Her current piece was that of two young lovers surrounded by a strange city of darkness, which oddly looked like the Twilight Town of “The World That Never Was.” To make things even weirder the young couple, despite different styles of clothing, had some uncanny resemblances to Naminé and Roxas.  Naminé pulled her pencil away to look at her sketch for a moment.  She sighed a little to herself.  “I wish it really could be like that…  But what if the feelings aren’t even real?  What if they’re just illusions for us, made up by Sora and Kairi’s feelings?  Can we really like each other if they’re just “borrowed” emotions?”  Like Roxas, Naminé was worried that what she felt for Roxas was merely a borrowed emotion or an illusion, created by Kairi’s love for Sora.  She just wished she had the answers she could seek.

“Ah, still drawing I see…and of you and Roxas no doubt?  Very interesting…hehehehehe…”

Naminé tensed up at the voice behind her, clutching her sketch book to her chest and slowly turning around, only to look up into the face of the one person whom she never wanted to see again.

Roxas was still chatting with Demyx about his “girl problem” when a soft gentle voice echoed out, and its tone filled Roxas with fear.

‘Roxas!  Help!  Please help me!’

‘N-Naminé!?’  Roxas’ eyes filled with fear at the desperate and pleading tone of Naminé’s voice.

“Roxas?  Roaxs!”  Demyx waved his hand in front of Roxas, worried about the boy’s frightened look.

Roxas said nothing, but took off in the direction of the White Mansion.

“Roxas!”  Demyx shouted after Roxas and took off after him, hot on his heels.  ‘What’s up with him?  He looks like he just saw a ghost and then took off.’

Olette was just finishing off some sea-salt ice cream outside of the sweet shop when she saw Roxas running past with Demyx hot on his heels.  “Roxas?”  She too began to chase after him, wanting to find out what was wrong.  “Demyx!”  She called out as she ran beside the Melodious Nocturne.  “What’s going on?”

“I don’t know!  Roxas just had this freaked out look on his face,” Demyx explained, “before he took off!  He seems to be heading for the White Mansion though!”

“White Mansion?”  Olette started to think to herself before she suddenly thought of something.  “Oh my god, what if something’s happened to Naminé!?”  Both she and Demyx started to pick up the pace as they watched Roxas disappear into the crack in the wall, which lead through the forest and to the White Mansion.

Roxas kept running as fast as he could, his leg muscles burning with kinetic energy as he raced through the forest.  When he finally reached the gates of the White Mansion, he noticed how wide open they were and that wasn’t a good sign already.  Once he ran into the front yard, he froze in his tracks.  Bushes had been shredded, a few statue heads had been broken and crumbled on the ground and papers of sketched artwork lay littered across the ground.  “N-Naminé…?”  Roxas called out warily as he looked around.  Suddenly is eyes came across two more littered items; Namine’s sketchbook and her pencil.

At that same moment, Demyx and Olette came rushing into the garden.

“Roxas!”

“What the hell happened here!?”

Roxas turned to his two friends with a horrified expression.  “Naminé!  She’s been kidnapped!”

“Kidnapped!?”  Demyx repeated the word.

“By who?”  Olette asked.

Roxas took a closer look around and found red rose petals among the littered papers.  Bending over, he picked one up and took a closer look at it, before tightening his grip and crushing the petal in his hand.  “Marluxia!”

TO BE CONTINUED