A friend and I have been doing a RP for a while now, and it has been scattered across several threads on two different sites. It started as a group story (about fast food of all things ) but then it transformed into something else entirely.

 

We request that nobody join in this RP or post anything on this thread; if you wanna say how awesome we are, message us some other way.

 

Um...You're free to read this for fun if you want to, but this thread has major Birth By Sleep spoilers. And since we've been doing this for a while, we will probably refer to things we've done in the past and you will have no idea what we're talking about. So if you want to save yourself from confusion, then you probably wanna stay away. If not, hey, whatever.

 

The plot was discussed and posted on another website, but here's a quick summary of the whole thing: It's the return of Xehanort.

 

Characters:

Peanut: Sora, Namine, Leon, Aerith, King Mickey, Terra, Ventus, Xehanort, etc.

Forever Love: Riku, Kairi, Roxas, Yuffie, Aqua, Vanitus, Tron, etc.

 

I believe I've said everything that needs to be said...Forever Love, let's get this show on the road, eh?

"Oh, uh..." Roxas turned his gaze to the front door, which was still shut. Oh boy. "Heh, whoops." He glanced down at Namine with a sheepish smile, though he stepped toward the door, that way she was closest. "Hope you don't mind..." he said, feeling a little shy.

Namine actually laughed softly, knowing what Roxas was referring to. She reached for the handle of the door and it was unlocked, thank goodness. She lightly pushed the door open, revealing the interior of her house.

Roxas turned so Namine's head was in first, making sure he didn't accidentally cause her to hit it on the door frame. He stepped in, glancing back to make sure her feet were inside before he balanced himself on one leg, kicking the door shut behind him. "Where to?" he asked, looking down at her.

"Um...the living room," Namine said, motioning with a hand to that room. She'd be alright on the couch; it wasn't like she really wanted to lie down in bed when it was the middle of the day.

Roxas nodded a little and started in that direction, his light footsteps being heard since the house was empty and silent. He walked through the doorway and headed over to the plush chair, which had a footrest positioned just in front of it. That would be good for Namine's leg.

Namine glanced at the couch they passed, surprised Roxas hadn't sat her down there. But then she noticed him going towards the chair with the footrest, and she smiled weakly. That was a good idea.

Roxas slowed until he was next to the chair and he gently leaned down, starting to loosen his hold on Namine as he set her down on the chair. He didn't look at her face since they were in such close proximity already, knowing that he had to be careful with his actions now.

Namine glanced up at Roxas when he pulled away, her eyes on his face. "Thank you," she said softly, really appreciative. She owed him...again. She would never be out of his debt, would she?

"Mm," Roxas hummed quietly, glancing at Namine out of the corner of his eye before he brought his arms back. He then focused on her legs and bent down, starting to help her take off her shoes.

Namine's eyes widened when he started taking off her shoes, having not expected him to do that. "Um, you don't have to..." She didn't mind keeping them on; he shouldn't have had to remove them.

"Might as well," Roxas said, glancing up at Namine. "I don't think you'll be going anywhere." He already had her first shoe off already, and he expressed as much, holding up her shoe for her to see.

"I suppose not," Namine said with a weak smile. She wouldn't be going anywhere with only one shoe on, or with only one good leg. She'd stay in the house the rest of the day.

Namine's smile caused a faint one of Roxas's to appear, and he set her shoe down beside him before carefully working on the other, since that was her injured leg. Once he had it off, he gently lifted her leg by her ankle, setting her foot on the footrest.

"Thanks," Namine said softly, aware she just said that a minute ago. But she couldn't help it if she was polite, and grateful. She was glad they were friends again.

Roxas nodded once more, humming again as he pushed himself up. "Go ahead and turn the T.V. on," he said, motioning to the remote on the armrest already. "I'll go get you some ice."

Namine opened her mouth to say thanks yet again, but she caught herself in time to stay silent. She smiled faintly and nodded to Roxas, reaching for the remote.

Roxas turned and started toward the kitchen quietly, knowing that there was an ice pack that was usually kept in the freezer. Once he got to the kitchen, he approached the fridge and opened it, seeing that he was right.

Namine kept the TV on the channel it was already on, some sitcom playing. She didn't pay much attention to it, though, glancing down at her leg. Climbing really had been idiotic. What was she thinking?

Roxas grabbed the ice pack and wrapped a small hand towel around it so it wouldn't be too cold on Namine's leg. After that was done, he started back to the living room, seeing that she wasn't watching the television. He glanced at it anyway, seeing a familiar show on, though it didn't really catch his attention. Right now, Namine came first, as she always had.

Namine lightly leaned her head against the side of the chair, lifting a hand and tucking back her brunette hair. She was never going to climb that cliff again, that was for sure. She was so lucky things hadn't turned out worse...She was just realizing now how fatal that fall could have been.

Roxas let his eyes find Namine at the chair as he came closer, and he lowered himself down to one knee next to the footrest. He glanced at her leg before looking back up at her. "Where does it hurt?" he asked, wondering where to set the ice pack.

Namine blinked when Roxas disrupted her thoughts, her gaze going from him to the icepack. "Um, right in the middle of my shin," she said. That was where it felt the worst, though her whole leg was aching.

Roxas hummed softly and looked back down at Namine's leg, lightly setting the pack where she told him. He held it there gently, glancing back up at Namine as he did so. He hoped she didn't mind, that he was taking care of her at least. They were...friends now.

Namine looked from the icepack to Roxas when she felt his gaze on her, her eyes softening a little for some reason. "I can hold it there," she said softly. She could lean forward and do it so that Roxas didn't have to; he already did more than enough for her.

Roxas shook his head. "You need to relax," he said, his tone gentle with her. He still cared about her; after all, he said he loved her. He was going to take care of her...unless she wanted him to leave.