As some of you may know, Peanut and I are crazy about Roleplaying, and it's clear, since this is the second one on this site that belongs to us. And we aren't even done with the first one! Regardless, that won't stop us from starting this new roleplay, Rude Awakening!

 

Kinda dark and mysterious title, eh?

 

As stated in the title, this RP is one on one, no exceptions. Please refrain from posting in the RP. Instead, follow us on this new journey!

 

Peanut, my amazing friend, let's begin!

"Oh, I don't know about that," Namine said, smiling to herself. "I'm not the best, as you probably saw." Roxas was a lot more athletic than she was. Everyone, actually. Namine was the girl who took the pictures or kept score; she never actually played. Maybe if she hadn't, Riku's team would have won.

"Says the girl who scored five points for her team," Roxas pointed out, tapping Namine with his elbow. Alright, one of those, he purposely fumbled so she could score. But the others were all her; she had a surprisingly wicked serve. 

Namine chuckled lightly, nudging Roxas back naturally when he tapped her. "That'll never happen again," she promised. "I think I'll keep score next time." Or maybe take pictures of everything. She already got a few of Roxas, even if he didn't ask. She wanted to.

"Shame," Roxas said, glancing at Namine before he looked back at the game. "Your talents would be wasted." Even if today was a fluke, she still had better things to do than keeping score--like taking photos. Even if that was a new form of art for her, she had a knack for it.

Namine's smile softened at that. "You compliment me too much," she told him, murmuring over the game before them. Roxas made her out to be great, but she wasn't nearly as perfect as he made her seem. Namine was a witch, a sorceress with powers she couldn't control. Seifer was a good example of that.

Roxas looked right at Namine, speaking boldly for once. "I could compliment you all day long and it wouldn't be enough." He looked straight at her, wanting her to know that he believed his own words to be true. Namine truly was fantastic. 

Namine's smile disappeared out of shock, and disagreement. She glanced over at the boy beside her, but then looked away. "...Roxas," she said. He couldn't say things like that, not to her. Sora complimented her in the past at Castle Oblivion, and Roxas did now, but she didn't believe in them. Ever since she was "born" she had been used and degraded. Accepting compliments was hard, especially when she didn't believe in them.

"I mean it," Roxas said simply. "I couldn't lie to you about something like that." He wouldn't lead her on falsely and he wouldn't try to flatter her just to get her on his side. He complimented her because he truly believed she was wonderful. 

Namine closed her eyes, shaking her head. "Don't," she requested softly, form stiff. "You can't...say things like that to me, okay?" She looked over at Roxas, at that handsome face and the sincere eyes, but she couldn't handle it. She took her feet out of the water and stood, keeping her towel around her. Roxas's compliments... Namine couldn't believe them. Not now.

Roxas blinked in surprise, lifting his gaze to Namine when she stood. What did he say wrong? But even if he didn't understand that, he knew that this wasn't a matter he should push, at least not now. "Alright," he said quietly. "Then I won't say it." But he'd still express his feelings and convictions through his actions.

"I'm sorry, Roxas," Namine said gently, looking to him once more. She didn't mean to hurt his feelings. She was just...uncomfortable with this, with him telling her how wonderful she was. For so long she wondered what it would be like to be on the receiving end of such things from a cute guy, and now that she had it, she was panicking. Maybe...she wasn't ready.

Roxas rose to his feet, looking down at Namine from his slightly elevated height as water dripped from his legs and onto the ground. "It's okay. You don't want me to say it, so I won't," he repeated. "But Namine? ...I'm not going to stop trying to make you feel special." Even if he wasn't allowed to use the words, he'd still show her through his actions that she was special. He wouldn't give up on her; he'd be someone worthy of her.

But why? Namine wanted to ask. Why do you want to make me feel special? She didn't understand, and for a while, she probably wouldn't. Roxas told her she was special to him, but how did that happen? When did it happen? Why did it happen? Namine didn't think she was worthy of that kind of attention, she never had. 

Roxas smiled softly, able to at least make out the confused expression on Namine's face. She didn't have to say anything. "...Someday you'll understand," he murmured, lifting a hand to set on the top of her blonde head. Instead of just giving her a pat on the head, he briefly ran his hand over her hair before he took it away and turned around, starting to walk away so Namine could sort out her thoughts. 

Namine lifted her hand to the side of her head, watching Roxas go in silence. What was he doing? What kind of hold did he have over her? Was it her connection with Kairi and his with Sora that had them like this? Namine wasn't sure what to think, but she knew that her thoughts were a jumbled mess. They wouldn't clear up until she found some answers, but she wasn't sure she wanted to know.

The hours passed and the sun began to set. Even then, everyone hung out by the pool. They were all so deprived of fun that they were milking today for all it was worth. All of them disappeared in turns: some going to get books from the library, Namine to get more art supplies (and Roxas with her). As Serah read a book from her towel, she looked over at Lightning, who was laying on her stomach on her towel, her head resting in her arms. She exhausted herself swimming earlier; she had been out for the past hour. But now that everyone was finally separating and going inside, Serah wondered if she should wake Lightning or not.

Riku finished running the towel over his hair, stopping next to Serah and following her gaze. Lightning appeared exhausted from today, not that he blamed her; everyone made sure to use what energy they had for a fun-filled day. "Should I carry her to bed?" he asked lowly, towel in his grasp. Lightning could walk just fine, but he was still going to offer.

Serah lifted her gaze from the book to Riku, not surprised that he wandered over to them. But... "That may not be the best idea," she said quietly, shaking her head. Lightning was...irritated, with Riku. It happened a few hours ago that he flirted with her in front of everyone and then disregarded her once he had Kairi's phone. He spoke to her since then, and she spoke back, but Serah could tell she was a little ticked. 

Riku tossed his towel on the chair next to Serah. "I'll take my chances," he said lowly, starting toward Lightning. He didn't have to walk far, since she was pretty close to Serah to begin with. He and Lightning hadn't talked much since the whole phone thing, and he knew why: she wasn't happy with him for embarrassing her. Well, everyone was gone now for the most part. He wouldn't embarrass her again.

I really don't think that's a good idea, Serah opened her mouth to say. But as Riku went for Lightning, she knew he wouldn't listen. She leaned over, nearly tipping over to the side completely when she lost her balance. She set a hand on Lightning's shoulder, wanting to wake her up. "Hey, Lightning?" she called, shaking her lightly. Surely she'd want Serah to wake her up, to stop this from happening. 

Riku stopped on the other side of Lightning, eyes finding the youngest of the three. "Serah," he said. What was she doing? He said he had it covered. What, did she not trust him with Lightning after the phone incident? He wasn't that mean, was he?

Lightning furrowed her eyebrows, and since her head was turned in her sister's direction, Serah's face was the first she saw. What, was everyone leaving? "If you want to go in, that's fine," she murmured. "Just leave me here." She was going to relax a little longer in the sun, though she then started to realize that it was a little cooler than before and the sun was setting. How long was I out? 

Riku squatted down beside Lightning, resting his arms on his knees. "It's gonna be dark soon," he said lowly. "How about I take you to your room?" It used to be their room, but since their falling out, it was just hers. Riku had a separate room now, even if it was right across the hall.

I thought I heard his voice, Light thought, briefly shutting her eyes before she opened them once more and turned her head to look at Riku. "I'm fine," she said shortly. "I'll come up when I want to." He didn't have to take her anywhere; she could walk freely now. And she was glad she didn't have to depend on him, since he ticked her off earlier. 

"Look," Riku said, running a hand over his damp hair. "I know you're mad at me, but at least let me help you to your room." He was a jerk by not giving her more attention after all that flirting he did, he realized that, but Riku hoped Lightning noticed how genuine that flirting was. He wasn't faking anything.