“If I— switched bodies?” Gulps and begins to picture the situation. 

                                                     —Inside Naminé head—

As the light of the morning filled up the room where she slept in, a small groan could be heard when she tried to cover herself up and kept in a warm spot on the bed like she always did. Realizing the lights wouldn’t let her sleep anymore, not even when she covered her eyes up, she sat on the bed and stretched herself and yawned. Something about her body seemed weird, for some reason she felt heavy, but must of being out of cleaning too much the day before.  Still with her eyes half close, she uncovered the sheets and moved her legs to step on the ground but once she moved her arms to put her hair on a pony tail, she realize her hair wasn’t as long as it always was. Quickly she ran to the nearest mirror and with her open wide she notice herself.  A huge scream was heard in the room and another from the room away. 

Naminé didn’t understand why she saw herself as Roxas, in fact she thought it was a prank, and a good one she might add.  Her eyes began to look at her body, noticing her chest smaller but well build up, and daring so, she took the edge of her pants and pulled it to see inside and was surprise with what she saw, quickly letting it go as her cheeks took the color of deep red. “R—Roxas!” She began to call, tears building up her eyes since she didn’t know what to do, or if Roxas would accept her being the same as him. Once he enter the room and saw… herself? she got even more confused.  “R—Roxas? Is—… Um…” She didn’t know what to say or how to react, but in a way, she felt better knowing that she wasn’t alone in the situation.

                                                       —Back to reality—

“I don’t know…” She shook her head, not wanting to picture it anymore.

Roxas and I have been a little busy but we will come back. I was the one who couldn’t keep up and eventually lost my muse but I’m sure we will back here soon.  Thanks for the love and support!

“Hmmm… I knew about him since along time.  Since my powers allows me to control Sora’s memories and those around him, I know most of the people Sora knows, or, that he is connected to.  After Xion told me to watch out for him, my needs of meeting him grew quite bigger.  He always sounded like someone special inside the Organization and I knew he wasn’t a bad person like Marluxia and Larxene were.  Axel used to tell me a few things about him and Xion when he watched out for me back at Castle Oblivion, I hoped one day I could of meet him… then that day arrived.  Even if I was the cause of his lack of memories, I knew I held the truth to help him out and that’s what I did… but once I meet him I realize how special he was, how kind, how handsome… I felt guilty knowing I was damaging him and the truth I held was nothing else but painful news… On the good side, he was never mad at me, for my surprise, he was glad that I spoke to him with the truth.  We shared great moments in Destiny Island each time Sora and Kairi got together… and time by time… I knew there was no way I couldn’t be without him any more.”

ooc; Not at all, you know why?  Because I miss you too.  You should come back soon, or next time I should go there. Who knows, maybe we can finish that one game. ;)

“Really?” Blushes.  ”I— I do too.”