Fast Food Madness: The Epic Return V2

Roxas's eyes were still locked on Namine, and he tilted his head slightly in concern as he squeezed her hand. He could see how upset she was, and he knew it was either caused by his actions or her fear. Whichever one it was, he was going to take her home and worry about himself later. That was what guardian angels did.

 

Namine opened her eyes when Roxas squeezed her hand, her head lifting as well. She looked over at the blond beside her, her eyes locking with his for the first time since everything occurred. She could see emotion in his eyes as well, though since he was calmer than she was, the emotions weren't as extreme as hers.

 

Roxas kept his gaze locked with Namine's for a short moment, catching a glimpse of all of the emotions inside her. He turned his head away then, looking toward one opening in the alley. It was the one Jeff hadn't escaped out of, so he silently started leading Namine in that direction, wanting to get her home and out of this weather. And most of all, away from this place.

 

Namine turned her gaze forward when Roxas started toward the end of the alley, her hand staying in his. They were leaving, and she was sure that they wouldn't ever come back. And if they did, then it definitely wouldn't be under the same circumstances. She was afraid to think that her issues with Jeff were really over, because whenever she began to believe that, he showed up again.

 

Not only did Roxas want to get Namine away from this creepy alley, which was even weirder after all that had happened today, he also just wanted to rest. His head was pounding, he could still taste blood in his mouth, and his back hurt from his run-in with the wall. Plus, he was exhausted. It was definitely time to go home.

 

That was the way that Namine's life worked. She tried so hard to conquer all the obstacles in her path, but the moment she thought she succeeded, she was proven wrong. The hardships returned and striked back with more force, crippling her and leaving her at a loss for words like she was now.

 

By the time Roxas reached Namine's doorstep, he thought he was going to collapse. If he went any farther, to his house, he just might have. That was one of the reasons he chose her house over his own: it was closer. Another reason was obvious: Ty. He could comfort her in a way Roxas couldn't, and with his condition, he didn't think it would be that easy. And one final reason: it was her home. She would be most comfortable here after everything else.

 

After a few blocks of walking, Namine had realized that Roxas was taking her to her house. As they stepped up towards her front door, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a house key, knowing that she would need it to get into her home. She wanted to ask Roxas if he was going to stay with her or go to his own house, but she couldn't find her voice.

 

Roxas released Namine's hand so she could open the door, leaning his shoulder against the wall as he waited. His head hung slightly, the teen watching with tired eyes as she reached for her key. He wasn't sure what he was going to do once he got inside. It was inevitable that he was going to collapse somewhere if he didn't sit down, but at the same time he wanted to comfort Namine. But he didn't think he was going to be able to do that.

 

Namine inserted the key into the door, turning it and then lifting her other hand to turn the knob. As soon as she pushed it open, she took a few steps inside, turning around to see if Roxas was going to come in or not.

 

Roxas tiredly pushed himself off the wall, forcing his feet to work as he stepped inside. The warmth of the home hit him instantly and made him want to sleep even more. Earlier he had been so fired up that he couldn't believe how tired he was now; it was like a complete one-eighty. It made him feel weak.

 

Namine noticed Roxas' exhausted movements and she shifted her gaze to the floor, her hands coming up to undo the buttons on her coat. She noticed Ty was sniffing at her feet already, the dog having appeared out of nowhere. But she ignored him, focusing on getting done what needed to be completed.

 

Roxas shut the door behind him, locking it without thought. Once he did that, he unzipped his coat and started to shrug it off, though the movement caused pain in his back. He winced slightly, but got it off nonetheless.

 

Namine took off her scarf and hat as well, stepping over closer toward the doorway to hang the three items up on the coat rack. Ty kept on sniffing her the entire time, and it actually was getting on her nerves, though she didn't show it.

 

Roxas held his coat in one hand and put his other against the wall, leaning on it for support as he started to take off his shoes. He slipped one shoe off and then the other in the silence, the only noise being Ty's constant sniffing.

 

Namine saw Roxas taking off his footwear, which reminded her of her own shoes. She knelt down and unzipped her black boots, taking one off and then the other before setting them by the door.

 

Roxas was glad he had a hand against the wall, because everything started to get blurry. He blinked a few times to try and focus, but it wasn't working. The pounding in his head seemed to grow, but at the same time he felt dizzy. "Namine..." he said, his voice soft but still expressing his alarm. What was going on?

 

Namine rose to her feet immediately, hearing the tone of Roxas' voice. "Hm?" she hummed, taking a step closer so that she was right in front of him. She felt concern growing in her eyes, and she didn't even know what was wrong. Ty must have known it too, because he finally backed off.

 

Roxas closed his eyes, hard, and then opened them again. The haze was still there. "Something...doesn't feel right," he said then, looking back up at Namine. She was blurry, and spinning. Why was she spinning?

 

Namine tilted her head in concern, her worried blue eyes staying on Roxas. "You should sit down," she said softly, seeing that he also didn't appear too steady on his feet. On the way home, he had seemed very tired, so that was probably what he was feeling again now.