A/N

Gosh, I'm such a hypocrite. I swore to myself that I'd never ever like, in a million years ever write a AU High School fic. I'm gonna burn in hell now, I just know it. (Plus, I snuck into the cookie jar last night when everyone was asleep and I indulged in my worst guilty pleasure: I ATE THE LAST MINT CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE!!) I know, so elementary school, ne? xD

Well, actually, I was inspired. Wanna check out another Roxas x Namine fic that doesn't positively suck? xD Read Maiwyn Heart's REWRITE and you'll see what I mean. Heh.

Enjoy.

Warning: I apologize for any OOC' ness!

Disclaimer: There's no way I own Kingdom Hearts and Kingdom Hearts 2. I do not make any profit from this. I'm simply using them for my own sick and twisted purposes.

'thought'

flashback or dream sequence

Love Letter

By: Youkai Hime90

"It's --- it's not the right time," Namine said quietly as she walked along the sidewalk, hugging her books to her chest. Her three best friends, Ollette, Selphie, and Yuffie trailed behind her defiantly. Ollette looked anxious as she trailed behind Namine, a touch of concern shining in her forest green eyes. Selphie looked down right appalled, boring holes into the blonde's retreating back. Yuffie merely walked alongside her, eyebrows furrowed at their best friend's latest dilemma as she kicked a rock into the road, frustrated.

"But Namine!" Yuffie whined, looking particularly scandalized at her best friend's defiance. "It's been four long years now; this is your last chance! We're practically seniors now, and you've had a crush on him since seventh grade. Why don't you just tell him already?"

Namine sighed. "Because," She said softly, racking her brain for a good excuse besides the fact that she was insecure. "It would be, um…well… just too weird."

"You'll never know unless you try," Ollette added thoughtfully, smiling brightly.

"Yeah, what Ollette said!" Selphie piped up, emerald eyes shining with determination. "What if he likes you too? Huh? Huh? Then what?"

"He doesn't," Namine said decisively, shoulders sagging slightly at the crestfallen thought. "He doesn't even know I exist."

"Of course he does!" Yuffie cried, fuming when her friend shook her head. "You two have been in classes together before, and you took Art together last year right?" She grinned, nudging Namine's shoulder.

"But, so did a lot of other girls," Namine pointed out, blushing furiously.

"But, he only talked to you!" Yuffie said, running a hand through her short ebony hair. "Stop being a coward and just tell him already!"

Namine felt the color rise to her cheeks and meekly lowered her gaze to her sketchbook, studying her latest creation. The definite image of a boy was formed around softened pencil strokes, mirroring the picture that seemed to forever linger in her mind's eye. A boy's smiling face stared back at her, sapphire eyes laughing, capable of melting the coldest of hearts with just one look, one glance. Namine cradled her sketchbook to her chest protectively, periwinkle eyes fluttering closed briefly, pretending that smile, that look, that glance was directed at her. In her mind, Sora rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, grinning, smile nearly heaven's-bright.

"Hey Namine, what's up?"

The blonde smiled the tiniest of smiles. Sadly, she knew that that smile never be directed at her. This sketch was as close as she would get to ever being with Sora, and that was the reality.

"Stop being a coward and just tell him already!"

Namine mentally cringed. 'Yuffie's right, I am a coward.'

The blonde's voice hitched, a hairsbreadth away from a sob as she willed back the tears that she knew were gathering at the corners of her eyes. She sniffed. "I can't," she whispered, stammering over her words, "I -- I just can't!" Namine's eyes clenched shut briefly as she pushed the door to the school open forcefully, hitting a boy right in the face. The blonde gasped quietly, a dainty hand flying up to her mouth in unencumbered shock. Eyes shining, she glanced back at her friends nervously before returning to the struck boy, helping him to gather up his papers. She handed him his Biology book, hands shaking. "I'm so sorry! Roxas are – are you okay?"

"I'm alright." The boy, now identified as Roxas, smiled. He rubbed his red nose idly, waving off Namine's concerned hands. He chuckled nervously. "It doesn't hurt. I should have looked where I was going."

"No, I should have been looking, I'm so sorry!"

Roxas blue eyes shined with faint amusement as he shook his head, smile widening. "I've got to go. Thanks for helping me pick up my stuff, but I should really be on my way..."

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!" Yuffie suddenly screeched out from behind Namine, pointing at Roxas' nose in singular horror. "It's bleeding…your nose is bleeding!"

"Eww…eww! Gross!" Selphie cried, burying her face in Ollette's arm. Ollette sighed in sheer disdain, shaking her head at the two's childish antics as Selphie and Yuffie proceeded to groan and squeal, jumping up and down as they took turns simultaneously passing out and pointing at the spectacle that was Roxas' nose.

'Could this get any worse?' Namine thought halfheartedly, sighing quietly to herself. She returned her attention to Roxas face, doing a double take upon spotting the blood.

"Oh --oh no. They were right, your nose is bleeding," she stammered, eyes going as wide as saucers.

Roxas blinked, "Really?" He tried to focus his blue eyes on his bleeding nose, giving him quite the comical cross-eyed expression. This seemed to launch Yuffie and Selphie into another fit of giggles, Yuffie snorting with laughter in the background as Selphie doubled over, trying in vain to stay quiet, face turning bright red from the effort.

"He looks like such a freakin tart!" Yuffie managed to get out in between gasps, Selphie agreeing right away.

Ollette frowned, resting her hands on her hips. "You guys are hopeless," she muttered, smacking her forehead.

Namine, trying her best to tune out her friend's laughter, looked embarrassed. "Um, I'll take you to the nurse's office."

"No, I'm okay, really," he insisted, smiling at the blonde's blatant concern for him. Roxas laughed anxiously, casting a glance down the hallway. "Really. I'm fine. I'll see you later though, we have a period together this year."

With that, the boy walked off in the direction of the nearest bathroom. Namine watched him go, unsure. Selphie grinned broadly, casting the blonde a glance out of the corner of her eye. Waiting until he was out of hearing range the girl gushed, clasping her hands together. "That Roxas is sooo hot!"

"He is pretty cute…" Ollette chimed in, smiling.

"Ya know, he looks an awful like Sora though, don'tcha think?" Selphie added as an afterthought, folding her hands behind her back.

"But, he's kinda strange," Yuffie said, adding in her own input as she rubbed her chin thoughtfully.

"He's really nice though," Ollette defended. "I've had a couple classes with him."

"Still, he's kinda strange," Yuffie repeated.

"I've had classes with him, too," Namine agreed shyly. "And he's always been very nice to me. He told me that he liked my drawings. And he always says hi to me in the hallways."

"Really?" Selphie said, eyes going wide in disbelief. "I took Chemistry with him back in eight grade and he hardly ever talked to me! He was really quiet…" The brunette pouted, bottom lip protruding outwards slightly. She marched up to the timid blonde, poking her slightly. Her green irises were ablaze with mock anger, and she poked her again. "Ahh…no fair! I saw him first! What makes you so special, huh?"

Namine raised her hands as if to defend herself, face flushing a dusky shade of pink. "Oh no! I'm not special! I - I never said that! Um, we were partners for this Art project so he was kinda forced into talking to me…" The blonde blushed furiously, trailing off awkwardly. She shifted from foot to foot, glancing downwards to stare at her shoes. They were shiny. "I'm nothing special, really."

"Don't be so modest Namine!" Ollette said, patting her head affectionately. "Ofcourse you're special, you're Namine!"

"Yeah!" Yuffie exclaimed, pumping a fist into the air. She lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper, grinning like a Cheshire cat. "And I bet Sora thinks so too." She winked at the blonde causing Namine to blush even more.

"Sure," Namine supplied gently, glancing away quickly. She watched Roxas' retreating back, quickly managing to change the subject. "I hope he'll be okay."

"I'm pretty sure he's alright," Ollette said brightly, waving off her concern. "I bet he's gotten worse in all the sports he plays."

Selphie squealed, pinching Namine's cheeks warmly. "You're so cute!"

Yuffie giggled, brown irises shining brightly as she slung an arm around Namine's shoulder, tugging the younger girl to her side. "So," she drawled out casually, "are you going to tell Sora?"

"Oh no, there's no way," Namine whispered, avoiding Yuffie's gaze. "I'd die of embarrassment."

"Hmmm," Ollette thought aloud, opening her lock after spinning the combination. "Why not write a letter?"

Namine froze, eyes going wide. At this rate it seemed like they weren't ever going to let her get out of this. She mentally cringed when she heard Yuffie and Selphie squeal, nodding enthusiastically.

"That's perfect!" Selphie cried, clapping. "Ollette you're sooo smart!" She glomped the brunette, smiling into her hair, making high-pitched girly noises. Ollette blushed, trying in vain to pull the younger girl off of her, mumbling. "Um, could you let go Selph? I can't breathe…"

Yuffie beamed. "Yeah! You should definitely write him a letter! You wouldn't have to face him but you'd still be telling him! It's pure genius! You can't disagree with that kinda logic!"

"But, but I can't," Namine protested, shaking her head vehemently. "Sora would never talk to me ever again…he'd avoid me like the plague. He'd think I was...retarded or something."

"No way," Selphie defended, "I bet he'd think it's super cute."

"Shhhh! He's coming this way!" Yuffie whispered, glancing over Namine's shoulder.

Namine blinked, turning around slowly, and sure enough, there he was. Sora was walking alongside one of his guy friends, talking animatedly as he gestured wildly with his hands like he always did when he got carried away by a story. The other boy, Riku, looked faintly amused, strolling beside the younger boy with his hands buried deep within his pockets. Seconds later the two of them burst into laughter, Riku punching the brunette in the arm playfully. Girls nearby swooned, watching Sora and Riku interact shamelessly, and Namine honestly felt like she couldn't blame them.

"Gosh, they're so darn cute!"

"I love Riku's hair!"

"Sora's so sweet…I love the way he smiles."

"Wouldn't it be hot if they were gay together?"

Namine shrunk back away from Sora as he walked by as if afraid he would notice her, and then she watched him with red-stained cheeks, her bleached azure irises expressing a hope that he would.

For a split second, despite all odds, their eyes met and Sora smiled at her, eyes shining with mirth as he sent her a cheerful wave. She straightened as he passed, stammering out a quiet "good morning" as she poked her fingers together nervously, gaze fleeting between breaths. Her heart pounded uncomfortably in her chest and she was almost certain that everyone could hear it because it was just so loud. Butterflies fluttered and alighted in her vision and, for an instant, Namine didn't mind the thought of dying. Because if she were to die right there and then, Namine was almost certain she would die happy.

Alas, the moment passed too soon, and by the time Namine had raised her eyes again Sora was already gone. Honestly, she didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed. She settled for the latter.

"He's so freakin cute!" Selphie exclaimed, gushing. "And, wow, Riku's just H-O-T!"

Yuffie nodded vigorously, "Amen to that sista!"

Namine nodded slowly, a tiny smiling blossoming upon her features. She seemed to shine then, words sparkling with confidence as her gaze trailed along the hallway onto that very spot where Sora had just been standing moments before, waving to her as he strolled pass.

"I'll do it."

Ollette blinked. Selphie stared at her as if she'd just grown two heads. "Huh?"

"I'll tell him. I'll tell him everything." Namine felt herself bloom a little. "I'll write him that letter and give it to him today. He just has to know." She was quiet then, allowing herself to digest those words, awed by how they were just so…un-Namine. She smiled, tucking a strand of pale hair behind her ear. Maybe there was hope for her after all.

Yuffie cheered triumphantly, "That's the spirit, Namine! Way to go!"

"Can I put it in his locker for you?" Selphie begged, folding her hands together. She gave the blonde her best puppy-dog pout. "I want to help in some way!"

Namine nodded, a bit unsure. "O – okay."

'I can't believe this is happening…I'm actually going to go through with this…'

Why did it seem her friends were more excited about this than she was? The blonde forced herself to smile, stomach jolting with butterflies."You can put it in his locker."