A/N: Yeah, forgot to mention: this is the last chapter. But thanks to all of you who reviewed and/or read this story. I honestly enjoyed writing the whole thing, since you guys enjoyed it so much. Made it all worthwhile. Thanks again and I hope you enjoy the last chapter of "Attention Seeker"!

Roxas' eyes stretched wide as Namine pressed her lips against his own a bit more; before he knew it, he seemed to be moving as if in a dazed trance. His hands were placed just on her waist, and Namine cautiously wrapped her arms around his neck. Everything seemed... perfect, just being like this; as if they were meant to mold their souls together, sealing that compact with this one beautiful lock. Roxas revelled in the solitude of the moment, rejoiced that Namine fit so perfectly in his arms, loved the fact that Namine enjoyed this as much as he did.

Roxas finally gave in to the need for air as he slowly pulled away, his blue eyes looking fondly at Namine. Their hands were still entwined when they heard a familiar mewling noise. Namine led Roxas over to her kitten, while saying, "I can't change her name now, you know."

"Why's that?" Roxas asked, though somehow already knowing the answer.

Namine giggled. "Because she already responds to 'carne asada'."

Roxas groaned comically, eyeing the little bundle of fur as she leaped and bounced on the large table, chasing imaginary butterflies. "Carne Asada it is, then. So long as no one makes her into carne asada." Roxas laughed when Namine did the same, and the two teens sat on the table next to each other, bodies warming at each other's touch. "Say, Namine," Roxas asked, "I honestly can't help but worry about Carne Asada..."

Namine nodded sadly. "I know what you mean," she replied. "Especially when she can get stepped on--"

"Or eaten," Roxas added, thinking once again of Saix.

Namine nodded. "Or lost, even..." She cast a sad but resolved look at Roxas. "This world is no world for a kitten. You understand where I'm getting at?"

Roxas nodded in understanding. "Yeah, I do. Wanna take her back to the pet shop with me? That's where we got her from, before she ran off, heh." He honestly didn't feel bad at all that his gift was being returned; he did sympathize with the little creature if it had to live here. With Saix.

"Yeah, I do," Namine answered, in response to his question.

Roxas, suddenly, had another idea. "Better yet," he proposed, "Axel can take her back. I know he won't mind..."

Namine nodded. "Okay, I guess."

Roxas smiled and encompassed her hand in his own, bringing it up to his face. Roxas felt more confident with himself, leaning forward a bit. Namine willingly closed the gap, and the two let the world melt away to reveal their mutual silence and escapism, while time eroded and oblivion became worthwhile.

Roxas' chest buzzed, knowing that he now had more than just her attention.

Axel grumbled as he held the bundle inside his coat pocket. He knew there was no return policy, so of course he would have to sneak the kitten back in, drop it off, and go back to the Castle. As he walked in, the kitten made no sound, and the only thing that was heard was the tinkling of the bell above the door. The man -the one who had ditched Axel and Roxas for that date- looked up at from a magazine.

Nodding to the cashier, Axel slunk through the aisles, finding the little kennels that contained the kittens. That black kitten that had been Carne Asada's littermate was gone, but in the next kennel there was a new litter of kittens. Axel lifted the hatches and carefully dropped Carne Asada inside, where she already towered over the others. "Be good, Carne Asada," Axel said fleetingly. "And don't eat anybody, okay? And stay away from blue-haired men with X-shaped scars on their faces."

Axel turned to leave after bidding his farewell to Carne Asada, coming up to the front of the store. He froze in his tracks when he saw the same woman from his last visit here. She noticed him, and her face hardened.

Axel smiled weakly and walked forward; Roxas wasn't here to ruin things on purpose this time...

"Hey there... again," Axel said, confident on the inside, though he appeared guilty and a tad shy on the outside; he loved his ability to act. "Listen, ah... Sorry about what happened last time we met..."

She sniffed disdainfully. "Where's your girlfriend?" she bit.

Apparently she remembered that lie that Roxas had spun. Looking down, he said, "She dumped me a while ago. Left me for another woman." He mentally slapped himself; him, dumped? For another woman? It's the impossibility of it that made it possible, though...

The woman gave a start. "Oh," she said awkwardly. "I see..." She let Axel rest his chin on the counter, and he looked so dejected and heartbroken, that she found her hands stroking his spiky hair, which she found to be surprisingly soft. "You gonna be okay...?"

Axel's green eyes flicked up to her. "Does it look like I'll be okay anytime soon?" he retorted dully. He sighed roughly, his arms on the counter now as well. "It hurts at night, too," he said wistfully. "Knowing that she's not in my arms anymore; knowing that she's with some other person, content. I feel like crap; was I not good enough or something?"

The woman, ever the sympathetic one, cupped his face. "No no no! That's not it! She just has her preferences! You can't blame yourself for that! She just wasn't the one for you!"

Axel sniffed. "Then who is?" he asked, letting the creep of a wail into his voice.

"I don't know the answer to that," the woman answered, her cheeks flushing, "but for all you know, she could be right under your nose!"

Axel looked up at that. "You're right under my nose...," he said slowly, letting his face appear as if he were dawning on a new light of realization. His eyes pleaded with hers, and the young woman let him whisper in her ear. He made her blush furiously, and the clever pyromancer trailed kisses along her jawline, pressing one onto her cheek.

Oh yeah, Axel thought smugly. I'm so good. The Casanova was just about to claim her lips when he heard an all-too-familiar voice...

"Axel, dear, what are you trying to do to that innocent girl?"

Axel froze, like a child caught in the act of stealing cookies. Finally turning around, he didn't know who to strangle: himself, or Larxene, who was grinning maliciously in triumph.

"Uh... Can I help you...?" the confused woman asked, still blushing.

"You can, indeed," Larxene said, eyes glittering mischievously, though only Axel saw that light. "I'd like you to help me clarify what he was doing to do you."

The woman seemed caught off-guard. "Uh... Who are you?"

"I'm his girlfriend."

Axel's eyes widened in an expression that said: No, you're not, you liar! You're just saying that to get me in trouble! Before one could contemplate on what kind of face that was, the woman cried out in indignation. "AGAIN?!" she demanded. "You said she dumped you for another woman!"

Larxene didn't seemed surprised at all; in fact, she was examining her gloved nails as she drawled, "Oh, he uses that excuse all the time whenever he flirts, just so you know."

"Ah, now now," Axel tried saying, but then grumbling, "I'm gonna kill you Larxene..."

And yet, before he knew it, Axel was chased out by the twice-over deceived cashier by means of a tazer. Larxene followed shortly after, waltzing out as if she owned the store, whistling.

On a happier note, Roxas and Namine were sitting atop the clock tower of Twilight Town the next day. Hand in hand, the two were planning for their next date. And although Namine felt she was becoming less afraid of heights now, thanks to Roxas, she secretly hoped that they wouldn't be doing anything like skydiving.

After all, she had done enough 'falling' for her lifetime.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed!

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