[i]Ophelia watched as Roxas stepped out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Her eyes slowly gazed at his body and then went back to his face, and she chewed her lip slightly. He began to speak, but his voice was strained and she could tell he was upset. Her stomach tightened at the thought, instinctively wanting to console him. But instead of immediately moving toward him, she stayed where she was. 

[color=6ecff6]“I don’t understand what’s going on with you. You can’t keep talking to him, Roxas. It’s bad enough he’s even in there, you’re making it worse by responding. And you left before our conversation was over back there,”[/color] she said, her voice stern and she watched his face. 

Roxas looked Ophelia in the eyes. He knew she was right, but this had been going on for close to ten years now. There wasn’t much he thought he could do right now if at all. [color=0054a6]“Listen. I know you are worried about me, but I’ll be okay. There’s nothing I can do about it right now. If I missed anything then you can tell me about it later. Please just don’t worry about this right now. We’ve got a mission to do.”[/color] There wasn’t much kick behind his words, but that didn’t matter to him. It was hard enough as it was to even talk about all this. Roxas just flashed a little smile and said, [color=0054a6]“Please don’t worry about me.”[/color]

She shifted, moving her hands to her hips and her eyebrow raised up slightly as she scoffed. [color=6ecff6]“You have got to be joking, right? You realize that this bastard could completely screw our mission. You just act like he’s your friend or some shit like that. It’s ridiculous. I’m obviously going to worry!”[/color] Ophelia exclaimed. It was weird how far away from Roxas she felt in this moment, despite the bond. She was annoyed, stressed, and just wanted things to be “normal”. Whatever that was. 

Water dripped down her skin and hair onto the floor beneath her, and she tried her best not to allow herself to get upset with him. She knew there was probably much more to what he was dealing with than he let on, but either way it was frustrating. 

He knew he was going to piss her off if things went any further this way so he decided to stay calm instead of get worked up. She didn’t know much about what was going on so he couldn't blame her for all this. [color=0054a6]“Ophelia there’s much more to this than I’ve told you. We have a deal. I can use his powers for a limited amount of time during battle or just in general. The downside of that is I get to talk to him or hear him in my head every so often. Usually we don’t speak to each other. Actually it’s only been recently that he’s been talking more.” [/color]He decided to skip the fact about dying if he uses the powers for to long. 

[color=0054a6]“I know you’re worried about the mission and I can promise you he can’t do anything to jeopardize it. His chains are too powerful to even think about trying anything.”[/color] He really didn’t want to make her mad right now or ever for that matter. This was unavoidable though. There wasn’t much he could do about the situation he was in with Ifrit. 

Ophelia’s eyes were already fairly dark from being annoyed, and they just continued to get darker with each passing moment. She looked at Roxas in the eyes and stepped closer to him. [color=6ecff6]“Maybe he won’t jeopardize the mission, but you might.”[/color] She paused a moment, knowing that would sting, but it was how she felt in the moment. By the time she was ready to break eye contact, her eyes were nearly black. She blinked a couple of times and they seemed to lighten back up again, and she stepped away from Roxas in the direction of the door. [color=6ecff6]“Get some sleep, and please be ready for tomorrow, early.”[/color]

Roxas finally lost it. He was tired of everyone getting mad at him for something he couldn’t control. [color=0054a6]“You think I want this?”[/color] He snapped. [color=0054a6]“I hate every bit of this more than anyone could understand. I have the king of hell imprisoned in my body and there’s nothing I can do about it. You have any idea how many time I have thought about or even tried to kill myself because of this? I don’t get the freedom to choose if I hear him or not. The only good thing about this is that I get to use some sort of power and even then it’s limited.”[/color] The wasn’t going at all like he had wanted it to. [color=0054a6]“I am an abomination! I have no one who understands or even seems to care to understand. Everyone just gets angry at me and says ‘Oh just don’t talk to him, don’t let him in.’ I can’t do that!”[/color]

Roxas was on the verge of tears again and this time he wasn’t even going to try and stop them. He had been keeping this in for years now and finally it’s coming out. [color=0054a6]“I hate every fiber of myself and want this all to be over. I have been living with this for ten years Ophelia. Do you have any idea how that feels? If I die, he comes out and kills everyone. So I survive. I fight and get stronger. You think I’m going to have a tough time tomorrow? Maybe, but you’ll see I will win. I’ll probably get my ass handed to me at first and maybe I’ll almost die, but I will kill that werewolf one way or another.”[/color] He knew this probably sounded rude or mean, but he had no intention of it being that way. His voice softens again. [color=0054a6]“Ophelia I’m not trying to be mean I promise. I just can’t take you getting angry at me for something I can’t control. I’m sorry. If you want to leave for tonight then I understand… I love you.”[/color] Roxas starts to turn around to the bathroom again.

While Ophelia had her back to Roxas, he snapped at her. Her eyes narrowed and she let out a low growl, turning back around to face him. [color=6ecff6]“Don’t be an asshole. You don’t get to treat me like garbage just because you’re having a hard time!”[/color] Her voice was rising with each word, and she curled her fingers into the palms of her hands angrily. [color=6ecff6]“It was your choice to imprison him inside of you!”[/color] She was full on shouting now, and her stance was changing to one of defense, the crouch she had learned to take on when about to attack. 

Though as she stared him down, his voice softened and he spoke more evenly. Her eyes were still dark, but she straightened up and took a more natural stance once again. She stepped forward toward Roxas, but he turned toward the bathroom again. She grabbed his wrist and turned him around so he faced her again, and she looked at him. Her eyes once again looked at his half naked body and then she began to speak. There was still tension in her voice, though. [color=6ecff6]“When we get back after this mission, you will be taking me out on a date. And we are going to start this relationship over. The right way.”[/color]

Roxas looked down at Ophelia after she turned him around. [color=0054a6]“This wasn’t my choice…”[/color] He said softly. He didn’t want this conversation to continue anymore. It was hard enough to talk about what happened to him, but he wasn’t ready to say anything about his team. [color=0054a6]“I’m sorry.”[/color] He couldn’t think of anything else to say at this moment. He was happy that they’d be able to go on a date and maybe get to know each other better. After a short silence, he finally spoke up. [color=0054a6]“I’d like that.”[/color] 

Ophelia simply looked at him and then made her way to the hotel room door again, [color=6ecff6]“I have to go. Jax is waiting for me to go over more details of the plan. Get some rest, and I’ll see you tomorrow.”[/color] She smiled very faintly, her eyes grey again. She would need to feed somehow, but didn’t want to risk making Roxas more tired than he needed to be, so she would go to a bank or something else that she knew would be safe while everyone else slept. [color=6ecff6]“Goodnight.”[/color] she said again, then closed the door behind her and disappeared into her own room. 

[color=6ecff6]“Sorry I’m late, Jax. Okay let’s see what we have.”[/color] [/i]