Roxas felt that if there was anybody who could help with his dilemma, it was Namine. Over the last few weeks, she had been so nice and caring for him. Plus she seemed like she knew a lot of things Roxas didn't understand. And so, Roxas rose up and headed towards the mansion in the Twilight Town woods.
Roxas trekked a long way until he came up to the gates of the mansion. He slid through and proceed to the door. Roxas was about to knock, but the door mysteriously came open.
"That was odd," Roxas said to himself. But he couldn't just stand there and wonder, he had to talk to Namine. So he entered the dusty old mansion, took off his black cloak and placed it on a coat hanger, and proceeded up the staircase. The mansion seemed like nobody had lived there in years, why would Namine be living in a place like this? He then called out "Hello?" but nobody answered. Still, he continued to walk down the hall.
Within a few minutes, Roxas came across a white door. He had an instinct that if Namine was anywhere, it would be behind here. So, he turned the handle and opened it.
Inside the room, there was nothing but white all around; white walls, white chairs, white table. On the other side of the table, there sat a girl around the same age as Roxas. She had fair white skin, blonde hair, wore a white dress and had sandals on her feet. This was Namine.
"Hello, Roxas," said Namine, "I've been expecting you." Roxas was a little shocked and confused by the girl's comment.
"You knew I was coming?" he asked. Namine answered by nodding.
"I know a lot about you Roxas, remember? And I also know that something's troubling you. Would you like to talk?"
"Well, actually yes," replied Roxas.
"Have a seat then," Namine gestured to the chair on the other side of the table. Once Roxas was seated, Namine spoke, "Now then, what seems to be on your mind?"
"Well," Roxas started, "I've been having these weird dreams lately."
"What happens in these dreams, Roxas?" asked Namine. Roxas sighed with embarrassment for what he was about to say, but he knew if anyone could help him, Namine would.
"In the dream, I'm with my friend Xion," Roxas explained, "she takes off her boots and places them in my lap. I tickle them and she laughs. But after a while, she suddenly put her feet in my face! It ends there."
Namine looked cross the table at Roxas, listening to his every word. She then gives a faint smile.
"It sounds to me like you are developing your foot fetish," stated Namine?
"Foot what?" asked Roxas thinking there was something wrong with him.
"Don't be upset Roxas" said Namine, "a lot of boys actually like female feet. Yours is just finally beginning."
"Huh? You knew I was gonna get a foot fetish?" roxas was really confused by this.
"Yes, Roxas," Namine replied, "I knew. You are beginning to show traits of your original self, Sora."
"Sora?" asked Roxas.
"Sora was a wielder of the Keyblade just like you. But he lost his heart and you were created, receiving similar characteristics to him. One of them was a foot fetish. Sora, too liked feet and would often play with the feet of girls on his island."
"What happened to him?" asked Roxas. With that, Namine bowed her head in sadness.
"About a year ago, some things happened, and I had to take apart the memories chained together in Sora's heart. But now... I'm putting them all back exactly the way they were. It's taken me a long time, but pretty soon Sora will be his old self again. The process has been affecting you, too, Roxas."
"You mean...the dreams?" asked Roxas.
"Yes," replied Namine, "you and Sora are connected. And in order for Sora to become completely whole again... I feel like you receive help."
"Help?" Roxas asked, puzzled by her remark, "What kind of help?"
"Sora had a foot fetish, Roxas," explained Namine, "now you are developing those seem feelings and urges. So in order for you to become one with Sora... I feel that you must indulge with your fetish."
"Wha-?" Roxas gasped and nearly fainted at hearing Namine say that, "You want me to try out my foot fetish?" Namine nodded. Roxas blushed at the thought of actually playing with a girl's feet. "Well... uh... who should I try it with?"
With that, Namine quietly slid off her sandals with her feet under the table. Once her feet were bare, she smiled at the blonde haired boy seated across from her.
"Well Roxas," said Namine, "Like I said, I was aware of you coming here today. I also knew why you felt you needed to see me."
"You did?" asked Roxas, shocked that Namine knew all along about his fetish.
"Yes. I also know that Sora will not be his old self unless you indulge in your foot fetish," she took a moment to pause, thinking about what she was saying and knowing what she felt she had to do, "And so... in order to make everything right and help..."
"What are you getting at, Namine?" asked Roxas. Namine then looked up at him.
"I am willing to help you indulge in your foot fetish," said Namine.
With that, Roxas's eyes widened. He couldn't believe what the blonde girl sitting across from him just said. Was she serious?
"Uh... uh... huh?!" asked Roxas, bewildered. Namine giggled at how nervous Roxas was.
"I want to help you, Roxas," said Namine, "So I'm going to offer you my feet so you may live out your desires. With that, Sora can become himself again. Is that alright?"
Roxas didn't know what to think; he was so confused by all of this, and yet here was a girl actually offering to let him play with her feet.
"Of course is it is," Roxas agreed and gave a somewhat "perverted" smile. Namine giggled at this. She then rose from her chair and walked over to Roxas's side with her barefeet. Roxas's heart began pounding at the sight of Namine, the girl who was going to let him play with her feet, walking over to him. He could here her footsteps and thought of it as music. Within seconds, Namine was standing beside him. He looked down and saw her pretty barefeet. They looked about a size 7, no polish, and were very smooth.
Namine patted Roxas on the shoulder, trying to ease his anxiousness. Then she gracefully rose herself onto the table and sat right in front of Roxas, her legs dangling off the edge. Roxas oggled her beauty.
"Well Roxas, are you ready?" asked Namine.
"Yeah," he said, nodding. With that, Namine rose her feet up to Roxas, presenting her gorgeous feet to him. He caught them in his hand and couldn't believe he was actually touching a girl's feet. He was amazed at how smooth they were on his fingers.
"Go ahead, Roxas," said Namine, allowing him with a smile. Roxas returned the smile.
And so...
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