It was an early summer day in Simulated Twilight Town where number six and number eleven ventured. The town was partially deserted when the two organization members first stepped foot into it, but now it did not seem to be such a problem. The silence was pleasant to Zexion and he did not find the need for noise, and for once, Marluxia agreed with him.

The two sat wordlessly at the top of a building over looking Station Heights as they gazed into the artificial sunset. Soon the town would be cloaked in darkness, and after the darkness is lifted, they will be parting ways for good. Zexion found this somewhat troubling; however Marluxia did not seem to mind. Nothing about him gave sign that he was against leaving, but he so clung to Zexion that it was deeply confusing for the short one.

"You know…you do not need to follow me everywhere like this. It's annoying." Zexion finally pointed out, finding the need to break the silence now.

His green eyes narrowing as he smiled, Marluxia turned to look at Zexion. "So? Maybe I enjoy getting on your nerves." He laughed as he watched the shorter one cringe at his remark.

If only you could stay with me like this a little longer…

The purple haired boy stood up and looked onto the horizon with a stern face. The gentle summer breeze danced with strands of his hair as he started to speak. "You do realize that after this, you are no longer going to exist, do you not, Marluxia?" Number six asked, not bothering to look back at the other.

With a deep sigh, Marluxia too stood and flipped his long pink hair. "I never existed. You…me… all of us… We never existed. I think I will manage." Marluxia noted with a half smile. "But you know, it would have been nice if we could have been real. Don't you think so?"

"Hmm…" The shorter one sounded as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Why Twilight Town? Why have this be your burial ground?" Zexion questioned, spinning around to face the taller pink haired member.

"Well…" Marluxia started, shuffling his feet bashfully. "It reminds me of you."

"What the hell? How does this place remind you of me?" Zexion retorted, his visage furrowing angrily as if insulted.

Without an immediate answer, Marluxia strolled right over to Zexion's side and sat down. "It doesn't exist."

"…You don't either…" Number six scoffed as he inched away from his sitting friend. "Anyhow… I think you should have picked a better place to spend your last day…"

"Hey, let's get some ice cream." Marluxia said, suddenly changing the subject.

"What?"

"You heard me. Let's get some ice cream." The pink haired assassin repeated as he took a stand once again. "C'mon… I know you have short legs, but you shouldn't be that slow." He said tauntingly before taking a leap off of the building and making a dash down the street and up the ramp to Market Street.

Sneering irritably, Zexion chased after number eleven. Once he caught up to him in Market Street, the taller pink haired member had already bought three bars of sea salt ice cream. Giving the grinning pink haired man an annoyed glare, Zexion sighed before asking, "Why did you get three? There are only two of us."

"I'm taller. I get to eat more. So, two for me, and one for you." Marluxia teased as he gave one of the three ice cream bars to Zexion and quickly returned to lick the side of the one in his right hand before stopping a drip from the one in his left.

"You…" Zexion started, his body shuddering slightly from fury. Taking a deep breath, he calmed down. Being with Marluxia for extended periods of time had a way of raising his blood pressure, but he did not necessarily mind. Infact, he kind of enjoyed it. Marluxia was just lucky that Zexion was as patient as he is otherwise, there would be a serious problem. "…agitate me so much." The short one scoffed before licking at his ice cream.

"Zexy, this ice cream is weird tasting… Do you want mine?" Marluxia cringed as he held the bar in his left hand away from him as if it was a diseased object.

His eyes narrowing, Zexion glared at Marluxia and growled, "No, I do not want your nasty half-eaten ice cream. Next time, you shouldn't get two unless you know you like it."

"But I know you like it." Marluxia grinned devilishly as Zexion forcefully snatched the ice cream bar out of his hand. "See?"

"Shut up…" Zexion muttered as he hesitatingly licked at Marluxia's ice cream bar. It taste like flowers…Wait, how would I know what flowers taste like? Do they taste the way they smell? For some reason unknown to him, the ice cream bar that Marluxia just recently handed him tastes better than the other one he's been eating. Unable to comprehend that, Zexion's brows furrowed.

"What, am I really that gross to you? Honestly, that is quite insulting, that look on your face. Personally, I know that I am quite gorgeous. You can't deny it." Marluxia said, twirling a lock on pink hair in his finger as he sucked on the ice cream bar he held in his right hand.

"No…it's just that…it's really good…" Zexion said, his eyes widening in confusion.

"Do you want this one too, then?" Marluxia offered, looking as if he was about to upchuck.

"Yes, but you have to take this one…" Zexion said quietly, switching his original ice cream bar with the one in Marluxia's hand. "You have to eat it all, okay?" The short one said as he finished the first bar that Marluxia gave him and started on the second. The second bar had even more of a flowery aroma. Zexion shuddered at the taste of it.

Watching Zexion eat, Marluxia observed his behavior. "Hey, Sexion, you look like your having an orgasm over there… What's up with that?" He asked with a sly look on his face.

"Shut up! It's just good ice cream!" Zexion retorted as he turned away.

Marluxia laughed before tasting the ice cream bar that Zexion handed him. "Hey, Sexion, do you use some kind of strawberry breath mint?"

"What? I don't know… I use that…Oh dear, Lexaeus…" Zexion's voice trailed off as he made a thoughtful face. "That might have been that… But I brushed my teeth since then, you know…"

"What?" Marluxia asked with his green eyes opened wide. "What the hell does Lexaeus have anything to do with this?"

"Well, he made me do this…" Zexion said quietly before engulfing the ice cream bar with his mouth and making some inappropriate gestures with his tongue. Number eleven just stood with his mouth wide open. Obviously, there was something about his friend he had yet to know. "And that's not all…"

"Okay! Unless you want to show me first hand, I'd rather not hear anymore." Marluxia said, cutting Zexion off in case he was going to he was going to tell, or rather, show him more. "So, you two… are you in love?"

"Cut it out, Marluxia. We are nobodies. We can't love." Zexion sneered as he finished his ice cream in an acceptable manner.

Marluxia grew quiet before rushing forward and locking lips with Zexion. The short one's arms flailed about as if pleading for life. Though his body seems to want freedom, he thoroughly enjoyed the taste inside Marluxia's mouth. It was the same taste as the two ice cream bars he had given him; flowers and sea salt ice cream. Soon his body gave in and he laced his fingers behind Marluxia's neck, only to find that number eleven would pull away all too soon.

Pulling back, Marluxia frowned. "Did you feel anything?"

"Um…maybe. Did you?"

"Kind of… I think I liked it." The member with the pink hair muttered under his breath. "It was…"

"Like ice cream."

If only you did not have to melt away like ice cream in my mouth… I pray to keep you, and if I had a heart, I would give it to you.