"What did you say your name was again?"
Zexion looked up at the older bluenette, licking his sea-salt ice cream. "Zexion. Yours?"
"Saix," the other glanced away before glancing back. "May I sit here?"
Zexion shrugged, but moved his bag to make room for the other. He nibbled a little of his ice cream, crushing it against the roof of his mouth.
Saix nodded slightly and sat down, taking a sip of his carbonated soda. "Thank you…"
"It's nothing," Zexion shrugged.
The two sat in amicable silence for a few long moments, until Saix asked, "what are you eating?"
"Sea salt ice cream," Zexion murmured, licking his lips contentedly. "My friend Axel turned me on to it."
"Oh?" Saix cocked a thin blue eyebrow. He'd heard of Axel -who in the school hadn't?- but it was never anything good. Apparently the teen was a lazy lay-about who skipped class far too often and was entirely useless.
"Would you like a taste?" Zexion smirked at the bluenette, waving the popsicle temptingly.
"Sure," Saix smirked, leaning forward. He took a nibble off the top, licking his lips satisfactorily. "Not bad."
"I know," Zexion sucked on the blue popsicle seductively. "It's my favorite flavor."
"I can tell," Saix chuckled lightly, "your lips are blue. And freezing, I'll bet."
"Would you like to warm them up for me?" Zexion pursed his lips.
"I'd love too," Saix smirked, leaning forward to press their lips together. He brushed back Zexion's thick navy blue hair, brushing his thumb over a finely shaped, narrow eyebrow.
Across the cafeteria, a certain red-head was staring in shock. "Well hot damn," he whistled.
"Hm?" Roxas looked up from his own sea salt ice cream curiously.
"Little Zexy moves fast," Axel laughed, pointing out the lip-locked blue-haired male teenagers.
"Holy sh-" Roxas exclaimed incredulously. "Is that really him?"
"That would be correct," Axel patted his petite boyfriend's head. "Isn't it adorable?"
"You've got some freaky taste if you think sucking face is adorable," Roxas smacked Axel's hand away irritably.
"Only if it's you or Zexy," Axel cackled.
"Think I could entice you to go on a date with me?" Saix asked softly against Zexion's sufficiently warmed lips.
"Of course," Zexion chuckled, "You'd be foolish not to, and I know Saix is no fool."