Pairing: Marluxia/Zexion
Comment: I changed my name. My former name was silverdragon87 but now, it's ryuutsukihime.
Also...it's been quite a while since I've written a fic. It's a second for me to have written a KH fic and a first on Marluxia/Zexion so I hope you liked this story. Apparently, I've hardly any clue when I wrote this so it's a bit on the random-ish side. Short and random.
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Staring contently over each sentence of a thick novel, Zexion tilted his head back slightly against the plush couch to a small round window above large selves of books in the library. He was waiting for someone.
But unfortunately for him, that person was already three minutes late. He hated this type of behavior, even though he never felt such vexation. After all, he was a Nobody. Nobodies weren't meant to feel emotions, for none had a heart in the first place...or so he thought.
Four minutes late. It had been four minutes and still no appearance.
Zexion fingered the edge of one of the pages, his eyes suddenly lingered to the large white double doors. He wondered why he had agreed to meet him in the first place. There wasn't a reason why he should.
Five minutes late. With a small grimace, he closed the book and placed it on the table next to the couch. He grew tired of waiting.
Just as he was about to get up, the doors flew open and in stepped Marluxia, the master of Castle Oblivion.
"You're late." Zexion spoke up, his voice passive.
Giving the shorter man a smirk, Marluxia strode by and replied, rather tauntingly, "Maa, I am not late at all. You're just early."
By the time the taller man stood face to face with him, Zexion questioned, "So why have you called me here?"
Marluxia simply leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "To see you. You have been ignoring me, hm?"
"…No. You know we can't express anything of the sort while other members are present. I even wondered why we have even bother to start something as ridiculous as this."
"I don't see what's the problem with it." The Graceful Assassin sat down, pulling the other man to his lap as he did. "It's a relationship we had both agreed upon."
"I doubt there's a relationship. All we had was sex." Zexion responded, his gloved hand reaching up and held onto the taller man's shoulder. "Nothing more."
"Maybe so. Then I'd ask why would you come back to me. Do you wish for something more?"
More?...He'd ask the same question. Does he want more?
Pushing himself off from the other man's lap, he headed out the door, but not without giving Marluxia a soft reply. "Maybe I do. You wouldn't though."
Upon watching the door close with a slight creak, the taller man leaned back against the couch, tilting his head a bit and thinking, 'Zexion-koi...you're very much mistaken.'