AN: Inspired by a picture on deviantART - link is in my profile. As ever, the characters don't belong to me - I just borrow them and do strange things with them.
"I can't do this any more." Zexion, who isn't really given to dramatics like some of us are, declared loudly as he arrived back in the castle, and promptly collapsed onto the largest sofa, much to the disgust of Larxene.
"Can't do what, Zex?"
"How many times have I asked you not to call me that?"
"Let's see… more than I care to remember." I sit down next to him, and he rests his head on my lap. "What happened, Zexion?"
"That Riku kid happened."
I know that's as much as I'm going to get out of him, at least until he cheers up. So, while he's practically in my lap, I start playing with his hair. Usually, he gets annoyed when I do this – he doesn't like getting it messed up. Today, though, he doesn't argue – he just lets me get on with it. It seems to be calming him down, anyway.
One of his hands reaches out for mine, and our fingers twine together. If he wants comforting, and he clearly does, then that's what I'm going to do, regardless of the disapproval it gets from Xemnas. I don't care what he thinks, anyway. Zexion is far more important to me than anyone's approval.
AN: I'm not used to writing this pairing - did I make a complete mess of it? I won't know unless you review.