Friends

Chapter 4

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts. Sadly, it does in fact belong to Square Enix.

Xion stared at Zexion for a moment, tears caught in her eyes. After a while, she shook her head.

"N-no. I... I'm fine," she trailed off after a while, continuing her walk. Zexion slowly moved the car forward.

"Xion, it's fine. I mean it. It's getting pretty cold out." He looked up at the sky, looking at the darkening clouds. "And, I think it may rain."

Xion looked up into the sky and stopped walking.

"Only if you're sure," the girl said, voice ready to break.

"Of course I am." The young man parked his car and slid out of it, running to the other side to open the door for the saddened girl. She shot a thankful look at him, then got into the car.

"So, what's eating you?" Zexion asked as he closed the driver's side door behind him. The blue-eyed girl sniffed repeatedly, not answering his question as she dug around her backpack. "Here," he said, reaching across her and pulling some Kleenex out of the glove compartment.

"Thank you." she muttered, blowing her nose into the tissues. After a few more moments, she cleared her throat. "Nothing, it's nothing."

Knowing this was an obvious lie, he decided to let matters lay as they were.

"So," he started, changing the topic. "Where should I drop you off?"

Xion sniffed once more. "You really don't have to, it's not that far away to walk."

"Where should I drop you off?" he repeated himself. The black-haired girl sighed as she told him an address.

As Zexion drove, Xion pulled her iPhone out of her pocket, plugging some headphones in and putting them in her ears. Zexion sighed at the girl, wondering about her. He had only known her for a day, less actually, but he had gotten farther with her friendship-wise than anyone else in a long time... No. Zexion thought, shaking his head as he looked toward the road. People will only hurt you. No, don't be so selfish. Just help people as much as you can. Your emotions don't matter as long as someone else gains from your loss. His eyes glazed over as the words in his mind registered completely.

"You can just stop here," Xion said, saving him from himself. He looked up and saw Xion, backpack slung over her shoulder. They were in front of a nicer hotel, about half an hour away from the school. And to think, she as going to walk there... Zexion silently prayed she had been walking to a bus stop...

The Cloaked Schemer looked around at the hotel, confusion heavy in his mind. Why would Xion be in a place like this?

"Are you sure?" As he spoke, Xion opened the door.

"Yes, thank you so very much for this. I owe you one. See you on Monday, Zexion." she said, sliding out of the car and running into the front doors. Zexion peered inside the glass door. Xion walked to the front desk and bowed. The brown-haired man behind the desk appeared to be angry, and when he had finished yelling, Xion smiled widely and ran off. Zexion looked on, confused. What was that? He wondered, parking the car and getting out of the car. His feet controlled his mind as he walked through the glass doors to the front desk.

"Hello, sir. Welcome to The Generic Fancy Hotel. Do you have a room reserved?" the man behind the desk asked, much more agreeable than a few minutes earlier.

"No, I apologize. One of my..." he trailed off, searching for a word. "Friends... came in here, and I was wondering why she was here." Zexion explained, tapping his fingers against the marble counter-top.

"I'm afraid I can't help you. Now, if you have no business here, I must ask you to leave, young man," the man, Zelix, his name-tag said, told him, slightly irritated. "Thank you for stopping by."

"Hmph." Zexion glanced around the room, looking for Xion one last time. A dark blue eye peered from behind a pillar, covered with glasses. Xion wore a housekeeping outfit, and disappeared behind the pillar again. Zexion opened up his Lexicon, flipping to an empty page. He waved his hand over it and his contact information appeared on the page. He ripped the page out and walked toward the front doors, dropping the piece of paper as he walked. After he was in his car, Xion walked over to the paper and picked it up, mouthing a silent thanks to Zexion. He looked at her, still feeling a bit confused. Oh well. Don't want to be too nosy. Who knows what memories that could uncover? With that, his eyes glazed over once again and he drove off into the evening, mind full.

Xion picked up the piece of paper, smiling. Watching Zexion speed off, she was happy that she actually made a friends. She put the paper in her pocket as she walked over to Zelix, now in her full uniform. Her white nurse like-shoes squeaked noisily against the shiny marble floor, making the sound she had accustomed herself to over the years. She pulled the earbuds out of her ears and finished her walk to the front desk, admiring once again how much marble was in the old hotel.

"I'm in uniform now," Xion muttered, leaning against the front desk as she talked to the one in charge.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you, dear. I just get so worried," the brown-haired man sighed.

"He's just a friend, not even. We just met today." she said, looking into his eyes. She looked down and polished her glasses, a bit nervous.

"I just don't want you to get too close to him. We don't need a repeat of what happened at the last school." Zelix looked down at his papers, stacking them against the countertop.

"I know. I'm sorry, dad."

A/N: Hm... This was supposed to be better... Anyway, BOOM! Feel that power! Xion has a dad now... And my head-canon's very confusing right now, so bear with me, please. Thank you to Walker of Nothing and Schemer of Oblivion for reviewing!