Nama smiled as the blue haired man leaned on her shoulder. She opened the door and set Zexion in the white iron wrought chair.
Saix was on the sofa, stroking Dimitri's hair. The small boy had woken up from a nightmare he had, but had fallen asleep about twenty minutes ago.
The scarred man saw the two walk in and nodded towards them. Nama stood behind Zexion, her lips on his shoulder and tears in her eyes.
"I'm so glad you're home with us."
The small man nodded and gave her a slight smile. "Nama, darling?"
A tear of joy rolled down her face. "Yes, Zexion?"
"Will you please get me something to wear? Wearing boxers and Demyx's hoodie makes me feel out of place."
She stood up and smiled. "Of course, my darling!" The girl planted a kiss on his cheek then walked to the bedroom.
"Zexion. I thought you had died." The man with the marred face said, still stroking the boy's head. "I'm glad you didn't."
"Is-is that Dimitri, Saix?" Zexion's voice was tired and thick. He got up from the seat with difficulty and walked over to the pale blue sofa. The man's hand reached out and he rubbed his hair. "Oh, wow. He's. He's."
Saix nodded. "A carbon copy of you. The only difference is he parts his hair to the other side. He doesn't eat unhealthy things. The boy loves to read and he loves his mother very much." A small smile came from The Lunar Diviner.
Nama stood in the doorway of her bedroom, listening to their conversation.
"It's not that hard to love her. She's so nice and caring." Zexion said with a smile on his face.
"She is nice. The girl is a perfect match for you, Zexion." Saix stood up and handed Dimitri to Zexion. "I must go. You should rest up."
The sky blue haired man walked out of the door.
"Mnh….." Dimitri shifted in his father's arms for a second and settled down. His hair was muddled and in his face.
Zexion lightly brushed a few strands of hair from his face and gave a weak smile.
The child altered his position again and opened his eyes. "Momma?"
Nama sat on the sofa and drew him close her to her chest and kissed his head. "Morning, sweetheart. It's time to get up, but I was going to let you sleep in today. Saix told me you had a nightmare, darling." She gave her son a sugary smile and patted his head.
He dipped his head and gave a small pout. "Yes. In my dream, I had dreamt that you and Uncle Demy had left me all alone and never came back. Then I had to live with Xaldin and he was a meanie." The boy buried his face in his mother's chest and she wrapped her arms around the small frame.
"It's all right darling. Mommy's here." Her bottle green eyes looked at Zexion and smiled. "Dimi, I want you to meet someone, okay?"
"Who is it, mommy?" Dimitri asked, pulling away from her chest.
She ran her hand over his hair and smiled softly. "I want you to meet daddy." Nama kissed his head. "He's right behind you."
Dimitri turned around and looked at Zexion. Small tears had formed in the boy's cobalt eyes. He took a gasp and wrapped his arms around Zexion. "Daddy! I missed you. Where were you? Never leave again!" The hoodie on Zexion's torso was now wet with tears.
Zexion slowly wrapped his arms around Dimitri and patted his head. "It's ok, Dimitri. Dad. Daddy's here." Gradually, Zexion smiled. "Why don't you just go back to sleep, kiddo?" The words felt foreign in his mouth, but he knew he would become accustomed to it soon enough.
The boy nodded and gave Zexion a big smile as he kissed him on the cheek. "Night, daddy." He closed his eyes and shortly, he was asleep again, a small smirk on his face.
Zexion lifted him up and laid him on the sofa.
Nama was clutching the clothes she had for him. "That's so cute. So adorable. Oh, here are your clothes." She handed him the clothes.
He looked at the cloth in his hands and looked at Nama. "Why are you crying? Don't cry." Zexion lifted his hand up and wiped the teardrops from her face. He leaned in and kissed her.
"Zexion, you need to take a shower. Come on." She got up and helped Zexion up. He leaned on her shoulder and she helped him into the bathroom. Nama started to run the water in the garden bathtub.
Zexion had a miniscule smile on his face.
Nama turned around and smiled. She pulled the blue hoodie off and tossed it in the clothes hamper. The girl helped Zexion stand up again, and she pulled his shorts off. She took a step back and gasped. "Zexion, your body!"
The man's pale body had scars and new wounds on it. Some were words and others were just symbols.
Zexion looked down and shut his eyes. "I know." He stepped into the tub and sighed softly.
Nama picked a large cup up and dumped water over Zexion's head.
"Nama?" Zexion said softly.
The girl looked at him and tilted her head. "What is it darling?" She sat up, pushing Zexion's arms up.
He cupped her face and tipped her face up. Slowly, he kissed her. "Thank you for saving me. I'm so glad I get to see you and Dimitri."
Nama pressed his lips against his again. "I'm glad I can see you again. So glad." She smiled as she felt his arms drape over her and pulled her close.
"Nama?" The male asked again.
She replied softly. "Yes?"
He smiled and pulled her closer. "I love you."
She blinked slowly and smiled. "I love you."
They fell asleep, arms around each other.
A knock came from the front door, quiet at first, then growing.
Nama walked into the living room and opened the door to a woman with black hair and red, white and electric blue streaks in it. Be her side was a little girl, hardly five years old, with flaming red hair.