Aerrow: We have managed to wake Rose up, so she can post the next chapter!
Zexion: If she lets go of me…*looks down at leg*
Me: *clinging onto Zexion's leg* ILOVEYOUILOVEYOU…!
Zexion: Are you sure you aren't a Zexion fangirl?
Me: *jumps up* Of course! You'll see why I'm so happy! This is one of my favorite chapters! And you're about to see why! Now, LET'S CONTINUE WITH THE STORY!
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts; this was purely fan-made and in no way should profit out of this.
However, I DO own Chance, and he cannot be used without my permission!
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CHAPTER X: Fresh
The blood poured onto the floor, splattering the white carpet with red blood. Zexion stared at Cenchax. Did he really feel like this was the only way? There were so many other things he could try...counseling, talking about his problems, distracting himself…
"Cenchax…why…?"
"Nothing else works…I've tried counseling. After the first session, I felt violated; it's giving your secrets to a complete stranger. Talking about my problems hasn't helped yet, and I haven't found anything that could occupy my attention long enough to make me forget…" It was almost like Cenchax had read Zexion's mind.
He looked down at his wrist. "I hate doing it, but it feels so good…Like my pains just dripping out of me…it's the only way for me to forget about the pain, even if only for a little while…"
Zexion felt torn between sympathy and shock, if he could feel, that is. On one hand, Cenchax was trying to die; that annoyed him that he thought it was the only way. But, maybe for him, it was…And Cenchax was his friend, no matter how much he wanted to die…
"I don't want to talk about why I'm like this…not right now…But you have to know two things. One, I know that I'm hurting every single one of my friends by doing this. It makes the pain even worse, though, and I can never say how sorry I am…and two, if it weren't for what I've had to go through, I'd never be like this…"
Zexion stared at the Nobody. He was so complicated. One moment, he was perfectly fine. The next moment, he was slashing his wrists. What could've been so bad that he had to go suicidal…?
Whatever it was, Zexion knew it would have to wait. Cenchax was already in enough pain at the moment, physically and mentally. Even though his healing powers would kick in, most likely…
But, he had to do something…
Cenchax sighed. He knew that Zexion would never be able to understand why he had to cut. He needed to in order to release the emotions he had pent up inside him. They flowed out of his body in the blood from his wrists. It felt good, too. He despised every moment of it…but it was the only way that he could release all the anger, all the sadness, all the shock, all the pain…
Suddenly, Zexion sat next to him and wrapped an arm around Cenchax. Cenchax looked at the Nobody in surprise. The weapon lay forgotten on the floor, a few feet away, but right now, Zexion and Cenchax focused on each other. Zexion rubbed Cenchax's uncut arm, smiling at him.
"I know that I can never understand what you've gone through…even if you told me. But, I'll be there, no matter what…I mean, that's what friends are for, right?"
Cenchax stared up at Zexion, unable to say anything. Guilt and warmth battled inside him. The pain was pushed aside for a moment, not enough to completely eradicate it, but enough to be able to focus on Zexion. Tears welled up in his eyes. I don't deserve friends…
He started to cry. He couldn't help it; in the course of two days, he had died, been brought somewhere he didn't even know, made a new best friend that he could never replace…It was all so fast and almost scary…and everyone was too nice to him…
Zexion wasn't exactly expecting Cenchax to cry, but he knew that Cenchax was going to react somehow. He let Cenchax cry into him, rubbing his arm.
"Zexion…I hate myself…I don't deserve anything…" Cenchax sobbed.
"Cenchax, that's wrong. I don't know why, but you are what you are, and right now, you can't fix it. That's okay. Just because you're like this doesn't mean you don't deserve anything…You'll find a way…"
Zexion knew right then and there that he and Cenchax would be best friends. Zexion had a new person to read with; a second book buddy, someone to talk to, someone to spend all night discussing with, someone who'd accept him the way he was. And Cenchax had his person to confide in, someone to cry to, someone who saw exactly who he was, the good and the bad, and looked over the bad to appreciate the good, and even come to understand the bad.
Zexion had Lexaeus, true. He also had Demyx and Roxas, and Axel if he was in the right mood. He had Marluxia and Larxene…
But right now, he knew that Cenchax was his most important friend right now, because Cenchax didn't just need a friend. He needed a best friends, one he could trust with his non-existent life, one who knew when to stop prying, on who would let him cry on their shoulder. Cenchax had found that in Zexion, and no one else there. Maybe it was because it was their similar hairstyles. Maybe it was because it was Zexion who he met first. Maybe it was the fact that Zexion had been there for him this entire time, looking over him.
But Zexion now knew that he had to be the older brother, even though he was shorter than Cenchax. Because Cenchax needed a brother in all but blood. And Zexion knew that he had to be that brother.
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Wow, this part is extremely short…
I LOVE YOU ZEXION! YOU ARE THE NICEST PERSON I HAVE EVER MET!
Zexion: You've destroyed all the characters in this story! I mean, I'm NEVER that nice to people! And have you SEEN Marluxia in the game! He acts nothing like-
Me: I DO NOT CARE! Cenchax makes EVERYONE act differently!
Zexion: ...True...True...
I LOVE THIS CHAPTER SO MUCH! Zexion is so nice to Cenchax, and they hardly know each other...He understands him...*sniff* I can't believe something so bad can lead to something so good...*cries in happiness*
Zexion: How am I to react to all this…?
Darren: Just walk away slowly. She usually doesn't notice till later!
Me: HEY! …Wait, you do have a point…
Zexion: *snickers*
-Cat's Eye