Yoru: Well, since I was gone so long, I'll go ahead and post this one too.

Kuronue: This one is also on DeviantArt.

Yoru: For MisterCreamPie - gimme a squeal on this site, too, please.


Eleven: Xigbar x Zexion - Beach Party


It was just a fact of life that Zexion hated beach parties.

He hated brightly colored beach balls. He hated margaritas. He hated how Larxene looked in her bikini…especially how Larxene looked in her bikini.

And Lord, did he hate volleyball.

But Axel dragged him to the beach party anyway.

So he sat on the beach as far away from the water as possible, with a book. He hadn't even removed his cloak. Granted, he was wearing trunks under it to assuage Axel's incessant nagging, but damned if Axel would get him to actually take a swim.

A cold, orange drink was suddenly shoved in his face.

"Here ya go, Zexy."

"Number II, if you call me Zexy one more time…"

"Sorry, sorry. Anyway, I bought this for you, so you better drink it."

Zexion took the drink grudgingly and sipped it. He had been expecting alcohol, but there was not a taste of it to be found.

"Thank you, II."

"I won't call you Zexy anymore if you stop calling me II." Xigbar settled next to Zexion, orange-and-red swim trunks almost glaring in the sun.

"Fine. Xigbar."

"Why aren't you in your swimsuit?" Xigbar asked, actually wondering how Zexion could survive the heat in his black leather cloak.

"I don't intend to swim."

"But it's hot!"

"And I dislike swimming."

Xigbar sighed in annoyance, "Is there anything you like?"

"I like this drink you got me." Zexion was trying hard to ignore Xigbar, but it was hard with the man so close and half-naked…wait, that didn't sound right. It was because he was talking while Zexion was trying to read.

"Well, I guess that's something. Come on, go for a swim with me."

"No."

Xigbar suddenly pounced on Zexion, pinning him to the ground. In his shock, Zexion couldn't even struggle. With an unnecessary flourish, Xigbar unzipped Zexion's cloak and flung it away, leaving Zexion in his blue swimming trunks.

"Xigbar! What if I hadn't been wearing those?!"

"Eh, Axel told me you were. So there."

"Get off of me this instant."

"Okay." Xigbar crawled off of Zexion, only to scoop him up bridal-style and carry him toward the water.

"XIGBAR! LET GO! DON'T YOU DARE DROP ME IN THAT WATER!"

Xigbar smirked. "Awww, Zexion, don't be mad. All I want is for you to have some fun."

"XIG…" And then the water hit. Zexion came up spluttering, wiping his hair from his face, "Dammit, I hate you…"

No answer. Zexion looked up to see Xigbar staring at him.

"What?"

"Has anyone ever told you that you're beautiful?"

Long silence.

"…what?"

Again, Xigbar didn't answer. He reached out and touched Zexion's face, following a droplet of water down his cheek.

"Xigbar…"

And then they were kissing.

Zexion didn't hate this beach party anymore.