Flurry of One Hundred Dancing Flames
25 – Puzzle
Axel was a mystery, an encrypted message, a frozen mask –
A puzzle.
You couldn't figure him out until all the pieces were together. Unfortunately, Axel had hidden the pieces very well.
Xion had half his puzzle figured, but pieces were absent.
It maddened her to no end. Why would his eyes smile, but his mouth not or vice versa?
Why was he always there when she needed him? How did he know exactly what to say?
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Why wasn't he there now?
Resigned that he wouldn't come, she slid down the wall.
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Axel slid down onto the floor beside her and pulled her head onto his chest.
"You're a puzzle," she whispered.
"And you're my missing piece," he replied. Xion held him tighter, molding to his side.
Axel always knew what to say.