A Hundred of Her Memories

by Timber Wolf of Purity

Xion - A Replica. A puppet. But who says she can't make memories of her own? With a heartless assassin and a nobody with a heart for friends, anything is possible. Why not falling in love? "I couldn't have done it without my trusty side-kick." "Side-kick? I prefer partner-in-crime at worst, and your-illustrious-highness at best." In the end, true love will conquer over evil.

26. Hunger

A Hundred of Her Memories

26 - Hunger

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Xion searched for the library. That's where Zexion was and she needed to know something.

There it is… She tiptoed in. Zexion was lounging on a couch, reading.

Xion crept up and sat across from him.

He sighed. "What is it, Xion?"

"I um…I…I'm missing something…" She stumbled over her words. "…and I don't know, I don't know..." she trailed off.

"Could you…elaborate?"

"I don't know! And it's driving me crazy!"

Zexion suddenly set his book down and gazed at Xion closely. She stared back, examining his face, silver hair, the quirk he had of rubbing the knuckle of his forefinger against his lips.

He chuckled quietly and sat back, reading his book.

"Wha-what is it?" Xion asked.

Zexion smirked. "You simply hunger for knowledge."

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In Christ,

Timber Wolf