Stare.
Sora felt strangely conscious as he walked through the halls of Castle Oblivion. He had the strangest urge to cling onto Goofy's arm and use him as a cover to fight off the sensation.
Stare. Stare. Stareeee.
Ugh, maybe he's going crazy? Well it did make sense considering how memories he didn't remember was starting to crawl its way into his brain. He stared to pout, as he felt the odd sensation of being watched intensify.
He shuddered as he huddled closer to his confused friends. "Come on guys! To the next room!" He spoke hurriedly as he grabbed both their hands and practically ran, while dragging them to the next door.
Once the hallway was empty, a figure stepped out from the shadows. His arms was crossed as dark eyes followed the back side of the retreating keyblade master. His blank face slowly quirked into a smirk. "My, my. No wonder Marluxia is so insistant on making him his puppet..." The lavender haired man chuckled as he ran his hand through his nicely maintained hair.
"A pity he wasn't the one that woke up in the basement area." With that Zexion continued to walk further down the hall to do what he'd like to eloquently put as "Sora-watching".
A/N: Wow, sorry for the lame chapter. Writing a ZexionSora was harder than I thought it'd be! He ended up being OOC and stalker-y. Ah, at least it's humorous somewhat...maybe? Yeah.
