"Aw, c'mon, Zen. Smile!"

The man sat at the top of the stairs, his knee propping up his elbow and his elbow propping up his head. A frown hung on his face, complementing his sad azure eyes. He was hunched over, having no will to sit correctly. His entire being radiated unmistakably sadness. For what reason? No one knew.

But it concerned his redhead friend greatly.

He didn't like it when his friends were sad. And he disliked it even more when he could not do anything about it. He stood up from his previous seat next to him, and stood up in front of him, a step or so down. He crossed his arms.

"Zendrax, can't you tell me what's wrong?"

The black haired man only shook his head weakly, his eyes still dull and clouded over with sadness.

Rixon frowned. "Zen…"

After some time, Zendrax finally replied, softly, "I'm okay." But his friend wasn't buying it.

"C'mon, Zen. I don't like it when you're sad." He said, sincerely. "It makes me sad to see you like this…"

"Sorry…"

The man sighed, and ran a hand through his crimson locks. Looks like I'll have to make him smile… he thought, racking his brain for any possible means of doing so. He conjured a few ideas and juggled them, but none he particularly liked. But what did he have to lose through trying?

The next six minutes or so, The Superior told joke after joke, the best ones he knew, hoping to at least crack a smile from his companion, but to no avail. He simply wasn't smiling.

"If you don't smile," Rixon threatened at last, "then…I'll…tickle you…?"

Zendrax flicked his gaze up at the mind, slightly disturbed, but still very sad.

Rixon frowned deeply. That wasn't the expression he had been hoping for…

The black haired man sighed, and prepared to look away. But before he could, Rixon began to flail his hands around wildly, jumping from foot to foot, desperate to keep his attention and to get at least a glimmer of a smile from him.

"Heh, don't I look funny?!" Rixon shouted, still dancing in that ludicrous manner. "Don't you want to just laugh at me??"

His friend's expression was unreadable, but faintly disturbed and slightly afraid.

Rixon cursed mentally, and picked up the silliness of his dancing. He just had to keep doing this until he saw just the tiniest, littlest smile—

And that's when he tripped.

And lost his balance.

The redhead stepped backwards by accident, and began his rough, painful descent down the stairs. Every few steps or so he screeched or screamed, partially from the shock of falling and partially from the pain.

From the top of the stairs, Zendrax watched, his eyes wide with an unreadable emotion.

After what seemed like forever (but was really only a minute or so), Rixon hit the bottom of the stairs, landing in an awkward and uncomfortable position. He groaned sorely, too bruised up and dizzy to even bother to try righting himself, let alone get up.

There was an odd silence, before the most wonderful sound rang out.

Laughter.

Rixon's purple eyes craned to look up, and saw his friend was beside himself in laughter. His blue-sparked-with-red eyes were alive and clear and shining, his depressed demeanor gone and replaced with the soft, friendly one he usually had. He laughed and laughed, and hard, too. It was not that he wasn't concerned for his friend; the moment was just too funny NOT to laugh at.

Despite his discomfort, Rixon couldn't help but smile.

After settling down a bit, the dark angel smiled down at his companion, a hint of laughter still on his lips and in his eyes.

"Thanks, Rix." He said, smiling more.

The redhead grinned.

"Heh…anything for you, Zen."

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LOL…

This was written for a friend, to hopefully cheer him up a bit :3

Rixon belongs to Cyxrus, and Zendrax belongs to Zendrax. X3

Hope you liked it, Zen :)