Roxas didn't mean to enter Marluxia's private gardens, it was merely curiosity. His blue eyes were wide as he took in the multitude of colors. Scents bombarded him and wrapped him in a cocoon of heavenly smells. They lured him deeper and deeper in the utopia of vegetation.
The deeper the Keyblade wielding Nobody went the more lost and confused he became. After an hour of mindless wandering Roxas found himself lying down near a crimson rose bush in the soft, dark green grass. He smiled as he allowed his ungloved hand to glide over the blades' tips. A light laugh escaped him, feeling the grass tickle his palm gently. It wasn't long before tan eyelids fell over oceanic blue eyes.
Marluxia paused in his walk, seeing blond and black that didn't belong in this section of his vast garden. A smirk formed on soft pink lips as he took in the slumbering teen. Roxas's lips were parted slightly, the grass in front of that tempting mouth moving with every breath. He was laying on his stomach, one hand acting as a pillow and the other palm down on the grass. But what stood out the greatest to the Graceful Assassin was the rose petals that had fallen around and on the sleeping Nobody. Greater still was the beauty Marluxia saw with those dark petals in fair blond hair.
The metallic pink haired Nobody softly sat down near the younger member. He wondered how Roxas would look when he opened his eyes, those bright blue eyes so full of energy and emotion they didn't have. The temptation was too great for Marluxia so he remained sitting, waiting for The Key of Destiny to wake.
A loud yawn signaled Roxas's awaking. His eyes opened, showing The World That Never Was his sleep glazed blue eyes. He sat up, not noticing the crimson petals rolling harmlessly off his body or the petals that clung desperately to his hair. What he did notice was the grinning assassin sitting less than a yard away.
"I'm sorry Marluxia! I didn't mean to enter your garden. I didn't even know it was yours, but then you do like flowers..." Roxas found himself standing as he paused in the middle of his rant. "I'm sorry." His voice sounded submissive, his oceanic blue eyes downcast and his shoulders were sagged. A sharp gasp escaped Roxas and his eyes snapped to meet sapphire orbs as Marluxia's hand cupped his cheek and the other ran through his hair once.
Marluxia couldn't help but love, if they had hearts to feel such an emotion, the feel of Roxas's soft hair mixed sinfully with the velvet texture of the rose petals. "Don't worry about it, Roxas." The teen's blue eyes shined brightly at hearing he wasn't in trouble and brighter they shined when he heard his name. He was used to everyone but Axel calling him thirteen, not Roxas.
"Thanks Marlu-" The Keyblade wielder's sentence died when he felt Marluxia's lips ghost his own. He was shocked and stood there, with rose petals in his hair, as the grinning Graceful Assassin left him.