Good bye.
Zexion and Demyx spend their days together whenever possible. It was a happy time for both of them, until the Superior decided it was better if the schemer joined the underground group at castle oblivion.
The night before he had to go, Demyx visited Zexion, smiling sadly at him. ''You won't get hurt, or? You're far too intelligent for that.'' He tried to bring back his cheerful self, but his tearcloaked voice showed how concerned he was. That was not the musician, Zexion wanted to keep in mind.
Smiling, he took the other nobodie's hand in his own and brought it to his lips. For a second, he just stood and smelled, drowning in memories.
''I'm flattered you think so, but you're right. I'll come back soon. Most likely in one piece.'' in reality, he knew nothing and could not predict anything, but not seeing Demyx upset was worth the lie. ''I hope so. And don't you dare die! I would never forgive you.'' the nocturne said, not totally believing his own words.
Holding their combinated hands against his chest, Zexion replied: ''No need for that. You won't get away from me that easily.''
He stood on the tips of his toes and tried to make his words seem true by sealing them with a kiss. They said nothing until dawn, being busy with other things than lying. Then he was gone and left Demyx to wait for him. Maybe forever.
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