A/N: This chapter is, as requested, about Sora/Xion. Enjoy! :D
Thanks: lanterns, The Masked Wanderer, marshmallow7, Christopher Scott and caitlinkeitorin.
85. Imagination
Imagination was a great thing, a gift from the kindest gods. According to Sora's mother, her son had a lot of it. Sora himself didn't mind that much, though, for he never was bored anymore.
Wasn't it funny? If he just used a little of that imagination, he could make Kairi's hair look shorter. Heck, he could even make it change from color. He had to admit that black hair looked really good on her. Almost like…
Something inside Sora, near his heart, twisted painfully. He felt how a tear rolled down his cheek. The question was…why was he crying?
A/N: Hope you liked it. Happy Holidays! :)