Friends

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts in not mine...

Zexion's eyes shut. All traces of light left them as he fell to the ground, head in his hands.

"Z-Zexion!" Xion yelled, catching him before he could crash against the floor. The space under the stairs warped into a place that looked like nowhere. A wind picked up, an even darker darkness appearing in the middle, Heartless swarming through it. Zexion did not respond as he looked around frantically, trying to pinpoint the location of his Lexicon. The colors of the world around him slowly faded to black as the creatures of his nightmares started to get closer to them. Xion cried out, a Shadow grabbing her by the leg. Her dark-blue eyes slowly filled with tears as more Heartless emerged from the darkness, seeking the being full of light. Xion.

"Z-Zexion!" she screamed, the sound becoming more and more muffled as the Heartless attempted to pull her into the darkness. Zexion was aware of the situation, and needed his Lexicon... Where was his Lexicon?! He needed it before it was too late...

o.o.o.o.o.o.

Xion opened her eyes in a new place. It was a white room, purer than anything she had ever seen. There was a large table in the middle of the room, with two chairs on each side. Xion looked around the large room. There were many drawings on the walls, done in colored pencil, no, crayon. She walked over to the table and looked at the chairs, realizing she wasn't alone.

"Hello," Namine said, looking up from her drawing. There were several crayons scattered all over her side of the table, some on the floor. Namine had been drawing a picture, amazing as usual. It looked like Roxas, Axel, and a girl...

"Who are you? Hey, aren't you... Uh... Namine?" Xion asked, standing behind the other white chair.

"Yes. And you are Xion." She returned to her drawing.

"Where am I?"

"Somewhere. Or nowhere. We all have secrets nobody could ever understand. Zexion's caused you to end up here."

"Wait, what? What am I supposed to do here? Where's Zexion?"

"Somewhere. Or nowhere. You'll know, soon enough." Namine stood up and walked out of the white double doors, leaving Xion to herself. Xion ran to the doors, knocking on them and trying to open them. But it was no use, they were locked.

"Wait! Namine! Don't lave me... alone... I just wanna get back to school..." Xion whispered, sliding down to her feet, her back against the doors. "What am I supposed to do now?"

o.o.o.o.o.o.

Zexion still searched for his Lexicon, desperate now. Xion had already been sucked into the darkness, and the Heartless were swarming through faster and faster. His mind was so full of despair, but he put it aside and had to find his Lexicon.

"Where..." Zexion walked around and finally found his Lexicon. Flipping through the pages hurriedly, he knew he didn't have much time before Xion would be lost to him forever. Once he saved her, he had to tell her they couldn't be friends anymore. He couldn't have a repeat of this. He would sooner hurt himself than someone else. He had made a mistake befriending this girl. He couldn't any longer.

Zexion finally found the illusion he was looking for. He cast away the Heartless back into the darkness, and everything returned to normal. The illusion was secure now. But, where was Xion?

o.o.o.o.o.o.

Xion quietly stood up and walked over to Namine's drawings. She couldn't just sit around moping. Who knows how long she'd be there? At a second glance, there were more than just crayons on the table. There were colored pencils, paints, oil pastels, markers, ink pens, and about any other thing you could think of. She figured she may as well draw something as she was waiting. She hoped Namine wouldn't mind. Plus, it served her right for abandoning her!

She picked up a mechanical pencil and started to draw a face. She lost herself in her drawing as she usually did, never sure sure of what she was drawing until it was done. After finishing the outline of her sketch in pencil, she realized she was drawing an anime Zexion. Giggling to herself, she inked in the image and colored it in.

"Perfect!" she praised, signing her name on the bottom.

"Are you ready to go?" Zexion said. Xion jumped out of her seat, hugging him. He pulled away, which caused Xion to hurt a bit. "Sorry..." she muttered as she folded up her drawing.

"Very well." He whispered some words, waving his hand. "Close your eyes." Xion did as she was told, clutching her drawing to her chest as a tear escaped her eyes.

Xion opened her eyes as she heard footsteps. They were back under the stairs, Zexion collecting his laptop bag and walking away.

"Zexion, wait!" Xion yelled, running to catch up to him.

"Please. Just... go away." he said, not feeling as rude as he was acting. Xion stopped, frowning a bit.

"What do you mean?"

Zexion stopped a few feet ahead of her and looked back, eyes blank.

"I don't want anything to do with you." he whispered, trying not to let his voice break. He kept walking.

"Why are you lying to me?"

"..." Zexion gasped, stopping in his tracks. "How... did you know that?"

Xion walked over to him, eyes full of joy, for some odd reason.

"You're one of those guys who hides their emotions so they won't hurt anyone else."

Zexion looked up at the girl, disbelief written all over his face. He looked back down, clearing his throat and opening up his Lexicon. "My actions have nothing to do with you."

"But they do. I can't just leave you to suffer alone. Who does that?"

The silver-haired teen chuckled. "You'd be surprised. Now, run along. I don't need your sympathy and your 'everything will get better.'" Footsteps followed this statement as he tried to walk to the front of the school.

"But... everything won't get better..." she whispered to herself, memories of lost dreams flooding into her mind. Shaking her head from these memories, she plastered a smile into her face and looked at the floor.

"Finally... Someone who understands..." he looked at the girl and walked next to her.

"What are you doing?"

"Walking you to your car."

"NO! I mean, that's fine. I can go alone. Bye, Zexion!" she yelled, running out of the doors hurriedly. Zexion walked after her, a puzzled look on his face. She was nowhere in sight, so he clambered into his car and began to drive home. About five minutes later, he spotted Xion walking on the sidewalk.

"That's why she didn't want me to walk her to her car... She doesn't have one..." He called out to her after rolling down the window. She looked up at him, tears in her eyes. "Need a lift?"

A/N: Ugh... I don't like this chapter... Please review so I can improve?