A Hundred of Her Memories

10 – First tragedy


"Xion." She ignored him.

"Xion." He was more commanding this time. Looking up at him, she found it hard to gaze into his fiery eyes.

"Yes?"

He raised an eyebrow.

"You have been very elusive. Why is that, I wonder?" He said, enunciating each word carefully. She looked down in shame.

"I'm-not…who you think I am…" she murmured. Axel sighed, scratching his head.

Xion bit her lip and tried to fight the stinging in her eyes. Unable to contain the tears, she rushed to him and clung to his waist. Axel wrapped his strong arms around her tightly.

"I'm nothing but a puppet," she whispered fiercely. He rested his head gently atop hers.

"I know…" he whispered softly. Then with no sound at all, he mouthed into her soft black hair,

"I still love you."


I didn't want to shorten this. It was too sweet.

This doesn't necessarily need to be a romantic AxelXion. I have a friend who is my Big Brother in all things but blood. I've been going through some tough times and whenever I break down in front of him, he'll simply pull me into a strong hug. He'll give me biblical advice, tell me it'll be okay and sometimes he'll simply just hold me tight. By the time I'm done crying, I feel tons better.

So, again, this doesn't have to be romantic. I wrote it mostly as a Brother/Sister who will eventually fall in love with each other…if…that…makes sense. Hehe.

Sometimes the simpler things are the sweeter. :)

Hope you liked it!

Enjoy my ramblings!

In Christ,
Timber Wolf of Purity