A Hundred of Her Memories
44 – Fire
If Xion were to personify Fire, she would say, 'Axel.'
Wild, untamable, ferocious, merciless...Yet…
Calm, gentle, comforting, protective.
She looked up at him when his fingers began to entwine with hers. He continued looking up at the stars, but a smile playfully tugged at his lips.
Xion smiled sheepishly and looked down at her lap.
"I like this," Axel said.
Xion looked up at him. "Hm?"
"I like this. Just you and me, looking at the stars. We don't need to talk, but we can if we want. It's nice..." He let his head fall back on his shoulders. "Not that I don't like Roxas talking! It's just-"
"Sometimes you just want silence with your friends beside you," Xion finished, looking from him to the stars.
She didn't notice Axel look down in shocked agreement...
"Yeah…" he whispered.
She didn't notice Axel squeeze her fingers…
"It's beautiful, isn't it Axel?"
She didn't notice Axel move closer to her face...
"Hm…"
Until his lips were pressed softly, firmly to her cheek.
That was another reason Axel was like fire. Whatever he touched caught flame. It wasn't an unpleasant fire...it was softer and nice…very nice...but most definitely contagious.
"Absolutely," he whispered into her ear, a smile in his voice.
Xion grinned sheepishly, a blush creeping across her cheeks.
Yes... Xion thought as he rested his chin atop her head. Axel is most definitely Fire personified.
This will be one of my favorite themes throughout the rest of my life. Fire is awesome. :)
In Christ,
Timber Wolf