A Hundred of Her Memories

by Timber Wolf of Purity

Xion - A Replica. A puppet. But who says she can't make memories of her own? With a heartless assassin and a nobody with a heart for friends, anything is possible. Why not falling in love? "I couldn't have done it without my trusty side-kick." "Side-kick? I prefer partner-in-crime at worst, and your-illustrious-highness at best." In the end, true love will conquer over evil.

52. Fly

A Hundred of Her Memories

52 – Fly

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Neverland was her favorite world.

Not because of the Lost boys.

Not because of the pirates.

Not because of the Indians.

But because of the Flying.

She loved the feeling of weightlessness, the sight of trees 100 feet below you, the wind rushing past.

Flying with others was all the more enjoyable.

"Whoo! Look at me!" Roxas cried.

Axel was floating on his back as if napping. He flew beneath Xion. She smiled at him, tilting from side to side.

"See something you like?" Axel teased.

"I'm flying!" She defended, then paused. "…Maybe."

Axel laughed, holding his sides. "You're too cute, Xion."

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Axel seems to be the kind to tease even when he knows there is nothing but innocent thoughts in someone's head. :)