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.

60. Study

A Hundred of Her Memories

60 – Study

Note: If you haven't read chapter 60 ofFlurry of One Hundred Dancing Flames, now would be a good time… seriously, this probably won't make much sense if you don't.

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"Well," Axel smirked. "Upon closer study, you're easy to read."

Xion scoffed and slapped him lightly. "I'm not shallow!"

He smiled disdainfully and spun her out before bringing her back into the steps of their dance. "I never said you were shallow. Just easy to read."

When her grumpy expression remained, he pulled her extremely close. "But only for me," he whispered, touching her chin with his curled finger.

With a small sweet smile, she blushed and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Be quiet and just dance with me, goofball."

Axel chuckled and continued. Slowly his hands rested on her hips and his forehead against hers.

"Xion. I…"

"Yes?" She opened her eyes expectantly.

Smiling softly, he snorted before twirling her around and dipping her low. "Remind me to tell you some other time."

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Takes place at Beast's Castle in the Ballroom. I love that place setting. It's a sweet place to have mushy, fluffy scenes. ^_^