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.

74. Milk

A Hundred of Her Memories

74 – Milk

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"Hey! You're early," Axel said good-naturedly as he rounded the corner at the top of the clock tower.

Xion looked up and smiled. "Either that, or you're late."

Axel laughed and plopped down beside her. She was startled, but didn't question his breaking of tradition.

He handed her an ice-cream and began munching on his own.

"Axel?" Xion asked.

"Yes?" He cocked his head at her curiously.

"You're so good at taking down Heartless. And I'm just… well, I'm not." Xion frowned and took a large bite of her ice-cream.

"So what's eating you?" Axel asked.

"I just wonder if I'll ever be as good as you or the other members."

He laughed light-heartedly and pointed his ice-cream at her.

"Sometimes you gotta drink milk before you can chew on meat."

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Continued in Flurry of One Hundred Dancing Flames: 74 - Milk