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.

82. Me and You

A Hundred of Her Memories

82 – Me and You

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It was secluded, shaded, yet light spilled in through the canopy of leaves.

Xion recognized it. Their trio had visited there many times because of this – it's remote location and beautiful over-hanging trees. Dances, bouts of wit and fits of laughter were often contained within the hedge of 'Amusement Park' as they called it.

Axel walked out into the center of the small, cobblestone-paved clearing stilling holding her hand. He led her around and spun her in a lazy circle. Her eyes were curious as she glanced at him.

He smirked. "Let's dance for a bit. Me and you."

She shined. "Okay."

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Reminiscent of other chapters... Amusement Park perhaps? ^_^ hehe.

Continued in next chapter…