A Hundred of Her Memories

87 – Lust

All thirteen of the Organization members were gathered at a long white table.

Xion was leaning against one end of it, looking down at some papers. Roxas, Xigbar, Axel and Luxord were standing around her, examining the information on the papers as well.

Xemnas stood at the other end with Saïx while Larxene, Marluxia, Demyx and Xaldin stood along the sides.

Xemnas was debriefing them on a mission requiring all of the Organization members. Apparently there was recon that needed done, but it would be a full-out operation.

"We are going to need someone to get close to the target," Saïx said. "The rest will watch from afar or make sure no one interferes."

Luxord chuckled. "Larxene should do it. She's quite the seductress as it is."

"I am not!" she protested.

"Really?" Demyx asked. "Don't you guys remember the time she tried taking Axel on a date without him knowing?"

"Yeah," Xigbar laughed, "and she was wearing that ridiculous outfit?"

The blond tried to hit the nearest people to her, but they all dodged her flimsy knives.

Xion looked up briefly from the papers with a worried look, then quickly looked back down. There was a strange feeling in her stomach. If Axel liked Larxene, she thought, it is none of my business, but… I can't help but wish… can't help but long for it to have been me… She shook her head. I don't want to think that!

Her confusion and hurt was quite evident on her face as she read the papers. She tried to ignore the longing, the desire to have something special like that happen to her, but she wasn't succeeding very well and her face was like an open book.

Suddenly, Axel's presence became noticeable at her left. He stretched his arm around her and rested it on the table by her right hand. His warmth radiated onto her, making him impossible to ignore. She trained her gaze across the table at the laughing men and woman in denial, trying to listen to Xemnas' instructions while Axel pretended to read over hers shoulder.

Then, when most eyes were directed to Larxene and Demyx fighting, Axel leaned even closer, his warmth imposing upon her personal space. He pressed his warm, soft lips to her cheek. She stiffened, but unconsciously leaned into it. Her stomach leapt and she had a tickling feeling in the back of her throat, somewhat like a laugh.

"Hey kid," he whispered, his breath tickling against her ear, "don't sweat the little things. Besides," Axel laughed and his voice took on a teasing tone, "you should know you're more special than that witch." That made Xion blush.

At that exact moment, the commotion at the other end of the table died down and their gazes returned to Xion's side of the table. Axel immediately withdrew, standing up straight and crossing his arms. Nobody would have known of their exchange… except for the flaming blush dusting Xion's cheeks.

A/N: I always have trouble with Lust...
Here's the old authors note:

This actually was something I dreamt about. :) It was really sweet, though I was in Xion's place and Axel was not the guy. ;P

Update: 7/13/12

I forgot the end of the dream, so I ended it with what I could remember of it. I think he actually kissed my cheek without saying a word…