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.

90. Tea

A Hundred of Her Memories

90 – Tea

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A sequel of sorts to 91 - Garden - Flurry of One Hundred Dancing Flames, my challenge on Axel

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"So how did you and Lea meet?" a red-haired woman asked, handing Xion a teacup. The raven-haired girl accepted the cup and gently blew on the hot liquid.

"Well…" she paused a moment, "we met at work…"

"That's nice!"

Axel slung his arm around Xion's shoulders and leaned back in the couch. "Yup. I saw her for the first time and I knew she was the one."

Xion turned around. "You did? But I thought you said you didn't get a good look at my face for the longest time?"

He rubbed the back of his head and chuckled nervously. "Oh, well, y'know. When I did see your face, I fell for you."

The young woman grinned and leaned her head against him. "Sure you did."

Axel's mother 'awwed' and clasped her hands. "You two are adorable."

His father grunted. "Now, about that wedding."

Xion choked on her tea. Axel slapped her back as she coughed.

The older man ignored. "I was thinking we could have it in the garden."

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Sequels will be up in the next few chapters. Once I have them all written up. :)