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Zexion had always thought that the amount of plants and fallen leaves that littered the Castle’s grounds was ridiculous. Was it so much to ask to clean up a little? The youth had been stumbling through it all for a good fifteen minutes, heading to the forest that boarded the grounds, his heavy book- Lexicon- clutched to his chest. To anyone who happened to be out in the gardens to witness the boy’s trudge would have found it extremely bizarre. Zexion was a bookworm. He spent all of his time huddled away in his library, reading, sorting and writing. Marluxia, as it so happens, was indeed in the gardens the morning, tending to the

"I really should go now..." Marluxia slurred reluctantly, pulling his bottom lip from between Vexen's gentle bite. "I have class." The blond man made a childish pout and slipped his hands into the back pockets of Marluxia's pants and drew him closer again. "Surely you can be just a little late today? Say you had detention? You wouldn't be lying~" Vexen suggested in a rather sly tone as he let his hands fondle the material and flesh beneath them. Marluxia let out a whine. "So very, very tempting. But if I'm late, I'll get another detention!" "Let them! You can have all your detentions with me." The blond grinned. It was a grin that was star