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Challenge: Disquiet
Title: Something I Can't Put My Finger On
Word Count: 151
Notes: This drabble has been driving me nuts all week. This idea has been driving me nuts since I started really noticing Xigbar in 358/2 Days. Yay for the challenge giving me an outlet! Now somebody get him the heck away from me. >.>
Also, Roxas's voice is hard.
Spoilers: 358/2 Days
Entry 224 (b)
There’s a way that Xigbar looks at me when we’re both in the lounge, and I don’t know what it is. I tried to explain it to Axel, but he just kind of laughed at me and shrugged it off. I didn’t even get to ask him if he knew what it meant, but it probably doesn’t matter.
Axel kind of has a problem answering questions.
But Xigbar was in the Coliseum today and he looked at me the exact same way. With that wierd light in his eyes, and the way he smiles. It was even worse out there. The lounge seems even wierder than the rest of home sometimes. Like it’s not really there, I dunno. So I guess it doesn’t count then? It’s not like I have to stay there.
But on the mission, out in the heat and the sunlight...
did I know you?
Title: Something I Can't Put My Finger On
Word Count: 151
Notes: This drabble has been driving me nuts all week. This idea has been driving me nuts since I started really noticing Xigbar in 358/2 Days. Yay for the challenge giving me an outlet! Now somebody get him the heck away from me. >.>
Also, Roxas's voice is hard.
Spoilers: 358/2 Days
Entry 224 (b)
There’s a way that Xigbar looks at me when we’re both in the lounge, and I don’t know what it is. I tried to explain it to Axel, but he just kind of laughed at me and shrugged it off. I didn’t even get to ask him if he knew what it meant, but it probably doesn’t matter.
Axel kind of has a problem answering questions.
But Xigbar was in the Coliseum today and he looked at me the exact same way. With that wierd light in his eyes, and the way he smiles. It was even worse out there. The lounge seems even wierder than the rest of home sometimes. Like it’s not really there, I dunno. So I guess it doesn’t count then? It’s not like I have to stay there.
But on the mission, out in the heat and the sunlight...