Xehanort (the younger) sighed a little. This world was so blissfully calm. The Dream Eaters had been mostly dealt with, whatever left being small and easily defeated. It was a world within a world to boot. Not many could and/or would intrude. This world- Symphony of Sorcery, was it? -was just perfect for him and his companion.

He was vaguely aware of needing to attend to that other boy who was fated to become him and avoided that fate, but there was other matters he cared for more. He proceeded to bury his face in the spiky brown locks in front of him, enjoying the warm smell of island summers and sea breezes.

The boy- Sora - shifted a little "Everything okay?" He then turned around a little more, and trained those precious blue eyes on his fellow cuddler with worry "Do you have to go now?"

Xehanort chuckled "No, no I don't."

Sora seemed satisfied with this and hung his arms around his new lover's neck "Okay, good."

Xehanort clung to him a little tighter, not quite sure why he was feeling so calm and peaceful. After all, this boy would become himself in a matter of days if things went according to plan. They were mortal enemies even at such a neutral point of time.

"Hey, um, what's your name?" Sora asked his silver haired boyfriend. He felt a little odd calling him a boyfriend- considering he was labeled as 'enemy number one' for a short time -but he'd been harboring his feelings for a while in confusion. Not to mention he still only knew this enigmatic boy as... well, just that. He felt himself blush a little at the thought as his partner stared into the distance in thought. He then said "Well, I think it would be best if you didn't know."

Sora scrunched his face in annoyance "Hey, we've kissed, I deserve to get a name, don't I?" His voice squeaked a little more "I-I mean I've been saving that!"

Xehanort's eyebrow rose in amusement "Saving what? A kiss?"

Sora turned his back to him and scooted in a little closer while clutching his arms "M-my first one..." He slid down a little, his head resting against Xehanort's stomach. Sora folded his arms as he looked up at Xehanort in annoyance "You still haven't told me."

Xehanort thought, then wrapped Sora up in his arms again and kissed him. Sora seemed slightly satisfied with this and went along. Xehanort was honestly buying time. Even though he had so much through time travel, he just couldn't buy it when he wanted. Sora knowing his name... no, that would destroy everything.

And then Sora backed up, dragged Xehanort along with him to lay down on some grass, and resumed demanding a name, all the while splayed on top of him and begging an answer. Xehanort kept trying to explain (read: "Sora, you shouldn't know.") but Sora was just so stubborn. Eventually he came up with an idea- Sora would have to further earn the right to knowing his name.

Sora while Sora settled down for Xehanort's first task- a small kiss on his neck -he began explaining everything he could without giving too much away. Then Sora began his next task while Xehanort still explained- and even asked him a question that may have been too giving "Sora, if I were the most evil person you are aware of, would you not hate me?"

Sora finished his trail of kisses down Xehanort's stomach and lied down on top of him "That's an odd question."

Xehanort brought his hand on top of Sora's head, stroking his cheek "Purely hypothetical, my dear."

Sora thought about it for a moment, then said "Prob'ly not." He paused, then Xehanort felt him tense "It has to do with you name, doesn't it?" Sora felt himself lightly panicking. He KNEW that this boy looked like Xemnas- SO MUCH like Xemnas -he KNEW that there was darkness associated with him-

"It does... for I am Xehanort."

Sora seized up more as Xehanort began running a hand down his back "But I don't hate you... not in any way." Sora felt frozen as he quietly sat up with him in his arms "I don't hate you..."

Sora then let his muscles relax, and calmed himself. Could this person really be THE Xehanort? Then again, he did mention he had traveled in time. But you know what, maybe he could change that... He leaned in for a kiss, adding "I don't hate you too."

God, someone should really take away my computer.