"But that's the point, Riku!" Zexion said as the other held a blade to his throat. They had battled, and Riku was the obviously victor. Zexion was on his knees in front of Riku, holding the sides of his trousers, pressing his nose against his stomach.

"How am I supposed to tell you how I feel, unless I have my heart?" Zexion said with tears streaming down his face. "I've tried as best I can to show you, but it's hard Riku!" Zexion tried to catch it breath and loosened the grip on his trousers. "Please, Riku" He said in almost a whisper. Riku sighed and dropped his blade. Zexion looked up hesitantly, and then let go of the others trousers completely. Riku shut his eyes, then lowered himself into his knees. He brushed the hair out of his eyes and sighed again. Riku looked about the floor next to them and picked up Zexion's hands. He moved slightly closed to the heartless and lent forward. Feeling Riku's breath on his cheeks he let out a nervous moan, and lent forward slightly. Riku moved both of his hands up to Zexion's face, and started to run his thumb along his lips. The heartless whimpered. Riku placed his lips on Zexion's and moaned. He thought he may not ever touch these lips again. He ran his tongue along the others bottom lips, then slipped into his mouth. It was only short, Riku broke the kiss and started to rise.

"I'm sorry, Zex" He said, before outlining the place where Zexion's heart should be with the blade… and leaving.