"What a strange boy you are," mused Xemnas, the Superior of the In-between. He stepped closer to Lavi and rested his hand on the left side of the redhead's chest. Lavi stilled, head lowered slightly and eyes shadowed by his hair.

Thump, ba-thump, ba-thump, was the only sound coming from Lavi.

"We would all kill for a heart," Number I said conversationally. "Have killed, in fact."

His hand clenched almost spasmodically, fingers almost clawing at Lavi's shirt.

"But you would rather..."

Xemnas' hand sank in, bypassed his ribs, and lightly touched Lavi's heart. It tickled. Not in a good way. In a "you're about to die unless you do something about it, which you can't" way.

Oh. So this is how Allen felt.

...I kind of never wanted to know how Allen felt, actually.

"...just give it away."

A calm part of Lavi, the Bookman side of him, noted the parallels between Xemnas and Tyki. It went on to wonder if Organization XIII and the Noahs were aware of each other, and if so, were they actually related?

The other more human half of Lavi was still stuck on the fact that there was currently a hand in his thoracic cavity.

Thump, ba-thump, ba-thump, thump, ba-thump, ba-thump.

Lavi finally met the Nobody's eyes (gold like his, they really were too similar) and said steadily, "Bookmen have no need for hearts."

Liar.

Xemnas half-smirked, half-growled, "I wonder how far you can travel while still believing that."

And with that parting remark, the Superior turned on his heel and walked away, his robe trailing behind him.

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