Demolition Lovers - XigZex

   Zexion crawled into bed after a hard day's work and a mission completed. The day's events left him exhausted, and he needed some rest desperately. The blue-haired boy picked up his mp3 player from the nightstand and popped in the earbuds, putting on his MCR playlist. He wrapped the blankets around himself tightly and closed his eyes, falling asleep to "...so long and goodnight..."
   Suddenly, he was somewhere cold. The freezing night had affected Zexion's dream, making him shiver in real life and within his mind. There was snow all around him, encasing him in a frozen world. He only sat in the snow, hugging himself tightly, trying to stay warm. But he just couldn't. So there in the snow he sat, alone.
   This wasn't the first time he'd had this dream. He'd had this same one often. But this time, he kept thinking the same thing: 'Someone will come for me. Someone will come for me. Someone.'
   It was warmer. The ice began melting around him.
   Zexion woke up, realizing it really was warmer. Once his eyes adjusted, he found out why. Xigbar was lying beside him, asleep.
   He nearly screamed from the shock, then nearly screamed at him for even being there. But something stopped him. Zexion didn't didn't know what kept him from yelling at the intruder, or why it did, but he didn't. He just stared at him with a look of disgust, thinking of how to get rid of him.
   But as he kept staring Xigbar down, he lost his angry expression. How had he even got in there anyway? Why was he there? Why wasn't Zexion kicking him out?
   As Zexion was contemplating all these things, staring at this man that he'd hated to be around for so long, the next song in his playlist came on. He didn't think anything of it until it got to a certain part.
   "I'm trying, I'm trying to let you know how much you mean. As days fade and nights grow, we go cold."
   Zexion shivered. And then he had a thought which he really didn't want to have, but had anyway. He awkwardly scooted a bit closer to him, trying to soak in some of his heat. That was better, but it was still cold, so he scooted just the tiniest bit closer.
   'I must be insane right now.'
   For sure, Zexion's head was becoming a jumble. He was awkward, flustered, and even blushing a bit. Why was he acting this way? He really hated it. He'd been like this with Xigbar before, and it scared him a little. He denied it, though. There was no way this was happening. The song kept going.
   "And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood..."
   Zexion scooted even closer.
   "...And as we're touching hands, and as we're falling down..."
   He didn't know why, but he reached out for Xigbar's hand, resting his hand on it.
   "...And in this pool of blood, and as we're falling down..."
   He started to fade back out, his eyelids drooping. But before he fell asleep, Zexion looked up to Xigbar's face. The tiredness got to him, and he could feel the corners of his mouth tug into a faint smile.
   "I'll see your eyes, and in this pool of blood, I'll meet your eyes, I mean this forever."