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[ilymother]

Title: Tell Me I'm Frozen, But What Can You Do?
Characters: Zack, Zexion and Kadaj
Location: Outside, in the snow then the hospital.
Rating: Let's say.. PG-13.
Summary: Kadaj has been waiting for this day for a long while and he's ready to finish it, but his plans get shot down and he ends up in the hospital where Zack and Zexion eventually come to

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[hollowine]

Zexion really, really despised the cold. He got cold very easily, and always had a hard time warming up afterwards, so he rarely enjoyed going outside in the frozen tundra that was Malaise's grounds.

But today he had bundled up and ventured out of the asylum (which wasn't warm on most occasions anyway, but much nicer than out in the snow) mostly because he wanted to wake up and he knew not very people would be outside. It was rather early, after all, and even if it was chillier than normal in the morning he would rather deal with it and have the grounds to himself.

And so here he strolled slowly, hands stuffed in his pockets and face hidden up to his eyes in his own scarf. Even his usually recognizable slate-colored hair was covered in a gray hat, so if one saw him from a distance they probably wouldn't even know it to be him. Zexion wasn't sure if that was his point or not. His steps were almost silent in the snow.

Something black stood out in the pure snow a ways away, and Zexion went towards it out of mild curiosity. Kneeling to pick it up, he realized it was a scarf, and that there was a shirt not far from this article of clothing. It seemed strange . . . brow furrowed, he looked around.

A little further off the walking trail, there seemed to be an unnatural lump, being quickly covered by snow. His curiosity grew, and Zexion moved forward, crunching in the snow because he was on his knees. Clearing a bit of snow away, he quickly saw that it was . . . Kadaj.

"Wha - Kadaj?" The boy exclaimed merely in shock, moving into action immediately and hooking an arm under the freezing boy's neck to try and lift him a little ways out of the snow. He couldn't get him very far up at all, but Kadaj was going to get buried otherwise . . . As pale as his skin was, it was easy to see he was shirtless. "What on earth are you doing?" He asked incredulously, trying to brush more snow off the younger male's torso.