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Dear myself,
Just the same as you, I have done terrible things.
He took me in out of the kindness of his heart.
In response, I turned towards the darkness and threw him to the side.
The man who promised to take care of me and give me ice cream.
As a small child, that was the best thing I could have asked for.
Somewhere warm, and someone to keep me living.
He acted as my father, Master and mentor.
I believe that if I could express regrets, sending him into darkness
would be the biggest one.
Cordially, yourself, Number VI.
Just the same as you, I have done terrible things.
He took me in out of the kindness of his heart.
In response, I turned towards the darkness and threw him to the side.
The man who promised to take care of me and give me ice cream.
As a small child, that was the best thing I could have asked for.
Somewhere warm, and someone to keep me living.
He acted as my father, Master and mentor.
I believe that if I could express regrets, sending him into darkness
would be the biggest one.
Cordially, yourself, Number VI.
Literature
Ienzo .... Zexion
Ienzo had just turned 17 when he started to work for Ansam the Wise. Ienzo arrived at Radenet Gardens three nights before his inerview. "Hmm wow is this it" Ienzo as he walked up to the gate entering a castle like building.
He walked inside and looked for the right room. Ienzo check the paper again that Ansam gave him. "2nd floor office" Ienzo looked up "oh....this... room"
Ienzo open the office door. the young teen brushed his silver-blue hair behind his ears. "hello sir.....i am here" Ienzo sat in the chair in-front of the desk. the night before he had made sure his suit was clean and now it had a stain from the ice cream he had for lunc
Literature
Organization XIII
Add an 'X' to know
You're incomplete.
And a number to make you
Theirs.
You never were,
But maybe you will be!
(Don't count on it, Mullet-Boy)
((The chances are slimmer than dental floss))
Fire, Knives, Scythes or Flowers
Guns, Spears, Swords and Keyblades...
All for them, their very own Kansas'
Hidden from sight,
As real as a leprechaun...
But anything can happen.
Converse with the moon,
Like fairy-tale villains
In your X-Box.
"Heart" loses meaning
From overuse.
But X still marks the spot.
And it all comes down to this;
You aren't, little nobody.
Heartless like your cousins.
Just a shell...
Missing something precious
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For Zexion Lovers...
Your laying on your back with your hands behind your head in your white room with posters of bands you like and a poster of Charlie the Unicorn saying "The Banana King." You dont know where you got it or when you got but, you like it. Then you hear here a knock on your door. You get off your bed and yell,
"Who is it!?"
...nobody answers...so then you walk over to the door, you open it and nobodies there...then you look at the hall floor close to your door. There was a note that had your name on it, you picked it up and opened it.
Hey, meet me at my room.
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Just an idea I had the other day. It's been awhile since I wrote something for Ienzo/Zexion! 
Yay!
© eoteflickr, 2011
( OTZ i apologize for much cheesy-nesss -_- )
Yay!© eoteflickr, 2011
( OTZ i apologize for much cheesy-nesss -_- )
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Imagine if, in Chain of Memories, Zexion and DiZ crossed paths