"I'm not going to go into details, sir," Xemnas read aloud, scanning the latest report. "It involved Xigbar. And rum."
The Superior sighed. Well, that would explain why the freeshooter was running-- no, check that-- streaking across the castle ceiling. At this point there were two options... One: wait for number II to run out of steam. Like all people under the influence of liquor, he would eventually tire himself out.
Or I could try and talk him down from the ceiling, Xemnas thought. Either way, I need to at least find out where he is.
Venturing out in the hallway, he was quickly assaulted by a black and white ponytail as it sped by, still vigorously attached to its owner.
"WHEEEEEEE!!"
Hoping that the latter might be successful, Xemnas decided to call on him before he disappeared out of sight at the end of the hall's two way junction.
"Xigbar!"
To his surprise, the freeshooter skidded to a halt.
"Yo," he said, a tipsy smile gracing his features. Even drunk, Xemnas had to admit, he was cute. Very cute. And even he had to admit that his second in command had a very attractive figure.
"Come down here," he commanded, though the voice was gentle.
The Freeshooter's head tilted crazily as he regarded the silver haired man with his good eye.
"Why?"
"I want to talk to you," came the reply. "Please."
"You'll have to catch me first!!" Xigbar cackled, taking off again.
Xemnas chuckled giving chase... the light in the freeshooter's eyes told him all he needed to know. The man was sobering up, and was more willing to play than anything else. And if the Superior wanted him... he'd have to work for it.
Well... he always did like a challenge.