Waves. Delicate, created by the wind.
Wind. Light, untouchable, was moving his hair.
Hair. His, they've always been particular: blue like the sky, soft like silk.
Silk. Like the sheets that were covering him moments ago, when he was still in the safe embrace of the sleep and the night .
Night. A lot of them passed by, since the day his love went away with that person. With him and his eyes colored like the sunset.
Sunset. He adored watching it with him. Cuddled near the one he had always loved, close in his embrace, strong but delicate.
Delicate. Just like his way to kiss. Confident, but tender and caring at the same time. How much he missed it.
He thought about him every day, every night, before closing his eyes and dreaming that he was still next to him, holding him close, saying that he will never leave him.
And yet, he was gone. Saix knew that he did it just because he was forced by the injustice of those lands.
They have accused him of treason against the land's lord. Traitor, his Xemnas. No, never, not even in a nightmare, they had framed him for sure. They did it because the nobles saw him as a danger, a possible successor of the supremacy in that place.
He wanted to protect him, but being only a slave, his words counted as a drop of water in the middle of the ocean, like a tear in the rain.
The boy trusted his master, he knew he would have come back to him, to his loyal servant. He had promised it. The day he left him to save himself from the cruel laws of the world.
That moment was sculpted in his memory, he won't easily forgot about it, since it was that promise that made him go on day by day, that kept alive the flame of his hope, fed by his immortal love too.
-Flashback-
The rain's beating persistently, beating time with his perfect strokes, created by the wind.
The sea is stormy. The waves are crashing heavily on the coast, taking away some parts of it, curling violently their rage against the seashore.
Saix is comfortably lying near Xemnas, who's petting slowly his blue hair, obtaining happy purrs by the younger man.
It could look like an happy scene, but in the reality, it isn't. The silver-haired man's face doesn't show signs of happiness, on the contrary, his frown and his sad look prove that he's not facing a good period.
"Saix…Do you….Really love me…?" the master's voice isn't secure and firm as it usually is, it's slightly trembling and veiled by sadness.
"But sir, what kind of questions are this? Of course I love you….And I couldn't love you more…" the servant's a little confused by the other's words, but he sits anyway next to him and he gives him a kiss on the cheek, rubbing himself slightly against the shoulder of the man, that couldn't help but smile at the tenderness showed toward him.
However, he darkens immediately and, sighing, he looks the youngster with gloomy eyes: "If you really care about me… You'll accept the situation….", this time the slave's even more confused, he can't understand what his lover's talking about, but he knows for sure that it isn't something pleasant.
"Sir….I don't get it…What are you talking about…." "I have to go away Saix. Without you. Alone."
Thunder grumbles. The storm's unleashing all his rage on the land. The sky illuminates and the sea raises.
Xemnas' words had the same effect on the boy's heart.
Leaving. Without him. Far away. Maybe not even returning.
"But…How…? You don't….Why…? Maybe I….Did I…Did something wrong…? I didn't…Satisfy you, I'm not…Good enough…? Why?" words can't come out from his throat anymore. They're hold in the tight grip of the sob's invisible hand that is closing around his neck. Even if he feels stupid, he can't hold back the tears, that are making their way, slowly, but relentlessly, in his yellow eyes.
Without even having time to answer, the bigger man finds himself lying on the bed, pushed by the boy that is holding him so tight that it hurts.
"Now you're the one that doesn't know what is saying….I would never dare to leave you alone, you know…. You've always followed me loyally and faithfully, it's not because of you that I'm leaving this place…" now it's hard even for him to stay collected: he feels guilty, he would never want to make his precious servant suffer, but the situation's complicated "You know I've never been good in the higher caste's eyes …And with the recent attack against the duke, I'm the first to be suspected…I have to abandon this place until everything calms down…Believe me, I suffer as much as you…"
Saix doesn't answer. He doesn't think he's able to. He doesn't know what to say. A part of him doesn't want to let Xemnas go, but another insists saying that this is the right thing to do.
And that's exactly what he does. Slowly, his arms ease off and they lose grip on his master's hips, that manages to put himself in a more comfortable position and that stares with sad eyes at his tender lover.
"Believe me, please. I will come back. Before you can even imagine. I don't think I can stay away from you for too much time", with a simple kiss in the middle of the scar that decorates his servant's face, the lord signed his departure. Without saying anything else, without doing anything else. Not wanting to feel even worse, not wanting to see the other's shattered gaze while he crosses the doorstep of what once was his home.
That day, the storm didn't take away only part of the cliff with his anger. It took away even part of the boy's heart.
-End flashback-
It passed much more time than Saix could count. Season passed. Years flied. Months ran away. Weeks fled. Day slipped away. Hours disappeared. Minutes gone. Seconds lost.
Life dragged itself, like a weight on the shoulders.