Luxord plucked the phone off its base when it began ringing. "This is La Vache." When the sniveling voice on the other end responded he glared down at his desk. "King Stewart." He growled as he gripped the phone to his ear in a tight angry manner as he waited for the sniveling little assistant to connect them. What did the bastard want now? Probably trying to impose some new law in an attempt to take Greece away from him he would kill him first king or no.

"Luxord La Vache."

"Stewart." Luxord responded cooly not bothering to use the man's proper title. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" He was actually shocked that his voice wasn't dripping with venom and actually sounded rather pleasant.

"You will address me properly." Stewart growled into the speaker. "I am your King!"

Luxord grunted. "If you called me to discuss titles and proper respect then I'm afraid that I will have to let you go. I have much to do and no time for such pleasantries."

Stewart ground his teeth together in rage wanting to destroy the man for his disrespect. However now was not the time he had to wait until the man fulfilled his goals then and only then would he be able to destroy him. "Yes; well let us get down to business then." He nodded as he looked at the man standing before him. "I have with me Xemnas and he says that he sent his brother to you as an ambassador for negations a week ago. He is concerned as he hasn't heard from his brother or you and fears that you have beaten him and sent him to Anathema. Is this correct?"

"Xemnas," Luxord smirked. "must you waste the king's time with such fairy tales?"

Deep orange eyes glared at the speaker phone sitting on the desk. "I do not speak lies here."

"No?" Luxord questioned with an arched brow as he watched Saïx enter his office and walk towards him. "Well then let us see what your precious little brother has to say about that." He hit the button for the speaker and hung up the phone before he looked up at Saïx. "Saïx please inform Stewart of how you came to be in my possession."

Saïx looked from the man behind the desk to the phone and back again. "My escorts left me here." He nodded not entirely sure if he liked where this was going or not. On one hand this was he brother he was turning against. On the other this was his brother who marred him and dumped him off on Luxord's door step leaving him to his own devices and putting his fate into the hands of a man he didn't know. This was his own flesh and blood that used him to gain an end to his own means like he was nothing.

"So it has been established that you haven't been sent to Anathema." Stewart nodded at Xemnas who looked to be scowling at the phone. "Tell me Saïx has La Vache beaten or abused you without just cause since your arrival?"

Saïx stared at Luxord his deep ambers locking with silver blues. "No; he has not."

Luxord arched a brow at that as he stared at the male before him.

In response Saïx reached up and lightly trailed a finger over the scar on his brow before he broke eye contact with the lord of the house and stared at the floor.

"Do you wish to return to your brother?"

Saïx snapped his head up and stared at the phone like the king was standing right in front of him asking him that question. "Do I wish to return to my brother?" He questioned back as he moved his eyes to once again lock stares with Luxord.

Luxord again arched a brow at him. "Do you?" He too questioned.

He didn't know why but really he didn't want to go home and the shaking of his head occurred before the word or the thought to say no ever occurred to him. "No; no I don't."

"Saïx." Xemnas growled; his brother was about to cost him dearly.

"No." Saïx bit out in return. "You hurt me!"

"I did no such thing." Xemnas countered like he had no idea what his brother was talking about.

"Oh? Then do tell big brother how did I get the scar on my face? A scar that I will have to live with for the rest of my life?" He growled darkly. "Why; why did you do this to me?"

"I have done nothing to you." Xemnas nodded in a very businesslike fashion. "I would never cause harm to you you are my brother."

Saïx's eyes widened hugely. "What world do you live in? You," he pointed at the speaker like Xemnas could see him. "barged into my room, knife in hand, sat on my chest and carved a giant X on my face without a single word of reason or anything. Then you left me lying on my bed my blood on your hands. What kind of man… no brother would do that to his own flesh and blood?"

Stewart stared at the silver being in front of him. "Is this true?"

"He speaks nonsense." Xemnas nodded. "His mind has been poisoned by his captor."

"Captor?" Saïx questioned with eyes wide. "No he did not capture me you ordered me to be dumped here like some lowly street rat in hopes that Luxord would do some sort of harm to me in order to benefit yourself." He banged his fists against the desk. "My own flesh and blood betrayed and used me like I was nothing! I don't want to return to you or my home you hurt me, betrayed me, and used me. I will never forgive you for that."

"Enough." Luxord growled drawing Saïx's attention to him. "Xemnas your plans have failed. You have wasted my time with this pathetic attempt to impugn me." He suddenly smirked evilly. "Halcyon Bay will be mine doubt it not and this game of yours is over." With that he hung up the phone not caring that he was essentially hanging up on the king.

xx

Luxord stared at the angry male in front of him. "You are aware of what you have just done; are you not?"

Saïx nodded as the strain of his anger left him. "I have freed myself from my brother's hold."

Luxord slowly shook his head. "No luv; you have just sealed your brother's fate. Stewart will not take kindly to your brother's lies and will see it as a mockery of his authority."

"What's going to happen to him?" Saïx questioned with slightly widened eyes.

"Worst case scenario he will be executed the best case he will be fined heftily." He sighed deeply. "Either way you can never return and may have cost me Halcyon Bay if Stewart does indeed execute Xemnas."

"That was not my intention." Saïx nodded as he stepped back away from the desk like Luxord was about to come across it and beat him to death.

"Yes I am aware of that seeing as you apparently have no knowledge of how these things work." He tapped his fingers against the desk in thought as he stared hard at the male in front of him. Then a sudden thought struck him and one that pleased him immensely.

If Stewart does execute Xemnas then Saïx will become the lord of Halcyon Bay, which if he played his cards right would become his. He could only hope that Stewart would be angered enough to kill Xemnas off or imprison him at the very least. If he didn't do either then he was back to waiting for Xemnas' stay to come to an end. Perhaps Xemnas' actions weren't as bad as he initially thought they were and the man himself was practically handing Halcyon Bay over to him. That caused a wicked grin to cross his lips as he stared at Saïx.

Saïx began backing his way towards the door to leave the room. The look on Luxord's face meant that nothing good was going to happen and he was sure he was going to be beat for his actions.

"Where do you think you are going?" Luxord questioned with an arched brow.

"My room." Saïx nodded.

Luxord lightly shook his head. "Come here." He pointed to the floor next to his chair.

Saïx shook his head as he took another step towards the door. "No."

"Do not disobey me." Luxord glared at him. "Now come here."

Saïx's back hit the door and his hand went to the handle. "You're going to beat me."

"If you don't obey me I will." Luxord growled darkly. "Do not make me tell you again."

Saïx took a tentative step away from the door not entirely sure if he was going to be beaten or not as Luxord's words and the look on his face just did not match.

Luxord narrowed his eyes and pressed his lips together as he stared at the blue haired male. "You are testing my patience." He growled. "For the last time and mind you if you disobey me I will lay the whip to you; come here."

Saïx bristled and cringed before he slowly made his way over to the being sitting in the chair and flinched when Luxord turned in his chair to face him.

Again a blonde brow arched at Saïx's reaction to him but he quickly dismissed it as he had more important matters to deal with at the moment. "Now; as I'm sure you are aware with your behavior towards your brother he has disowned you if he manages to survive Stewart's wrath." He nodded. "However; that doesn't mean you still don't hold his name and blood."

Saïx drew his brows not understanding where Luxord was going with this. "I don't understand."

"Of course not." He crossed his legs as he set his elbows on the arms of the chair and locked his fingers together. "We need to act and we need to do so quickly before Xemnas recovers and legally disowns you." He rose to his feet. "You will need to file ownership of your name and title so that all that belongs to Xemnas will be passed along to you should his life come to an end or should he attempt to disown you."

"I don't want anything that belongs to him." Saïx nodded.

"It matters not." Luxord said with a nod. "This is business and your actions could cost me dearly just consider this as a way to ensure that all the work I have put into gaining Halcyon Bay doesn't crumble out beneath me."

Then it clicked and Saïx stared at him. "If I get control of Halcyon Bay then through me you can take control of it."

"Indeed." Luxord smirked.

"So I'm the same to you as I am to my brother a tool to gain an end." He cast him a deadly glare before he left the office as quickly as possible.

Luxord sighed and shook his head before he plucked the phone off its base and dialed Marluxia. He needed to get the papers drawn that would grant Saïx control should anything happen to Xemnas. It was going to be a long day he was sure of it.

xx

Luxord walked down the hall and stopped suddenly when Vexen stepped out in front of him. "Vexen I do not have time for another one of your fits." He growled.

Vexen huffed as he stared at his lord. "I am not here to throw a fit."

"Then what do you want?" Luxord demanded. "I have much to do and standing here staring at you is wasting my time."

"Axel…."

Luxord raised a hand and stepped past the doctor. "No; you will deal with this on your own. I do not have time to deal with your petty problems with Axel."

Vexen watched him go down the hall and glared at his back. "They're not petty." He bit out before he turned and made his way down the hall to check on Lexaeus.

Luxord grabbed the doorknob to Saïx's room and quickly discovered that the door was locked. "Boy you are testing my patience." He growled at the white door knowing full well Saïx could hear him.

Saïx stared hard at the door. Granted he hadn't been here that long but he has been long enough to know that when Luxord defaulted to calling him boy it meant that he was extremely angered no matter what or how he said it. "I am not going to be your tool!" He growled at the closed door.

That did not please him in the least and he was growing more annoyed by the second. "Open the door." He ordered darkly.

Saïx shook his head like Luxord could see him as he moved to stand by the window not that he could escape being thirteen floors up. A jump out the window would spell certain death then again death at the moment seemed much more preferable to an angry Luxord and his whip.

Why did Saïx feel the need to constantly push every one of his buttons? Did he enjoy seeing just how far he could push him before he snapped? "If you do not open this door I will open it by force and I can assure you that if that occurs the penalty of such will not be pleasant."

Saïx moved towards the door then froze mid-step where he was when the door suddenly and very violently flew open. Wide gold locked with angered silver/blue and he could do nothing but stand there as Luxord stormed towards him.