Xemnas froze. He thought Saïx was different from his last master, different in a way that he could actually stay somewhere that didn't demand any kind of intimate reaction from him. But it was obvious that his owner wanted him, so he kissed back. After a minute, Saïx pulled back and looked him in the eye.

"You don't like this, do you, Xemnas?" he asked, running a hand against his slave's cheek. Xemnas' breath caught within his lungs, trapped in a lie. He blinked a few times before taking a deep breath and answering.

"As you like it, my Master, then I like it." Why do all of my master's turn on to me? he wondered.

"No, you don't like it." Saïx brushed back a strand of hair, looking right into those lovely amber eyes. "Come on. Let's lay down for a while." They did. It was a relatively large sized bed, enough to fit just them, but it didn't allow much room for moving. They lay there, Saïx simply staring at his slave's face. After what seemed like a while, Xemnas drifted off to sleep

The next morning, Xemnas found his owner had left, gone with the rise of the sun. One of the chambermaids was cleaning up around the rooms, and Xemnas blushed heavily. Hopping out of bed, the maid shot a questioning look in his direction before he bolted from the room. As he turned the corner away from his master's chambers, he ran into Wakka, which he had been told was the head slave, responsible for all of them.

"There you are, Xemnas," he said once he saw who it was. "Where have you been? I've been looking all over for you." Xemnas lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, Wakka. Master Saïx called me to his room last night." Wakka took in a sharp breath. Risking a glance, he saw that Wakka's face grew dark.

"Nobody dares to say the Master's name." Xemnas' eyes grew wide in horror as he realized his slip, his hand going up to his mouth. Before it got there, Wakka grabbed his hand and pulled him along the hallway. He was brought to the dungeons of the castle, where he was handed over to the head there, Vexen. After whispering the predicament in his ear, Wakka left, leaving Vexen with a murderous smile on his face.

"My, my, my," Vexen smiled. "Our dear master is gone away on a trip, and you think that you can let slip his name. What do you have to say for yourself?" As he talked, he slowly advanced towards the newest slave. Xemnas backed up instinctively, his back finding the damp wall quite easily. "We're going to have some fun."

Saïx came back from his trip three days later somewhere close to eleven at night. Wakka greeted him at the door to his quarters with a tray of food waiting for him.

"Welcome back, Master Moon," he said, bowing deeply while holding the tray of hot food. "I hope you're trip was well."

"Yes, it was quite fine," he answered; opening the door and walking in. he noticed that Xemnas wasn't there. He began eating, for he was famished from his long ride home before asking "Wakka?"

"Yes, Master?"

"Didn't I ask that Xemnas should be here when I got back?"

"Well, yes, you did, sir," Wakka answered nervously. "But, you see, he was terribly hurt during your absence."

"How so?"

"Well, he, uh, he was beaten up by some of the other slaves, because of you're rather recent turning to him." Wakka broke out into a slight sweat, not understanding why his lord was so interested in such a lowly slave such as Xemnas.

"Where is he now?" Saïx put down his silverware, looking straight into his eyes. "Really?"

Wakka lowered his head and his voice upon answering, "The dungeon." Saïx stood up abruptly before running towards said dungeon and to a sight that would not be easily forgotten or forgiven.