Xemnas took one look at what was in Lulu's hand and turned quickly around. Saïx was right there to catch him around the waist. He spun his slave around and guided him into the room with his hands on his shoulders.
"No, no, please, Master!" Xemnas begged, pushing against the ground with his feet. "Not this, please!"
"Don't worry, my sweet," he whispered, his lips brushing against his ear. "It won't hurt a bit." Even with these comforting words, Xemnas didn't feel calm. Saïx nodded to Lulu, and she rubbed an ice cube across one of his nipples, and Xemnas immediately froze, his face screwed up as if expecting immense pain. When it was nice and perky, Lulu brought a long needle over and pierced the flesh. When the needle went threw, Xemnas bolted from his master's hands and ran for the door. Saïx was on his heels and wrapped his arms around Xemnas' torso, trapping his arms within the grip. The slave continued to struggle, but his body locked up when his master began planting kisses upon his neck. Lulu came around and replaced the needle with a gold hoop. While Saïx still had Xemnas' attention, she pierced the second nipple and placed an identical silver hoop. With a final kiss, Saïx pulled back and smiled.
"There, that wasn't too bad, was it?" he asked as Lulu rewrapped the bandages. When she finished, Xemnas' legs gave out on him. Saïx rushed over to him, wrapping an arm around his slave's back.
"Xemnas?" he asked, his voice catching. "Xemnas, what's wrong?" Xemnas, however, shook his head and let out a silent sob and began shaking. "Please, my sweet, tell me what's wrong." Xemnas glanced at Lulu with pleading eyes and she nodded.
"Master Moon," she said, bowing lowly. "I do not wish to be rude in your presence, but I still have rooms to clean."
"You may leave then, Lulu," Saïx dismissed, waving the arm that wasn't supporting his fallen slave. Lulu bowed once more and backed out of the room. Even though Xemnas had stopped shaking, he still couldn't speak.
Over the next few weeks, Saïx had Xemnas follow him in order to learn the ropes of being head slave. During these weeks, he learned how to keep detailed notes, how to present his master when visiting far lords, and keep tabs of alliances as well as enemies.
One day, about a month and a half after his change in ranking, Saïx went back to the lord to continue the negotiations that were started earlier. Xemnas walked through the halls, making his rounds. While walking down to the kitchen, he heard a crash followed by loud bellowing. Rushing forward, Xemnas turned the corner and stopped short.
There stood a man dressed in blues and greens, red splattered all over from the sauce for the dinner that was planned for tonight. His vividly red hair practically matched the sauce. This man – with an escort of a blonde lady – was yelling at the young kitchen slave.
"Do you know how much this coat had cost me?" he was shouting.
"N-no s-" the boy replied, but he was cut short when the man started yelling again.
"I didn't ask you to speak! This coat cost several hundred times more than you'll ever be worth! I'm going to report this to your master!"
"Excuse me, sir," Xemnas said, hoping that this wasn't the same man as he thought it was. "Is something the matter?" Both visitors turned and the first thing he had noticed was that the man's blonde companion turned out to be a man with bright blue eyes.
"Of course something's the matter!" the man exclaimed. "This clumsy… thing" he gestured to the slave on the floor who was trying to clean up the broken bowl on the floor "purposely spilled sauce on my new European coat! I demand to see your master at once!" This man, to Xemnas' disappointment, was who he thought he was.
"I'm sorry, sir," Xemnas replied, bowing politely. "Master Moon is away on business, but it would be his great honor if you and your traveling companion would stay in one of our guest rooms until he gets back." At the mention of traveling companion, the blonde man giggled softly and hid behind the redhead, a soft blush creeping up his pale cheeks.
"Where exactly is this master of yours at, boy?" the man demanded, putting his hands on his hips.
"He is out to see a Lord Axel in the next kingdom over."
"Funny, because I got a letter saying that I was to come here." Xemnas then realized his mistake in his letter, writing the opposite of what his master had said. "What's wrong boy? Something wrong?"
"I'm sorry, sir. You see, I had recently become head slave and I am still in my trainings." Xemnas bowed deeply this time, his sliver hair falling around his face.
A minute passed before Lord Axel asked, "What happened to Wakka?"
"It is a sad honor to tell you that he has left this world for a greater one," Xemnas answered, straightening up. But this angered Lord Axel for he stormed forward, out of the grip of his blue-eyed companion and stood in front of Xemnas, towering over the silver-haired boy, his eyes burning with a desire to kill.