Five seconds passed, then ten, and Xemnas didn't pull away. Saïx wrapped his arms around his slave's waist, moving his lips against Xemnas'. When this went on for about half a minute, Lulu coughed, bringing the two back to reality to look at her.
"Are you two finished?" she asked in a playful manner, hiding her smile behind her hand. Xemnas looked back at Saïx, noticed his hands on his master's face, his masters arms on his waist, the closeness of their bodies, and the kind smile on Saïx's face. Then it dawned on him of what he had done. He pushed roughly away, his hands over his face, his eyes wide.
"Xemnas?" Saïx asked, taking a step forward. "Xemnas, what's wrong?" He extended a hand to touch his slave's arm, but he dodged it. Xemnas fell to the ground, his fingers intertwining behind his head. "Lulu, what's happening?" Saïx turned to look at her, sadness and fear filling his eyes. Lulu walked towards the shaking slave, pulling his upper body into her lap and began humming a lullaby. Saïx watched silently until Lulu shooed him away silently with her hand. Closing the door silently, Saïx leaned up against the wall and sighed.
"You did what?"
Lord Axel winced from his bowed position. "I… sent a-a letter, sir, saying that you'd see their case about –" He was interrupted by a cup filled with wine flying at him. He quickly ducked, but droplets of the dark water fell on his furs, staining them.
"Why in the name of God did you do that?" the man screamed, towering over the bowed man.
"Sir… I—I've found him," the lord stuttered.
"Found who?"
"That runaway slave, my lord. He is now head slave for Lord Saïx."
Marluxia rested his chin on his fist. "So, the prodigal son is coming back."
Two weeks latter, a letter from the king arrived, bidding Master Moon to come bring his case to him with his head slave and a half dozen other slaves. He chose Lulu, the young kitchen slave Sora, Tidus, and three others Xemnas only met momentarily but didn't remember their names.
The night before the start of the trip, Xemnas slept in his master's room again. Ever since kissing him, his personality changed from an extremely thorny rose to a vibrant sunflower, ready to face each day with a smile. That night, Xemnas would ask Saïx to do something he'd never thought he'd ask.
That night, as Saïx turned on his side to look at his slave on his back, Xemnas turned over to face him. Master Moon gave his head slave a confused look, for when they shared a bed, he had always stayed in one position throughout the night.
"What's on your mind, Xemnas?" Saïx asked, tucking loose hair behind the subject's ear.
"Can I… can I ask you a question, my Lord?" Xemnas asked, his dark cheeks darkening as he stared at a lock of his master's lovely blue hair. "It's really important."
"Of course you can, my sweet," answered the man.
"Can you…"
"Go on." Xemnas finished his sentence in a single breath. "What was that, Xemnas? Slowly this time."
"Can you make me yours?"
"Silly Xemmy," Saïx giggled, surprising the head slave when he first heard it. "You are all ready mine."
"That's… not what I meant." Xemnas couldn't even look at the lock of hair any more. "I… want to be yours completely." Saïx raised himself onto an arm, his eyes looking down at his head slave in shock.