Love sick V

Pairing: XemSaï

Rating: E+

Chapter: V

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All was unusually peaceful in the Organization's main headquarters. Only the soft, rythmatic clapping of a single pair of boots hitting marble flooring tore at the silence, echoing through the desolate hallways. A single, silhouetted figure strode past the rooms of his higher ups, careful not to disturb them as he made his way toward his destination. Locks of long, azure hair fell gracefully over the figure's shoulder's, swaying gently with each step; a cleanly cut X-shaped scar decorating his forehead.

He walked swiftly past five doors, each with different letters etched into them; roman numerals, one through six, going in reverse. The footsteps ceased in front of the sixth door, the Superior's double-doored bedroom, and the figure reached out a gloved hand, knocking lightly. A faint "Come in." could be heard from the other side of the door, beckoning him inside. He opened one of the doors and stepped in, closing it behind him to shut out the rest of the castle's residents.

The room was dark. The only illumination came from a large window at the far end of the room, where Kingdom Hearts was clearly visible. The room was bathed in the moonheart's pale glow, giving everything a beautiful, yet fragile appearance. The outline of a figure was standing at the window, creating a black dot against the pale yellow heart shape. The silhouette turned to face his visitor, silver hair hanging slightly in his face. Moonlight shone off of it, causing it to almost glow, which created a nice contrast to his naturally dark skin. Amber met with gold, and for a brief moment, the gold showed something similar to worry.

Xemnas cocked his head slightly. Those eyes; those shining golden eyes that never showed any kind of weakness, not even in the intensity of battle, as he had been able to witness a few times, had just flashed a memory of fear. That face, which had always shown an emotionless expression, had allowed it's mask to lower, just for a moment. Long enough to see a spark of concern in it's features. Something was truly amiss, possibly moreso than he knew, and that was the reason that he had summoned the Luna Diviner.

"Good evening, Saïx. I'm glad you could make it." Xemnas spoke reassuringly, calming Saïx somewhat. "Come, sit."

He walked over to his bed, sitting on the edge. He extended his arm to the side, indicating to Saïx that he should sit beside him. The wolf-like man reluctantly began walking over, hesitating a few times before reaching the spot that his Superior was signaling to, sitting down and fumbling nervously with one of his coat pulls; tugging on it, and twirling it between his fingers. Xemnas tried to comfort him by putting his hand on Saïx's shoulder, but this only seemed to distress the Berserker further.

"Is there something you care to tell me? Such as the reason you've been neglecting your duties, and skipping meetings? I want to know, Saïx. You're not in any kind of trouble, I just want to know why you've been so distracted."

Saïx swallowed hard. Actually, he had been planning to speak with Xemnas about the strange sensations he had been experiencing, but he had never gathered enough courage to do so. This was ridiculous! Nobodies weren't supposed to feel such trivial things as "emotion"! None of the others ever felt emotion, why him? Why not Demyx? He's the one who's always trying to convince everyone else that they have hearts! Why wasn't he the one to fall in love? Why him? And why Xemnas!?

"Come now, Saïx, you can tell me anything." Xemnas said, breaking Saïx from his thoughts.

Saïx nodded, biting his lower lip. His gaze was fixated on the ground in front of him. This was absolutely insane. He couldn't even look Xemnas in the eyes without his cheeks twinging pink, how was he supposed to tell him he loved him!? Especially since Xemnas didn't believe that Nobodies could feel such things. He took a deep breath, breathing out heavily to try and calm down. It proved to be effective for, although still fairly tense, he did feel more relaxed.

"Xemnas..." he said shakily. "as I told you several days ago, I went to see Vexen. I wasn't feeling like myself, so I thought I'd go see what the problem was. When I spoke to you, I said that nothing was wrong, but...I'm afraid that wasn't the truth. I told Vexen the symptoms and ran through a few tests. He gave me the diagnosis, and although it's not dangerous, it is...very strange."

He spoke the last words so quietly, Xemnas could barely hear them, regardless of the room's silence. Saïx turned his head completely away from his Superior, trying everything in his power to avoid eye contact. Xemnas merely remained silent, waiting for Saïx to continue.

"It seems that...I'm experiencing an emotion, sir."

Saïx dropped his head.

"And...it has something to do with you. That's why I didn't want to say anything."

Xemnas blinked. An emotion? Normally he wouldn't believe it, but the information came from Vexen and Saïx. They were the two members most likely to agree with him on that matter. Not to mention that Vexen had studied about these things. Xemnas was still pretty unsure about it, but if anyone in the Organization were to know about things such as emotion, Vexen would be the one; Xemnas was willing to consider the fact that Saïx was feeling some thing. But what emotion could Saïx possibly have towards him that could be interfering so much with his day to day tasks?

"I've actually been meaning to speak with you about it, but I could never bring myself to. I apologize, sir."

Tears pricked at the back of his eyes, threatening to spill forth, but at this point, he didn't even care. So what if he started crying? It's not like it would do any harm. What harm could it do? Especially considering what he was about to say. Xemnas cupped Saïx's chin in between his index and thumb, forcing Saïx to face him, although direct eye contact was still being avoided.

"Saïx, what is it?"

The first tear rolled down the wolf's cheek, leaving a silver path in it's wake. Saïx felt a leather clad thumb run across his jaw, drying the tear's trail somewhat. He felt stupid. He was crying like a small child in front of the man he loved and respected. As more tears streamed freely down the Diviner's face, he grabbed and clung to Xemnas' coat, burying his face in the man's chest needily.

"Xemnas!" he choked, his words muffled from speaking against leather. "Please! I-...I love you..."