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purplekitteI totally meant for Savior to be a one-shot, but now...
Title: Fairy-Ring Wife
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Theme: Favorite character (Kunzite)--Fairy
Genre: Drama, Romance
Version: Anime
Rating: PG
“I heard you married a boy.”
“Remarkable how word can reach the palace before I do and I’ve been riding nonstop.”
“Magic, of course. But you do have our new Zoisite, I take it?”
“Sure as you have our new Jadeite.” Kunzite’s expression looked too dangerous to be called unsure.
“I have him, I have him! Looks like we’re all male this generation, except for your bride of course…”
“Oh lay off. If you’d seen him you’d have mistook him for a girl too. Marrying her--him was simply expedient at the time.”
Nephrite burst back into uncontrollable laughter. “I wish I could have seen your face. It’s good enough now.”
“You will shortly be seeming my face from your good vantage point on the ground.”
“Ah! Kunzite! I’m not even wearing my sword, you dishonorable lout!”
* * *
Kunzite walked back into his rooms feeling tired but accomplished after a bout with Nephrite, a bath, and a talk with the king’s personal bishop.
“Zoisite.”
“Ev’ryone keeps callin’ me that.” At least someone else had made the same mistake as he had, because someone in palace supply had given him a dress. He was even prettier clean and in a forest green gown that brought out his eyes.
“It is both name and title. Why are you here? Weren’t you shown your chambers already?”
“I’m your wife.”
“Don’t worry about it. I was just talking to the bishop about that. He released your from temple service and the whole misunderstanding.”
“Divorce is an abomination that denies the word and name of God.”
“Do they really preach that out there?”
“Why ‘m I ‘Zo’site’, m’lord? ‘M a witch, born of a fairy or demon gone walkin’ in the woods.”
“It’s because you’re a witch, as you call it. You hold the magic of one of the Shitennou of the King. I bet your magic saw a huge increase two weeks ago,” when the old Zoisite died.
“Yes m’lord.” Zoisite looked at the ground, clearly not wanting to say more.
Kunzite decided to get him out of the habit of calling him that later. After all he was the leader of the Shitennou and the boy was only a trainee, so it was technically acceptable. Out of oppressive and abusive environment of the village he would gain more confidence.
“Go to your rooms. You’ll need your rest. Tomorrow you’ll be introduced to Nephrite and the new Jadeite and begin your training.”
Zoisite level his bruised chin. “It wouldn’t be right,” he said quietly. “What if you needed som’thin’ in the night?”
“That’s why we have servants.”
Zoisite made looking at the ground stubborn mostly because he wasn’t leaving.
“Alright,” Kunzite gave in. Another thing to get the elfin boy out of once he was more adjusted. “There’s a couch at the foot of my bed. You can sleep there.”
Title: Fairy-Ring Wife
Author:
purplekitteTheme: Favorite character (Kunzite)--Fairy
Genre: Drama, Romance
Version: Anime
Rating: PG
“I heard you married a boy.”
“Remarkable how word can reach the palace before I do and I’ve been riding nonstop.”
“Magic, of course. But you do have our new Zoisite, I take it?”
“Sure as you have our new Jadeite.” Kunzite’s expression looked too dangerous to be called unsure.
“I have him, I have him! Looks like we’re all male this generation, except for your bride of course…”
“Oh lay off. If you’d seen him you’d have mistook him for a girl too. Marrying her--him was simply expedient at the time.”
Nephrite burst back into uncontrollable laughter. “I wish I could have seen your face. It’s good enough now.”
“You will shortly be seeming my face from your good vantage point on the ground.”
“Ah! Kunzite! I’m not even wearing my sword, you dishonorable lout!”
* * *
Kunzite walked back into his rooms feeling tired but accomplished after a bout with Nephrite, a bath, and a talk with the king’s personal bishop.
“Zoisite.”
“Ev’ryone keeps callin’ me that.” At least someone else had made the same mistake as he had, because someone in palace supply had given him a dress. He was even prettier clean and in a forest green gown that brought out his eyes.
“It is both name and title. Why are you here? Weren’t you shown your chambers already?”
“I’m your wife.”
“Don’t worry about it. I was just talking to the bishop about that. He released your from temple service and the whole misunderstanding.”
“Divorce is an abomination that denies the word and name of God.”
“Do they really preach that out there?”
“Why ‘m I ‘Zo’site’, m’lord? ‘M a witch, born of a fairy or demon gone walkin’ in the woods.”
“It’s because you’re a witch, as you call it. You hold the magic of one of the Shitennou of the King. I bet your magic saw a huge increase two weeks ago,” when the old Zoisite died.
“Yes m’lord.” Zoisite looked at the ground, clearly not wanting to say more.
Kunzite decided to get him out of the habit of calling him that later. After all he was the leader of the Shitennou and the boy was only a trainee, so it was technically acceptable. Out of oppressive and abusive environment of the village he would gain more confidence.
“Go to your rooms. You’ll need your rest. Tomorrow you’ll be introduced to Nephrite and the new Jadeite and begin your training.”
Zoisite level his bruised chin. “It wouldn’t be right,” he said quietly. “What if you needed som’thin’ in the night?”
“That’s why we have servants.”
Zoisite made looking at the ground stubborn mostly because he wasn’t leaving.
“Alright,” Kunzite gave in. Another thing to get the elfin boy out of once he was more adjusted. “There’s a couch at the foot of my bed. You can sleep there.”
