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'Remember, in your heart, the world, is always in a constant state of change. The world as we
knew it then, no longer remains the same. Memories, from long ago eventually are meant to be
forgotten with the wind. If only, fates could be forgotten as well. A last word, a last touch, a last
embrace. Like any, we too were once children. Longing, searching, and finding our place in the
world. Nephrite, busily learning the secrets of the universe through his wit, while at the same
time still remembering how to comfort others growing up in the Americas. Jadeite, attempting to
master the art of patience and harmony in Asia. Kunzite, identifying what it means to be
affectionate towards others while remaining pure in the Middle East. Then I, growing up in
Europe trying to learn how to heal others and trying to understand the meaning of purification.
For whatever reason, fate decided to bring four children into the world named Kunzite, Nephrite,
Jadeite and Zoisite. If the irony of our names reveals some truth, then all of us being brought
together, under one palace, serving one master and growing up together means. We were
meant to find each other. I however, digress in this journal entry.' Zoisite wrote, now looking up
at the ceiling as he delicately tapped his cheek with his quill. The young 10 year old's green eyes
seeming dazed as he pondered what to write next. "Oi. Nephrite-ni-san," He started, "What was
the point of the assignment again?"
Nephrite yawned as he stretched his arms behind his back, the 12 year old brunette
appearing bored. "Beats me. Something about having to enter a state of peace. Ask Jadeite he
probably understands." He spoke nonchalantly before looking over to the short haired, 11 year
old Jadeite. "Sheesh this is so boring, I could have mastered that whole negative and positive
number concept by now." Nephrite spoke a bit frustrated, before looking at his blank piece of
parchment.
"The lesson is to teach us how to meditate before going into battle." Jadeite spoke
peacefully and calmly. By being able to attune with nature, we are then able to reach a state of
peace, that will allow us to do well in battle." He spoke softly, looking at the small stanza he
wrote that read, 'Fire. Tree. Singing Birds. Rest for now.' Soon he placed his quill gently on his
parchment of paper. "I like doing this. It's better than that whole fencing they are trying to teach
us." Jadeite commented before looking over at a 13 year old frustrated Kunzite.
"Does it still qualify as fulfilling the assignment if you just scribble. Since you know, you
still find a way to relax." Kunzite spoke confused as he pushed some of his silver strands away
from his tanned face. His piece of parchment paper, completely blotched in blue ink as he rose
his head with a twitching eye. Blue ink also blotched on his forehead and cheek.
Nephrite soon walked over to Kunzite's side in a laid back manner. His arms once again
behind his head as he looked at the stained parchment. "Yup, looks readable to me." He winked
before laughing and pointing at the blotches on the paper. "See there's a cat using the bathroom.
A cow that jumped over the moon, and look a singing tree in the wind. My Goddess! Kunzite,
you could become a brilliant painter!" Nephrite taunted, his hands on his hips while he laughed
out loud.
"How about I shove a paint brush down your throat and call it Choking Nephrite!" Kunzite
shouted now clenching his fists while shaking, trying to control his temperament. "Wait wait
wait." Jadeite interrupted, now trying to pull a fighting Nephrite and Kunzite away from each
other. "We must meditate on what this lesson is trying to teach us. Peace, Tranquility, and…"
Before his words could be finished a young Zoisite interrupted. "OH! Nephrite-ni-san! You're
right! There is a cow jumping over the moon on Kunzite-sama's paper." The long haired blonde
spoke now covering his own cheeks excitedly.
"It's not a cow!" Kunzite said on the offense, "My quill and I just got into a
misunderstanding." The teen said now looking bashfully away. "You should really learn to relax a
bit more Kunzite." Nephrite said. "We aren't initiated into Endymion's army yet. Not until he is at
least 17. Speaking of." Nephrite commented, now looking at and reading what Jadeite wrote,
"Fire. Tree. Singing Birds. Rest for now? How do fire and trees and birds and resting even work.
Wouldn't everyone be screaming, since. You know, everything would be burning." He asked
cluelessly. Despite being one of the smarter shittenou, when it came to understanding art,
haikus or emotion. He knew nothing, only that Pre-Cal looked like a masterpiece.
"YOU JUST RUINED THE IMAGES IN MY HEAD NEPHRITE-NI-SAN!" Jadeite whined.
"Now I have to start all over." It wasn't long until Zoisite appeared next to his whining
brother and pet a sobbing Jadeite on the shoulder. "There, there. It's okay Jadeite-ni-san.
I am sure you will come up with some other pretty words."
"They aren't just pretty words though. They are images…" Jadeite sobbed now rubbing
his wet eyes with the sleeve of his shirt. "Why can't any of you understand." He sobbed some
more, now into Zoisite's shirt. "Oh look, the Queen is coming." Zoisite commented before leaving
Jadeite behind and leaping into a closet. "QUICK HIDE ME!" Zoisite shouted. Kunzite could not
help but chuckle, "If you were that fast at fencing, you wouldn't need to hide Zoisite." Kunzite
spoke tenderly, "Please come out. I promise we won't be that hard on you while training this
time."
Nephrite looked over to Kunzite again, blinking and asking cluelessly, "We won't? Then
how will he ever learn how to fight in battle?" His question was promptly shortened however, the
instant Kunzite punched him on the arm rather aggressively. "OW! Kunzite, what gives!?" He
asked, his eyes narrowing while rubbing his bruising arm. A bolt of metaphorical lightning coming
from his eyes, and meeting with a bolt of metaphorical lightning coming from Kunzite's. "We do
remember how delicate Jadeite and Zoisite are. Don't we?" He asked Nephrite now hissing,
before the raven haired Queen walked in.
The Queen was adorned in a long pink gown that resembled that of a turtleneck and long
bell skirt. A navy blue cape, gently fell over her shoulders outlining her matronly but still young
body frame. She wore her long black and curlied strands in a bun, with some hairs tracing
elegantly against her shoulders. Her blue eyes, soft and gentle. Resembling those of Prince
Endymion's while a small but tender smile crossed her red painted lips. "Are my children arguing
with each other again." She laughed softly.
While Nephrite, Kunzite, Zoisite and Jadeite were not really her children. She had brought
them into the Earth Kingdom to one day become Knights for her son Endymion. Raising them
since Kunzite was 6 years old. That would have made Nephrite 5, Jadeite 4 and Zoisite 3 when
they first met. It was no wonder, she came to see them as her own, and she had learned early
on, that each child had their strengths and unique traits. Kunzite had always shown himself to
one day become a leader. Nephrite reflecting he would one day be a brilliant strategist.
Jadeite a loyal warrior who could establish peace in the most chaotic of situations, and then
there was Zoisite. Who, while he seemed a bit off compared to the other 3, he showed great
potential to one day become a promising healer.