Prompt: #67. Have
Betas: None. You have been warned.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.
Rating: G
Notes: Cross-posted on my LJ.
Summary: The stupidity that overcame his fellow Shitennou when they were presented with lovers from their past lives was astounding, to say the least. Not to say that he would be completely at ease if he were to meet his lovely Senshi from Mercury, but Zachariah would like to think that he would still have his wits with him when he did.

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Sharing Is Caring

Huddled in the corner of his room, Zachariah Gima was careful to position his computer so that if someone were to barge into his room, the contents on the screen would not be easily seen.

The monitor was the only source of light in the room, casting altering colors onto Zachariah's face as he typed away. Occasionally, he would narrow his eyes at the screen, as if he'd seen something not to his liking. Seconds later, however, he would resume typing.

A knock on the door made him frown. He didn't bother answering, but the door opened anyway, just as he clicked on his mouse to change the window he had been working in on his monitor to another one.

"Are you going to bury yourself in there again?" Kiyoshi asked, appearing at the doorway.

Zachariah glanced at him and quirked a corner of his lips upwards into a sneer, though his fingers didn't stop in their typing. "I thought that's what the lot of you wanted, for me to stay here, all docile and quiet while the rest of you chased after the Senshi."

Kiyoshi remained silent for a while, so long that Zachariah stopped typing and turned his head around to look at him in clear view. His eyes met with Kiyoshi, and the latter seemed to snap out of it, shaking his head.

"We don't need unnecessary complications," Kiyoshi said.

Zachariah made an indistinctive noise but didn't answer.

Kiyoshi stood there for another couple of minutes before sighing. "Jin cooked dinner. When you're ready to stop sulking, he'd left you a plate in the kitchen."

With that, he shut the door behind him.

Zachariah tilted his head to one side and stopped typing, listening carefully for the sounds of footfalls down the stairs. When he was certain that a certain silver-haired General wasn't going to appear again, he changed the window on his monitor back to the one he had been working on before.

After a couple of more keystrokes, he let out a low whoop. His vibrant green eyes quickly scanned over the content, and with each passing second, they narrowed just a bit more until they were mere slits.

Instead of running downstairs to confront Kiyoshi, like he usually would do, or tearing down Jin's door to ask for an explanation, Zachariah leaned back in the armchair he was sitting in. The wheels of his mind continued to turn as he looked through the contents again until he came to a decision.

A Cheshire-like grin appeared on his face as he copied and pasted the contents to his desktop and encrypted it so that no one else could access them except for himself.

He had wondered why Jin had seemed so pleased with himself this morning. When the other Shitennou refused to share information, Zachariah had been suspicious. Never in his wildest dreams, however, did Zachariah thought that he would find … such incriminating evidence against Kiyoshi and Jin, and in the form of photos, too.

Awfully silly for Jin to actually believe that he could hide them from Zachariah, especially when he had taken those pictures on his phone.

Zachariah rolled his eyes and sighed. The stupidity that overcame his fellow Shitennou when they were presented with lovers from their past lives was astounding, to say the least.

Not to say that he would be completely at ease if he were to meet his lovely Senshi from Mercury, but Zachariah would like to think that he would still have his wits with him when he did.

After all, his Mercury did prefer the companionship of people with brains.

A slow smile appeared on Zachariah's face as he pictured the day when he could meet his lovely water Senshi again. Did she still enjoy swimming? Did she still liked playing chess? Was her curiosity still as strong as it used to be?

Though he knew that he could probably easily find all that information, he stopped himself from doing that. He wanted the pleasure of learning small things about her slowly, the step-by-step, subtle courtship that they could have, similar to what had happened oh so many years ago.

He slyly looked at the encrypted files on his computer screen; thankfully, he didn't have to wait too long anymore for his wishes to come true.