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When Kuja opened his eyes, he was relieved to find Zidane sleeping on top of him. Kuja had thought he was dreaming when Zidane had come to 'rescue' him.
"Zidane, wake up..."
"Mmm... No... I no wake up now..."
"Come on, I'm hungry, I haven't eaten anything since last morning..."
"... Okay then..."
Zidane rolled off of Kuja, and stretched. He grabbed Kuja's hand, and they both made their way downstairs, where breakfast was being served in the dining hall.
"Where is everyone?" Kuja asked.
"I always wake up earlier than everyone else, and you always wake up earlier than me, so we're up super early."
"Zidane, is that Kuja?" Luneth asked, walking in.
"Yeah. What are you doing up so early Luneth?"
"I've been awake most of the night," He yawned, "I wasn't feeling too good."
"Poor Luneth. You should have some breakfasts with me and Kuja!"
"I think I will." Luneth smiled.
Luneth sat down and shifted next to Kuja.
"What do you guys want to eat? Imma get some toast."
"Yeah, get me about fifty pieces." Kuja replied.
"I'll have some toast as well, thank you Zidane."
Once Zidane left, Kuja groaned and slammed his head on the table.
"What's wrong Kuja?" Luneth asked.
"It's just... How come everyone is so nice over here, and not over at where I was living? It's not as if I've met anyone except for you, and you're great so far; you haven't threatened me or made fun of me or anything!"
"Don't think I ever will threaten or make fun of you either."
"Thank you Luneth."
Zidane soon returned with two very tall stacks of toast in each hand, trying his best not to drop everything. Kuja giggled at his little brother for taking him so literally.
"Zidane, I didn't actually mean get fifty pieces of toast."
"Good, cause I've only got bout ten in each hand!"
"Twenty? That's a lot Zidane." Luneth pointed out.
"Nah, five for each of us!"
"But there are three of us; there'll be five pieces left."
"Nope! Cause here comes Cecil!"
Zidane ran up to Cecil quicker than the eye could follow, and quickly offered up the pieces of toast.
"Breakfast for you Cecil!"
"Why thank you Zidane." He said, graciously accepting the toast.
Zidane ran back to Luneth and Kuja, offering Cecil a seat. He sat down next to Kuja, and Kuja scrambled over Luneth's lap to hide behind Zidane.
"Kuja! I told you everyone is nice here!"
"Meh..."
"Is this your brother Zidane?" Cecil asked.
"Yes, this is Kuja! Kuja say hi to Cecil."
"He... Won't hurt me, will he?"
"What? No! I would never hurt a child!"
Kuja smiled and held out his hand.
"In that case, I'm Kuja, pleasure to meet you."
"Why do you have to be so fancy about everything Kuja?" Zidane asked.
"Because one of us has to."
As everyone poured into the room, Kuja became a little uneasy, his eyes darting around the room, looking for the slightest sign of danger. Kuja nearly jumped out of his skin when Tidus appeared next to him.
"Zidane. Would you care to tell me why Kuja is over here?"
"Cause I rescued him! They were being mean over there..."
"Kuja can stay for the day. But when it starts to get dark, he has to go back, alright?"
Just as Zidane promised, Kuja got some cake. Although the two had to sneak it from the kitchen. But with Zidane and Kuja on the job, what could possibly have gone wrong? Well, the fact that the whole cake was taken, and the two brothers had half each. Besides, Kuja wanted to let off some steam. Two small genomes chased each other around the hallways, Zidane after Kuja's tail. Both laughed and joked as they played around like kids should, no one in their way to stop them.
Zidane quickly noted it was dusk, as he stood outside the bathroom door, waiting for Kuja to stop throwing up.
"Are you alright Kuja...?"
"...Yeah..."
Kuja unlocked the door, and walked out looking exhausted. He slung his arms around Zidane in a loving hug.
"I love you Zidane... Please don't make me go back..."
"I... Maybe I can come and stay with you instead?"
Kuja squeezed Zidane even harder. A small sob erupted from Kuja's throat.
"B-but I don't want you to get hurt!"
"Don't worry about me. In fact, I'll pwotect you."
"Zidane... It's protect..."
"Ahh, there's the Kuja telling me how to pwonounce things!"
"But I'm the older brother... I'm supposed to protect you..."
"It doesn't matter. I'll protect you with every ounce of my strength Kuja."
Zidane could feel his shoulder dampen. He held Kuja's shuddering body.
"Come on now Kuja. There's no need to cry... After all, you have me, don't you?"
Kuja weakly nodded his head, and slowly let go of Zidane.
"Before we go, I have to see Luneth. I need someone to cover for me..."
"Oh hey Luneth, we were just looking for you!"
"Hey guys, I was just going to bed."
"I'm going over to Kuja's house to keep him company, and I'll need you to cover for me... If Tidus asks where I am, tell him I'm with you having a sleep over, and that I'm in the bathroom."
"Why? Where are you going?"
Zidane let himself and Kuja into Luneth's room.
"I'm going to take Kuja back, and I'm staying with him."
"But Zidane, that's where all of the Chaos Warriors live!"
"Chaos Warriors?" Kuja asked.
"You... You guys don't know about it?"
"Know about what...?"
"The Chaos Warriors are all the bad guys, and for each of us, the Cosmos Warriors, there is a respective Chaos Warrior. It's like number four is Cecil, and over there number four is Golbez, those two are gonna have to fight sometime."
"But Golbez is really nice! He saved me once! Besides... If the bad guys live there... Why do I live there?"
Luneth stayed quiet, looking down to the floor.
"Luneth...?" Kuja whimpered.
"If number nine over here is Zidane... And your number nine over there..."
"No! I would never hurt Zidane, never!"
"Yes, I know, even when you were adults you didn't want to hurt each other."
"Adults? What are you talking about?"
"You lost your memory of being adults?"
Kuja and Zidane gave Luneth a blank stare.
"Well if you guys are going back, I've got something to give you."
Luneth ran to the back of his room and dived underneath his bed, returning to the two genomes with three chocobos.
"I brought these along in case I got scared... But, I'm sure Coco on his own will protect me... So you two can have these. I'll keep the green chocobo, Coco, Kuja can have the black one, Ember, and Zidane can have the yellow one, Choco! They'll protect you, as long as you take good care of them."
"Thank you Luneth..." Kuja said.
"Yea, thanks Luneth! But we have to go now, otherwise everyone will find out we're gone!"
"Now don't forget, be careful!" Luneth shouted at Zidane as he darted off, Kuja in tow.