"Well, good afternoon, little one." Kunzite said, smiling down at Zoisite.
Zoisite wanted to snap back how he wasn't little, but he refrained from doing so. Instead, Zoisite simply bowed. "Pleased to meet you, Kunzite-sama." said Zoisite respectfully.
Kunzite chuckled. "You don't need to bow. We're both guardians. And you don't need to call me Kunzite-sama either. Just Kunzite is fine."
Zoisite forced himself to stare straight into Kunzite's platinum eyes. "But already I respect you. And so I am going to call you Kunzite-sama." he said.
Kunzite was slightly taken aback. "Already respects me..." he thought. "Not at all challenging like Nephrite." Kunzite thought for a moment. "Bixbite, thank you, you may go. Zoisite, please enter my quarters."
Bixbite bowed and left.
"Please follow, Zoisite." Kunzite ordered softly.
Zoisite blushed as he followed into Kunzite's quarters. They had only met a minute ago, and already Zoisite was in his fellow Guardian's room.
"Zoisite, I don't know if Bixbite had told you, but I have a little surprise for you."
"For me?"
"Come here."
Zoisite followed Kunzite into his sun-room. Just as Bixbite had said, Kunzite had gotten a hold of a brand-new grand piano. But it actually was a surprise for Zoisite. The piano was way more beautiful than he ever could imagine.
"Wow..." whispered Zoisite as he stroked the lid of the grand piano.
"Do you like it?" Kunzite asked inquisitively, even though he already knew the answer.
"Do I like it? Do I? Kunzite-sama, I love it!" Before Zoisite could restrain himself, he ran over to Kunzite and wrapped his arms around the older man. Kunzite raised an eyebrow in surprise, but then gently stroked Zoisite's back.
A few seconds later, Zoisite gasped. "Kunzite-sama, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to be so...uh...affectionate already..." he said quietly, blushing.
Kunzite chuckled. "Don't worry about it. But it may be important to watch your emotions a bit more carefully."
Zoisite looked remorseful. "Yes, Kunzite-sama."
"Well, since you seem to enjoy the piano so much," Kunzite grinned, making Zoisite blush again, "Why don't you play something for me?"
"Alright. What kind of music do you like?"
Kunzite thought. "Well, Classical is my favorite, so, why not Classical?"
Zoisite smiled. "That's my favorite as well." He gracefully sat down at the piano bench. Then he noticed his reflection in the smooth ebony and smiled. Zoisite positioned his small, pale hands on the ivory keys.
"Hmm..now what song should I play?" Zoisite thought to himself. "Prelude in B minor by Chopin, maybe? It's my favorite, after all."
Zoisite took a deep breath and began to play the most melancholic and beautiful song Kunzite had ever heard. The young man really was talented. Kunzite felt something stirring, coming alive, and breathing deep within his very soul. It was as if Zoisite was giving the lovely melody a life of its own.
Suddenly, Kunzite realized that Zoisite's playing really was starting to influence his emotions. Why did he feel so sad? There was nothing to be depressed about! The fourth position of Guardian was filled by a talented and (Kunzite soon realized) beautiful young man. And this Zoisite was going to be his student, they were going to spend plenty of time together...Kunzite almost blushed.
Zoisite calmly and quietly finished playing his song. He rested his hands for a minute, then turned to face Kunzite.
"Kunzite-sama," he asked, green eyes glittering, "did you enjoy my song?"
Kunzite smiled and gave his new student a nod of approval. "I did indeed. Everything I heard about you is true. You really do have talent in those tiny hands of yours."
Kunzite gently lifted one of Zoisite's hands and carefully gripped it in one of his own, noticing the stark contrast. Zoisite's hands were lily-white, smooth, and tiny. Kunzite's were tanned, slightly rough, and a bit larger than average.
Zoisite realized that Kunzite was holding his hand, and he (unsuccessfully) tried not to blush. Zoisite rose gracefully from the piano bench, hand still interlaced with Kunzite's. He slowly looked up to meet Kunzite's gaze. It was impossible to look away from. Emerald green and platinum silver. Both beautiful on their own, but even more stunning together.
"This is so weird," Zoisite thought, "I've only just met Kunzite-sama, but it really feels like...like I've known him for forever..."
"I don't know what to think about this Zoisite..." Kunzite thought.
There was nothing but silence in the air.
