A/N: I still have only one faithful reviewer! Thanks, Prexistence! If
there's anyone out there reading but not reviewing, WHY? I don't know
you've read if you don't review! Well, I'll carry on with this fic, even if
there is only one person (beside myself) who wants it. Sorry about the
amount of time it took to get this out, but my computer had a virus.
Demeyra blinked. "How can you be brothers? You look nothing like each other."
Zidane shrugged. "We're not... ordinary brothers."
"Why can't you give me a straight answer?" Demeyra cried, rising to her feet. "What's going on?"
"There isn't a straight answer!" Zidane shouted. "Don't you realise some things are private?"
"You have important information about Terra!" shrieked Demeyra. "That feathered freak tried to kill me! Don't I deserve to know?"
"You don't want to know." answered Kuja, before Zidane could reply. He was stood leaning against the door frame, all traces of tears gone. "You shall have to be satisfied with that."
Demeyra's eyes widened with fear. "You're- you're out of your mind. I don't have to listen to this." She backed out of the doorway and ran out of sight. Kuja sat down heavily. "I'm sorry, Zidane."
"He WHAT?!" Garnet cried. "I cannot believe this! We lose sight of him for a few minutes- a few minutes, Zidane- and look what happens! He's not safe!"
Zidane had relayed the afternoon's events to Garnet, and the reaction was pretty much as he had expected, only much scarier.
"He's got to go, Zidane. Any sign of evil, remember? I want him out!"
"Garnet..."
"Don't try to plead, Zidane. Don't make excuses for him. Just get him out."
"Where else would he go?"
"The Black Mage Village? I don't know, and I don't care! If you won't get rid of him, Zidane, I will! I shan't have him under this roof a minute longer!"
"Garnet..."
Garnet left the room and spoke to one of the guards waiting by the door. "Inform Lady Beatrix that... that the newcomer to this castle is to be removed. Immediately. This message is of the utmost urgency. Do you understand me?"
"Yes ma'am!" The soldier saluted, then ran off to deliver the message.
"He's my brother, Garnet!"
"I'm sorry, Zidane." Garnet turned to face her fiancé. "But you can't be held responsible for him. He's evil. But you can't do anything about him."
Beatrix paled at the message. "The newcomer... is to be removed?"
"Yes, ma'am! Orders from the Queen, ma'am!"
Beatrix dismissed the soldier. "Kuja..."
Kuja was alone in his room. The window was open, and he sat in his chair, gazing outside. A flock of doves flitted past. They don't have to worry about being alone... about what will happen if I am thrown out of the palace...
Suddenly, a loud banging came on the door. "Open this door immediately!" shouted a voice from the other side.
"Who is this?" Kuja asked warily.
"We are Pluto Knights! Open this door!"
Kuja took the key off the table and unlocked the door with a smooth click. It burst open, and three Pluto knights crashed into the room, seizing Kuja's unresisting arms. "We are to remove you from the palace on Her Majesty the Queen's orders." said one of the knights.
"I know." said Kuja.
The knight spluttered. "Well- er- right. Come on." Motioning for the other knights to follow him, they escorted Kuja to the city. "Don't think about coming back, either." They snorted as they locked the gate behind them. As they sailed off on the boat which transported people in and out of the palace, Kuja sank to his knees.
I am alone in a town of people that would kill me if they knew who I was.
Shiva help me...
A/N: Oh, Kuja!!!!!!!! This took quite some thinking of, though it seems quite an obvious thing to happen. I am very depressed at the moment and I wrote this poem, as I often do when depressed. It's about Garnet's feelings towards Kuja, one of the most interesting relationships in the game!
Poor Little Rich Girl
You took my past.
You took my people. You took my home. You took what I truly loved.
So why do I feel In the deepest part of my heart In the darkest regions of my soul In the most secret place of my core That you need a second chance?
You tried to kill me and my love. You left me alone. You made me change. You took everything I held to as truth.
So what is it That tells me All you need is love?
People around sharpen their swords Ready to hold them against your throat And see that first drop of life's blood slide down your neck Are they feeling how I am feeling?
Deep down I think you loved me. I was your canary. Your songbird; your dove. Was all you said true? Or was I just another heart to win over? Just another step towards your selfish goal? Just another person to deceive?
The connection that binds me to you The fragile soul that joins us Through blood and love Should I listen to him? Or to you? Or to my head? Or to my heart?
So confused. So alone. Tangled in my own helplessness. Poor little rich girl.
Demeyra blinked. "How can you be brothers? You look nothing like each other."
Zidane shrugged. "We're not... ordinary brothers."
"Why can't you give me a straight answer?" Demeyra cried, rising to her feet. "What's going on?"
"There isn't a straight answer!" Zidane shouted. "Don't you realise some things are private?"
"You have important information about Terra!" shrieked Demeyra. "That feathered freak tried to kill me! Don't I deserve to know?"
"You don't want to know." answered Kuja, before Zidane could reply. He was stood leaning against the door frame, all traces of tears gone. "You shall have to be satisfied with that."
Demeyra's eyes widened with fear. "You're- you're out of your mind. I don't have to listen to this." She backed out of the doorway and ran out of sight. Kuja sat down heavily. "I'm sorry, Zidane."
"He WHAT?!" Garnet cried. "I cannot believe this! We lose sight of him for a few minutes- a few minutes, Zidane- and look what happens! He's not safe!"
Zidane had relayed the afternoon's events to Garnet, and the reaction was pretty much as he had expected, only much scarier.
"He's got to go, Zidane. Any sign of evil, remember? I want him out!"
"Garnet..."
"Don't try to plead, Zidane. Don't make excuses for him. Just get him out."
"Where else would he go?"
"The Black Mage Village? I don't know, and I don't care! If you won't get rid of him, Zidane, I will! I shan't have him under this roof a minute longer!"
"Garnet..."
Garnet left the room and spoke to one of the guards waiting by the door. "Inform Lady Beatrix that... that the newcomer to this castle is to be removed. Immediately. This message is of the utmost urgency. Do you understand me?"
"Yes ma'am!" The soldier saluted, then ran off to deliver the message.
"He's my brother, Garnet!"
"I'm sorry, Zidane." Garnet turned to face her fiancé. "But you can't be held responsible for him. He's evil. But you can't do anything about him."
Beatrix paled at the message. "The newcomer... is to be removed?"
"Yes, ma'am! Orders from the Queen, ma'am!"
Beatrix dismissed the soldier. "Kuja..."
Kuja was alone in his room. The window was open, and he sat in his chair, gazing outside. A flock of doves flitted past. They don't have to worry about being alone... about what will happen if I am thrown out of the palace...
Suddenly, a loud banging came on the door. "Open this door immediately!" shouted a voice from the other side.
"Who is this?" Kuja asked warily.
"We are Pluto Knights! Open this door!"
Kuja took the key off the table and unlocked the door with a smooth click. It burst open, and three Pluto knights crashed into the room, seizing Kuja's unresisting arms. "We are to remove you from the palace on Her Majesty the Queen's orders." said one of the knights.
"I know." said Kuja.
The knight spluttered. "Well- er- right. Come on." Motioning for the other knights to follow him, they escorted Kuja to the city. "Don't think about coming back, either." They snorted as they locked the gate behind them. As they sailed off on the boat which transported people in and out of the palace, Kuja sank to his knees.
I am alone in a town of people that would kill me if they knew who I was.
Shiva help me...
A/N: Oh, Kuja!!!!!!!! This took quite some thinking of, though it seems quite an obvious thing to happen. I am very depressed at the moment and I wrote this poem, as I often do when depressed. It's about Garnet's feelings towards Kuja, one of the most interesting relationships in the game!
Poor Little Rich Girl
You took my past.
You took my people. You took my home. You took what I truly loved.
So why do I feel In the deepest part of my heart In the darkest regions of my soul In the most secret place of my core That you need a second chance?
You tried to kill me and my love. You left me alone. You made me change. You took everything I held to as truth.
So what is it That tells me All you need is love?
People around sharpen their swords Ready to hold them against your throat And see that first drop of life's blood slide down your neck Are they feeling how I am feeling?
Deep down I think you loved me. I was your canary. Your songbird; your dove. Was all you said true? Or was I just another heart to win over? Just another step towards your selfish goal? Just another person to deceive?
The connection that binds me to you The fragile soul that joins us Through blood and love Should I listen to him? Or to you? Or to my head? Or to my heart?
So confused. So alone. Tangled in my own helplessness. Poor little rich girl.