Sugar-high Strawberry here (after my long period of procrastination) with another exciting instalment of The Son of 'Evil' 2. Thanx to Philoworm, Moormeta Ferrete and RefugeOfSouls for their reviews. BTW, I fixed the previous chappies, so if u don't get what happens, you'll have to go over them again maybe. (the rosebush scene is my fave :P).
Max – Well that was plain cruel, and that person was such a farkin idiot.
(Steiner appears from somewhere and does that retarded dance of his, you know, how he hops around)
Steiner – Watch your mouth infidel!
Zidane – Aw shut it Sir Rustalot. On with the fic.

A cool liquid trickled down Kura's face as a damp cloth was placed on her head. Her eyes shifted under her eyelids, but did not open. She was lying on something soft, and there were people nearby.
"Max, my dear boy, this is no what I meant by fetching our esteemed guest." She faintly heard a smooth cultured voice scold.
"Well, I was told to get her here, which I did," the cold voice of Max replied. "She would not have come quietly, or were you expecting just that?"
"I had hoped that you would use SENSIBLE means to escort the princess here, not kidnapping," the unknown voice snarked. The tone of this remark struck Kura as being familiar in some sense, like she'd heard it before. She fought to open her weary eyelids.
"Ah, the sleeping beauty awakens." Kura peered around, her vision foggy from the residue of Sleep. As her eyes focused, she was able to pick out the dishevelled and slightly scratched form of Max. The effect of her glare at him was lessened due to her blinking owlishly.
"Where the hell am I?" she growled as she struggled to sit up. A slim hand pushed down on her shoulder, forcing her back down on the bed.
"You are here," Max replied, returning her glare much more efficiently.
"Behave children," the unknown person scolded, holding up a reprimanding finger. Kura directed her gaze to this unknown person, and was met with a tall, slender man with waist length silvery hair. She gasped.
"You! You're-"
"Your dear uncle Kuja," he finished, smiling wanly at her.

Que to Alexandria.
A shiver ran down Alex's back and he twitched.
"You okay Alex?" Trent asked, teeth chattering from the after effects of the Blizzaga spell cast on him by Max.
"Yeah, I just got this weird feeling of apprehension," Alex frowned, then shook his head. "Nuthin' to worry 'bout. We still have to fix you up."

Que to wherever Kura, Kuja and Max are.
She openly gaped at this beautiful man, who had nearly destroyed the planet (according to her parents) and was pure evil (according to her mom).
"Whaaa," she mumbled, still staring. "Uncle?"
"Indeed cousin-dear," Max said.
"COUSIN!" she yelped.

Que to Alexandria…again.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Trent asked as Max sat up straight and yelped. "Maybe the healer needs healing?"
"No, it's just a feeling of impending doom this time," Max shivered, and took one of Trent's blankets for himself.
"Hey!" Trent protested, and a tug of war ensued between the crown prince of Alexandria and the young thief.

You know where
"We're related!" Kura exclaimed.
"Knew she'd be horrified or freaked out," Max dead-panned. "Told ya so, dad."
"How cool!" Kura bounced off the bed (that's what she was lying on, duh :P) and glomped Kuja.
"Or not," Kuja smirked over Kura's head at his son.
"This is so awesome! I found more relatives," Kura let go of Kuja and bounced up and down.
"Yay, I'm related to a hyperactive freak." Max muttered under his breath, eliciting a glare from Kura.
"I heard that, and I'm not that chuffed about being related to someone who kidnapped me," she snubbed him, turning her back on him. "It's just that I'm related to one of the most powerful mages to have ever lived." Kuja bowed.
"You are too kind milady," he replied, waving one hand while using the other to shield his eyes. Max shook his head.
"I'm going to my room now," he said and left the room. Kura poked her tongue out at his retreating back just before he closed the door, and decided to let her eyes roam around the room. Dark blue and violet drapes adorned the window seats so as to conceal the seat and ensure the privacy of one sitting in the alcove. Sapphire blue curtains hung from an elegant four poster bed in the middle of the room, and an ornate oak chest lay at the foot of the bed. Several pouffe style chairs lay scattered just before the wall length shelves piled high with books.
"This is a pretty nice setup you have here," she commented.
"Well, this is a palace, albeit in a most remote place, and one must keep up appearances," he replied. Kura nodded.
"Too true, too true."
"Although, it's a good thing that you like this room, as I hope you'll be staying here to help us with a little 'project' "
"Do tell"

If you don't know where by now, you're a fool :3
"Right then," Trent panted, wiping his forehead. "Seeing as how I'm now the champion tug-of-war blanket man-"
"-by default." Alex interrupted, pouting slightly
"…That too, I say that we get the stuck up Max guy and fix him good (even thought he's in my gang, grumble)." Trent said, standing up and power posing. Alex tilted his head and looked at him quizzically.
"Who's Max?"

The palace of Desserts (Max's room to be specific)
Max lay on his black bed, book in hand but not reading. Instead, he looked out his window to the endless desert plains. He sighed and returned his attention to his book, noting something down. Someone knocked on his door, but he ignored them. 'Probably dad or the princess.' he thought to himself. The knocking persisted, and he still ignored the sound, immersing himself deeper in his writings. As such, when the knocker entered his room, he noticed not.
"Is that your diary?" Kura asked. Max slammed the book shut and bolted upright, as a piece of paper floated out of the book. Kura picked it up, to find it was a picture of a lady with floor length black hair dressed in a casual tunic and breeches.
"Who's this?" she asked, curious as to why Max would have a picture of her.
"None of your business," he replied shortly, snatching the picture away and putting in the book.
"…She's pretty." Kura said after a while. Max just nodded, and stared out the window. 'Maybe if I ignore her, she'll go away'
"Look, I came to apologise for how I was acting before. Status changing spells have always had a weird after effect on me." she continued. "I don't really hate you, and Kuja explained why you came to get me, and I agreed to his proposal."
"…You did?" Max asked, slowly turning his head to face Kura.
"Yes."

SHS - MY NEW CAR IS COMING IN (counts) 2 DAYS!!! Yay-ness :3
Max – (waves little flag) Woohoo. Feel my excitement.
Alex – What's with the location heading, the readers should know where we were.
Max – It was for your benefit 'cause you're special.
Alex – Oh
ShS – be nice or I'll revive me PH34RS0M3 H4MM3R 0F D00M(xor).
Max – Meep, r&r ppl, or she'll kill me with the squeaky hammer. (runs away with the spoon O.o ph34r mah randomness XD)