Chapter 4
Once Again I do not own, the book stated in this chapter that's owned by John Gray and all the characters are property of respective owners (Toei Animation and Naoko Takeuchi.) Sorry, I'm getting kind of lazy with the disclaimers. Hopefully nothing is too OOC, please let me know if anything is. I fed you guys my longest chapter ever!
Kunzite turned the lock in the castle door. The incessant chatter of the youma gave him a headache. Now, he had to put up with Zoisite's endless whining. He stepped through the door and quietly slipped up the stairs, enjoying the restful silence. Maybe now he could finish his shower undisturbed.
He snuck to his room to get his bathing supplies (kept in a hidden area since Jadeite put hair dye in Zoisite's shampoo. Though the violet hair looked rather nice on him, the former dirty blonde didn't seem to agree.) Kunzite smirked at the thought. He grabbed his supplies and strode across the floor towards the bathroom.
He came to the door to find a putrid scent emanating from the doorway. He wrinkled his nose and peered though the door to see what was causing the wretched odor. To his surprise, he found Zoisite curled up on the bathroom floor. He knelt beside the younger king.
"Zoisite, get up now." Kunzite grabbed his shoulder and started to shake him forcefully; however, he still remained limp and unresponsive. The eldest king shook his head at the situation that he was now placed in he sighed and feels the younger man's cheek. It seemed a little too warm for his liking. To get a better look at Zoisite he flipped him over, to his surprise the little king had large bruises all over his face.
" You should be in bed." he scolded. The eldest Shitennou wrapped the 18 year old in his cape and carries him to his room. He changed the sweat drenched sleepwear, put clean ones on, and carried the young man to his own room.
It was an unspoken rule to stay out of the other Shitennou's quarters, but this was an exception.
Kunzite glanced around as he peeled back the duvet and laid Zoisite on the bed. Tucking the blankets around his shoulders, the Middle Eastern King conjured a basin, and placed it beside the bedside table. Just in case.
The eldest Shitennou made a quick teleport, grabbed a stack of papers from his desk, and zipped to Zoisite's room. Settling in the plush chair, he began to work.
"I'll need to complete these," he sighed, rubbing his temples, "or Beryl will have my head."
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"Nephrite, shouldn't you slow down a bit?" Jadeite asked, concerned. "This is your seventh drink in half an hour."
"Why should my habits concern you?" Nephrite barked.
"Because usually I'm on the receiving end of on the consequences!" the blonde piped.
"Now, If you don't mind I'm going to finish my book."
"You have been reading that book for a month now, what is it called?" Nephrite questioned.
"Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus."
" Why are you reading that trash?" the taller one ridiculed.
"…." The smaller man did not reply. He continued to sip his martini, and once again became engrossed in reading about the inner workings of women's minds.
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Since he returned from retrieving the papers from his office, all was quiet.
" Finally, after two hours of continuous paperwork, all required reports are filed." he said blinking his eyes, trying to get rid of the tiredness attacking them. Just then, he realizes that he had not returned to his own room. He's sitting on the high back plush chair in Zoisite's quarters. To his surprise, the room looked like a mellow person lived there instead of the hot headed male. The walls where a emerald green as were the silk like bed sheets with a rose wood vanity table with a little soft bristle brush resting on a realization hit him, he had forgotten all about Zoisite and his condition.
Kunzite stood up and wandered over to the young man's bedside, and brushed his hand across the delicate forehead of the smaller king. Heat radiated off Zoisite's body, even though he was shivering.
"What's happened little one ?" Kunzite pondered aloud. Apparently, the only audience was a seemingly comatose teen.
Suddenly he heard a weak groan coming from the European king; Kunzite peered at the young man in bed to see that Zoisite's eye's were slightly cracked open. The small blonde turned his head towards the older king's direction, perplexed.
"Ku-Kunzite- sama, what are you doing here? Where is here?" the young man's voice was barely audible from his parched throat.
" Good, you're awake. Now tell me who did this to you."
" What are you talking about kunzite-sama?" the small man asked, his eyelids getting to heavier. " Please, could you get something for me to drink?"
" Your awake now, you can get it yourself" Kunzite said sarcastically.
" Fine Kunzite-sama"
The Middle Eastern king turned to leave the room and strode towards the exit, as he put his hand on the door; he heard a thud coming from behind him.
The taller man spun around to find Zoisite in a crumpled heap on the floor beside the bed.
"Kunzite-sama please make it stop, it hurts so much!" the young king cried. grabbing the pain inflicted area.
"I have to get you to a healer. Now."
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Coming up… Laundry wasn't enough. Jadeite knows a little more than Kunzite thinks.