Nothing to say really.


"Zidane!" A worried voice shouted, "Where the hell are you?"

Kuja heard a loud knock coming from the main entrance. He rushed over to the huge doors, sighing in relief when he saw Freya holding Zidane in her arms.

"Little devil fell asleep in a nearby tree." She muttered. "You look worried."

"I was…" Kuja breathed.

Zidane smiled in his sleep, his tail flicking against Freya's legs.

"This kid can't half sleep." Freya noted.

"You don't know the half of it…"


I didn't want to wake up… I was tired again now… But didn't I fall asleep in a tree? It was too warm to be outside, and besides, I could hear people talking…

"I'm sorry I jumped to conclusions yesterday. I didn't know that Zidane was safe."

"It's alright. It's not as if I didn't deserve it anyway."

"Well, all that's behind us. If Zidane cares about you, trusts you; then so do I."

Just as I was drifting off to sleep again, I started to have a coughing fit, which caused me to wake up abruptly, and choke on my own spit.

Kuja jumped up quickly, and Freya walked over to me, picked me up, and started to pat me on the back, rather hard, I might add. Felt like she was trying to beat me.

I coughed up the remnants of my stomach on Kuja's floor.

"There, feel better now?" I heard Freya ask.

"No, not really…"

"Serves you right for sleeping outside in a tree."

"Glad you could make it Freya. So now that you're here, we can, uh, tell you stuff."

"Ah yes. I promise I will not tell anyone this 'secret' of yours, though, I think I've already figured it out." She said, nibbling on a cookie in a hamster-like fashion.

"Well, here goes… No judging either, alright?"

She looked at me in a strange way.

"Would I really judge you like that, after all we've been though, after how long I've known you for? I don't think we have to worry about that."

"Anyway…" I cleared my throat, "After Kuja sent you and Vivi away, I was quite fine. In fact we slept next to each other in front of the fire. But after waking up numerous times, I found out that I was ill, and you know what I'm like when I'm ill."

I saw Freya shudder. Obviously she remembered the last time I was ill. Even though it was much worse than it was this time.

"How can I forget…?" Freya continued, "You wouldn't let anyone see you except for me. You were ashamed by your weakness."

"Okay Freya, I get it… Anyway, all the time I was ill for, Kuja basically cared for me until I got somewhat better."

"Alright then, I'm still guessing why you want to stay here, but would you clarify it for me?"

"I'm in love, Freya. Kuja has loved me so much more than anyone else can…"

Of course Kuja wasn't in the room at present; he had sneaked off, assuming we wanted some privacy.

"What about Garnet…? Surely you had some feelings for her in the past."

"Of course I had feelings for her back then… I was just a confused sixteen year old kid…"

"You're only a year older! How does that make any sense?"

"A year was enough to find out that I didn't like living with Garnet! I couldn't do anything without getting scolded by her!"

"I always did sense an aura of awkwardness between you every time I visited."

"Exactly… Here I have the freedom to do what I want…"

"But Zidane… What are you going to tell her? You'll have to tell her sooner or later… Otherwise she's going to suspect something, and she's going to ask me all about it. I won't tell her if she does ask me, but I expect you to tell her yourself, alright?"

"Maybe if I just never talk to her again, she'll forget about me?"

"Oh Zidane…" Freya brought her hand to her face.

"Alright, alright… I'll think of a way. But this is Garnet we're talking about here. What if she sends the whole of Alexandria after me? What if she'll hate me, and try to kill me? The possibilities are endless Freya!" I felt as if I were going to be sick again.

"The possibilities are endless, indeed… To be honest, I wouldn't put it past Garnet to hold a grudge against you… Plus it's Kuja you love, her absolute worst possible enemy. After all, I doubt she's forgiven him."

"So where are you off after you leave?" I asked.

"Back to Burmecia. I've promised Fratly I'd be back for our evening outing."

"Thanks for coming Freya… I really appreciate it."

"What are friends for, eh? I've left a bag of your belongings in Kuja's room, should you need them,"

"Don't be a stranger Freya. Come back and visit soon, alright?"

"Of course."

After our goodbyes, Freya left to be with her beloved. I left to be with mine.

I walked to Kuja's bedroom, where he was brushing his platinum lavender hair.

"I've always loved your hair." I blurted out.

"Really? Thank you Zidane, I take pride in my looks. It looks as though your hair could use a wash."

"Yeah, now that you mention it, I think all of me needs a wash. Sleeping for days can't do any good for personal hygiene."

"I'm sure it doesn't. You know where the bathroom is."

I nodded my head, and walked toward the bathroom. It took me about ten minutes to decide whether to have a bath or a shower. I chose a shower in the end, simply because it was quicker, and it hurt to lie on my tail for that long.

I turned the shower on, and felt the water for its temperature. I liked it cool. I got undressed, and stepped in, feeling grateful for the cold jets of water on my skin. My tail played around in the river of water beneath me.

After fifteen minutes of scrubbing my body and hair, I got out and dried myself off. I walked over to the sink and looked at myself in the mirror.

"Man, I look run down…" I muttered to myself, "My teeth need brushing…"

I suddenly remembered that Freya had left my bag in Kuja's room. Not even bothering to put a towel round my waist to hide my manhood, I walked into Kuja's room and retrieved the bag. Thank goodness he wasn't there. I walked back toward the bathroom.

"Why don't you have any clothes on Zidane?" I heard Kuja ask.

Busted. I stood there looking at him for several seconds before I started to say something.

"Because I needed to brush my teeth."

"Surely you can brush your teeth with clothes on?"

"Ah yes. I will next time."

"Don't worry Zidane. You can walk all around the place nude, I wouldn't mind." He laughed.

"I bet you wouldn't! Well, I'm gonna brush my teeth now. My mouth tastes like sick."

"Wonderful Zidane. Thank you for sharing that information with me."

I laughed, and proceeded to the bathroom. Five minutes later, I emerged, fully dressed, clean teeth. I still felt a little under the weather though. But I just shrugged it off.

It was starting to get dark; the days seem to just fly by recently, and I was quite tired, after last night. I lay on Kuja's bed, closing my eyes, not wanting to go to sleep, and just wanting to relax.

"Are you tired Zidane…?" I heard a sleepy voice ask.

"Yes…" I muttered, not bothering to open my eyes.

"Then I shall join you in your slumber."

I felt Kuja get into bed with me, and I wrapped my arms around him, not wanting to let go.

"I love you Kuja…"

"I love you too, Zidane."


I woke up to the bed all to myself. I sat up, stretched my arms, and got up out of bed.

"Ah, I see you're finally awake." Kuja said.

"What time is it then?"

"Just gone twelve."

"Damn. Hey, we should go outside for the day today! I haven't battled anything in a long time! I don't wanna lose my touch!"

"I'm sure you don't Zidane, but I'm not having you go out with your hair like that."

"Who are you, my mother?"

"If you want me to be."

"I think I'll pass on that offer."

I brushed my fingers though my hair and put it in a loose ponytail. Kuja sighed.

"Come here Zidane."

I laughed under my breath and walked over to him. He gestured for me to sit in the chair in front of him. Kuja took the leather tie out of my hair and gave it to me to hold. He picked up a hair brush, and raked it through, catching all of the knots.

"Ahhh! Kuja, stop!"

"This is what you get for not taking care of your hair…"

I endured it for his sake rather that mine.

"You know, you look adorable with your hair down." Kuja murmured.

"Thanks Kuja, but it just gets in the way when it down."

"Then why don't you cut it?"

The first thing that came to my mind was Kuja coming after me with a pair of giant scissors. I laughed at that strange mental image.

"I'm not gonna get it cut! I'll just keep it tied back, and then it won't get it the way."

"I know; I'll braid it for you."

I smiled as I could feel Kuja messing around with my hair. I passed the leather tie, and he put it in, so that the braid wouldn't come undone.

"Thank you Kuja."

I dived onto him, squeezing him in a tight embrace. I felt full of love today.

"I see you're full of energy today, Zidane."

"Ha-ha! Yeah, come on Kuja, let's go out!"


It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining and the birds were singing. How I wished to ride a chocobo at this moment.

"Where are all the monsters today? Haven't seen one yet!" I called out, frustrated.

"I'm sure something will turn up soon. Why don't you just relax and take in the scenery?"

We both walked through the plains, only coming across cactuars and griffins.

"Can we go home now Zidane? I'm fed up of fighting now…" Kuja moaned.

"Alright then, I'm getting tired as well. Let's go."

As we neared home, Freya could be seen waiting at the entrance.

"Hey Freya, what are you doing here so soon?"

"Garnet wants to see you Zidane."

"What? You didn't tell her did you?" I nearly screamed.

"Of course I didn't. She doesn't even know that I know she wants to see you. Garnet thinks you've run away of your own accord. She doesn't actually think you went to Kuja in the first place."

"I'm not sure whether that's a good thing or a bad thing…"

"Will you come with me to see her?"

I wasn't sure. I looked back to Kuja, who looked rather decisive.

"If you want to go Zidane, go. You must tell her sooner or later."

"Alright then… Off to Alexandria I guess…"

I hugged Kuja goodbye and proceeded with Freya.


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