Please excuse bad cute scene, I've writers block.

Or as my friend would call it, 'retardation of the mind'.

Anyway, I had to put Zidane singing, I just had too.

Also I was listening to 'Zidane's Theme' this morning, and I've noticed it sounds so playful, determined, and innocent.


It was quite relaxing holding onto Freya's waist and jumping to the rhythm of the chocobos feet. Freya had called Choco to take me home.

"Come on Zidane, get off, we're here."

Freya helped me down, and I could hear running footsteps.

"Zidane!" I heard Kuja call.

Kuja came running up to me, where I threw myself at him, in a warm embrace.

"You look exhausted! Did your talk with Garnet go alright?"

"Didn't really go as planned, but it will have to suffice."

The three of us walked inside, and I lay on front of the fire, while Freya talked to Kuja about the whole incident.

"As you might have guessed, Garnet was not amused."

"Ah yes. I can understand how female teenagers are."

"She pulled Zidane's tail and started to kick the living daylights out of him."

I cringed when she mentioned Garnet pulling my tail.

"When he finally came around, he went into his trance, in hope of 'putting Garnet in her place', but Steiner was there to protect Garnet, and then Steiner pulled Zidane's tail."

"It's excruciatingly painful when someone pulls a genomes tail. Not nice at all."

"Yes, I could tell by Zidane's reactions. In the end, Zidane was tired out by Steiner, but Garnet struck Zidane while he was down. I don't think I'll forgive her after all of this."

"I shouldn't have let him go…"

"The longer you would have delayed it for, the worse it would have gotten."

"Yes, I suppose. But the thought of him getting hurt like that doesn't really make me feel all that good."

"But right now, it's better off forgotten. After all, we don't want to get Zidane in anymore pain than he's in now."

"Freya, I'm fine. It's not as if I haven't been thrown around a little in the past." I said.

"Yes, but I hate to see you get hurt like that, especially by a friend."

"Well, I don't really think there's much of a friendship between us anymore, so don't worry."

"Garnet went way overboard." Kuja muttered.

"I'm glad you didn't come with us." I added, "Otherwise I think we'd be attending your funeral right about now."

"I'm sure I could have handled the little brat. Maybe an Ultima spell or two just for hurting you…"

"That's all in the past now. Maybe we could all just rest a little… Just for a minute."

"I'll take that as my cue to leave." Freya muttered, "I'll see you two real soon, alright?"

"I'm sure. Bye Freya. Thanks for all the help." I replied.

"Not a problem Zidane. Not a problem."


It was too hot to sleep… Kuja lay next to me, sleeping peacefully. He could sleep through anything, I swear.

I got out of bed, and stripped off all of my clothes, excluding my boxers, of course. I got back into bed, but not under the covers.

"Are you alright Zidane?" I heard Kuja ask.

"Oh, did I wake you? I'm sorry."

"It's alright… Why are you naked?"

"I'm not totally naked. I was just too warm."

"It does get a little warm in here in the night. You know Zidane, you have a beautiful body."

I was glad it was dark. I felt my face get even warmer as I started to blush madly.

"But that bruise… It looks painful… Come here."

I shuffled my body over to Kuja, where he put his hand on my bruise. I flinched, but he held me steady.

"I'm only going to use some white magic, calm down…"

I hated white magic. It stung a lot more than you thought it would. I clung onto Kuja as he healed my wounds.

"There. That's you done now."

"Thank goodness… I love you Kuja…"

"I love you Zidane."

Kuja raked his fingers through my long hair, taking out the tie holding it in a pony tail. He started to kiss me, and I felt a little aroused.

"Mmm… Kuja…"

I wanted to touch him. To hold him. But I was feeling a little shy tonight. He licked my lips, asking for permission, and it took a while for me to grant it. Though I was glad I did. His tongue felt like silk… He seemed to dominate the kissing, not that I had anything wrong with that.

There was an ache between my legs. But I wasn't ready for that. Not yet. For the moment I preferred loving kisses and tender holds.

Kuja's hands explored my body, while mine were gripping his hair. He touched me so lovingly, that a shiver went down my spine. He kissed me again so softly that I thought he was an angel. Even though I was getting a little tired.

"Ah, Zidane…" He murmured, "Do you mind if we sleep now…?"

I swear he could read my mind.

"I don't mind at all…"


The avenger is roaming through the land
ready for the clash, for the lasting gash
mothers kissing sons with a staff in hands
the bride is shining when the groom is gold…

Kuja woke up to the sound of something melodious. It sounded like someone singing…

The Spirit is over town, waiting for me to hit the floor
blooming white sky for the voice of one calling tonight
tonight fate is the red crown, the red crown around your door
Time is scattering the seeds of the mourning daylight…

He walked out and followed the beautiful voice. He followed it outside, to where he found Zidane sitting on the roof, singing his little, innocent heart out.


Shouting worship choked in a wave of silver
the offering's grief for Deceiver's pride,
Salvation man is a cup of fire
but hope is the star on a morning tide
but hope is the star on a morning tide…

I really enjoyed singing. Although I hated when people could hear me. I liked singing loud and proud when it was just me, myself, I.

The Pilgrims are gathering and the marching band, the marching band's howling
Compassion is the flag a righteous man, a righteous man will hold
The Pilgrims are gathering and the marching band-

"You have a beautiful voice Zidane." I heard Kuja say.

I stopped instantly. I felt my face go red. I felt so embarrassed.

"No I haven't Kuja…" I insisted.

"You have a wonderful singing voice Zidane… Besides, I've heard those lyrics before. Where are they from?"

"I can't believe you can't remember. They're the lyrics from Cosmos, remember now?"

"Oh yes, I remember now."

"I kinda miss everyone to be honest…"

"Everyone was mean to me, just because I was the youngest… Ultimecia was even more horrid to me, just because I was prettier than her…"

"You're prettier than anyone I know… You know, kujaku means peacock in Japanese… I think it's quite befitting…"

"No one has ever said I have looked pretty before…"

"Kuja, you are the most beautiful person I've come across in my life."

I'm sure I saw a tear escape Kuja's eye. I jumped down to his level caught him in an embrace. In a matter of seconds, Kuja was reduced to sobs and sniffles, clasping onto me, as if I were going to slip out of his grasp.

"No one has ever said I was beautiful before…"

"Really…?"

I was actually quite surprised; Kuja was physically beautiful. He seemed proud of his looks, yet no one takes any notice… Maybe that's why he used to be obsessed with himself…

"Really… You're the first one…"

"Am… Am I your first love…?" I asked, a little bit unsure.

"Yes… And I love you more than anything in the world…!" He sniffed.

"I love you more than anything too, Kuja…"

We watched the sun rise, over the hills, while I held Kuja in my arms, telling him how beautiful he was…


Over the Hill is actually my favorite song from Final Fantasy IX.

So I guess it's a little bit of a reference.

Also, if you need lyrics, I have em'

My mother got me the cutest Zidane Play Arts figure for passing my science GCSE's.

It's so cute. It's next to my Dissidia Zidane figure.