Kunzite grinned and pulled Jadeite into his embrace, not letting go of his head.

"You are lucky that you are also an adorable little annoying bugger," he said and stroked Jadeite's cheek. Jadeite's eyes were shining with expectation, but also showed a little annoyance that he had given in again, and a little fear, because Kunzite ate annoying little buggers for breakfast, no matter how adorable they were.

Kunzite was amused.

"You are doing it again," he said, and when Jadeite looked up to him in surprise, he added: "Making a face. I wonder what it'd take to cheer you up a bit."

He pulled the young man even closer. "I bet I will find it out..."

The kissing went well, making Jadeite feel dizzy from anticipation, a thousand butterflies dancing in his stomach. It really had been a while...

Kunzite always was so sweet with him. A rough player by nature, he reserved his kindness for the youngest of the Shitennou.

Jadeite knew why it had to be like this, Kunzite as a youngster had been fencing off advances of older Guardians all the time, and hated superiors that took sexual advantage of their position from the bottom of his heart.

Jadeite had been born and raised in the palace, a kid always hearing more than he should, nothing surprised him much any more. But Kunzite was a country bumpkin, he had standards. Zoisite had taken care of that quickly, but Kunzite had remained wary of young Jadeite for a long time. It had taken Jadeite several years, a Guardian status and all the determination and courage he could muster to get through to Kunzite that he was definitely past his training years now, in no ways Kunzite's underling and old enough to get screwed like everyone else, damnit!

Still, Kunzite treated him with more caution than necessary.

Jadeite knew it, but he grew impatient. How slow was Kunzite going to get?

"You were so young," Kunzite whispered, and suddenly Jadeite understood. Kunzite's hand still rested at the back of his head - the place where a part of the Dark Kingdom's ceiling had gone right through and ended his last life. Jadeite's body had been restored in perfect condition, without even a scar. But Kunzite's senses were sharp enough to feel the slight distortion in Jadeite's personal magical field.

Jadeite would have to talk to him. Oh no. He never said much when he was taken by Kunzite, he was too overwhelmed by the gorgeous man and there wasn't really much they needed to talk about.

But now... Jadeite knew he had to say something to get Kunzite's mind off matters, but he didn't know what.

Jadeite took a shaky breath. "I'm okay, Kun," he said. "Really."

But Kunzite's hand didn't move away, and Kunzite's attention shifted more and more on the past terrors, forgetting about present pleasures.

Jadeite opened a clasp of Kunzite's jacket and slipped his hand in, and under the shirt beneath, looking for one special distortion in Kunzite's chest.

It wasn't easy to locate. Other than his fellow Shitennou, Kunzite was eager to reincarnate and had spend the time in between the Golden Kingdom and the Dark Kingdom in more reincarnations than he could count, his magical field had deathmarks like the moon had craters. But there it was, fresh and strong, the mark where a sword - Jadeite's sword - had gone through his chest not long ago.

Jadeite placed his fingertips carefully on it, for a moment they stood like this, each one holding the other reminding that immortal as they may be, they were still vulnerable.

Then Jadeite looked up into Kunzite's face.

"We're back, it's a new life," he said. "We'll do better this time, right?"

"Yes, Jadeite, we will."

"Then... stop thinking about it, and kiss me again!"

A demand. He had never voiced a demand to Kunzite before. A hot flash of nervosity shot through him while Kunzite just watched him with an incredulous smile.

"You know, Jadeite, I think you could... "

Jadeite kissed him before he could finish the sentence. Nervous, pouty, but determined.

Now he had Kunzite's attention.