Title: Word of the Day v. FFIV
Author: Garnet Eyes
Archived: fanfiction .net, livejournal .com
Last Updated: 29 Apr 2011
Summary: 17 June 2000 edition.
Rating: K
Characters/Pairings: Cecil, Kain
Author Notes: hirsute, adjective;
1. Covered with hair; set with bristles; shaggy; hairy.
Disclaimers: Final Fantasy IV is owned by Square-Enix and I in no way, shape, or form profit off of my writing. This is simply for my own pleasure, and may at any time be removed and/or modified as I see fit.
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If there was only one thing that could be said about the pains of long term missions, it would have to be that an unfortunate number of those missions did not allow for frequent bathing and general upkeep. Nothing was quite as irritating as growing a beard that one did not want, in Kain's opinion. Actually, there was only one thing that trumped that: growing a beard that he didn't want while Cecil remained completely whisker free. How the younger knight, as a man, could simply not grow such hair was beyond understanding; he had gone through his maturity, and although he was a touch too androgynous for comfort, he was still masculine enough to count. It was as though Cecil had some kind of uncanny powers of luck, to be free of such a burden.
The paladin, on the other hand, was not so certain that he had good luck in that. Kain had the choice to grow a "respectable beard" while Cecil had no possible way to do so. And after seeing the aged Fusoya, who was related by blood to the young half-blood lunarian, neither knight could fathom why Cecil lacked the ability to grow any whiskers. Cecil wasn't particularly fond of this particular stark difference between other people and himself, but Kain had decided that it would just ruin such a pretty face to have a beard, so Cecil's lack of facial hair was a good thing. That didn't mean that the dragoon couldn't be just a little bit jealous of the shorter knight's good fortune that he had no need to concern himself with a blade to take the whiskers from his face once a day.