[Scene: Kunzite's castle in the Dark Kingdom. Kunzite and Zoi are in highbacked carved chairs at a dark table, enjoying a meal of odd looking delicacies, but Zoi is looking a little preoccupied.]
Kunzite: You should be in a good mood, today of all days.
Zoi: [coy] And if I don't want to be in a good mood?
Kunzite: Too bad.
[Zoi giggles as Kunzite pulls him from his chair and into his lap.]
Zoi: [snuggles against his chest and eyes a package with green wrapping paper] Can I open my present now?
Kunzite: Not until your birthday.
Zoi: It is my birthday, in at least on half the timezones on Earth, and seeing as how we can both teleport, I think that should be all that matters.
[reaches for the present, but Kunzite pulls his hand back.]
Kunzite: Nice try, but we are going by Hen Tie's time which is Pacific Standard. So you will have to wait another eight minutes and twenty four seconds, exactly.
Zoi: [sighs and nuzzles Kunzite's chest] I suppose I can wait another eight minutes if I have to. [gives Kunzite a sly look] See how much you've spoiled me?
Kunzite: This is nothing. Wait until we are old enough to live together, and then you will learn the true meaning of overindulgence.
Zoi: [giggles] You are such a bad influence.
[Zoi's head is spinning by the time Kunzite leans in and presses his lips against his. His mouth lingers on Zoi's smooth and gentle, until Zoi wraps his arms around his neck and throws himself into the kiss with a little too much enthusiasm.]
Zoi: Will you be coming over to dinner with my parents tonight?
Kunzite: I shouldn't.
Zoi: No, you should. Come to dinner with us. It's my birthday, after all, and you are my husband.
Kunzite: And you don't think that will be a little awkward? Seeing as how you are only just reaching Washington's age of consent another seven minutes and fifteen seconds?
Zoi: Well it's going to be awkward enough in any event. What with my mother having dinner with my father, who she never really got along with at the best of times, while five months pregnant and recovering from jetlag after taking a sixteen hour flight without her new husband...and...you're right...You should stay home. [sigh] God, tonight is going to be torture.
Kunzite: I'm sure your parents will both be on their best behavior. You did have a very publicized brush with death only a few months ago, and things like that tend to inspire divorced parents to put their petty differences aside.
Zoi: It's not that...It's that Mom doesn't know exactly how much I've "changed" since I moved to Hen Tie. And Dad does. As far as she is concerned I'm just her flamboyantly gay son who has found some degree of happiness with a slightly older boy. She doesn't even know we're married. That really isn't fair, now that I think about it.
Kunzite: Are you going to tell her?
Zoi: I really should...Except this is my mother we are talking about...My father's got a temper, he's overprotective, and he's not right about everything as often as he thinks he is, but he's not the type to hold grudges. [give Kunzite a sad look] I don't recall a time when my mother has forgiven anyone for anything.
Kunzite: You think she will be angry that you eloped?
Zoi: Undoubtedly. That will probably upset her even more than finding how I died and came back as a demon...but even if she finds it in her heart to accept that this is everything I've ever wanted, learning her new son-in-law is servant of the darkness who has irrevocably pledged his soul to evil for all eternity is going to be a dealbreaker for her.
Kunzite: [smirk] Yes, I can see how this could pose problems.
Zoi: [frowns] I'm not ready to tell about all that, but I'm sure she's going to have a million questions for me about us. We've chatted a lot over Skype, but it's not the same as being grilled by her face to face. So I've got to sit there and lie to her all night long, while my dad's got a "I know stuff that you don't know, Renee" grin all over his face the entire time I'm just digging myself in deeper...
Kunzite: I'm sure it will be fine, but do have some news that might cheer up in the meanwhile.
Zoi: [nervous] What's that?
Kunzite: It's going to be your birthday in 3...2...1
[Youma enter playing musical instruments and bearing gifts, orbs of light appear, and a shower of magical petals showers down from the ceiling.]
All: Happy Birthday!
[Zoi laughs with delight and sits up so he can reach the green package]
Kunzite: Allow me. [pulls the present closer and Zoi tears into it]
Kunzite: Where did the enthusiasm come from?
Zoi: You made me curious.
[Opens the box and pulls out a egg made of gold and enamel. and stares at it with big green eyes.]
Zoi: Is this a genuine Faberge Egg?
Kunzite: [smiles] Would I have given you anything less?
[Zoi winds it up and the egg opens like a flower, forming a gem encrusted nest with chirping gold bird inside of it.
Zoi: And you got this from the Czar's palace and have been hold onto this since the time of Rasputin?
[Kunzite smile falls and he looks away]
Kunzite: Actually I stole it from a drug dealer in Luxembourg a week ago...I didn't really have a need for a bauble like this before then.
Zoi: [kisses Kunzite] It hardly matters. It will look divine on my bookshelf in any case.