A short break (Zoisite)

Kunzite since being given another body of his own had been running all over the place making sure everything should be how it was supposed to. Endymion hadn't been to keen on leaving his quarters so Kunzite had taken it upon himself to make sure everything was running smoothly and he was getting a bit worn out from it all. He had been walking off to check something when he had started going through the gardens and had slowed a bit. Eventually he came to a stop he probably shouldn't have but he couldn't help it he needed a bit of a break so why not take one now. Problem is he couldn't remember where he was headed. he stood over looking the gardens for a bit he could see the refugee tents off to the distance but wasn't the least bit interested in actually going down and doing anything there right now. 

After a few moments he decided to do something he didn't do to often the last time he had been here. He sat down on the ground one leg stretched out in front of him and the other one with his knee bent. he rested his arm on his leg and put his other hand on the ground behind him. He probably shouldn't be sitting down to rest things needed to be done around here and he seemed like one of the only one's willing to do most of it sure the other three shitennou had been extremely helpful but Jadeite and Nephrite seemed more worried about sitting with their prince which Kunzite would have no problem with if so many things didn't need to be taken care of.

[blockquote]For the first time they had been reawakened to serve their King once more, there was a short – very short – lull in the flurry of trying to organize some sort of counterattack. As such, the coppery-blonde Second in Command of the Shitennou had retreated to the one place he felt he could even hear himself think, let alone form any sort of coherent thought. And that was what he needed to do just then; form thoughts, plans, stratagems, plots… the things he was supposed to be good at for Gaia’s sake! With a soft sigh, Zoisite tried to calm himself, lest he begin to tug at the end of his ponytail in anxiety and nervous frustration again. That would do nothing other than result in split ends, and he hated split ends… almost as much as he hated the current situation, and how utterly useless and worthless he felt. While the grey-green-eyed Frenchman may have been a touch vain and narcissistic, he regarded it as a personal failure when he couldn’t come up with anything even remotely helpful or worth bringing to his King’s attention. So, as said, he had used his short time of respite to slip off to the one place he could think clearly – the rose gardens of Elysion.
 
Oh, there were far more than roses in the extensive gardens, yes, but aside from cherry blossoms, (none of which grew here, much to his disappointment) Zoisite had always loved roses. They… calmed him, in ways being around people never could, or even when he was alone with his studies. Well, he couldn’t help thinking, as he examined a lovely red rose, there was one person who could always make him feel at ease… Even if that same person tended to make him more nervous and anxious than ever, as well. Feeling the wind begin to pick up, Zoisite smiled softly, an expression he usually never let anyone see. As the breeze carried the scent of the roses with it, and the petals as well, the coppery-blonde acted on impulse, and unbound his copper-hued tresses. So wavy it was almost curly, his gold-copper hair reached to the small of his back when bound tightly even in a low tail, but when open, the shining mass reached to just above his waist. Shifting just slightly, the pale, beautifully effeminate boy – because yes, he was in truth still an eighteen-year-old boy, though he appeared twenty-three – allowed his hair to be teased by the wind, as it slowly picked up and died down again, carrying with it the scent of roses, and rose petals as well.
 
He didn’t even notice he was no-longer alone in the garden, so entranced was the youth by the flowers he so loved.[/blockquote]

OOC:

Kunzites attention was soon drawn from the view from his seat on the ground to another part of the part of the gardens he was in. How had he not noticed zoisite before. Had the other just gotten here or had he been here this whole time. Well if he had been here before Kunzite had gotten here that would explain why Kunzite hadn't been able to find him when he needed him earlier. The meeting with Endymion and Pluto earlier had been an utter disaster. He should have used a different tone than what he normally did but than again that just wasn't the way Kunzite was. 

Kunzite watched his second in command for a few his shoulder length white hair fluttering around his face a bit. their was just something about the blonds expression it wasn't one any of them had seen often. Granted Kunzite wasn't sure if he had ever seen it and he had been the closest to Zoisite at one time. "Zoisite have you been here this whole time or did you just get here?" the white haired man asked curiously.

Of course, peace never did seem to last for the coppery blonde… With a sharp, but hushed inhale, he turned, eyes wide in uncharacteristic shock, as he gazed at his Commander. “K-Kunzite-sama…!” His shock showed in his voice and his face; he looked… painfully young and vulnerable. Not that he knew that, of course; he was still frozen in shock, as he stared at the man he had – no. There was no past tense, and no use denying it 9at least to himself) any longer. He had been in love with Kunzite since they had met in the Silver Millennium, and he would continue to love the silver-haired male for the rest of his existence. He didn’t care what anyone else thought or said; it was true, and would remain so until the end of time. Zoisite just hoped… that the day he gained enough courage, enough of a spine to confess… that his beloved Kunzite-sama didn’t hate him for it.



Little did the youngest Shitennou know, that all his mixed, tormented emotions could be clearly seen in his eyes; his shields were down, and he wasn’t sure how to put them back up again, just then… Somehow, his lips formed words without his consent. “I’ve been here since just after the meeting with the King, Kunzite-sama… I-I’m sorry if my being here disturbs you… I-I can leave, if you wish…” Because upsetting Kunzite was the last thing he wanted, ever; his nervous stutter was proof of that. He had had the issue with the stutter since he was a boy, but it only happened when, like now, he was in a situation that caused him anxiety and extreme nervousness.

It was all Kunzite could do to hold the chuckle in. Now wasn't the time for such or that's how he was feeling at the moment. Than again everyone kind of needed to stop being so serious. HE wasn't going to let his thoughts run off with him like that again he needed to stop thinking so much into everything right now. He needed to make sure everything was running smoothly before he let himself get lost in his thoughts.

"No your fine Zoisite I had just needed you for something earlier no big deal I took care of it myself." she said. "and you were here first so it's not my place to make you leave." not that he wanted to anyway. He always enjoyed having Zoisite around though the silver haired man was not going to be thinking about stuff like that at the moment they had more pressing issues to be focused on.