- 73 [Action]

[fortunefail]

[Anyone passing by house #8 today will see an old man sitting in a nice wooden rocking chair, situated on the porch. He seems to be enjoying the weather. There may be clouds overhead, but it's still a nice temperature. His cane is leaning against the wall next to him. Anyone familiar with Yuan will recognize him, as it's hard to mistake that bright blue hair. It may have a few grey streaks, but aside from that it's barely changed.

Is he... sleeping? Sure looks like it. Then again, he may just be faking it.]


[[AU info can be found here, but it's not very elaborate or surprising.]]

Comments

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Yes, she does. And their wedding almost caused a war.

[fortunefail]

She's fifteen.

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

So?

[Seriously, what are you talking about man.] I'm only sixteen and I've had suitors since I was thirteen.

[fortunefail]

[He finds that extremely hard to believe. No, he doesn't want to believe that. Brrr.]

Of course you did. [Do you hear that tone of disbelief, Zoisite?]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

It's true.

[fortunefail]

If it helps you sleep at night.

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Fifteen is a normal age to get married.

[fortunefail]

Not where I'm from.

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

What is then?

[fortunefail]

Around twenty years old.

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

... That's rather old.

[fortunefail]

I say it's a fine age. I don't even want to think about a honeymoon for fifteen year-olds.

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[We're from wildly different worlds, aren't we.]

I think Nephrite's girlfriend is only fourteen. He's nineteen. That's normal where I'm from.

[fortunefail]

Insane. Utterly insane.

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Maybe to you.

[He'll just sit on the edge of the porch, spinning a long blade of grass between his fingers.] Kunzite always said that it's better to get married young.

[fortunefail]

Feh. Somehow, I don't see Kunzite as the marrying type. [More like the "mooch off his manlover forever" kind of type.]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

I'll admit that he hasn't. He's somewhat of a hypocrite.

[fortunefail]

Hah. See? I thought as much. [Wait, what was the point he was trying to prove, again?]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[Oh, senile old Yuan.]

Yes, yes. He should have been looking for a wife ages ago. I think someone was interested in him here, but he didn't go for it.

[fortunefail]

That's not at all surprising, considering what you two were up to while he was here.

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[... what.]

I beg your pardon?

[fortunefail]

[He coughs lightly, before sipping down some more water and turning his attention to Zoisite again.]

... You know perfectly well what I mean.

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[This face says he does not know what you mean.]

[fortunefail]

[He actually has to say it? Oh, screw that. He doesn't even want to think it.]

... Nevermind.

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[Whatever, you're senile.]

Fine.

[PAUSE.] I've been thinking.