Shaky ground
Kunzite moved cautiously behind his Prince. He had volunteered, for the first time in several visits, to escort the Prince to the Moon. He hadn't wanted to see Venus since their last meeting. Well, that wasn't entirely true. Actually, it wasn't true at all. He'd wanted to see her many times over the last few weeks.
However, after their last meeting, he couldn't seem to bring himself to do it. He had been left in such a confusing state from their last conversation. He didn't understand why it was so hard to figure out what they were.
He had to admit, he wasn't much happy with where they were. He'd wanted to make that clear but she seemed absolute adamant not to go anywhere to serious.
He was almost dedicated to making sure they talked about it this visit... Though, he hadn't completely convinced himself of that idea.
Just then, he caught sight of the golden hair that he sought. He approached, stopped a few feet behind her and cleared his throat, "Venus."