[ ssrevminibang 2017 submission ]
Oh my god, you guys, I finally beta’d it and now I can pimp it to death! Woohoo!
Sailor Venus had set a hand on her hip and sighed as she surveyed the area, relieved to find her cousin safe and well. When no immediate threats were detected, she then turned her attention to the boys around them. From the rear of their procession came the voices of older men, presumably full-fledged guardsmen. She took stock of the Earth Prince and the boys with wooden swords and determined none of them meant any harm.
She wouldn’t be formally introduced to Kunzite for several months, not until the Princess’ birthday gala. The boys brought mischief, and the girls countered in approximately equal measure until the resulting escalations doomed both factions to detention and reparations. While they were made to clean up the curdled cream and chicken feathers of their final assault, Kunzite would grin smugly at Aphrodite when she glanced at him. She would snarl and scrub harder. She never ate sweet cream or soft cheese again.
Later that summer, they were reunited for the Prince’s own birthday celebrations. As leader of the Imperial Guardians, Sailor Venus had the authority to command any guards as she saw fit. That included the trainee guards, and Kunzite loved to get under her skin.
She was ten. Kunzite was infuriatingly thirteen.