11 Reasons Why Zidane and Kuja are More Then Just Brothers by Blood
Title: Electric Maya Blue
Theme: 1 Eyes
Characters: Kuja and Zidane Tribal
Rating: G
Warning: Mentions Numerous Blue Tones.
Electric Maya Blue
Zidane could admit anything about himself with out a lick of conscious embarrassment. He knew his eyes were blue, a close shade to his brother’s own, perhaps a sample lighter or darker, but not much. Eyes, Zidane, the ever deep pools of translucent Maya Blue, his brother would tell him. Zidane would watch his as they caught light hauntingly giving a reverent twinkle. Listening to his brother aristocratic speech as he lifted his nose to the air and the fraudulent light falling onto the pale irises Zidane would argue the shades.
While Kuja would preach that their eyes were exactly the same shade of Mayan Blue, Zidane would disagree. Zidane would remark that they were a light blue, and Kuja would grow affront on using such common words to describe anything about himself. So Zidane would concede that maybe, just maybe, their eyes were not light blue. For Zidane would agree that Light Blue was too common and he was anything but common, he was unique. Kuja would nod and sigh while flicking his luminous Maya Blue eyes to their twins trying to point out the same similarities once again.
Hours could be spent listening to the two dissect their own eye color for they could not see eye to eye as it were. Zidane would offer that perhaps their eyes were a shade of periwinkle which cause Kuja to smack his brother on the back of his head and sigh dismally, as it was no secret that Kuja’s favorite color was purple and all it’s vast shades including the purplish-blue periwinkle. Obviously periwinkle would not be right, but Zidane enjoyed teasing his brother none the less about it, as what guy favored purple? Zidane would then claim that Dodger Blue would be their eye color and Kuja merely glared stating that their eyes were light, not dark. This of course would knock out Navy, Cerulean, Persian, Prussian, Midnight, Egyptian, Royal, Sapphire, Ultramarine, Denim, Colbat, and Dark Blue.
Zidane would just want the argument to end saying their eyes were blue just different shades, and there was no way that he could have such a girly sounding color as Mayan Blue. Kuja would shuffled in annoyance and state that their eyes were amazingly enough the same color as they stood side by side comparing. Cornflower Blue fell from Kuja’s lips causing poor Zidane to nearly have a heart attack, that was even worst the Mayan Blue. Zidane would feverishly wave his hands shouting out angrily at such a statement, and Kuja would snigger in his hand agreeing that maybe Cornflower Blue was going to far, but Baby Blue wasn’t too far off. Seconds later there would be a heavy thunk as Zidane would miss beheading his brother and slamming his knives into the waiting dresser that had many scars from such arguments. They would go through several pigments more before it would regress into a civilized shouting match of two colors.
“Mayan Blue.” Kuja would state fluttering his hands about in dismissal.
“Electric Blue.” Zidane would hark back while pointing to the left eye in proof. This would continue until one of the others of the group would grumble and shut them up violently, it was normally Amarant who ended the pointless rant. Garnet would giggle into her hands politely turning away and suggesting a compromise, though she did agree that they eyes were similar. Finally they would tire of arguing even mentally and Kuja would graciously end the fight with his own rant.
“Fine, Electric Maya Blue.” He present, Zidane would huff, cross his arms and grin satisfied that his suggestion would top his brother’s. They both would agree that they eye color was the same, and that the name of the color suited both. Electric for Zidane vivacious personality, Maya for the fashion conscious Kuja, and it was unique enough to the both of them that the color was only assigned to their eye color and no where else.
Theme: 1 Eyes
Characters: Kuja and Zidane Tribal
Rating: G
Warning: Mentions Numerous Blue Tones.
Electric Maya Blue
Zidane could admit anything about himself with out a lick of conscious embarrassment. He knew his eyes were blue, a close shade to his brother’s own, perhaps a sample lighter or darker, but not much. Eyes, Zidane, the ever deep pools of translucent Maya Blue, his brother would tell him. Zidane would watch his as they caught light hauntingly giving a reverent twinkle. Listening to his brother aristocratic speech as he lifted his nose to the air and the fraudulent light falling onto the pale irises Zidane would argue the shades.
While Kuja would preach that their eyes were exactly the same shade of Mayan Blue, Zidane would disagree. Zidane would remark that they were a light blue, and Kuja would grow affront on using such common words to describe anything about himself. So Zidane would concede that maybe, just maybe, their eyes were not light blue. For Zidane would agree that Light Blue was too common and he was anything but common, he was unique. Kuja would nod and sigh while flicking his luminous Maya Blue eyes to their twins trying to point out the same similarities once again.
Hours could be spent listening to the two dissect their own eye color for they could not see eye to eye as it were. Zidane would offer that perhaps their eyes were a shade of periwinkle which cause Kuja to smack his brother on the back of his head and sigh dismally, as it was no secret that Kuja’s favorite color was purple and all it’s vast shades including the purplish-blue periwinkle. Obviously periwinkle would not be right, but Zidane enjoyed teasing his brother none the less about it, as what guy favored purple? Zidane would then claim that Dodger Blue would be their eye color and Kuja merely glared stating that their eyes were light, not dark. This of course would knock out Navy, Cerulean, Persian, Prussian, Midnight, Egyptian, Royal, Sapphire, Ultramarine, Denim, Colbat, and Dark Blue.
Zidane would just want the argument to end saying their eyes were blue just different shades, and there was no way that he could have such a girly sounding color as Mayan Blue. Kuja would shuffled in annoyance and state that their eyes were amazingly enough the same color as they stood side by side comparing. Cornflower Blue fell from Kuja’s lips causing poor Zidane to nearly have a heart attack, that was even worst the Mayan Blue. Zidane would feverishly wave his hands shouting out angrily at such a statement, and Kuja would snigger in his hand agreeing that maybe Cornflower Blue was going to far, but Baby Blue wasn’t too far off. Seconds later there would be a heavy thunk as Zidane would miss beheading his brother and slamming his knives into the waiting dresser that had many scars from such arguments. They would go through several pigments more before it would regress into a civilized shouting match of two colors.
“Mayan Blue.” Kuja would state fluttering his hands about in dismissal.
“Electric Blue.” Zidane would hark back while pointing to the left eye in proof. This would continue until one of the others of the group would grumble and shut them up violently, it was normally Amarant who ended the pointless rant. Garnet would giggle into her hands politely turning away and suggesting a compromise, though she did agree that they eyes were similar. Finally they would tire of arguing even mentally and Kuja would graciously end the fight with his own rant.
“Fine, Electric Maya Blue.” He present, Zidane would huff, cross his arms and grin satisfied that his suggestion would top his brother’s. They both would agree that they eye color was the same, and that the name of the color suited both. Electric for Zidane vivacious personality, Maya for the fashion conscious Kuja, and it was unique enough to the both of them that the color was only assigned to their eye color and no where else.