I'm EnraptureSins and welcome to My Delicate Darling. This story will only be 300 words, no more or no less. So, as a warning, Zoisite's uh personality is a lot different and quite the opposite of Mercury (which I was totally going for, makes the story a lot more interesting, in my opinion) and we will see if Mercury can change him or not. But he might not, who knows. Anyways, before I start spoiling stuff, have fun reading it ^^
*This story is Mercury/Zoisite and takes place in the Silver Millennium, nearing the end of it.
My Delicate Darling
1/ Alluring
Zoisite had no particular interest in women. He did have his "flings" but he merely considered them nothing but pleasure toys to play in his bedroom and throw out the next day. Whether it be frustration built up at the lack of consideration his Prince rarely showed, honestly his "walks" was an excuse to see that blonde bitch again, or Kunzite and his unstable mood swings, he needed something more than sparring to work it off. His anger. His displeasure. Whatever he felt, sex seemed to be the best way.
Love was, quite frankly, a waste of time. Why find one woman, when you can have plenty to lie with each and every night? He snorted and turned the corner. Zoisite was more than content how he was. Nothing would change that. The hallway leading to the garden, was quiet, oddly enough, and Zoisite figured out why. The few maids lurking near the doorway were giggling and whispering tales amongst themselves.
"Busy my ass," he grumbled passing the maids and pulling the glass door opened. "Don't see why Kunzite couldn't do it."
Kunzite told him to break up the meeting between the lovebirds and drag the prince back inside to finish his paperwork. As far as Zoisite was concerned, the general had woke him from his much-needed sleep, putting him in a grumpy mood. And, unfortunately, blonde bitch and his Prince would get the full load.
But, it seems he wasn't the only one dragged out here either. Endymion's lover was being lectured by a cute, blue-haired moon warrior who was definitely his type, might he add. Pausing, he found himself admiring her, mostly the shrewd and bewitching blue eyes of hers. That is until she stopped speaking and locked eyes with him.
I have no definite chapter length, in terms of the story and not word count, for this. It might end of being longer than Healing Fire and that's fine, I guess. I'll probably have an ideal length in one or two more chapters. And yes, I do plan to make this story have strong use of language and, overall, maturity. This story will never be in Mercury's POV, unfortunately. Reviews would be lovely!
*Note: This story, along with my other two, will be updated daily.