Z/N: I don't get attacked by plot bunnies. I get attacked by screaming Re-Deads that jump on my head and start humping it until I write the story that finally satisfies them. This is one of them. No actual pairings, but some great interaction between two of my favorite characters who just love to torture people. Zoisite, Kunzite, the Sailor Senshi and Dark Kingdom belong to Naoko Takeuchi and the creators of the Japanese Anime from which this Zoi came from. Tira belongs to the creators of Soul Calibur III, who are officially geniuses in my mind. You'll most likely like this better if you have a Re-Dead mentality.
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Zoisite stared down at the city with vague thoughts. This time, there could be no mistakes. A small thump behind him alerted him that she was here. He knew she had only made the sound because she wanted him to know. He turned around, smiling at her. "Tira."
The assassin cocked her aqua haired head inquisitively. "Them?"
Ineed, she was watching the Sailor Scouts walk down the street.
"Yes." Zoisite responded. He would have liked to do it himself, but when fate threw you a chance like this, there was no letting it go so easily.
"Those girls can purify evil?" Tira screeched mockingly. "I don't believe it! Zoisite, you lie!"
"No, they're the Sailor Senshi. Their attacks are relentless and tiring."
"Hmm." Tira grinned sadistically. She held her ringblade behind her back and leaned against it. "Maybe for the Dark Kingdom.."
"Once you get rid of them, I won't trouble you in your quest to gain the Dark Kingdom. Kunzite and I will go elsewhere. Perhaps France, Ireland. Somewhere scenic. We'll be away and gone, and you can do as Nightmare wishes."
"Perfect!" Tira squealed. She shifted positions so the blade was now in front of her and leaned forward. "They don't look like much." She pouted.
"They're the best there is around here."
"Okay," Tira smiled sweetly, then her expression changed drastically in a split second. "I'll rip their hearts out!"
Zoisite smiled vaguely. Soon, he and Kunzite would be away from Tokyo and all of the mess that continually repeated itself.
"Kiss me." Tira commanded. Zoisite did as instructed. There was no feeling in it for him, but for her, it seemed to be just the thing to get her bloodlust up. Every time he kissed her there was a new and unusual dominance between them. This time her teeth bit while she somehow managed to keep attacking with her tongue. Zoisite yielded, breaking away. "Easy, go for your real target."
Tira grinned again, predatorially this time, and licked her lips. Zoisite backed off a bit. Her arousal was keyed to her attacks, and it was best if he didn't interfere now, in case she should suddenly host a 'friendly' attack or two.
"Okay, here I go!" Tira shouted, vaulting over the bridge.
She landed, as Zoisite knew she would, in perfect condition. It was only a matter of seconds before she caught up to the Senshi, talking at a bench.
Zoisite overheard very little, but Tira appeared to be calmly waiting for them to change into their fukus. Once the transformation was complete, she started to play a bit. It was oddly quiet, except for the mettalic clangs of Tira's ringblade. Normally when the scouts fought the air was filled with attack commands. Tira giggled happily, suddenly ecstatic. Zoisite grimaced. The assassin seemed happy about it, but he would never have allowed that much of the Senshi's blood to get on his own outfit.
-Na.