Forgotten
I may never know you,
You may never know me.
But maybe… one day you'll forgive me.
He wasn't a bad man.
No, not all but quite the opposite; Jadeite was the example of a servile general hell bent on serving his queen.
He knew that there would be a day when he would get the memories that Kunzite talked about. He knew from the sudden dreams he had involving laughter, hands entangled in his tanned ones and eyes that reminded him of embers. Whenever he brought up the past, he knew it was a taboo subject no one wished to speak of it. No one wanted to take notice of his ramblings save for Zoicite and that was when he wasn't silently scheming behind Beryl's back. Nephrite would roll his eyes and 'listen' to him but that was before he would issue a warning not to tell Kunzite. Yes, he knew there was something more to the feelings that lingered in his heart and the deep, ache he felt that crushed him as he slept.
But, when Beryl felt a slight change in her youngest general; she felt Metallia's power begin to waver from him. So, she corrupted his mind even more and destroyed every single ounce of sanity left in his head. You see, Beryl was a bad woman far worse than Jadeite ever knew and he blindly let himself led by a blinder woman.
The sudden surge of power made him abhor Terrans with such distaste it would amuse some to hear him speak so lowly of his kind. He became arrogant, slightly chauvinistic as he discovered how weak some women were but, he continued looking secretly every time he got his willpower back.
His dreams were far more detailed than ever- he knew of a prince, a brother and his dear friend. His colleagues were in his dreams too, Kunzite, Zoicite, Nephrite and him. They were smiling, crying, enjoying victories together and mourning losses together. But, as he secretly waited for his memories to surface his dreams were painted with a dark-haired woman.
She was exquisite, so exotic and reminded him of fire. He felt a faint stirring within him that called for her; every part of him responded as she appeared in his memories. Eternally by his side, eternally in his arms- her limbs tangled up in his.
He loved her.
Then, his dreams became darker and more twisted, suspicion trickled into his thoughts and he remembered her arguing with him. His voice sounding so heated that he was shocked at the tone of anger he had experienced with this woman. He was getting angry, jealous perhaps, she assured him and she coddled him but he remembered Beryl's poisonous thoughts from a previous memory. She wasn't human, and so he thought she couldn't be trusted but he never uttered his suspicion in their secret meetings and he developed doubt for his liege's sanity because of the crazed obsession he had with his Moon princess.
Then, when he waited so patiently for the end of his dreams- the last meeting before his memories drew a blank.
He remembered their arguments, the suspicions they screamed at each other and the slight mistrust in their prince; and Beryl's poisonous voice singing sweetly to him. She smiled so kindly and answered every doubt of theirs and then he remembered the look in Zoicite's eyes that froze his heart before his mind and body stopped.
He awoke with a sweating body and a broken heart that cried pain from its epicenter. His cries at that moment weren't human- it reminded him of what he was.
A monster.
Jadeite went looking her for the next day; he hunted down his fiery maiden. But, he felt his insides turn to ash and his thoughts become empty.
He was forgotten but she didn't forgive him.