** Misunderstandings **, chapter 1: Fun
by Lilian.
lilian413@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13 (you watch late night shows?. You can read this then).
AN: This is a sequel of sorts to my other story 'First Meetings'. You don't need to read it to understand this one, although it would be nice if you read it and sent me your opinion. Just so you are safe: Ami was stalked by this crazy Negaverse Prince, and thrown into Zoisite's arms. Together, they escaped, and finally killed the nutcase. They've been a couple since then.
This is the revised version of a story I posted a couple of years ago. Read it anyway, it's completely different now.
Please review, and even better, send emails!!.
************************
With salty water splashing around her, she looked like a water sprite.
Actually, she *was* a water sprite.
Since childhood, she had had affinity with water... but only recently, as
she had accepted her legacy, the link had strengthened to the point of total
control.
But right now, she wasn't controlling it at all. And couldn't do it, even if she had wanted to. To control massive magic like water-control demanded, she needed to
be in focus.
Which right now, she wasn't. There was a little something else which
was doing wonders to keep her distracted.
He was orange haired.
He was gray eyed.
He was a General.
Right now, he was a pest.
"Zoi---stop it!".
The General only smirked, for a split second keeping an uncanny resemblance to
Jaedite.
"Why?. It's fun".
As he spoke, the water war diminished... for a second. Then, he began again.
As he splashed her with the salty water, his own body had the tendency to flow
back and forth. The currents were strong, and being into the water up to the
waist, lowered his ability to move a whole lot.
Pity Ami was smaller than he was.
Her slender body was inside the water up to her chest, and she was *really*
having a hard time keeping up with their 'splash 'n run' thing...
Pity for him, he still considered her somewhat defenseless.
"You think so?. Take this!".
As the water around him turned into ice, and froze him in place, he
realized too late that you didn't mess with Ami and walked away immune...
"Hey, no fair!. No powers!".
The innocence in her eyes was almost too real to be real-- besides,
she couldn't fool him anymore.
"Me?. Zoi-chan, you know I would *never* use my powers to win...".
He wrinkled his nose.
"Yeah, right".
"Now, come one, Zoi, don't be a bad looser. Just surrender and I'll
let you go".
She approached him, half swimming half stumbling through the water. He
could hear her undertone cursing... it only made her lovelier.
"Nope. Never. I'd rather stay here for the entire afternoon".
Not a good thing to say. Ami never turned down a wager.
"If you say so... I'll just go and sunbathe some more. Call me when
you're bored".
She turned around, and began swimming away. She really was leaving!.
"Ami, come on!".
"But Zoi-chan, you said you didn't mind staying here...".
The sweetness oozing off her tone was almost sickening.
"Amiiiii!".
She giggled, and swam back.
"Oohhh, the fearless General Zoisite is *whining*?".
"I do *not* whine!".
His face was so cute scrunched in mock anger...
"You're doing it right now!".
"Am not!".
"Are too!".
"Am not!".
"Are too!".
"Am t--- you *do* realize we are supposed to be the smartest minds in the Galaxy, don't you?".
She smiled at him, as she swam in lazy circles around him.
"Yep. We are. That gives us the chance to do whatever we want, and
no one questions us about it!. They just blame it on the 'too much brain cells' syndrome we
seem to be perpetually suffering from".
He was beginning to feel numb. He couldn't feel his legs now. But he was not
giving up. He was not surrendering to her.
"So, I command you to release me".
"Oh, you *command* me?. I must remind you, my dear General, that I am not
an Earthling, hence, I do not have to follow any of your orders".
There it was. His opportunity.
"And what if I ordered you to kiss me?".
She stopped. Her hands traced small circles on the water, as she
pondered the question.
"Well... considering the fact that you are tied up in *my* magic, I'd say
you do not have the right to order me anything... but I could consider it".
He pouted.
And she melted.
He knew it, and was enjoying every minute of it.
"Oh, all right".
She swam closer, and sat in the ice. This brought most of her body out of the water,
distracting Zoisite from his original task.
An angel's body, and a devil's mind...
She leaned closer, until their lips were barely brushing.
"Is this what you wish, 'general'?".
Oh Gods... he had forgotten what a tease she could be when she wanted to--
and God knew that he couldn't stand five seconds with her around...
"Ami...".
He tried to make it sound like a warning.
It came out like a moan, as her luscious tongue traced circles on his lips.
"Yes, Zoi?".
This time, he did not waste any time speaking. He took the matter on his own hands...
or mouth, for that matter. Stretching as far as the ice allowed him to, he captured
her mouth with his own.
And they kissed.
And the world stopped, and the birds sang, and the sea frothed around them...
Ami soon forgot everything she had planned. And pretty much everything else.
His kisses were like fire--- it started a flame in her that never died, that
went on into the day, and the night... aching...
"Zoi...".
She moaned against his lips, and longed to feel the touch of his hands on her
body... her suit became too tight around her... Oh, Zoi, please!.
The water heard her unspoken command.
And ice turned back into liquid, and Zoisite was free.
All plans for revenge forgotten, as he pressed her against his own hard
body, her soft curves molding against him like butter.
His treacherous hands snaked around her back, caressing soft skin and
the hard muscle beneath. Soon, they became daring, and began exploring further down.
Ami did not complain.
She even encouraged him, by taking her own little hands on their exploring journey.
Things became heated as their bodies threatened to fuse with each other.
From the back corner of his mind, Zoisite could hear a silent voice:
'Stop. Now is not the time'
He ignored it. He didn't think he could stop, even if he wanted to. They had never
gone this far before... but they had never had the sensual caress of the sea around
them, encouraging them further, before.
'I said, stop'
This time, the voice was more demanding.
He ignored it again. It was familiar... where had he heard weird creepy disembodied voices before?.
His left hand had reached the top of her swimming suit. His fingers dangled
in the air for some seconds, before diving down, and caressing the skin below the
strap. Soft, so soft...
"Don't stop, Zoi...".
The mermaid in his arms was writhing in pleasure, her unaccustomed young body
enjoying the first throes of passion.
'I command you to stop now'
The voice did not waste any more time or effort in preliminaries... it was
clearly an order this time.
He tried to talk back, but his mind wasn't thinking straight. He managed a
panting reply, though.
{She wants me to continue}.
And so she wanted. Her eyes half closed, the heavy breathing, her ruby-red lips-- it was enough to tempt and win over the most celibate of men...
'STOP!'
This time, the holler in his head was almost apocalyptic. It echoed like
thunder right in his ear, and a physical force forced him back. Ami slipped
from his grasp, and retreated some steps too.
The bewildered look in her face told him she hadn't heard anything of
his 'conversation'.
"Didn't you hear?".
"Hear what?".
{I was kinda distracted... God, is he a good kisser or what?}.
"A voice telling me to---stop, before we--- you know".
Some of the old, prudish Mercury was still in her. That was the only reason why
she did not comment out loud that doing 'you know' with Zoisite was a *very*
appealing scenario.
"A voice?".
Maybe she was trying to hard... Zoi was beginning to hear voices. Maybe
she should let him rest before trying to jump on his bones again.
'Yeah, you should, my dear. The poor man is in the verge of tipping
over'
{And that is bad... because?}.
'Because it's not time yet'
{You've been telling me that for months now. When will it be time?}.
'Oohhh... sometime'
{Oh, I see. Daddy on a rampage, isn't it?}.
If voices could blush, God Mercury would've given the term 'red' a new meaning.
'Kind of'
{Well, it is about time you stop it!. I'm a grown girl now, and
and I can do whatever I please}.
'But you're only seventeen'
It was whining time. Father's tend to do what, when they realize their little
girls have grown up, and have become women.
{All girls my age are married now. And with children. I think I'm way behind
them, don't you?}.
He would never accept it.
When he had chosen the petite little baby as his avatar, he had done
it with pride. He was her father--- not that he would ever tell her that. Queen
Mercury had been one of his many lovers... but his only love. But Gods did not take
wives. Hence, Mercury's fatherhood was ascribed to a Mercury nobleman, who accepted
the task.
Only the Queen and the God himself knew the truth. He had watched her grow,
his own little bundle of pride, from a gurgling baby, into a determined young woman. He had wanted to spare her the pain and the responsibility of being a Senshi. And so, he had locked her powers, to stop her from achieving her destiny.
Yes, even Gods could be selfish.
But, the little girl had unlocked them on her own, calling forth the power
she had borne since childhood.
And then, the affair with that devil Saturn Prince. He had wanted to zap him
into oblivion... he would've, if Pluto hadn't talked him out of it. As a father, all he ever wanted was for her little girl to be safe, to be happy. And Ren was
destroying everything she had held dear.
He had chewed his fingernails off watching as they ran from the Prince.
God Mars' tainting hadn't helped much.
'That little whelp of yours won't get very far. Probably will end up being
his sex-toy for eternity'.
Oh, he had enjoyed making him swallow those words. He wasn't the God of
Mischief for nothing... even now, just the thought of it brought a smile to his lips.
But, for weeks now, his otherwise innocent, pure girl, had been changing
into a voluptuous, sexy woman. And Zoisite was being made *very* aware of that. And he hated it. No one touched his daughter.
According to him, no one was worthy enough. But she kept on pushing his limits, and Zoisite's control was growing thinner and thinner. He appreciated the fact that the General was being a gentleman... but lately, Ami had taken things
to the next level.
Casual stripteases (Oh, Zoi, I didn't see you!), close-contact touching, (Uuhh, Zoi, you've been working out!), steamy kisses (he didn't even wanna picture them playing tonsil hockey any more!), and the list went on and on...
'But--but--'
{No buts, father. You know this is right. And please, stop
sneaking into Zoi's head. You're freaking him out}.
He didn't know what surprised him further: she calling him 'father', or
the fact that she simply shut down their psychic connection as one turns off the light.
He could only watch now, as events played themselves out in front of him, helpless
to intervene.
The entire conversation had taken no more than mere seconds. Zoisite was still
rubbing his temples, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.
It suddenly dawned on him, and cooled him down like a bucket of ice water.
God Mercury was watching over her.
Great. He was in love with the one woman in the whole Universe whose
Daddy had the power to do what fathers have wanted to do since the beginning
of time:
To zap unwanted suitors into oblivion. And to make matters worse, when it
came to fathers, no suitor was a proper suitor. And most likely, God Mercury
didn't feel very fond of him right now.
Wonderful. Just wonderful. He should probably go and throw himself off a cliff, and save him the energy.
"He won't bother us anymore".
Her soft whisper went almost unheard under the heavy thundering of the sea.
"Uhm---ahem--- that's good--- I guess?".
Her tiny smile was hesitant.
"I-- I guess".
Uncomfortable silence settled upon them. The mood had been broken like a glass
struck by a rock... there was nothing they could do now to mend it. They would have to
wait.
{I hope you're happy now}.
She sighed, and spoke.
"We should probably head back now".
He nodded, and wriggled about, breaking the last shards of ice clinging to
his skin. When done, he began swimming back to the shore.
By his side, Ami swam gracefully. Her features were tense, her lips tight.
He could relate. His body was still in shock from the sudden and violent
sensory overload he had suffered.
On the other hand, Ami was pissed off at God Mercury's intervention... she
was a woman for God's sake!. The 'you're on curfew' thing was *way* out of fashion!. Heck, even Mako could go out without her Guardian God screaming in her ear to watch her hands!.
As she cursed silently under her breath, they reached the shore.
Without looking at each other, they both picked up their towels, and
began drying off.
"You think we should go back?".
His voice was low and hushed. He did not want to leave, but Ami's
stiff demeanor was obvious. And he wanted her to be happy. And she certainly wasn't happy
right now.
Ami remained quiet. Her eyes fixated on the sand, wriggling her big toe about.
Her short hair was plastered to her face, dripping water.
And she was thinking.
She was not angry, as Zoisite thought. She was embarrassed out of her mind.
What must he be thinking?.
It didn't take long before Zoisite could see the blush in her cheeks. And he
understood. And sighed in relief.
"It's not the first time I've seen this, you know".
"Uh?".
"The 'what are your intentions towards my daughter' and 'how do you pretend
to feed her' thing. Jaedite has gone through that several times. Ones more
painful than others, but--".
She giggled. And tension was shed away, as he giggled back, remembering
the misfortunes of the youngest General.
"So, race you back to the water?".
"You bet".
"One, two, three!".
As they took off to the water, the past event was slowly being changed into
a funny anecdote to remember in their time together. Zoisite understood God Mercury's concern, and so did Ami. Though neither of them were going to mention it for some time.
A *very* long time.
***********************
TBc...
by Lilian.
lilian413@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13 (you watch late night shows?. You can read this then).
AN: This is a sequel of sorts to my other story 'First Meetings'. You don't need to read it to understand this one, although it would be nice if you read it and sent me your opinion. Just so you are safe: Ami was stalked by this crazy Negaverse Prince, and thrown into Zoisite's arms. Together, they escaped, and finally killed the nutcase. They've been a couple since then.
This is the revised version of a story I posted a couple of years ago. Read it anyway, it's completely different now.
Please review, and even better, send emails!!.
************************
With salty water splashing around her, she looked like a water sprite.
Actually, she *was* a water sprite.
Since childhood, she had had affinity with water... but only recently, as
she had accepted her legacy, the link had strengthened to the point of total
control.
But right now, she wasn't controlling it at all. And couldn't do it, even if she had wanted to. To control massive magic like water-control demanded, she needed to
be in focus.
Which right now, she wasn't. There was a little something else which
was doing wonders to keep her distracted.
He was orange haired.
He was gray eyed.
He was a General.
Right now, he was a pest.
"Zoi---stop it!".
The General only smirked, for a split second keeping an uncanny resemblance to
Jaedite.
"Why?. It's fun".
As he spoke, the water war diminished... for a second. Then, he began again.
As he splashed her with the salty water, his own body had the tendency to flow
back and forth. The currents were strong, and being into the water up to the
waist, lowered his ability to move a whole lot.
Pity Ami was smaller than he was.
Her slender body was inside the water up to her chest, and she was *really*
having a hard time keeping up with their 'splash 'n run' thing...
Pity for him, he still considered her somewhat defenseless.
"You think so?. Take this!".
As the water around him turned into ice, and froze him in place, he
realized too late that you didn't mess with Ami and walked away immune...
"Hey, no fair!. No powers!".
The innocence in her eyes was almost too real to be real-- besides,
she couldn't fool him anymore.
"Me?. Zoi-chan, you know I would *never* use my powers to win...".
He wrinkled his nose.
"Yeah, right".
"Now, come one, Zoi, don't be a bad looser. Just surrender and I'll
let you go".
She approached him, half swimming half stumbling through the water. He
could hear her undertone cursing... it only made her lovelier.
"Nope. Never. I'd rather stay here for the entire afternoon".
Not a good thing to say. Ami never turned down a wager.
"If you say so... I'll just go and sunbathe some more. Call me when
you're bored".
She turned around, and began swimming away. She really was leaving!.
"Ami, come on!".
"But Zoi-chan, you said you didn't mind staying here...".
The sweetness oozing off her tone was almost sickening.
"Amiiiii!".
She giggled, and swam back.
"Oohhh, the fearless General Zoisite is *whining*?".
"I do *not* whine!".
His face was so cute scrunched in mock anger...
"You're doing it right now!".
"Am not!".
"Are too!".
"Am not!".
"Are too!".
"Am t--- you *do* realize we are supposed to be the smartest minds in the Galaxy, don't you?".
She smiled at him, as she swam in lazy circles around him.
"Yep. We are. That gives us the chance to do whatever we want, and
no one questions us about it!. They just blame it on the 'too much brain cells' syndrome we
seem to be perpetually suffering from".
He was beginning to feel numb. He couldn't feel his legs now. But he was not
giving up. He was not surrendering to her.
"So, I command you to release me".
"Oh, you *command* me?. I must remind you, my dear General, that I am not
an Earthling, hence, I do not have to follow any of your orders".
There it was. His opportunity.
"And what if I ordered you to kiss me?".
She stopped. Her hands traced small circles on the water, as she
pondered the question.
"Well... considering the fact that you are tied up in *my* magic, I'd say
you do not have the right to order me anything... but I could consider it".
He pouted.
And she melted.
He knew it, and was enjoying every minute of it.
"Oh, all right".
She swam closer, and sat in the ice. This brought most of her body out of the water,
distracting Zoisite from his original task.
An angel's body, and a devil's mind...
She leaned closer, until their lips were barely brushing.
"Is this what you wish, 'general'?".
Oh Gods... he had forgotten what a tease she could be when she wanted to--
and God knew that he couldn't stand five seconds with her around...
"Ami...".
He tried to make it sound like a warning.
It came out like a moan, as her luscious tongue traced circles on his lips.
"Yes, Zoi?".
This time, he did not waste any time speaking. He took the matter on his own hands...
or mouth, for that matter. Stretching as far as the ice allowed him to, he captured
her mouth with his own.
And they kissed.
And the world stopped, and the birds sang, and the sea frothed around them...
Ami soon forgot everything she had planned. And pretty much everything else.
His kisses were like fire--- it started a flame in her that never died, that
went on into the day, and the night... aching...
"Zoi...".
She moaned against his lips, and longed to feel the touch of his hands on her
body... her suit became too tight around her... Oh, Zoi, please!.
The water heard her unspoken command.
And ice turned back into liquid, and Zoisite was free.
All plans for revenge forgotten, as he pressed her against his own hard
body, her soft curves molding against him like butter.
His treacherous hands snaked around her back, caressing soft skin and
the hard muscle beneath. Soon, they became daring, and began exploring further down.
Ami did not complain.
She even encouraged him, by taking her own little hands on their exploring journey.
Things became heated as their bodies threatened to fuse with each other.
From the back corner of his mind, Zoisite could hear a silent voice:
'Stop. Now is not the time'
He ignored it. He didn't think he could stop, even if he wanted to. They had never
gone this far before... but they had never had the sensual caress of the sea around
them, encouraging them further, before.
'I said, stop'
This time, the voice was more demanding.
He ignored it again. It was familiar... where had he heard weird creepy disembodied voices before?.
His left hand had reached the top of her swimming suit. His fingers dangled
in the air for some seconds, before diving down, and caressing the skin below the
strap. Soft, so soft...
"Don't stop, Zoi...".
The mermaid in his arms was writhing in pleasure, her unaccustomed young body
enjoying the first throes of passion.
'I command you to stop now'
The voice did not waste any more time or effort in preliminaries... it was
clearly an order this time.
He tried to talk back, but his mind wasn't thinking straight. He managed a
panting reply, though.
{She wants me to continue}.
And so she wanted. Her eyes half closed, the heavy breathing, her ruby-red lips-- it was enough to tempt and win over the most celibate of men...
'STOP!'
This time, the holler in his head was almost apocalyptic. It echoed like
thunder right in his ear, and a physical force forced him back. Ami slipped
from his grasp, and retreated some steps too.
The bewildered look in her face told him she hadn't heard anything of
his 'conversation'.
"Didn't you hear?".
"Hear what?".
{I was kinda distracted... God, is he a good kisser or what?}.
"A voice telling me to---stop, before we--- you know".
Some of the old, prudish Mercury was still in her. That was the only reason why
she did not comment out loud that doing 'you know' with Zoisite was a *very*
appealing scenario.
"A voice?".
Maybe she was trying to hard... Zoi was beginning to hear voices. Maybe
she should let him rest before trying to jump on his bones again.
'Yeah, you should, my dear. The poor man is in the verge of tipping
over'
{And that is bad... because?}.
'Because it's not time yet'
{You've been telling me that for months now. When will it be time?}.
'Oohhh... sometime'
{Oh, I see. Daddy on a rampage, isn't it?}.
If voices could blush, God Mercury would've given the term 'red' a new meaning.
'Kind of'
{Well, it is about time you stop it!. I'm a grown girl now, and
and I can do whatever I please}.
'But you're only seventeen'
It was whining time. Father's tend to do what, when they realize their little
girls have grown up, and have become women.
{All girls my age are married now. And with children. I think I'm way behind
them, don't you?}.
He would never accept it.
When he had chosen the petite little baby as his avatar, he had done
it with pride. He was her father--- not that he would ever tell her that. Queen
Mercury had been one of his many lovers... but his only love. But Gods did not take
wives. Hence, Mercury's fatherhood was ascribed to a Mercury nobleman, who accepted
the task.
Only the Queen and the God himself knew the truth. He had watched her grow,
his own little bundle of pride, from a gurgling baby, into a determined young woman. He had wanted to spare her the pain and the responsibility of being a Senshi. And so, he had locked her powers, to stop her from achieving her destiny.
Yes, even Gods could be selfish.
But, the little girl had unlocked them on her own, calling forth the power
she had borne since childhood.
And then, the affair with that devil Saturn Prince. He had wanted to zap him
into oblivion... he would've, if Pluto hadn't talked him out of it. As a father, all he ever wanted was for her little girl to be safe, to be happy. And Ren was
destroying everything she had held dear.
He had chewed his fingernails off watching as they ran from the Prince.
God Mars' tainting hadn't helped much.
'That little whelp of yours won't get very far. Probably will end up being
his sex-toy for eternity'.
Oh, he had enjoyed making him swallow those words. He wasn't the God of
Mischief for nothing... even now, just the thought of it brought a smile to his lips.
But, for weeks now, his otherwise innocent, pure girl, had been changing
into a voluptuous, sexy woman. And Zoisite was being made *very* aware of that. And he hated it. No one touched his daughter.
According to him, no one was worthy enough. But she kept on pushing his limits, and Zoisite's control was growing thinner and thinner. He appreciated the fact that the General was being a gentleman... but lately, Ami had taken things
to the next level.
Casual stripteases (Oh, Zoi, I didn't see you!), close-contact touching, (Uuhh, Zoi, you've been working out!), steamy kisses (he didn't even wanna picture them playing tonsil hockey any more!), and the list went on and on...
'But--but--'
{No buts, father. You know this is right. And please, stop
sneaking into Zoi's head. You're freaking him out}.
He didn't know what surprised him further: she calling him 'father', or
the fact that she simply shut down their psychic connection as one turns off the light.
He could only watch now, as events played themselves out in front of him, helpless
to intervene.
The entire conversation had taken no more than mere seconds. Zoisite was still
rubbing his temples, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.
It suddenly dawned on him, and cooled him down like a bucket of ice water.
God Mercury was watching over her.
Great. He was in love with the one woman in the whole Universe whose
Daddy had the power to do what fathers have wanted to do since the beginning
of time:
To zap unwanted suitors into oblivion. And to make matters worse, when it
came to fathers, no suitor was a proper suitor. And most likely, God Mercury
didn't feel very fond of him right now.
Wonderful. Just wonderful. He should probably go and throw himself off a cliff, and save him the energy.
"He won't bother us anymore".
Her soft whisper went almost unheard under the heavy thundering of the sea.
"Uhm---ahem--- that's good--- I guess?".
Her tiny smile was hesitant.
"I-- I guess".
Uncomfortable silence settled upon them. The mood had been broken like a glass
struck by a rock... there was nothing they could do now to mend it. They would have to
wait.
{I hope you're happy now}.
She sighed, and spoke.
"We should probably head back now".
He nodded, and wriggled about, breaking the last shards of ice clinging to
his skin. When done, he began swimming back to the shore.
By his side, Ami swam gracefully. Her features were tense, her lips tight.
He could relate. His body was still in shock from the sudden and violent
sensory overload he had suffered.
On the other hand, Ami was pissed off at God Mercury's intervention... she
was a woman for God's sake!. The 'you're on curfew' thing was *way* out of fashion!. Heck, even Mako could go out without her Guardian God screaming in her ear to watch her hands!.
As she cursed silently under her breath, they reached the shore.
Without looking at each other, they both picked up their towels, and
began drying off.
"You think we should go back?".
His voice was low and hushed. He did not want to leave, but Ami's
stiff demeanor was obvious. And he wanted her to be happy. And she certainly wasn't happy
right now.
Ami remained quiet. Her eyes fixated on the sand, wriggling her big toe about.
Her short hair was plastered to her face, dripping water.
And she was thinking.
She was not angry, as Zoisite thought. She was embarrassed out of her mind.
What must he be thinking?.
It didn't take long before Zoisite could see the blush in her cheeks. And he
understood. And sighed in relief.
"It's not the first time I've seen this, you know".
"Uh?".
"The 'what are your intentions towards my daughter' and 'how do you pretend
to feed her' thing. Jaedite has gone through that several times. Ones more
painful than others, but--".
She giggled. And tension was shed away, as he giggled back, remembering
the misfortunes of the youngest General.
"So, race you back to the water?".
"You bet".
"One, two, three!".
As they took off to the water, the past event was slowly being changed into
a funny anecdote to remember in their time together. Zoisite understood God Mercury's concern, and so did Ami. Though neither of them were going to mention it for some time.
A *very* long time.
***********************
TBc...