A/N: GAAHH!! So I'm sososososo sorry about the incredibly long delay. My only defense is…writer's block. I just got stuck on this story and started another. Also, I now have a Deviantart account now where I'm currently uploading the chapter of Tomorrow It Begins among other stories/pics. So yeah…I've been a BIT distracted. ...*blushes* Also, sorry about the length of this. I wanted it to be longer but
Sorry. *ducks flying projectiles*
Chapter 3
"How goes the energy gathering, Jadeite?" the magnificent woman seated on the throne inquired.
The second youngest Shitennou rose from his bow and met his queen's gaze. "Well so far."
"You have had no trouble?" she inquired.
Jadeite gulped inconspicuously. "I admit, I have had trouble from a certain person calling herself 'Sailor V.' She seems to be a popular icon among the humans. She has thwarted me often, but not before I have gathered an efficient amount of energy. However, I request permission to change my focus from Europe to the country of Japan. It seems fairly quiet, as far as interference from Sailor V goes, and if my calculations prove to be correct, then I shall be able to gather ten times more energy there, than in Europe."
The flame haired woman considered a moment. Then answered, "Permission granted. Continue gathering energy. Also, I want you to begin your search for the Maboroshi no Ginzuishou."
"Of course, my Queen," Jadeite replied, bowing low before vanishing in a teleport.
"How'd it go?" Nephrite asked the blonde youth who suddenly appeared in his quarters.
Jadeite gave one look at Nephrite before sighing and collapsing on his lover's lap burrying his face in the elder's shoulder. "Awful. Sailor V keeps getting in my way. Given, she's not very powerful, but she's involved with Earth's press. Whenever she fights me, the news leaks out to the media. I have to keep watching my steps around her to be sure my face doesn't end up on the human television channels."
"Yes, that could be a setback," Nephrite sighed, wrapping his arms around his lover's waist and pulling the small body flush against his chest.
"I'll call it a setback, alright. I'm having to move my efforts to the other side of the planet where hopefully I can start over, relatively speaking."
"Mmm, I'm sure it's not as bad as all that," Nephrite murmured into Jadeite's neck before licking and nipping it.
The blonde gasped. "Is this really the time?" he sighed.
The stargazer chuckled, "It's always the time." Without another word, he rolled onto his side forcing the small blonde to fall to the couch cushions beneath him. He met the surprised sky blue eyes with his celestial orbs and smiled. "Look on the bright side, if you have a bad day or a good day, I'll be here to make you feel better." Then he proceeded to kiss his lovers lips until they were purple and swollen.
Jadeite, surprised but expecting something similar, moaned into the kiss and slipped his arms around his lover's neck. He blushed when he felt a wet tongue force itself into his mouth and whimpered when the extension began to delve deep into the hidden crevices. He loved the feelings Nephrite stirred within him, but he sometimes hated the fact that he wasn't in control.
Nephrite felt Jadeite's arms around his neck tighten and smiled into the kiss as his tongue continued to dominate his lover's mouth. When he heard the blonde whimper, he sucked the other's tongue into his own mouth and began sucking it and nibbling the slick, convulsing flesh. He loved the feel of Jadeite's body when pressed against his own. He felt Jadeite begin to struggle and instead of releasing him, he began undressing him, to Jadeite's predictable horror.
"N-Nephrito! What are you- I can't- I-" Anything else Jadeite would have said was swallowed by another deep, dominating kiss that completely drowned his senses. It wasn't fair.
Soon enough, Nephrite moved lower to nibble on Jadeite's pale neck. Jadeite moaned, but stretched his neck to give his lover better access. His mind slowly, so pleasurably slowly, began to drift away leaving nothing but an uncontrollable need for more behind. A need which Nephrite only too readily filled.
The auburn haired Tennou slowly began descending from Jadeite's neck to his chest which he had been able to reveal to the open air only due to his lover's distraction. Sliding his lips down his lover's smooth pale skin, he began nibbling a pert pink nipple drawing pleasured sounds from his far gone lover. He smirked and continued his teasing.
"I sho-sho-should send a –Ah!- youma to…gath-er energy," Jadeite stammered.
Nephrite chuckled as he moved up to kiss his lover's lips. "Of course. If you don't mind, I've already taken the liberty of sending the youma Morga. She'll be busy setting up before she can conveniently steal the needed energy without catching too much attention." A kiss. "In the mean time," a kiss, "you and I," another kiss, "can get busy," yet another kiss, "with other things," a nibbling kiss, "as well." A particularly long and deep kiss that had the poor blonde bottoming whimpering and struggling.
"…mmm…fine…with…me…" Jadeite moaned between kisses.
XxX
Kunzite paced in his bedchamber. Where is he? He's late yet again.
If it was only Zoisite's tardiness, then Kunzite would only be slightly annoyed. But it was more than that. And the Ice King had a fairly good idea of the source. How could he not? He himself was a participant.
Zoisite had been conspicuously absent from Kunzite's castle since waking up in Kunzite's room, on Kunzite's bed, against Kunzite's body. The poor boy's face had quite literally darkened to match his hair and he had all but fled the castle. When he did return, it was only for the briefest of intervals, only just long enough to retrieve something he'd left behind or something of the sort. Never long enough to be caught by Kunzite.
While such a feat was impressive to say the least, it was also incredibly frustrating. Kunzite prided himself as a master of hunting down and successfully capturing his prey. But now…with Zoisite…he wasn't so sure anymore. He hated being unsure. More than anything he wanted to catch the conniving little sakura, pin him against a wall, and rave and rant at him before…
Kunzite stopped midstride and blushed. Where in the seven hells did that thought come from? Shaking his head he sank down onto his mattress. Perhaps he could use one of his youma to track the boy down. But then the question was which youma could be trusted to not plant a weapon of some sort into the youth's back? During his relatively short stay in the Dark Kingdom since his awakening, Kunzite had created an impressive grapevine of informants. Hardly anything –dare he say, nothing- went on in the Dark Kingdom without his knowing or at least having some inkling about it.
For instance, he'd learned of the physical relationship shared by Nephrite and Jadeite –although that wasn't much of a surprise after hearing Nephrite all but invite the blonde to sleep with him that night-, he'd learned of Queen Beryl's seemingly unpredictable mood swings –although he was beginning to find somewhat of a pattern to her moods-, and he'd learned of Zoisite's...rather interesting position among the youma.
Apparently, the youth was known for his vindictiveness and cruelty. His informants told him of how the boy would kill a youma just to hear the creature's dying sounds. But then, he'd also heard of how shy little Zoisite would lock himself in his castle composing music and playing his piano, never answering anyone for anything other than Queen Beryl's summons, and even then, only if it was Queen Beryl herself who summoned him. In a word, the boy was a paradox unto himself.
Zoisite had peaked his interest.
In that case, he ran through a list of his personal Youma sworn to serve him and only him. Oniwabandana, a unique youma who had already infiltrated the human world above in the guise of a reporter, was his best choice. She had deemed being a reporter as the perfect cover and Kunzite had to agree. As a reporter, she would have first access to any and all potential news "scoops" as she called them. She would also be in the perfect position to…remove…certain potential threats to the Dark Kingdom's secrecy.
He summoned her to his side. Mere moments later, he felt a presence from behind him. Or, more correctly, above and behind him. "Bandana."
"Kunzito-dono. You summoned me?" she inquired, her black leather mask covering her mouth and nose muting her words ever so slightly.
"I did," Kunzite confirmed as he turned casually to meet his subordinate's gaze. "I would like you to track down Zoisite and, if at all possible, bring him here. If you can't get to him, simply inform me of his whereabouts and I will do the rest."
The humanoid creature's grey eyebrows lifted, or lowered considering she was hanging upside down with only her upper body visible and the lower half of her body seemingly absorbed into the ceiling. Her long grey hair, pulled into a loose ponytail, fell towards the ground around her head and her tight, skimpy, black leather suit crinkled as she folded her arms. "Zoisite-san?" she inquired.
Kunzite nodded, taking note of his youma's hesitancy.
After a brief moment, Bandana nodded and melted back into the ceiling to begin her search.
Kunzite was well aware that he could easily track down the youngest Shitennou on his own without any assistance, but he was interested to see the results of a youma finding the boy. Perhaps it would give him further insight into the youth's mind. Insight that could potentially pay off.
He glanced over at the vase full of conjured roses once again. They really did look lonely. He wondered if there was any way to right that. Nothing should be alone, especially nothing of beauty. He reached out and plucked a single red petal from a newly opened bloom and brought it to his nose to take in the smell. The soft velvety feel of the petal between his fingers brought half remembered feeling coursing through him.
…heavy breathing…
…spice and lavender…
…a pleasured gasp…
…heat…
…moans…
...whimpers…
...giggles…
…sakura…
…Kunzito-sama…
Instantly, as if they had never existed, the images, the feelings, the…the memories…were gone. Vanished.
Strange, Kunzite thought. I don't remember being with anyone before. Yet why…?
He shook his head. He'd need a clear head and a calm demeanor when it came time to deal with the issues at hand. Namely, Zoisite.
A/N: Once again I am intensely sorry about the delay. I'll try not to let that happen again.
FYI:If y'all ever want me to continue a lime in this chapter and make it into a lemon, let me know and I'll post a oneshot companion that'll be the lemon continuation. Similar to what I did with ZoiKun Moment, the lemon continuation of chapter 7 of Tomorrow, It Begins.
Oh, Oh! Also, I think it should be known that: Yes! I have successfully updated a story BEFORE the 11 o'clock hour. *pats self on back* Yes, I am very happy. ;)
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