AN: Okay, so here's another chapter I'm going to try to get out. The FIRST time you saw "Z' wasn't as …. Magical… as I wanted this to be. I hope this chapter makes up for it.

P.S. FilmMaker Won Last Round!

Chapter Seven: Poisonous Interactions

He couldn't prevent his teasing laughter as the smaller girl wrestled to escape from the vice like grip.

"Why are you so eager to escape my company?" He spoke to her like a close friend, as if it weren't the first time the two met face to face. "None of them will care if I were to steal you for the continuation of the night."

She lost the war with his hold over her arm. Angling her face to glare upon the male. "I don't prefer the company of desperate sexually deprived stalkers." The blizzard in her words could have frozen the whole castle.

He didn't falter at her accusations, instead dragging her form forward so that her body was in a closer distance to his, "Believe me, If anyone present is sexually deprived it's you."

And for the first time, he looked upon her in a different perspective. Dark hair framing her face elegantly, large sapphire orbs that captivated you, Ami screamed Royalty. The lily white skin surely has never been touched by any male hands.

"How rude!" Whisking away the opportunity, she withdrew her hand once she noted he was preoccupied. Though, the steady gaze upon her features made her uneasy. The feeling was new to her mind.

His eyes focused on hers, overflowing with mischief. "The Ice Princess has no better retort then that? And they call you the cold hearted wretch. Pathetic."

I could backfire a better counterpart if it weren't for the haze clouding my line of thought.

The girl suffered to conquer up an imagine in her mind that wasn't spoiled with pictures of this new man. It was as if he found a way to poison her with eye contact alone. Though her ego was slightly hurt by the fatal blow to her self esteem.

"Are you finished?" Mature yet sharp. Though, her eyes betrayed her. The small hint of hurt made her look seem more like a injured peasant girl than an icy queen.

Z frowned in thought casting his glance to the floor, then up at her again. This time his smile was soft, sincere, true.

"I apologize." he took the back of his hand and gently stroked her cheek, pushing back a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Her body didn't flinch or move away from the close contact, but leaned forward into his touch. "Sometimes I forget, when playing with Ice.. It may seem stable and hard on the exterior…." his hands moved down to the base of her neck, "But when you do find it's weakness…. It melts to nothing." his thumb was rubbing small circles along the skin concealing her jugular vein.

"How must you know it's Ice… and not Fire instead?" she couldn't find the willpower within her to remove her neck from his gentle touch.

Suddenly, his hot breath was on her ear. His voice licking flames at her skin, melting her from the inside out, "Because… my dear Ami." he was quiet for a moment, building the anticipation within, "You are not Jadeite."

No one understood what occurred within the short hour the two were alone, but afterwards neither was the same. The girl possessed an air of happiness about herself, making it hard to imagine she was once a cold hearted beast. She also discovered that Z's real identity goes by the name of Zoisite. After the dark hued stone.

"Educate Me, Princess." he spoke to her in an eager voice, his fingers entwined in her own as they walked the path of the courtyard of the palace. The moonlight offering minimal light in the darkness surrounding the two. She had been missing for at least an hour now, none of the guest would find the two within the romantic atmosphere. "Why must you constantly obey Jadeite?"

Ami's feet failed to work, and Zoisite stopped besides her. The look of shear panic flooded her eyes. It was missing as soon as he blinked, without a trace of worry left.

"You must be mistaken, I do not do anything of the such. I am my own person, taking orders from no one." Back to hiding herself within the interior of her mind. The lie was burning her lips.

"Then, Why are you interacting with King Shields. He is still mourning Serenity, his love. And only love. You understand you're nothing but a distraction. A toy, if you wish, to disperse at his will."

Ami couldn't remember how it happened, but Zoisite's hands found their way to her waist. Though his words wove such a sweet yet painful melody her body wouldn't function properly.

"You couldn't be further from the truth, Lord Zoisite. Wait patiently and see. Darien will be murdered by the next season and it will be no one but I as the cause of it. Myse-" her blood was boiling. Yet, her words were silence by the touch of his lips upon her own.

The kiss was different from Darien's. Her first had been overpowering, causing the diminutive side of her personality to emerge. This was a new experience. Zoisite's lips molding perfectly along her own. The sound of a heart beating against a rib cage rattled her mind, though she wouldn't part.

It was Zoisite who withdrew his mouth from her own. When sapphire orbs expected to meet with the Emerald counterparts, they were shocked to find his vision trailing elsewhere. The simple rose colored stain on her neck, marking herself as the King's Property and his only. Her mind had completely forgotten it was there.

The shame slammed into her like a tidal wave, nearly knocking herself over. Pale twin hands flailed to conceal her mouth, attempting to conceal the silent screams of shock.

There was no change in expression on Zoisite's part. Almost as if he was expecting all of this would happen.

What was this man doing to her?

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AN: I was debating on making this a rated 'M' Fic. The story can continue either way, but I feel that in an M fic, I won't have to be as restricted as I do in a rated T one. The ratings would be changed for: Sexual Content & Extreme Violence. Would you still continue to read it?