Ai no Yume
*****
First Meeting
He felt her before he saw her.
The kind of subtle power that remains kept in check, as if the owner didn't know of its existence, washed down through the dawning forest and he paused in his walk, erasing all of his troubled thoughts when he sensed her in his mind. Coy, flirtatious, but desperate and powerful, the tiny taste of the power she radiated exploded into his mind, tearing and ripping in its longing to find another. Another what?
God, he was getting one hell of a headache. Talk about your power trips…
He frowned. Such energy…how the hell had that much energy remained undiscovered?
Even better a question was the one, how the HELL could anyone hold that much power contained?
Finally, with an irritated sigh, he whirled around on his heel, stomping through the undergrowth carelessly, lapels of his knee-long overcoat bouncing with each bounding step.
He wasn't sure how he knew it was female- -he wasn't even sure it was alive.
But, Juunanagou decided quickly, whatever it was, it could sure cast some fancy magic.
Stepping closer to the enormous structure of…was that grass?! Damn, he really needed to get his brain checked. All this recluse-nature-hermit-living-alone-in-forest stuff was driving him nuts.
Leaning closer to the side of…grass, he touched it.
And promptly fell through it.
Landing on his knees and one hand, he pushed up, jumping back up to his feet in a single fluid motion. That was about the moment he saw the very naked, very pretty woman lying curled on her side in the middle of the hut.
"Oh," Juunanagou said calmly, remembering to blink somewhere along the line, "shit."
(*)
She could feel something.
No, she corrected herself as she floated in a dream state, someone.
A man…but he wasn't truly human…
God, was everything in this world screwed?
Lost in the haze of the half-sleep stage, Venus shifted, knitting her golden eyebrows together before realization and awareness sunk in.
Man.
Standing in the hut.
Venus.
Lying down, unclothed.
Crud.
Blue eyes snapping open, she sat up sharply, golden hair flying about her body. Without warning, she flew to her feet, twisting herself in a flying arc to the far side of the makeshift grass hut, hastily sizing up her opponent, who had fallen into an offensive position as if he was bred to fight.
He was, she noticed with a portion of her mind, extremely handsome in a pretty, deadly way. "Who are you?" he was asking, voice cold and ice blue eyes narrowed dangerously. She could sense barely controlled power rolling off him in waves…
"Watashi wa Venus," she snapped, "And you would be?"
The man smirked, bending one leg, and she sensed both their power levels rising. "I," he mock-bowed his head, "am your doom."
He wanted to fight, she realized, he lusted for battle. Crap. Why did all the cute guys have to be bloodthirsty savages?
It was then that she realized he was literally powering down, and the brown overcoat he had been wearing smacked her square in the elfin face. With a squawk and a vehement curse, Venus became intimate with the ground. Clawing at the cloth, she pulled it off her face and glared evilly at the man.
"Put the damn coat on," he said patiently, crossing his arms across his white t-shirt, "because I don't think you wish to be naked."
Needless to say, Venus went bright red, in the very reminiscent way of a Christmas tree…
(*)
"So, really," Venus asked cautiously, trudging through the vast, green, sweetly smelling forest behind the man-who-wasn't-a-man, "who are you?"
"Watashi wa," he ducked under a thick tree branch, dead-straight raven hair whispering as a light breeze whipped gently through it, "Jinzouningen Juunanagou."
"Cyborg Seventeen…?" she murmured, eyes staring intently at his back. "You aren't human?"
"Iie…and hai." He walked quicker, gathering speed. "I was once human, but a bastard named Gero…ah, altered me. Made me stronger. Better. Faster."
Venus stopped walking, watching his back, noticing that he had tensed. "Gomen nasai, Juunanagou-san," she said quietly. "You had your humanity stolen from you."
He glanced over his shoulder and sneered. "I never had humanity." Turning back abruptly, he stopped moving. "By the way," Juunanagou tossed lightly at her, "how fast can you run?"
"Why do I need to run?" she queried, feeling goosebumps rise on her arms.
"My sister and her koibito will have better clothing for you to wear," he nodded his head at where the bottom hem of his overcoat cut off halfway down her thighs. She flushed and he grinned, looking startlingly feline. "And I do not need a human slowing me down out here for any longer than necessary." He began walking again.
"And who," she mumbled sullenly, stumbling after him, "said I was human? DAMN!!" Sitting down sharply and on the verge of tears, Venus jerked her foot up, studying the large, sharp rock imbedded deeply into her left heel. "God, my life can't get any worse, can it? K'soooo…" With that out of the way, the true leader of the Senshi surrendered all dignity as she kept her foot propped up on the opposite knee, paying no mind to the overcoat riding up her legs, and she burst into rolling, sparkling tears. "It isn't faaa~air!" she wailed, "All I wanted was to be a star and I just had to be a Senshi and now the frickin' prophecy is screwed and I've got a damned BOULDER IN MY FOOT!!!"
Juunanagou studied her with a strange expression on his face before sighing, shrugging, and coming over to crouch before her, gently taking her foot into his hands. Probing the tender area about where the large rock jutted out, the skin was already slick with blood, he looked up, telling her, "Grit your teeth very hard."
"Why?" she sniffled, and then her eyes widened. "You're not going to…OWW!!"
Grasping the part of the rock not in her skin, he ripped it out, pressing his wrist against the gash to stop the sudden blood flow. "Idiot," he grunted, "watch where you put your feet."
Peeved, Venus snapped right back, "I don't have any shoes!"
"It isn't my fault," Juunanagou snarled, lifting his free hand and biting the mouth of his white glove, working it off his hand. "Tyumm thimn mmnunp," he mumbled around the cloth.
"Pardon?"
He spat the glove out by her hand. "Tear this up. Preferably in one long, thick piece."
"Why?"
"So I can BANDAGE your ankle!"
"FINE, no need to get all PISSY about it. Yeesh." Muttering a few select naughty words Artemis would have been ashamed to hear coming from her, and making up a few new ones she quite liked, Venus obliged, destroying the dirtied glove and handing the strip of cloth to him.
Juunanagou lowered his head as he tightly wound the cloth around her bloody foot and she studied the gleaming of partial sunlight off his jet-black hair. The emotions tugging inside her- -were they the ones Aino Minako experienced? Crushes? Sexual attraction? Sometimes, Venus wondered how much of her was a princess, how much of her was a Senshi, and how much of her was just plain, ordinary Minako.
And as she watched his long, slender fingers gracefully tie the makeshift bandage tightly around the gash in her foot, she morosely realized that things were going to be a little more difficult than she'd imagined.
Urgh! I hate this chapter so much! It's so horrible! I think I'm going to rewrite it eventually, because I originally wanted Juunanagou and Venus/Minako to battle, and I wanted them to actually make it to Juuhachigou and Kuririn. Dang! I wrote this at night, anyway, so that's my lame-o excuse for the poor quality of it. *sheepish grin* Next chapter will feature Rei and Gohan…in a completely different timeline than Minako (think Mirai no Trunks, when Trunks is only, what, ten?). I hope for this thing to one day reach Iliad status of confusion.
Purple Mongoose/PallaPlease.
[PS~ Pwetty pwease review??]
[PSS~ Major thanksies go to Rachael for the cute pic of Minako holding a Juunanagou dolly! That's the cutest pic I've seen in ages! And it gives me a fanfic idea...no! Resist! Resist!...aw, dang, I give up.]
DISCLAIMER:
The Sailor Senshi are © to Takeuchi Naoko-san, Kodansha, DiC, Cloverway, Toei Animation, Mixx Entertainment, etc.
The Dragonball characters are © to Toriyama Akira-san, Shogakun (?), FUNimation, Toei Animation, Viz Entertainment, etc.
"Ai no Yume" in its entirety, all situations and plot devices thus far, is © to myself, referred to on-line as PallaPlease or Purple Mongoose/PallaPlease. [Credit for idea for scene in 'Time Warped' is given duly to Kawaii Lil Dejiko.]
*****
First Meeting
He felt her before he saw her.
The kind of subtle power that remains kept in check, as if the owner didn't know of its existence, washed down through the dawning forest and he paused in his walk, erasing all of his troubled thoughts when he sensed her in his mind. Coy, flirtatious, but desperate and powerful, the tiny taste of the power she radiated exploded into his mind, tearing and ripping in its longing to find another. Another what?
God, he was getting one hell of a headache. Talk about your power trips…
He frowned. Such energy…how the hell had that much energy remained undiscovered?
Even better a question was the one, how the HELL could anyone hold that much power contained?
Finally, with an irritated sigh, he whirled around on his heel, stomping through the undergrowth carelessly, lapels of his knee-long overcoat bouncing with each bounding step.
He wasn't sure how he knew it was female- -he wasn't even sure it was alive.
But, Juunanagou decided quickly, whatever it was, it could sure cast some fancy magic.
Stepping closer to the enormous structure of…was that grass?! Damn, he really needed to get his brain checked. All this recluse-nature-hermit-living-alone-in-forest stuff was driving him nuts.
Leaning closer to the side of…grass, he touched it.
And promptly fell through it.
Landing on his knees and one hand, he pushed up, jumping back up to his feet in a single fluid motion. That was about the moment he saw the very naked, very pretty woman lying curled on her side in the middle of the hut.
"Oh," Juunanagou said calmly, remembering to blink somewhere along the line, "shit."
(*)
She could feel something.
No, she corrected herself as she floated in a dream state, someone.
A man…but he wasn't truly human…
God, was everything in this world screwed?
Lost in the haze of the half-sleep stage, Venus shifted, knitting her golden eyebrows together before realization and awareness sunk in.
Man.
Standing in the hut.
Venus.
Lying down, unclothed.
Crud.
Blue eyes snapping open, she sat up sharply, golden hair flying about her body. Without warning, she flew to her feet, twisting herself in a flying arc to the far side of the makeshift grass hut, hastily sizing up her opponent, who had fallen into an offensive position as if he was bred to fight.
He was, she noticed with a portion of her mind, extremely handsome in a pretty, deadly way. "Who are you?" he was asking, voice cold and ice blue eyes narrowed dangerously. She could sense barely controlled power rolling off him in waves…
"Watashi wa Venus," she snapped, "And you would be?"
The man smirked, bending one leg, and she sensed both their power levels rising. "I," he mock-bowed his head, "am your doom."
He wanted to fight, she realized, he lusted for battle. Crap. Why did all the cute guys have to be bloodthirsty savages?
It was then that she realized he was literally powering down, and the brown overcoat he had been wearing smacked her square in the elfin face. With a squawk and a vehement curse, Venus became intimate with the ground. Clawing at the cloth, she pulled it off her face and glared evilly at the man.
"Put the damn coat on," he said patiently, crossing his arms across his white t-shirt, "because I don't think you wish to be naked."
Needless to say, Venus went bright red, in the very reminiscent way of a Christmas tree…
(*)
"So, really," Venus asked cautiously, trudging through the vast, green, sweetly smelling forest behind the man-who-wasn't-a-man, "who are you?"
"Watashi wa," he ducked under a thick tree branch, dead-straight raven hair whispering as a light breeze whipped gently through it, "Jinzouningen Juunanagou."
"Cyborg Seventeen…?" she murmured, eyes staring intently at his back. "You aren't human?"
"Iie…and hai." He walked quicker, gathering speed. "I was once human, but a bastard named Gero…ah, altered me. Made me stronger. Better. Faster."
Venus stopped walking, watching his back, noticing that he had tensed. "Gomen nasai, Juunanagou-san," she said quietly. "You had your humanity stolen from you."
He glanced over his shoulder and sneered. "I never had humanity." Turning back abruptly, he stopped moving. "By the way," Juunanagou tossed lightly at her, "how fast can you run?"
"Why do I need to run?" she queried, feeling goosebumps rise on her arms.
"My sister and her koibito will have better clothing for you to wear," he nodded his head at where the bottom hem of his overcoat cut off halfway down her thighs. She flushed and he grinned, looking startlingly feline. "And I do not need a human slowing me down out here for any longer than necessary." He began walking again.
"And who," she mumbled sullenly, stumbling after him, "said I was human? DAMN!!" Sitting down sharply and on the verge of tears, Venus jerked her foot up, studying the large, sharp rock imbedded deeply into her left heel. "God, my life can't get any worse, can it? K'soooo…" With that out of the way, the true leader of the Senshi surrendered all dignity as she kept her foot propped up on the opposite knee, paying no mind to the overcoat riding up her legs, and she burst into rolling, sparkling tears. "It isn't faaa~air!" she wailed, "All I wanted was to be a star and I just had to be a Senshi and now the frickin' prophecy is screwed and I've got a damned BOULDER IN MY FOOT!!!"
Juunanagou studied her with a strange expression on his face before sighing, shrugging, and coming over to crouch before her, gently taking her foot into his hands. Probing the tender area about where the large rock jutted out, the skin was already slick with blood, he looked up, telling her, "Grit your teeth very hard."
"Why?" she sniffled, and then her eyes widened. "You're not going to…OWW!!"
Grasping the part of the rock not in her skin, he ripped it out, pressing his wrist against the gash to stop the sudden blood flow. "Idiot," he grunted, "watch where you put your feet."
Peeved, Venus snapped right back, "I don't have any shoes!"
"It isn't my fault," Juunanagou snarled, lifting his free hand and biting the mouth of his white glove, working it off his hand. "Tyumm thimn mmnunp," he mumbled around the cloth.
"Pardon?"
He spat the glove out by her hand. "Tear this up. Preferably in one long, thick piece."
"Why?"
"So I can BANDAGE your ankle!"
"FINE, no need to get all PISSY about it. Yeesh." Muttering a few select naughty words Artemis would have been ashamed to hear coming from her, and making up a few new ones she quite liked, Venus obliged, destroying the dirtied glove and handing the strip of cloth to him.
Juunanagou lowered his head as he tightly wound the cloth around her bloody foot and she studied the gleaming of partial sunlight off his jet-black hair. The emotions tugging inside her- -were they the ones Aino Minako experienced? Crushes? Sexual attraction? Sometimes, Venus wondered how much of her was a princess, how much of her was a Senshi, and how much of her was just plain, ordinary Minako.
And as she watched his long, slender fingers gracefully tie the makeshift bandage tightly around the gash in her foot, she morosely realized that things were going to be a little more difficult than she'd imagined.
Urgh! I hate this chapter so much! It's so horrible! I think I'm going to rewrite it eventually, because I originally wanted Juunanagou and Venus/Minako to battle, and I wanted them to actually make it to Juuhachigou and Kuririn. Dang! I wrote this at night, anyway, so that's my lame-o excuse for the poor quality of it. *sheepish grin* Next chapter will feature Rei and Gohan…in a completely different timeline than Minako (think Mirai no Trunks, when Trunks is only, what, ten?). I hope for this thing to one day reach Iliad status of confusion.
Purple Mongoose/PallaPlease.
[PS~ Pwetty pwease review??]
[PSS~ Major thanksies go to Rachael for the cute pic of Minako holding a Juunanagou dolly! That's the cutest pic I've seen in ages! And it gives me a fanfic idea...no! Resist! Resist!...aw, dang, I give up.]
DISCLAIMER:
The Sailor Senshi are © to Takeuchi Naoko-san, Kodansha, DiC, Cloverway, Toei Animation, Mixx Entertainment, etc.
The Dragonball characters are © to Toriyama Akira-san, Shogakun (?), FUNimation, Toei Animation, Viz Entertainment, etc.
"Ai no Yume" in its entirety, all situations and plot devices thus far, is © to myself, referred to on-line as PallaPlease or Purple Mongoose/PallaPlease. [Credit for idea for scene in 'Time Warped' is given duly to Kawaii Lil Dejiko.]