Well, hello Faithful Reader! I hope Christmas (or Hannukah, Qwanza, or
whatever you celebrate) was good to you! Sorry I couldn't get all you
kind reviewers gifts (well, for one thing I wouldn't know where to send
'em)but here's a big Virtual Hug! *Squeezes reviewers* And now part seven
of our ongoing drama!
A chance meeting.....
As Zoicite strolled down the street, he decided to make a short stop
at a flower shop about a block or two from Ami's home. He went and got a
dozen pink roses. Pink roses were his favorite, Kunzite had loved to-
'There you go again! Stop torturing yourself Zoicite!' Well, today the
roses weren't for him. 'I wonder if she'll like these... I hope she's not
allergic or anything....Ah! Stop worrying! You're almost there!' As he
walked up her drive he couldn't help but catch the delicious scent wafting
through the air. 'Hmm... what could she be making that smells this good?'
Zoicite walked up to the door and hesitated a second before finally
knocking. He heard a female voice call out, "Coming!" A few moments later
the door swung open and he found himself gazing at a flustered Ami looking
very much the delectable housekeeper in her apron and wielding her kitchen
knife. Said knife made Zoicite pause a second before regaining his senses.
'Been in the Dark Kingdom too long! Gotta get rid of this paranoia." At that
moment Ami noticed roses, "Oh! Zoicite! For me?" Zoicite looked confused until
he remembered he was holding a dozen pink roses. " Oh! Yes! Here!" She took the
flowers and noticed how nervous he looked, 'good to know it's not just me.'
"Please, come in!" Ami grabbed Zoicites arm and led him in. She took his
coat and hung it up on a rack while he removed his shoes. "It's going to be a
few more minutes. Please relax while I finish up in the kitchen." Zoicite took
a seat in a nearby chair and noticed some photos on a small table next to it.
He picked up one and studied it carefully. It showed five girls, and two cats
all standing close to one another. He recognized Ami as the second to the left
girl, and the psycho that attacked him last night was on the far left. The psycho
was holding a white cat with a crescent moon on it's forehead. He hadn't seen any
of the others... but the girl in the middle looked vaguely familiar. She was holding
a black cat, also sporting a crescent moon on it's forehead, and she had a very unique
hairstyle. She had some how managed to roll it up into two big odangos on either side
of her head with long ponytails streaming down from each one. 'I've seen that hairstyle
before... Wait! could this girl be... no... she looks too ridiculous.' He was noticing
now that the lower half of this strange girls face was almost completely covered in what
appeared to be chocolate. Dismissing this he grabbed another photo, this one featured Ami
and what were most likely her parents enjoying a pleasant afternoon together. He put this
down and picked up the last picture. This one featured Ami alone. She was much younger in
this one, no more than nine or ten. Her hair was slightly longer than it was today and her
blue eyes were much more innocent. After taking in this for a moment he put it back down.
Ami came back in and called, "Alright! It's ready!" Zoicite got up and followed her
into the dining room.There was a small table in the middle with just two chairs on either
side. There was a simple white table cloth spread over it and on top was a small candleabra
all lit up. It was very dark, the only light coming from the three or so candles on the table.
Zoicite was beginning to think this was more than just a simple dinner with a friend. She led
him over to the chair on his right and he sat. Ami went back to the kitchen to retrieve their
dinner and Zoicite tried to make out the rest of the room, which he couldn't. Then he lifted
the glass in front of him, which contained a dark crimson liquid reminding him of human blood.
He took a cautious sip and found himself delighted. It was red wine. Similar to the stuff he
used to swipe from Nephrite's mansion when he and Kunzite- 'stop it...'
When Ami came in carrying their plates she found Zoicite admiring his drink. "You like the
wine?" Zoicite looked up at her and smiled, "Hm... Aren't you just a tad bit too young to be
drinking, Ami?"
"Well, yes. That's why I'm drinking water."
"That's good. Drinking is a nasty habit. I used to have a Co-worker who was fond of drinking.
It made him sloppy... he didn't last long after that." Zoicite gave an evil grin as he reflected
on Nephrite's ultimate fate. Ami saw it and was a little unnerved at the sight, bringing to mind
the vicious Zoicite of her nightmares. When Zoicite saw her shocked face he regained his composure.
"I'm sorry, Ami, I was slipping into a memory for a moment. Now! Let's see the fruit of your labors!"
Ami remebered the food in her hands and brought it down to the table. "I thought we would start off
with a small salad. Here we are Zoicite took the small plate from her and set it down in front of
him. Like in the restaurant the previous night, these green wonders still amazed him. The Dark Kingdom
was not known for it's award winning vegetables and Zoicite was still trying to adjust. The food was
almost *too* rich. He was used to more bland fare. He did his best to impress Ami, however, and managed
to get it all down. She watched him with amusement. It was almost humorous to witness. It had dawned on
her earlier that this would have been one of his first experiences with human food. It was obvious by
the way he bumbled around with his silverware, almost unsure as to what he should be doing. While she
waited for him to finish, she brought on the main course. She had followed Makoto's instructions perfectly
and wound up with something passable as lasagna. She had to admit that it *did* smell good and Zoicite
visibly perked up when he saw it. She set the dish down on the table and helped Zoicite scoop some onto
his plate. She got some for herself and sat down across from him. Zoicite picked at it carefully and
noticed the amused smirk on Ami's face. He blushed and said, "Um... What is it? Am I doing something wrong?"
"Oh, no! You just look cute is all." Zoicite's face turned a deeper shade of red and tried to
go back to his meal. He finally scooped a forkful into his mouth and was surprised. "This is.... good! It's
*really* good! Who taught you how to cook like this?" Now it was Ami's turn to blush. "I just sort of...
picked it up."
"Well, you've definitely got a knack for it. I should come over for dinner more often."
"Oh, well, it's nothing really... just something I whipped up." She gave a nervous laugh and Zoicite
flashed her his best smile. They continued for a while and when they both finished Zoicite helped Ami clear
the table. Afterwards they headed into the living room and sat down on a loveseat. Zoicite tried unsuccessfully
to stifle a yawn, and Ami let out a giggle. "Sorry,I haven't had much sleep lately."
"That's okay, you can sleep here." Zoicite let out another yawn, "Thanks, Ami." He repositioned himself
so that he was lying across the couch, his head in Ami's lap. He drifted off while Ami was stroking his coppery
locks. As she smoothed the hair back from his forehead she thought, 'He looks so cute when he's sleeping, just
like a little boy.' She wanted the moment to last forever, and it seemed it would, until she looked out the
window and saw the face of an irate Minako. 'What's she doing here?,' she thought. She carefully lifted Zoicite's
head up and slid out from under him. She went to the door and went outside. She was met by aforementioned irate
senshi."Mina, what is it?"
"Hmph, what is it she asks."
"Is something wrong?"
"Something wrong? Oh yes, something's wrong. YOU ARE SLEEPING WITH ZOICITE!" Ami fell over and several angry
veins were popping out on Minako's head. "Minako! It's nothing like that! He just got a bit tired and decided
to lie down for a while!"
"WITH HIS HEAD IN YOUR LAP?!"
"Mina! Honestly, what's gotten into you?" The blonde bowed her head and sighed. "Sorry, Ami. I just get a
little carried away sometimes. But I just can't get over that just a little while ago he was trying to kill us
and now he's like your boyfriend."
"Well, I don't know about *boyfriend*, but-"
"Please, Ami. The way you guys act around each other, he's definitely your boyfriend."
"Well... I guess.... Boyfriend.... I kinda like it...."
"See? Definitely boyfriend."
"How'd you even know he was here?"
"Mako told me."
"Makoto!"
"Yeah, but don't worry. I told her not to tell any of the others"
"That's good."
"Yeah, well, I'll see you Ami!" The blonde Senshi turned and walked away while Ami went back inside.
She found Zoicite still sleeping peacefully on the couch. 'Well, it is getting pretty late.... I'll just let him
stay here.' She got a spare blanket from a closet and draped over the still figure. He snuggled up aginst the back
of the sofa and softly called her name. She shook her head absentmindedly and walked back into her room.
...............
And there is seven! What a predicament this is! We'll see how Zoicite handles it next time. Until
then, Faithful Reader, and Happy New Years!
whatever you celebrate) was good to you! Sorry I couldn't get all you
kind reviewers gifts (well, for one thing I wouldn't know where to send
'em)but here's a big Virtual Hug! *Squeezes reviewers* And now part seven
of our ongoing drama!
A chance meeting.....
As Zoicite strolled down the street, he decided to make a short stop
at a flower shop about a block or two from Ami's home. He went and got a
dozen pink roses. Pink roses were his favorite, Kunzite had loved to-
'There you go again! Stop torturing yourself Zoicite!' Well, today the
roses weren't for him. 'I wonder if she'll like these... I hope she's not
allergic or anything....Ah! Stop worrying! You're almost there!' As he
walked up her drive he couldn't help but catch the delicious scent wafting
through the air. 'Hmm... what could she be making that smells this good?'
Zoicite walked up to the door and hesitated a second before finally
knocking. He heard a female voice call out, "Coming!" A few moments later
the door swung open and he found himself gazing at a flustered Ami looking
very much the delectable housekeeper in her apron and wielding her kitchen
knife. Said knife made Zoicite pause a second before regaining his senses.
'Been in the Dark Kingdom too long! Gotta get rid of this paranoia." At that
moment Ami noticed roses, "Oh! Zoicite! For me?" Zoicite looked confused until
he remembered he was holding a dozen pink roses. " Oh! Yes! Here!" She took the
flowers and noticed how nervous he looked, 'good to know it's not just me.'
"Please, come in!" Ami grabbed Zoicites arm and led him in. She took his
coat and hung it up on a rack while he removed his shoes. "It's going to be a
few more minutes. Please relax while I finish up in the kitchen." Zoicite took
a seat in a nearby chair and noticed some photos on a small table next to it.
He picked up one and studied it carefully. It showed five girls, and two cats
all standing close to one another. He recognized Ami as the second to the left
girl, and the psycho that attacked him last night was on the far left. The psycho
was holding a white cat with a crescent moon on it's forehead. He hadn't seen any
of the others... but the girl in the middle looked vaguely familiar. She was holding
a black cat, also sporting a crescent moon on it's forehead, and she had a very unique
hairstyle. She had some how managed to roll it up into two big odangos on either side
of her head with long ponytails streaming down from each one. 'I've seen that hairstyle
before... Wait! could this girl be... no... she looks too ridiculous.' He was noticing
now that the lower half of this strange girls face was almost completely covered in what
appeared to be chocolate. Dismissing this he grabbed another photo, this one featured Ami
and what were most likely her parents enjoying a pleasant afternoon together. He put this
down and picked up the last picture. This one featured Ami alone. She was much younger in
this one, no more than nine or ten. Her hair was slightly longer than it was today and her
blue eyes were much more innocent. After taking in this for a moment he put it back down.
Ami came back in and called, "Alright! It's ready!" Zoicite got up and followed her
into the dining room.There was a small table in the middle with just two chairs on either
side. There was a simple white table cloth spread over it and on top was a small candleabra
all lit up. It was very dark, the only light coming from the three or so candles on the table.
Zoicite was beginning to think this was more than just a simple dinner with a friend. She led
him over to the chair on his right and he sat. Ami went back to the kitchen to retrieve their
dinner and Zoicite tried to make out the rest of the room, which he couldn't. Then he lifted
the glass in front of him, which contained a dark crimson liquid reminding him of human blood.
He took a cautious sip and found himself delighted. It was red wine. Similar to the stuff he
used to swipe from Nephrite's mansion when he and Kunzite- 'stop it...'
When Ami came in carrying their plates she found Zoicite admiring his drink. "You like the
wine?" Zoicite looked up at her and smiled, "Hm... Aren't you just a tad bit too young to be
drinking, Ami?"
"Well, yes. That's why I'm drinking water."
"That's good. Drinking is a nasty habit. I used to have a Co-worker who was fond of drinking.
It made him sloppy... he didn't last long after that." Zoicite gave an evil grin as he reflected
on Nephrite's ultimate fate. Ami saw it and was a little unnerved at the sight, bringing to mind
the vicious Zoicite of her nightmares. When Zoicite saw her shocked face he regained his composure.
"I'm sorry, Ami, I was slipping into a memory for a moment. Now! Let's see the fruit of your labors!"
Ami remebered the food in her hands and brought it down to the table. "I thought we would start off
with a small salad. Here we are Zoicite took the small plate from her and set it down in front of
him. Like in the restaurant the previous night, these green wonders still amazed him. The Dark Kingdom
was not known for it's award winning vegetables and Zoicite was still trying to adjust. The food was
almost *too* rich. He was used to more bland fare. He did his best to impress Ami, however, and managed
to get it all down. She watched him with amusement. It was almost humorous to witness. It had dawned on
her earlier that this would have been one of his first experiences with human food. It was obvious by
the way he bumbled around with his silverware, almost unsure as to what he should be doing. While she
waited for him to finish, she brought on the main course. She had followed Makoto's instructions perfectly
and wound up with something passable as lasagna. She had to admit that it *did* smell good and Zoicite
visibly perked up when he saw it. She set the dish down on the table and helped Zoicite scoop some onto
his plate. She got some for herself and sat down across from him. Zoicite picked at it carefully and
noticed the amused smirk on Ami's face. He blushed and said, "Um... What is it? Am I doing something wrong?"
"Oh, no! You just look cute is all." Zoicite's face turned a deeper shade of red and tried to
go back to his meal. He finally scooped a forkful into his mouth and was surprised. "This is.... good! It's
*really* good! Who taught you how to cook like this?" Now it was Ami's turn to blush. "I just sort of...
picked it up."
"Well, you've definitely got a knack for it. I should come over for dinner more often."
"Oh, well, it's nothing really... just something I whipped up." She gave a nervous laugh and Zoicite
flashed her his best smile. They continued for a while and when they both finished Zoicite helped Ami clear
the table. Afterwards they headed into the living room and sat down on a loveseat. Zoicite tried unsuccessfully
to stifle a yawn, and Ami let out a giggle. "Sorry,I haven't had much sleep lately."
"That's okay, you can sleep here." Zoicite let out another yawn, "Thanks, Ami." He repositioned himself
so that he was lying across the couch, his head in Ami's lap. He drifted off while Ami was stroking his coppery
locks. As she smoothed the hair back from his forehead she thought, 'He looks so cute when he's sleeping, just
like a little boy.' She wanted the moment to last forever, and it seemed it would, until she looked out the
window and saw the face of an irate Minako. 'What's she doing here?,' she thought. She carefully lifted Zoicite's
head up and slid out from under him. She went to the door and went outside. She was met by aforementioned irate
senshi."Mina, what is it?"
"Hmph, what is it she asks."
"Is something wrong?"
"Something wrong? Oh yes, something's wrong. YOU ARE SLEEPING WITH ZOICITE!" Ami fell over and several angry
veins were popping out on Minako's head. "Minako! It's nothing like that! He just got a bit tired and decided
to lie down for a while!"
"WITH HIS HEAD IN YOUR LAP?!"
"Mina! Honestly, what's gotten into you?" The blonde bowed her head and sighed. "Sorry, Ami. I just get a
little carried away sometimes. But I just can't get over that just a little while ago he was trying to kill us
and now he's like your boyfriend."
"Well, I don't know about *boyfriend*, but-"
"Please, Ami. The way you guys act around each other, he's definitely your boyfriend."
"Well... I guess.... Boyfriend.... I kinda like it...."
"See? Definitely boyfriend."
"How'd you even know he was here?"
"Mako told me."
"Makoto!"
"Yeah, but don't worry. I told her not to tell any of the others"
"That's good."
"Yeah, well, I'll see you Ami!" The blonde Senshi turned and walked away while Ami went back inside.
She found Zoicite still sleeping peacefully on the couch. 'Well, it is getting pretty late.... I'll just let him
stay here.' She got a spare blanket from a closet and draped over the still figure. He snuggled up aginst the back
of the sofa and softly called her name. She shook her head absentmindedly and walked back into her room.
...............
And there is seven! What a predicament this is! We'll see how Zoicite handles it next time. Until
then, Faithful Reader, and Happy New Years!