Well hello again Faithful reader! Sorry again for taking so long! Blame Square-- excuse me,
Square-ENIX for making such addictive games!
Zoicite slowly opened his eyes and took in his surroundings. Everything was a gray haze.
He concluded it was still early in the morning. A clock on the wall confirmed his suspicions, it was
4:30. He groaned and tried to go back to sleep when it hit him that he was still at Ami's house. He
almost got up but decided it was too early in the morning to argue with his body and flopped back
down. 'She's probably still sleeping anyway.' The copper-haired king rolled over and closed his eyes.
.......
Ami yawned and sat up in her bed. She looked over at her alarm clock and noticed it was
6:28, two minutes before her alarm was set to go off. She turned it off and hopped out of bed.
She walked into her bathroom and took off the T-shirt that served her as a sleeping garment. She
tossed it over her shoulder and proceeded to take a quick shower. Not wanting to bother with clothes,
she simply put on her mother's bathrobe and went out to the kitchen. As she passed through the living
room, she noticed the hunched form on the couch. She was a bit confused at first but then remembered,
"Zoicite..." Said hunched form moved a little at the mention of his name. 'I forgot... he said he hadn't
been getting much sleep... and I let him stay here...' The mass of huddled blanket mumbled something.
She walked over to him and gently pulled the blanket away from his face. She gasped a little when she
saw it. She had almost forgotten how beautiful he really was. His lips curled in a smile and parted ever
so slightly.... "mmf... Ami..." She slowly caressed his cheek and found her other hand roaming through
his hair. "He does have great hair... better than mine.... better than anybody I've ever met actually."
"mmf... thanks" The blue haired girl blushed. "You heard?" Now the serene soldier appeared to be really
sleeping. She sighed and lifted him to his feet. He followed blindly as she led him to her room and he
looked visibly pleased when she layed him down on her bed. She pulled her old worn comforter up to his
neck and said, "Now you try and behave yourself in here. I've got to work on a few school assignments
and later I'll do something about breakfast." She gave him a soft kiss on his forehead and left her room.
....
Around 8:30 A.M. Zoicite stated to stir in Ami's bed. He was a little confused. As he started to gaze
around he noticed that this was not the livingroom, and that he was not sleeping on a couch. He looked around
some more and noticed the school uniform hanging in the closet,"Must be Ami's room...wait..." He threw off the
blankets and was relieved to see he was still wearing his clothes. 'Kinda scary there for second.' He got up and
walked out of the small bedroom. As he headed torward the kitchen he smelled something wonderful and went in.
Ami seemed to absorbed in her cooking to notice him staring over shoulder. "Whatcha cooking?" She jumped a little
when she heard his voice. She whirled around and slapped him lightly on the chest. "Don't DO that!" Zoicite gave
her his best puppy dog look, the one that had succeeded in getting him what he wanted almost everytime. Even Beryl
had fallen for it a few times. He was pleased when he saw her face switch from anger to pity. "I'm sorry Zoicite,
I'm just a little woundup today." She reached up and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Why don't you take a shower?
Breakfast will be just a little longer."
"Okay, where is your shower anyway?"
"Just right across from my room."
"Thanks." He walked over to the bathroom and stripped off his clothes. His shower would've gone much quicker,
but he had to spend an inordinate amount of time on his hair (this IS Zoicite). When he finally got out it took him
nearly 10 minutes to dry his copper locks. Then he noticed he had no other clothes to wear. As if on cue Ami knocked
on the door, "I'm leaving some of my dad's clothes out here for you. They might be a little big, sorry." He poked his
arm out the door and grabbed the garments. They were just a simple pair of jeans and a plain white T-shirt. After he put
these he grabbed the ribbon he had been wearing and tied his hair back. He went out and to the kitchen. Ami had already
fixed a plate for him. It was a simple omelet (I've noticed that whenever somebody cooks Breakfast for somebody else
in a fanfic, it's usually an omelet... so why break the chain?) He was too hungry to really savor the taste, but he assured
Ami it was great. After breakfast they both went into the living room and started talking. They discovered they both
had a keen interest in classic literature and spent the rest of the morning conversing about Dickens, Tolstoy, and all
the other greats.
...........
And there is Eight! I know that the Dark Kingdom doesn't really stock classic western literature, but it's safe to assume
Zoicite could've swiped some books from somewhere. He is a curious fellow after all! Well, The next chapter SHOULD be up in
the next couple of days. If my PC cooperates that is. Well, off to bed I go! Seeya later Faithful Reader!
Square-ENIX for making such addictive games!
Zoicite slowly opened his eyes and took in his surroundings. Everything was a gray haze.
He concluded it was still early in the morning. A clock on the wall confirmed his suspicions, it was
4:30. He groaned and tried to go back to sleep when it hit him that he was still at Ami's house. He
almost got up but decided it was too early in the morning to argue with his body and flopped back
down. 'She's probably still sleeping anyway.' The copper-haired king rolled over and closed his eyes.
.......
Ami yawned and sat up in her bed. She looked over at her alarm clock and noticed it was
6:28, two minutes before her alarm was set to go off. She turned it off and hopped out of bed.
She walked into her bathroom and took off the T-shirt that served her as a sleeping garment. She
tossed it over her shoulder and proceeded to take a quick shower. Not wanting to bother with clothes,
she simply put on her mother's bathrobe and went out to the kitchen. As she passed through the living
room, she noticed the hunched form on the couch. She was a bit confused at first but then remembered,
"Zoicite..." Said hunched form moved a little at the mention of his name. 'I forgot... he said he hadn't
been getting much sleep... and I let him stay here...' The mass of huddled blanket mumbled something.
She walked over to him and gently pulled the blanket away from his face. She gasped a little when she
saw it. She had almost forgotten how beautiful he really was. His lips curled in a smile and parted ever
so slightly.... "mmf... Ami..." She slowly caressed his cheek and found her other hand roaming through
his hair. "He does have great hair... better than mine.... better than anybody I've ever met actually."
"mmf... thanks" The blue haired girl blushed. "You heard?" Now the serene soldier appeared to be really
sleeping. She sighed and lifted him to his feet. He followed blindly as she led him to her room and he
looked visibly pleased when she layed him down on her bed. She pulled her old worn comforter up to his
neck and said, "Now you try and behave yourself in here. I've got to work on a few school assignments
and later I'll do something about breakfast." She gave him a soft kiss on his forehead and left her room.
....
Around 8:30 A.M. Zoicite stated to stir in Ami's bed. He was a little confused. As he started to gaze
around he noticed that this was not the livingroom, and that he was not sleeping on a couch. He looked around
some more and noticed the school uniform hanging in the closet,"Must be Ami's room...wait..." He threw off the
blankets and was relieved to see he was still wearing his clothes. 'Kinda scary there for second.' He got up and
walked out of the small bedroom. As he headed torward the kitchen he smelled something wonderful and went in.
Ami seemed to absorbed in her cooking to notice him staring over shoulder. "Whatcha cooking?" She jumped a little
when she heard his voice. She whirled around and slapped him lightly on the chest. "Don't DO that!" Zoicite gave
her his best puppy dog look, the one that had succeeded in getting him what he wanted almost everytime. Even Beryl
had fallen for it a few times. He was pleased when he saw her face switch from anger to pity. "I'm sorry Zoicite,
I'm just a little woundup today." She reached up and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Why don't you take a shower?
Breakfast will be just a little longer."
"Okay, where is your shower anyway?"
"Just right across from my room."
"Thanks." He walked over to the bathroom and stripped off his clothes. His shower would've gone much quicker,
but he had to spend an inordinate amount of time on his hair (this IS Zoicite). When he finally got out it took him
nearly 10 minutes to dry his copper locks. Then he noticed he had no other clothes to wear. As if on cue Ami knocked
on the door, "I'm leaving some of my dad's clothes out here for you. They might be a little big, sorry." He poked his
arm out the door and grabbed the garments. They were just a simple pair of jeans and a plain white T-shirt. After he put
these he grabbed the ribbon he had been wearing and tied his hair back. He went out and to the kitchen. Ami had already
fixed a plate for him. It was a simple omelet (I've noticed that whenever somebody cooks Breakfast for somebody else
in a fanfic, it's usually an omelet... so why break the chain?) He was too hungry to really savor the taste, but he assured
Ami it was great. After breakfast they both went into the living room and started talking. They discovered they both
had a keen interest in classic literature and spent the rest of the morning conversing about Dickens, Tolstoy, and all
the other greats.
...........
And there is Eight! I know that the Dark Kingdom doesn't really stock classic western literature, but it's safe to assume
Zoicite could've swiped some books from somewhere. He is a curious fellow after all! Well, The next chapter SHOULD be up in
the next couple of days. If my PC cooperates that is. Well, off to bed I go! Seeya later Faithful Reader!