I Remember When I Sleep
My Michi-chan
It was warm and quiet. She didn't have to pretend here, she didn't have to fight. She could let her heart roam around her soul in peaceful bliss. She felt light and free. It was sweet and yet at the same time she was a little afraid.
She knew that she had left her body behind and that only her soul was floating in this flower petal soft arena. Surrounded by light and softness she decided that she was in heaven. She had died and was finally free in heaven.
She opened her eyes and laid her pupils on Kunzite, Jedite, Nephrite, and Zoicite surrounding her and let out a long groan. She wasn't in heaven, she was in Hell. That stupid Mamoru and Artemist had sent her into the depths of Hell.
"Hey, she's alive," said Jedite with a genuine smile. Minako shot up from the soft bed she had been sleeping on. It gave under her weight and she fell back with a startled cry. Jedite started to laugh hysterically. Kunzite shot him a glance as Nephrite shook his head helplessly.
"Maybe we should have given her a firmer bed," mused Zoicite with a smile.
"So your going to humiliate me? Now I know I'm in Hell!" Minako screamed and sat up again only to fall back again and eventually fall out.
"Hell? We wish!" Jedite said and moved to the corner of the room. Minako's eyes followed his graceful body as he sat himself in an oversized chair. He was kinda cute, when he wasn't trying to kill people. He kind of reminded her of Ace.
"This isn't Hell. This is our eternal prison. A closed area in the infamous astral plane," Zoicite informed her. Minako's eyes detached from Jedite and focused on Zoicite.
"Our prince sent you here so that you could find you counter part, whatever or whoever that may be," Kunzite said.
"That's right, I remember them saying that. Is there an alternate me around here?" Minako asked, looking around. She stood up and took in the decor of the room. It was simple; all the furniture was done in marble along with the floor and walls. A small chandelier hung from the ceiling and candle lamps were attached to the walls at head level. A wooden table with two chairs rested on a blood red rug in front of a tall window. Minako walked over to the window and looked out into a beautiful courtyard. Flowers of all colors hugged a gravel path and lead through a wall of weeping willows which hid a stone water fountain that looked to be as big as the room she was sitting in.
"There is only us," Nephrite said and watched the pretty blonde. She was pretty alright. Curves in all the right places and a her hair, which was probably her best feature, shimmered like the sun. Too bad he wasn't that parctical to blonds. Too bad he couldn't say the same for Jedite and Zoicite. Being blonds themself that is. But besides the point of hair color he knew that for the duration of her stay he would have to keep close tabs on his companions. They had all been too long without a soft woman under them.
"What?" Minako turned and her big blue eyes filled with confusion. Zoicite sucked in a breath. Lovely.
"Yes," he said.
"You said that this was your prison," Minako mused, a seriousness covered her face as she thought. "Are you being punished for being part of Baryl's army? I know that Mamoru said that you used to be the Shitennou back during the Silver Millennium. I wonder... maybe you were under her control... but I don't know. I normally give the people the benefit of the doubt, but you guys..." Minako's voice trailed off as she felt four pairs of eye settle on her back. She slowly turned to look into the eyes of all four men.
"How," Zoicite asked and shook his head.
"How did you know that?" Kunzite snapped. Minako jumped and frowned. He didn't have to intimidate her like that.
"What? I've know about that since forever! All my friends know it."
"All your friends?" Nephrite asked and frowned. "Who are you?" Now it was Minako's turn to frown. How could these clowns not recognize the beautiful and victorious Sailor Venus. Then it dawned on her, she was still in her school uniform, so it was natural that her identity was still a secret.
"I'm Sailor Venus, duh? Didn't you figure it out by now." Minako said quickly, then covered her mouth. She had been thinking out load again. Damn, know that they knew would they try to take revenge on her and try to vanquish her soul?
"Sailor Venus..." Kunzite's mind racked and hurt as he searched his memory. She was one of Sailor Moon's protectors. She had been a formidable opponent when they fought, but there was more. He remember there were the senshi during the silver millennium, but she came up blank. He remember the Moon princess, Sailor Mercury, Sailor Jupiter, and Sailor Mars, but Sailor Venus... Nothing.
"Eeep..." Minako squeaked.
"Eeep?" Jedite asked.
"Your not holding a grudge against us are you?" Minako asked sheepishly, a small fear sparking in her eyes. Something in Kunzite stirred, but kept his emotions masked.
"No, at least I'm not," Jedite smiled a million dollar smile and Minako swayed. He was totally dreamy! Maybe he was her counter part. Minako smiled to herself, but then again maybe...
"We'll leave you now. I think you need time to think," Nephrite said quietly. Minako, still in her thoughts waved them off live servants and nodded, mumbling. Nephrite ushered Zoi and Jed out the door and Kunzite didn't hesitate to follow, closing the door behind him.
"Man she is hot!" Jedite said energetically as soon as they were out of earshot.
"That's just you libido speaking," Zoicite murmured.
"That's what you think. She's got a pretty face and a man could get lost in her eyes."
"Too bad she's a Sailor Senshi. She probably thinks that you're public enemy number one."
"I think you're looking to close. She's doesn't hate us."
The moment Jedite uttered those words a spear of pain hit Kunzite. Caught off guard he cried out and fell to his knees, drawing the attention of his comrades. They called his name but he didn't hear them. All he herd was an venomous yet angelic voice echoing in his brain.
"I hate you Kunzite! I hate you Kunzite! I hate you Kunzite! I hate you Kunzite!" it yelled. He squeezed his ears shut and screamed in pain. Why did it hurt so much? He had known plenty of people who had told him that they hated him, so why did this hurt so much. His legs felt weak and his head was pounding.
"Kunzite!" Who was that? Jedite?
"Kunzite, snap out of it! Get a hold of yourself!" That was Zoicite. He was sure that was Zoi. The pain began to fade and that tormenting voice dimmed. His eyes had been wide open, but he hadn't seen a thing, and now thing were beginning to come back into focus.
"Kunzite? You okay?" Nephrite kneeled and patted his back. Kunzite nodded and stood slowly, attempting not to loose composure. But the weakness in his body would not leave him. It seemed to take an eternity for his companions to get him to his feet and it seemed even longer when it came to walking to his empty room with the help of his friends. He fell upon his
bed without realizing it and let the soft sheets cover and consume him, hoping that he could fall asleep soon.
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Minako wandered the halls of this would be castle. She was hungry. She hadn't eaten all day and the Shitennou were no where to be seen. She had been wondering around for what seemed like hours when she turned the corner and walked down a long corridor. Doors lined the sides between stone statues of army members. She knocked and open each door but only found them to be empty. Finally she came across a door that had a strange symbol on. It looked like the symbol of Venus but it was upside down and inverted. She didn't take too much notice of it. She knocked carefully and peeked in. A bedroom, like so many before it. She sighed and was about to leave when a small painful groan came from the silver sheets by the window. She carefully moved in the room, leaving the door cracked and padded over to the edge of the bed looking down on it's occupant. It was Kunzite and beads of sweat covered his forehead. Not sure of what she should have been doing she kneeled
beside him and whispered his name.
It was an angel's voice he had heard. That same voice that had condemned him now sounded worried. Did his demon angel seek to comfort him now? He groaned. The pain in his heart was so powerful, it was tearing him apart. If he had been any normal man he would have been screaming around the room in agony, but by holding back he could fool his friends into thinking that it wasn't as bad as it really was.
Minako touched his forehead. He was burning up with a fever. Was it possible? Did he have a flu? She didn't really think that a person could catch a cold on the astral plane.
Her hand was soft and cool. It was like water on the fiery pain that consumed him. It was so sweet and at the same time it was innocent.
"Kunzite?" Minako whispered.
"My Goddess..." Kunzite muttered. His Goddess of pain and pleasure had come to him.
"What?" Minako tilted her head and withdrew her hand.
"My Goddess..."
"Jeez man. Your delusional!" Minako panicked. She stood up and ran to the door and flung it open and stuck half her body out.
"Goddess..." Kunzite muttered behind her.
"HELP!" Minako yelled down the hall. "SOMEONE! Come quick!" She waited and listened, but it seemed as though no one had herd. She huffed with frustration and rushed back to Kunzite's side. It was funny how being at his side felt natural. Even though he was sick she still felt a connection to him. Before she had time to ponder the idea Kunzite opened his eyes.
"What the-"
"I think your sick." Minako said in a worried tone. He frowned at her. What the Hell was she doing in his room. He had been against the idea of her coming here and he didn't want her here now. A stab went though his heart and he realized that he hadn't felt this bad until she had showed up. She was the cause of his pain.
"Get out!"
"What?"
"GET OUT!" That was the first time in a long time that Kunzite had lost his cool
"What!" Anger ignited in Minako's eyes. "Why? You're the one who's feeling bad."
"Because of you!"
"What?" Minako made a fist and leaned over him. "What have I done?"
"You don't have a brain in that little air filled head do you?" Kunzite sneered. That hurt. That hurt bad and for some reason Minako wanted to cry. But why? Why did she care what this creep thought of her?
"Your crazy! Your not making any sense! I think your delusional!" Minako yelled.
"For the love of God! Get OUT! You don't understand at all!"
"How can I understand when you don't any anything? I'm no doctor but I can help." Minako pleaded. Her heart was aching. Why? Why? Why?
"Get out! All you do is cause me pain," He yelled and just like that he doubled over. It was like a vice on his heart. He couldn't breath, which was strange since he didn't really have a real body. It was like he was dying all over again. It hurt so bad. It hadn't been that bad until she came in his room. He wanted her gone, and yet he was ready to withstand the pain and
have her stay. Why? Why? Why?
"Kunzite! Kunzite!" Minako screamed. Something his mind snapped. Another memory? He was surrounded by darkness. Someone, a woman, was calling out to him. She was calling his name and her fingers were held tight in his own. A strong wind was surrounding them and he felt her tears flying, splashing his skin.
"Kunzite!" She yelled.
"I'm sorry..." he said, and his mouth said her name but he could not hear it. Who was this woman he was apologizing to. Who? He pushed her. Why? She was going to the light, disappearing, and he was falling into darkness, cold, unmerciful darkness.
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Mamoru leaned over Minako as something caught his eye. He tucked the blanket around her neck and picked up a small orange crystal resembling and opal. He examined it and glanced at Minako. She was shivering and beats of sweat were gathered around her forehead. She was still linked with her soul. He frowned. There was so much they didn't know. He didn't even know how to get her soul to come back to her body. He knew that Kunzite and the others were on that... what did they call it.. an astral plane?
Minako, he came to the conclusion, wasn't dead. She needed nourishment and he hadn't been able to get her to eat or drink anything while she slept. He sat up and frowned when her hair got tangled in a button on his pants. He carefully dislodged it and turned to go back to the bathroom. He took one final look at Minako and smiled. Minako wasn't what he thought. He would have to tell her so when she awoke.
My Michi-chan
It was warm and quiet. She didn't have to pretend here, she didn't have to fight. She could let her heart roam around her soul in peaceful bliss. She felt light and free. It was sweet and yet at the same time she was a little afraid.
She knew that she had left her body behind and that only her soul was floating in this flower petal soft arena. Surrounded by light and softness she decided that she was in heaven. She had died and was finally free in heaven.
She opened her eyes and laid her pupils on Kunzite, Jedite, Nephrite, and Zoicite surrounding her and let out a long groan. She wasn't in heaven, she was in Hell. That stupid Mamoru and Artemist had sent her into the depths of Hell.
"Hey, she's alive," said Jedite with a genuine smile. Minako shot up from the soft bed she had been sleeping on. It gave under her weight and she fell back with a startled cry. Jedite started to laugh hysterically. Kunzite shot him a glance as Nephrite shook his head helplessly.
"Maybe we should have given her a firmer bed," mused Zoicite with a smile.
"So your going to humiliate me? Now I know I'm in Hell!" Minako screamed and sat up again only to fall back again and eventually fall out.
"Hell? We wish!" Jedite said and moved to the corner of the room. Minako's eyes followed his graceful body as he sat himself in an oversized chair. He was kinda cute, when he wasn't trying to kill people. He kind of reminded her of Ace.
"This isn't Hell. This is our eternal prison. A closed area in the infamous astral plane," Zoicite informed her. Minako's eyes detached from Jedite and focused on Zoicite.
"Our prince sent you here so that you could find you counter part, whatever or whoever that may be," Kunzite said.
"That's right, I remember them saying that. Is there an alternate me around here?" Minako asked, looking around. She stood up and took in the decor of the room. It was simple; all the furniture was done in marble along with the floor and walls. A small chandelier hung from the ceiling and candle lamps were attached to the walls at head level. A wooden table with two chairs rested on a blood red rug in front of a tall window. Minako walked over to the window and looked out into a beautiful courtyard. Flowers of all colors hugged a gravel path and lead through a wall of weeping willows which hid a stone water fountain that looked to be as big as the room she was sitting in.
"There is only us," Nephrite said and watched the pretty blonde. She was pretty alright. Curves in all the right places and a her hair, which was probably her best feature, shimmered like the sun. Too bad he wasn't that parctical to blonds. Too bad he couldn't say the same for Jedite and Zoicite. Being blonds themself that is. But besides the point of hair color he knew that for the duration of her stay he would have to keep close tabs on his companions. They had all been too long without a soft woman under them.
"What?" Minako turned and her big blue eyes filled with confusion. Zoicite sucked in a breath. Lovely.
"Yes," he said.
"You said that this was your prison," Minako mused, a seriousness covered her face as she thought. "Are you being punished for being part of Baryl's army? I know that Mamoru said that you used to be the Shitennou back during the Silver Millennium. I wonder... maybe you were under her control... but I don't know. I normally give the people the benefit of the doubt, but you guys..." Minako's voice trailed off as she felt four pairs of eye settle on her back. She slowly turned to look into the eyes of all four men.
"How," Zoicite asked and shook his head.
"How did you know that?" Kunzite snapped. Minako jumped and frowned. He didn't have to intimidate her like that.
"What? I've know about that since forever! All my friends know it."
"All your friends?" Nephrite asked and frowned. "Who are you?" Now it was Minako's turn to frown. How could these clowns not recognize the beautiful and victorious Sailor Venus. Then it dawned on her, she was still in her school uniform, so it was natural that her identity was still a secret.
"I'm Sailor Venus, duh? Didn't you figure it out by now." Minako said quickly, then covered her mouth. She had been thinking out load again. Damn, know that they knew would they try to take revenge on her and try to vanquish her soul?
"Sailor Venus..." Kunzite's mind racked and hurt as he searched his memory. She was one of Sailor Moon's protectors. She had been a formidable opponent when they fought, but there was more. He remember there were the senshi during the silver millennium, but she came up blank. He remember the Moon princess, Sailor Mercury, Sailor Jupiter, and Sailor Mars, but Sailor Venus... Nothing.
"Eeep..." Minako squeaked.
"Eeep?" Jedite asked.
"Your not holding a grudge against us are you?" Minako asked sheepishly, a small fear sparking in her eyes. Something in Kunzite stirred, but kept his emotions masked.
"No, at least I'm not," Jedite smiled a million dollar smile and Minako swayed. He was totally dreamy! Maybe he was her counter part. Minako smiled to herself, but then again maybe...
"We'll leave you now. I think you need time to think," Nephrite said quietly. Minako, still in her thoughts waved them off live servants and nodded, mumbling. Nephrite ushered Zoi and Jed out the door and Kunzite didn't hesitate to follow, closing the door behind him.
"Man she is hot!" Jedite said energetically as soon as they were out of earshot.
"That's just you libido speaking," Zoicite murmured.
"That's what you think. She's got a pretty face and a man could get lost in her eyes."
"Too bad she's a Sailor Senshi. She probably thinks that you're public enemy number one."
"I think you're looking to close. She's doesn't hate us."
The moment Jedite uttered those words a spear of pain hit Kunzite. Caught off guard he cried out and fell to his knees, drawing the attention of his comrades. They called his name but he didn't hear them. All he herd was an venomous yet angelic voice echoing in his brain.
"I hate you Kunzite! I hate you Kunzite! I hate you Kunzite! I hate you Kunzite!" it yelled. He squeezed his ears shut and screamed in pain. Why did it hurt so much? He had known plenty of people who had told him that they hated him, so why did this hurt so much. His legs felt weak and his head was pounding.
"Kunzite!" Who was that? Jedite?
"Kunzite, snap out of it! Get a hold of yourself!" That was Zoicite. He was sure that was Zoi. The pain began to fade and that tormenting voice dimmed. His eyes had been wide open, but he hadn't seen a thing, and now thing were beginning to come back into focus.
"Kunzite? You okay?" Nephrite kneeled and patted his back. Kunzite nodded and stood slowly, attempting not to loose composure. But the weakness in his body would not leave him. It seemed to take an eternity for his companions to get him to his feet and it seemed even longer when it came to walking to his empty room with the help of his friends. He fell upon his
bed without realizing it and let the soft sheets cover and consume him, hoping that he could fall asleep soon.
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Minako wandered the halls of this would be castle. She was hungry. She hadn't eaten all day and the Shitennou were no where to be seen. She had been wondering around for what seemed like hours when she turned the corner and walked down a long corridor. Doors lined the sides between stone statues of army members. She knocked and open each door but only found them to be empty. Finally she came across a door that had a strange symbol on. It looked like the symbol of Venus but it was upside down and inverted. She didn't take too much notice of it. She knocked carefully and peeked in. A bedroom, like so many before it. She sighed and was about to leave when a small painful groan came from the silver sheets by the window. She carefully moved in the room, leaving the door cracked and padded over to the edge of the bed looking down on it's occupant. It was Kunzite and beads of sweat covered his forehead. Not sure of what she should have been doing she kneeled
beside him and whispered his name.
It was an angel's voice he had heard. That same voice that had condemned him now sounded worried. Did his demon angel seek to comfort him now? He groaned. The pain in his heart was so powerful, it was tearing him apart. If he had been any normal man he would have been screaming around the room in agony, but by holding back he could fool his friends into thinking that it wasn't as bad as it really was.
Minako touched his forehead. He was burning up with a fever. Was it possible? Did he have a flu? She didn't really think that a person could catch a cold on the astral plane.
Her hand was soft and cool. It was like water on the fiery pain that consumed him. It was so sweet and at the same time it was innocent.
"Kunzite?" Minako whispered.
"My Goddess..." Kunzite muttered. His Goddess of pain and pleasure had come to him.
"What?" Minako tilted her head and withdrew her hand.
"My Goddess..."
"Jeez man. Your delusional!" Minako panicked. She stood up and ran to the door and flung it open and stuck half her body out.
"Goddess..." Kunzite muttered behind her.
"HELP!" Minako yelled down the hall. "SOMEONE! Come quick!" She waited and listened, but it seemed as though no one had herd. She huffed with frustration and rushed back to Kunzite's side. It was funny how being at his side felt natural. Even though he was sick she still felt a connection to him. Before she had time to ponder the idea Kunzite opened his eyes.
"What the-"
"I think your sick." Minako said in a worried tone. He frowned at her. What the Hell was she doing in his room. He had been against the idea of her coming here and he didn't want her here now. A stab went though his heart and he realized that he hadn't felt this bad until she had showed up. She was the cause of his pain.
"Get out!"
"What?"
"GET OUT!" That was the first time in a long time that Kunzite had lost his cool
"What!" Anger ignited in Minako's eyes. "Why? You're the one who's feeling bad."
"Because of you!"
"What?" Minako made a fist and leaned over him. "What have I done?"
"You don't have a brain in that little air filled head do you?" Kunzite sneered. That hurt. That hurt bad and for some reason Minako wanted to cry. But why? Why did she care what this creep thought of her?
"Your crazy! Your not making any sense! I think your delusional!" Minako yelled.
"For the love of God! Get OUT! You don't understand at all!"
"How can I understand when you don't any anything? I'm no doctor but I can help." Minako pleaded. Her heart was aching. Why? Why? Why?
"Get out! All you do is cause me pain," He yelled and just like that he doubled over. It was like a vice on his heart. He couldn't breath, which was strange since he didn't really have a real body. It was like he was dying all over again. It hurt so bad. It hadn't been that bad until she came in his room. He wanted her gone, and yet he was ready to withstand the pain and
have her stay. Why? Why? Why?
"Kunzite! Kunzite!" Minako screamed. Something his mind snapped. Another memory? He was surrounded by darkness. Someone, a woman, was calling out to him. She was calling his name and her fingers were held tight in his own. A strong wind was surrounding them and he felt her tears flying, splashing his skin.
"Kunzite!" She yelled.
"I'm sorry..." he said, and his mouth said her name but he could not hear it. Who was this woman he was apologizing to. Who? He pushed her. Why? She was going to the light, disappearing, and he was falling into darkness, cold, unmerciful darkness.
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Mamoru leaned over Minako as something caught his eye. He tucked the blanket around her neck and picked up a small orange crystal resembling and opal. He examined it and glanced at Minako. She was shivering and beats of sweat were gathered around her forehead. She was still linked with her soul. He frowned. There was so much they didn't know. He didn't even know how to get her soul to come back to her body. He knew that Kunzite and the others were on that... what did they call it.. an astral plane?
Minako, he came to the conclusion, wasn't dead. She needed nourishment and he hadn't been able to get her to eat or drink anything while she slept. He sat up and frowned when her hair got tangled in a button on his pants. He carefully dislodged it and turned to go back to the bathroom. He took one final look at Minako and smiled. Minako wasn't what he thought. He would have to tell her so when she awoke.