Sweet Sixteen and a Half Chapter 9: HELP!, a sailor moon fanfic

Sweet Sixteen and a Half

Chapter 8

PG-13

HELLO AGAIN ALL PEOPLES!!!! I JUST HAD SUGAR!! WEEEE!!!!! Anyways, here's a thanks to all who reviewed: Autumn Ann Star, ThiMonkey, fate12, courtjasnluvr87, Sailor_Earth_Dragon, Kris Black, Silver Moonlight-81, Sailor Serenity5, skye, aurora, starlite crystal, secrets, Sin_Katt, LadyBlackIce01, MoonGirl5657, Astgal, emmastarz, and kalinda. THANKS AGAIN GUYS.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~Darien's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Oh my aching feet!" I cried as I walked very….slowly…..to….the….chair…

"I can't believe those guys chased us for two hours straight!" Kunzite exclaimed, slightly out of breath as he sat down ever so slowly on the couch.

"Well, at least we lost them" Jedite pointed out. "All thanks to me!"

"THANKS?!?!" Nephrite cried in rage. "You suggested for us to run through the chicken coop and hide out with the chickens!!!" Then pausing, "And we listened to you!"

"Yea, but we lost them" Jedite pointed out.

"Yea, but some chicken tried to mate with me!" Zoisite exclaimed. "I didn't think chickens could get so horny…"

"Guys, cool it. We lost them and that's all that counts" I ordered tiredly. "But if I ever do find that Autumn Star, I will surely kill her"

"You can say that again" Nephrite agreed.

"How could this have happened?" Zoisite muttered vengefully.

"I don't know, but I don't want to talk about it right now" Kunzite replied tiredly. "Let's just all go to bed and talk about it in the morning…unless we wake up and find this all to be a dream…"

"A dream…." Jedite replied sleepily.

"Night all."

"Night"

All of a sudden, I woke up in bed. Was it a dream? Feeling around wildly, I found that everything indeed was real; I could feel the velvet of the sheets, the stickiness of my sweaty skin. "I need to lay off on the potato chips before bed" I murmured to myself. Moving around, I came to the dreadful conclusion that I was not alone. Throwing back the covers, I found came face to face with a mass of silver hair.

"Ohh, Darien baby, is something wrong?" she cooed sleepily, sitting up. Okay, now I was freaked out.

"Sarah? What are you…how did you…what are you doing in my bed?" I asked distressed.

"Darien baby is everything alright?" she asked worriedly, bringing a hand up to my shoulder and messaging it. That's when I came to another dreadful conclusion. I wasn't wearing anything and Sarah just had her bra on….

"Sarah, why are you in my bed, with just…that on?" I questioned, afraid of what the answer might be.

"Oh Darien, don't tell me you already forgot our wonderful night?" she purred seductively, moving her hand from my shoulder down to my chest.

"Sarah, nothing happened…" I tried to deny, but I was cut short by Sarah again.

"Well if you forgot already, maybe I'll have to show you." With that, her lips came crashing down on top of mine in a heated kiss. Wrapping my arms around her, I flipped her over and pinned her on her back. Moving my hands around, they got lower and lower until…..

BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed. Sitting up in bed, I felt around my bed frantically, making sure I was the only one in the bed. Looking next to me, just to be sure, I found no one was there. I let out a sigh of relief. Shutting off my alarm clock, I slowly got out of bed. It had all been a dream, a very realistic and sexy dream……….

I needed a cold shower, fast.

*************Living room**************** ~~~~~~~Author's POV~~~~~~

RING

The phone sounded in the living room.

"Got it!" cried a voice as he went to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Who's this?"

"Nephrite, why?"

"Nephrite, this is Rachel"

"Umm, Rachel, hey, what's……..why are you calling?"

"Oh are you guys all right?" apparently she didn't hear what he had asked.

"Umm….."

"Oh no, you aren't, are you?!?!?"

"Rachel, calm down"

"Oh this is all our fault. Look, you stay there. We'll be up soon"

"Rachel, what are you talking about?"

"Oh no, this is worse than we thought. You forgot all about last night already…"

"Last night? Rachel, that was all a mistake, don't worry about it…."

"Oh don't give me any excuses. We'll be up in five!"

"Rachel, wait…."

CLICK

She had hung up.

"Crap"

"Hey Nephrite, who was that?" Jedite called from the kitchen.

"Umm, that was Rachel. Her and the girls are coming over…." he trailed off.

"WHAT!?!?!?!?! SARAH CANNOT, I REPEAT CANNOT COME HERE!" Darien screamed nervously from the bathroom. Coming out, his hair was still damp and he was only wearing a towel.

"Hey calm down Dare, it's not like something bad is going happen" Kunzite reasoned. Darien's face paled considerably.

"I'm going to call Sere" he stated quickly, making a mad dash to the phone and away from the others. Picking up the phone, he dialed her phone number. Hearing it ring, his heart calmed down a bit. All of sudden, everything stopped. Looking up, he saw Kunzite with his finger on 'disconnect' part of the phone.

"No Dare, if you call them, you'll blow everything" Kunzite stated sternly. "And anyways, Serena has caller id, so it won't do any good" Sighing, Darien put down the phone. "Oh, and I suggest that you go change into something better than a towel. Michelle and the girls will be here any minute. As soon as that left his mouth, Darien made a mad dash behind him.

SLAM

'Looks like he was getting dressed.' Kunzite mused.

KNOCK
KNOCK
KNOCK

And not a moment to soon.

~~~~~~~~~~Nephrite's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As I opened the door, my pulse quickened a bit. Why was I excited? Then it occurred to me, I wasn't excited, a saw nervous….but about what?

"Hello ladies, I'm glad....mmm mph mmooh." I practically gagged as something vile was shoved in my mouth. It reminded me faintly of old socks…

"Hold still. How do you expect the thermometer to take a correct temperature if you keep moving?" Laura demanded. Moving a hand to my head, she quickly took it away.

"Oh my gosh you're burning up! Oh this is all our fault. You should have just come to the Luau in your regular clothes." Laura fussed.

"Laura, I'm FINE" I said, spitting out the thermometer. I looked at her trying to show that I was fine, but to know avail.

"Oh no you aren't" she said sternly, shoving the thermometer down my throat. "Now lay down on the couch" she said, pushing me inside and over to the couch roughly.

"Now let's check your temperature" she said finally. "Heaven knows how high it is with how warm you are"

Wait a minute, I was warm? Since when? I was about to tell her that when….

"OH MY GOD!!!" she exclaimed suddenly as she took the thermometer out of my mouth.

"What? Shocked that it's normal?" I asked, making a move to get off the couch.

"Oh no you don't" she said sternly pushing me back. "Not with a 101.4 degree temperature you're not." I stared at her in disbelief. She had to be lying. I hadn't been sick since I was in high school, and that was only because Gertrude Johnson sneezed on me and gave me the flu. No one had sneezed on me on this trip, I think….

"Laura, you must be mistaking" I said defensively. "I haven't been sick in ages. And anyways, I don't feel warm. You must have read the thermometer wrong." Looking at her, she was smiling evilly. That scared me….

Then she said that one word that made me afraid.

"Denial" she stated simply.

"Laura, I know how people hate to admit that they're wrong but…." I trailed off as Laura stuck the thermometer in front of my face. There it read as clear as daylight 101.4 degrees.

"What? But Laura…."

"Save it. You're sick and I'm going to stay here all day with you and make you feel better" she said confidently. Something about that just made me nervous.

"And you're sweating!" she cried. "I'll go get some blankets. Now DON"T MOVE" she emphasized as she left me very confused lying on the couch.

~~~~~~~~~~~Kunzite's POV~~~~~~~~~~~

"Michelle, how are you?" I asked as I saw her come in.

"Oh no you don't young man I should be asking you that" she replied huffily.

"Really Michelle…."

"Save it young man. I saw you last night. Heaven know what happened out there in the cold"

"But it wasn't cold" I argued.

"No, save it. Now, where's your bedroom?" she demanded.

"Right this way…" I said confused as I led her down the hall to my room. Once we got inside, she pushed me roughly into bed.

"Hey! What's the big idea?" I asked angrily.

"Oh no you don't. I'm here to take care of you."

"What does that have to do with my question?" I demanded.

"Now say ah"

"Whatashhhhhhhhhhhh" I said as Michelle stuck something in my mouth.

"Now stop talking and let me take a look at your throat." she ordered.

"Hegh, whaas sha big ideash?" I asked with the vile tasting thing in my mouth.

"Oh dear" she said suddenly, sticking the thing farther down my throat. "That doesn't look to good"

"What doesn't look too good?" I cried as she removed the thing from my mouth.

"Your throat is all red. That's not good. Now tell me, does it hurt when you talk?"

"WHAT?!?!? MY THROAT DOES NOT HURTTTTTTTTT!" I screamed the last part as she painfully fell on top of me, crushing my very sensitive, umm, manly area.

"See it does hurt" she stated matter-oh-factly.

"No it doesn't. I just screamed because you fell on top of me!" I shouted.

"A likely story"

"Michelle, NOTHING'S WRONG!" I screamed angrily. I had had enough. Just who does she think she was coming in here and harassing me? Taking a deep breath, I decided that I had to calm down first. Maybe then I could get it through that overly thick skull of hers…..

"Look Michelle, I appreciate what you're doing, really I am, but right now all I need for you to do is leave me alone. Nothing is wrong with me so I'd appreciate it a great deal if you would leave me for the moment and maybe we could come up with plans tomorrow to do something. Do you understand what I'm saying?" I asked looking at her. She stared at me blankly. Slowly, her eyes seemed to change. Wait a minute……her eyes were changing? Looking at her again, I noticed that her eyes weren't changing, but they were wet.

"Michelle…."

"Look Kunzite, if you didn't want me here, all you had to do was say so" she said sadly trying to keep her composure as she turned and headed for the door. As she turned, I saw a single solitary tear slip down her pale cheek and hit the floor.

"Michelle……wait," I pleaded as she was about to leave. Stopping, she turned towards me. More unshed tears filled her eyes. Her entire body shook as she tried hard not to cry in front of me. Getting out of bed, I slowly went over to her and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her into a hug. Leaning her head against my chest, she began to cry into my shirt. Holding her tighter, I rubbed my hand in small circles on her back trying to calm her down. Whispering nothings into her ear, her tears slowly subsided. Pulling out of my embrace, she turned and looked at me. Her bright hazel eyes were stained with red and still slightly moist, but I didn't care. Warm blue met bright hazel and locked.

"Would you like to stay here and talk?" I asked suddenly. 'Stupid, stupid, stupid' I chided in my mind.

"I'd like that" she replied as our eyes locked again. Funny, was it just me or did her voice sound exactly like Mina's right now?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~Zoisite's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I laid in my bed as I finished reading my book The Biography of Albert Einstein when I heard a knock on the door. A few seconds later, Amelia came rushing into my room.

"Zoisite are you okay?" she asked slightly out of breath.

"Yea I am……why?" I asked suspiciously.

"Oh, umm, the girls said that you were sick" she replied shyly.

"Why would they think something like that?" I asked confused. I watched as Amelia wrung her hands together nervously. I couldn't help but chuckle at her antics. She reminded me so much of Amy right then. My heart wrenched as I thought of her. I missed her dearly right now, but calling her right now would just make matter worse. Sighing, I kept asking myself the same question; why oh why did I agree to this idiotic plan of Jedite's in the first place? Looking back at Amelia, she now found the floor quite amusing. She was a shy little thing I had to admit. I chuckled again, but this time, Amelia looked up. Eyes locking, I found that I could move. A slow rosy blush crept up her cheeks as we continued staring into each other's eyes. Finally shaking my head, I broke the mystic spell that held us together.

"So………."

"So…….." she repeated. Looking at each other again, we suddenly both burst into a fit of laughter. As our laughter subsided, we looked at each other once more and came a to a mutual understanding.

"Hey, what are you reading there?" Amelia asked curiously as she made her way towards the bed.

"Oh this?" I asked, lifting up the book. "It's a book of mine my girlfriend gave me for Christmas." I tried to keep my voice even, but the sadness must have been evident because the next time I looked at Amelia, her face showed a grave expression.

"Do you miss her?" she asked gently. I couldn't stand it. I turned my head away from her. If I looked into her kind and loving eyes one more time I'd tell her everything.

"You do, don't you?" she asked again. This time, I gave a short nod of the head.

"Yea, but I prefer not to think about her right now because if I did, then I'd miss her even more." She nodded her head in understanding.

"So what else do you like?" she asked.

"Well…." I stated considering my options, "I like………."

****************10 minutes later*****************

"You're kidding!" she exclaimed. "That's how much we have in common now?"

"I know what you mean! I never thought that I could bond this well with someone before" I replied. "Excluding my girlfriend of course" We both laughed at the comment. Amelia was a great listener, just like Amy. Amy………

Why were Amelia and Amy so similar?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Jedite's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"And now to finish off the 'Super Duper Man Sandwich'" I declared proudly. I was alone in the kitchen preparing my famous 'Super Duper Man Sandwich.' It consisted of two pieces of bread: one wheat and one white, horseradish sauce, mayonnaise, pickles, turkey, ham, cheeses like swiss, mozzarella, cheddar, and blue, ham, turkey, tomatoes, lettuce, peanut butter, and jalapeno peppers. (AN: Is it just me or does that sound really gross?). Now was the time of trial; would it be good or need more horseradish sauce? Bringing up the bulging sandwich to my mouth, I was about to take a bite when I heard screams from the other room.

'Ignore it, the girls are probably just here and Dare is having another freak attack' I thought in my mind. 'Yea, that's it, Dare and his freak attacks.' Lifting up my sandwich again, I was about to take a bite when….

"OH NO YOU DON'T!" a voice screeched. Before I could say another word, my sandwich was snatched from my hands. Turning around quickly to see who stole my sandwich, I saw a blur of red.

"HEY!! GIVE ME BACK MY SANDWICH!" I screamed. That's when I realized, it was Rachel.

"Oh no you don't, not when you're sick you aren't" she scolded as I watched in from of my vary eyes, my 'Super Duper Man Sandwich' thrown into the trash like some horrible disgusting thing.

"Wha…..Ha……Eeee…..NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed in agony falling to my knees. How could anyone be this cruel?!?!?! I worked hard on that sandwich, and for what? To see it thrown away. I looked up at the-oh-so cruel woman who was shaking her head in disgust of me.

"Oh no you don't young man, not when you're sick you're not" she scolded with authority, wagging a finger at me.

"How could you Rachel……..wait, did you say I was sick?"

"And you're delirious now!" she screamed. "Come on, it's off to bed with you!" And with that, she picked me off the floor and dragged…..I mean, helped me to my room. This gave me plenty of time to think. First off,

1) Rachel is here in our condo.

2) She got rid of my sandwich

3) She did that because she thinks I'm sick

4) So now I'm being dragged to my room so she can take care of me

5) Which means I have a personal servant for a day

This was going to be fun.

"Which room is yours?" she demanded when we reached the hallway.

"First one on the left" I replied as she "helped" me into my room. Upon entering, I laid down on the bed.

"Now how do you feel?" she asked, worry in her voice. This was going to be fun.

"Ohhh my aching head!" I complained, grabbing my head for an added effect. Looking at her face momentarily, I thought I saw a flicker of fire run through her eyes, but if I did, I must have been imagining it because in the next second, her eyes held sympathy and worry.

"Oh you poor thing. I'll go get you some Advil and a cold cloth. Now you just stay there and relax." Soon she was out the door and on her way to get me my 'medications.' Stretching out, I put my hands behind my head and crossed my legs in relaxation. Yup, today was going to be good.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Raye's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

'Why that no good idiot, playing it for everything its worth' I thought angrily in my mind. Well, if he wanted attention, then he'll get attention, just not in the way he planned.

(AN: Honestly, did you expect Raye to just sit back and take that from Jedite, even if she is in disguised form? I didn't think so.)

Entering the bathroom, I found a large bottle of Advil sitting on the counter. Grabbing two tablets and a glass of water, I filled a bucket with cool water and put a washcloth inside. Turning around, I went back to Jedite's room. This was going to be fun.

"Are you feeling better?" I asked when I entered the room, my voice full of concern. Ha, like that was ever going to happen.

"Ohhh, my head. It feels like it's going to explode at any second" Jedite moaned. Idiot, he should know that people can see through he acts.

"Oh here, take these, it should help you feel better" I cooed softly, trying to make my voice sound as compassionate as possible.

"Thanks Rachel" he replied weakly as he brought a hand slowly up to grab the Advil and the glass of water. After he took it and I had laid the washcloth on his head, I started my plan.

"Does it really hurt that badly?" I asked with concern in my voice, trying to keep from laughing.

"Yea, it does" he agreed.

"You know, my mother has a great cure for headaches" I suggested.

"Really?" he murmured, "That's nice."

"And since your head hurts that much, I was thinking that we could try it" I said innocently. Ha! This was anything but innocent.

He looked at me, worry evident in his eyes.

"Umm, Rachel, I think I'll be fine, you know, the Advil is starting to work already" he replied weakly, trying to sound in pain, but the worry was evident in his voice.

"But Jedite, please? I mean, this is my fault that you're like this in first place. Please, for me?" I asked sweetly, giving him my most pleading expression. He sighed. 'Works every time' I said in my mind.

"Okay, what do I have to do?" he sighed in defeat.

"Hang on, I'll go get the ingredients" I said hurriedly, running out the door, leaving a very worried Jedite behind.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Jedite's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

'Crap, something told me I shouldn't have done this!' I cried silently in my mind. Rachel had returned now with eggs, jalapeno peppers, a bucket, and a spoon.

"Okay, now get up" she commanded as she set everything down.

"Umm, Rachel, is all this really necessary?" I asked nervously.

"Of course, now come here" she demanded. Sighing, I got up out of bed and walked slowly over to her.

"Okay, now" she said putting the egg on a spoon, "Put this in your mouth and try to keep it from falling." Looking at her suspiciously, she sighed.

"If you don't want to do it, I'll understand…." she said sadly, tears silently forming in her eyes.

"No, no, it's not that, it's just the headache, that's all" I replied hurriedly. She smiled quickly and shoved the spoon in my mouth.

"Okay, now, put our left foot in the bucket" she said. I was about to say something when I realized that I still had the spoon in my mouth, with the egg on it. Sighing inwardly, I did as she said.

"Now….." she said lifting up the jalapeno jar, she dumped the contents into the bucket. I screamed inwardly as I felt the spicy, squishy substances surround my foot.

"Okay, now balance yourself on your left foot and spin around in a circle three times" she demanded.

"Ut Achel…" I strained through my teeth.

"Now no butts, we've come this far and we're going to finish it….please?" she asked quietly on the please. Sighing I started to turn around. Something told me this was not going to be very good.

~~~~~~~~~~~~Darien's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

'Man oh man, Sarah CANNOT come here now!" I screamed in my mind as I tried to find something decent to wear.

KNOCK
KNOCK

"Come in!" I cried, realizing all too late that I was only wearing my pants.

"Oh Darien, I'm sooo sorry…" I heard a voice apologize from behind. Spinning around, I came face to face with the last person I wanted to see right now. That's right, it was Sarah.

Our eyes locked and I recalled that dream. She looked so cute there……Hold it! Stop where you are!!! This is Sarah we're talking about! I felt myself paling considerably as we continued to stare at each other.

"Darien, are you alright?" she asked worriedly.

"Umm…."

"You're sick aren't you? Oh, you don't look good at all. You're so pale!" she exclaimed. Yea, you'd look pale too if you just had a oh so very realistic hot and steamy dream that involved the girl that was standing in front of you wearing nothing but a bra on.

"Come on, off to bed with you" she scurried as she pushed me over into bed.

"I'll go get a thermometer, now you just lay there" she said lovingly as she gave me a caring smile and left. This was not going to be a good day.

---------------------------YEA!!! I'M FINALLY DONE WITH THIS CHAPTER!!!!! Okay, if you like long, this is long, so I hope you're happy. Please review and stay tuned for the next chapter!!!!

**********This goes out to the person who gave me the idea for dreams…..but I don't remember who!!!!!! If it was you, let me know so I can give you credit. But thanks anyways!!!************

~~~~~~~~~~Also, some of you have probably been wondering why the guys haven't called the girls, well, now you know why~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~