Nightmares of the King!

Chapter 2

"You won't die..." Endymion whispered to himself mumbling in his sleep. "You won't my friend..."

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Roiyaru wept and wanted to die... again. He tried to convince himself he had hallucinated but the image was too hard to think it a figment of thought. His very own friends Kasai, Zachary, and Tomoshibi beat him and left him in the cold again as his blood stained the pure-white snow. What had he done to them? He tried to think of the point in all his life where he had hurt them in any way shape or form but could not find such a time.

As he cried bitterly and tears froze on his face, he saw a man come towards him. "Who are you?" he whispered. "Please no more." The figure did not heed his plea but kept inching towards the afflicted man. Was it enough that Roiyaru was being humiliated by his own tears, now someone had to watch him? The man was now standing over Roiyaru and Roiyaru remembered that even his own friends had attacked him, so why should he trust another man?

Though his sight was glazed, Roiyaru could see the man had a platinum-near-white color to his long and flowing hair. The man's face, Roiyaru could tell, was as scabrous as his, probably even more-so but he didn't care. This man was in rags also just as he and crimson ran over his body also. Maybe this man had information and maybe not but again that was far from Roiyaru's mind.

The man with platinum blonde hair stretched out his hand towards Roiyaru. Roiyaru thought the man was going to help him up so he stretched his own hand. Sadly, the man wasn't there to hold Roiyaru's hand, but to suffocate the man. The stranger put his hand to Roiyaru's face and the sunshine-blonde was shocked by the action. It wasn't long before Roiyaru began to fidget. He had no energy to fight the man off and maybe he was glad. This would prove if death could actually come to them in this realm so he let the man continue to stifle him in hopes that death would save him from this place.

Even as much as Roiyaru wanted to escape this realm he knew his body would not allow him to be smothered and killed. As a reflex, Roiyaru lifted his good hand and placed it on the arm of the stranger's. Without any avail to move the arm, Roiyaru did sense something about the man. "Have I seen you before?" Roiyaru asked himself. "Please let me die..."

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"You won't die..." Endymion murmured in his bed. "I won't let you, my friend." Suddenly Endymion began to feel smothered and stifled. Now he knew he had to wake up and when he did, Serenity was in front of him with a pillow in her hand. Endymion sharply crawled away from his wife. "What are you doing with that?" he asked in an uneasy breath. Serenity's eyes shook and Endymion knew what was next. Serenity's tears began to fall from her eyes and she gasped for breath. "No, baby... I didn't think you were..."

"Yes, yes you did, Mamo-chan, yes you did; you thought I tried to kill you!" Serenity sobbed. "But why, why would you think that? What is going on with you? I am so worried. I know I'm an adult now, but seeing you like breaks my heart more than any enemy could."

Endymion moved closer to his wife and threw his arms around her. "Usako, I just woke up, that's all and it was just a question." He said reassuring her.

"Are you certain?" Serenity asked stopping her tears.

"Positive." Endymion hugged Serenity from behind and rubbed her arms with his hands. She was in her silky nightgown and Endymion rubbed his naked chest up and down on it. "Usako, it's the afternoon and you're wearing your nightie."

"I saw you lying there for a nap, so I thought I'd join you." Serenity responded smiling.

"But you know what it does to me after the first time, Usako." Endymion purred.

"I know, but I thought you were asleep so I..."

"You wanted to come and tease me in my dreams didn't you?" he purred again.

Serenity was silent. She knew that was exactly what she wanted to do. Serenity knew Endymion was a heavy dreamer and that many outside influences affected his dreams so she, "wanted to conduct a science experiment, like the kids at the school were doing."

"Science... I know a thing or two about science." Endymion whispered.

"Maybe you should teach me, a little something." Serenity blushed, playing along.

"What I want to teach you, science cannot explain." Endymion smiled at his wife and all she could do was blush in return. "I love you, Usako."

"I love you too Mamo-chan." She whispered as anticipation took a hold of her. Now, this couple had the best honeymoon ever. The world was beginning a time of peace and the palace was their venue for a honeymoon; everything that happened that night happened and it was a magical experience for the both of them.

Endymion was about to give her another great experience. As he kissed her neck leaving , he knew that it'd be easy to just take her there; then again he knew that he'd have to discipline himself. He knew there was no love in the rush of two minutes, his friends had told him so and he intended to take their advice. The sensation of his wife's soft, milky skin on his hand had fanned the flame but he again reminded himself of self-control.

So did Serenity. She waited patiently as he continuously caressed her in a loving manner. . Knowing that they both were ready, they continuously kissed and Endymion stroked her long golden hair. He was glad he had learned how to take those meatballs out even though he loved that trademark about her. As Serenity caught a breath of the kissing, she took one of hisfingers into her mouth. He was awestruck at the sight; soon he let her take in each finger one by one, slowly. The thing that was ironic about his precious wife was she was innocently seductive; the smallest token of love she gave him was like lighting a match and setting gasoline to flame.

Before losing control, Endymion lightly pulled away from his beaty and sat curled up on one corner of the bed. He sat more beautiful than Adonis himself and on the other side was his Serenity, his source of light. Looking at the beauty in front of him he continued saying to himself, "this is true love."

"I love you, Mamo-chan." she whispered.

"I love you too." he whispered back. Then, slowly he made his way back to his wife and once they had finished their act of love, he again fell asleep.

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Roiyaru opened his eyes which were still glazed. There was a small fire beside him and he stared as much as he could at the flames. He smiled.

"I'm glad you're awake." The platinum-blonde said. "Now get up, you have to wash yourself off."

Roiyaru thought he was hearing incorrectly. He heard a deep, sardonic voice and it was the same voice he heard when he had died long ago at the Silver Millennium. No, he thought.

"I said get up, before I result to killing you!" the platinum-blonde yelled. Roiyaru didn't move, he simply closed his eyes and pretended to drift to unconsciousness. "Damn you." The man murmured. The platinum-blonde stood at Roiyaru's head and sighed. He reluctantly picked Roiyaru up with both hands and let the man sleep in the cradle that was made of his arms.

However, Roiyaru was not asleep but his eyes were closed. Maybe he would formulate an attack but he knew he wouldn't; he had no energy to so he let the man carry him. Roiyaru rested his head on the man's hairy chest and curled up on his body, seeking his warmth. For the moment, the stranger's identity was not on his mind.

"I know you're not asleep, so consider this a favor." The platinum-blonde replied walking with the man in his arms. Roiyaru heard the man say it but he couldn't care less. He now had a companion to help him despite his mordant tone.

After a while, Roiyaru felt as if they were both on an incline into warm water. Deeper and deeper the man went with Roiyaru in his arms. Once the man was halfway in the pool, he slowly submerged Roiyaru into it and let him go.

Roiyaru's cuts and bruises ached and stung with the feel of the warm water but it was better than the cold snow. His rags that used to be his Tuxedo Star slacks clung to him. Roiyaru continued to sink until he felt the clay-like bottom. Once he felt the need to breathe again he stood up, forced his hair behind him and began rubbing his eyes. He began to think of how he'd thank the man but could not think fast enough.

When Roiyaru opened his eyes, he looked at his savior's calves, knees and thighs. The man's abdomen displayed his rib cage and then he saw the face. That face; he had remembered it at one point before. Even behind all the facial hair, Roiyaru knew that face. That chiseled face and eyes were unmistakable.

Roiyaru never forgot those piercing, blue-grey eyes; the eyes that had no remorse for killing anything. Roiyaru remembered those cunning eyes for so long. He thought he'd never have to see those eyes again in death or in life. Roiyaru opened his mouth to speak. He wished to say words that he had held in since the Silver Millennium yet, all he could do was whisper the man's name. "Kunzite..."

Kunzite, the platinum-blonde general from Queen Beryl's court stood in front of our golden-blonde Roiyaru. They had stood face to face like this before. In combat during the war of the Silver Millennium, Kunzite not only killed Roiyaru but humiliated him and his friends. "So we meet again, Roiyaru-san..." Kunzite said smiling to Roiyaru's face. How could this man smile? He had killed Roiyaru once, was he sent to kill Roiyaru again? Kunzite stretched out a hand to Roiyaru but Roiyaru took a step backwards. "You're just like I imagined you."

"And how's that" Roiyaru whispered groggily.

"Put away the facial hair, I've always imagined you in front of me ragged and beaten. Believe me I've always wanted to see you like this however, it doesn't comfort me to know I didn't do the beating."

"Do what you came to do." Roiyaru answered sickened by Kunzite's words.

"I intend to." Kunzite rushed swiftly to Roiyaru even in the pool where water should have slowed him. He took a hold of Roiyaru's wrist and Roiyaru refused to scream. He added pressure until Roiyaru winced and whimpered. "Scream for me." Kunzite purred applying the pressure more and more. Roiyaru felt nauseous, if being beaten up by his friends did not hurt him enough, now his pride would be shattered by being tortured by the man who had killed him long ago. Kunzite let the wrist go and Roiyaru almost felt like throwing up. "Did you feel that?"

Roiyaru shook his head stupidly. Pride always got the better of him and in his estate, he wished it didn't. He began to sway, weakened by what Kunzite had done.

"Then I guess I will have to make you feel it!" Kunzite forcefully grabbed Roiyaru's wrist again causing him to scream in pain. "Feel it!"

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"Kunzite, no!" King Endymion shouted. Endymion awoke and saw a gloved hand on his own wrist. He grabbed the hand and threw it away forcefully screaming, "Get away from me!"

Serenity and Sailor Mercury (in her Crystal Senshi form) stood frightened by Endymion's outburst. "He's worse than I thought." Serenity whispered to her friend.

Endymion was embarrassed. He had just jumped from one side of the bed to the other in the nude. "Usako... Sailor Mercury, how are you?"

"Endymion-sama." Sailor Mercury answered.

"There is no need to answer me in the respects that you have just done, Ami." He smiled. Sailor Mercury smiled along with him.

"Will you both stop being happy?" Serenity blurted out. "Mamo-chan, what has gotten into you?"

"Usako, what do you mean?" Endymion asked coyly.

"Don't play dumb with me Endymion!" Serenity said sternly. "I am your wife and I demand to know what is going on!"

"Usako, please stop this." Endymion said as his head pulsated. He had a tension headache developing and his wife's innocent cry to help him aggravated it more. "I'm fine, don't worry."

Serenity scoffed sadly. "Look at you; look at your face. You've lost sleep ever since you've become king and I don't understand why. Sure you're stressing that you have the weight of the world on your shoulders but it's more than that. You wake up constantly at night from nightmares, you are edgy and short-tempered. Look at the way you wanted to brush me off. 'Usako, please stop this.' If you want me to stop Endymion you tell me what's wrong with you!"

Endymion was shocked at his wife's sudden boldness. He had never remembered her this straightforward with him anytime in their whole relationship. Now, he felt the need to tell her; but would she understand him? Should he tell her of his nightmares of the thought to be deceased man and dead enemy? Even worse, should he tell her that in these dreams they were barely clad, beaten, and ill? No, he thought, he could not tell her lest she laugh and think of him mentally unstable.

"Nothing is wrong, Usako? Why should there be? Ami did not have to come here."

"But Mamo-chan, I talked to Minako and she said you woke up screaming Roiyaru's name." Serenity said worriedly.

"Yes," Sailor Mercury added. "And you just woke up screaming Kunzite's name."

Endymion had the explanation for this but how could he tell them. He suddenly became very cross the way men do when stuck in a corner. "Look," he began. "There is nothing wrong with me. Do not insult my intelligence and my mental wellbeing by this. I think I'm entitled to a few nightmares. I confess I have been somewhat stressed because this whole ruler thing is new to me but it would make it a whole lot easier if everyone would stop worrying and leave me alone."

Serenity and Sailor Mercury stood amazed. Serenity bowed her head and turned out of the bedroom. Sailor Mercury slowly followed her and shut the door. Endymion sighed and grumbled. He hated himself for the show he had just put on but what else was he to do? "Roiyaru-kun; what have I done or left undone to deserve this?" he asked himself. "What do you want me to do?"