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Disclaimer : Sailor Moon is not mine
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He sighed.
Looking over the mountain plains, he knew what was causing his melancholy and yet knew not how to control it.
Owner of the vast area he surveyed, he watched as his counterparts frolicked and played through the evergreen trees.
Through his mental link with everyone in his clan he knew all was right with them but sighed yet again.
All may be right with them but not with their leader.
His mental sight saw as Lita and Nephrite frolicked with one another by the shaded waterfall and captured as Raye and Jaedite quarrelled lovingly, albeit loudly over his teasing of her while making their rounds at the base of the mountain. He also picked up on the happy thoughts of dozen of others who were scattered across the forest
Sniffing the air he searched and yet found nothing, no trace.
Turning he walked slowly back to his castle, his domain.
Here in the mountains he had known nothing but peace, a calming spirit to his raging emotions but not even the mountains could soothe him now.
His clan studied him as he had them and each knew the sorrow in his heart and wanted to help him but knew he would not welcome their interference.
For what he needed was his mate and only he could tell who that was.
As he made his way up the steps, the grand door opened by itself and he breezed through trudging wearily up the stairs into his bedroom.
Walking out to the balcony he reached for the glass of brandy that appeared magically beside his hand. Taking a sip, he grimaced as it burned his throat.
'Almost five hundred years and I still don't see the big deal about alcohol,' he thought to himself.
Turning his head he watched as the sunset in the west cast the sky in flames of red and orange making his forest look ablaze for a few moments before darkness once again took the sky.
'Where are you? Why have you not returned to me?' his restless mind ached as silver strands of hair blew into his face.
Casting his eyes over the mountains and valleys he could make out the city with its bright lights and loud noise. He had been there before searching but to no avail. He would go there again tonight just in case.
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Hopping off a train, a small figure made her way through the station into the hustle and bustle that was the city, determined to make her way to a spot which was not so crowded so that she could once again follow the complicated directions on the piece of paper clutched in her hand while tugging along her small suitcase.
'I hate crowds' she thought to herself, 'I should be back home in the country'
'Home' the word sparked tears in her ocean blue eyes as the hurt and pain crept back into her heart.
Steeling herself together she willed the tears back, 'Not now. No crying now'
As she found a small less crowded spot she looked once again at the paper. Making a left turn she looked up only in time to see a harried woman hurtling towards her with briefcase, coat and books in her hand while talking on a cell phone.
"Look out" but Ami's cry was too late as the woman hit into her with a force that sent her stumbling back.
Trying to save herself from the fall Ami grabbed at a man passing her. Upon steadying herself she looked up to say sorry to the man but saw a glint of something lustful in the man's eyes.
''Aren't you a sexy little thing?" he reached out to touch her face and Ami backed off quickly.
"I'm not interested," she said coldly hoping he would take the hint.
Shrugging, the man walked off soon quickly becoming swallowed up in the masses around her.
Sighing she went to look at the piece of paper again only then realising that she had dropped it before when she had stumbled. 'Oh no' she turned around quickly trying to scan the pavement for the piece of paper.
"Hey watch it!"
"You're blocking the road!"
Ami heard the shouts as she hunched over to scour the ground but it was to no avail, the piece of paper was gone.
'Just great' she sighed once more and walked on trying to recall what had been on that sheet.
"I knew I should have made another copy," she mumbled as she scanned the street signs above her to see if any names were familiar.
'Nope not one of these names looks familiar. Shit' she frowned and crossed the road biting her lip while remembering the advice her aunt gave her before she left.
'The city is different from the country child, so when you get there follow these instructions and stop to talk to no one for they will not be interested in talking to you.'
Grimacing Ami continued walking determined to find at least a police officer who could help. Awed by the size of the skyscrapers around her she looked up, craning her neck to see if she could see the top of the tallest one.
Suddenly she felt a tug and her suitcase was yanked through her fingers, she spun and saw two guys running in the direction she had come.
"Hey!" She shouted starting to run after them "Somebody stop them! They stole my suitcase!"
Her voice got swallowed up in the noise of the passing traffic and even though it was obvious what had just taken place with her running after the two men screaming, persons just continued walking along as if it was an every day occurrence and could not be bothered to help.
As quickly as they appeared she saw them round a corner and turning it herself "They're gone" she gasped trying to catch her breath.
"Now I definitely have to find the police," she murmured and turned around realising now she was off of the main streets and into the back alleys.
"Hey are you lost or somethin'?," she heard a female drawl from next to her.
Looking at her, Ami saw a woman in her middle ages, with red curly hair that looked drab on her pale but heavily made up face. A cigarette dangling from her lips she leaned back against the building of the corner Ami had just rounded.
"Actually I'm looking for the police station," Ami said softly.
Wearing a tight short leather skirt with matching top Ami knew this was most probably a prostitute and made her way to go past her.
The woman grabbed her arm "Where do u think you are going?" she snarled.
"Let go of me" Ami tried to wrench her arm from the woman and watched as she licked her lips.
"Feisty huh? Joe will like you," and started to pull Ami away deeper into the alleys.
Screaming for help at the top of her lungs Ami suddenly felt a heavy object connect with the back of her head and all went dark.
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Kunzite scanned his surroundings once more and started to make his way quickly across the lands.
Having left specific instructions with his second-in-command, he had no worries about leaving his clan since they all understood his mission and as he had spoken to them he tried not to see the empathy in their eyes as he told them he was going into the city.
'They all want what's best for me,' he thought to himself as he had seen that some of the others had not wanted him to go searching again for fear he would be disappointed.
As he crossed the river however, an urge like none before hit him and pausing he sniffed the air coming from the city.
Different smells filled his senses but wait, there it was, faint yet so familiar.
His eyes burned a flash of red as his beast drove him forward causing miles to be passed beneath in a matter of seconds.
Reaching the outskirts of town he sniffed again, his beast raging for control and his impatience making him angry.
"Could it be?" he asked himself but when the scent that had been fostered into his brain hit him once more he knew, "She's here, she's come back to me."
Pushing through the crowds in the city, he barely registered the fact that women were gaping at him.
Standing at 6'4, with his long silver hair pulled back in a ponytail and dressed in all black, he made quite an attraction but impatience was stamped on his face as well as arrogance and the women knew better than to approach him now.
Kunzite rounded a corner quickly and just then a gust of air blew and reaching out he snatched a piece of paper that had been about to blow by him.
Looking at it he could see the directions written in obviously an older person's handwriting but it was not what he could see that was of great importance to him. No, it was the smell coming from the paper.
Sniffing it delicately her smell became even more deeply imbedded in his mind.
Reaching out his mind to hers, he frowned when he came back with nothing. "Where are you?"
Disclaimer : Sailor Moon is not mine
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He sighed.
Looking over the mountain plains, he knew what was causing his melancholy and yet knew not how to control it.
Owner of the vast area he surveyed, he watched as his counterparts frolicked and played through the evergreen trees.
Through his mental link with everyone in his clan he knew all was right with them but sighed yet again.
All may be right with them but not with their leader.
His mental sight saw as Lita and Nephrite frolicked with one another by the shaded waterfall and captured as Raye and Jaedite quarrelled lovingly, albeit loudly over his teasing of her while making their rounds at the base of the mountain. He also picked up on the happy thoughts of dozen of others who were scattered across the forest
Sniffing the air he searched and yet found nothing, no trace.
Turning he walked slowly back to his castle, his domain.
Here in the mountains he had known nothing but peace, a calming spirit to his raging emotions but not even the mountains could soothe him now.
His clan studied him as he had them and each knew the sorrow in his heart and wanted to help him but knew he would not welcome their interference.
For what he needed was his mate and only he could tell who that was.
As he made his way up the steps, the grand door opened by itself and he breezed through trudging wearily up the stairs into his bedroom.
Walking out to the balcony he reached for the glass of brandy that appeared magically beside his hand. Taking a sip, he grimaced as it burned his throat.
'Almost five hundred years and I still don't see the big deal about alcohol,' he thought to himself.
Turning his head he watched as the sunset in the west cast the sky in flames of red and orange making his forest look ablaze for a few moments before darkness once again took the sky.
'Where are you? Why have you not returned to me?' his restless mind ached as silver strands of hair blew into his face.
Casting his eyes over the mountains and valleys he could make out the city with its bright lights and loud noise. He had been there before searching but to no avail. He would go there again tonight just in case.
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Hopping off a train, a small figure made her way through the station into the hustle and bustle that was the city, determined to make her way to a spot which was not so crowded so that she could once again follow the complicated directions on the piece of paper clutched in her hand while tugging along her small suitcase.
'I hate crowds' she thought to herself, 'I should be back home in the country'
'Home' the word sparked tears in her ocean blue eyes as the hurt and pain crept back into her heart.
Steeling herself together she willed the tears back, 'Not now. No crying now'
As she found a small less crowded spot she looked once again at the paper. Making a left turn she looked up only in time to see a harried woman hurtling towards her with briefcase, coat and books in her hand while talking on a cell phone.
"Look out" but Ami's cry was too late as the woman hit into her with a force that sent her stumbling back.
Trying to save herself from the fall Ami grabbed at a man passing her. Upon steadying herself she looked up to say sorry to the man but saw a glint of something lustful in the man's eyes.
''Aren't you a sexy little thing?" he reached out to touch her face and Ami backed off quickly.
"I'm not interested," she said coldly hoping he would take the hint.
Shrugging, the man walked off soon quickly becoming swallowed up in the masses around her.
Sighing she went to look at the piece of paper again only then realising that she had dropped it before when she had stumbled. 'Oh no' she turned around quickly trying to scan the pavement for the piece of paper.
"Hey watch it!"
"You're blocking the road!"
Ami heard the shouts as she hunched over to scour the ground but it was to no avail, the piece of paper was gone.
'Just great' she sighed once more and walked on trying to recall what had been on that sheet.
"I knew I should have made another copy," she mumbled as she scanned the street signs above her to see if any names were familiar.
'Nope not one of these names looks familiar. Shit' she frowned and crossed the road biting her lip while remembering the advice her aunt gave her before she left.
'The city is different from the country child, so when you get there follow these instructions and stop to talk to no one for they will not be interested in talking to you.'
Grimacing Ami continued walking determined to find at least a police officer who could help. Awed by the size of the skyscrapers around her she looked up, craning her neck to see if she could see the top of the tallest one.
Suddenly she felt a tug and her suitcase was yanked through her fingers, she spun and saw two guys running in the direction she had come.
"Hey!" She shouted starting to run after them "Somebody stop them! They stole my suitcase!"
Her voice got swallowed up in the noise of the passing traffic and even though it was obvious what had just taken place with her running after the two men screaming, persons just continued walking along as if it was an every day occurrence and could not be bothered to help.
As quickly as they appeared she saw them round a corner and turning it herself "They're gone" she gasped trying to catch her breath.
"Now I definitely have to find the police," she murmured and turned around realising now she was off of the main streets and into the back alleys.
"Hey are you lost or somethin'?," she heard a female drawl from next to her.
Looking at her, Ami saw a woman in her middle ages, with red curly hair that looked drab on her pale but heavily made up face. A cigarette dangling from her lips she leaned back against the building of the corner Ami had just rounded.
"Actually I'm looking for the police station," Ami said softly.
Wearing a tight short leather skirt with matching top Ami knew this was most probably a prostitute and made her way to go past her.
The woman grabbed her arm "Where do u think you are going?" she snarled.
"Let go of me" Ami tried to wrench her arm from the woman and watched as she licked her lips.
"Feisty huh? Joe will like you," and started to pull Ami away deeper into the alleys.
Screaming for help at the top of her lungs Ami suddenly felt a heavy object connect with the back of her head and all went dark.
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Kunzite scanned his surroundings once more and started to make his way quickly across the lands.
Having left specific instructions with his second-in-command, he had no worries about leaving his clan since they all understood his mission and as he had spoken to them he tried not to see the empathy in their eyes as he told them he was going into the city.
'They all want what's best for me,' he thought to himself as he had seen that some of the others had not wanted him to go searching again for fear he would be disappointed.
As he crossed the river however, an urge like none before hit him and pausing he sniffed the air coming from the city.
Different smells filled his senses but wait, there it was, faint yet so familiar.
His eyes burned a flash of red as his beast drove him forward causing miles to be passed beneath in a matter of seconds.
Reaching the outskirts of town he sniffed again, his beast raging for control and his impatience making him angry.
"Could it be?" he asked himself but when the scent that had been fostered into his brain hit him once more he knew, "She's here, she's come back to me."
Pushing through the crowds in the city, he barely registered the fact that women were gaping at him.
Standing at 6'4, with his long silver hair pulled back in a ponytail and dressed in all black, he made quite an attraction but impatience was stamped on his face as well as arrogance and the women knew better than to approach him now.
Kunzite rounded a corner quickly and just then a gust of air blew and reaching out he snatched a piece of paper that had been about to blow by him.
Looking at it he could see the directions written in obviously an older person's handwriting but it was not what he could see that was of great importance to him. No, it was the smell coming from the paper.
Sniffing it delicately her smell became even more deeply imbedded in his mind.
Reaching out his mind to hers, he frowned when he came back with nothing. "Where are you?"