Hey everyone! Here it finnaly is! ::posts all sweaty:: this was one of the very first chapters I ever wrote. ^^;
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Part 8: From Where I Sit
From that point on they were not afraid to pass one another or enjoy some little conversation. Every time she entered the room, he could feel it in his spine. And though everyone else seemed to be having a very close relationship-ing, Venus and he did not enjoy walks together nor long conversations of relaxed speech. They simply bowed when they were in the same room and asked simple meaningless questions when others were not around. Beyond anything other than that, their relationship had not gone farther.
It wasn't that they were shy. In fact neither of them knew exactly why they weren't very close. Kunzite knew that he enjoyed her company. Wither they were speaking to one another or not, he liked to hear her chirping voice and see her robust smiles. Kunzite often wanted to talk to her but simply couldn't find the words to say. He wanted to be charming and kind like Jedite. He tried to think of jokes like Zoicite but nothing would come. So mostly he said nothing. Once or twice he gave a weak smile to her.
Once he was actually laughing heartily with his friends when he thought they were alone when he noted the princess watching him from a corner. He was feeling exceptionally well and didn't shy away this time. He smiled broadly as if this would impress her. He desperately did not want her to think he was always so solemn. "It would give Venus the wrong impression of the Earth." He once stated to Jedite.
Jedite nodded in agreement.
She indeed knew that she was more than indifferent to him, but because he made no special advance to her, she did not try to tease him as she normally would. Sometimes she wanted to poke him in the ribs when they were close and crack a joke under her breath. But every time a wild impulse came upon her, she held herself back, almost terrified of what he would think of her. The Princess of Venus whispering rude comment. The Princess of Mercury never does such things.
Venus felt a deep desire to impress him for the sake of good relations between Venus and Earth. "For the people's sake of course" She told Serenity one evening.
Serenity didn't say anything.
Kunzite also became aware of a white cat following her around everywhere she went. He was unusually devoted and didn't care much for Kunzite. They treated one another like men passing in a hallway.
Now that he felt he could freely roam the castle, he spent much of his time with Nephrite and with the short princess of Mercury. Although their ages were so similar, her height and her mind put them at a distance. He was taller than she and so he mostly treated her as a sister. They often spent time together reading in solitude if Zoicite was not with her. Often she'd ask him a question or simply talk of what fancied her mind. She talked about her friends, her planet, her country, and the nature of her people. Kunzite learned much from her and though he enjoyed her serene attitude, he often found himself missing the abundant presence of a certain young lady.
Once in a state of this mind, he was walking around outside the castle. Once again the sun shone brightly in the sky making his surroundings glow a light yellow shine. It all looked lovely according to a normal man's eye but he was very distracted as fine blond hairs kept wafting into his minds eye.
He tried to sweep them away with a wave of his hand. He tried to think of something serious or unpleasant. This worked for time but every time he saw the young woman it became more and more difficult to focus.
Most days, she would pass in the hallway laughing and entertaining a group of her friends. Some days she would act a little un-lady like at dinner, smile a little too broadly, or let a thrilling scream of laughter clutter throughout the bright halls of the palace. Some times he would grimace at the interruption of thought. But mostly he tried to hide a smirk or the raise of an eyebrow when she passed. She was the most natural creature he'd ever beheld.
Although she was so bound to her duty as a princess and leader of those millions mentioned so many times, she still remanded unalterably herself. However, Kunzite guessed, or more saw, that there was still something more he did not know about her. And though he liked her and admired her well enough, he knew he could not truly understand her until those last few bits of the puzzle were filled in.
In fact the first moment he realized there was more to her, was in the garden when they first held their serious conversation. He had seen in her wisdom of too many years. It was as if an aged woman with millennia of experience had taken over her body.
They cried out to him.
She wise and so he was not disgruntled with how the planet of Venus would fair under this bubbly exterior. He just knew every time he saw her that there was still something more. But what exactly that was, he could not guess.
So when his friends called out her name and spoke of how she was constantly happy, it made Kunzite uncomfortable. There were things he still wanted to know but he could not ask her.
How could he?
Their time at the palace was growing short. Days passed a little bit faster and Kunzite's mind was very difficult to tame.
As it was said, he was wandering about on a bright summer's day when his mind was occupied with said thoughts. He could not help but hope to smell the faint wisp of violets after rain. It was then, that he stared up into the sky against the castle when the one who haunted him appeared.
Her little figure leaned out of a window three stories up. Her eyes were glazed over with a definite look of worry. Even though she appeared to be staring at something particular, Kunzite knew her mind was obviously elsewhere. He had worn that face before when he thought he was alone.
Behind him there was a soft patter of feet.
It had been a quiet day for the most part. She had just returned from a charming lunch with General Zoicite, Princess Mercury, Prince Endymion and General Nephrite. Now she was wandering aimlessly as well as letting her thoughts run free. She thought of Ami's obvious like for the general Zoicite and it made her come to think of her own love, which was non-existent. She shrugged and thought of whom she would ever devote herself to.
She laughed at he thought of anyone taking the place of her beloved Serenity. But that was the deepest kind of love. Who would she ever love as a man?
Kunzite.
It was the first though she had. No, no. Don't be silly. He likes Ami better than me anyway. She's the elegant and sophisticated one. Not like me. Her body gave a light heave of sorrow. He's a military man filled with responsibilities. He's always working for the good of his people…like me I guess. This thought made her stop dead.
A leader.
Her mind entertained thoughts she couldn't understand nor put into words. She just felt a balloon fill her chest and her breath go short. From the window she found herself at, she leaned against the sill out into the moon ground once more.
She felt a pang of regret that she did not have someone by her, whispering in her ear or holding her in strong arms. She felt cold and she rubbed her arms subconsciously.
A screeching noise interrupted her thoughts. Shifting her attention downward she caught just the last glimpse of her white cat springing out of view to attack something that had thrown him backward. Without a second thought Minako collapsed out the room to the aid of her faithful partner.
Like a blur of gold she smashed into a tall white figure his arm raised to strike the cat above him. Without a word the elegant princess became fierce and almost wild. She smashed in his chin with her palm. After he landed she took him and threw him against the palace wall. The paint chipped and the wall cracked and caved a bit in recompense for the harsh blow.
There she stood with her feet spread apart, her hands in a defensive position ready for another attack. She threw her hair over her shoulder never moving her tiger-eyes from him.
"Who are- oh my gosh! I'm so sorry please get up oh oh oh oh!" she hopped from foot to foot in giddy worry. "General Kunzite please get up! Oh geez I'm so sorry!" At the first sign of movement she whipped around to face her white cat. "Artimis what in the world is this all about?" Turning back to the wounded man steadily trying to stand, "I'm sorry oh please forgive me! Oh geez la weez!" Kunzite tried very hard not to laugh at the usually very elegant princess's sudden childish worry.
Her slight arm was slipped over his heavy body. He was actually very surprised about how soft she felt thinking about how she had just pounded his chest in like a bull. He had to remember that she was blessed with her planets divine strength.
He reveled in her slight touch. This was the first time his skin had ever touched a Venison creature. He had to wake up because he realized he hadn't said anything in a long time and Venus was now verbally lashing the cat.
"Princess Venus!" her attention was drawn to him within a second and the bickering stopped. "I stepped on his tail and he flung himself at me." He eyed the blushing cat. "I threw him off and he came back to attack me. Then you came in and…" He stopped and glared at the shivering fur ball of fury. He was hoping with all hope that Artimis didn't tell what he saw really doing.
"Is this true?" She let Kunzite go and he was sad about it for a moment. Her voice turned diplomatic again. But he re-gained his composure without her notice.
The cat nodded reluctantly but spat back with a "That's not it though! I saw him wandering around the castle and …then he swat at me! I could have been hurt! He could have really hurt me!" he stomped his little white paw.
"That's stupid you dumb little thing and you know it." she stomped her little foot in return. "Anyway Luna is looking for you."
"Princess!" He sniffed indignantly but went his way. Kunzite was glad. He got a moment to look at the princess's back as she watched Artimis dash off dejectedly but excited at the prospect of seeing this 'Luna'. The princess slight shoulders heaved and Kunzite turned his head to the ground his hand over his heart where he had been kneed. She turned with an expression clearly attempting to be gentle and what one might call sophisticated. He knew better.
"General Kunzite are you alright? Oh pardon me. Of course you're not. I didn't put much effort into you but I'm sure you might heal in a few weeks. I am terribly sorry for my harsh actions." Kunzite was strangely agitated by her fake voice and over-gentle temper. He could just guess she was busting with energy. But he couldn't figure out why she wasn't being natural. When she had attacked him-that was real. Not this fake over-fluff stuff she was spouting.
He couldn't stand her voice so gentle so he took action. He interrupted her by commenting quite plainly,
"You over estimate yourself. It wasn't that bad. You could actually use a little work." He sat up and moved away from her. "I could have beaten you if I had had the time but I'm not allowed to hurt a royal." He pulled his cape around him. She recoiled indignantly but remembered something and stood up strait as well.
"I'm glad to hear it General Kunzite." She picked up a fold in her dress distinctly pointing her pinky finger out very lady-like, and turned to move away. Kunzite felt a ping in his heart but it wasn't from the growing bruise. He jumped up and felt something come from his throat.
"Princess!" he reached out his hand as if to stop her. He felt a tremor rise in him as flashes of his reaching out like this before had happened. He remembered the first time he asked her to dance, or they had danced, at the trinket festival. She turned and smiled to hear her name. But after a moment of silence she shook her head and gained a serious but anticipating expression. He too stood strait and coughed.
"I needed to find the princess of Mercury. Do you know where she is at the moment?" He folded his arms defiantly. To his great surprise, she didn't flinch in jealousy as he thought she would. She simply stood her ground.
"In the library. Second floor and the third door on the right." She curtseyed slightly and turned, "if you please, sir." She put and emphasis on the word 'sir' as she turned and walked off and around a corner into the deep garden.
He felt hurt. Hurt. His surprise cut him and he pressed the growing wound in his chest.
'So perhaps she wasn't jealous. She's not as silly as I thought. Good... I'm glad… Yeah.'
"Silly creature" He huffed outloud.
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Everyone: I'm planning on writing eight stories. Two for each girl four for each time lifetime. Each one intertwines with the others. That's why you see snips of the other girls. You'll read about that POV soon…I hope! That's a lot of righting! I'll try and post a new story to Ami ASAP.
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