Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ I Want You ❯ Chapter 3

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Story # 28 from Sailor DKC here! Wow! I started typing this story
right after the “blackout of 2003”! I was on a train when WHOOSH!-
all the power was gone that fateful Thursday afternoon on August 14,
2003. Luckily, the train was in a station so I was able to get out
safely. I hope everyone going through this situation came out OK.

This story is the conclusion to the first two, “She Wants Me” and “He
Wants Me?” The picture which was the inspiration is from Blue Bubble
Fairy whose works are from Generals Love. The couple in this story
are Amy and Zoicite. When you see this *, I am describing the picture
in the story.

Rated PG for a bit strong language and a bit violence. Naoko
Takeuchi owns Sailor Moon. I don’t. Have fun reading!

Dedicated to Blue Bubble Fairy. This picture is soooo cute!

Peace!


I WANT YOU
By Sailor DKC


Amy was having a dream…

She was dancing and swaying her arms gracefully. Zoicite stood there,
watching her and smiling. Every time, she got closer to him, he tried
to reach out and grab her, but she always eluded his grasp. Then she
felt dizzy and started to faint. Startled, Zoicite, stepped forward
to catch her.

* Gasping, Zoicite closed his eyes as he embraced Amy who swooned
with her eyes shut. *

They were both falling until they fell onto a bed. Amy looked up at
the general whose red blond hair became loose. A wind from nowhere
blew it to one side. He looked so gorgeous as his hair flew around
framing his head and shoulders. Amy lifted her arms to place on his
shoulders and lift herself to him. “I want you,” she murmured,
arching her back. Flicking his eyes down at her heaving bosom,
Zoicite let out a panting gasp and bent his head. “I want you,” he
whispered as he was about to kiss her…

She woke up, blinking her eyes rapidly. “Ohhhh!” she moaned, sitting
up. “Where am I?” The she noticed she was on a bed in the guest room
of Prince Darien’s castle. “How did I end up here?” Getting off the
bed, she went to the bathroom. As she saw her reflection in the
mirror, she gasped. Her face was flushed, her lips were swollen, and
there appeared to be pink bite marks around her throat and just above
her chest. “What happened to me?” she wondered as she touched her
lips. Feeling the heat on her lips triggered her memory. Drinking a
strong punch, dancing with Zoicite, his dipping her as she laughed,
kissing him, falling on a bed with him, and his looming over her with
his loosened hair. “Oh, my word!” she cried out. “Did we…?”

Tying his hair back as he headed toward the ballroom, Zoicite
breathed heavily as he thought about what almost happened between him
and the Mercurian princess. ‘What was I thinking?’ he thought with
shame. ‘I nearly had my way with her! Thank the Earth’s hills she
said that she was dreaming. I’m not about to force myself on a woman,
not now, not ever!’ As he entered the ballroom, he was surrounded by
the ladies attending the ball.
“Ooooh, there he is!”
“Zoicite!”
“My, how handsome you are tonight!”
“Where have you been?”
“Will you dance with me?”
“Then me?”
“Please, me next!”
Wanting to block the intoxicating image of Amy half undressed and
lying on the bed beneath him, Zoicite grabbed the first girl and led
her to the dance floor. The other women groaned in disappointment,
hoping in the next dance, he’ll pick one of them.

Coming out of the guest room, Amy patted her straightened hair and
adjusted her dress to semi-successfully conceal her pink bite marks.
She ran her finger around her face which she just splashed cold water
on to relieve the heated flush. As she started back to the ballroom,
she shivered in wonder and recalled Zoicite kissing and caressing her
so intimately. The way his mouth nibbled on her bosom and his hands
touching her under her dress. ‘I was so sure it was another one of my
dreams, but these bite marks are real,’ she thought, blushing. ‘But
where did he go? Did he leave right after-? No! He wouldn’t! But if
he did, why did he?’ As she entered the ballroom, Amy looked around
than froze as she saw Zoicite dancing with another girl! “How dare
he!” she said, seething. “How could he take advantage of me and act
like it’s nothing!” Marching through the dancing crowd, she headed
straight to the red blond general whose back was facing her.

Zoicite felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around. “Yes? What is-“
he started, but didn’t finish for he met a fist to his face. WHAM!
Down he went, lying flat on the floor. Everyone stopped dancing and
gasped as they took in the scene of Amy shaking her hand in pain, and
staring angrily down at the fallen man. Sitting up, he held his hand
to his nose which started to bleed. In shock, his dancing partner was
covering her mouth with both hands.
“You slime!” Amy yelled. “How can you dance with another girl after
what we just did! You’re nothing but a shameless gigolo!” With that,
she stomped out of the ballroom.
Picking himself up, Zoicite laughed uncomfortably as he took out a
handkerchief to hold over his bleeding nose. “Please, please!” he
muffled under the cloth to the murmuring crowd. “I’m all right.
There’s obviously a misunderstanding. Believe me!” And with that, he
ran out of the ballroom after Amy.

Arriving at the transport room, he was just in time to see the
princess of Mercury disappearing from her transport pad. “Damn!” he
muttered as he prepared his transport to go after her, wiping his
nosebleed clean. The prince and the other generals came running in.
“What happened?” asked Darien.
“There seem to be a misunderstanding between Amy of Mercury and
myself,” Zoicite explained, still working. “I’ll handle it.”
“Why was she upset?” inquired Malachite.
“Forgive me, my friend, but I can’t tell you.” The transport was
ready, and Zoicite stepped onto the pad. “It’s of no concern to all
of you.”
“Zoicite, whatever happened just now, you know you have to face the
consequences,” Nephlite warned. Nodding at him, Zoicite started to
disappear.
“Good luck and hope everything turns out well!” Jedite encouraged.
As they watch him fade away, the Moon princess and her sailor
princesses came running in. “What happened?” Serena asked.
Gesturing them to come over, the prince and the generals proceeded to
explain what went on just recently.

Amy reappeared in the transportation room of the Moon Castle.
Stepping off the pad, she took a few steps, then burst into tears,
burying her face in her hands. “I can’t believe I became one of his
conquests! Why? Why? Why didn’t he leave me alone in the beginning?
And why did he leave me after what happened? I feel so cheap and
used!”
Entering the hallway from the transport room, Amy began to head over
to her room. Then she heard a noise from the transport room and
assumed it was one of her friends. Turning to go back, she thought,
‘I really need to talk to someone now.’ Suddenly, she halted as
Zoicite came into the hallway and looked one way, his back to her.
When he turned in her direction, he called out gently, “Amy!”
Raising a hand out, he stepped towards her.
‘Anyone but him!’ she thought, gasping, and she turned and dashed
down the hallway.
“Wait! Wait, Amy!” Zoicite ran after her.

Running through the hallways and turning corners, he chased her until
she reached her room. Hurriedly, she tried to open the door, but he
caught her. As she opened the door, he grasped her waist from behind.
Struggling, they both fell against her door, banging it open. Then he
clasped his arms around her to hold her against him as she tried to
pry his hands off. Vainly, she tried kicking his shins with her
heels, but he managed to avoid it. “Let go of me!” Amy shouted. “I
don’t want you touching me!”
“I will if you calm down and listen to me!” Zoicite shouted back.
“There’s been a misunderstanding!”
“I don’t believe you!” With the back of her head, she butted him in
his face, hitting his sore nose. Yelping, he let go of one arm to
cover his nose. She managed to twist around and began punching him in
the chest. Gripping her waist with one arm, he finally managed to
hold both her hands with the other arm.

“All right, stop! Stop, now!” he demanded, gritting his teeth from
the pain on his nose. She finally did stop struggling, and they
stared angrily at each other, panting hard. “Now, tell me, why did
you hit me?”
“You jerk! First, you made me drink that punch to loosen me up, you
take me to a room and had your way with me, then you leave me so you
can start pursuing another girl so she can be next in your long line
of conquests! That’s why I hit you, Zoicite, and I’m not sorry!” Amy
finished, breathing hard.
Zoicite stared at her in incredulous awe, then he started to chuckle.
She looked at him in amazement as he burst into laughter. “And what
is so funny?” she asked, furiously.
“The way you talked. It’s so abrupt,” Zoicite laughed, trying to
catch his breath.
“How can you laugh when you took advantage of me!” Amy tried to free
herself so she could hit him again. He held her tighter and made her
look at him. She saw that he was no longer laughing and was looking
very serious.

“Now, listen to me, Amy,” he began. “It’s true. I tried to loosen you
up with a little help from that strong punch I gave you. However, I
didn’t plan our attraction to each other to overrule our passionate
emotions.” Releasing her, he walked in her room over to her window
and stared outside into the starry night. “You were so enticingly
sweet and innocent that I thought of nothing else but to ravage you
right there. That’s why I had us transported to a guest room for
privacy.” Sighing deeply, he turned and leaned on the window sill,
crossing his arms and bending his head. “I wanted you so bad, and I
knew you felt the same way, and we would have continued, but-“
Amy had been blushing since he admitted he wanted to ravage her, then
blinked when he paused. “But what?” she asked.
“You told me in your, shall I say, ‘loose’ state, that this was all a
dream, and, in reality, you’d never let me touch you.” Closing his
eyes, he turned his head away in guilt. “I didn’t want to take you,
not that way. I couldn’t do it. No matter how much I want you, I just
couldn’t do it.”

There was a long moment of silence. Amy then walked over to her bed,
sat on it, and looked at the floor. “So nothing happened.”
“No.”
She looked up at him. “I believe you, Zoicite. But there’s something
I want to ask.”
“What?” He turned his head to look back at her.
“Why me? Why do you want me? I know that I never gave you any
indication that I wanted you to pursue me and win me over like your
devoted fans.”
Zoicite walked over and sat on the bed next to her. Letting out a
deep breath, he said, “I guess it’s the way you are different from
the other girls I have dated. You weren’t pushy, rude, or desperate.
As a matter of fact what drew me to you was your innocent beauty,
your bubbly shyness, and the way you get mad is very sexy.” A vision
of her half naked lying under him flew by in his mind, and he groaned
quietly. “All I know is that I have to be with you, Amy. I want to
get to know you.”

In her smallest voice, Amy squeaked, “I feel that way about you,
too.”
“Huh?” Zoicite gulped, staring at her in shock.
Turning red, Amy stared at the floor. “Ever since I met you,” she
confessed. “you were always on my mind, especially in my dreams. The
way you smile, how your hair is loosened and flowing about, and the
way you talk. Until tonight, I always wondered how it would feel like
with your arms around me.” She gave him a sideways glance. “Now I do.
I can’t think of a word for it, but I liked it. I like how you held
me in your arms, looking into your eyes, and kissing me-“ She didn’t
finish because he took her in his arms again and kissed her. It felt
so heavenly good. The way his mouth pressed against hers firmly yet
gently. As she held onto him, he caressed her hair with one hand as
he hugged her gently with his other arm.

As he tried to deepen the kiss, she pushed him off. “No, wait,
Zoicite, please!” she protested.
“What is it?”
“I want this. I do. But it’s not enough. I want us to know each
other better. Please?”
When he didn’t answer her, she bit her lip and looked away. “I
understand if you don’t want to see me again.”
“Let’s do it,” he stated, abruptly.
“What?”
“To know each other better. I mean, it’s like what you told me at the
ball earlier that you’re not used to being pursued. I’m new at this
as well,” Zoicite explained. “I want to know you. I really do.”
Smiling, Amy leaned forward to kiss him on the cheek. “Okay.” Gazing
at each other deeply, they were about to kiss again when they heard
noises outside Amy’s open door. It was the sailor princesses and the
Moon princess!

Quickly, Amy motioned Zoicite to hide behind the door. As he did, she
stepped out just as her friends came upon her room. “Amy, what
happened between you and Zoicite in the ballroom?” Mina asked.
“I can’t believe you punched him in the nose!” Raye exclaimed.
“Was he just here? Did he leave already?” Lita asked.
“Now, do tell us, Amy! Please!” begged Serena. As the girls passed
by Amy to settle for some conversation, she let Zoicite quietly slip
from behind the door and out of her room. As she closed the door to a
hand’s width crack, he reached out to take her hand.
“I’ll get in touch with you soon, my little bubble,” he whispered as
he kissed it, bumping his sore nose. “Ow!”
“Oh, I’m sorry!” she whispered back, leaning forward and kissing his
nose.
Giving her his best charming voice, he murmured softly, “My lips are
badly aching for a kiss.”
“Don’t you think we’ve kissed enough for tonight?” Amy teased. After
giving him a quick kiss, she shut the door.

Backing away casually, Zoicite was surprised at her abruptness in
ending the moment. Then he smiled. Maybe that’s what he loved about
her. “She wants me,” he declared, smiling more smugly as he proceeded
to return to the transportation room.
Leaning against the door, Amy suppressed a giggle as she thought
about his attempt to charm her again. Maybe that’s what she loved
about him. “He wants me,” she confirmed, quietly, as she joined her
friends to do some girl talk.


THE END



8/03
HEY! WHERE WERE YOU DURING THE BLACKOUT?