First time I've posted anything to this list. *nervous laughter*
Hope I got everything right.

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Name: Zoisite & Zoicyte

Chapter: 1/? I hope I can keep this under 10 chapters.

Author: Dancing Moon, with help from Hotohori no Miko

Disclaimer: Bishoujo Senshi Sailormoon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi
and Toei Animation. Pretty Soldier Sailor Moon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi
and *shivers* DiC (they are the devil, I'm telling you! The devil!)
Don't sue me, please. I'm only borrowing.
If someone wants to use my story, please ask first.

This is a first draft, and I'd love comments on what to change to make the
story flow better ^_^ And since english is not my first language, I'd be
happy if you point out grammatical errors and stuff.

Note: One word - Parallel universes (HnM: Isn't that two words? DM: You
be quiet! *Bonk* HnM: Itai, no da! DM: how many times must I repeat it?
You are *not* Chichiri!)
Anyway, in DiC-verse Zoicyte is a woman and Kunzite's name is
Malachite.
In reality, Zoisite is a man and is called: Zoisite.

Warnings: Um... a bit shounen ai I guess (Kunzite/Zoisite) Nothing else yet.

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Malachite scanned the room after something that looked remotely
valuable.
~ What a mess! How does Jedyte find anything in here? ~

From the other end of the dark room, a female voice called. "Found

anything, Lord Malachite?"

Malachite shook his head. They'd decided to see if the young general
had some useful stuff while he was on a mission to the Earth realm, but
it seemed to be a total waste of time.
"Not a thing, dear. Maybe we can just go home? This is meaningless!"

Zoicyte emerged from a closet. "I have to agree. You know what I just
found?"

"No. Is it something worth to steal? That *was* the reason you wanted
to come here for, and I can think of better things to do then go
through Jedyte's junk!" Malachite said with disgust, as he carefully
used the bag they had brought with them to move an unwashed plate from
a pile of books. Judging by the thickness of the green mold on it, it
had been lying around for a couple of months.

"No way we're taking *that*! Can you believe the pervert has an entire
heap of Playboy in there?"

Malachite blinked. Jedyte... and Playboy? "Strange. I'd thought that
such items belonged more in Neflyte's quarters."

"Guess they're both perverts." the youngest, and only female, general in
the Negaverse said in an offended tone. "Hey, what's this?" she
asked and twisted a handle, poorly disguised as a candleholder.

The hidden door swung open, revealing a room filled with something that
looked like a bunch of swirling black holes.

"Cool! We found his gates!"

"Finally something useful." Malachite muttered. "Now, let's see..."

They examined the dozen or so interdimensional gates. Most of them were
apperently used as extra storing places, and only connected to small
pocket dimensions.

"*More* Playboy? Yuck!" Zoicyte muttered as she stepped out from the
second largest gate.

"Which one contained those?" Malachite asked, and tried to sound
disinterested.

Zoicyte glared at her lover. "Why do you want to know that?"

"No reason, just so we don't search the same gate twice."

"Hmpf. That one, over there."

"Are you sure? I thought you went into the small one to the left."

"I know what I'm doing! And don't you dare to go in there!"

Malachite sighed. ~ Damn. I guess I'll have to come back later ~
"This one seems to be going to the Moon." he said, hoping to take his
beloved's mind away from the offending magazines.

"And these lead to the Earth!"

Suddenly, loud screams were heard over the entire sub-dimension known
as the Negaverse.
"YOU FAILED *AGAIN*!!!? HOW CAN YOU KEEP ON LOSING TO THOSE PATHETICAL
SAILOR SCOUTS!!!?"

"I'd say Jedyte is back." Zoicyte said cheerfully.

"Yes, and it looks like he didn't have much success this time either.
But maybe we should leave? He won't be happy to find us here."

Zoicyte shrugged. "What can he do? Jedyte isn't much stronger than I.
And he's definitely no match for my big, strong, handsome, gorgeous,
perfect Lord Malachite!"

Malachite smiled at Zoicyte's affectionate tone. "Yes, but he has great
influence against the demons." His voice became a bit harder. "That
might have something to do with the fact that he does *not* use them
for target practicing."

"They are only demons!" Zoicyte protested. "Besides, they don't like
Neflyte either!"

"No-one likes Neflyte." Malachite pointed out, looking through the last
dimensional gates.

"Now that I can understand!" Zoicyte grumbled. "I hate that bastard!
He's so, so... annoying, and stupid and lazy and everything! I hate
him!"

"I know, dear. I'm done over here. Are you finished soon?"

Zoicyte nodded absently, curiously looking at the last gate. Why was it
sealed off with a red rope? And why had Jedyte put a 'DO NOT TOUCH'
note on the wall next to it?

"Are you coming?" Malachite called from the other room, quickly
stuffing a bunch of Playboy magazines in his bag. You never knew when
you'd have a chance to get his hand on interesting material like this
the next time, especially not with Zoicyte watching over him every
breathing moment.

"Coming soon." Zoicyte answered, enthralled by the random patterns of
light appearing inside the void. "Strange. I've never seen a gate that
has so many colors..." she whispered.
Slowly, hesitantly, the young general reached out to feel if the gate
had a texture. ~ I shouldn't be doing this, really I shouldn't. Lord
Malachite always says that I never think before I act, and there must
be a reason why Jedyte is so careful with this thing... But I just want
to feel it, only a little... ~

"Are you coming soon Zoicyte?" Malachite called again. "Zoicyte? Is
something wrong?"

"Nuh. Hang on a sec..." Zoicyte quickly moved her hand the last inches,
finally touching the swirling surface.

<KA-ZAPP>

"Ouch!" Zoicyte shouted and fell on her butt. Nursing her burned
fingers, she gave the gate an evil glare. "Stupid Jedyte, why is he
keeping such dangerous stuff around! Innocent people can get hurt!"

She rose quickly, but almost fell down again, overwhelmed by a strong
dizziness. Strange images, and voices *almost* familiar but not quite,
came to her. ~ Dark... Kingdom? Jadeite? What is this stuff? ~ she
wondered and tried to calm her shaking legs.

Malachite came in, a frown on his face. "Jedyte is coming any second!
What's taking so long?"

"Nothing, nothing Lord Malachite. I just examined the last gate. But I
don't think it will be of any use to us. Come on, let's go!"

Malachite nodded and they went out of Jedyte's rooms before teleporting away.
If Malachite had been thinking of more than the items inside his bag,
and if Zoicyte hadn't still been so shaken, they might have noticed a
peculiar thing about Zoicyte's reflection in the dirty mirror hanging
on a wall.
It wasn't there.

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Kunzite gently held his bruised lower, stroking that soft hair fondly.
"I'm sorry, sakura. I'm so sorry for everything."

Zoisite smiled, despise the pain. "I don't mind Kunzite-sama. Being
with you... dying close to you, makes me happy."
He closed his eyes. The Sailor Senshi, the damned Tuxedo Kamen who had
proven to be Endymion, it didn't matter anymore. Nothing mattered
anymore, except the white-haired man holding him.
"Can you please grant me a wish?" he asked weakly.

"Of course. Anything." Kunzite answered, trying to hold back the
emotions that welled up in him.
He was the Ice King, he never showed any emotion, he didn't *have*
emotions anymore. So why did it feel like someone was ripping his heart
apart?

"I want to die pretty." Zoisite said.
It wasn't true, no, he wanted so much more, he wanted to be alive, he
wanted to be free, he wanted to run and laugh and... And he wanted to
hold onto Kunzite and never let go, but he couldn't. This was the final
goodbye, and the only thing he could do was to make sure that
Kunzite-sama's last memory of him wasn't the image of a dirty,
blood-drenched young man.
A man who had reached for heaven and fallen... hard.

Kunzite didn't answer, but easily created an illusion of flowers and
sunshine around them.
Zoisite almost laughed. Sakura blossoms... how fitting.
He felt the fresh air and the warm sunlight, and it filled him with
joy. But even so, it became harder and harder to breath. He looked up
at Kunzite-sama, Kunzite and his hard, steel gray eyes. Everyone said
they were the coldest things in the Dark Kingdom, that even Metallia
herself had more warmth than those eyes... Zoisite had never understood
that. For him, for him only, they shone brighter and warmer than the
Ginozinshou itself.
"I just wanted you to know... that I have always loved you."

Kunzite froze. ~ Did he just say..? ~ He looked down at the beautiful
man in his arms, his entire body trembling.
"No... No! Do you hear me Zoisite, I will not allow it!"

Zoisite groggily looked at his lover. Everything seemed so foggy, but
what was it that Kunzite-sama said? It seemed important, somehow.
"But... I do. Love you."

Kunzite hesitated for a moment, trying to choose. He could not afford
to make the wrong decision now. It looked simply... Zoisite or his
loyalty. But if he took the wrong one, they'd both be suffering for
eternity.
Yet another precious second was wasted in hesitation, but then he shook
his head. There was no turning back now.
"I know. I... I love you to. And I will not let it end like this!"

"Eh?" Zoisite could feel his life slipping away so fast, only seconds
left, he needed more time!

Kunzite started to work his magic. "Don't worry, sakura, just rest and
everything will be fine."
One spell to heal the broken body, another to place Zoisite in
suspended animation, buying him enough time. And then, quickly, before
Beryl came... a spell to place him in a sub-space pocket.

Zoisite started to struggle weakly, feeling the different magics work
on him. "Kunzite-sama, what are you..?"

"Shh. Trust me, sakura." Kunzite said, smiling slightly. He would keep
his beautiful Zoisite with him, and together they would live, somehow.

"Trust you? Yes." Zoisite said. He would always trust Kunzite-sama, no
matter what.

"KUNZITE! What are you doing? Go and get me the Ginzoisho,
immediately!" someone shouted impatiently from the shadows.

"Hai, Beryl-sama!" Kunzite said, starting to sweat. Damn, he still
needed more time to finish all spells, but if Beryl saw them...

"KUNZITE! NOW!"

Hurriedly Kunzite completed his magic and sent Zoisite away.
Zoisite would come out from the small pocket-dimension tomorrow, and
appear in their bedroom. By then he should be healed.
Kunzite rose and left to fight Sailormoon, or rather princess Serenity.
Suddenly he remembered something important.
~ Did I put up a separator-spell? If the different magics work together
he could... No, I fixed that! I must have... ~

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Malachite yawned and stretched lazily.
He looked at his lover, sleeping peacefully next to him, and smiled.
Zoicyte looked so innocent when she slept...
but the moment she awoke that particular illusion was swept away
immediately. Malachite had yet to find a woman with a worse morning
temper than Zoicyte. Not that he minded very much, since her favorite
prey was Neflyte. And anything that annoyed the auburn-haired man...
well, it was worth the slight inconveniences.

The blond moved a bit, snuggling closer. "Ah, Kunzite-sama. Aishiteru."

Malachite froze, for a moment sure he'd heard wrong. Zoicyte wouldn't
even look at another man, no, that was simply impossible.
He grabbed hold of Zoicyte's arm, prepared to give her a three entire
seconds to explain herself before he fried her.

"Is there a problem Kunzite-sama? Want me to give you a backrub?"

"Who the *hell* is Kunzite?!" Malachite roared, completely loosing his
cool. He'd kill whoever dared to come close to *his* Zoicyte, but first
he was going to teach the bitch a lesson or two...
"How dare you be unfaithful! After all I've done for you!"

"Ano?" the petite person sat up, lower lip trembling. "How can you
accuse me like that?! You know I would never be unfaithful! You are the
only one for me!"

Malachite opened his mouth to give an angry response, but in that
instance Zoisite stood up fully, pushing the covers away.

"Y- you're a, you're a..." he gasped.

"Hai Kunzite-sama?"

"MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!"

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Kunzite awoke to a horrible headache. He'd hardly slept anything the
entire night; his mind focused entirely on Zoisite. He'd been in such a
hurry, if he'd messed up with any of the spells... Great Metallia, he
might have killed Zoisite!

He looked at the clock on the wall. It was the only (more or less)
accurate clock in the entire Dark Kingdom and had been imported from
the Earth realm. Unfortunately it wasn't build to handle such harsh
environments, and the batteries had the annoying habit to stop
functioning at the most inconvenient times.

"Kuso! Now how am I supposed to know when he will return?" Kunzite
muttered and angrily dressed. "Could be anything from hours to seconds
left."
Picking out some medical equipment from a drawer, he considered his
options.

In the ever-present darkness, there was no way to measure time
naturally. The usual ways was to 1) ignore the problem, which worked
amazingly well, since Beryl demanded all chores to be done *now* or
even better, yesterday, or 2) use an hourglass. But since they were
manufactured by youma they looked like something from Salvador Dali's
imagination.
Accidentally, Kunzite was still searching for an hourglass where it
would actually take the sand one hour instead of twenty-seven minutes
or fifteen days to pass from one end to the other.

To make things worse, the high level of magic twisted the kingdom,
making the entire place appear out of sync with Earth.
A day here could be a week there but it could also be merely a few
seconds.

Before, he could've gone and looked who was awake at the moment, but
since all the higher ranking officers were more or less dead...
Due to the somewhat temperamental (not to mention homicidal)
personality of your average Dark Kingdom inhabitant everybody went to
great lengths to avoid everyone else as much as possible.
Therefore, the amount of youma active was fairly consistent all the
time and, after a century or two, even the Shitennou had adapted these
sleeping habits.
It actually worked, since mutual decisions could be taken care of during
'morning' and 'evening', and besides, anything that kept Nephrite and
Zoisite apart was a good thing.

Kunzite cursed again. He couldn't stay here all day; he had things to
take care of, and it was vital that no-one suspected anything before they were gone.
But still, if Zoisite came back while he was gone and ventured outside
the castle... and was found... They would both be killed, but slowly
this time. ~ Oh yes, very slowly ~ Kunzite thought glumly.

Tbc...

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Okay, what did you think? All C&C warmly welcomed!


/Dancing Moon

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