Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Help Me Remember ❯ Help Me Remember ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Story #34 from Sailor DKC! Hi, sorry I took so long in this one this
month, but I hope you like it. It’s the sequel to the story “Do You
Remember…”, starring Ami and Zoisite. This is my second trilogy about
them. There will be a conclusion! If you want to read my first
trilogy: “She Wants Me”, “He Wants Me”, and “I Want You”, you can
find them along with my other stories at:
A Sailor Moon Romance
Lalala Land
Untold Legends- Lost Stories of Sailor Moon
Media Miner.org

The picture which inspired me for this story comes from the artist
Caper Blossom. Her works are from Generals Love. I did a story, “The
Way We Danced”, on one of her previous works, starring Lita and
Nephlite. When you see this *, I‘m describing the picture in a scene.

So you won’t get confused: Zoisite, pronounced ZO-EH-SITE, only when
he is referred to as General Zoisite in times of battle.
Zoicite, pronounced ZOY-SITE, only when he is referred to as Lord
Zoicite in social events and parties.

It is rated a highly R because of a steamy love scene at the end. Be
warned! And also know this: be responsible when you are ready to have
intimacy!
Entertainment only. Have fun reading! Sailor Moon is owned by Naoko
Takeuchi, not me!

This is dedicated to Caper Blossom. That picture is lovely!

Please e-mail me at sailordkc@hotmail.com for comments.

PEACE!


HELP ME REMEMBER
By Sailor DKC


“Who are you?”
At first, Ami was not sure if she heard right. Opening her eyes, she
looked at Zoisite as he still caressed her lips with his pinky
finger. “Do I know you?” was his next question.
Still clasping his hand caressing her mouth, she lowered it and
blinked. He then sat up, still holding her hand. “Zoisite, you don’t
remember?” she whispered, going into shock.
Zoisite knew who he is and that he is a Guardian of the Earth. Yet he
had no recollection of the lovely blue-haired waif sitting before
him. ‘We must be intimate by the way she’s holding my hand.’ he
thought as he used his held hand to caress her chin with his
knuckles. As she fluttered her eyes closed at his touch, he felt a
hot heat developing in his stomach. Breathing hard, his clasped hand
moved down her neck to caress her collarbone Releasing him, Ami
placed her hand on his wrist as if to halt his touching her but did
not. It was only when his fingers brimmed over the fleshy part of her
bosom and giving it a light squeeze on one breast did Ami came back
to reality.

Gasping, she shot open her eyes and tried to push away, however
Zoisite felt the heat spread from his stomach to all parts of his
body. ‘I must kiss her,’ he thought, as he grabbed the front of her
gown and roughly hauled her up to him, standing on his knees on the
bed.
“Zoisite! Wait, I-“ Ami’s mouth did not speak further as he slammed
his mouth on hers. Lifting her off his feet, he was able to kiss her
at a better angle, holding her firmly with one arm around her waist.
Eyes closed, he caressed her hair and face as he kissed. “Sweet, so
sweet,” he said, repeatedly between kisses. Eyes also closed, Ami
relished his mouth plundering on hers, his tongue stroking hers, his
hand touching her face and hair. Neither are aware that Zoisite began
glowing red all over.
“Oh, Zoisite,” she moaned, as he held her tighter to him and she held
onto his shoulders.

The moment he kissed her, Zoisite has been hearing an eerie voice in
his head saying, “Find the Prince! Find the Prince!” As it kept
repeating the phrase, he tried to ignore it by pressing Ami more
tighter to him and concentrate on his seduction of her. ‘Who is
saying that? Why is it telling me to find the Prince?’ he thought. As
the voice kept repeating its command, he tried to block it out.
Without even thinking about it, his hand slid from caressing Ami’s
head down to her breast and started squeezing it roughly.
Opening her eyes in surprise, Ami thought she saw Zoisite glowing
red, but the glow disappeared immediately. Releasing her lips from
his, she started to struggle. “Zoisite, let go, please!” she gasped
as he attacked her neck and throat with his mouth.
“No!” he growled, desperately, as he pulled down her front with his
free hand to reveal a push-up bra. “I need to…I need to stop hear-…”
he muttered as he nibbled furiously on her upthrusted flesh.

“ZOISITE! STOP!” Ami grabbed his hair with his hands and pulled.
Shouting in pain, he released her as she dropped to the floor,
panting and clutching her gown to her. Falling back on the bed, he
clutched his chest, groaning. The Prince and the other Generals
rushed in, banging the door open.
“What happened?” Prince Endymion shouted.
Turning to fix her gown up, Ami said, shakily, “He woke up and
started behaving strangely.”
“By the stars!” Nephrite rushed to her side. “Are you all right?”
Nodding, she turned around, her gown fixed up. The other Generals
gathered around the bedside as their friend writhed and moaned, still
clutching his chest. “Something’s wrong with him,” Kunzite said,
leaning over to his friend. “Zoisite, it’s us, your friends. We’re
here.” Zoisite started to hyperventilate, eyes tight shut.
The Prince leaned over and touched the general’s forehead. “He’s
burning up! Jadeite, go get the doctor.”
Nodding, Jadeite turned to leave.

At that moment, Zoisite’s eyes opened wide, but they were bone white,
no pupils at all! Suddenly, he glowed red and snapped his head in the
direction of the Prince. The eerie voice was back in his head. “Find
the Prince! Bring him to me!”
No one expected Zoisite shooting up from his reclined position and
slamming his hands in a grasping hold on the Prince’s shoulders!
“Hey!” shouted Endymion.
“Zoisite!” screamed Ami.
“Your Majesty!” yelled Jadeite as he and the other Generals managed
to pry their possessed friend off their royal superior. They held him
down while Ami tended to the Prince.
Later, after the doctor came and sedated Zoisite, the men and Ami
stood by the foot of the bed, conversing. Zoisite slept, but he still
had the red glow. “So you’re saying it’s a spell?” Ami stated.
“It has to be. And I bet it’s cast by that woman Beryl,” Jadeite
said, angrily.
“The woman we encountered in the battlefield,” Nephrite observed. “It
seems she is trying to capture you, Your Majesty.”
“And she’s using Zoisite as her tool.” Kunzite fisted his hands in
fury. “It must be a desperate attempt since the Prince did not get
hit by that glowing red orb.”
“I can’t understand why she’s doing this,” Endymion crossed his arms,
shaking his head. “She’s one of our people. Why? It doesn’t make
sense.”
“When we capture her, sire, we’ll find out,” Jadeite declared.
“In the meantime, we’ll have to keep an eye on him.” Kunzite motioned

to the glowing sleeping form.
“And find a way to break the spell and hope he’ll return to normal,”
Nephrite said.

Ami walked over to her love’s side and smoothed his forehead with her
hand. Suddenly, the red glow disappeared, and Zoisite abruptly sat up
again, eyes closed. Everyone gasped and stepped back. Opening his
eyes which were back to normal, Zoisite let out a deep breath and
spoke, “What happened?” Looking around, he paused at his General
companions and chuckled, “Hey, guys! What’s with the staring? Do I
have a frog on my head?” Hearing Ami gasp, he faced her. “Whoa,” he
said, looking up and down, surveying her. “Lovely.”
“Zoisite, don’t you remember?” Ami said, starting to worry.
“Well, if you’re a part of what I don’t remember…,” he smirked,
propping himself on an elbow as he leaned against his pillow. “…then
why don’t you help me remember, huh?” And he gave her a seductive
smile and a kissing gesture. Blushing furiously, Ami stifled a
whimper and fled from the room. “What?” Zoisite sat up, looking at
his friends and shrugging. “What did I say?”
Groaning, the Prince and the Generals shook their heads. “It seems
like our old Zoisite is back,” muttered Endymion.

It was concluded that the spell cast on Zoisite had blocked his
memory of his relationship with Ami. He only remembered his duty as
Guardian of the Earth for Prince Endymion, and his friendship with
his fellow Generals, and his old lifestyle of chasing girls and girls
chasing him.
Ami sat on her bed in her room in the Moon Palace. Looking out her
window, she recalled her memories of Zoisite and their relationship.
Their first meeting, her dunking him in the pond, the frog on his
head, their first dance together, his attempts to seduce her, her
punching him in the nose, the conversation in her room, their
courting over the last few months, and their last moments together
before he went to war.
Sighing, she got up and walked over to her window and looked up into
the blue sky. She hadn’t seen him since the incident in the Royal
Recovery Room at the Prince’s castle. It has been a few days, and she
received word from the Generals that no counter spell has been found
so far to break the one cast over Zoisite. To protect Endymion, the
Prince has been staying in a guest room under the hospitality of
Queen Serenity.

A knock sounded on her door. “Come in,” she responded.
Princess Serenity entered, smiling. “Good day, Ami.”
“My Princess,” Ami responded, bowing slightly.
Walking over to her, the Princess took her friend’s hand. “How are
you feeling?”
“I’m fine.” Ami put on a straight face.
Serenity chuckled gently. “You can’t fool me, Ami. I know you’re
worried about him.”
Letting out a ragged sigh, Ami let go of her hand and paced around
her room. “I don’t know how long this will take. I miss him so.”
“Well, until there’s a way to break the spell, there’s nothing we can
do.” Serenity shrugged. “Tell me, Ami, is there anything else that
also occurred in that recovery room that might help? I don’t mean to
pry, but you look as if something did, and you’re ashamed to tell.”
She stopped in mid-pace, blushed, and turned her head slightly away.
“Something did happen,” she quietly said. And she told her Princess
what had happened between her and Zoisite before the Generals and the
Prince arrived. “I mean, even though I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, he
kissed me like he was desperate, like he was fighting something.”

“Hmmmm.” Serenity made a thoughtful pose. “Could it be that his
wanting to get closer to you means he is trying to regain his
memory?”
Gasping in shock, Ami whirled to face her royal superior. “Are you
saying I should…”
“Oh, no, no, no!” The Princess turned red as she quickly came over
and grasped her friend’s shoulders gently. “Don’t! I was not even
suggesting that!”
“Oh, please forgive me, Princess Serenity!” Ami blushed, also.
“It’s OK, Ami. Don’t worry. We’ll think of a way to help Zoisite.”
Squeezing her shoulders gently, the Princess kissed both her cheeks.
“There, there. Everything will be all right,” she consoled. “Now I’m
going to talk the Prince about what just happened between you two.
Don’t worry. I’ll only mention that Zoisite is trying to regain his
memory when he’s around you. OK?”
Ami nodded. After Serenity left, Ami sat back on her bed. Biting her
lip in thought, she recalled the conversation they just had. After a
long while, she stood up. “I know what I must do,” she decided.

Meanwhile, in her domain on Earth, Queen Beryl moved her hands over
her floating orb wand. “Soon,” she whispered as she caressed the orb
as it conjured up an image of Prince Endymion. “I will have you. You
will be mine.” The image disappeared, and the orb glowed red. “Keep
searching for him, my slave,” she commanded.

That night in the Royal Gardens of the Prince’s castle on Earth,
Zoicite walked down the garden path. His friends told him everything,
and he understood why he must not know where the Prince is. He hoped
that a counter spell will be found soon so that he would not betray
his Prince. He was allowed to roam freely in the castle but not
outside the boundaries. He wondered though why his friends would not
talk about that pretty blue-haired girl who was in his room. He felt
like he knew her from somewhere. But his friends told him that he
should talk to the girl when the time is right and she will seek him
out. ‘Will she help me remember?’ he thought. Suddenly, there was a
pain in his chest, and he clutched at it. “Oh, no,” he muttered. Then
he heard the eerie voice again. “Find the Prince! Find the Prince!”
He began to glow red all over. “Who’s saying that!” he spoke out.
“Get out of my head!” Panting heavily, he staggered as he fought to
control himself. ‘Must not lose control!’ he thought, as he
straightened up. ‘Don’t want to attack again!’
“Lord Zoicite?” Instantly, the red glow disappeared, and he was
normal again. Turning, he beheld a lovely sight. There stood a
blue-haired girl wearing a blue princess gown with spaghetti straps.
She was twirling a blue flower in her hand and looking at the floor,
shyly. “Are you all right?”
“Uh, um, yes!” he said, clearing his throat and straightening his
uniform and cape. Giving her a lookover, he gave her his most
charming smile. “Now that you’re here, Miss…?”
“Princess Ami of Mercury,” she said, swallowing the hurt in her
voice. ‘He truly doesn’t remember me at all,’ she thought, sadly.

“I know you!”
“You do?” Hope flared within her.
“Yes, you were that girl in the recovery room who ran off a few days
ago.”
“Oh.” Disappointment replaced hope.
“I’m sorry we didn’t get to know each other sooner then,” he said as
he walked up to her. “So tell me, do we know each other? ‘Cause I’ve
gotta admit I can’t remember anything that led me straight to that
recovery room.”
Ami stared at him, nervously. ‘I have to do this,’ she thought. ‘If
it’s the only way to bring him back.’ Turning, she walked down the
garden path. “Well,” she began. “You and I have been courting for
quite some time. We have been having a great relationship before you
went to war.”
“Yes, my friends told me what happened to me, but, unfortunately, I
don’t remember the battle at all,” Zoicite sighed as he followed her.
Then he frowned. “I hate to admit this, but I truly don’t remember
ever meeting you or having a courtship with you. As a matter of fact,
I never had any close relationships with the girls I dated before so
this might be my first.”
“That’s because you were a gigolo, chasing a lot girls, and they were
chasing you.” Ami stopped at a fountain and watched its sprinkling
display.

Pausing by a bush of violets, Zoicite plucked one and stepped close
behind her. “I see. Well I guess I’m not a gigolo anymore if we’re
courting,” he murmured, softly, as he placed his right hand on her
upper arm. Looking up to him, Ami took a deep breath and reached out
with her left hand.

* Holding her, Zoicite offered the blue flower to her as Ami twirled
a lock of his hair in her fingers while holding her own flower in her
other hand. *

He then caressed her chin with his flower, and she closed her eyes,
feeling the soft petals brush against her skin. He leaned over and
whispered, “And if we’re courting, then does that mean we are
intimate?”
Ami’s eyes opened wide. ‘I must do this,’ she thought, her heart
beating fast, as they stared at each other. ‘If it could help him
regain his memories.’ Licking her lips, she whispered back, “Yes.”
Smiling wickedly, he pulled her closer and kissed her hard. “Mmmmm,”
he groaned into her mouth. “Oh, man, you taste so sweet.” Dropping
his flower, he caressed her body with his hands. Moaning into his
kiss, Ami also dropped her flower and thread her fingers into his
long red-gold hair. He released from her mouth and rained kisses down
her throat. Whimpering, she grasped his head and kissed all over his
face.

“Oh, Zoicite,” she cried, softly, as she gently nibbled his ear. He
was losing it, feeling his ear nibbled on. With a wave of his hand,
they disappeared from the garden and reappeared in his room of the
Prince’s castle. As he backed her toward his bed, he undressed her,
and her gown fell to the floor by his bed. Pushing her down roughly
on the mattress, he attacked her heaving bosom, supported by her blue
satin push-up bra, with nibbles, kisses, bites, and long torturous
licks with his tongue. Moaning, Ami arched up, and he reached behind
her, unclasped her bra, and threw it to the floor. She felt him
cradling her breasts with his hands, then thrashed her head side to
side when she felt his mouth envelop a nipple and suckled hard, while
squeezing the other with his other hand. As she bucked up, she felt
him through his clothes grinding against her.

Then he bolted up from the bed and ripped off his cape and jacket and
his shirt underneath. “Oh, yeah,” he said, huskily, as he stared at
the enticing display before him, while shirking off his pants and his
green satin boxers. Blushing, Ami crossed her arms to cover herself.
That was the final straw. ‘Damn,’ he thought, his heart beating fast
as he watched her lying there in her innocence. Now nude, he
hurriedly climbed back on the bed and hastily removed her matching
satin blue panties.
Panting quickly, Ami clasped her arms around him as he settled
himself on her. ‘I can do this!’ she thought as she raised her head
to kiss him. Zoicite hovered over her mouth and smiled so devilishly.
As he moved his hips slowly around, Ami gasped in astonishment as she
felt him teasing whether he was going to enter her or not. “Zoicite…
please,” she gasped.
“Please what?” He pressed more harder against her. She moaned, biting
her lip. Kissing her lightly, he stared at her. “Do you want me?”
After a long moment, she nodded. “Yes.”
“Oh, Ami.” He prepared to enter her.
“Zoicite.” She felt him about to enter.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said. “My little bubble.” Suddenly, he
froze and stared at her in confusion. “Bubble?” he repeated.
Ami felt him move away as he propped himself up to stare down at her.
“What is it?” she asked, blinking in wonder as she cupped his face.
The next words stunned her.
“I…I…I remember.”


THE END

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