Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Lovesick ❯ One-Shot

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

Story #49! Just one more to go! I’ll let you all know on #50 if I
decide to keep writing or retire for awhile.
Anyway, this story is about Ami and Zoicite, and I just realized as I
went over all my stories that Ami and Zoisite are the last to be
intimate when he is known as Zander in present Tokyo. So some of this
story will be based on their first time together.

The image picture which inspired a scene in the story is from Kaze
whose art works are from the site Generals Love. So when you see this
*, I am describing the picture in the story.

A week before I started this story, my sweet cat became sick for
awhile, and it really tired me out of worry and concern for her.
Thank God she’s feeling better now so I’m dedicating this story to
her as well as Kaze.

Rated R for a strong sexual scene towards the end. GOOD ADVICE: When
you are ready for intimacy, be responsible! Takeuchi owns Sailor
Moon, I don’t! Enjoy reading!

Dedicated to Kaze. I love that ‘Don’t Look’ pic! Cute and funny!
And dedicated to my cat, Azul. I love you, Boo-boo!

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

PEACE!


LOVESICK
By Sailor DKC


“Ok, to the left, Candi! Gina, fix your shoulder strap!
Daryl, your hand is supposed to caress her hip, not grip it! And
Saul, more pout in your lips as if you’re about to kiss her!”
Zander (Zoisite) let out a big breath as the cameras
flashed here and there in his work studio. ‘Oh, what a day!’ he
thought, as he ran his hands through his long red-gold hair tied in a
ponytail. ‘And there’s still more to go on this shoot! Plus I got a
dinner date with Ami! I hope I get everything wrapped up till then.’
As if on cue, his cell phone rang. “Hello?” he answered.
“Zander?” a weak voice said.
“Ami? Is that you? You sound tired.”
“I am. That is to say- I’m sick.”
“Oh, sweetheart, what is it? Do you need anything?”
“I think it’s just a cold and a sore throat. It’s not
serious, but I’m resting now.”
Zander heard her sneeze and cough. “Well, then I guess our
dinner plans are cancelled.”
“I’m so sorry, honey.”
“No, no! Don’t be! The important thing is for you to get
better. Now you rest, ok?.”
Ami sighed. “Ok, Zander. Thanks.”
“Hey, listen,” he suggested. “How about when I finish up
the shoot, I’ll come over and see how you’re doing?”
“Oh, sweetie, how thoughtful! Call me before you arrive so
I can fix myself up a bit.”
“Ami, you look good to me no matter what.”
She chuckled lightly. “See you later, then. Bye.”
“Bye.”

Zander continued to work with the shoot. In fact, he
worked long into the night, and by the time he was finished, it was
very late. He was so exhausted that he went straight home, forgetting
to visit Ami.
The next morning, he woke up to the sound of his cell
phone ringing. He answered in a sleepy voice, “Hello?”
“Zander? It’s me, Ami.”
“Ami!” he yelled, sitting up straight in his bed. He
remembered what he was suppose to do last night. “Oh, baby, I’m so
sorry!”
“It’s Ok, honey. I’m just glad you’re all right(cough
cough). I was worried when you didn’t call.”
“I have no excuse, Ami. Yeah, I worked late, but I should
not have forgotten you. I should’ve at least called. Look, I’ll come
over now.”
“No, you can’t! Isn’t today the day when you meet those
people from Vogue magazine? They’re introducing new fashion for the
summer. (sneezes) You have to be there to select some new outfits to
shoot for them.”
“What about you?”
“Look, I’m fine. I haven’t recovered so I’m just going to
take it easy and stay home.”
Zander sighed. “Well, if you’re sure.”
“I am. Now you go, ok?”
“Ok, but I’m gonna call you later. That’s a promise!”
“All right,” Ami sighed, tiredly. “I’ll hear from you
later.”
“Bye, sweetie. You rest now.”
“Bye.”
After hearing her phone clicked closed, Zander stared at
his cell and closed it. “I’ll do more than call her,” he said as he
got up to get ready for work. “I’m gonna make her a ‘get well’ meal
as a surprise dinner!”

That early evening, Zander headed over to Ami’s place,
carrying a large bag filled with containers of healthy food to eat.
As he arrived at her door, he rang the bell. No answer. After trying
2 or 3 more times, he used his extra key she had given him. “Ami?” he
called out as he entered. The place was dark and quiet. ‘Something’s
wrong,’ he thought. He went to her bedroom and found her bed in
disarray. She was not even in her bathroom, and her cell phone was on
her night stand.
Worry began to fill into Zander. Still carrying his bag,
he came out of the apartment and saw an elderly lady about to enter
hers across the hall. “Excuse me,” he called out to her. “Do you know
if Miss Mizuno left here?”
“Why, yes!” she replied. “Poor thing. So sickly. She’s at
the hospital.”
“What!”
“Oh, she complained about being in pain. But her mother
was with her. They left together a few hours ago.”
“Thank you!” Zander dashed off.
He hailed a cab, and, on the way to the hospital, he
fiddled in his seat nervously. ‘Why did she not call me? I would have
helped her. Oh, please, please don’t let anything happen to her!’ A
million of scenarios raced through his mind. Flu. Pneumonia. A heart
attack? Now these days, many young people are having them. He buried
his face in his hands.

After arriving at the hospital, Zander rushed to the
reception desk. “Excuse me,” he said, urgently. “Is Miss Mizuno here?
I need to see her.”
“Hold on, sir!” the receptionist said. “Are you talking
about Dr. Mizuno? At this moment, she’s doing her rounds.”
“No, this is about her daughter. Is she-?”
“Zander?” He turned to see Ami’s mom walking toward him.
“What are you doing here?”
He met halfway and gently grasped her shoulders. “Ami! Is
she all right?”
“Why, yes! But how did you know we were here?”
Releasing her, he explained, “I stopped by Ami’s
apartment, and her neighbor told me that both of you were here.”
Giving him a smile, she took his arm and led him down the
hall. “Come, I’ll take you to her room.”

Ami was leaning back against the pillows when he came in.
“Zander!”
“Ami!” He set his bag down, walked over to her bed, and
hugged her tightly. “You’re ok!”
“Of course, I am, sweetie!” She pulled back from him. “In
fact, I’m feeling much better. I just had a little acid indigestion.”
“That’s all?” He let out a sigh of relief as he sat on her
bedside. “I’m so glad.”
She looked at the bag and pointed at it. “And what’s
that?”
“Oh, this.” Zander went to the bag and brought it
over to set on her lap. “I wanted to surprise you with healthy food
tonight, but you weren’t at your place. Your neighbor said you were
here.”
“Oh, honey! You did all this for me?” Ami opened and
checked each container, one by one.
“Yeah.”
“Thank you.” She set the food down, took his hands to pull
him down for a kiss.

Weeks later, after Ami got better, she noticed a change in
Zander’s behavior. Whenever they sit close to watch a movie, or relax
at a park, or have an intimate dinner, he treated her like she was
made of precious glass. He would softly caress her hair or press
light kisses on her forehead. Whenever she would try to be a bit more
romantic, he would gently brush her off.
One night, she decided to find out what’s going on. After
a delicious dinner at his place, they settled to watch a romantic
movie with some very steamy scenes. When the movie ended, Zander
stood straight up from the sofa and said, “So you want me to take you
home?”
Looking at him in gawking shock, Ami said, “Zander!”
“What?”
She stood up and faced him. “Usually, after a movie like
this, we get kind of, you know,- cuddly! But lately you have been
leaving me kind of cold. Did I do something wrong?” She gave him a
hurt look.
Sighing, Zander sat down with Ami joining him. “No, Ami.
It’s not you, not entirely.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You see, ever since you got sick, and before I found you
at the hospital, I got very worried. My anxiety got the best of me.
All I can think of ‘Will she be all right? How sick is she? What
could I do to help her? What if there’s nothing for me to do at
all?’” He caressed her cheek with his hand. “Afterwards, I realize
how much you mean to me, Ami. You’re not just someone to get cuddly
with. I see you as a part of my life in the future. I can’t imagine
you not being in my life.”

Raising her hand to caress his holding her cheek, Ami
said, “Oh, Zander. I’m so moved that you would feel that way over an
upset stomach.”
“I know. I felt silly at first, but I love you, Ami.
That’s why I was acting so aloof from you. I was just admiring you
from a distance in my mind.”
She turned her face to place a gentle kiss into his palm. “I love
you, too.” Zander leaned forward and drew her toward him. As they
kissed, they got into a comfortable position on the sofa. He caressed
her arm with one hand while he held her close with the other. Then he
slowly crept his hand until it rested on her knee. Drawing lazy
circles on it with one finger, he felt her cup her hand around his
neck to make their kissing more deeper. As he slipped his fingers
under her skirt, Zander waited for Ami to push his hand away as
always. He was surprised when he continued caressing up her thigh,
and she still made no move to stop him.

Breaking off the kiss, he stared at her with startled
eyes. “Ami?” he asked as he started to remove his hand.
She grabbed his hand and said quietly, “Don’t stop.”
“But I thought you wanted to wait until marri-“ He stopped
talking as she placed her other fingers on his lips.
“I waited for the right time, and the time is now.” She
guided his hand and placed it on her breast. “It’s ok, Zander.”
He gave her a last ‘are you sure?’ look, and she nodded.
His hand then gently started squeezing her breast, and she moaned
quietly. After a while, he slowly pulled down the thin strap of her
halter dress and crept his hand under the shirt underneath the top
part of the dress. Feeling her breast through her bra, he looked at
her, panting, as she also breathed heavily.
Slipping a finger in her cup, he fondled her nipple, and
she gasped in ecstasy. She threw her head back, and he devoured her
throat with hot kisses and loving bites. Her skin tasted so smooth
and so good.

Then he lifted her shirt and managed to expose her breast
which he was caressing. “Oh, Zander!” she whispered as she felt him
take her nipple in his mouth and suckle it tenderly. She grasped his
head with one hand as her other hand made a firm grip on his shirt
where his shoulder is.
Releasing her, he whispered, “You’re so sweet,” and took
her lips again. Then he took her hand from his head and guided it
downwards. Gasping, Ami blushed as he made her cup him. He showed her
to caress him, and soon, he was moaning in pleasure. He unbuttoned
his shirt open, and she snuck a caressing hand to touch his heated
bare abdomen. “You feel so hot,” she whispered as they kissed.
Groaning, Zander swept her into his arms and carried her
to his bedroom. As he lowered her down onto his bed, she hurriedly
whispered, “Do you have-?”
“Yes, I do,” he assured her as he reached to his
nightstand and pulled out a foil square packet from the drawer.
“I’ve been on the pill since I got better.”
“Oh, Ami.”
“Zander.”
They kissed as he covered her body with his.

The next morning, they held hands as they left his
apartment. “So, where do we go from here?” Ami asked as they walked
down the street.
Smiling, he indicated to his heart. “I think something’s
gonna happen. My lovesick heart tells me so.”
“Lovesick?” She arched an eyebrow.
“Yeah, I think I might do something out of the blue
because of my lovesick heart feeling this way.”
She stopped and faced him. “Show me an example.”
“Ok, then,” he said, waggling his eyebrows. “Close your
eyes.”
Giggling, she did and raised her lips. Zander leaned
forward to kiss her when he noticed at the corner of his eye a
movement from a nearby advertising post pole. ‘Oh, great!’ he
thought, annoyed. ‘The paparazzi!’

* Zoisite raised his hand to block the camera’s view and said “Don’t
look”, while a puzzled Ami, with her eyes closed, awaited his kiss. *

There was a flash, and the photographer took off,
muttering that he got Zander in the shot but failed to get the girl.
“What happened?” Ami blinked her eyes in surprise.
“It was a photographer. I’m sorry, Ami. That wasn’t the
moment I wanted to give you.”
Smiling and shrugging, she said, “But when you do plan a
lovesick moment will it be very pleasant?”
Taking her left hand and kissing her ring finger, he
murmured, “Oh, it’ll be more than pleasant.”
Ami gave a great big smile. Zander winked at her. Again,
they held hands and began walking again to Ami’s apartment.



THE END


5/05
Hint, hint! The ‘kissing her ring finger’ part? Wonder what will #50
be about? Send me your guesses!
Happy birthday to me!-5/25