A Third Life

When they had gone to bed the night before, Kunzite hadn't pushed Zoisite for sex, despite how much he wanted too. Kunzite really needed to forget about those two men, but at the same time, he knew that Zoisite would want his space for the night.

Morning was another story however. When Kunzite awoke to find Zoisite sprawled out next to him, copper curls spread out over the pillow, bedsheets only just managing to cover his nude form, he couldn't wait any more.

Zoisite was a sound sleeper, and if left on his own would easily sleep in till noon. Kunzite had often used this method to wake him in the morning, and he planned to do it again today.

He ran his hand lightly over Zoisite's check and then leaned in to softly kiss his neck and then along Zoisite's collar bone. The younger man moaned softly in his sleep, and then again when Kunzite's fingers began to graze over his nipples.

Taking care not to move the mattress too much, as Kunzite preferred that it be his touch that roused Zoisite and not the movement of the bed, he kissed his way down Zoisite's chest, stopping to flick his tongue over the other nipple. Zoisite took in a breath and Kunzite looked up at his face. He smiled when Zoisite continued to sleep.

Slowly, his right hand left Zoisite's chest and slowly made its way lower, taking the bed sheet along with it. Zoisite was already fully erect, and Kunzite gave him only the faintest grazes of his finger tips. Zoisite moaned again, but this time his eyes opened a hair.

“Kunzaito-sama?”

“Good morning,” Kunzite purred. He ran his tongue along Zoisite's ear, which made the young man take in a stuttered breath. “Did you sleep well?”

“Y... yes...”

No longer needing to worry about shaking the bed, Kunzite threw his leg over Zoisite, straddling him as he made his way down his chest once more. Zoisite watched him with half-lidded eyes, his chest rising and falling heavily as Kunzite drew closer. “I hope you don't mind being woken up this early...”

Zoisite shook his head in the negative, too focused on what was about to happen below his waist to figure out a vocal response.

Kunzite hovered over Zoisite's erection for a moment, look up and into Zoisite's eyes as he did so. Zoisite's gaze was so fierce that Kunzite feared what might happen if he failed to follow through. Slowly, he dragged his tongue along the length of Zoisite's member.

“Ah!” Kunzite was rewarded as his tongue flicked over the head of Zoisite's shaft, and once more when he took Zoisite fully into his mouth as the younger man moaned and cried out in pleasure.

He stopped when he needed to fetch the oil from the bedside table. Zoisite moaned in protest, but it was short lived as Kunzite began to finger and lubricate his partner.

“Kunzaito-sama...”

Kunzite smiled down at the delicate man under him as he positioned himself at Zoisite's entrance, Zoisite's legs wrapped around his waist. “If I could do this to you all day, I would,” he said as he pushed himself inside and began to move slowly. He wanted to be gentle with his partner this morning. Too many times he had figured that Zoisite would always be there, he had taken him for granted. Kunzite intended to cherish every moment in this life.

His hands roamed over the rest of Zoisite's body while the two rocked together in a perfect rhythm. Zoisite's legs tightened around him as he pulled himself in to meet Kunzite's thrusts.

Needing to feel more of his lover, Kunzite gathered Zoisite in his arms and pulled him into his lap. Zoisite's arms were immediately around Kunzite's shoulders while he breathed heavily near Kunzite's ear, whimpered his name, and gasped when Kunzite reached between them to stroke his partner. Zoisite's fingernails dug into Kunzite's back as the younger man began moving faster. Pushing himself down on Kunzite's length with increasing force.

“I'm going to come.” Zoisite's voice sounded desperate to do just that, but Kunzite let his grip slacken, not giving his lover the release he craved. Zoisite almost screamed in protest, and then tried to finish the job himself, but Kunzite quickly secured his arms. “Please... I need... Kunzaito-sama, why?”

“Because you are always so hasty,” the white haired man replied. “You never could learn to just savour the moment.” Kunzite deposited Zoisite back down on his back and cupped his cheek. Zoisite leaned into it, but his breathing and expression still told of his need. Sighing, Kunzite added, “And I could never say no to you when you look like that.”

Zoisite looked up expectantly, and gave a relieved moan and Kunzite began to pump his erection. Zoisite's hands clung to whatever they could find and his eyes were closed tightly as he was quickly brought back to near climax. His voice grew louder, and Kunzite loved the sound of it, loved hearing Zoisite call his name.

When Zoisite did come, he became unbearably tight around Kunzite's cock. Letting go of Zoisite as soon as he was able, and gripping Zoisite's hips for leverage, Kunzite quickly brought on his own orgasm as well. He pushed himself in as far as he could, knowing from experience that this would only bring more pleasure to both him and Zoisite.

He continued to grip Zoisite tightly as the waves of bliss finally began to fade. Slowly he relaxed his hands and pulled himself out of his lover. Zoisite gave one last moan as he felt Kunzite leave him. Kunzite laid back down on the bed and gathered Zoisite into his arms.

Kunzite smiled as he gazed down at Zoisite's face. The afterglow he was feeling revealed itself in his eyes, and his breathing had not yet returned to normal. “Kunzaito-sama, I've never felt anything like that before,” he whispered.

“Trust me, you have,” was Kunzite's reply. He idly twirled his finger in one of Zoisite's curls as he allowed them a few more minutes to enjoy the bed.

---

Kunzite put a sign on the shop door to say that it would be closed for today and tomorrow. He needed every moment of the next two days to convince Zoisite to stay with him, and that wasn't going to be done if he was working for most of them.

They ate out for breakfast, a small shop that was only down the street a few minutes that was familiar with 'Kunikiyo's' face. After that, Kunzite lead Zoisite on the subway and they arrived in the old Shibuya district. While names and boundaries had changed from the twentieth century, this area was still know for its fashion departments, and Kunzite suspected that Zoisite would love it here.

“Oh wow!” Zoisite exclaimed at the first shop that he set his eyes on. “Look at that!”

“I want you to pick out some things that you like. You could use some new clothes.”

The younger man looked up with wide eyes. “I can't take any more of your money, Kunza... Kunikiyo-sama.” He corrected himself when he realized that they were surrounded by hundreds of other shoppers. “I'll use my own.”

Kunzite just smiled and shook his head. “I don't care about the money, and I'd rather it if you thought of it as our money rather than mine.”

Zoisite bit his lip, obviously not convinced that this relationship was going to be able to last. He still thought that he had to return to his job. Before he could properly reply, his attention was grabbed by a group of girls across the street. Kunzite followed his gaze and knew immediately that it wasn't their attractiveness that had his focus, but rather their outfits. He gave a knowing smile and began to lead Zoisite towards one of the stores. “Why don't you see if there's anything you like here,” he suggested.

For a while Zoisite browsed the men's wear without buying anything. They went from shop to shop, but Zoisite's attention was always wandering. Kunzite wondered if Zoisite was hesitant in heading for the clothing he was actually interested in because he was embarrassed, of if he simply didn't know what he did like.

“You know, you are allowed to look around on the other side of the store,” Kunzite finally said when it was obvious that Zoisite wasn't going to do it himself. He gave a teasing smile when Zoisite looked up at him a bit sheepishly, and then finally pushed him in the direction of the skirts.

Zoisite always had had a thing for women's fashions, but in their past lives, military uniforms hadn't left much time for playing dress-up, and certainly not publicly. Unless one wanted to count that time Zoisite had disguised himself as Sailor Moon, but that was more of a magical illusion than anything.

The copper-haired beauty almost pounced on a frilly green blouse as soon as he was in that section of the shop. He quickly grabbed a matching skirt and made a beeline for the changing rooms. Kunzite eagerly waited outside. Zoisite was not the only one that liked the idea of him picking out some women's clothing.

He drew back the curtain with a certain flare, and Kunzite's heart skipped a beat at the sight. The frills on the blouse hid his flat chest well, and the skirt showed off his legs quite nicely. The skirt also wasn't particularly tight, so it didn't draw attention to his narrow hips. He would easily pass for a woman in those clothes.

“What do you think?” he asked, an excited spark in his eye. Obviously he had liked what he had seen in the mirror.

“You look wonderful,” Kunzite said, still in awe.

Zoisite turned back to a mirror, and flipped the skirt around playfully for a moment before the joy seemed to evaporate from his eyes. “It's really expensive though...”

“If you want it, I'll buy it for you.”

“No, you can't!” he exclaimed, “I don't want you to-”

“I told you,” Kunzite emphasised, “I don't care about the money.” He joined Zoisite in front of the mirror and wrapped his arms around Zoisite's waist from behind. “If you like it, and I know that I do, I'll buy it for you.”

A slight blush crept onto Zoisite's cheeks and he looked at their reflection in the mirror. “I do like it...”

Kunzite smiled. “Then why don't you find yourself a pair of shoes as well?”

Zoisite spun around, gave Kunzite a brief, but tight hug, and then ran off to find something appropriate while Kunzite paid for the purchases.

---

By the end of the day, Zoisite had a few new outfits, and when they got home, he absolutely had to change out of the blouse and skirt and into a dress he now owned as well. Kunzite couldn't have been more thrilled with how the day went. It felt so right to be living a normal life with Zoisite, and Zoisite must have been feeling the same way as well.

“We're going out for dinner,” Kunzite called from the other side of his bedroom door. Zoisite had locked himself inside, insistent that Kunzite not peak. “Why don't you pick something to wear out. We'll be walking, but it's not that far.” Among one of the purchases that day had been a pair of high-heeled shoes. Zoisite could walk in them without issue, but Kunzite knew they were not designed with comfort in mind.

Zoisite took his time in getting ready, and Kunzite was thankful that he had grabbed a suit from his room before Zoisite had claimed it for himself. He hung the jacket over the end of the sofa and then sat down while he waited. He knew that no matter how long Zoisite took, it would be worth the wait.

Finally Kunzite heard the door open, and he immediately stood and looked expectantly down the hall. Zoisite looked more beautiful than Kunzite could have ever imagined. He wore the emerald green dress, which matched his eyes perfectly, and was his favourite colour. The dress had frills over the chest like the blouse, and was gathered at the waist before spilling out over his legs, which were unfortunately covered all the way to his ankles. That was the only thing about the outfit that Kunzite didn't like, but he knew that he would have access to everything under the dress later tonight.

Zoisite did a little spin and was quite obviously basking in the stares he was getting from Kunzite. He had decided on the high heels after all, and would probably be complaining about them before too long, but Kunzite didn't really care at the moment.

“What should I do with my hair?” Zoisite asked. It was still in its usual ponytail, and Kunzite knew the answer to this question right away.

“Wear it down,” he suggested, he always had loved seeing his lover with his hair down, and stepped closer to take the tie out of Zoisite's hair for him. The ginger locks fell over his shoulders and mid-way down his back. Kunzite ran his fingers through them for a moment before gathering Zoisite in him arms and drawing him in for a passionate kiss.

Kunzite's hands rested on Zoisite's waist as their tongues mingled. Zoisite returned his kiss with just as much desire and threw his arms around Kunzite's neck.

Kunzite's lips left his and went for Zoisite's exposed neck. Zoisite readily turned his head to the side to give Kunzite access, and whimpered as Kunzite began to suckle where his neck met his shoulder. Kunzite pulled Zoisite in tighter yet, letting Zoisite knew just how aroused he was at this moment.

“Kunzaito-sama... don't we... have to...”

Kunzite sighed as he pulled his lips away from Zoisite's delicious flesh. They had reservations, and the desire to take Zoisite out for dinner and parade him around town was fighting the desire to tow him into the bedroom and screw him senseless.

“You're right,” he finally agreed, defeated in his attempt, but knowing that delaying their love making would only make it more intense. “We'll finish this later.”

---

Zoisite seemed quite pleased with himself at dinner. Not only was he able to pass for a woman with ease, but he was getting some jealous stares from other women in the restaurant, not to mention a few appreciative looks from the men as well. 'If only they knew,' Kunzite thought to himself. But they didn't know, and it didn't matter. The men could stare all they wanted, but Zoisite was his.

Following dinner, the two took a walk in the nearby park, and Zoisite made a beeline for the fountain once he saw it. The statue in the middle depicted Queen Serenity and her daughter. Kunzite found it interesting that Endymion was not included in the sculpture, but Zoisite was much more interested in the lights and sprinkling water droplets.

“Kunzaito-sama, isn't it beautiful?” he asked, knowing enough to keep his voice low when using their real names.

“Not as beautiful as you,” Kunzite countered, pulling Zoisite in close with an arm around his waist.

Zoisite's face reddened just enough that Kunzite could notice in the dim lighting. Zoisite leaned into the embrace and gazed at the fountain while Kunzite stared down at his lover. He grazed his fingers over Zoisite's cheek, then down his neck. That was all he would allow himself while they were in public, but it would give Zoisite a taste of what was to come.

Zoisite was standing on his tiptoes to get closer to Kunzite's lips. The elder of the two placed his fingers on Zoisite's. “When we're alone,” he said with a smile.

Zoisite's lip jutted out in a playful pout before turning back to the fountain. Kunzite continued to look at him, since he was ten times more beautiful than anything else in the world. He swore to himself that he was not going to lose Zoisite, not again. Never again.

Kunzite's eyes were soon drawn away from Zoisite to a pair couple on the other side of the fountain. Zoisite had waved to them and smiled, and so Kunzite was curious. It was a man and a woman, seemingly on a date as they were. The woman had sea-green hair and wore a dress of the same colour. She had an elegance about her that certainly made her stand out from the crowd. The man with her had hair much like Jadeite's, short and blond. He wore a suit with a blue tie, and smiled back at Zoisite before directing his date along their way. There was something familiar about the pair, but Kunzite couldn't put his finger on it.

“Wow...”

“Do you know them?” Kunzite asked.

Zoisite was staring after them as if in a trance. He shook his head slowly. “No, but don't they look wonderful together?”

Kunzite had to admit that they did. All they needed were some rose petals to fly by and the picture would have been complete. “For a moment, I thought that the man had been Jadeite.”

Zoisite drew his eyebrows together and looked up at Kunzite in confusion. “What man?”

Now it was Kunzite's turn to be confused. “The blond one in the suit with the woman with green hair?”

For some reason, this was cause for Zoisite to go into a fit of giggles.

“What is it?”

Zoisite shook his head. “It's nothing, only that they were both women, Kunzaito-sama.”

Kunzite immediately turned his head in the direction they had walked off in, but they were gone. “Both of them?” he asked.

“Trust me, I like to think I'm pretty good with this kind of thing.” Zoisite gave Kunzite a wink when he turned back.

Kunzite slipped an arm around Zoisite's waist and then gave his lover a seductive grin. “I think it's time we got you home, and out of that dress.”