Disclaimer: Me no come up with these charcaters. Me come up with story. You take story me hit on head with big, heavy, blunt object that later will simply be known as 'the club' also used to protect cars from theft. Hehe... Hay peeps, here's chapter two, enjoy! Email, email, email at inspiredthoughts@hotmail.com Rated PG-13 for some pretty mild language... Oh and only Ami and Zoicite are in first person, everyone else is in third. Chapter Two ... "Guess what Ami, I have the greatest news! I got you a blind date for Saturday night, tomorrow!" 'Thunk' I came too flat on my pretty little backside, man this looks familiar, and screamed as I saw a face leaning over me. Lita eeked and jumped back, giving me room to sit up, as I rubbed the back of my head. I was really getting hit hard today... Lita bent down and offered a hand. I warily took it and allowed her to yank me to my wobbily feet. "Did I just hear you say...?" I trailed off, unsure. Smiling gleefully she nodded happily. "You betcha! Isn't it great?!" Frowning I did some quick mental calculations. "Lita, do you know the odds against a blind date working out?" "Ammmiiiiii," she wailed. "Its time you get a social life and that my little bookworm friend means you need to date! Lita says!!" I rolled my sapphire eyes expressively and sighed, thoroughly determined to wriggle out of this one. "I do date. Greg..." Lita snorted derisively. "The only dating you two do is study dates. Its on Saturday night Ami, come on! You're fifteen, you've already died so you got that over with, now start living! Please, just this one little date and I swear if it doesn't go well I'll never set you up again, scout promise." My eyes narrowed. "What about the others?" Lita smiled sheepishly and ducked her head a bit, scuffing one sandled toe on the concrete. "Weeeelllll..." she drew out slowly. "Okay. This one, little wittle blind date and I promise that none of us will bug you about dating any more." I ran a hand through my short blue hair considering the whole new world of options... To date without the constant urging of my friends when and if I was ever ready, in exchange for one night of torture and pain... I could handle that. Little did I know that it would have been better if I couldn't have handled it, better for us all. "Fine," I muttered, eyes low. "One blind date tomorrow night." Squealing Lita threw her arms around me, gushing with happiness. "Oh Ami you won't regret it, I promise! I'll pick you up at six and we'll meet him at the Moon And Stars Café, you know the one downtown that's really fancy..." Sighing I shrugged my friend off of me. "All right, all right." Lita beamed brightly. "Oh! We're having an all girl party at the temple, you in?" I shook my head regretfully, it was rare that just the girls got together anymore. "I'm sorry Lita but I promised my mother I'd get home and cook dinner since she has an extra long shift tonight at the hospital. Next time definitely." Lita's grin faded a little and she gave me another hug in sympathy. "Sokay. I'll tell the girls you couldn't make it. See ya at six girlfriend, tomorrow!" Sighing at her renewed gusto I nodded and waved her off. Feeling sorry for myself as I trudged home the rest of the way I was just getting really immersed in self-pity when I became aware of a car. A blue car. A blue car that was following me down the street. Closing me eyes briefly I turned slowly, dreading the sight I instinctively knew I would see. Sure enough, good ol' fate decided I needed to be tortured once more for there in the driver's seat sat Zoicite, smirk plastered permanently to his uppity features. Uppity features that I have no few fantasies about squashing (you'll understand in a minute folks). "Ami-chan!" he called in a singsong voice as he leaned out his window. Counting to ten slowly I opened my mouth and shut it. I counted to twenty and opened it, nope still nothing civil to say, and counted to thirty, nope still nothing civil. What the hay, it didn't really matter. "What is it you miserable baka?! And how many times must I tell you its Ami, not Ami-chan, that's what my friends call me." A brief flash of hurt flickered across his emerald eyes before he shrugged. "You just looked a little hot and I wondered if you'd like some water." Eyeing him like a mouse eyes a cat I studied his face. Nothing to tell me what he was thinking. Damn he was good. Dare I let myself feel, gulp, guilty for insulting him? I was thirsty. I edged forward several small steps to the curb, watching him all the while. "I am a little hot..." I finally muttered, still suspicious. Zoicite grinned merrily. "I was hoping you'd say that!" he crowed as he pulled out a water gun that rivaled a bazooka out from his car and aimed it at me. I had one brief moment to screech my indignation before I was drenched in freezing cold water from head to toe. Still spluttering in outrage Zoicite blew a kiss to me. "Anyone ever tell you you're adorable when you're mad?" he called as he reved his engine and sped off. "Anyone ever tell you you're a horrible little troll who has the nasty business cornered?" I screamed out and waved my fists in fury. Pedestrians stopped and stared openly at me as I pumped my arms in the air at nothing and vented my anger, wrathful image somewhat distorted by the fact that I soaked and shivering. Throwing my ruined backpack over one shoulder I continued home muttering choice words the whole time. Lita skipped the whole way to Rei's, stopping to clear up one little detail, well not little, more like a five seven with long blonde hair detail. Dialing the number to the penthouse the four generals shared she bit a nail nervously. The phone rang once, twice, and finally a puffing man answered the phone. "*Gasp, gasp* Hello? *Pant, pant* Anyone there?" "Umm, Nephrite?" She heard the distinct sound of the receiver being covered with a hand and some loud 'shhhes'. "Lita, darling! How are you my little pink rose bud?" Blushing at the name her pretty smile slipped to a frown as screams came over the line, followed by loud bangings. "What's going on over there?" she asked suspiciously. "One second darling, need to get the boys in line." His voice was muted by his hand again as he screamed. "Will you guys keep it down! How hard can it be to clean the bathroom?" Outraged shouts met his remarks. "Well if Mr. High and Mighty Commander would kindly go get his own paper towels and leave my roll alone..." "Well if Mr. Malibu Surf Boy would stop knocking things over like the Mr. Clean bottle and the liquid soap and..." Lita giggled. "Having trouble?" she asked sweetly. A gusty sigh met her comment. "Yes, in the Silver Millennium servants cleaned our rooms and we haven't quite gotten the knack down yet..." A distant crash sounded from where she assumed the bathroom in question was and she heard some words that almost resembled cursing? Deciding she really didn't want to know she moved on to business. "Is Zoicite home?" a long moment of silence. "No, he took his car out, said he had to water the weeds or some cryptic comment like that. Jadeite thinks he just wanted out of cleaning so they're saving him the toilet." Chuckling at the image Lita shook her head. "Well did you ask him about the blind date." "Umm... well not yet..." "Nephrite!" she scolded. "Opps one sec," Lita muttered as the operator came on. "Please deposit additional funds." Fishing through her pockets she pulled out a shiny new quarter and shoved it in the slot. "Okay like I was saying would you do it all ready?! I got Ami to agree to it but its not going to be much of a date if only half the party is there." "Sure thing rose bud... Hay stop stuffing those in that, its only going to make the flooding worse!! Jadeite call the plumber... I don't care if it costs an arm and a leg we need a functioning bathroom! How should I know why the cleaner is eating through the tile in the shower?! What am I, a rocket scientist?... Same to you buddy!!" Breathing hard he came back on the line as Lita stifled laughter. "Its tomorrow at six thirty right? At the whatchamacallit... oh yeah the Moon and Stars Café right rose bud?" "Yes," Lita answered, trying to keep her voice from betraying her amusement, after all she had to allow her man some pride. "I'm picking Ami up at six and we'll meet you guys there, just make sure Zoicite comes, I don't care what it takes, they're too perfect for each other not to give it a chance. Do you think they'll be too mad?" she asked in a smaller voice. "Maybe, at least until they realize what a pair they make and then they'll be so busy making moon eyes they won't care that we set them up. Lita, sweetie I really gotta go before they destroy the penthouse." "Okay pookie," she cooed into the phone. "*Bleep, bleep, bleep* it Kunzite! Hitting Jadeite over the head with the plunger is not going to unplug the sink... Yeah I know its fun but now is not the time and place!" Leaving him still bellowing at his friends Lita hung up, shaking her head helplessly and went the rest of the way to Rei's. The girls were going to flip when they found out that she and Nephrite had set up Ami and Zoicite on a 'blind date'. Mina was going to be jealous that she didn't think of it, Serena hysterical with laughter, Rei ecstatic, and Ami their voice of reason not there. Which meant that chaos was going to rule. Grinning ear to ear she began skipping again. After all it wasn't everyday one of her plans worked out, evidenced by the fact that the world was still in one piece, for now. The next night I stood looking in front of my mirror, extremely grateful for the fact that my mother was working a late shift again tonight so she wouldn't be home to ask questions since I didn't really want to admit to myself that I had let myself get talked into this, let alone admitting it to my near perfect mother. I was wearing black slacks, blind dates do not qualify as sufficient reason to throw a dress on, and one of my favorite tops, a sky blue long sleeved boat neck shirt with darker blue embroidered flowers twining all over the fabric. Part of my short hair was held back with a matching sky blue clip and I had grudgingly put silver earrings and a silver necklace, complete with Mercury symbol charm, on. Glaring balefully at the laundry hamper which held my still damp clothes in them I took a moment to feverishly curse Zoicite when the door bell rang. Grabbing a light jacket, a burningly, embarrassingly, yellow jacket with pink, yes pink, hearts and purple, don't ask, puppies on it, complete with huge tear filled eyes. 'Sometimes even grandmothers cross the line,' I though with forced resignation, forced because my mother had refused to buy me another jacket and my old ones were too small. When I had pleaded for something, anything but that mother had leveled me with a cold stare and said one word, 'College.' I paused for a second, drawing in a deep breath. I was going on a date, a real date, and I might even have fun, and if I didn't one night of pain promised me a lifetime of freedom. I could do this, I had to do this... Opening the door I was caught totally off guard by the pizza guy. "Yo, got a delivery here for apartment number 699. It'll be ten bucks lady." Staring speechless at him I managed an answer, sorta. "Huh?" The guy scratched the hair sticking out from underneath his ridiculously tacky hat, sporting the emblem of a hippo and dancing pepperonis, aka The Happy Hippo's Pizza Palace. "Huh?" he answered, just as articulate as I was. "Um I didn't order a pizza." The guy's face took a quizzical look, quickly replaced by that of anger. "Look lady, you ordered a pizza and you'll pay for a pizza." Feeling a headache coming on I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples. This was going to be a long evening. "No I didn't," I said as firmly, yet as politely as I could. "Yes you did," he replied stubbornly. "Okay, let's look at this logically. If I had ordered a pizza wouldn't I have remembered?" The guy shrugged. "Don't ask me, you ordered the pizza." Feeling my irritation mounting I came up with an answer that was sure to stun him (insert sarcasm here). "Did not!" "Did too!" "Did not!" "Did too!" I attempted to slam the door shut but was stopped by the pizza box which conveniently was wedged between the door and frame in order to keep me from closing it, I had the feeling that this happened a lot. Sighing, I winced as great globs of greasy cheese and sauce dripped with small 'smacking' noises onto the carpet, the white carpet... Waving a small slip of paper in my face he began the argument again, "Listen lady, this piece of paper says apartment 699 and this is apartment 699 and you're going to pay me ten bucks or I'll wait out here all night!" Glaring daggers now I snatched the paper from his protesting grasp and turned it over. "Try apartment 669 dude, kay?" realization, followed by a sheepish, good-natured grin spread across his pimpled features. "Cool. Thanks lady!" With a wave he yanked the thoroughly smashed pizza from the door and trotted off. 'Well that was anti climatic...' Author's Notes: Hay peoples! Thanx for reading. I'm not sure what's scarrier, than I'm actually writing this story or enjoying it...hehe. Email and let me know whatcha think, is this thing actually earning a few chuckles or just beyond wierd. LOL Till next time, have a great week!