The Rewritting of a Legend
Special
by Rain Ayo

Few Days Before ( Just after Ami got him out of the hospital )

	Ami knelt by the table in the midst of medical 
reports, notes from her advanced biology classes, and 
her small computer.  She pushed her glasses up her nose 
a bit.  Titling her head to the side, she picked up yet 
another medical report.
	Zoisite stood silently in the doorway watching 
her.  He was trying to get all of this to make sense.  
It wasn't really that easy.  How can he believe such an 
insane story when he doesn't even remember his name?
	"Ami," he said to get her attention.
	She turned absentmindedly.  Her glasses slipping 
down her nose again.  "Hmm?" she mumbled.
	For a moment Zoisite paused, realizing, just how 
beautiful she was.  The way a strand of hair was falling 
down her in her face.  How her blue eyes sparkled with 
intelligence and wisdom.  How her glasses, which were 
now slowly slipping down her nose, had probably on more 
than one occasion, been used to cover her emotions.
	"How much of this do you believe?" he asked.
	"Well it's not all that logical.  Magic powers 
are just not possible.  How is it possible that we lived 
and died over 1000 years ago?  It's all farfetched," she 
said.
	"Yet it's real.  You do have magical powers.  I 
don't know about the life a 1000 years ago, but it does 
seem possible," he said.
	"I wish I could explain it," Ami said stubbornly.
	"Don't you just believe in something?  Don't you 
have some kind of faith?" he asked.
	"No.  That's just the way I am," she said.
	He went and sat down beside her.  "I think that, 
yeah sure, it's not the easiest thing to understand and 
make compute, but it feels right.  Kinda like somewhere 
in my mind I remember that," he said.  "You may think it 
strange, but that's what I feel."
	"You have a right to think what you like," she 
said.  "I just like to find logic in things.  That's 
where the scientist in me comes out."
	"I suppose," he said.
	They sat silently for a while.  Ami looked down 
at her computer and began typing.  Zoisite picked up one 
of the medical reports.  The title read: The Questions 
in "Miracle" Healing.  He picked up a piece of loose 
leaf and noticed they were notes on the lymph system.
	"So the scientist comes through once again.  You 
just didn't like not knowing why I was able to heal so 
fast," he said.
	"Not just you.  I did the same thing.  There's 
something about our bodies that is different from 
normal," she said.
	"Well obviously.  These powers must go beyond 
offensive magic," he said.
	"Or in my case defensive," she put in.
	"There's you answer," he said.
	She continued to type.  "Hmm," was her response 
to him.
	"I had hoped you weren't like that," he said 
annoyed.  "You really do think anyone who believes in 
any religion is crazy.  Your just as emotionless as your 
computer."  He got up and walked out.
	She watched him leave with shock written all 
over her face.  'Emotionless?  I...that's not true!' she 
thought.  She stared at the door he'd escaped through, 
in shock.

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	Nephrite came into the living room to see Makoto 
still in front of the television.  She had a cute smile 
on her face as she watched some romance movie.  He 
bumped into a chair, making Makoto look up.
	"Am I keeping you up?" she asked.
	"No.  I wasn't tired," he said.  "What about 
you?"
	"This is my favorite movie.  I just wanted to 
watch it," she said.
	"What's it about?" he asked as he plopped 
himself down beside her.
	"This woman is obsessed with finding her 
soul-mate.  When she was younger she'd asked a fortune 
teller about him.  The fortune teller told her his name 
was Damon Bradley...( fill in later )"
	She looked at him when she finished and he had a 
strange expression on his face.  "What?" she asked, 
thinking that perhaps she'd done something.
	He smiled.  "Did anyone ever tell you how 
beautiful you are?" he asked.  She blushed a deep red.  
He chuckled slightly at her response.  "You are.  You're 
the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
	He smiled broadly and looked at the television 
screen.  Makoto looked at him as she tried to stop her 
heart from fluttering madly.  He sat there in a pair of 
sweatpants and no shirt.  He flung his long dark hair 
over his shoulder.  He was extremely handsome, she 
enjoyed talking to him and he was the only person  who 
had ever made her feel like she was something special.
	She felt so different now that he said that.  
She felt like she couldn't possibly be the same person. 
Who she was before was never that beautiful.
	She looked at the television.  It was her 
favorite part.  ( Fill in later )...
	"Oh I love this part," Makoto said.  "Those two 
are so romantic."
	( Again fill in later )...
	Makoto smiled at the television.  Nephrite 
glanced out of the corner of his eye at her.  It was 
strange that even in the odd glow from the television 
made her look more beautiful than before.  He surprised 
himself at how forward he had been with her, but he 
couldn't help himself.  He loved to see her smile, hear 
her laugh, feel how smooth her hand felt compared to his 
rough one.  He longed to kiss her, but was afraid to 
scare her away.
	Makoto, feeling a little brave herself, scooted 
closer to Nephrite.  She rested her head on his shoulder 
and he looked down at her.  'I never thought I'd say 
this.  I'm short!' her mind cried happily.  She was 
feeling a little giddy from being this close to him. Her 
heart sang as she leaned up, pecked him on the cheek and 
then returned her head to it's resting place on his 
shoulder.
	He looked down at her again, this time in 
surprise.  Her smiling shining face had to be more 
beautiful than anything the gods created.  He wanted 
nothing more than to take her into his arms and tell her 
how much he never wanted to leave her side.  He wanted 
to kiss her dizzy and tell her how the stars couldn't 
even compare to her beauty.  He wanted...to tell her he 
loved her.
	Despite all of this, they were content with the 
small display of affection.  It almost made everything 
seem out in the open.  They snaked their arms around one 
another, drawing each other closer.

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	Kunzite sat at the kitchen counter alone in the 
darkness.  Minako had long since gone off to bed.  He 
was glad because he didn't want to worry her.
	He was too busy thinking about her.  Minako came 
into his life all those years ago, like a bright beam of 
light.  Her light shot through the darkness that was his 
life.
	Kunzite had always been one of those all work 
and no play types.  He was very serious about what he 
did.  After years of climbing to the top of his field, 
he'd finally reached the top.  He'd become wealthy and 
was basically set for the rest of his life.  
	His partner had forced him into some much needed 
vacation.  That was just before his "disappearance".  He 
learned after coming back that his partner had received 
an anonymous note, saying that he'd gone into hiding for 
a while.  Also that his partner was right and he had 
needed a long vacation.  His partner hadn't seemed to 
mind.  He wished his friend luck and promised to keep 
their business alive as long as he was away.  He 
wondered who sent the note, but he could guess that it 
was probably Minako.  
	Just thinking about her made him realize just 
what his life had always been missing.  Her charm and 
love seemed to light the world.  It made everything she 
touched seem full of light and love.  Just to be in the 
same room as her made all the troubles of the world seem 
non-existent.  He felt like he was floating on air and he 
never wanted to come down.
	"Kunzite," a soft voice said drawing him back to 
reality.  He looked up to see Minako standing right in 
front of him.  She smiled softly, melting him slowly.  
"What are you still doing up?"
	"I was just thinking," he said.
	"About what?" she asked.
	'You, but how do I say that without sounding 
completely insane?' he asked himself.  He decided 
against the direct truth.  "The past."
	Her face softened to reflect the concern she 
felt.  "You know that's not your fault," she said.
	He nodded.  "I was thinking about how Beryl 
attempted to change me," he said.  She placed her hands 
on top of his.  He looked down at her hands rather than 
into her eyes which he feared might show her disgust.  
"It was the most painful experience I've ever 
experienced.  She kept pounding on me with her magic, 
hoping that I would crack.  I knew I couldn't.  I 
couldn't turn on you like that.  I...kept telling myself 
that I'd never turn and I'd never hurt you.  I...wanted 
to believe that I'd be able to come back to you and..." 
	He drifted off into silence and Minako watched 
him slowly start to crumble.  She rushed to his side and 
held him in her arms.  She felt tears well up in her 
eyes.  Didn't he understand that she was too happy that 
he was back to care about what Beryl did to him, to 
them.  All she wanted was to be with him.  For him to 
love her, just like he had during the Silver Millenium. 
	"Kunzite, whatever happened isn't important," 
she said softly as she stroked his hair soothingly.  
"All that matters to me is that you are safe here with 
me."
	He looked up at her, from his resting place on 
her shoulder.  Her eyes shined with tears.  He placed a 
hand on her cheek and wiped away the few straw tears 
that had managed to escape.  "Minako...my heart...I love 
you," he said.  "I didn't know you as much as I had 
wanted to, but in that short time you'd shown me so 
much.  Shown me what life could be like if I stopped 
seeing everything as just black and white.  You showed 
me all the colors of the world.  I just wish I could 
give you something for what you've given me."
	Minako lowered her head and kissed him deeply.  
Kunzite felt as if her kiss seeped deeper and deeper 
inside him.  Kissing his bones, his heart, his soul.  
	When she finally drew back she smiled.  "You 
have my love...you have and so much more," she said.  
	He swooped her up into another kiss, holding 
onto her as if she would disappear at a moments notice. 
'Gods don't let this moment end.  Don't take our 
happiness away,' he thought to himself.

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	Being so close and yet so far away.  Rei didn't 
want to admit that this was the same man she'd been in 
love with for over four years.  She still wore his 
necklace underneath her clothes.  It was a simple silver 
chain with a jade pendant.  She never thought she'd see 
him again.  Not after he vanished right before her eyes.
	After dating him for almost a year and a half, 
Rei was happier than she'd ever been in her life.  
Jedite was so romantic and extremely patient.  He'd 
taken the time to woe her and make her fall head over 
heels to his charms.  The last she'd seen of him for 
almost a year was the day he'd given her the necklace.
	"As long as the sunrises in the east, will you 
love me?" he had asked her.
	"You know I will.  There isn't anything as 
important in my life as you," she had told him.
	"Then wear this for me.  So everyone will know 
how much we love one another," Jedite said.  He put the 
necklace around her neck.  He kissed her deeply and held 
her close.
	Tears threatened to fall down while she waited 
for Jedite to return with their drinks.  Her thoughts 
quickly turned to the last time she'd seen him before 
all the fighting started.  He'd changed.  One year ago, 
she didn't know why, but she'd sensed the evil in him.  
He'd been so cruel and he acted as if he didn't 
remember her.  She knew now that it was Beryl, but she'd 
been crushed by that meeting.
	Despite all of that she'd never been able to 
stop loving him.  Now she was able to forgive him for 
what he'd done.  He didn't know her though.  He didn't 
love her.  So in order to protect herself and hide the 
pain, she'd fought with him.  She felt horrible about it 
and felt even worse when Usagi had started to yell at 
them.  Now she just wanted to crawl into a hole and die.
	Jedite watched Rei's mood change from bad to 
worse.  He didn't know what to do.  He knew that she was 
hiding her tears from him.  He suspected that perhaps 
she was worried about fighting Beryl, but it occured to 
him that she was more than prepared for the fight and 
probably not afraid either.  So he didn't really know 
what was wrong.
	All he did know was that it broke his heart to 
see her like that.  He wished that she didn't hate him 
so much.  He didn't.  He was far from hating her.  She 
was beautiful, intelligent, and fiery.  She was capable 
of making him feel completely and utterly incompitent.  
When they argued, he was always made the fool.  His 
arguements never came out right and Rei always seemed to 
have the last laugh.
	He knew he loved her.  It was something he'd 
felt since the moment he'd seen her.  It was like a 
memory resurfacing just looking into her beautiful 
violet eyes.  The moment he'd seen her for the first 
time it had been like a revelation hit him.  It made 
everything Minako had told them true.  He was hers and 
perhaps she would be his again.  It was something he 
knew he'd had, but somehow lost.
	"Rei, what's wrong?" he asked gently.
	Rei looked up at him with shock and fear in her 
eyes.  Glistening tears nearly fell as she looked at 
him.  'His face.  Just like before.  I can't take much 
more of this.  I want you back Jedite!' her mind cried. 
"It's...it's nothing," she said aloud.
	Jedite rushed to her side.  "No.  You wouldn't 
be near tears if it were nothing," he said as he sat 
down beside her.  She remained silent and wouldn't look 
at him.
	He gently placed a hand on hers.  She pulled 
back suddenly. She shot up and said, "Maybe I should 
go."
	"Why?" he asked.  "It's still early."
	"Well I have homework to do," she said trying to 
come up with an excuse.
	"I thought you said you have the next two weeks 
off," he said.  "You'll have plenty of time."  'Just 
stay!' he concluded silently.
	"I want a head start," Rei said.
	"Don't go," Jedite said desperatly.  "Please 
stay."
	She finally looked at him.  "Why?" she asked.  
Her despair fueling her anger.  "Do you want to argue 
some more?"
	"No!  I know you'll win in the end," he said.
	She turned away.  "I'm sorry for snapping 
Jedite," she said.  "There are a lot of things going on 
in my mind.  I shouldn't take it out on you.  It's not 
your fault.
	"What's not my fault?" he asked.
	She turned slowly towards him.  He could now see 
that she held in a clenched fist a necklace charm.  The 
necklace was still around her neck.  "It's not your 
fault you don't remember me.  Or our promise," she said 
as she opened her fist to reveal the small stone of 
jade.
	Jedite's eyes widened as he saw it.  The final 
piece of the puzzle fit in and he could see what he knew 
was true.  A wave of relief hit him as the remaining 
memories resurfaced.  His Rei.  His beautiful, 
kindhearted Rei.  The same girl he pledged to love for 
the rest of his life.  
	He jumped up and pulled her into his embrace.  
"I knew it.  I knew all along," he said.  "I've never 
stopped loving you Rei."
	His tone quickly switched to one of concern as 
he gently carassed her cheek.  The black memories filled 
his mind.  "I'm so sorry Rei.  I couldn't stop her.  She 
was so strong, but I was always there.  It was the 
hardest thing for me to do, when I sat back and watched 
my imposter attack you.  I'll do anything for you, my 
heart.  Anything I can to make up for all I've done," he 
said.
	Rei's eyes brightened and she smild.  Wrapping 
her arms around his neck, she said, "Love me.  Love me 
like you did before and all the bad memories will fade."
	"I'll love you more than I ever have," he swore. 
He kissed her fervently, relishing in how wonderful it 
was to hold her again.  To have found the one thing that 
made him feel complete.  There were no words to describe 
the joy they both shared at that moment.

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This is how it's supposed to be.  Great huh.  I love the Rei and Jedite bit. 
That's my fave.  And then definately the part about Makoto and Nephrite.  
Love it? Hate it?

Rain