AUUUUUUGH.

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I am chock-full of bunnies, yet blocked and with no place to start. So!

For those of you familiar with the series, I am taking PGSM comment fic requests. Comment with a character, pairing, and/or prompt, and I will write anything from a few lines to a ficlet in a comment right back at you. (Usually this gets me writing more easily than the standard drabble requests.) Please note that I'm familiar *only* with this version of Sailor Moon canon.

I tempt you to challenge me with my l33+ slashy icon. Teeeeempt! Teeeeeeempt!

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[cktraveler.livejournal.com]

Rei/ami having a major-league fight, it's stressing out Usagi, and Mamoru makes the mistake of mentioning the problem to his closest friends ...

[wired-lizard.livejournal.com]

[Frickin' LJ ate my first go at this!]

"...and I asked her, I did, we worked everything out, but she still freaks out every time I even mention you. Well, not freak out, she's Rei, but she goes all grumpy, and then she goes all controlling, and I just don't know what to do, everything's just..."

Nephrite, not knowing quite what to do by the frazzled mess of Ami dumped on his bed by a whole string of worries--she told Usagi, Usagi freaked out and told Master, Master probably told Zoisite, and that lead to Kunzite marching in and declaring that if he was going to mess about with some human woman, he should at least take care of her and be a gentleman, not like Kunzite knows anything about being a gentleman--touched her gently, perfectly decently, between her shoulderblades, and she nearly jumped out of her skin.

"Sorry! So sorry, Nephrite, I..."

"God, you're high-strung."

She looked up at him with a trace of her usual quiet, observant humor. "You just told me I'm high-strung."

"Yes?"

She laughed faintly. "That's it. I've gone round the bend. You've just told me I'm high-strung..."

"Oi..." Nephrite very carefully let his hand fall back to her shoulders and scanned the floor, ruminating. "Er. I think. I mean. I know you like it when I--hurt you, a little."

"Eh?" Ami looked up at him, utterly confused by the change of topic.

"And you're with Hino, so you, ah...I was just thinking we could blow off some steam. Er, Kunzite style."

"Kunzite style?"

Nephrite bolted up, startling her all over again, and rummaged madly about the room, followed by big bewildered brown eyes, until, with a triumphant crow, he popped up with a soft leather cat'o'nine tails in one hand and, unawares, a blue-eyed puppydog stare to rival Jadeite's.

Ami stared for a moment in complete surprised, then burst out laughing, dropped her head, and murmured, "Bless you, you big doofus."

[cktraveler.livejournal.com]

*hugs, laughing* Wow. You're awesome.

[wired-lizard.livejournal.com]

[Bloody hell, it's growing.]

He had promised it wasn't a spell, but Usagi was still lolling on the living-room couch, lost in the strains of--the Moonlight, she thought?--with a warm cloth for the near migraine that a shrieking Rei and Ami had given her earlier that day.

"They're just being so silly," she murmured.

"I think perhaps Hino-san needs to step back and take a proper look at the situation," Zoisite said calmly. "To be honest, Kunzite and Nephrite had some similar arguments when his relationship with Mizuno-san became known."

Usagi pouted under her towel. "Rei-chan never looks at things. Except when she looks at them too much. I don't know..."

A tray of cookies presented itself. She squeaked and picked up the towel to see Jadeite smiling down at her.

"They're from Kino-san."

"Mako-chan? Ohhhh! She makes the best cookies! You should have some too!"

True to form, Zoisite didn't break rhythm; he'd long gotten used to his master's wife's outbursts.

"Here, and we'll leave some on the piano for you..." Light dawned, and she pawed at Jadeite's embroidered sleeve. "Eh? Why are you all spoiling me?"

"Er," said Jadeite, eloquent, and Zoisite looked over.

"The Master thought you could use a chance to relax. That's all."

Usagi pouted something incoherent, replaced the towel, and fell back on the couch.

"Wow, good cookies," she heard Jadeite say a few seconds later.

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"Check," Rei said, in a tone that implied she'd much rather be saying Burning Mandala.

Kunzite contemplated, and sidled out of it with a bit of damage control from a rook. Third game; he'd wone both. He hadn't exactly needed to explain the reasons for his challenge, either. She clearly needed something to beat her head against that didn't involve her paramour. The bottle of sake he'd quietly introduced--and kept up with her consumption of--didn't hurt.

She sat still for a very long time, smoldering dark eyes fixed upon the board, and then took his bishop. Unexpected. Acceptable sacrifice. He checked.

"I hate men," she said quietly, but intensely, without preamble, and attacked rashly. Kunzite casually checked the weight of the sake bottle. Three-quarters empty, slightly more than half of that into her, was what it took to get her talking. Perhaps he should let Nephrite know.

"I hate women," he answered, and countered, entirely defensively. She had, after all, just begun to play; time to see what she might do.

"Then you understand. She shouldn't be with him." She still was not looking at him, and seemed to be addressing her queen's knight.

"I thought so at first." He couldn't resist waiting until she reached for her sake cup. "Then again, I thought much the same thing when my Master first took up with the Princess. And despite my instinct to protect him, that worked out in the end."

She sputtered her sake. He waited for her to recover, shifted a pawn with little meaning, and knew from the quick, bewildered glare she gave him that she'd caught all the implications.

"Took rather a bit long to do so, though," she said.

"True. Untold lifetimes is pushing it. On the other hand, my pet is considerably more stubborn, and his paramour, at the time, considerably more dangerous." She was, not unexpectedly, clever enough not to ask how Endymion could be Master and pet at once. "Nephrite is quite harmless."

Another glare: blatant disbelief. But her play was more deliberate.

Progress was always slow when playing with fire.

[wired-lizard.livejournal.com]

An increasingly pleasant while later, Ami was a tender pink puddle in his arms, and he was beginning to think all that time he'd spent practicing on Jadeite had paid off. He leaned back against the headboard, gathered her closer to his chest, ignored his hard-on (he would be good, damn it), and waited as she muddled back to usual, stroking her hair.

"Why?" she asked, a bit giggly, "does that work?"

"No idea. It just does."

"Endorphins," she murmured, almost inaudible. "Maybe it has something to do with endorphins..."

He had no idea what that meant, so he just petted the small of her back, and gingerly tested how hot the battered pink skin of her ass was--that got him a little oo, so he guessed it wasn't too bad. Just that tingly tenderness he knew a little too well from Kunzite playing with him.

"I don't," she said after a while, "really understand why she hates you. And I'm sorry she does. But I guess that's the root of it all. Well, that and me being resentful of her power." She smiled up at him, sweet and a little wry. "I think you just cured me of that though."

He couldn't help his grin.

[wired-lizard.livejournal.com]

"Master?"

Jadeite poked his head around a bush to find Mamoru lounging in the garden, staring moodily at a hapless hibiscus.

"Ah, Jadeite. How's it going?"

"Well, er, your wife seems fine. I think Zoisite's calming her down pretty well. And Kino-san sent cookies. And I heard a few screams from Nephrite's room--the good kind," he added hastily at Mamoru's look. "So I think Mizuno-san's probably doing a little better."

"Where did Rei wind up?"

Jadeite bit her lip with concern. "I think Kunzite's playing chess with her."

Mamoru twitched.

[Now done.]

[wired-lizard.livejournal.com]

Jadeite bit her lip with concern.

........I think Jadeite's slip is showing. D:

[cktraveler.livejournal.com]

Mamoru twitched.

*collapses with laughter*