A/N: Hello, everyone! Silverwritinggoddess here with a new story. I know I should be working on other projects but I had been introduced to a microfiction category and I wanted to try my hand at it. My microfiction story turned into something bigger and exciting! So I wanted to introduce it to you. It's on Wattpad under my second account (talk to me if you're curious) but as a fiction story (not fanfiction). I re-wrote the story to be a fan fiction. I thought it would be more fun that way! Hope you enjoy!
She could remember that heart-stopping kiss he gave her that dark night. The heat and the passion shook her to the core. It elicited a new, wet, sensation that she had never experienced before until that fateful night. The young man with the dark hair was the kind of man to never cross paths with and, yet, she was unfortunate (or fortunate) enough to do so. She had stared at death straight in the eye and lived. He had his gun aimed straight at her head, ready to pull the trigger at a moment's notice.
"I'll fucking kill you if you tell anyone about this."
Murder. He referred to a murder he had just committed...and then he kissed her to buy her silence.
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Adachi Sakura had accidentally come across him in an attempt to find a place to transform into Sailor Night. She had got caught in a robbery and needed to put an end to it. Unfortunately, it didn't turn out to work that way. Of all of the Sailor Scouts, she probably had the most interesting luck. Not necessarily the worst luck, mind you, but the most interesting and that night had been the most interesting, if not a bit frightening.
She had taken on a lot of powerful opponents but this opponent was not the typical one she faced on a daily basis. This one happened to be a human...a human who was on the most wanted list in the country, who just so happened to be possessed by a demon. At the time, though, the demon had kept its silence and maintained the guise of its human host. She never thought she would come face to face with this particular man. The police had recruited her at one point in catching various criminals but never for one Ikeda Takuya. She supposed that they didn't want to subject her to his cruelty or whatever it was that made him especially dangerous. Of course, Fate had other designs for her.
When she had burst out of that back door, Ikeda Takuya had just pulled the trigger and ended his victim. His gray eyes were sharp and darkened in anger when she had appeared. Her timing had been off...really off.
"What the fuck?"
That night had changed her life forever.