If I owned either Sailor Moon or Weiss Kreuz, I wouldn't
be writing fanfics.
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There he was, in the same situation
he got into so constantly. Look
at this "CATCH" as some would call her.

What should he call her? Tokyo Hoe?
Japanowhore? City Bicycle?
Biggest slut on this side of the equator?
All would fit.

Jeez, this woman crossed her legs and they
couldn't even close all the way she was
so stretched out. She thought about
bedding him constantly. That would have
excited him. Not now. It rather disgusted him.
This was how his life was now. Taking out miscellaneous
tramps, and not even sleeping with them. It bored him
to tears!

Takatori-sama specifically said "DON'T EVEN THINK
ABOUT SLEEPING WITH THEM, OR I'LL REMOVE A PART
OF YOU THAT ALLOWS YOU TO HAVE SEX!!!!!!"

He winced. Takatori-sama would either do it
himself, or find someone else to do it.
Farfarello? Ewwwwww. He'd do it, and ramble
about making God cry. He was close to tears
just thinking about this horrifying experience
he'd have to endure if he slept with this nasty
whore in front of him. Even without the threat,
he'd have to pass.

All of those threats wouldn't have anything
to do with the fact that he was engaged to...
and as Takatori-sama recently found out,
sleeping with -- a lot. What could he say, he
was marrying well... the woman had a sexual
appetite that was equal to, if not bigger than
his own. She was a nymphmaniac, but only for him.

She would be watching guys, and he'd be scanning
her thoughts, making sure she wasn't thinking
that way, and she wasn't. Usually, her thoughts had
only been 'Ahh, what new moron is this?'

Takatori-sama had gone through the roof. Who
wouldn't? After all, it was his ONLY niece. His
brother, Shuuichi's, only daughter. He sighed.

She could be a royal pain in the ass. Let's be
honest here. He used to curse himself for
even being with her.

Where were those people that were supposed to
warn him that if you were out with your girlfriend,
and she drank red wine, and just happened to have
PMS at the same time, she could make you desire
to commit suicide before she took your life?
She didn't have to beat him, she yelled him
into submission. Crawford, Yohji, and Ken had
been laughing their asses off, as she yelled
orders out to him and the only thing he could say
back were

"Ja, Liebe."

"Selbstverständlich Liebe." ((Of course, love.))

"I'm sorry."

and "Please put the knife down."

He had made mistakes. Oh hell yea. He had dodged
all of the big mistakes, save for one.

When he was in denial about his feelings for her.

He had invited her to a restaurant just to throw
the "conquest" in her face. She had gotten up
and walked out, looking perfect as usual.
He followed.

"That's not like you, Usagi. Running away from what
you can't handle."

She ignored him and kept walking, the sway of her
hips making him grit his teeth to try to keep from
grabbing her.

"Why don't you join us?" He said as he walked over
to her and grabbed her arm. "It could be a
menage' trois."

She whipped around and backhanded him. He held his
hand to his cheek, and when he finally got his
shit together enough to speak, he said, "What the
bloody hell was that for?!?!"

"Because you don't take my feelings into
consideration, Schuldich, that's what it was for.
No this is all about you isn't it, you selfish
kusotarre! I don't know why but I love you!
Alright? I love you! But you can't handle THAT,
can you?!?! CAN YOU?! Of course you can't. Because
you're so pathetic and weak you can't even handle
a woman's feelings for you. Because your heart is
COLD. You're a moronic psychopathic player who is
emotionally frigid!!!!" She shouted, before
pimpslapping him on the other cheek to emphasize
her point.

Well, she had hit him the first time and shocked him. Her
words shocked him to the point he couldn't even move, let
alone speak.... then, the pimpslap sent him to his knees.

She whipped around and stormed away, furious.

She had never looked so beautiful. He was proud, the next
day, to wear the marks of her fury. People gave him
strange looks, but still, he hadn't cared. He had
completely infuriated her further, by stalking her for
the next two months after that, calling her at all
hours of the day, paging her constantly, e-mailing her...
he knew she ignored all of these, and purposely lost him
by walking in strange patterns. He was just trying to
get her to talk to him.

He hadn't eaten very well, hardly slept.... all he could
think about was her. She seemed to know exactly why.
He had surfed her mind while she was talking to a
friend, Gemini, and had found out why : Something called a
Lunarian Bond.

Apparently, by his taking her virginity, he
had caused his own soul to be owned by her and her soul
to be owned by him. A telepathic connection was there, that
hadn't been tapped yet, and what she felt he'd feel, and
vice-versa.

If she got a wound, he'd feel it, and vice-versa. This must
be the goddesses way of saying "Now you get to experience all of
those things you never thought you'd have to because you are
male. Just wait until she gives birth heh heh heh heh."

He had sighed. If she was going to play with him long
distance, he was game. He immediately tapped fully into
the bond. He knew she'd feel something, but it shouldn't
quite alert her.... yet.

A couple days later, while he was winning an arguement
on the phone with Omi, "The Weiss Kitten", all of a sudden,
the phone was knocked out of his hand.

"We have to talk! I haven't been getting any sleep at night!"

"Oh, I'm sorry Fraulein, you haven't been sleeping. Have
I been keeping you awake?"

"Yes you have!"

They continued arguing, and he still didn't know how it
happened, but she ended up in his lap, and they ended up
"getting back together" you could say, right there in the
middle of a room in Reiji Takatori's office building. He
had found out, and that was how he found out his only
niece was sleeping with him. That had made sure a lot of
death threats were following.

But now.....

He was in the Restaurant, bored, wanting to leave. He could see that
this woman's plans were to sleep with him then kill him.

All of a sudden, Usagi walked in, wearing a gorgeus dress. She
walked up behind him, and wrapped her arms around his shoulders,
before kissing his neck, and resting her head on his shoulders.

"Liebe?" He asked.

"Yep. Reiji-oji said I should reveal myself to her, because of her
plans."

The woman stood up. "Who are you?!?!"

"Hello, I am Tsukino-Takatori Usagi. You can call me Singapura."

The woman knew. Singapura was a perfect assassin, who only killed the
youma that bad people used to do their dirty work. She made people
wish they were dead, though. After a beating like she could deliver.....

Schuldich smirked as the woman paled, and grabbed her cell phone to
call for reinforcements.

Let the games begin....
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Well, what do you think?
Just an idea!
The Screamaa,
Sailor Star Scream