Everyone Loves Mamoru! – By Ocramed
Disclaimer: SM, R1/2, ST and other properties belong to their respective owners.
Note: This is a limited story. C&C are welcomed.
Special Note: This story is taken from the perspective of Mamoru ("Tuxedo Kamen") Chiba, who died saving the love of his life, only to return from the dead in a new reality, including the fact that his wife, Usagi, having married into a harem, while his "little girl" Chibiusa is a near-rebellious teenager named "Rini".
Author's Note: If there is an audience for a Mamoru-centric story, I'll do another one shot, which could focus on Mamoru's role as both a father and step-father, or even how he feels about his role as a paladin in the world of the superhero. Certainly, Mamoru will have his hands full in dealing with Sailor Moon's antics. At any rate, enjoy the show!
Part 1: "The Morning After!"
Guardian of the Earth Mamoru Chiba woke up with a familiar arm draped around his body, in his downtown Tokyo apartment.
"Oh, that feels nice," Mamoru said with a sigh. "I wish I could remain like this forever…"
"Yeah, well, I got to go to work," came the reply. "Akane barely tolerates THIS as it is…"
Then, a weird thought entered his brain.
"Ugh," Mamoru said, as remembered something.
"Ranko," Mamoru said with a pained expression.
Ranko Tendo removed her arm, and sat up in their shared bed.
"Well, Good Morning to you, too, jerk," Ranko replied. "You think this is easy for me, like this?"
Mamoru turned towards his second wife. He agreed to allow Usagi to keep her second marriage intact, if her second husband, who just happened to have a gender-altering curse, becomes his wife. Considering that Usagi meant something to him, and desperate to reclaim his old life, Mamoru agreed to the terms, albeit reluctantly, though, from his perspective, it obvious that he had the better end of their bargain, in this non-traditional arrangement.
"I'm sorry, Ranko," Mamoru replied, as he turned to look at his second wife. "I forget how difficult this is for you."
"Yeah, well, yeah," Ranko replied with a sigh. "Just be glad that my Mom is cool with it."
"Oh? Why is that?"
"If I didn't prove myself to be a 'man-amongst-men', I would have to commit 'seppuku'."
"Oh."
"But, the risks are worth it…for her," Ranko said, as she glanced over towards Usagi, who was sleeping peacefully.
"Huh," Mamoru said, as he looked at Usagi's bare back. He could hear his wife giggling softly in her sleep.
"Yeah, 'Usako' is…a rare fine," Mamoru replied.
"Yeah," Ranko said, as she mulled over her thoughts. She was glad that she did satisfy her mother's conditions. Otherwise, her male guise would have to disappear altogether…
"Anyway, I got to get up," Ranko said, as she removed herself from their bed. "I'm hitting the showers, first…"
Mamoru, in spite of it all, had to admit that Ranko was a beautiful girl, with an exquisite body that had both the grace of a model and the athleticism of a martial artist.
'No, I can't do…that,' Mamoru said. 'Besides, Ranko is really a guy-!'
"And don't you forget it," Ranko said, as she took one last peek at her husband, before slamming the bathroom door behind her.
SLAM!
"How did she, I mean, how did he-?"
"Ranko mental arts, just like I did," Usagi said, as she yawned a bit.
"You're awake," Mamoru said in surprise.
"Well, it IS morning, you know," Usagi said, as she gave her husband a kiss on the lips. "Happy Birthday, dear."
"Oh, thanks," Mamoru replied.
"Well, how do you feel being the big 3-0?"
"Weird," Mamoru replied. "Technically, I'm 25 years old, due to, well, you know."
"Yes," Usagi said with a sigh. "I…I should done better during that battle, otherwise-"
"It is, what it is," Mamoru said. "Yes, I wish otherwise, but…what can I do?"
"You can promise me that you'll grow old with me," Usagi replied.
"Usako, I don't think we can age," Mamoru replied.
"Tru, tru…"
Just then, Ranma Saotome emerges from the bathroom, draped in a towel.
"Hey, Usa, got any of my clothes on you?" Ranma asked. "You know Akane gets when, you know…"
"Sure," Usagi said, as she reached into her nightstand, and pulls out what appeared to be a capsule of some kind.
"Here you go!" Usagi said, as she tossed the capsule on the bedroom floor.
BAMF!
Now, there was a free-standing clothes rack that had all manner of male—and female—clothing.
"All that is yours?" Mamoru said.
"Yep," Ranma replied, as he moved aside his Jedi robes, and then past his stillsuit. "I try not to keep my gear and things in pocket space."
"Why?"
"Power consumption," Usagi replied, as she sits up in bed, and leans back on the headboard. "You become too noticeable to the mystics and sensitive carrying around stuff."
"Which is why I prefer to use 'tesseracts' instead," Ranma said, as he pulls off what appeared to be his standard white Kung Fu clothes. "Thank Dr. Briefs for inventing a means to take advantage of one."
"Who?"
"Someone who has yet to be born, dear," Usagi replied.
"Oh…"
Pause.
"Just for the sake of clarification, we didn't use protection, right?" Mamoru asked.
"If you're worried about me getting pregnant, don't worry," Ranma replied. "Takes about 18 hours for a pregnancy to take hold, and switching to the normal me within hours typically negates that possibility. If necessary, I know a variety of things to prevent a pregnancy, including assuming water elemental form."
"I…I didn't know that."
"Yeah, Ranma and I were exposed to 'cosmic radiation' in the Van Patten Radiation Belt that one time," Usagi replied. "Now, Ranma had the power over water, and can transform into different states of water, while I can transform into a being of pure energy and light…among other things…"
As if to demonstrate her point, Usagi raised her right hand, and caused it to glow bright and sparkly.
"I never had to use a flashlight after that," Usagi replied with a grin.
"What have I gotten yourself into, Mamoru?" Mamoru said aloud.
"Me and Usagi, last night, bro," Ranma replied, while putting on his clothes.
Mamoru only sighed in reply.
Fin.