Hi everyone!
Well, this has been a long time coming! I wrote this back in 2001 and it's a major revision. LOL It's something that I've been inspired with, and have been wanting to do for a really long time, so I'm going with it. It's essentially a brand new Fanfic though, since so much content will be brand new. The chapter that did exist before has had a lot added to it and been revised too.
It has all the scenes of the original Art Of Seduction, but instead of the one chapter, it's been extended into 17. Maybe more. I originally wrote bits of scenes for 6 sequels, which I am now adding into the one Fanfic. It's also NC 17+, so you get all of the sex scenes that you said you'd love to have seen in the original Fanfic.
Mamoru and Usagi will be involved in a very long seduction. I also made her not so stupid as in the usual Fanfics, though she is still very innocent to men.
I've got 3 or 4 chapters already done, so you won't have to wait long for the next part, but after that I'll have to write scenes for it.
I am doing some Pain Management courses for my injured wrist and also am working on two short horror stories to submit to a horror magazine, as well as on my Vampire novel series The Shadow Warrior Series, so please be patient. A lot is going on right now. I will get chapters out as often as I'm able. I will be working on Unrestrained too, don't worry! I want to finish that Hellsing Fanfic. It only has a few chapters to go.
If you like this, please leave me some love in the form of reviews. They really keep me going and give me confidence after having writer's block for several years. :)
THE ART OF SEDUCTION
By Princess Destiny
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Chapter One
"Your hair looks gorgeous in the light of the sun, beloved," Endymion whispered into her ear, breath stirring the hairs about. His Princess gave a shiver and turned her face towards him, their lips brushing.
"Thank you, Endymion." She whispered back with a gentle smile against his mouth and then their kiss turned into something more heated and all consuming.
It was at this point that Usagi woke up, her blue eyes wide and startled as she gazed into the darkness of her room. Damn, why did it always end there? Sometimes she and the man in her dreams went even further and she would bolt up in bed, throwing an indignant Luna to the floor, chest heaving and face red from embarrassment and something else that made her body burn.
She was sixteen now and knew that boys were starting to become more attractive, but it was the one in her dreams that made her so longing to be with someone. To no longer be alone.
Even as she frantically tried to remember his face and recall the touch of his hands and his mouth on hers, the dream became to fade away. "No," She moaned, covering her face with her hands. Why did it always leave her mind once she woke up? She knew his name was Endymion and the blonde dreamed of him almost every night, but he seemed so real! It frustrated her and made her alternately angry and upset.
Tears welled up in Usagi's eyes and she lay slowly back down, curling into a ball. "I don't want to be alone anymore." She whispered in despair.
It always happened this way, with Usagi waking up from a half-remembered dream of longing, where there had been a dark-haired man named Endymion. Of course, she had forgotten almost all of the dream minutes after waking. All but for his name and the way he had kissed her. It had made the girl want more.
She longed to be held and kissed like she saw the girls in her School and on the street.
Why couldn't she have that?
Ami had Urawa, even if he didn't live close, they kept in touch through email and he occasionally visited. He even sometimes helped out the Senshi with a premonition.
Rei had Yuchiro, though the romance was a little rocky. It had taken a while for the Priestess In Training to see past the ragged hair and goofy smile, but now the two of them were dating with Grandpa's blessing.
Makoto had been hot and heavy with Crane Akido, affectionately known as Game Machine Joe, but that was on and off as she dated other guys who she said reminded her of her first boyfriend.
And Minako, well she seemed to have guys falling at her feet! She had once mentioned being in love with a guy called Alan, but she regularly caught the eye of good-looking older men and dated them.
It wasn't as if her friends, who were as close as Sisters, hadn't tried to set her up. But Usagi hadn't wanted to get a boyfriend that way, knowing in her heart that one day she would meet someone and they would fall in love. She believed in love at first sight and knew that one day he would meet and it would just be magic.
Something like she got from her dream guy, Endymion.
It was pity that he wasn't real.
As the blonde lay curled into a ball on her side, body still burning with the emotions from her dream, she made a decision. Just like that, she decided that she would go out and find a boyfriend who would be everything she wanted in a guard maybe then the dreams would go away and stop haunting her. It wasn't that she hated them, but they just made the girl feel empty inside. Wishing for something that she could never have.
It was therefore logical that she pick one of the two men that she had a crush on to be the one.
Tuxedo Kamen was so far out of her reach, and admittedly he was a very distant cool sort of guy, that she immediately dismissed him as a suitor. Even if he was her first choice. Everyone in Tokyo constantly said on TV and magazines and even games, that Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen were an item and the blonde really wished that were true. But he most likely saw her as a pain in the butt. The girl he was forced to rescue in almost every battle.
Although his arms were warm and gentle about her as he swooped in and took her out of harms way, his words and his eyes said clearly enough that this was a duty, not a privilege. It pained her in he heart each time he stared at her that way.
Her second choice of potential boyfriend material was Motoki. The blonde man was friendly and kind and he had his own business, which was always a plus. Admittedly, he did treat her like a little sister, but that was nothing that the Senshi of the Moon couldn't change!
Besides, dealing constantly with that jerk Chiba Mamoru had taught her a few things about stubborn males!
It was either the superhero, or the normal guy and frankly, she considered the later more viable. Even if somehow Sailor Moon could catch the attention of the older man who saved her, they had the secret identities thing and the other Senshi would kill her in cold blood if Tuxedo Kamen were to find out who they all were.
So then, Motoki would be her target. But then of course, she had to figure out how to make him really see her. She'd been around him for so long, but he still persisted in seeing her as the 'little sister' type.
Even Usagi was smart enough to know that, despite what a certain jerk named Chiba Mamoru said.
And so, with a little planning and a lot of biting her bottom lip, the blonde girl concluded that she knew so little men that there was only one logical person to help her acquire her guy-her worst enemy, Mamoru.
Her skin fairly crawled at the thought of begging that dark-haired creep for help, but it couldn't be avoided. She did not know that many guys, especially older ones who were best friends with her crush.
"After school, I'll go to the Arcade and-and..." Usagi frowned slowly, mind going over and over possibilities. She could ask her friends to help her land Motoki, but Minako actually had her eye on him too, so that would be far too awkward. Rei would mock her and say that he was too out of her league, Ami didn't really have any dating experience but for her one guy.
Any advise from Makoto usually came with some rather raunchy suggestions. As soon as the girl came legal at sixteen, she quite openly perused her current boyfriend to become more intimate. He had given in without a fight and the Senshi of Jupiter had been quite forthcoming with the details.
Ami and Usagi had naturally fled the room and Rei and Minako had sat there red-face, yet curious, and listened to it all.
"Definitely not Makoto," The small girl said, a blush burning her cheeks. If she finally found the right guy, they would explore that sort of thing together. Personally, she wanted to stay pretty innocent until the right one came along. But it certainly had it's downfalls, because Usagi didn't even have a clue how to land a guy.
How did she attract his attention?
Kiss him?
Act when they went on a date?
She was clueless about these and although her friends would help, it would require blurting out her dreams and telling them about Endymion. She didn't want anyone to know about that. He was hers only and would stay firmly in her sleep, feeding the longing inside. Even if he wasn't real, it was wonderful to pretend that someone out there loved her so endlessly.
She turned over and pulled the covers over her head, trying to calm her mind enough to sleep. Her Mom would be ruthless if she got up late again for School and Luna would be home by that time too. She had spent the night over at Ami's, discussing something about the Dark Kingdom. It bothered Usagi sometimes that the other Senshi and the cat kept things from her, because they didn't think she was smart enough, but they really did love her.
"Sleep now," The blonde whispered. Yes, in the morning she could think some more about how to win over Motoki.
Of course, thinking about it and doing it, were two very different things.
Which was why the Senshi of the Moon was currently standing outside of the Crown Arcade, dressed prettily and shifting from foot to foot with more nervousness than she felt when entering into battle with the Dark Kingdom. As much as it galled her, she was kind of intimidated by her nemesis.
Usagi had risen that morning after very little sleep, mind going over possibilities to try and get Motoki to notice her and she had barely payed any attention to her classes in school.
About lunchtime, it had occurred to her that she knew only one other guy and he was absolutely perfect to help her out, as he was the object of her affection's best friend.
'Chiba Mamoru for god sake!' She thought incredulously, hands clenched together. Was the world coming to an end? Was she insane thinking about his help? Unfortunately he was her only option, but how to convince him of it?
Usagi stood just outside the Arcade doors, peering in towards the counter where both her ideal dreamboat and her worst enemy stood on either sides of the counter. Damn it, this plan wouldn't work if they were together! There was no way in hell that the girl could ask Mamoru's help to land Motoki as a boyfriend right in front of him.
Okay, so she would have to ask the dark-haired man to come with her to the back of the place, so that they could talk privately. Would he come?
'Am I completely and utterly crazy?' She asked herself silently, nibbling on her lower lip again in a nervous matter. Whatever had convinced her that Mamoru could help her?! She could already hear his taunting voice as he mocked her request. It would seem really stupid to the upperclassman and he very probably would get up and walk away.
Usagi was setting herself up for humiliation, so the least she could do was get him alone, so that no one would witness her.
Well then...
The blonde would just have to firmly convince the jerk of her serious intent. She would not be reduced to grovelling at his feet, damn it! If the upperclassman said no, then she would just have to think of another way to get Motoki's attention.
Mamoru had never met the Sailor Moon side of Usagi, the confident sure traits that she felt whenever she was transformed and facing the Dark Kingdom. She had to be strong inside to face down the aliens from another dimension who were trying to take over the world and one arrogant jerk was not going to stop her when she wanted something so badly!
Usagi stepped towards the glass sliding doors and they opened silently for her. The heels of her school shoes made an ominously loud noise on the white tiles of the arcade floor as she walked till she was a few feet from the counter, eyes on her target. Although there were a lot of people in the Arcade, eating and playing games and socialising, she ignored everything except her target.
The Senshi of the Moon's blue eye flickered briefly to Motoki and then back to his best friend, her shoulders straightening. She could do this.
For now, the object of her affections didn't exist. Not until she could be on equal footing. Not until she could find some way to make him hers and definitely not until that jerk Chiba could teach her how to break down Motoki's defences and see her as a potential girlfriend. All other plans had gone awry, even with the aid of her friends and she was becoming rather frustrated about it all.
Usagi was sixteen now and the blonde man was nineteen, so the age difference wasn't as vast as it had been when she had first set eyes on him at age fourteen. Apparently, no matter what the girl tried, she was only seen as a little sister type!
The blonde stopped a few feet away and she slipped casually into a chair at an empty table, staring hard at Mamoru, her nemesis. His dark hair was perfect, as always. His clothes were impeccable, even that familiar green jacket. Usagi's fingers began to drum irritably on the tabletop, wondering why she was going over his features. There was nothing new there, and although he seemed good-looking and rather friendly as he sat at the counter chatting to Motoki, he was pretty antisocial.
'He really is handsome when he's not being jerk.' She mused, gazing at his body reclining with lazy grace.
But then a dark scowl spread over her face and she turned her eyes away. How dare those horrible thoughts enter her mind when she was trying to get Motoki? It only strengthened her dislike of him. But Usagi did need him, so this encounter was not going to be pretty.
She could already imagine his scornful words, that mocking glint in his eyes. Was she insane asking him for help? Probably. But beggars couldn't be choosers, as the saying went.
Mamoru stiffened in his chair as she looked back towards him, walking slowly towards the counter. It was almost as if he had sensed her! His head swung in her direction, uncannily pinpointing her position and she groaned under her breath as a wicked smile spread across his face when he saw her.
'How does he do that? Or me for that matter?' She demanded mentally to herself. Once again she was put out by the uncanny way both she and Mamoru seemed to always know exactly where the other was if they were near to each other. It was so odd, but they had always done it and Usagi was frustrated by the fact that she and the guy she loved to hate had some sort of bond. They were enemies and that was all!
"Odango Atama!" Mamoru greeted her, a smug smile curving his lips. His deep blue eyes swept over her from head to toe with his usual mockery. He lived to taunt her! And she was just so easy to bait. "Your expression will freeze that way, if you don't look out." He told her mockingly, noting her thunderous expression with some interest.
The dark-haired man loved their arguments whenever they met and he practically lived to annoy this girl a few years younger than himself. She was just so fun to rile.
"Jerk," Usagi glowered at him, forcing her expression into mild annoyance. She'd be damned if she let her worst enemy get the better of her! Although, she did rather enjoy their verbal battles and sometimes thought up ways to annoy him.
But today was not a good day to get on the blonde's bad side. She was on a mission and unfortunately, the jerk was her only hope.
She had thought long and hard about who to choose to aid her in landing Motoki as a boyfriend and his buddy had been the logical choice. The blonde didn't exactly know a lot of guys and even if the upperclassman and she didn't get along, she sort of trusted him.
"Hi, Usagi. How was School?" Motoki asked in a kind, brotherly way. He frowned a little as he saw her angry expression change to something rather melancholy and was alarmed. The blonde was generally very bubbly and cheered up everyone around her, but something appeared to be wrong.
For a moment, Usagi stared back at him and her mouth opened but nothing came out. She couldn't tell him what was wrong, even if the blonde man was now gazing at her in concern as he saw something was wrong. She recalled her dreams with clarity and all the deep emotions that had come with it.
The guy she met when she fell asleep held her as if she was the most precious thing in the universe and she would often wake up in tears, heart filled with a longing that she couldn't understand. Was it possible to have a real guy she wanted or was she just dreaming?
'I will always love you. Never doubt that.'
She blinked, rather dazed as she recalled the man in her dream speaking so lovingly. Wouldn't it be so wonderful if someone real said that to her? To be loved so deeply and endlessly. The blonde's lips curved into a wistful smile unknowingly, her blue eyes far away.
Mamoru eyed the blonde with a strange expression on his face. She was acting...weird today. "Hello space-cadet!" He stood up and walked over till he stood a foot from her, then waved a hand in front of her face. "Odango?" The upperclassman murmured, a frown forming between his brows when she didn't immediately respond.
There was something on her face that touched a chord deep inside, as if he had seen that self same expression before on someone else. A long time ago.
The blonde came out of her thoughts abruptly as she felt his intent stare and then Mamoru's words hit home and she felt like shrieking in frustration. Why did the upperclassman persist in calling her that annoying name? Making fun of her hair had been something she had put up with her entire life and her Mother was allowed to call her bunny-ears, as she had since her daughter was a child, but no one else her had right.
"Don't call me that, Mamoru!" Her voice rose in agitation and annoyance as she snapped out of her trance and saw that her enemy was standing over her, an uncomfortable a mere foot away. So close that she had to tilt her head back to glare up at him.
"You're acting way more air-headed than usual." He noted quietly, eyes penetrating and slightly concerned despite his tone of voice. This didn't seem like Usagi's usual antics and he was really starting to wonder what was behind her anger. The blonde seemed to be upset and he could see it in the depths of her blue eyes, the way her body was held so stiffly.
Why the hell Mamoru even cared was beyond him!
"Can't you two get along for one afternoon?" Motoki asked pleadingly. He wiped at the counter and watched as the two enemies faced off. Usagi was scowling and Mamoru with a curious expression on his face.
When would those two ever admit that they were totally hung on each other?
If Mamoru and Usagi didn't meet and fight regularly, the world would end. Motoki smirked. Was he the only one that saw the sexual tension between them? Admittedly, Usagi was a bit too young for Mamoru...but that was not a huge problem.
Usagi sighed and smoothed her expression out, completely oblivious to anyone watching her and Mamoru. "I need to talk to you," she muttered under her breath to the handsome older man, looking away. "Privately."
Mamoru was stunned. "What was that, Odango Atama?" he said incredulously. "You want to talk with me privately?" he eyed her suspiciously. "Forgive me if I choose not to be thrilled."
"Oh shut up, you idiot!" Usagi burst out at him, looking back. She glared furiously up at him, wondering why she was bothering. But then she remembered Motoki and her dreams and her courage came flooding back. She didn't want to be alone and the blonde would do anything not to be. Even getting help from this annoying guy, which seemed like making a deal with the devil.
"Can't you ever just take anything at face value? Why must everything be deregulatory and derisive with you?" She went on in a weary tone, wishing she was anywhere but there. Sometimes it became all too much. Being a Senshi and trying to be a normal girl, but the blonde always fought for what she wanted and this was no exception.
Mamoru blinked at her, a little stunned. Not only had Usagi looked at him with a serious and admittedly desperate expression-but she had used big words! 'When did Usagi get so mature and start speaking intelligently? I guess that she is sixteen now-' He mused, studying her face and trying to figure out what on earth she could want with him.
They weren't friends, though she was with Motoki and he was with Rei. They had known each other for years now, but hadn't really socialised, yet he considered that he was closer to the Odango than anyone else. He certainly had dated girls, but wasn't terribly interested in any of them, but he had the usual urges of a hormonal nineteen year old guy.
"Well?" She snapped, loosing her temper. Mamoru had been staring at her for long moments now and she realized that his mind had wandered. Had the question really been that hard? She didn't think so!
Well now, wasn't she in a temper this afternoon? The upperclassman grinned at her annoyed expression and tilted his head to the side in a considering manner, noting happily that her blue eyes became even more furious. "Fine. I'll give you five minutes of my precious time, Odango," he drawled out, pleased to have irritated her, as the blonde's glare became rather baleful. Mamoru acted as if his time was precious and whatever Usagi wanted was a beneath his notice.
He knew that he could be a real bastard sometimes, but there was just something about her that got on his nerves.
Usagi rolled her eyes and turned to stalk away, her hips swinging. Without realizing, his blue eyes lowered down to her ass, her pink skirt as short as usual. She had been wearing them since she was a lot younger and now Mamoru found himself actually gawking at her backside!
Good lord, what the hell was he doing?
The upperclassman jerked his eyes up, a dark expression on his face. She did look rather pretty today though and seemed to be more dressed up as usual. 'Was it for me?' That stunning thought made him stumble over his own feet and he swiftly straightened in embarrassment, glad that the Odango hadn't witnessed his humiliation.
He took a calming breath, wondering if Motoki had spiked his coffee, when he was thinking about annoying younger girl's curves.
She turned around then and threw him a quick look and he hadn't taken the time to completely school his expression into a neutral one. Whatever she saw in his eyes made hers widened and she turned quickly back around. "Interesting," He whispered thoughtfully, a smile curving his lips.
He continued to follow her curiously to the back booths of the arcade. He became amused as he heard her swearing under her breath. Probably at him.
The Senshi of the Moon could feel how stiff her back was as she stopped before a booth and turned, seeing amusement in his eyes. Damn Mamoru, he was already not taking this seriously! She had felt his eyes on her all the way to the back of the Arcade and for some reason it made her blush. She didn't know why she'd had that reaction, but there had been something in the upperclassman's gaze when she had glanced over her shoulder, that made her heart beat a little faster.
She slid into one side of the brown faux leather booths and he obligingly sank down on the bench across the table from her.
They just stared at each other for a moment and then she cleared her throat and a nervous expression crossed her face. Mamoru wondered what she wanted. A truce maybe? 'No, our fights are much too fun and even she knows that.' He thought, bringing his hands up to the tabletop and laying them there casually.
The dark-haired man waited for her to say something, but she seemed to hesitate. It made him very curious and he watched her with slightly narrowed eyes. The Odango brushed a lock of hair from her eyes and then took a deep breath, looking extremely uneasy.
Something suddenly occurred to him and his mouth dropped open slightly. Was Usagi going ask him out?
Usagi saw his blue eyes go wide and he gawked at her for a moment, as if completely shocked by something, but then the look disappeared and she was faced with his usual arrogant one. What on earth had caused that expression? Surely he hadn't guess what she was going to ask?
'What am I saying? Of course he hasn't guessed!' She berated herself. She was just feeling extremely nervous, that was all.
Mamoru rubbed his other hand across his eyes for a moment, tempted to chuckle aloud at his crazy thoughts. Her? Usagi? Asking him out? It would never happen!
'But what would I say if she did?'
He would say no...right?
Of course he would!
No doubt there. None at all…
Shit.
It had shocked him for a moment and then he had realized just how stupid that sounded and he had calmed. There was no way in hell this younger girl would ask out her worst enemy. But for a few short, insane moments, his heart had sped up uncomfortably and the dark-haired man had felt something disturbingly akin to excitement.
He squashed that emotion swiftly with a derisive expression in his eyes, then his hand lowered and he regarded her with mockery. "I don't have all day, Odango. Get on with it." He told her.
What a jerk! Usagi's eyes narrowed at him angrily and she fought the urge to smack him over the head. She was there with him, practically willing to bed for his help and he had to go and act like she was an annoying brat. Her teeth ground together and the small girl fought for calm.
What had she really expected from her worst enemy anyway? Dinner and some light conversation?
She somewhat succeeded and smiled at him slightly. "I need your help with something." Usagi mumbled, startling off their conversation. Her eyes dropped uncomfortably to the tabletop as she waited for his answer and she absently watched his strong slender hands as he put one up to his cheek, resting his elbow on the table and regarded her with raised brows.
He wasn't making this any easier and she felt frustrated and a little angry. But it wasn't Mamoru's fault, as they never really talked and always argued. If she hadn't needed his help, they would never have been sitting cosily in a back booth, with the dark-haired man looking at her with a disconcerting thoroughness.
Mamoru stared at her incredulously for a long moment and then broke into loud mocking laughter. He leaned into the hand against his check, eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, I never thought I'd see this day!" He responded, smirking across the table. She wanted his help and this is what it was all about? Being so secretive and not saying anything in front of Motoki, then leading him to a secluded corner.
Several things had passed his mind, one of them absolutely insane as he had briefly considered that she was going to ask him out or something, but this had not been what he had expected.
He sighed and crossed his arms, expression superior. "What is it? Homework? You know you'll never do well even if you study, but I'm glad that you've finally realised your inadequacies. You're a klutz and the laziest person I know-" He went on, relaxing back into his seat.
"I need your help, you jerk! So stop joking around and pay attention." The Senshi of the Moon snapped in exasperation, cutting right through their customary insults. This was no time to be joking around and she desperately needed his aid. It would have been easier if they were close or even just friends, rather than enemies.
The upperclassman blinked at her in surprise, then a smile curved his lips-eyes filling with amusement. 'She's serious!' He thought mentally. "Let me get this straight. Odango Atama is asking my help?" He asked her incredulously. Why on earth had the blonde come to someone that she constantly fought with, for help? Surely Motoki would have been a better choice? Or even one of her friends?
Then...it had to be something that she couldn't talk to the others about and Mamoru was suddenly very curious about her motives.
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