Hiya, minna! It's me, Bunny. I changed my screen name to Star Bunny, because there were so many bunnies out there. Well, here's my new fanfic. It's set in the first season, before Tokyo Tower but after Venus arrives. I hope you enjoy it... and email me, because if I don't get any email, you won't get the next chapter! *evil laugh*
Disclaimer: Sailor Moon belongs to Naoko-sensei. This story, however, is property of me, Star Bunny. So... nyah! ^_~
Rushing In
By Star Bunny (bunny28@hehe.com)
Rated: PG
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Prologue
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What if you suddenly got what you had wanted for your entire life? People say that you should be careful what you wish for because it may come true, but that is not always true. Sometimes the very thing that we want is exactly what we need.
* * * * * * * * *
Tsukino Usagi was very content with her life. She was passing English, a miracle in itself, there hadn't been a youma in a month, and it was almost summertime! Soon she would be out of middle school for forever.
Usagi momentarily paused on the sidewalk as she contemplated that. No more middle school *ever*. If that weren't enough to make her eternally thankful, she need only think of how much closer the high school was to her house and how she never had to see Ms. Haruna again. Yes, high school would be bliss. She planned to take full advantage of the extra 5 minutes she could sleep in next year.
But the biggest thing that had been on her mind lately was Tuxedo Kamen. Since there hadn't been a battle in so long, Usagi had found herself really missing the dashing hero. For the last two years he had been an integral part of her life. She found herself wishing for the thousandth time that she knew who he was. Now *that* would make her day. But since she wasn't likely to find that out, she would have to assuage herself with video games in the Crown. She was getting very close to beating the fifth level of the Sailor V game, and her goal was to defeat the final bad guy before she left middle school. For while she was excited to be leaving middle school, she wasn't foolish enough to think that she would have any extra time in high school.
But upon entering the video arcade, Usagi was shocked to find that seated at her beloved game was her arch nemesis.
"Motoki-onii-san! How could you let Mamoru take my game! He knows that I come here every day."
"Gomen Usagi-chan, but I can't reserve the game for you. You and Mamoru are going to have to work this out for yourselves." Motoki smiled to himself as he saw Usagi storm over to Mamoru, ready to defend her rights. Motoki did love a good fight, and the combination of Chiba Mamoru and Tsukino Usagi was pure entertainment. True, they were both his very good friends, but can't a guy have a little fun? This was classic! If only they knew how many times he had caught them on camera! And from the way this one seemed to be heating up, he would need to get the camera out. This one would be worth recording.
"I don't see why you have to be so selfish. These games are here for everyone to play. Just because you are here every day doesn't mean that it belongs to you. Grow up, Odango!"
"You grow up, Mamoru-san! You knew very well that I would be here today, and you did this just to annoy me. Because that's the type of jerk you are. I bet you don't even *like* the Sailor V game -- you're only playing it to make me mad! And that's why I hate you."
"So that's the reason, eh? And all this time I thought you hated me because I made better grades than you did. I'm so glad that you informed me of this."
"OOH!" she fumed. Motoki was sure he could see steam coming out of her ears.
"You really should learn to control your temper, Odango. It's not healthy to be angry so often." Mamoru's mocking voice only made Usagi angrier, so she did the only thing she could think of doing.
"Some day you WILL regret being so mean to me, Chiba Mamoru. Some day you'll realize what a mistake you made. Because I'm going to make your life MISERABLE!!" And with that said, she flew out of the arcade.
Once she was gone, Mamoru turned around at the sound of clapping.
"Man, that was a good one! Even I didn't know that you could be so cruel to her. You sure you aren't taking this just a bit too far?" Motoki asked, camera safely hidden beneath the counter.
"I don't know, Motoki-kun. I think that anything's fair in our fights. But I never mean to get so... brutal. I don't feel bad about it, though. She deserves whatever I say."
"And why is that?"
"Because she gives just as good as she gets."
* * * * * * * * *
That night, Usagi was fuming at her desk, brainstorming ways to end Chiba Mamoru's existence without actually killing him. The list was quite long and detailed.
But unfortunately (well sort of), she was interrupted by a persistent beeping. For a second she just sat thinking, wondering what could possibly be making that noise.
"OH! The communicator! There must be another attack!" Usagi jumped out of her seat and began frantically searching the room. "I wonder where I left it...." She finally found it, underneath a pile of half-finished homework assignments. It was Rei who had made the call.
"There's an attack at the temple. I need some back-up here! I think it's a new general!" That woke Usagi up. There hadn't been an attack since Zoicite had been destroyed in the last battle. In fact, they hadn't heard anything from the Dark Kingdom since that day.
Serena set her face into a scowl. "I hate youma. Almost as much as I hate Mamoru!" With that said, she transformed and ran over to the temple.
When she reached the spot, she understood why Mars wasn't having much luck with this one. This youma spat fireballs out her mouth, and fighting fire with fire didn't work in this case. Mars had managed to hit her with a few charms, but they had done little else but slow her down.
"How dare you return to your crimes of evil just when I was getting used to the break! For disturbing my peace and quiet I will not forgive you. I am the pretty sailor-suited soldier Sailor Moon! In the name of the moon, I'll punish -- EEP!" Sailor Moon shrieked as she dove out of the way of a fireball. "I guess I'm a little out of practice on that speech," she muttered to herself. But, undaunted, she proceeded to attack.
"Moon Tiara Magic!" The tiara hit the youma straight on. "HAI, I'm good!"
"Not good enough, odango," Mars replied, amused. The youma had been hurt by the tiara, but it easily recovered and was gearing up for another round of attacks.
"Iie!" Sailor Moon whined. "You're supposed to die!" This slight hesitation proved very dangerous for Sailor Moon, as she was straight in the line of fire -- literally. She shrieked and started to dive out of the way, but she tripped over her boots and landed on her bottom. Ordinarily she would cry, but Sailor Moon was not one to wail when she was about to die. She could only sit still and stare at the approaching fire like a deer caught in headlights.
A few milliseconds later, she was reminded of the other reason she never wailed. She was *always* rescued. And not by just anyone. She always ended up in the arms of the dashing-est, handsomest, strongest man ever known to the earth. And now that she was safe in his arms and not about to die, she could fully enjoy it.
"Tuxedo Kamen-sama..." she sighed appreciatively as he set her down. He gave her a bemused smile.
"Finish her off, Sailor Moon."
Oh yeah. Right. Youma, her mind slowly registered.
"Moon Tiara Magic!" The attack hit her straight in her mouth right when a fireball was forming. There must have been some weird combination between the fireball and the tiara, for the next thing anybody saw was the youma blowing up.
"Haha! Dusted!" Sailor Moon looked at the burning pile of youma and giggled. "Well, sort of."
"Good job, Sailor Moon."
She turned around to see Tuxedo Kamen a scant inches from her face. She gulped nervously, aware for the thousandth time what his presence did to her. It was such a powerful feeling, and yet it seemed so...worthless. Power didn't exist unless it was acted upon; that was something she had learned as Sailor Moon. However, she was used to the gnawing feeling that his presence produced, and she knew how to deal with it.
But she was not prepared for him to suddenly grasp her chin and gently bring his face down to hers. His kiss was sweet and innocent, and yet Sailor Moon could feel the passion behind it. She was hit with the sudden sensation that he was protecting her again. And that made her love him all the more.
He kissed her one last time before backing away ever so slightly. She could see his roguish smile and possessive glances, but she also saw the slight blush on his cheeks.
"I missed you, Sailor Moon," he spoke softly.
"I- I... me too," she whispered. She was so nervous! She had never been kissed before. Now what was she supposed to do.... and what if the senshi had seen them?! She self-consciously raised a hand to her still tingling lips and closed her eyes.
"Sailor Moon?" She opened her eyes, only to be met with a mask. Stupid mask! "Sailor Moon, promise me that you'll never change."
"Nani?"
"Promise me that no matter what happens that you'll always be the person you are now: innocent, sweet, and strong."
"I'm not strong, Tuxedo Kamen-sama," she mumbled, head down. Once again he took hold of her chin.
"You are strong, Sailor Moon. It's one of the reasons why I love you."
Sailor Moon gasped and took a step back. "You... I -- you... me?! But why?" she whimpered, eyes filling with tears. Tuxedo Kamen touched his palm to her cheek, gently rubbing her skin.
"I already told you, little one. Because you are sweet, innocent, and strong. And it doesn't hurt that you're beautiful, too."
"I'm none of those thing, Tuxedo Kamen. I don't deserve your love." This only caused him to draw her in closer to his body and begin rubbing her back with his other hand.
"I'm afraid, my dear, that it's I who doesn't deserve you. Which is why I don't intend to pursue this any further tonight. You are too good for me." He kissed her forehead and began to walk away.
"Wait, Tuxedo Kamen-sama! Don't go!" He instantly stopped.
"Onegai don't go just yet..." she pleaded, "I've missed you so much this past month!"
"Why?" he whispered breathlessly.
"Be- because I love you!" she squeaked quickly, terrified at what she had just said.
"You love me?" he asked tenderly.
"I adore you," she said with a bit more confidence.
He laughed. Not a small chuckle or a little giggle. He outright laughed. Hurt, Sailor Moon started to leave.
"Iie, it's not what you think. It's just that I never thought I'd hear that from you." When she didn't stop, he ran after her.
"Before you leave, at least let me ask you one question."
"What is it?" she asked tersely. But however mad she had been, she forgot it all when he dropped to one knee and took her hand.
"Will you marry me?"
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Ooh... What will happen next...? Write me and you'll find out! I love feedback! Onegai?
Bunny ^_^
"One kind kiss before we part,
Drop a tear and bid adieu;
Though we sever, my fond heart
Till we meet shall pant for you. "
Robert Dodsley (1703-1764): The Parting Kiss
Disclaimer: Sailor Moon belongs to Naoko-sensei. This story, however, is property of me, Star Bunny. So... nyah! ^_~
Rushing In
By Star Bunny (bunny28@hehe.com)
Rated: PG
----------
Prologue
----------
What if you suddenly got what you had wanted for your entire life? People say that you should be careful what you wish for because it may come true, but that is not always true. Sometimes the very thing that we want is exactly what we need.
* * * * * * * * *
Tsukino Usagi was very content with her life. She was passing English, a miracle in itself, there hadn't been a youma in a month, and it was almost summertime! Soon she would be out of middle school for forever.
Usagi momentarily paused on the sidewalk as she contemplated that. No more middle school *ever*. If that weren't enough to make her eternally thankful, she need only think of how much closer the high school was to her house and how she never had to see Ms. Haruna again. Yes, high school would be bliss. She planned to take full advantage of the extra 5 minutes she could sleep in next year.
But the biggest thing that had been on her mind lately was Tuxedo Kamen. Since there hadn't been a battle in so long, Usagi had found herself really missing the dashing hero. For the last two years he had been an integral part of her life. She found herself wishing for the thousandth time that she knew who he was. Now *that* would make her day. But since she wasn't likely to find that out, she would have to assuage herself with video games in the Crown. She was getting very close to beating the fifth level of the Sailor V game, and her goal was to defeat the final bad guy before she left middle school. For while she was excited to be leaving middle school, she wasn't foolish enough to think that she would have any extra time in high school.
But upon entering the video arcade, Usagi was shocked to find that seated at her beloved game was her arch nemesis.
"Motoki-onii-san! How could you let Mamoru take my game! He knows that I come here every day."
"Gomen Usagi-chan, but I can't reserve the game for you. You and Mamoru are going to have to work this out for yourselves." Motoki smiled to himself as he saw Usagi storm over to Mamoru, ready to defend her rights. Motoki did love a good fight, and the combination of Chiba Mamoru and Tsukino Usagi was pure entertainment. True, they were both his very good friends, but can't a guy have a little fun? This was classic! If only they knew how many times he had caught them on camera! And from the way this one seemed to be heating up, he would need to get the camera out. This one would be worth recording.
"I don't see why you have to be so selfish. These games are here for everyone to play. Just because you are here every day doesn't mean that it belongs to you. Grow up, Odango!"
"You grow up, Mamoru-san! You knew very well that I would be here today, and you did this just to annoy me. Because that's the type of jerk you are. I bet you don't even *like* the Sailor V game -- you're only playing it to make me mad! And that's why I hate you."
"So that's the reason, eh? And all this time I thought you hated me because I made better grades than you did. I'm so glad that you informed me of this."
"OOH!" she fumed. Motoki was sure he could see steam coming out of her ears.
"You really should learn to control your temper, Odango. It's not healthy to be angry so often." Mamoru's mocking voice only made Usagi angrier, so she did the only thing she could think of doing.
"Some day you WILL regret being so mean to me, Chiba Mamoru. Some day you'll realize what a mistake you made. Because I'm going to make your life MISERABLE!!" And with that said, she flew out of the arcade.
Once she was gone, Mamoru turned around at the sound of clapping.
"Man, that was a good one! Even I didn't know that you could be so cruel to her. You sure you aren't taking this just a bit too far?" Motoki asked, camera safely hidden beneath the counter.
"I don't know, Motoki-kun. I think that anything's fair in our fights. But I never mean to get so... brutal. I don't feel bad about it, though. She deserves whatever I say."
"And why is that?"
"Because she gives just as good as she gets."
* * * * * * * * *
That night, Usagi was fuming at her desk, brainstorming ways to end Chiba Mamoru's existence without actually killing him. The list was quite long and detailed.
But unfortunately (well sort of), she was interrupted by a persistent beeping. For a second she just sat thinking, wondering what could possibly be making that noise.
"OH! The communicator! There must be another attack!" Usagi jumped out of her seat and began frantically searching the room. "I wonder where I left it...." She finally found it, underneath a pile of half-finished homework assignments. It was Rei who had made the call.
"There's an attack at the temple. I need some back-up here! I think it's a new general!" That woke Usagi up. There hadn't been an attack since Zoicite had been destroyed in the last battle. In fact, they hadn't heard anything from the Dark Kingdom since that day.
Serena set her face into a scowl. "I hate youma. Almost as much as I hate Mamoru!" With that said, she transformed and ran over to the temple.
When she reached the spot, she understood why Mars wasn't having much luck with this one. This youma spat fireballs out her mouth, and fighting fire with fire didn't work in this case. Mars had managed to hit her with a few charms, but they had done little else but slow her down.
"How dare you return to your crimes of evil just when I was getting used to the break! For disturbing my peace and quiet I will not forgive you. I am the pretty sailor-suited soldier Sailor Moon! In the name of the moon, I'll punish -- EEP!" Sailor Moon shrieked as she dove out of the way of a fireball. "I guess I'm a little out of practice on that speech," she muttered to herself. But, undaunted, she proceeded to attack.
"Moon Tiara Magic!" The tiara hit the youma straight on. "HAI, I'm good!"
"Not good enough, odango," Mars replied, amused. The youma had been hurt by the tiara, but it easily recovered and was gearing up for another round of attacks.
"Iie!" Sailor Moon whined. "You're supposed to die!" This slight hesitation proved very dangerous for Sailor Moon, as she was straight in the line of fire -- literally. She shrieked and started to dive out of the way, but she tripped over her boots and landed on her bottom. Ordinarily she would cry, but Sailor Moon was not one to wail when she was about to die. She could only sit still and stare at the approaching fire like a deer caught in headlights.
A few milliseconds later, she was reminded of the other reason she never wailed. She was *always* rescued. And not by just anyone. She always ended up in the arms of the dashing-est, handsomest, strongest man ever known to the earth. And now that she was safe in his arms and not about to die, she could fully enjoy it.
"Tuxedo Kamen-sama..." she sighed appreciatively as he set her down. He gave her a bemused smile.
"Finish her off, Sailor Moon."
Oh yeah. Right. Youma, her mind slowly registered.
"Moon Tiara Magic!" The attack hit her straight in her mouth right when a fireball was forming. There must have been some weird combination between the fireball and the tiara, for the next thing anybody saw was the youma blowing up.
"Haha! Dusted!" Sailor Moon looked at the burning pile of youma and giggled. "Well, sort of."
"Good job, Sailor Moon."
She turned around to see Tuxedo Kamen a scant inches from her face. She gulped nervously, aware for the thousandth time what his presence did to her. It was such a powerful feeling, and yet it seemed so...worthless. Power didn't exist unless it was acted upon; that was something she had learned as Sailor Moon. However, she was used to the gnawing feeling that his presence produced, and she knew how to deal with it.
But she was not prepared for him to suddenly grasp her chin and gently bring his face down to hers. His kiss was sweet and innocent, and yet Sailor Moon could feel the passion behind it. She was hit with the sudden sensation that he was protecting her again. And that made her love him all the more.
He kissed her one last time before backing away ever so slightly. She could see his roguish smile and possessive glances, but she also saw the slight blush on his cheeks.
"I missed you, Sailor Moon," he spoke softly.
"I- I... me too," she whispered. She was so nervous! She had never been kissed before. Now what was she supposed to do.... and what if the senshi had seen them?! She self-consciously raised a hand to her still tingling lips and closed her eyes.
"Sailor Moon?" She opened her eyes, only to be met with a mask. Stupid mask! "Sailor Moon, promise me that you'll never change."
"Nani?"
"Promise me that no matter what happens that you'll always be the person you are now: innocent, sweet, and strong."
"I'm not strong, Tuxedo Kamen-sama," she mumbled, head down. Once again he took hold of her chin.
"You are strong, Sailor Moon. It's one of the reasons why I love you."
Sailor Moon gasped and took a step back. "You... I -- you... me?! But why?" she whimpered, eyes filling with tears. Tuxedo Kamen touched his palm to her cheek, gently rubbing her skin.
"I already told you, little one. Because you are sweet, innocent, and strong. And it doesn't hurt that you're beautiful, too."
"I'm none of those thing, Tuxedo Kamen. I don't deserve your love." This only caused him to draw her in closer to his body and begin rubbing her back with his other hand.
"I'm afraid, my dear, that it's I who doesn't deserve you. Which is why I don't intend to pursue this any further tonight. You are too good for me." He kissed her forehead and began to walk away.
"Wait, Tuxedo Kamen-sama! Don't go!" He instantly stopped.
"Onegai don't go just yet..." she pleaded, "I've missed you so much this past month!"
"Why?" he whispered breathlessly.
"Be- because I love you!" she squeaked quickly, terrified at what she had just said.
"You love me?" he asked tenderly.
"I adore you," she said with a bit more confidence.
He laughed. Not a small chuckle or a little giggle. He outright laughed. Hurt, Sailor Moon started to leave.
"Iie, it's not what you think. It's just that I never thought I'd hear that from you." When she didn't stop, he ran after her.
"Before you leave, at least let me ask you one question."
"What is it?" she asked tersely. But however mad she had been, she forgot it all when he dropped to one knee and took her hand.
"Will you marry me?"
* * * * * * * * *
Ooh... What will happen next...? Write me and you'll find out! I love feedback! Onegai?
Bunny ^_^
"One kind kiss before we part,
Drop a tear and bid adieu;
Though we sever, my fond heart
Till we meet shall pant for you. "
Robert Dodsley (1703-1764): The Parting Kiss