Title: The Way To Love
Author: Princess Destiny
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Couple: Usagi And Mamoru
Rating: M
15+
Summary: 'One Hour Challenge' #15, 124, 204, 234, 267, 329 and
389: Response Fanfic. Mamoru has to choose a topic for his Psychology
assignment and decides to use the latest in spyware to make Usagi his
guinea pig! But he soon finds himself getting more than an eyeful of
his enemy...
Chapters: 3/?
Status: Unfinished
Year
Completed: N/A
Comments: Hi everyone! Now, for those wondering. Yes, it's going to be perverse and smutty, but for the next few Chapters (After this one), it turns a little serious. But even the serious has some funny moments. I'm addressing a serious issue in the Chapters, which has to do with bullying at school. Hmm, flashbacks of my own school years must have prompted it. Hehehe. I'm sure it's not that uncommon, given the amount of students ever year all over the world...With this Chapter I wanted to show Mamoru a little of what Usagi goes through with her label as a ditz and a dumb-blonde type, so this will be a little perverted like the previous parts, but also a little angsty. I don't want this series just to be a smutty one, but also a look into Mamoru and Usagi's personalities and such. As you'll have guessed, this will mostly be from Mamoru's point of view. It'll change a little later on. I may even write a companion series, with all this from Usagi's POV.
Reviewer Feedback Note 1: To those who have pointed out that this sort of psychology assignment would never have been given out-what plot would I have if it hadn't? Mamoru certainly wouldn't be stalking his worst enemy any other way. And I doubt he'll be handing this assignment in anyway, given the content. LOL. Thanks for the tips though. I wrote this years ago so I can't really change it at this late stage. It does make for amusing scenarios, you have to admit.
Reviewer Feedback Note 2: Yes, there are volume controls for his camera set-up. Mamoru was just warned not to use them, or it then made the act illegal. Which is why he keeps turning it off, since he can't use volume for anything he turns in.
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Princess Destiny
THE WAY TO LOVE
By Princess Destiny
Chapter Three
She'd tripped over once on the way to School, which was pretty good considering who he was watching.
Mamoru sipped his new coffee and sat back to watch the day with excitement. His notepad was on his lap-it'd finally clicked that he'd spilt his coffee all over his pants and the floor and he'd spared only a moment to dash into the bedroom and grab another pair of slacks, then he'd changed while watching the blonde. This was the first day of his assignment and he didn't want to miss a thing.
Of course, it had taken him a while to settle down after Usagi's exhibition in her bedroom, but he'd done it with all the will of Tuxedo Kamen facing down a Youma. So what if he'd seen a remarkably sexy show while peeping on his worst enemy? He'd forget it and move on and...hopefully, she'd skip all that preening the next day.
Usagi arrived at the School gates and was met by a red-headed girl, which Mamoru vaguely remembered as Naru. He'd heard Usagi call her that once. They spoke for a moment and then both raced inside. And then it started...
As the blonde girl raced down the hall, Mamoru saw a group of girls ahead turn to look at her and a distinctly ugly look crossed their faces. Usagi and Naru never seemed to notice as they drew near, but Mamoru just happened to be watching the bottom of the screen and saw a red-headed girl in the group stick her foot out. He gasped, but the Odango was going too fast and didn't see the foot in time.
The screen tilted crazily and the floor came rushing up. A moment later, Usagi was jumping to her feet and turning to face the girls. He expected...something, but to his shock, Usagi actually bowed in apology as if it had been her fault, then turned and continued to run with Naru to class.
His expression darkened. "Those girl deliberately tripped her." he growled, angered. If there was something he couldn't stand, it was bullies. But maybe it was an isolated incident?
The handsome upperclassman relaxed with difficulty and continued to watch as Usagi reached class. The teacher turned from the board and yelled at Usagi, who again bowed and then walked over to her desk and sat down between Makoto and Ami. She was in the third row back. He also saw as that same group of girls entered the class a minute later, were also yelled at and walked past Usagi towards the back of the class, smirking at her.
Mamoru picked up the pen on his lap and began to tap it agitatedly on the pad. He remembered well being an outcast at the orphanage. Being teased. Was it possible that the airhead blonde who always seemed so cheerful, was actually being bullied? It bothered him.
"It bothers me a lot." he muttered, trying to figure out why he cared if his worst enemy was having a bad time. Well, perhaps it was just a random thing? She just happened to be there when they wanted to vent?
Class passed slowly and Mamoru watched Usagi's hands as she doodled on her open book, not taking down any notes from the maths problems on the board. "No wonder she doesn't pass any tests!" His eyes rolled skyward and he shook his head in exasperation.
Usagi drew a few cute bunnies, a crude Sailor Moon and then a strangely detailed picture of Tuxedo Kamen with love hearts surrounding him. "So," he said, flooded with amusement. "Usagi has a crush on Tuxedo Kamen!" he chuckled. Now he had some ammo when they met next! He could pretend he'd overheard her say something.
Mamoru rubbed his hands together in glee. "Yes!" he exclaimed.
The next class was uneventful, as they studied history and Odango spent a lot of the time sleeping. At least, that was the impression he got, since she was lying face-down on the desk and the camera was black. Then, she'd bolt upright and the teacher would be there shouting at her.
A break came next and Odango spent her time with Ami and Makoto, talking about who-knew-what. The blonde stuffed her face with sweets and Mamoru winced. That explained why she was always so hyper! But why wasn't she sitting with her friend, Naru? He saw her from a distance, looking towards Usagi and her friends with a sad expression.
Mamoru thought back over the time he'd known Usagi and he remembered that the blonde and the red-head used to be together a lot, but then Ami, Rei and Makoto had seemed to take over as the best friends and Naru sort of disappeared from the picture. It wasn't like Usagi to be mean to anyone and they didn't seem to be fighting, so why was Naru in the background now?
"Strange," Mamoru murmured, taking a bite of his sandwich. When he'd seen Usagi eat, he'd gotten hungry and spent a minute in the kitchen making a cheese sandwich. He hadn't missed anything though, since she was still stuffing her face when he got back.
The next class turned out to be gym. Mamoru watched Usagi, Makoto and Ami heading into the locker room, his mouth falling open in dismay. "Oh no!" he yelled, throwing his pad and pen to the side and leaping to his feet.
Half-clothed girls filled the screen as Usagi made her way through them and Mamoru's blue eyes went wide. He clapped a hand over his eyed. "Why gym for the love of god!" That meant near-naked Usagi again!
The dark-haired man stood there, shifting from foot to foot and waiting, occasionally peeking through his fingers to see if she was out of the locker room yet.
"Nope," he muttered, closing his fingers again. He'd just seen Makoto's bare back!
"Crap." That made been some girl's naked legs.
"A thong?! Where the hell is the teacher supervision in this place?!" he swiftly closed his eyes as he was subjected to the sight of a minor in something only a woman should have been wearing. Strangely, the sight hadn't stirred any sort of emotion in him but embarrassment. How strange! Usagi's half-naked body had stirred much more than his curiosity!
Mamoru coughed and thrummed the fingers of his free hand on one knee. Why on earth was he finding Usagi so sexy all of a sudden, but not any of the other girls he'd briefly seen changing?
The dark-haired man peeked through his fingers and sighed in relief as he saw Usagi bending over, the camera looking towards the floor. His eyes widened in surprise as he realised she had transferred the pin onto her gym uniform while his hand was over his eyes. "Hmm, I didn't think of that either." he muttered, relieved that Usagi was looking after the pin. At least he would get all of her, instead of staring at the inside of the gym locker!
Odango tied her shoelaces and then straightened slightly. Mamoru's mouth dropped as she did so and camera skimmed up long silky legs, ending with a very short skirt. She finished straightening and raced out of the room with the other girls, all dressed in the same short skirts and white t-shirt. "Woah." he croaked. Why was it he'd never noticed what great legs Odango had in the past? It wasn't like he'd never seen her in a short skirt before, but he just had cared...before.
"Damn," he swore, realisation hitting him. Was he actually...attracted to Usagi? Usagi? "Now way!" he shouted in disbelief. "It's just that I've seen her almost naked and umm..." he trailed off, desperately trying to come up with an answer. "And I've never seen a girl near-naked before! Right." he punched the air above his head in triumph, satisfied with the answer.
That was right; he'd never had a girlfriend and he'd never slept with anyone, so this was really the first time he'd seen a girl like that. "Except for swimmers." he added as an after-thought. But a girl in a bikini wasn't anything new to him, so he actually had seen a girl with that little clothing on...
"Arrgggggh!" he yelled, grabbing handfuls of his hair in frustration. "It's Odango Atama!" he bellowed. "Who cares if she looks hot in a School uniform only half done up, bra gaping and long hair flowing down her back" As he spoke, his face was growing more and more frustrated. "Oh for the love of god! Why did she have to do that little exhibition this morning?!"
Mamoru attention was grabbed when something white flashed on the screen and his head whipped around in time to see a ball smashing into Usagi's face. It bounced off and her hands flew up, her body bending over slightly. "Ouch." he whispered, feeling sorry for her. Makoto and Ami raced over and Mamoru almost laughed as Odango began to jump up and down to try and levitate the pain...
But then he noticed a few faces in the background across the volleyball net and saw it was those same girls from earlier. They weren't only laughing; their faces were filled with malice!
Then the gym teacher's face filled the screen, showing concern and Mamoru couldn't see those horrible girls any more. He picked up the pen absently and began twirling it between his fingers, eyes glittering coldly. He had absolutely no doubt that those girls had pegged that volleyball at Usagi's face on purpose. "Bitches." he said softly, expression dark.
There was some sort of commotion at the corner of the screen and the teacher swung away in time to let Mamoru see Makoto racing at the group of girls. He watched in surprise, then satisfaction as the brunette's fist swung at a blonde girl in the group and connected with her chin firmly. The girl flew back, hitting the ground hard. Usagi stood there, seemingly shocked. No one moved for a moment, but then the gym teacher started gesticulating and shouting at Makoto. Ami watched in dismay as her friend was hauled off by the arm and then everyone seemed to be dismissed and it was back to the change rooms.
"Good girl. I'm really impressed." Mamoru said, blinking. Makoto was fierce when protecting a friend and she seemed to have guessed correctly who had pegged that ball. An emotion surged forward and Mamoru was surprised to find it was satisfaction. A lot of it too. How...strange. He was happy that Makoto had protected Usagi from those bullies.
It gave him pause for a long moment. "Why do I care?" he wondered aloud, perplexed. He was happy to see any bully get what they deserved, but he was feeling especially glad to have seen Usagi protected. He barely noticed as the girls changed back into their School uniforms, so lost in thought was he. It was bewildering. Not only did he seem attracted to Odango, but also somewhat...protective?
What on earth was going on here?
The next two classes were uneventful, with Usagi once again falling asleep and not taking any notes and those bullies never touched her. Makoto came back to class after about twenty minutes, looking chastised, but not in the least sorry. Mamoru was glad of that.
When School ended, Mamoru breathed a sigh of relief. Usagi would go to the Arcade and have fun like she always did and maybe she could forget those girls...until tomorrow. The upperclassman had no doubt this had been going on for a while, but he also sensed that the girls had never gone that far, since Makoto's reaction had been so violent. He didn't know what had set the girls off, but he had an insane urge to do something violent to them also.
The class ended and everyone began trooping out. He could see Makoto ahead and assumed Ami was walking next to Usagi, but then the blonde stopped and turned towards the toilets, waving at Makoto. Mamoru sat up straighter. "She's leaving them?" he said, having a bad feeling in his gut.
Usagi entered the toilets and turned towards the large mirror on the wall. He gasped in sympathy as he saw the black eye she was sporting. So that was where the ball had hit her. Her nose looked a little swollen too. "Poor, Odango." he said soothingly.
She turned towards the toilet stalls briefly, then changed her mind and turned back to the mirror. Mamoru felt a relief, as he realised she could have been going to the toilet and that was something he'd rather not see. "Way too much information there, Chiba." he grinned, watching as Usagi turned on the tap and splashed water on her face. She stared at her reflection for a long time, a sadness in her eyes.
"Why are you so sad, Usagi? And why do you always hide it?" he murmured. It was much more than those girls, he knew. Something else made her eyes that way. Something that weighed on her soul.
Mamoru blinked, then slapped his forehead. "Come on!" he berated. "She's a fifteen year old girl! What could possibly be weighing on Odango Atama's soul?" he sighed and sank back into the couch. She was probably mourning that she didn't have any money for food because she'd spent it on Manga! This was Odango Atama he was looking at. She was a klutz, she was untidy as hell, she pigged out, she wailed like a baby for the smallest things...
"And she's also being bullied at School," Mamoru groaned. "But what do I know? I grew up in an orphanage, maybe getting bullied is a normal thing that kids go through." he didn't know any better.
By the time he'd left the orphanage, he'd gone from being teached, to teaching the kids there. Then, he'd done some modelling to get himself a small place. When he'd turned eighteen, a solicitor had contacted him, saying he had an inheritance from his parents that he couldn't touch till then. And Chiba Mamoru the orphan, scrapping for money, had suddenly become Mamoru the collage student and millionaire. Yep, that was right; the guy who constantly fought with Odango Atama was one of the richest guys in Juuban.
"Wouldn't she be surprised?" he murmured, smiling in satisfaction. Wait, what did he care if she knew he was loaded?
Mamoru suddenly realised that he was starving. He'd been so concerned about Usagi that he hadn't left the TV to get any food. He rose to his feet and stretched, but then he noticed in the mirror's reflection as the bathroom door opened and that group of bullies entered.
Usagi's face tightened and then she turned to face them. Mamoru gasped in horror as he saw them surrounding her and he threw himself at the TV to turn on the volume. He just had to know what they were saying to her! He shook off a strange tingling sensation between his shoulders that was very familiar, but he didn't have the time right then to bother with it right then.
"Well, well, if it isn't the dumb blonde." The red-headed girl sneered. She'd been the one to trip Usagi in the hall that morning.
"I'm not dumb." Usagi said quietly.
"Of course you are, bitch!" The blonde girl snarled, tossing her long blonde hair over her shoulder haughtily. There was a large bruise on her chin from where Makoto's fist had connected and Mamoru smiled. It served her right!
Usagi seemed to flinch from the words, the camera shuddering a little. Mamoru's fists clenched. Where were her friends? "Leave, Usagi!" he urged her, wishing he could help.
The small blonde seemed to have the same idea and she tried to slip around the girls, but they wouldn't let her past.
"Where do you think you're going, idiot?" A brunette said slyly, crossing her arms. Tell me truthfully now...you inhaled a lot of glue fumes as a child, right?" she went on. "It's a wonder you even got into this School. You should be with the 2nd graders."
"That's right," The last girl said, eyes cold. She smoothed her hands down over her short black hair and eyed Usagi with a calculating expression.
The five girls stood there, malicious looks on their faces. They were obviously about to make a move.
The blonde fingered her cheek and smiled nastily at Usagi. "You owe me for this bruise, you stupid cow!" her hand shot up and Mamoru's breath caught-but to everyone's astonishment, the blonde girl blocked the slap. She also blocked the punch the red-head sent at her and the kick that the smaller brunette tried.
Usagi...knew some form of martial arts?! No way.
"What the hell? When did she learn to do that?" Mamoru gaped at the TV screen, poleaxed. And if she could protect herself that way, then she could probably fight also...so why didn't she ever protect herself?
The girls just stared at her, stunned also.
"What the hell?" Another voice snarled from behind the group of girls attacking Usagi. They stepped aside and Mamoru saw Rei, Ami and Makoto there, faces furious. Little Ami looked like she was ready to go homicidal! He gaped at her.
"Just what the fuck do you think you're doing, Amanda?" Makoto went on menacingly, cracking her knuckles.
Rei glared in hatred, her purple eyes seeming to burn. "How dare you corner Usagi in here."
"I saw everything." Ami said quietly, her blue eyes icy. She actually seemed to radiate menace that Mamoru could feel even though the camera.
"Everyone!" Usagi said with relief, slumping. She skirted around the group of bullies and her friends closed in around her protectively, keeping themselves between the blonde and the other girls.
To Be Continued...
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