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Chapter 4
Mamoru stared at a slumped over Usagi for a split second before realizing she had passed out. He quickly put his hand to her neck, sighing in relief when he felt a pulse. 'It looks like she just fainted, But I wonder why she doesn't want to go to a hospital?' Mamoru thought to himself as he repositioned Usagi on her back. He felt torn, because she really did need a doctor, but he wanted to respect her wishes. Maybe she was just deathly afraid of them. If that was the case, he did not want her to wake up and be scared. He wouldn't put her through that if he could help it. He was in med school, he could probably attend to her wound and keep her out of the hospital and if she got worse, he could always take her in later. Satisfied with his plan of action, Mamoru began tending to her wound again. As he was cleaning the area, he found himself wondering how it happened. 'She probably didn't listen to me and followed me to the park.' Mamoru thought, a little angry with the blond beauty. The Youma was throwing barbs left and right and she could have easily been hit by one. 'She's lucky it was just her leg and not someplace worse…' He thought as he finished cleaning the wound and wrapped a pressure dressing on it. The bleeding had all but stopped, and he was satisfied with his patch work. He pulled the covers over her to warm her chilled skin and just sat there looking at her sleeping form. She could have been killed and there was no way around that fact. His hope that they could be together plummeted as he realized the danger she would be in. 'We were together not even for a day and she got hurt.' He thought bitterly. Mamoru got up and went into his living room, a wave of depression washing over him as he realized what he would have to do once Usagi woke up. They couldn't be together, and he had to break her heart with that fact. He slumped onto his couch and put his hands to his face as he thought of what she told him before losing consciousness. She loved him, the unsurpassable joy he had felt with her confession completely squashed as it was all for nothing. She was the one woman who loved him, she knew him, and had even read his most secret desires and wishes in his journal. She was his first and he was hers. His whole being screamed that she was made for him, and still, he couldn't have her. The whole thing made him want to curl in a ball and weep for the unfairness of it all. He finally found someone to share things with, to express his love with, and it couldn't be. Pushing back the consuming despair, Mamoru got up and walked back into his bedroom to check on Usagi. She was still in the same place he had left her, sleeping peacefully. After checking her pulse, Mamoru lay on the bed beside her. He just lay there, watching her sleep, dimly aware that it would be the last time he would ever do that. Her even breathing eventually caused his eyelids to become heavy, however, and he fell asleep.
Usagi awoke to excruciating pain in her sides. Whimpering, she opened her eyes to determine what was causing her the pain. The room was rapidly darkening, but she could just make out Mamoru's bedroom. The relief that she felt because Mamoru had respected her wishes of not going to the hospital was buried underneath the pain she was feeling. Looking down at herself, she saw that Mamoru's arm was slung across her, directly on her broken ribs. She quickly grabbed his arm and slung it off of herself, rolling over into a sitting position and attempting to breath through the slowly fading pain. When the sharp pain eased to a dull ache, she glanced down at her injured leg that Mamoru had apparently bandaged. She tested her leg by lifting it, bending the knee, and straightening it again. It seemed to have healed pretty well, and was only a little sore. 'Now just need my ribs to heal.' She thought as she took a shaky, painful breath. It wasn't the first time she had broken ribs, and she was sure it wouldn't be the last with her line of work. Now that her open wound felt healed up, it shouldn't take too long for the ribs to heal, a few days tops.
"Are you feeling better?" Came a worried voice beside her. "You shouldn't be sitting up Usako…Usagi.." Mamoru corrected, "You need to rest." He finished as he got up out of bed and turned on the bedside lamp. He walked around to the side where Usagi was sitting on his bed and sat in a chair facing her. 'Oh no,' Usagi thought, 'What went on in that head of his while I was resting?' She questioned herself as she studied a distant Mamoru.
"I'm feeling much better, thank you." Usagi said as she moved to get up. Mamoru rushed to her side and grabbed her, trying to gently push her back down.
"I told you that you didn't need to get up!" Mamoru scolded her. Usagi brushed his hands away and stood up straight, relieved that she didn't wobble and the room did not spin.
"And I told you that I feel much better, I'm fine, see?" She asked him, gesturing to herself standing without assistance. "I heal fast, one little barb isn't going to stop me.." She continued.
"So I was right," Mamoru accused, "You didn't listen to me and went down to the fight after all."
"Well…sort of…but it's not what you think…" Usagi began, attempting to explain, but was cut of by Mamoru who began pacing the room.
"Damn-it Usagi! You could have been killed! You see? I told you that this couldn't work out. You were with me for less than a day and you were almost killed…" Mamoru informed her, before sitting down in his chair again with his hands on his face.
"Mamo-chan…" Usagi began, "You don't understand…"
"No I understand," Mamoru interrupted, "You were hurt because you were involved with me, and I'm involved in this dangerous battle with the Negaverse…Don't you see Usagi? WE CAN'T be together…I will not have you injured again." He told her, looking into her eyes pleadingly, hoping that she would understand. Ignoring her painful side, Usagi crossed to Mamoru and grabbed his face in her hands.
"Listen to me….No LISTEN to ME!" Usagi tried again when he attempted to talk. "You are not the reason that I was hurt, I went down to that battle under my own power."
"You wouldn't have even been near the battle scene if it wasn't for me. It's too dangerous to be near me, in fact…you've spent too much time around me already…I should probably take you home." Mamoru said cooly as he brushed Usagi's hands off and stood up in an attempt to distance himself from the pain of losing Usagi. "I'll help you get dressed," He continued in the same emotionless tone, "I promise I won't look…" Mamoru trailed off as he made his way into the living room to retrieve her things, a livid Usagi on his heals.
"Stop it Mamoru," Usagi told him, as he was busy searching for her discarded clothes from earlier. He grabbed up her underwear and was looking underneath the couch for her dress. "I SAID STOP IT!" Usagi screamed at him, causing Mamoru to finally stop and look at Usagi. "Do you honestly think that I went down there just to see you fight, dressed like this no less?" She asked him, gesturing to her attire, Wincing when she forgot about her ribs. "Ow…" She moaned to herself, wrapping her arms around her ribs for support. Mamoru was at her side in an instant.
"What is it? Is it your leg? Here," he said, gently maneuvering her towards the couch to sit down, "let me have a look at it. It was a nasty wound." He continued against Usagi's protesting.
"My leg is fine Mamoru…" She attempted to tell him as he carefully undid her bandage, not listening to her as he was trying to be careful. After removing the wrap, he slowly removed the bloody gauze, and then just stared at her leg. What was a massive, bloody hole just a few hours ago, now looked like an old scar that was weeks old. Usagi, noticing his stunned look, looked away from his gaze.
"I…I don't…I don't understand." He finally said, looking up at a Usagi who seemed to find his apartment contents more interesting all of a sudden.
"I told you. I heal fast." Usagi told him, finally looking back into his questioning eyes. She had already decided to tell him that she was Sailor Moon, actually she had been trying, but the stubborn Baka wouldn't listen.
"You heal fast…How?" Mamoru repeated, looking down at her leg. "and if it's healed…why did you say ow?" He questioned. Usagi continued to look at Mamoru, before standing up.
"Help me with this," she said, gesturing to his shirt that she was wearing trying to lift it off of herself, but unable to do so with her ribs. When he just stood there, she decided to use the buttons and moved her hands to the front to work on the removing the shirt herself.
"Usagi!" Mamoru protested, "We can't do that now…Stop trying to undress yourself…" He grabbed her hands in his in an attempt to stop her from unbuttoning the last button. It was hard enough as it was to talk with her while she wore just his shirt. It didn't exactly cover her bottom completely with him getting constant glimpses of her milky white skin.
"Oh don't flatter yourself Mamo-chan, I wanted to show you why I was in pain, or still am…" Usagi told him as he let go of her hand and let her undo the last button, wincing again as she slid the shirt from her shoulders. Mamoru's mouth dropped open as he stared at a naked Usagi. Not because she had a gorgeous body, but because the torso of that gorgeous body was nearly black with bruises. Large bruises covered her abdomen along both sides, with them being more prominent on the right.
"Oh my God…" Mamoru said as he took a cautious step towards her… "How?" He questioned looking at her face for answers. Surely if the Youma hurt her this much, he would have seen it. A stray barb was one thing, this was a blunt injury. 'The only one I know that could have gotten injured like that in the fight was…' He thought surprised as the pieces fell together.
"Broken ribs…It's what I get for playing chicken with a Youma." Usagi told him, "I think she got the worst of it though." She finished, laughing lightly as she thought of the dusted Youma. Mamoru was still silent, staring at her like she had grown two heads. "So you see? I didn't go down to the battle for you…I went to the battle because it is my job, as Sailor Moon, to punish evil…you know, in the name of the moon and all that?" Usagi said confidently. "Also, you can't use the excuse that your life is too dangerous for us to be together, because as I see it…my life is plenty dangerous without you. At least with us together, you'll be in a better position to protect me better." She suggested as she closed the distance between them and took his face in her hands once again. "I meant what I said Mamo-chan, I love you, and I want to be with you. Negaverse or no Negaverse…it doesn't matter to me. Sure, we live in this time of evil and uncertainty, but that just means we should hold on tight to the one certainty that we know for sure; our love for each other." She finished as she touched her lips to his. Mamoru finally responded back and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her back passionately. "Owe!" Usagi said into his lips, effectively breaking their kiss. "Maybe just a little softer?" She suggested, grabbing her protesting ribs.
"Oh I'm sorry Usagi." Mamoru said, lightening his hold on her and placing his forehead against hers. "So…Sailor Moon huh?" He asked her as she smiled and nodded. "You know, for a while there, I thought I was going to have to let you go." He informed her, relieved that he was able to keep his Usako after all and still reeling a bit from her admission to being the Senshi of the Moon.
"Never." Usagi informed him, putting her arms back around him and hugging him as hard as she could without causing herself pain. "I have a feeling that you are going to be stuck with me forever, Mamo-chan!" She told him smugly, pulling back to look him in the eyes.
"That is perfectly fine with me, I mean…Not every one can say that their girlfriend is the greatest superhero in Tokyo." he finished, winking at her as he brought up their earlier discussion. Usagi laughed, wincing a bit as the movement jarred her ribs.
"Oh? You've changed your mind about that huh?" She teased him.
"Well, after what I saw you do today, don't EVER do that again by the way, I would have to say that you are a pretty badass superhero!" Mamoru told her, still smiling. Usagi laughed again, mindful of her ribs and pulled Mamoru onto the couch in a seated position, leaning against him and drawing her legs up. "I am serious though, don't do that again, you nearly gave me a heart attack, and that was before I knew who you were. Imagine if I had to watch that again, knowing it was YOU!" Mamoru finished in a shutter as he thought of how the Youma slammed her small form hard into the tree. "It's going to be hard enough as it is to let you go into battle at all now…don't get me wrong," He continued when he caught her warning look, "I'm not going to stop you…I just, Well, you know…I love you so much, I don't want to lose you." He confessed, causing Usagi to smile sweetly up at him.
"You're not going to lose me, I happen to have this amazing man that comes to my rescue in battles…" Usagi informed him before continuing, "You know, this is the first time you have told me that you loved me."
"You knew I loved you, you read it remember? In my Journal? Which reminds me, I really need to find a better place to keep that where I won't lose it again." Mamoru said, thinking about where he could safely stash it.
"Yeah, but saying it is a whole lot different than writing it. I'd say, you are learning to express yourself very well…may need several more lessons though…" Usagi trailed off mischievously as she gently climbed onto his lap before continuing. "…and pretty soon, you won't even need to write in a journal" Mamoru grabbed her hips as she slowly began rocking into him and kissing on his neck.
"Usagi," he warned her, "I don't want to hurt your ribs." Her movements making him hard in seconds.
"That's 'Usako' to you, and as long as you let me HANDLE things," she informed him as she reached between them, into his shorts and palmed his arousal, "I should be okay." Before Mamoru could think of a response, she had pulled him out and slid him inside her in one smooth, but gentle motion.
"Mmmm….Mamo-chan…I think having you inside me is now one of my favorite things…" She told him seductively as she moved up causing his erection to almost come out, before she slid slowly back down onto him. "Do you like being inside me Mamo-chan?" She asked, while continuing her seductively slow pace.
"Oh God yes! Usako!" Mamoru managed to croak out as she touched and teased him. Usagi's rib pain forgotten, she quickened the pace, completely lost in the feeling of him.
"Touch me!" She begged as she threw her head back as she was quickly approaching the edge. Mamoru hesitated before Usagi grabbed his hands and brought them to her breasts, squeezing them underneath her hands in encouragement. "Oh God! Mamo-chan!" Usagi cried out, "I'm gonna…I'm…I'm…" She tried to talk, but was consumed with pleasure as Mamoru was now meeting her thrust for thrust.
"Cum for me Usako…" Mamoru murmured huskily, delighted when her body tensed in orgasm. She screamed out as she came, her juices soaking him as her inner walls contracted around him. Not being able to hold out much longer, Mamoru followed her; emptying himself into her wet heat.
"Yep…new favorite thing…" Usagi told Mamoru as she sat on top of him on the couch, both still breathing heavily. "That was…incredible!" She finished seductively, giving him a kiss on the lips once more. "Just one thing though…" She continued.
"Anything for you Usako." Mamoru told her sweetly.
"Do you have an ice pack?" She asked, her ribs starting to really protest what they just did. "It's funny how I could ignore the rib pain when I am about to orgasm, but as soon as that fades…" Usagi winced as she tried to sit up straight. Mamoru, stood up and carried her into his bedroom, before gently depositing her on his bed and pulling out of her.
"I'll take care of you Usako." He told her as he gave her a sweet kiss. "Do you need anything else? Are you hungry? Ha! I know, stupid question" He teased into her lips, causing Usagi to giggle.
"Actually, I am pretty hungry, and can I use your phone? I need to tell my parents I am not coming home tonight, and let the girls know I am okay." Mamoru picked up his bedside phone and handed it to her before walking out of his room.
"I'll make us some dinner while you're on the phone." He called over his shoulder. Usagi thought for a second, before dialing her parents number. After a brief conversation with her mom, she got permission to stay over at 'Rei's' house and ended the call.
"Hey Mamo-chan! I spoke with my mom. I am all your's for the night! " Usagi called to him, smiling when she heard an enthusiastic "yess!" Coming from the kitchen. Dialing the next number, she waited while the phone rang.
"Hello?" came the familiar voice on the other line.
"Hi Rei," Usagi said into the receiver. "I was just calling to let you guy's know that I am okay." She informed her.
"About damn time Odango!" Rei shot back, "We were just about to come see if you were alright."
"I know, I am sorry for making you worry Rei, I used up a lot more energy than I had originally thought and needed a lot of rest, I just woke up not long ago." Usagi told her. "Will you let the guys know I am okay?" Usagi asked her,
"Yeah, will do…but hey!" Rei said quickly before Usagi could hang up, "What are you doing tonight? Makoto is on her way over and we were going to go out or something. Do you want to come?"
"Umm…" Usagi began, trying to think of an excuse to bail. "You see Rei, I'm still really tired and…" but she was cut off when Mamoru poked his head in again.
"Hey, babe, Dinner is simmering on the stove, but I thought that while we waited we could take a shower together…." He trailed off when he realized she was on the phone still. "I'll just let you finish…" He whispered as he backed out of the room with both hands up while Usagi glared him down. 'Maybe Rei didn't hear him, after all he was all the way by the door…' Usagi thought with hope, only to have that hope smashed.
"Who was that? And WHY are you getting a shower with him?" Came an accusing Rei from the other line. "Do you have a boyfriend? Is it a secret affair?" "Are you having SEX with him?" "So is THAT why you're tired?" Came the many questions. 'I'm going to kill you Mamoru!' Usagi thought angrily towards her new boyfriend.
"No…no, that was the t.v." She tried lamely.
"Bull!" Rei quipped back, "Spill it, don't make me get Ami to track you down and find out who he is!"
"Okay Okay! No, don't do that. Yes, I have a boyfriend, and YES it's sort of a secret, okay?" Usagi finished, regretting that she called Rei. "I should have called Minako…." She mumbled to herself.
"Oh My God! I can't believe YOU got a boyfriend before me! Who is he? Is he cute? How is he in bed?" Rei asked mischievously.
"REI!" Usagi scolded. "A lady never kisses and tells, and what would YOU know about bedroom performances anyway?" Usagi asked, attempting to turn the tables.
"Uh…This isn't about me, it's about you! I'm not currently naked at my man candies house about to have a steamy shower!" Rei shot back. "Just tell me who he is, and I'll leave you alone! Do I know him?" She asked quizzically.
"What makes you think I'm naked?" Usagi asked, blushing as she pulling the covers up over her naked form.
"Palease!" Rei informed her, "If I didn't know before, You just gave it away! Now spill it, before I consult the sacred fire to find out for myself!" Rei threatened.
"You know you're not supposed to use the fire for that reason!" Usagi whined.
"I can do what I want, I'm a Miko after all." Rei informed her, "Besides, what grandpa doesn't know won't kill him…" She finished sounding not as confident as before. "Spill!" She ordered again.
"Okay okay, I'll tell you." Usagi thought frantically. "It's uh…He's uh…" She didn't know what to say, was Mamoru ready for their relationship to go public? Before she could finish, a males voice was heard over the line.
"Rei? Rei? Are you on the line?" Rei sighed before speaking,
"Yes Grandpa, I'm on a very important phone call with Usagi." She informed him angrily, pissed that he interrupted what Usagi was about to say.
"Well, get off will ya? I have to make an urgent call, now!" Grandpa told her sternly, "Plus If you're having girl friends over, you are going to need to sweep the steps to the temple!" He scolded. Rei sighed again in defeat as her Grandpa hung up the phone he had picked up in the other room.
"Don't think this is over Usagi, we are going to finish this conversation tomorrow!" Rei threatened. "You better meet me at the arcade tomorrow morning or so help me God, I will get Ami to track you down!" Rei threatened before adding, "Glad you're okay…uh….use protection." She disconnected the line to the sound of Usagi yelling.
"REI!" Usagi listened to the dial tone for a second before turning the phone off. "That was a close one." She said to herself. Usagi had forgotten all about protection, before she remembered that she was taking birth control pills to regulate her unpredictable periods. Relieved again that she was 'protected' so to speak, Usagi looked up as a sheepish looking Mamoru came back into the room. She was sure he had heard most of the conversation.
"I'm sorry Usako…I didn't realize you were still on the phone…Was that Rei?" He asked as he walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, offering her the forgotten icepack that she had previously requested. Usagi gingerly placed the cool pack on her aching ribs, sighing in relief, before taking Mamoru's hand.
"It's okay Mamo-chan, yeah that was Rei…She's…well, she wants to know who my boyfriend is…" Usagi told him awkwardly. Unsure of what he would say about it. Mamoru thought about it for a second before commenting.
"Then you should tell her." He suggested. Usagi looked at him, taken aback with his answer.
"Really? You…I didn't know if you were ready to come out publicly with me yet…" Usagi told him shyly, absently picking at the ice bag.
"Are you kidding me?" He asked incredulously, "I want to take out a billboard to let everyone know that you are mine!" He told her, taking her face in his hands this time and giving her a light kiss on her mouth. He pulled her into him for a hug before continuing, "I think it's safe to come out as a Usagi and Mamoru couple, but…maybe we should wait a while on the Tuxedo Kamen and Sailor Moon couple thing? What do you think?"
"I think you are wonderful." Usagi answered him while pulling back to look him in the eyes, "and yes, I agree. I am not sure what my senshi, or even Luna would say about me being involved with the mysterious Tuxedo Kamen!"
"Yeah, I wouldn't want Rei to set me on fire!" Mamoru told her jokingly and when he saw her surprised face, "I figured out who the rest of the senshi are. It's not really hard once you know. I mean, you guys are ALWAYS together."
"Yeah, that's true…" Usagi told him. "Well, We will get to see how Rei takes it tomorrow, she wants me to meet her at the Arcade in the morning, and you are going to be there!"
"Awe…Are you sure?" Mamoru asked her pleadingly, "Rei can be a very aggressive woman…"
"Is the great Tuxedo Kamen scared of one little Senshi of Mars?" Usagi teased. "You know Sailor Moon won't be too far away, I am sure she could protect you!" She winked at him as she spoke.
"I'll be there Usako." Mamoru reassured her, "Hey speaking of the senshi, maybe one day, it doesn't have to be today, but…maybe one day you can tell me how that came to be?" Mamoru asked her hopefully.
"Of course! Mamo-chan! I will tell you anything you need to know. For starters, you should know that we ARE on the same side. Like you, the Senshi and I want the princess found and safe with the Silver Crystal." Mamoru smiled at her admission and gave her another kiss. This time it heated up a bit and he reached up and caressed her breast as he kissed her. "Mmmm…Mamoru?" Usagi asked into his lips.
"Yes?" He asked, before trailing kisses down her neck.
"Did you say something about a shower?" Not answering her, Mamoru picked her up and ran into the bathroom, the ice pack falling, forgotten, to the floor.
