AN: Here is the next chapter. Hope you like it and please review.
Back at home; Usagi's parents were going crazy, not knowing where she was. Ikuko had gone in her daughter's bedroom, to wake her up, only to find out that her daughter never came home that night.
After Ikuko waked up her husband, Kenji, they both frantically called all of Usagi's friends and asked if she had spent the night with them. But even after calling all her friends, there was still no sign of Usagi's whereabouts.
So, as a last resort, Kenji phoned Mamoru. He was in mixed hopes. He hoped that Usagi was there and that she was safe and sound, but he also hoped that she wasn't there, because that would mean that they had spent the night together. Regardless, Kenji picked up the phone and dialed Mamoru's number.
" Hello?" Mamoru answered the phone in a somewhat sleepy voice.
" Did Usagi spend the night with you?" he demanded forcefully into the phone.
On the other end, there sat a confused Mamoru. " No, of course not. Why? Did she not return home last night?" he asked, panic rising in his voice.
" Son. Do you know something that we don't know?"
Mamoru quickly and silently debated what to do. If he told them about the possible stalker, her parents would get even more nervous. Then they'd never trust him again, since he had held back such serious news. There was no point in scaring them, when he could easy bring her back safely without involving the police. Or so he assumed. It never crossed his mind that this was more serious then he thought.
" No. I'm just worried. Tell you what Mr. Tsukino, I'll go to all her favorite hangouts and try and find her and if I find out anything I'll call you right away."
" Thanks, Mamoru. I hope she is okay."
" Me too," Mamoru said, as he quickly hung up the phone. He looked down at his clothes, only to realize that he was still in his pajamas. Hurriedly getting dressed, he left his apartment in a flash. His nerves and heart were going overtime with fear for his girlfriend. He just hoped that she wasn't hurt.
As Mamoru walked down the street towards his first stop, Usagi's four best friends soon surrounded him. They didn't look upset or nervous, but happy? Did they not know that their leader was missing?
" Hi girls," he said friendly, trying to hide his nervousness.
" Hi," they all returned the greeting, then all looked at Minako. She nodded and stepped forward.
" So Mamoru…. We heard that Usagi never went home last night," she said shyly although with great passion on that thought.
Mamoru looked at her and nodded, trying to figure out why they were still smiling, if they knew that Usagi had been kidnapped. It only took a few minutes to realize what they were implying. Mamoru's face turned bright red, as he shook his head.
" No… it's not like that," he said stumbling at the words. Then, reviving from his embarrassment, he looked them straight in the eyes.
" She's missing. I think she's been kidnapped. You see, a few days ago she saw a man following her, but we tried to put it behind us. We thought that it was just a coincidence. It's my fault that she'd missing… I should have never let her walk home alone last night."
The four girls gasped. Usagi was missing? They couldn't believe it. Who would kidnap her unless they knew about her secret? Makoto was the first to speak up, being the bravest of the group.
" Don't worry Mamoru. We will find her."
" Yeah," Ami agreed.
" Don't blame yourself, Mamoru. It's not your fault," Minako comforted.
" Do you have any idea where she might be or who took her?" Rei asked.
Mamoru shook his head. " She didn't get a good look at him. I'm going over to the arcade incase she just left early this morning for some reason, and went there."
The girls nodded and told him that they'd go with him. So the five of them walked quickly down the street to the arcade to try and find Usagi. As they reached the arcade, and walked inside, they found no Usagi. The place was actually almost empty, since it was an early time.
Mamoru walked over to Motoki and the girls followed close behind. Sitting down on the stools, Mamoru looked over at his best friend.
" Have you see Usagi since yesterday?" he asked trying to stay calm but his nerves were shot.
" No. Why do you ask? She never comes in this early anyways."
" Her parents called us and told us that Usagi never got home last night. We think she might have been kidnapped," Mamoru said and then continued to explain the whole story.
After Motoki heard the news, he was shocked. Mamoru knew that he cared for Usagi a lot and considered her like a younger sister. He knew that this would be very uncomforting to him as well.
" Well… she hasn't come by here. Why don't you guys sit down for some breakfast before you continue your search?"
The girls nodded in agreement, their stomachs all hungry from not eating, so Mamoru caved in. After placing their orders, Motoki went into the kitchen to prepare their orders. The five friends sat patiently as their orders were being made.
Soon, Motoki came out of the kitchen holding a piece of paper. His face was white and his thoughts looked like a thousand miles away. He looked over at Mamoru and then looked at the girls, but remained silent. He slowly sat down on the stool next to Mamoru. After a few minutes he finally spoke up.
" What is this all about?" he asked Mamoru and the girls as he handed them the piece of paper.
As the paper landed in Mamoru's hands, the four girls crowded him so they could read it too. They all silently read it and then gasped. Motoki looked at them in confusion and then slight hurt that they had kept it from him. The letter read as follows:
I've captured your sweet friend Usagi. Don't worry she wont be harmed… physically that is. Do as I say and she wont get hurt! I know exactly who she is, so don't try any funny tricks. I know that she is Sailor Moon, and I know who you guys are as well. I know exactly who is reading this. My one and only demand is that you stay away. You stay away and no one gets hurt. Looks like I finally won this match for her Mamoru, or should I say Tuxedo Kamen. Stay Away!
AN: Sorry for the cliffie... makes you want to read more.