Runaway

Chapter 6

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon

Usagi and Mamoru returned to the apartment ten minutes later with a container of strawberries and a bag of chocolate chips. " Ok, Mamoru, do you have two pots roughly the same size only one a little smaller than the other?" " Erm, maybe; look in that cupboard it has pots and pan."

Usagi walked to the cupboard and found the perfect pots. Setting everything out Usagi set to making the chocolate covered strawberries she loved so much.

When she was finished Usagi took them out to the living room and set them on the coffee table; " Mamoru, I'm finished." Mamoru strode out of his room where he had been working on a paper, he said. In actuality he had been working on once again taming his rampaging cock, he didn't know what it was a about this girl but anything she did turned him on.

This time it had been seeing the hairs on the side of her head curl as she watched the water boil. 'Dammit, I can't even think about it.' "Mamoru?" Once again her sweet voice rang out from the living room, " I hope it's okay if I put my feet on you couch." Mamoru raised his eyebrow in a mocking manner, " Sure, but why?"

Usagi looked away from him as she admitted her secret, " When I watch scary movies I can't have my feet out in the open. I don't know why really but that's just how it is." Seeing how serious she was Mamoru held back a laugh: he knew she wouldn't appreciate him laughing at her fears. ' Wait, just how do I know that. Not everyone cares when you laugh at him or her, so how do I know she would get upset.

Usagi hopped onto the couch and tucked her feet underneath her, " Hey Mamoru? Do you have a thin blanket I could use?" Not even bothering to ask what for Mamoru got the blanket for her. Returning he threw Usagi the blanket and put the movie in the DVD player. Mamoru closed and the curtains in his house, which coincidentally were black.

Usagi gasped, the house would've been pitch black if it hadn't been for the light coming from the screen. "Wow, Mamoru it's perfect. Now lets watch the movie." Mamoru sat down with a respectable distance between Usagi and himself. It wasn't like that for long; ten minutes into the movie Usagi was sitting right next to Mamoru.

A part of the movie was on where they show a decomposed body, it look like the body just melted away. It was a very sudden thing, like the body just popped onto the screen. Usagi screamed and jumped onto Mamoru's lap. She stayed there the rest of the movie alternately hiding her face in Mamoru's muscular chest and watching the movie.

Mamoru was at a loss for what to do; at first he just sat there with his arms at his sides, but as Usagi became more and more scared he wrapped his arms loosely around her. As he got used to the feel of her he dragged her closer to his body and tightened his arms around her.

A plethora of thoughts were running through Usagi's mind: 'Hmmm, Mamoru is so warm; he feels so comfortable and familiar. I wonder if he is feeling the same.' Those were only few of the many; as she continued to think about his warmth Usagi promptly fell asleep. " Mamoru…" Usagi murmured softly in her sleep, " my prince, mmhhmm."

Looking down at the sound of his name, Mamoru found Usagi asleep. Speculation crossed his face as he examined the couch; could that couch fit the both of them? An ingenious thought entered his mind: this couch could fit the both of them if he took the cushions of the back.

Moving slowly so as not to wake Usagi, Mamoru leaned forward slightly and pulled all the cushions off the back. His first task finished Mamoru stood up and gently laid Usagi on her side towards the back of the couch.

Walking to the DVD player Mamoru took the DVD out and put a peaceful Beethoven CD in. Mamoru turned and looked at the glorious sight before him: Usagi with her hair starting to fall out of it's odangos, the graceful line of her body delineated against the back of the couch. She looked like a goddess, ' A moon goddess.'

A scene of huge palace on the moon, and there was Usagi in a dress signifying royalty with her arms opened to the earth. He saw himself in the armor of a prince grab her from behind her and swing her around. This other him set her back down and turned her around, kissing her fervently: as if he couldn't get enough of Usagi.

The image stopped and he was looking at Usagi again, " Mamoru?" came the half-asleep question. "Hmmm," was all he, erm, said as he walked back to the couch. Slowly he lowered himself behind his sleeping goddess and wrapped his arm around her waist, spooning her. Never before in his life had Mamoru felt so at home as with the woman lying next to him. Almost instantly Mamoru fell asleep, next to the woman he loved?

Slowly Usagi became aware that she was lying down, wrapped in a blanket of warmth. No, that wasn't a blanket it was an arm: very male, very strong, very familiar arm. Usagi realized that not only was that arm wrapped around her waist, the hand from the arm was lazily resting on her breast.

The funny thing was that she didn't feel the least ashamed, not even by the fact that Mamoru was spooning her. Usagi wasn't ashamed but she was a little frightened of these comfortable feelings. So sure that she wasn't supposed to feel this way since she had only met Mamoru that afternoon.

Usagi tried to disengage herself but the arm encircling her was like a band of steel. Giving up her futile efforts Usagi turned around to face Mamoru instead. Gently poking his shoulder Usagi called out his name quietly, " Mamoru? Mamoru wake up."

Little did Usagi know that like her Mamoru slept like a log, waking him up was almost like trying to wake the dead. In his sleep Mamoru felt the poke, sort of, only it was a woman in his dreams poking him in the shoulder to make her point.

The fog of entering a dream started to clear, in front of him was not just any woman but Usagi. No, not Usagi either, it looked like her but this woman had silver hair and was yelling at him in a way that he didn't think Usagi could. Well, suffice to say that that assumption would be proved wrong.

" Just because you're the prince of the earth you think you can call me whatever you want? No siree Bob, think again. Let me tell you something, I am princess Serenity, of the Moon Kingdom." Serenity tried to put as much haughtiness in her voice as she could but failed miserably. Glaring at Endymion, as she called him, she whined, " Don't laugh, I'm trying my best. Why can't I be more imperious, Endymion? If I was I could defend myself better, I couldn't even be mean when I wanted to be mad at you for all those names you used to call me."

The part of him that was Mamoru was just puzzled, but Endymion only replied lovingly, " If you were as haughty and mean as you want to be I probably wouldn't have fallen in love with you, Serenity. Besides you don't need to defend yourself when I'm here. I love you, Serenity."

Serenity brought her eyes up to meet his, " I love you to Endymion." Mamoru/ Endymion moved in for a kiss. Gently he touched his lips to Serenity's, but quickly deepened it as his passion rose. He ran his tongue over Serenity lips, urgently begging for entrance. Immediately she complied; Mamoru kissed her with growing ardor, tongues battling for dominance.

Mamoru ran his hands down her back and cupped her ass, pushing her hips closer to his. So much so she could feel the evidence of his need for her. Usagi's eyes opened in surprise, what was she doing. She couldn't give into this; she'd only met Mamoru today. Granted Mamoru was asleep and didn't know what her was doing. With much effort Usagi managed to pry herself from Mamoru, " Mamoru wake up." She punctuated each syllable with shake of his shoulders.

Mamoru opened his eyes, man he was having a good dream. He had been making out with the woman he loved. Eyes opened fully Mamoru realized that there was a body beneath him by the name of Usagi, not the princess Serenity. " Oh my god Usagi, what was I doing?"