Chap. 10: Jealousy Galore

RECAP:

Broken and numb, Mamoru left. What he didn't know was that Usagi was feeling exactly the same...

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The next few days were spent in a blurry, for both Mamoru and Chandeny. Only a youma was anything out of ordinary, but Chandeny was pissed, to say it mild, the youma didn't stand a chance; it was destroyed the second it appeared. The people praised Sailor Moon but she didn't get much of that, she disappeared as suddenly as she had come.

She spent most of her time on the phone with Jacques Mode, planning a fashion show in Tokyo. Mr. Mode had decided make one of his shows in the town where his biggest inspiration had her origin. Haruka has made a joke about if he wanted to see the origin of the Princess he would have to fly to the Moon and earned herself a glare from Chandeny.

After a few hours of begging, bribing, whining, even threating, Hotaru and Haruka have convinced Chandeny to go have ice-cream with them. Saying yes, Chandeny has decided to take to the Crown Arcade, promising the best ice-cream and one of her dearest friends to her two companions.

Making their way down the street the three girls looked like a little family. Hotaru, clad in a cute deep blue sundress and sandals was skipping happily ahead with Chandeny and Haruka slightly behind her. Chandeny was wearing a bright orange hoody, a green pleated mini-skirt, green pantyhose and orange ballerinas, her hair was in two, low, thick braids, glistening in the sun, sunglasses perched on the top of her head. She was of Haruka's right arm, who, like always, looked like a very handsome young man, in black slacks and a deep green button up shirt. They were walking slowly, talking lowly, and simply looking content. The by passers lost their eyes after them, the elder people were commenting on the beautiful young couple, younger girls were shooting Chandeny dirty looks and guys were glaring at Haruka. But both were lost to those things. Chandeny was telling Haruka about Motoki, Naru and Umino, hoping to see them. Haruka was listening, feeling happy that something was able to pull Chandeny out of her misery. She knew it was a good idea to lure her out of the house.

Hotaru meanwhile was skipping ahead of them, humming a happy tune to herself, sometimes stopping to wait for Chandeny and Haruka to catch up, all the while smiling wildly.

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In the arcade Mamoru has chosen to sit at one of the tables, not wanting to talk to Motoki who was eager to ask about Usagi, too happy that she's back to consider Mamoru's pain.

Mamoru was lost in the past when a happy voice called his name. He looked up to see Motoki's sister Unazuki, smiling wildly at him.

"Hey, Mamoru-kun! How are you? Mind if I join you?"

He considered the offer and deciding that the company was welcome at the moment, smiled slightly at her and nodded his head.

"Hey, Unazuki-chan. I'm good how are you? Please have a seat." Unazuki sat down next to him and proceeded to chat about something, Mamoru listened only half-heartedly to.

The bells at the entrance giggled along with a happy laughter of a young girl, and Mamoru turned to see who had such a carefree laugh. His blood froze as he saw that blasted blonde man with his arm around Usagi's shoulders, both smiling down at the dark-haired girl who was laughing about something.

Usagi looked up and a magnificent lightened up her face, her eyes sparkling, voice so filled with love that Mamoru felt his stomach clench in jealousy.

"Motoki-onii-chan!!!"

Motoki looked up from cleaning the spotless counter and his eyes widened, a smile spreading over his face.

"Usagi-chan!"

He run around the counter and met halfway with the sunshine that flung herself in his welcoming arms. He spun her around a few times, laughing, before setting her on her feet again and hugging her tightly to his chest.

"Usagi-chan... I was so happy when I heard that you're back. I promised myself not to get to emotional when I see you, but I guess I can't help it. I missed you soooo much, my little one."

Chandeny looked up from where she had buried her head in his chest and saw tear running down his face, her own eyes filling up quickly.

"Motoki-onii-chan, please don't. I'll cry as well and I don't want that, I'm too happy to see you to cry now, so please don't Onii-chan." Usagi pleaded softly with him, gaze and voice loving and Motoki felt his heart melt for her. Wiping his tears quickly he drew her again to his chest and simply held her.

Looking at the touching scene, Mamoru couldn't help but see that in Motoki's protecting and loving embrace all the anger and hate that consumed Chandeny meltec away, and she was back to being the sweet girl he loved so much. He felt jealousy coursing through him and looked away.

Seeing Mamoru's distress, Haruka decided to end the loving reunion, it wouldn't help if the Earth Prince decided to cause havoc on the world in a jealous rage.

She walked up to the hugging pair and smiling addressed Chandeny.

"Hime-chan, I don't think I know your friend, care to tell who he is?"

The Princess looked up from Motoki's chest, and stared somewhat confused at Haruka. Motoki came to quicker and letting go of Usagi extended his hand to Haruka and smiled slightly.

"Oh, hello, I'm Furuhata Motoki, pleased to meet you. Please excuse my lack of manners."

Haruka took his hand and shook it with a firm grip, introducing herself.

"Pleased to meet you too, Furuhata-san, Tenoh Haruka is my name. No need to apologize, I understand completely."

Politely nodding his head, and gazing wonderingly at the handsome young man, that Usagi had come with, Motoki answered with a slight smile.

"Please call me Motoki, no need for formalities, every friend of Usagi is my friend. Welcome to the Crown Arcade, I hope you like it here."

Always in perfect control of her manners, Haruka's reply was just as polite.

"Very well, then I must insist you call Haruka, Motoki-san. And thank you, I'm sure we'll like it very much here."

Feeling forgotten and left out, Hotaru came to stand between Motoki and Haruka and smiled her most adorable smile.

"Hi! I'm Tomoe Hotaru, nice to meet you, Motoki-kun. Hime-chan told us so much about you."

Looking at the pretty little girl, Motoki's tension fled him and he smiled cutely, shaking Hotaru's small hand.

"Why, nice to meet you too, Hotaru-chan. Why don't you take a seat and I'll take your orders, which are on the house."

Hotaru was the first to answer, grabbing both Haruka and Usagi's hand and guiding them to a booth, only a few feet away from Mamoru's table, he could see them perfectly there.

"Will do! Thank you, Motoki-kun!"

Still slightly dazed Chandeny followed them and ordered a fruit-salad for herself, to go along with Haruka's plain black coffee and Hotaru's chocolate-chip sundae.

Motoki left to prepare the orders and the group of three relaxed starting to talk and laugh again. Motoki has placed their orders in front of them and left again, having to take care of the counter, but promising to take a break and join them in a few minutes.

All that time Chandeny was aware of Mamoru's presence and his gaze on her face, but she kept ignoring him, concentrating on Haruka and Hotaru, making Mamoru's jealousy grow.

As Haruka leaned over Chandeny to wipe a little smudge of whip-cream from the corner of the younger girl's mouth, Mamoru almost exploded with anger, and in blind rage grabbed the unsuspecting Unazuki by her shoulders and kissed the surprised girl square on the lips.

That didn't go unnoticed neither by the group sitting in the booth nor Motoki, who gaped from behind the counter. He looked over to Usagi who just looked at the scene with a raised eye-brow, not a hint of hurt on her expression.

She said something to Haruka, not taking her eyes from the kissing 'couple'.

Motoki couldn't help it.

"Usagi-chan, what are you saying?" He asked having heard her words to Haruka. The golden-haired Princess answered just as coolly as she had spoken to Haruka.

"Just wondering when your arcade turned in a cheap porn-movie, Onii-chan. That poor girl, I would have slapped any man silly who dared to kiss me like that. Simply disgusting. I guess Mamoru has finally lost the little self-respect he still had."

Motoki gaped, Haruka couldn't help smirking and Hotaru giggled. Both girls knew that neither Motoki nor Mamoru expected Chandeny to react in such a manner. That kiss was very obviously meant to make the Moon Princess jealous, and the smart girl saw right through it. Her words were meant to add insult to Mamoru's injury and she succeeded with a full score.

Unazuki stared at the beautiful blonde girl, Mamoru glared holes through a smirking Haruka, Motoki tried to get his act together, Hotaru laughed at their expressions as Chandeny smiled at Haruka...

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AN: And so we've come to chapter 10. This was meant to lighten the mood a bit, after that last two chapters. So what do you think? A jealous Mamoru isn't as cool and composed as he normally is, and Chandeny is not easily fooled. I just loved bringing Motoki in the story, I simply adore him.

I'm terribly sorry for not replying your reviews, but life has been hectic since I came from the hospital and I wanted to finish this chapter as soon as possible.

Thank you for the reviews, I'll answer some of your questions now: Yes, Hotaru's last sentence in the last chapter was from Star Wars. Many thanks to Aleric for bringing that up to me, it was exactly what I needed. I never watched Star Wars, so I don't know what it sounded like in original from Yoda, but I thought that Hotaru was the only one who could make a comment such as that and not sound like she was trying to lecture Chandeny.

Thank you for you concern for my health. I'm ok, I was in the hospital because my pregnancy is risky and my doctor, who is mother in law, ordered me to stay a few days and I had to obey her, like always...

Oh and by the way, my twins are a boy and girl. We decided on the names Tarik and Sara.

I hope you liked this chapter too and I will be waiting for your wonderful comments and opinions.

Truly yours, Jas