regine.c: I am a romantic sop ONLY when it comes to Usa/Mamo. Very few other pairings have me wanting to read them up. My other favorite is Max/Alec from Dark Angel, but that's a completely different genre. As for the world ending part, yeah I was glad to! last thing we need is for that to have happened.
Mzmiami: hopefully this'll answer some Q's for you but some maybe not be the response you were looking for.
Moonxxprincessxx (Guest): I was super tempted to have him act even a little but I figured it would ruin the newly formed friendship a bit so…yeah…
Chichiforever: lol! Yeah he would go nuts if he found out! I think Mamoru would attempt castration on him, if not worse. after all you don't mess with Usagi and expect NOT to get whiplash!
Guest(1): I don't think anyone will see what happens next coming.
Guest(2): thank you! Mamoru needs to learn the truth of things. Maybe he didn't quite think of it since Usagi has always been faithful but he needs to learn 'your not the ONLY man out there that can turn heads'. Usagi is a mature young woman who can turn men's heads. She's starting to see that, he needs to, to, that way he can be more responsive and less robotic boyfriend in the future. Usagi has always been a passionate woman, she just has different passions in life.
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Sailor Moon R 'Roses and Diamonds' ch.12
Gloating quietly, Di kept his eyes closed gently, while he smiled in complete and utter satisfaction as he wallowed in the final closing moments of his forced seduction upon her dream world. Smugly claiming his prize, now so close to completing his lewd act, feeling his climax shuttering just on the edge of release. As he hovered over the now over whelmed princess, fighting in panic for release from his conquering body.
Usagi sought in vain to wake herself from this never ending nightmare.
Her mind screaming in horror at what was happening to her. Urging her real body to fight back, trapped within the dark currents of her altered dream. She could only twitch and twist upon her bed. Her silver crystal hummed in agitation in her brooch, hidden in her purse on her dresser.
In reality, Di had his strong arm's on either side of Usagi's slender shoulder's, a dominate shadow that consumed her tiny writhing form. The third eye on his forehead showed the signs of his deep concentration within her mind as did the beads of sweat forming on his brow. The only proof of the toll it was taking to keep her soul open for him to manipulate.
It wasn't till a small pebble bounced off his temple that his focus waned. The small attack was just enough to break his precious focus, inadvertently causing him to pull out of Endymion's form, and her mind. Leaving her whimpering in emotional turmoil, her insides burning with anxieties, while her body still trembled and shuttered in pain from the imagined assault that had felt so very, very real.
Silent tears trailing down her face, as she twisted up in her sheets still trapped in the aftermath of his attack, and seeking to hide herself in shame within the confines of her dream bed. The sheets in that world only a reminder of who had just been once in them. She sought in vain to wake up and exit the world.
Di was completely aroused by letting himself go within her unconscious form he had to reign in his anger at the tiny pebble, now lying innocent on the knotted bed sheet beside her griping hands. Knowing there was an instigator behind it, he peaked over her bookcase out the small window. Finding that annoying Mamoru was about to throw another pebble. He tossed the pebble lightly up from his palm, then decided to toss it aside, as he noticed that he was getting no response from his first attempt to gain her attention.
He started to climb the accursed tree. Diamond was seething once more, his fury boiling upon his face as it went a bright red barely able to breathe. This stupid man who was clearly not wanted, was ruining his plans! He could hear the man hissing in pain, and cursing under his breath as he fought up the tree.
Di was so frustrated, so very disappointed, and to wound up from not being allowed to complete his act. He was tempted confront the dark haired man, make it look like they had just had a wild session of love and then toss him out...with a broken heart. So loving that look he had gotten back at the Diner, when he had kissed Usagi in front everyone.
The image alone of shucking his shirt off, making him look bed ridden and going to the window telling Mamoru 'leave me and my girlfriend to sleep, you're not wanted here!' was highly tempting. Especially the would be stunned look on the other man's face. But the knowledge that it would wake her up and demand to know what he was doing in her room would raise to many unanswerable questions.
He looked over to her agitated form yet again. As tempted as he was, he did not wanting to ruin how far they had gotten nor wanting to go further back anymore due to any other stupid actions on his part. With a clipped huff he resigned to simply leaning in and giving her a small kiss on the lips.
"I have been patient so far...I can be patient a little bit longer, my love." He breathed huskily, then shimmered away. Not wanting to get caught by her 'Knight in Shining Armor.'
The touch of strange lips, offering her a kiss was finally enough to wake her up. With a breathless gasp, she bolted up to a near seated position. Slightly reclined on one arm, she heard soft scratching sounds from her side window. Startled and still very frightened, the feelings of panic still very real within her. Her whole body was shuttering with the need to release her pent up feelings in wailing sobs of anguish.
(Please let it be the wind! Or the tree branches. Even though with how far back they were it would be nearly impossible unless they decided to grow out an extra two feet. I resisted the urge to duck under my covers like a fearful child. I was Sailor Moon for cripes sake I could handle whatever was out there. My broach wasn't that far away, I just had to get my whole body to stop trembling and shaking.
Be brave it was just a dream after all, it's not like dreams can come to life and hurt you. It's not like they can come to life at all, my dreams of Mamo – chan have been proof of that. Else wise we'd not only be together right now but quite frequently being active in the bedroom and spending far more romantic time together. Having that piece of logic in my mind helped out a little bit.)
Be brave…you've faced worse!
Wiping her head around to face the open window, spotting a familiar black sneaker attached to a pair of dark jeans entering through the small window pane. She sighed with relief, feeling a cool night breeze upon her wet cheeks. She watched him with appreciation and deep affection as Mamoru stubbornly straddled her window ledge. With one leg inside her bedroom and one leg still dangling painfully out the window.
(I gave a small smile of gratitude that Mamo – chan was here. Though it was a tad funny to watch his form struggle at my window. It pulled me that much more from my horrid nightmarish memories. Plus it pulled the weight of fear off of my shoulders that I hadn't realized had been there before.)
Powerful back hunched over miserably, growling in frustration as he was way too tall to fit in this tiny space. Once inside he rushed to her side, "Usako are you okay? I felt your distress." He panted, dreadfully out of breath having run in a state of panic himself. Unsure as to what he was going to find once he got to her side, dreading that what was happening to her was his premonitions made real.
As if a bleak reminder she saw his worried eyes falling upon her stricken state. More tears threatening to follow the ones already shed in her sleep. She clutched her bed sheet protectively, drawing it up under her chin seeking to hide herself from him.
(I felt so horrid and felt like I had to hide from even him. it was a dreadful feeling to hide away from someone you trusted with your life. But if he'd seen the dream, if he truly knew, he might look at me differently. Feel that I was too weak to fight, still to childish to fight off a dream and therefore too weak to want to try and be with me again. But how am I supposed to NOT say anything? It's Mamo – chan for cripes sake!)
"Usako...?" His voice was a strangled whisper as he went to sit down beside her on her bed. She relaxed somewhat with having him so near. She let her hands drop down to her lap, revealing his wrinkled, over worn white t-shirt. Hanging like a shroud over her small frame, the round collar falling loosely over one shoulder. It left her flawless bare skin to be bathed in the moonlight streaming in from her open window.
His heart was twisting with the lost and terrified look that was crossing her lovely face. But he couldn't help the silent smile of pride, spreading over his face at finding her sleeping in one of his old shirts. This small act of thievery on her part had only solidified her heart and bodies loyalty to only him. His doubts concerning Di fading, his shirt protecting her modesty clearly a sign to whom she really wanted touching her intimately.
He never asked what had happened, knowing in his heart what she needed most. He wrapped her up in his arms. Folding her trembling body into his chest and held her with all that he had in his heart. Pushing into her as much comfort and strength as he could. As she took in one shuttering breath after another, trying not to lose control and this time her tears were not accompanied by wails of anguish.
This time she merely absorbed his comfort, wrapping her small arms around his waist, tears falling down her face silently. The whispering of small whimpers, and slight moans the only sounds escaping her restraint. It nearly hurt him as he saw her pain. He felt it deep down as her soul mate that this wasn't an every night type of thing. Something had truly scared her but it also made him wonder how much of her pain she held back from the world.
(I loved him more than ever, as he held me. Always he would come to my rescue, save me from the evil's that sought to consume me...be they a physical youma or merely a fading nightmare. Always he would be there...the knowledge itself soothed me.)
"Gomen. I just had this dream and it shocked me. Kind of scared me even." Usagi whispered, her voice holding a haunted quality. He nodded, griping her tighter. Understanding she was holding herself back, trying to hide her true fear and uncertainty behind a facade of inner strength. She attempted to convey to him that the nightmare was nothing, merely a bad piece of vegetable or uncooked chunk of meat that had lay undigested, causing her dreams to derail off track. No one gets this scared over just a nightmare...there was more to it.
"It's ok...shhh, please tell me what happened?" He tenderly brushed a hand down her hair, as he cradled her. He sought to get her to open up more, with his gentle compassion. Mamoru had comforted her during many sessions of tears, and never had he been witness to the silent stunned pain she was experiencing in his arms. He understood that when all the trauma was taking place, she had managed to keep most of her pain bottled up.
She was detaching herself from it even, so she could focus on what she needed to do to try and protect herself. But eventually all that fear and uncertainty would come roaring back and need to be dealt with sooner rather than later. It would only be a matter of time and a test of wills.
"I was dreaming of our past, we were together in...in that special way." Usagi began, eluding innocently to the intimacy within her dreams. Not wanting to go into detail on how passionate they were nor how much she sought to have that for them to. Craved it even. Even now she wanted to feel him, to have him take the memory of the nightmare away, to replace the feelings it left behind. But she kept herself in check.
"But then Di was there. I've NEVER before, in deep sleep ever dreamed about anyone but YOU." Her voice wavered more as she finished, her body trembling more violently, as if she was freezing. Her baby blue eyes, moist and unblinking, staring straight ahead into the shadows lurking in her room. Her eyes tempted to dart about the harmless shadows as if frightened the monster in her dreams was still lying in wait for her.
(At least I'm starting to feel a little bit better…then again as long as he stops avoiding me, starts to be loving again. He will always makes me feel better.)
"I'm not even counting Motoki cause those were all day dreams, not real night dreams." She began to babble, nervously now. So unsure about opening up to him after so many weeks of being cast aside and shunned. She still feared his rejection even in her moment of weakness right now. But she never noticed the small flicker of worry before a hint of brief jealousy came and went like a blown out flame in Mamoru's eyes, at the mention that she dreamed of his best friend. Of another man.
Mamoru had only been mildly upset that he wasn't the only one that had invaded her dreams. He knew she'd had a crush on Motoki in the past but never thought she dreamt about him. Though it did comfort him to know it was only through a more innocent day dream rather than a full on XXX rated dream sequence. He'd no doubt felt that THAT was what was happening as she slept, back in the park that fateful night of her near mugging.
And tonight as well, was a repeat performance of those passionate dreams. He just didn't want to add to the situation by telling her that he knew. She wasn't the only one that had XXX rated dreams. His had her as the centre stage star, an angel of such innocent sweetness, while she drove his insatiable passions to new heights like no other. Some of them even had that short skirt she had been in that day.
Remembering the feeling of the yielding taunt flesh of her well formed bottom in his palms as his hands had slid under her skirt had been enough to make his hand start to head south unconsciously. Now he noticed that same perfect bum hiding just under his shirt, propped up alluringly on the heels of her dainty feet as she leaned into his embrace. He held her closer in an effort to gain control and give her the support she needed. It was the fact that she needed support that helped him gain it back.
"Anyways, one minute I thought I was safe with you then the next Di was there. It was so strange cause it was you one second, then the next second him. It was too weird to have one face then another right ab – right there!" she nearly rushed the last part out not wanting him to get a visual of what the positioning had been. But he had figured it out, and wisely kept his mouth shut. Torn between liking how the dream had been going and wishing it were real with them, then appalled as it had twisted into something so heart breaking for her.
She hadn't noticed his change of emotions. "I felt so panicky so very trapped." She moaned in anguish, suddenly her hand reach up and gripped his shoulder her fingernails gripping into his arm so harshly, he felt she had drawn blood. He had to stifle a small cry of pain, and contain the impulse to pull her hand away. Keeping his mouth closed tight, not letting on how her senshi strength was hurting him like hell.
It made him wonder how her senshi strength would play into things once this enemy was gone and how he would be making it up to her. Dubiously, and more than likely getting a bit more intimate than before. Their previous stages of mere butterfly kisses had been all he allowed himself in fear that he would go too far, and hurt her emotionally, so for her sake he didn't do much more than that.
But proof of their hallway and office encounters proved just how wrong he had been and how much making up he had to do. He now wondered when they did get back together, once the dreams and battle ended, how badly she would be of a temptation to him. If he would be able to resist her or kept his control in place. So far with her in private matters, excluding this one, he'd hadn't been able to reigned in his control at ALL.
He began to stroke her cheek lightly with his fingers, making soft comforting noises as he pressed his own cheek into her hair at the crown of her head. Letting her know it was alright to be frightened, that she wasn't alone in this, that the fear of this night would fade away into a mere forgotten memory.
"You think it has anything to do with the public kiss today? Am I over reacting?" Usagi burst out suddenly, her voice a strangled high pitched mess. Pulling with startled worry out of his arms to confront his thoughtful face. She knew that he was a smart logical man who would surely hold the answers to her questions.
"NO Usako, you're not over reacting. You're finally sensing what your friends and I have. He's a bad guy." Mamoru used her nightmare as a way to remind her of his opinions. Though it was seemingly poorly timed.
(I sighed not wanting to hear the negatives again…not right now.)
Di's a good guy, he just made a bad judgment call. One that I'm sure he'll apologize for later on. I'm sure of it.
She didn't want to believe that he was possibly this horrible person, cause if he was then why was he being so nice and only to her. So far his only screw up was to kiss her publicly after the last embarrassing encounter she'd had publicly. After everything she'd forgiven Mamoru for she knew it was only a matter of time before she forgave Di to. But he had to earn her forgiveness as did Mamoru.
Mamoru for his part was slightly perturbed, as she silently defended Di again by casting him an annoyed yet bitter look, but not wanting to further distress her he simply let it go. He wasn't getting anywhere tonight with trying to get her to see the truth. Di's spinning web of deceit and lies were gaining more control over her. His subtle attempts of trying to get her to see reason weren't working.
"Come here." He said without thought. He gathered her up in his arms, readjusting his arms so he completely enveloped her. Rocking her back and forth whispering soft words of comfort as she finally let herself go. Her body quaking and convulsing as she drew herself closer to his chest, curling her fingers into his shirt as she clutched onto him for much needed support. Her lower lip trembling violently as tears rolled down her cheeks.
It was followed by soft sobbing and small wails of her true pain as she slowly released all her fear, and confusion into the fabric of the universe once more. Slowly, ever so slowly the shaking of her small body began to diminish and eventually it stopped all together. The tears dried up, and soon ceased to be all together. Then she meekly brought a hand up and wiped the remainder of the moisture away.
It was then that his curiosity got the better of him. "Do you know you're wearing one of my shirts?" He smiled down at her, with a knowing smirk.
Baka Mamo – chan.
"Yes I know, but you can't have it back...it's mine now. I need it." she replied softly, her voice still slightly trembling. Wide crystal blue eyes imploring, wondering if he would shove her away when she needed him now. Demand that she give back what she stole.
Please don't ask for it back. I really need it, now more than ever. It comforts me when you refuse to be at my side.
(But to my surprise he didn't only hold me closer. I felt myself melt in his arms.)
Holding her tight, with her back press up against his chest, he softly, delicately laid down on the bed taking her down with him. Never loosening his arms from around her waist, and shoulder's, he maintained his contact to her small body as they curled up together on top of the blankets. The constant support and warmth of his body was soon lulling her back to an unconscious state, something her body needed.
She began to drift off, her eyes feeling oh, so very heavy. Then a sudden thought popped up, "Mamo – chan?" she asked uncertainly, her blue eyes becoming alert and wet with sudden trepidation.
'hummed?' he mumbled dreamily in response, his hot breath puffing into her golden hair beside the base of her neck. Sending comforting warmth to ripple down her slender neck, pooling in her belly making her oh so relaxed and secure. It was this that she yearned for, the comfort of having her protector, her 'Knight in Shining Armor' there for her, no matter what. It also helped her to focus on the pleasantries and not on the negatives.
"Dumb question here but did you wake me up with a kiss?" Usagi wanted it to be a yes, so very, very much at that moment. Her mind so hazy now that she barely remembered how the events played out. Even her nightmare was beginning to fade into nothing...only the sickening feelings of what it once was remained.
"No I threw rocks up at your window. I didn't hear anything and worried so I climbed up and in." he explained innocently, adjusting his arms so that they completely enveloped her once more, drawing her back intimately to his chest. She responded by curling her arms over his, grasping his wrists with her own slender hands holding tight for more reassurance. The tightness helped confirm his presence wasn't leaving or disappearing.
While for him the presence of her in his arms even just for sleeping was a much missed sensation. Many a night he started off dreaming of her in his arms, just holding the woman he loved close by. This was the tamer of his more lewd, passionate thoughts and dreams he had of her. The thoughts he'd kept back, kept at bay to keep from scaring her with his passions. Though now it was fruitless no matter what. The nightmares he had now prevented him from being more than a protecting friend.
Normally he'd be content with that but there was only so much the human heart could take before it succumb to the pain of it and crumbled. Or in Usagi's possible case, hardened. If she was trying to harden her fears and make it seem like nothing then he now was glad he'd managed to make them friends again. If he had kept on with nothing to do with her she might have eventually cut herself off, from everything.
Even everyone. For him, the girls, it would be even worse. Emotional Usagi crumbling could be re built, slowly, yes but it would be possible. Heart hardened, frozen stone emotions, that was a slowly dying Usagi. That was a front only he or Rei had ever had done before. And with him being the reason he doubted Rei as good of friends as they were could have done it without more help from their friends.
It took all those girls to pull one out of the frying pan, just like it only took one girl to get them all on your case. So for him he was glad he was still here, even like this. It gave him a chance at redemption with her. Once again he cursed his nightmares from keeping him from his one true love, for keeping them apart, for now, seemingly, giving her to another. But he wouldn't just protect her from the dreams, he'd protect her from Di as well.
(Now I was worried. I knew I felt lips on my own but I was still so sleepy that I couldn't gauge whose lips they were. Maybe I was still so fresh in my dreams with Di that I could still feel his connecting with my own. Oh well. I was so thankful for Mamo – chan's strong arms wrapped around me. They were so comforting I soon fell back asleep in minutes. Nightmare near forgotten right then.)
Mamoru remained stubborn and resolute, holding her close and refusing to let go. Wanting to memorize this night however bleak it began, cause right now, it was the closest to having the woman he loved in his arms at night as he was going to be getting. He held her close, glancing at the shadows himself just to be certain there weren't dark forces at work, before he chided himself for it, not knowing how true to thinking he really was. As far as he saw it Di had never presented himself as having any type of evil in him. He was just a bad guy.
As the night progressed, she lazily turned in his arms. Her face now pressed up against his chest, neck craned backward slightly against his embracing forearms. Delicate lips slightly open, a small temptation to him that he didn't take. After her nightmare he didn't want her to feel unsafe in his presence. He'd done enough damage lately and was seeking little by little to gain her back to him.
He closed his eyes briefly if only to take in her scent and the sensation of her hot tender breath upon his neck as it was a gentle reminder of their unbreakable bond of love and trust. Her small hands, clenched into his dark shirt silently pleading for him to never let go, to keep protecting her as she slept peacefully in his arms...His angel...his sweet Usako. He would never break that trust she had in him to keep her safe.
His mind was at peace the whole night through, basking in her soft breaths, her small sounds that made the hot skin on his neck tingle with restrained need. Remaining awake unwilling to allow the void of sleep take away his precious time just holding her. He spent his time admiring her with quiet adorning eyes. He shifted his gaze from time to time as he memorized the contours of her face.
It was everything he was missing out on while protecting her from his nightmare premonitions that didn't like being kept at bay or being ignored. He refused to tear up or cry at what he had been missing, choosing to instead memorize everything for what it was worth as a reminder of why he'd broken things off and COULDN'T be with her. He waited till the moon began to descend in the sky and the horizon to brighten modestly towards a new day.
Then and only then did he gently, and reluctantly unfolded his arms from around her. He pulled the white sheet and her heavy pink comforter over her, tucking her in, in the most loving and tender manner as he could without waking her delicate state.
Indulging in the sight of her sweet, angelic beauty she possessed while oblivious to the waking world. He slowly bent over her, wanting to give her a soft kiss on the lips, when she moan out, "Endymion." she voiced so low, a near whisper of admission of how deeply she loved him. He smiled approvingly and unable to resist at least this much, kissed her oh so very gently. His lips barely brushing against hers, in a sensual, caring way.
This was the most content his heart and soul had been in over a month now. He knew in her dream state, she would never feel it. It was all he could get away with…for now. Maybe someday he'd be able to be free with her, tell what he wanted to, and be the man she needed him to truly be and not just a mere friend. "Sweet dreams…my Usako…my precious Usako." he slipped out the window right after, not wanting to be tempted to stay any longer.
If he did he wouldn't be able to resist temptation, and he'd be explaining an awful lot to his potential future in laws, that would be seeking to wake her up in the early hours themselves for school. So he gingerly made his way down the over grown tree, finding it easier to accomplish when not in a rush and able to actually see. He dashed out of the yard, as silent as a thief.
Luna awoke, from her perch upon the cold hard floor of the balcony. Her dark ears perking up, swiveling at the soft rustle of broken twigs and leaves under Mamoru's retreating feet. She huffed, having gotten home just after the nightmare, finding her charge quite shaken up and in the arms of her true love. This was a more preferable outcome then that ghastly man Di, so she let them be. But something had happened last night, something severe. She would get to the bottom of it today...
The early morning light was a gentle warm touch upon her sweet face, absently snuggling down into her sheets. It was then she realized he had left her side. Grateful for his presence last night even with his absence now, with a soft sigh and languid stretch she found her inner turmoil soothed from last night. Leaving her mind and body relaxed and calm, feelings that only being in Mamoru's arms could provide.
(I woke up to Mamo – chan's absence but felt better about my dream. He had been there for me when I needed him. I had faith that he still loved me else wise he wouldn't have cared about my obvious 'distress'. Any other man I think would have just banished it as a bad dream and have left right after wards, if they'd even bothered to come by but not my Mamo – chan, he was the man for me.)
Taking her time unwrapping herself from the blankets, she rose up on an elbow glancing absently over her shoulder. To the plain ceramic white moon digital clock to read just after six a.m. Feeling the urge to return to sleep she flopped back down onto her pillow not a care in the world, turned over beginning to pull the blankets up under her chin, only to have her new phone go off.
With a groan, and resigned sigh. She sat back up, grateful she was more awake than asleep or else the vibration would have scared her. She snatched the little device off the top of the book shelf. She never bothered to wonder why the phone didn't seem to need a charger seeing as how it always seemed to be at full bars. A lovely trick Diamond managed as the Prince of the dark moon clan. "Moshi, Moshi?" She answered with a yawn, her voice sounding groggy and only half alert.
"Hey love listen can we talk? I have some apologizing to do and I'd like to see you, explain." Di answered, sounding worried and a bit tired himself.
With another deeper, more resigned sigh she replied, "Sure. I can see you after school - "
But he cut her off, "No, now. I'd like to see you now, if that's okay." Sighing with a hint of laughter, she relented, "Ok...fine. I meet you in a few minutes then."
Usagi swung her legs over the bed and agreed to meet him at Ichinoyashi Park. It was only a few block away from her house, a small playground she hung out at lot. Slipping on her school uniform she crept downstairs, and barely managed to make it past Ikuko. Finding her mother puttering in the kitchen preparing breakfast, humming a little tune. Usagi smiled fondly, as she tip toed to the entry way. Her mother's voice ringing with such happiness and contentment it warmed her heart.
Slipping on her black mary janes, she ducked out of the house. Walking out of the yard and down the block at a meandering pace, enjoying the dawn glow sprinkling on the sidewalk through the green canopy of trees. As she passed under the lush embrace of several elms. She walked happily down the block feeling like making him wait just a bit after what had happened the evening before. Several minutes later she rounded the block seeing the simple silver waist high chain and pinion fence that accented the edge of the park.
Taking in the empty swings, squeaking in the faint morning breeze. The elephant slide set just beside them in the soft well pack dirt. Potted plants and large elm trees blocked the back of the play area from the street. While the front was set up with benches on beige interlocking paving stones. At the entrance to the empty park she caught sight of him. Finely dressed in a smokey grey business suit with a black dress shirt and white tie. Standing with a sad, almost lost look on his face, as he absently stared at his black dress shoes.
She took him in for moment, looking like a kicked puppy. Then a small forgiving smile pulled at the corners of her mouth. She sauntered over to him quietly, replacing her amused look with that of a dissatisfied frown. He looked up from the stones as her shoes came into view. Finding her small frame standing resolute, arms crossed over her breasts. Staring with pensive blue eyes up to him, waiting for his words of explanation.
"You said you wanted to talk." Honesty, no matter how cute he had looked she was still a bit upset. Knowing she would be in damage control with school mates and the people she knew around the arcade. So people wouldn't think her an easy going harlot. The theatre was one thing, it was dark couples were expected to make out, or at least kiss a little.
Di kept his retentive, guilty look plastered to his face, "Gomen for my actions yesterday my love." He started out, a weak smile spreading.
"I was wrong to have kissed you so publicly especially after your last public encounter. I didn't even think about it to be honest until you left. I was very upset with myself for hurting you in any way. Believe me I'd NEVER want to EVER cause you any type of pain or stress and that's what I did…unintentionally." He added on. "So…" he raised his hand and pulled out from behind a nearby bush a bouquet of multi colored roses.
She was stunned, and smitten by the sweet act. It was just so romantic...
(The last several times I had seen roses was when Mamo – chan used them to defend me.)
"The pink ones represent grace and elegance, because to me you handle yourself with such grace whether it be verbally or literally and I think since I've met you, you've matured very elegantly, not to mention your joy and cheer brightens up a room upon impact and I envy you for that." Her face was startled but seemingly glowing brighter, "The white ones are for innocence and purity. My love you as a person are so innocent yet all knowing about so much I can't help but feel enlightened around you." Her eyes began to well with tears.
She clasped her hands to her breast, admiring the bouquet with affection. The next two colors were his favorite of the bunch even as he gave the more PG rated version of what the colors represented. They were truly for passionate person in the sense of romanticism and to be frank in his opinion sexuality, but she might not respond so well to that so he figured to make the gesture more PG.
"The orange ones are of passion and enthusiasm. Your passion for life and enthusiasm make me want to enjoy it more. The lavender ones are of enchantment. I feel like you've enchanted me under a spell at times and I'd like to stay under it." The words came flowing out after having a female dark kingdom member help him under strict orders to NOT tell anyone she had to help him out.
She was promised utmost pain if she told a single living or dead soul. He already felt bad that he'd hurt his future queen, but he was angry at himself for diminishing the effect of his dark magic on her by pulling the seemingly perfect, now stupid stunt. Mamoru was in pain by his eyes but the pain that she was in from the humiliation was far too great for him to chance it again. He learned his lesson.
He looked to her seeing the pure emotions swell up within her ocean blue depths. Chuckling silently in his mind, hook, line and sinker. Such an easy girl to manipulate...he knew, but in reality he was playing on her trusting side. "Their beautiful." she sniffled.
(I was so happy that he'd thought enough to ask for forgiveness in such a way. It was out of the box and it had me feeling a sense of affection towards him.)
Without thought she enveloped him in a hug, burying her face into his stomach as he wrapped his arms tight around her. This time he watched his touches, keeping his finger discretely upon the small of her back. Not wanting to upset her when he just got back into her good graces, even it was only a foot in at least he was back.
"Gomen, my love, I never meant to hurt you, Gomen…gomen." He repeated , burrowing his face into the top of her head, inhaling her scent, committing it to memory as he did with everything in the dream. He pressed a soft kiss just under her ear as he stood back, "Can I walk you to school?" he asked good naturedly. With a silent nod, Usagi accepted. Walking hand in hand, happy and content with her life.
(Reaching the school grounds I wondered what I would be able to do with the roses. I couldn't take them inside without one or way too many questions, and secondly, they might get confiscated.)
"I love these I really do but I don't think I could take them inside. Ms. Haruna might get upset with me for having them." She sighed sadly, handing them back with a small smile.
(Bringing in roses to a teacher who always has such fickle relationships herself wouldn't be a good idea. It would draw even more attention to myself and to make it worse she'd use it as an excuse to not only take them but to interrogate me afterwards for them. Those who can't have or don't have interrogate.)
He gave her a laughing smile, "I'll be waiting with them after school. We could go for a walk in the park. I made room in my schedule just for today."
Usagi smiled, her eyes sparkling with good cheer nodded her agreement. Then lunged out shyly, embracing him again, finishing her little affections by leaned up and giving him a peck on the cheek. Her cheeks glowing with happiness looking oh so alluring to him.
(A clue for him that yes they had exceeded further, but that his actions wouldn't be forgotten.)
Di pursed his lips in disappointment having been hoping for a more, her departure was to chaste and childish for his taste. He however accepted it with a fake smile of approval, as she dashed away onto school grounds through the open gateway. However as his eyes glanced to the windows of the ground floors, main entrance, he spotted the blue haired friend of hers. She was glaring at him with calculating eyes.
Trying to figure him out, he mused. Smirking with delight, despite his ending kiss. He walked away whistling happily, hands shoving themselves nonchalantly in the pockets of his pants, without a care in the world. Her blue haired friend was no match to him. It was the fiery miko that he wanted to filet alive for her impudence towards his golden goddess. He gave the brown haired girl for standing up to him a little bit of credit, though out of stupidity or bravery he wasn't quite sure on.
Leaving the grounds he surmised a way to leak out more power without alerting his queen. The theatre had been a good venue for the heavy shadow covered the darkness he had channeled into her. Daylight…not so much.
For Usagi, classes went by slow as anything. Ami gave her curious looks but didn't press any real issues. Not until lunch came around. She made a hasty exit, grabbing her bento from her locker, feeling extreme hunger and eager to dig into it. Skipping over the yard, heading over to the welcomed shade of their old oak tree. To wait for her friends to arrive, finding the girls were already there. Minako included.
Little lying delinquent!
Frowning remembering Minako's reason last time she wondered how often the other blonde skipped school. Bento in place she walked up to them needing to talk to her senshi again.
"So is this the part where you berate me or where you let me explain things?" She asked set on getting it done and over with, as she settled herself down on the grass. Preferring to rip off the proverbial band aid and not pull it off little by little causing more irritation and pain. Makoto and Minako sighed, Ami was still apprehensive but Rei broke the silence, "Speak." dark brows raised conceding to her leader.
With a melodramatic sigh, she gave her side of the sordid story, every detail. Their faces were a range from shocked to worried, "You know we love you very much, Usagi but Di isn't a good guy." Minako tried.
(I didn't want to hear it.)
"Did I NOT mention the part where he apologized?" She replied thick sarcasm nearly dripping off her words.
"He knew you had been humiliated before and now you have quite a few people around here whispering about you." Rei stated truthfully.
(I sighed in understanding. I had a feeling it would result in that.)
Knowing just who would know what exactly was being said, she jumped to her feet, catching Umino wandering aimlessly through the yard, a book in his hands. Silently, seeking companionship from nearly anyone in the yard. Always a social outsider, he would usually latch onto anyone who would have his company. She called to him brightly, then signaled for him to come over. She hoped to gain what she needed and let her odd friend know he wasn't alone out there.
The geeky, well meaning young man ran happily towards his crush. "Usagi – chan!" He cried with joy, his nerves relaxing knowing by the invite she had forgiven his first offence.
Usagi raised a hand stopping him before he could say anything further.
"Tell me the dreadful news on me Umino. How bad is it." Usagi crossed her arms, staring down at the slightly shorter boy sternly.
His smile fell instantly, then a look of reluctance crossed his face. Which made Usagi groaned and hang her head in dread. "Please Umino, I need to hear it." She said meekly, giving him the okay to speak.
I was now waiting for that dreaded weight of social leper to come crashing down upon my head.
"Not THAT bad. A lot of people are just shocked that 'sweet, innocent Usagi – chan' actually has some balls to kiss a man older than her in public. Others feel he's too old for you and that maybe he's taking advantage, and lastly some people thinking its HIGHLY improper for a school girl to be kissing more than a peck. But those people are from really old families and feel their better than others." Umino nodded stating the bare facts.
(The little geek would know. His family was pretty high up on the food chain it was why his parents were adamant about his grades. An A- was a near failure for the poor boy. His parents got on him pretty hard sometimes about it. If they only knew he had or still did at times have a crush on a lower class student with a not so good GPA. I was grateful for Ami's mother since she was such a down to earth person herself. If anything as much as she strived for Ami to do in school she didn't want Ami to be a recluse either.
But the higher up there, the more their families imposed their values heavily on their kids. I held no doubt that the news of a blonde odango kissing so passionately in public reached them. Not that I minded but if it ever reached my parents I'd have to deal with the back lash. Hopefully that would be as far as it would go. Kids could be cruel but I was hoping that having backs turned to me would be enough to settle their need to feel more superior.)
"Domo arigato, Umino." Usagi grimaced at the news, biding him farewell with a short wave.
He nodded his head then walked off, if a bit dejectedly.
"Well at least it's not that bad…" Usagi shrugged, with a small smile.
(Not as much as I'd suspected it would be.)
"It still raises questions for us though." Makoto stated with a pensive look, chopsticks poised over her bento.
Usagi looked over to curiously, slumping back down on the grass and beginning to untie her pink cloth tied around her bento box.
"Ami said she saw Di earlier today, right after he dropped you off." Mako finished, with a grim look towards Usagi.
She looked over to Ami wanting answers, "He glared at me as I gazed at him."Ami admitted nervously. She didn't like the man around her best friend, and now that man was GLARING at said friends, well FRIENDS. It wasn't something you did, not unless you wanted all of said friends down your throat. Usagi's group were a fierce bunch, because even if you even looked at one of them wrong the rest would be there.
Usagi narrowed her eyes, then she calmed her dreadful thinking. "Maybe you mistook it…" she stated dismissing Ami's observations.
The brunette's face twisted into frustration, not liking how lightly her princess was taking her cautionary words.
Seeing that Usagi sighed. "Gomen, Ami, I was just trying to find an explanation. I'll talk to him after school today about it. Promise." She amended, popping a rice ball in her mouth and chewing thoughtfully.
The rest of lunch went by near wordlessly. A few mumbles here and there otherwise it wasn't very eventful. And since there hadn't been that many attacks there wasn't even a need to discuss senshi business.
Afternoon classes paraded by, then Usagi made tactical retreat off school grounds once more avoiding her girlfriends.
(I didn't want to deal with them, when I knew Di as waiting for me just on the other side of the main gate. Childish it may seem but I held no need to get into a debate or argument on school grounds. They might ban Di from premises if he was spotted arguing with their students. It wasn't something I wanted to chance. Better to try and do it in a different venue…away from a place you could kicked out of.)
Finding him waiting just past the schools red brick privacy fence, flowers in hand, he was as dependable and predicable as the rising of the sun. She smiled fondly quickly enveloping him in a gentle hug. He made sure to do nothing inappropriate seeing as he was in front of a school where there were teachers milling about. Escorting her to his dark sedan he drove her down to Juban park to set into motion his ulterior motives, seeking the semi private seclusion to further his seductions upon her when evening would descend a few hours from now...
Carrying the sweet smell of roses around her slight frame, as she clutched the bouquet close refusing to part with wonderful gift, Usagi wandered with Di down the winding paths of the park, talking for nearly an hour as he made sure to do what he could to make up for yesterday and still be friendly with his touches. She was so used to it, it didn't phase her, not once. Finding a bench to sit on she sat down, roses in her arms as she absently sniffed them again.
"So tell me, we confirmed that I'm a forgetful idiot at times and that I need to think before acting but have we confirmed my forgiveness?" he asked lightly, a playful smirk pulling on his lips.
She looked over to him mildly, "I suppose I could forgive you. After all you did go through a lot of trouble to gain it." She remarked slyly, looking to him with unknowing playful, seductive eyes having been aiming for mere sweet. The sight alone made him smile playfully back. Then he promptly threw his arm back behind her on the bench, a small show of possessiveness for any outside viewers, though there were none.
"I would like to talk to you about the whole girlfriend thing." Usagi began before he could get to much closer to her.
He nodded mutely.
"Yes we kissed…tw - three times." She corrected her cheeks blushing upon remembering. The theatre alone had her cheeks going even more red than before. The areas his hands had brushed, how he kissed her, it had admittedly made her tingle, but it was still more than she had been used to. Even with Mamoru up until recently there was hardly anything, "But you got this automatic assumption when we never even stated that it WAS a date." She declared with frustration, wanting him to see the point.
He seemed to mull it over in his mind, then started with his own assessment.
"I understand that I stunned you but considering how the night went, we kinda turned a corner from friendly to something more." He started, trying to get her to see where his logical thinking had been going that evening. "By the end I thought it turned into a typical date." He gave her an innocent, yet confused look, hiding the growing smile threatening to erupt on his face. If he didn't say something more to contain it she would start to suspect.
"Have your date nights with Mamoru been so chaste, and so uninteresting, that you don't know what a true date experience is like?" He smirked at the ground, enjoying the subtle put down directed at the dark haired man. It was a situation he would happily remedy for her. Give her a taste of what a true date was like and how it could end rather pleasurably, for them both. It was something he was working towards.
"I am guessing you are just not used to being with someone so passionate. I truly don't want to frighten you off, what were your dates like with him…tell me so I can know. I like you to much to lose what we have." He asked her sweetly.
Almost peeved that he was talking that way, but knowing that he just didn't know what to say she let it pass, "My dates with him were filled with ice cream, small kisses and sweet but small embraces. Nothing like that overwhelming moment we shared." She confessed, her face glowing even more. Never having had such a moment of passion in a theatre before. Even though she still felt mildly guilty when it came to Mamoru.
Di felt smug about how pedestrian her time with Chiba had been, he had a perfect launching pad to teach her what a true loving man was. But he kept his face set, not letting his anticipation show. He was however a bit stunned that this seemingly true love of hers, her future lover, husband and king, couldn't even court her right. It was something that had the effect of befuddling him when it came to her.
As far as he saw it she was a beautiful, gorgeous creature, someone that could entice a priest out of the order if she wanted to. Here this Mamoru had had her, had his shot and he was taking her on 'ice cream' trips? The only ice cream trip he had in mind would be in their bedroom, and he could already imagine the different places he could put it on her before licking the creamy confection up.
This Mamoru guy was clearly to green around the edges for his golden goddess, she deserved someone who could enjoy her and whom she could enjoy whenever needed. He would happily fulfill that role for her. Be the king she needed, and show her what true passion was like. Give her what she craved, demanded. What her love would need, and it wasn't more heart break, that much was for sure.
"So you have to understand I'm not very good at deciphering dates when my only realm composes of barely there actions. I get confused." She admitted with a shrug, feeling like a little girl out of her league with him. She truly liked him and was now truly considering dating him, despite her hearts growing need to be true to Mamoru, even though they weren't together anymore, much to her continued disappointment.
"Well from what I've heard, and this is only my perspective intake from that, but it seems like even when you were dating the man, he treated you more like a close friend then a prospective lover that he wanted to be with." He crossed his arms over his chest, leaning into the bench while giving her a meaningful sidelong glance. Letting his eyes talk for him instead of being blunt about his intentions.
Usagi blanched then glowed with new found embarrassment. His words sending her off on a lewd tangent, that turned her stomach slightly. With nerves or something more she really couldn't tell. The nightmare all but erased from her mind upon waking today.
He nodded having seen the error of his gesture, he backtracked, "Usagi, my love, I care very deeply for you. I like you a lot. More than I have in a long time for someone. I would like to see you as my girlfriend, if you're willing to. If not then I'll do whatever I can to show you what a great boyfriend I can be while being your friend." He surmised as he tried to gain her acceptance through compromising.
Usagi was a taken aback by the words and thoughtfulness. "Maybe we could try a 'date, date'." She offered with a bright smile, giving him a chance at redemption, "Provided there's no more kisses in full view of the public. I like to keep things more privately restricted." she explained with a cautionary finger raised.
(I didn't want another public screening of my love, or dating life. It wasn't what I wanted or needed. Now if it were publicly behind closed doors, like my encounter with Mamoru was then I could deal with it. Not with what happened but just kissing more behind closed doors. Even I blushed at how that sounded in my own mind.)
He smiled warmly, "Whatever the lady wants." His eyes sparkling playfully.
Though even to her it seemed more than innocent kissing thoughts were going through his head.
Usagi craned her head slightly to the side in puzzlement wondering what he was thinking.
And oh the many things he was thinking about her statement. There were so many ways that he would love to show her and bring her into. He already knew she was a great and passionate kisser. She brought out his more dominate side and it became harder for him to control himself with her. It was like in the dream he slipped into. Seeing the scene unfold he had been unable to help himself and slid them both into the counterparts. Even if he was slipping into Mamoru's it didn't matter, for a few moments he felt her surrounding him.
It was to blissful to give up. Had it not been for Mamoru's pebble throwing intervention he would have made her his in her dreams. But now that he had an entry in there he could do it again, only this time he'd be more subtle. He gathered he had startled her by turning from one face to another but if it was more subtle, as far as he saw it she wouldn't care and slowly she'd become his.
With his arm now more intimately around her shoulders, he let his hand fall to its preferred place brushing against her breast. Now that they were in a more reclusive area of the park, with only the birds chirping as a distraction he was feeling more and more pulled to kiss her again. He leaned in slightly, "My love would it be too soon if I wanted to give you a kiss again?" he asked, hoping that by asking her permission instead of taking it as he did last time would make her feel more comfortable.
She bit her lip uncertainly, seducing him more without thought. Then she leaned in a small amount herself, a silent nudge from her unconscious urging her forward, even as she wondered if she had forgiven him too quickly. If she was letting him back in too fast. At the exact moment their lips met she heard a "Usako!" being nearly shouted. She jerked her head away so quickly, the sudden parting of lips made a snapping sound.
It left Di fuming beside her. Looking for the cause of the distraction, he found to his further frustration, Mamoru running up to them. Dressed in his jogging outfit, or grey sweats and a white t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a beige towel tucked into his collar. Diamond was trying to figure out how she seemed to suddenly perk up when Mamoru was around. She had been so complacent just before he arrived.
Things didn't make any sense to him now. Mamoru didn't even look upset to see her kissing him this time. He was truly baffled by this. His head wanted to dart back and forth between the two in a ping pong fashion, but he remained seemingly impassive to the intrusion.
"Good to see you." Mamoru spoke up, glad he had intercepted them before the kiss could fully blossom. Usagi seemed to beam a bit in happiness upon seeing him but retained her position on the bench. Di's arm however was still behind her possessively.
"You too. How's your jog?" She asked looking for an excuse to talk. Taking the invitation he stopped and sat down beside her, though he didn't get in between them.
Such a move would cause tension to rise up and he was trying to retain their weird truce of friendship they had just once again created.
"Decent." He turned towards Di, his eyes filled with subtle threat, yet his face looked oddly impassive. As if he knew everything Di was doing without letting Usagi see what he truly meant.
Di saw the look and remained stony and aloof,
"How's Business going?" He asked Di.
"Very well." Di was curt and to the point not feeling like elaborating to this man that he felt was lesser and didn't deserve to even breathe in the same space as himself let alone his future queen.
Recognizing the tension Usagi jumped up and said to both men, "Let's get something to eat. I'm famished." They followed submissively after her, glaring at each other, each one in the own rights knowing just how far they'd follow the golden haired goddess. Perhaps even to the ends of the earth if she asked it. Both glaring at each other and smirking to themselves internally already knowing the answer.
"So...what are you guys in the mood for…a vendor cart or maybe something like Crown Fruits would be an option? What do you guys think?" Usagi jogged backwards, offering a small attempt to start a nice conversation.
"Doesn't matter to me?" Mamoru cast her a smile and shrug. He paid Di a sidelong snide look as they walked. "Di looks like he's ready to go some high class restaurant, though. Maybe, he could go home and change into something that doesn't stand out so much in a casual setting. We could meet him there in a little while." Mamoru offered in mock polite tone.
"I just got off work..." Di explained in a growl. "Crown would be fine for me, Love." He turned from Mamoru, using her pet name to egg on his anger and jealousy. He really despised this man that though he could win back HIS future queens heart. The man wasn't within his game yet here he was trying to play with him. Only soon enough in his opinion would Mamoru find that he was no match for him.
"Works for me too, Usako..." Mamoru responded, using his pet name towards Di as a verbal perry.
Usagi groaned and rolled her eyes. Trying to avoid a further battle of words she spoke up, "Fine, we can head to crown its only a few blocks away after we reach the end of the park." She turned her back on them shaking her head...this was going to be the longest walk ever...
It wasn't till several tries at finding them some common ground that Usagi realized under no circumstances would these two get along AT ALL if she were gone. The civility felt hostile and that was just the emotions they were emitting. It made her wonder what really lied beneath the surface with them.
Maybe she'd find out come summer break. It was coming up soon. She knew it'd be a great opportunity to really reconnect with the girls and to find something outside of the city that the men in her life could connect on cause right now, there was nothing besides her that was stopping them from cutting into each other. She was no fool, she could see the tension that was rising. If only she could find that ground.
(Someday I'll find it. I want both of them to at least be civil. At least they were ACTING civil with each other. Though the snide barely there remarks were cutting in like a knife little by little into a cake. Di would remark on the poorness of Mamo – chan's treatment while Mamo – chan would recant back the similar stunt he pulled with me. I was tempted to tell Di about Mamo – chan's parents but felt that was to personal. I didn't want to hurt Mamo – chan. He'd already apologized as it was.)