Sailor Moon S 'Rise of the Messiah'

by max333

Weeks after the Wiseman is defeated and the dark crystal destroyed, the lives of all that were there or involved have changed, and not all for the better. With the approach of a new enemy and two potential allies do the senshi have what it takes to come together once more? Why are the senshi now acting disorganized? And will Usa's dad ever accept Mamo? SEQUEL to 'Roses & Diamonds'

25. mamo - meal & Shingo braves his papa

NeoPrincessRini: Kenji will soon get more than an earful. Stay tuned.

Eliza: I almost gave him one but thought that might be to much. And as for Ikuko's reference, I was going for the start of their romantic relationship. I just didn't go into detail. So it could have been eluding to anything from a kiss to something more PG-13.

silverfaerie91: I've put up a poll now to ask if 'Shaydoe' and I should it should be in my profile page. I've actually been thinking about how to progress marriage and the aspect of a potential early birth for Chibi Usa, but it wouldn't be till nearly the Stars era and that's IF we decide to do so. I mean after all I am speeding up her maturity and the likelihood of her no longer living under her parent now...we'll see what happens.

moonbella09022: glad you think so.

I'm kind sad that there's only 4 reviews. I do love them but what happened to the 17-23 I usually got. I'm beginning to wonder if the story line isn't going in some favors more than others…granted we're still trying to do things the way we envision things but I'm just curious is all. Anyways enough of me moaning on it please read and review!

Oh btw, smut warning in here!

Sailor Moon S 'Rise of the Messiah' ch/ep.25

Going out the next day after school, to the crown fruits parlor. Still dressed in her school uniform, as Mamoru had picked her up straight from the front gate. He was on his way home from University so was still dressed nicely in a dark navy suit. With matching black tie, hanging low over his white dress shirt. Usagi and Mamoru grabbed a corner booth. She ordered a double cheese burger, fries, a milk shake, while Mamoru just had a coffee. Their conversation dyeing a quiet death as the food came. She began scarfing it down like there was no tomorrow.

Mamoru smiled at his girlfriend's appetite wondering when she did get pregnant how much more intense it would get. She already ate as if she were eating for two. It was a daunting sight to see a small, petite woman inhale so much food. Crown Fruits customers were repeats though, that knew of her voracious appetite. So there was no awkward staring or whispered comments. Usagi was used to receiving such unfavorable attention, but was confident enough in herself not to take it to heart.

Mamoru laughed as she wolfed down her fries, sipping his coffee quietly. Discretely hiding his smug grin. He knew how much her mouth could hold and couldn't help but feel a tinge of envy at the juicy burger. He wanted to be in her mouth all of a sudden. It was when she licked some mayo from her lips that had him biting back a groan. He was still in an area full of people while his girlfriend was oblivious to the alluring sight she made.

It was several minutes later when he couldn't help it and gave in to his bodies demands and hauled her up from the booth, wanting to get into a more secluded area of the place. Usagi yelped, snatching one last fry and popping it in her mouth. Unazuki spotted them and rushed over, "Oh no!" she saw their direction towards the office at the end of the back hall, "Not again!" She grumbled.

Darting out from behind the front counter and catching up to them in the shadowed hall. "Motoki told me all about your extra-curricular activities in the Arcades office." She confronted them, hands on her hips. The couple laughed, "For shame, Mamo - chan!" Usagi pulled her arm from his grasp, acting appalled at the older man's lewd intentions. Her outrage pretty mute by the huge approving smile on her face.

That had him smirking and chuckling himself. He had told her all about Motoki and Unazuki's paled faced reaction back at the pharmacy over his condoms. So Una was most definitely in the know about their less then innocent relationship. "Gomen, Una - chan." Usagi apologized, attempting to smooth over her man's impetuous behavior.

"We'll only be a little bit." Mamoru pressed, but Unazuki wasn't having it. "Forget it. Go to your place, my office isn't your private…ANYTHING!" she put her foot down, crossing her arms and pointed back out to the restaurant.

Mamoru sighed and turned around knowing he wasn't getting anything anytime soon, "We could always go back to your place." Usagi reasoned barely sitting back down at their booth before he was hauling her to him again, throwing some random bills on the table and dragging her laughing out of Fruits. Unazuki went to clean up their booth when she found the money and shook her head, ruefully. "She's got him spun so hard he's over paying."

Seeing the pile of yen discarded like fallen leaves amid the half eaten meal, but she still had to laugh that the always cool and in control Mamoru was totally hooked. Usagi's power of him was practically absolute. It was a total one eighty to how things had been a few months ago when the blonde was pining away for him, unable to move past her love for him while he was acting completely unscathed by their breakup.

"Good for you Usagi." Unazuki smiled and nodded approvingly.

Racing down the crowded sidewalk, with Usagi's hand gripped tightly in his hand, a secluded alley between a couple store fronts caught Mamoru's eye. It was perfect, narrow and somewhat winding. With a couple of huge metal garbage bins to block the deeper recesses of the alleyway from the street, he was tempted to take her into that alleyway but thought better of it. While there was a great thrill to getting caught making love in public, he preferred the thrill further from any prying eyes of an alleyway.

She noticed his eyes flick towards the alley her own eyes flying wide as his stray thoughts of taking her down there fluttered across their link like the tickle of feathers upon her skin. She felt the same way, bad idea! This area did frequent some of her friends from school. She didn't need them to look over by chance and spot her boyfriend then spot what she would be doing to him…or visa versa.

With Naru and everyone that wasn't the senshi's eyes, she was still an innocent and preferred to keep it that way. She didn't need 'slut', 'tramp', 'harlot' or 'whore' stamped on her, making it even worse for her remaining school years there. She had enough with 'cheater' being whispered about. Something she hadn't wanted to talk to Mamoru about yet. She was hoping that soon it would blow over and the next new rumor would take over.

"Let's get back home, I'm starving for my 'Mamo – chan manwich'." she laughed at her little joke, twisting her wrist free from his grasp before taking off. He smiled and was right behind her, on her tail proverbially and literally. Thanks to her sprints and training with the girls recently she was able to keep ahead of him. Plus her ability, due to her lithe, small size to dodge through the crowds helped a great deal. While Mamoru did have a bit more of a difficult time, due to his larger size, which slowed him down a bit.

The late October sun was fighting to warm the city below as the crisp wind blew through the streets, tossing forgotten plastic bags and discarded papers along the avenues. The dry leaves crunching under her shoes as she led her beloved prince on a sly 'cat and mouse' chase down the streets of Azabu. Ducking in and out of sight through the milling people on the sidewalk. Taking to the side streets full of a noodle carts and merchant booths on a wild round about path back to his apartment.

Mamoru heart was soaring, watching how flushed her cheeks got while running. Her eyes shining with mirth and exhilaration as she cast him laughing smiles over her shoulder. She had the most indomitable spirit, its joy so infectious he was laughing loudly as he raced after her quick little form. Uncaring for the odd looks they were receiving from the stranger's sharing the streets with them.

It was when she ran through the lobby that he was able to finally catch up. Bursting through the glass entry doors like a small explosion, the old security guard behind the front desk glancing up with amusement as the lover's chased each other down the foyer, disappearing into an elevator set along the far side.

Usagi was laughing quite loudly from the excitement of the chase she started. She sucked in deep breaths and braced her hands upon her knees to take in more air as he slipped through the doors behind her. Just as they closed he snatched her wrist then spun her around. Beaming in joy she couldn't help but laugh even more. Her voice echoing like soft bells to him in the small compartment. That quickly transformed into throaty moans, as he began to caress her slender neck with his lips.

Pressing her up against the back wall, his body tight against hers. His hunger growing as he began to mouth along her collar bone, long sensual kisses that sent delightful shivers through out her body. When they got halfway up, she managed to disentangle herself away from him, darting forward towards the elevator panel and hit the emergency stop button. Mamoru was stunned at first, then released a lusty breath as she grabbed him through his pants, "I want my meal now." She purred.

She craning her neck back to give him the most seductive siren like smile. Mamoru about swallowed his tongue before hitting the release button and begged, "Just give it another minute Usako please!"

She pulled the zipper of his pants down, slipping her hand inside and stroked him several times before the door dinged. She got the devil in her eyes as her hand slipped out equally fast before she darted for their door. He could hear her mischievous giggles as she tore away down the hall at an amazing speed. Using the key he gave her she slipped inside the apartment and kicked off her shoes, not bothering to put on the house shoes.

Then she dashed into the living room, her heart slamming against her chest with building excitement. Her eyes bright and shining with joy. These moments just playing around with him were the most cherished in her heart. She felt so free, all the pressures of being Sailor Moon lifted away for just a while. She was just Tsukino, Usagi a young woman who was passionately in love with her boyfriend and nothing else seemed to matter.

He followed chuckling at the game, enjoying the chase just as much. Slipping off his own shoes, tossing his suit jacket to the floor before undoing the buckle to his belt, he leaped through the archway. Finding his apartment strangely empty.

"Usako?" he asked uncertainly, looking about the vacant living room for her.

He could hear her gentle, delighted hum from around the corner only to be pulled forward and pushed into the wall with surprising force. Seeing her sweet face full of mischief right before she dropped down to her knees. His mouth went dry, as his breath hitched with anticipation. Pulling the belt buckle away completely she undid his pants and pulled them down to pool around his ankles. Giving a few gentle pumps she slipped his hard length from the pocket in his navy silk boxer's and swiftly enveloped it into her mouth.

He moaned at the sensation of her wet, hot mouth on him. His hands holding her head in place, his larger palms cupping against her ears gently, as he didn't want to hurt her. "Want me to make you come?" She coaxed in a throaty whisper, a slurping sound accenting her questions, as she released him. He moaned languidly, lost under her spell once again. "Hai!" his eyes now fluttered closed, basking in her seductions.

He didn't see the sly look on her face as she slowly unclothed herself. Letting her school skirt fall to a pool at her knees, her shirt and bow slipping down her arms and away. All the while sucking him to perfection.

Just when he was about to come, when she felt the telltale tightening within his member, when she saw his face mirror the ecstasy flushing through his body, she removed her mouth much to his surprise and bolted. Fully nude, her skin flushed with arousal, she threw her shirt at him as a distraction as she took off down the hall. Mamoru lunged forward but his pants now knotted around his ankles hung him up.

With a growl of playful irritation he fell forward on his stomach. Landing in a push up position, with his dress shirt hanging low over his well-formed butt. He quickly kicking the heavy cotton pants, they soared through the air landing like a dark flag along the back of the couch. In an instant he was back on his feet and sprinting down the hall. With his shirt tails flapping and a determined glint in his dark stormy blue eyes.

He sought to claim his taunting little minx, who was giggling in both fright and anticipation as she sprinted ahead. With his longer legs he caught up in three quick strides and tackled her to the ground. However she used the momentum and rolled over enough to run again.

This time he pinned her to the door of his bedroom. Pressing her front against the cool wood, her butt perfectly aligned with his groin. She let the air whoosh out of her, "Nowhere else to run my little rabbit." he groaned against her ear as he lined himself up ready to enter her from behind. She smiled and shoved away from the door knocking him off balance, just barely and ran for the couch. He grabbed her just before the couch and hauled her over the arm.

Gripping her hips as her legs naturally spread open, he spread her legs even wider using his strong finger's to massage the tender area hidden along the underside of her thighs. His finger's delving upward with a practiced grace. He felt her wetness from the chase between her legs, "Someone likes being the proverbial rabbit." he smirked playfully. She moaned heavily, "Sometimes the big bad wolf needs to work for his treat."

She bent over further, giving him a delicious view of her round bum. He squeezed her butt tighter before giving each cheek a light slap, then a gentle squeeze as he then lined himself up to enter her.

Barely remembering he reached over to his dress pants discarded on the couches back and grabbed his wallet from a side pocket. Pulled a condom out extraordinarily fast before slipping it onto his waiting member. "Mamo - chan please!" she begged, feeling him hot, hard and pulsating against her core. She was getting impatient, knowing the pleasures to come. Lining himself up he slammed into her from behind.

Her silky wet heat surrounded him like a warm glove. Her scream of pleasure mixed with his roar as he started a fast rhythm. Rocking her lithe body over the couches arm, as she bit her lip in sudden intense arousal. His entry had been rough and full of passion. The agony of taking his girth so violently, was both painful and yet very stimulating. Her inner self was throbbing as he took her in long, hard strokes. Her breath was soon reduced to sharp, shallow breaths, wanting this connection to him to never end.

Supporting herself she could only use one hand upon the couches arm, while her free hand played with her own breasts. Seeing this erotic display, he arched his back making her straighten up. Being so much shorter she released a startled cry as her feet were now braced against the couches low arm. Wrapping his own arms around her, his warm palms cupped her breasts, while she grabbed ahold of his butt. Pushing him in ever deeper into her, urging more from him and his hot thick member.

"More, harder!" she demanded, feeling herself catch fire. He thrust himself fiercely inside, making her bounce against his groin. He gave each nipple one last pinch before dipping a hand below and giving her clit the right nudge to send her over the edge.

Mamoru watched her convulse on his member and it just made the love he had for her, along with his ego swell up. He felt her tighten almost unbearably before it passed and begin to loosen up again. Feeling him still hard within her she looked back to see the fire burning in his eyes, "We're not done yet Usako." his voice was deep and husky, speaking of many things he'd like to do to her.

He hauled her up off the couches edge, pulled himself from her and threw her bodily over his shoulder. She giggled at the caveman tactic, "I'm feeling tired now Mamo - chan." she faked, swooning with a hand over her forehead. He swatted her bum sharply before retorting, "I don't care if you're dead, cold and buried, you're not sleeping till I'm sated to." Of course he knew she was just playing around again, that she was nowhere near sleepy.

It was the only reason why he declined her need for sleep. Tossing her on the bed he loosened and untied the neck tie around his neck. Kneeling on the edge of her bed with her gorgeous body sprawled before him. Spinning the tie in playful threat over his head. She grinned, her whole face glowing with anticipation of what was to come. But sought to turn the tables on him, making him want to jump her instead of bind her.

Aligning herself with him she crawled forward like a cat in heat. Her golden tails trailing away down her shoulder blades, she lightly but forcefully pushed him backward. The neck tie losing its momentum as he lost his balance and fell backward to the floor. She gave him a brief apologetic look, finding him now sprawled upon the wooden floor. Releasing he was unharmed her face returned to that sexy smirk. Crawling over his body with her pert breasts dangling in front of him.

"Usako..." he groaned, as she trailed kissed down his chest. Her hands caressing his hot skin in smooth darting movements that were driving him nuts. Now on her knees between his legs, she lightly toyed with his member before giving the tip a light lick. He could hold no more and tackled her back into the bed, "My, my Mamo - chan, anxious are we?" she purred. He didn't even respond.

Instead he hooked her right leg over his shoulder and secured both of her hands firmly over her head with the tie before slamming himself inside. She arched with a cry as he impaled her, her whole body now pulsing with delicious pleasure.

"Keep them up there." he growled his demand. She nodded but had difficulty. Her little seduction quickly went into his favor as he now had the control. She decided to take some of it back and clenched her inner muscles in an attempt to keep him seated within her. The extra effort had him pausing and growling in need of her. He was so in love with her, he couldn't imagine his future without her in it. She encompassed the whole of his existence, he breathed and his heart beat only for her.

He knew a few months ago Motoki could name a dozen women he thought were beautiful, curvy and downright 'fuckable', but this woman here, whether she was his princess in a former life or to become the future Queen of his planet, his Usako was the only one he could ever see himself being with. She held the erotic appeal of a sex bomb but didn't exploit it. Her beauty was beyond measure inside and out. Words could not describe the depth of love that he held for her. It overwhelmed him how she could fill his soul so completely.

She was his and his alone. Everything about her, everything she did in the world made her irresistible to him. Truthfully, she was the most gentle, caring, intelligent and gorgeous woman he had ever met and in his eyes she approached perfection. The man had gotten horny for her while she ate a burger for kami's sake.

On that note he thought of something. Dipping his fingers down him felt her wetness seeping from between her lips.

He coated his fingers in her sweet honey before suckling them dry and coating them once more, all the while moving within her in slow but hard thrusts. He wanted to torture her as she had done to him earlier. Dipping his fingers into her mouth she licked them delicately before suckling them with near art. It was enough to make him loose even more self-control than he already had.

"You're going to be the death of me Usako." he grunted, removing his wet fingers from her mouth, trailing them along the contours of her mouth. He watched her tongue dart out and lick up the remains from her own lips, "What a way to go though." She smirked in approval. He drove in with more power at the same time as he dove in for her lips. His tongue matching the rhythm of his thrusts within her willing body.

She was gasping for air as he released her, "More! I want all of you Mamo - c - " her voice began a near wail of pleasure as he hitched her other leg up around his neck, and pulled her bum into his lap, sat back on his heels that were now curved under him, and with his hands on her bum, controlled the speed and direction of his thrusts within her. He himself was growling and grunting with the force of it.

She slipped from the necktie somehow and used her own hands to try and make him loose his control, but he was thrusting in so deeply within her there was no room for her thumb and fore finger to wrap around him. "Mam - " she was close to begging again for him to give her all of him when he suddenly lost it. He began pounding into her with strength and stamina of a raging bull in heat...if bulls went into heat that is.

"Yes! YES! Mamo - Mamo! YES!" she chanted, her pulse increasing at the onslaught of his thrusts. Unable to hear him through the haze pleasure washing through her body. It was a wild and maddening rhythm that had her back arching. Her breasts bouncing franticly, fingers clenching against the straining muscles of his forearms seeking to find something to grasp before the torrent of their love making overcame her.

The storm of his powerful thrusts calmed becoming long, smooth penetrations that gave her time to take a deep breath. Exhilarated she smirked up at him, able to reciprocate in their love play once again.

For him it was the sight that greeted him as she slide her hand down her body right up to him that did him in. Watching her caress her perfect breasts, giving a slight rub to her nipples before going over her flat stomach before grazing him had sent him over the edge, "MINE!" he growled in pleasure and threw himself into her.

Dropping lower on her he bent her practically in half as he pounded his lower half into her, her screams and chants making him go on and on till all that was left was the two of them. He crushed his body to hers and lost the last of his control, giving her everything he had. She took it and matched it with her own. Fearing losing his sanity over their joining he felt her clenching her muscles in obvious need of his own seed.

With a few finalized thrusts he exploded within her. Roaring out loud, managing to shove the rest of his face in the pillow to avoid disturbing the neighbors. Then he had to mentally laugh since currently Usagi's piercing vocals were doing that job for the both of them. But he wouldn't trade it for anything. If anything it made his ego rise that he pleasured his future wife to be so well. When they finally came down from their extended high he rolled over on the bed taking her with him.

"I want to do this forever with you Usako." He told her. "Hai…I can't imagine being anywhere else right now." And she couldn't. She loved her family to death but to leave Mamoru, her future husband, destiny or not wasn't an option. "I'm glad I'm staying here this week." She drew lazy circles on his chest, "Hai, me to." His hands drifted over the flawless skin of her back. With an easy, content, stroking that had her nuzzling into him as she fell asleep.

Saturday.

It was the next day, the last day of the week at school. While she only had to endure half a day it was still one hell of a morning! It had been during first period when she'd been called in to the office. She had barely sat down in home room when her school speakers were calling her to report at the office. It provided to be a blunder for her academically as Mamoru's college 'friend' to put it nicely was in the office again to assure once again that she knew the materials.

She met with him in a vacant office just off from the principals. Sitting down at the fake round wooden table on a plastic yellow chair the creaked under her slight weight. Finding him politely holding the door open for her, he closed the door softly as she settled herself at the table. Dressed in a black suit and tie, he looked far too formal to be at a Junior High School.

The room was filled with self-esteem posters of animals, promoting positive concepts like strength, honesty and perseverance. She had to laugh to herself this room might also be the school psychologists little therapy room to aid the students. It really didn't suit this little coming encounter very well.

Akito was only interested in undermining her Mamoru. His intentions to only help himself and not her educational career. These sessions were nothing but a sick farce. A dishonorable attempt at blackmail, as she quickly got the distinct feeling that he was trying to gain more information from her on her and Mamoru's relationship. She didn't trust him, but she had play along Mamoru's own University Career was at stake. So she gave him the basic's that she would tell nearly anyone.

That led to him 'accidentally' locking her in with him. She groaned as she heard him flick the deadbolt on the door. Something she was already mentally preparing to fight over. Briefly she wondered if she'd have to literally fight him and how that would end up. He sat down in the opposing chair. "Ohayo gozaimasu." She greeted coolly. "Konnichiwa, Usagi." he replied. She quirked her head to the side as he didn't speak it properly, or rather acted as if they were close enough to not use the 'chan'.

The girls still used it as well as she, it was just something born and bred into them since being children so it was very hard to not say the proper honorifics unless you held either little respect for the person or were incredibly close and that other person didn't mind or care. She was not comfortable with him not using it but ignored it in favor of getting out faster. The fast she was out the faster she could get away from him.

He quickly jumped into her most recent English mid-term. Answering many of the questions concerning the parts of speech for the English Language correctly. She could tell she surprised him on how proficient she was able to speak some of the English tongue twisters. In the auditory portion of the test. Even to the point where he was conversing with her in English to try and trick her a bit.

"You're quite the tongue twister to huh?" he mused. She giggled, at the honest compliment. It was his next words that took the air out of the room, as he twisted it into something dirty that she was only comfortable with her beloved on. "Mamoru – san must like that." He commented in a low tone. Despite how low it spoke volumes. She knew the double meaning well but didn't rise to the bait.

"Are we finished?" she asked, trying to be professional but curt. She didn't like him. Their last less then polite encounter had left a very bitter taste in her mouth. She stood up not even letting him acknowledge her pointed question. Going to the door she swiftly she went to unlock it when he decidedly stood directly behind her. His body in her personal space.

Her body's unease for 'unwanted closeness' going off like an alarm within her. Her breath hitched in surprise and anxiety at the action. Enough so much that Mamoru felt the cold tendrils of fear through their link. What's wrong? He demanded. Your 'friend' is getting a little too up close and personal. I have to get outta here. Her slightly panicked voice grating on his nerve endings as well. He'd have to have a serious talk with the man.

"Leaving me so soon?" he asked, knowing full well he was invading her personal space. His hands tempted to see if her skin was as soft as he'd imagined. Though only for pleasure filled purposes, he held no care for her on a personal level, "Hai, I have classes to get to." She answered, keeping her voice level. She knew Mamoru could hear him, their link so strong that he could hear conversations if the link was open as it was right now.

She put up a brave face as she studied him and suddenly found him a LOT closer than she originally thought he was. His face way to close for comfort. "I'm curious to know more about you…have lunch with me on the weekend sometime." He proposed. "Gomen, that wouldn't be professional, I do not think I would be inclined to your offer. Nor would Mamo – chan allow such a thing. He's very protective and possessive of me." Mamoru's over protectiveness and possessiveness knew no real bounds.

She used the slight moment in hesitation to slip out, her tiny frame able to slide away before he could grasp ahold of her or protest the action. Honestly he felt as if he were getting closer to figuring her out as a person. If he could maybe he could figure out Mamoru's secret with her and how it's been improving him academically then he could destroying him and taking the lead. He thought if he could take her away he might be able to deter him, but it seemed she was one tough person to wrap around ones finger.

She wasn't as soft to the touch as he first thought she was. He'd have to try a different tactic with her. Sad part was he wasn't always there for their 'sessions'. He only got called in once every two to three weeks to ensure her knowledge of said subjects. He decided he MIGHT have to watch her from another perspective. Perhaps seeing how she interacted with friends…Mamoru himself even. However if he did he'd have to be careful. He had no desire for Mamoru to figure him out or catch him.

No he had bigger fish to deal with. Namely Amber. She was a bit more devilish than he gave her credit for. While decent in the sack he would need someone in his future that wasn't quite so possessive or would be more accepting of his having multiple partners. Though if he could nail Usagi in the bedroom he could not only take care of ending Mamoru but also find out if she tasted as sweet as he thought she did.

A small notion that since she wasn't easily manipulated that she would be better to show off at political and financial benefits rather than Amber. Amber was a little to nutty for him to deal with. Plus she had this near cocky demeanor that didn't attract a lot of people. He had remembered Usagi at the party that night. She had attracted many people. Her sweet innocent demeanor had many enthralled with her charms.

Though she never noticed them as she conversed with friends and danced with the race car driver before dancing with Mamoru. To be seen with a future medical profession and a professional race car and sports bike racer it put her into high rankings. Plus people saw her as a people pleaser that didn't readily bend easily to others wills. Case in point the confrontation with Amber there. She'd handled it with style and grace. He'd seen the looks on people's faces when they saw her alluring gown and how she graceful she danced.

Like she'd been born into the world of refinement and upper society. And when people saw her with Mamoru or rather Mamoru with her. They saw the future of what they could take and mold into something mind bending and important. Truthfully the happiness on their faces when looking into one another's eyes made him both jealous but also in need to scoff. That type of romantic notion was foolish.

Of course it was there that he met Amber. Her obvious statement with her little dress making him smile knowingly. She was not so innocent or as sweet as Usagi, not by far. After the disastrous events that happened at the ball, he had managed to get her into his bed quite easily. His seductions on her nearly to easy as she seemed to be on the rebound and looking for any sort of comfort that night.

Having felt her crush towards his competitor now thoroughly squashed. He had scoffed at it as he took her none virgin body in bed. She wasn't a woman you fell in love with. She was girl you played with, a girl you used and threw away like yesterdays garbage. She just wasn't a very memorable person in any way. She had been a good lay but nothing more to him.

He was nearly ready to write her off when her last name had rung a bell. He wanted to see how far he could push things, see if he could use her just a little while longer till his prize would be in his grasp. But no it never fell and he was stuck with her…for the time being at least. Not wanting to admit that he had been bitten in the ass for his actions when it came to her. Sure he used her but she was also using him. She was just far more possessive with it.

A trait he was not crazy about. But during that party with what he had seen and how the young man was now in class had him thinking that the stupid notion of love was highly believed by him. It was why he felt that if he could break the two apart he could gain control once more and beat Mamoru. He hadn't thought that Amber would give in and NOT use her contacts to screw Mamoru over for not choosing her. No instead she left the matter alone. She didn't screw him over nor help him.

It was a dead issue that he tried every now and then to bring up and examine. Sure he still slept with her, a good lay for him to work himself over on. Sad part was every now and then his mind was starting to obsess over his need to beat Mamoru that he started to imagine her as Usagi. A fantasy that he would take her during their sessions and she would love him for it! A real man who knew how to please a woman. The real Usagi though, would scream rape before he could do anything if he tried that.

He wouldn't blame her for it, he would if he were her. But it was why he had to seduce her. Get her guard down. But that was proving to be a huge challenge. Never would he have thought that a soon to be high school student was so strong in her reserves and so 'in love' with her man, that she not only could resist him but continued to do so. Every woman fell into his lap, his charm was insatiable.

Happily succumbing to him even, but not her. She had this almost passive aggressive attitude with him that had already made him lose his temper once. She confronted his ploys with a polite impudence that made his blood boil. She was subtle with her back handed comments, never quite up front with how she loathed him. But the feelings of frustration and disrespect lay just under the surface of every conversation they had.

He was safe to say he was stunned and at a lose for words at times. She was making him work to possess her. Making him rethink his approach toward seducing her. She wasn't an average girl that was for sure.

He had no doubt that her relationship with Mamoru was less that innocent. The way her hips swayed when she walked, the confidence she had, the not so bright burn but rather clear understanding of what he meant to really say was clear enough that their relationship was intimate. But without a physical exam that was all hearsay to anyone. And what would happen if he did expose them. It wouldn't do much to break them up if they were already sleeping together for this long.

Mamoru would find a way to keep them together or she would. This wasn't just a physical thing for the dark haired man it was something stronger. It made him feel alive and ready to do anything he set himself to do. No he surmised to himself, if he was going to do this, going to end their relationship he'd have to be smart about it. Simple seductions wouldn't be enough no he'd have to go further than that. He'd have to try and get her to fall in love with him. Now the new question on his mind: how in the hell was he going to do that?!

Akito had been lost to his thoughts all the way back to campus. Retreating to his dormitory on the north side of the university. A set of male only dorms of white washed stone that housed undergrads. There were a set of matching dorm for the women as well. A little educational community nestled in the high tower's of the main campus itself.

He was to caught up in his inner plots to pay any real attention to his dorm mates. Hanging around the cement steps smoking and discussing their classes. Thundering up the main steps and down a side hall on the main level towards his room. He locked himself up in his bedroom to formulate his plans.

Back in Minato-ku another man was struggling with his thoughts of Usagi as well. Kenji was having a mental debate in his mind's eye over the issue of his baby girl. Locked in his study with the drapes drawn, casting his little heaven of solitude into a dull shadow. Hunched over his oak desk, the table top neat and orderly. His laptop humming in the corner, casting the only light into the room.

The sharp glow pooling upon the side of his head, illuminating a withdrawn, very pensive look upon his face. Having downed most of a bottle of whiskey he was working on his latest glass trying to get over the fact that his daughter was no longer innocent. Spinning the copper liquor in its stout glass absently with his fingers. The ice inside clinked smartly against the glass accenting his agitated state mind.

Glancing to his old oak bookshelf set against the side wall. Filled with small treasures, beloved novels of his youth and long lines of family albums. His gaze focusing bitterly on the line up glossy colored books. He knew pulling out old memories from the photo albums would only serve to drive his anger further. He was even tempted at this point to smash his glass at the window but refrained.

He then scoffed in memory of what Rei and Minako had said about the two. Notions of love at such an early age yet he was still a little confused as to when the blonde had mentioned that he had and would die for his baby girl. What had the couple gone through for them to say such a thing? He wondered. But now he wondered how he would play it off if it ever got out that she was not only no longer innocent but staying with her boyfriend.

The shame it would bring on his family name, upon himself as a fatherly figure to have seemingly either allowed it to happen or that as a father he had little control over his daughter's indecent actions. He loved his daughter so deeply. It was the only thing that kept him from taking immediate action and going to Mamoru's place right now. He needed to calm down and rationalize this before he did anything crazy.

The last thing he wanted to do would be to push her further away. However his couldn't help how the blind hate and rage for Mamoru was eating him up inside. The fact that he had been defiling his daughter for the past several months was driving him nuts. Sex in his mind's eye for his daughter should wait till marriage, or in the case of him and his wife, night before the wedding. Not like anyone knew. And they were quite happy with their two children.

His daughter however, sweet, innocent – no…he could no longer call her innocent. Sweet, lovable and full of life that was his daughter. He sighed, feeling a headache coming on. "My precious baby girl…" then the thought of Mamoru making it impossible for any other man to want to be with her. Ruining her for a real prospect able marriage…when she became old enough for marriage that is.

It was outside his study that Ikuko sighed listening to his seething ramblings and wishing that he would wise up. She had let him back into their room, their bed and he had spent the last few nights making it up to her. She had to fan herself a bit at the refreshing memories of their bouts in bed. Then she realized that with whatever startling things he'd heard today was making it more difficult for him accept it poor Mamoru.

If he couldn't do that, he would never be accepted into the family. It made her wonder if at the end of the day which side Usagi would choose if her father did something stupid and forced her to choose between them or Mamoru.

She sincerely hoped not. She loved her daughter, wanted to help pick out that wedding dresses when the time came, wanted to be there for graduation, but if things stayed the way they were. If Kenji couldn't accept their daughter with Mamoru. Then her daughter would be forced into a balancing act, juggling school, Mamoru and visiting family when it should be school, family and visiting Mamoru.

She looked up to spot Shingo rounding around the bottom of the stairs. No doubt heading into the kitchen for a snack, instead finding his mother at the back of the hall. Leaning against the wall with a very slumped, melancholy in her pose. Giving her a strange look he finally gave voice to his worries.

"When is Usagi coming home?" he asked. Missing his big sister. He hated to admit to it but without her around the house seemed a little more dull and his father more broody and moody than ever before while his mother tried to play mediator. "I don't know…soon." His mother replied a smile of hope tugging at her lips. He knew their cousin was helpful in being there, presence wise.

Chibi Usa was aiding somewhat in her own ways by taking Usagi's place as the little girl around the house. But her extreme childishness gave way to Kenji remembering that while she was much like his daughter, she wasn't. Which only put salt upon the wound of loosing his only beloved daughter.

Chibi Usa around the house was a breath of fresh air, but she had a mysterious air about her, like a warping sensation. Like she fit but did not fit at the same time. He couldn't fathom the strange feelings, the spell blanketing his mind created a haze familiarity that he quickly just took for granted. His parents and himself, saw her as just a cousin rather than the truth that she was his future niece and their future grandchild. But she kept his father mostly at peace. But like he himself she wasn't always around. It didn't bode well for Kenji.

Shingo stood in the hall his face souring, as his mother retreated back into her own sanctuary...the kitchen.

Having had enough he dared to enter his father's study. Slipping inside finding the door unlocked, moving as quietly and as unobtrusive into the warm shade of the room. With a gulp he closed the door behind him. He may have enjoyed countless times in the past to get Usagi in trouble, be a troublesome little brother, but he still knew what made her happy. At the end of the day a comic was paper, and ice cream was merely just food…or a rendition of food. Mamoru he knew was someone that Usagi loved beyond a shadow of a doubt.

He'd seen the guy around her often enough to know if he could put up with her sloth like habits and still come out swinging in the end. Handle his temperamental father with a sense of respect after everything his father had said and done then the guy deserved her.

"Papa?" he asked softly. His father looked to him, besides at the end of the day in his mind's eye who else would put up with his sister? "Hai?" before Shingo could respond his father went on.

"You know after putting a roof over her head, food in her stomach, and putting her in a good school she still lied to me and continued to see that man!" his father was raging. "She soiled herself with him out of a blind notion of love. She's to young to understand the concept let alone fall in love." Her father berated her without her even being there. Shingo gulped and gained his courage, "I think you should consider taking a step back from this and seeing things through her eyes." His father snapped his eyes to him.

"What I mean is…" Shingo almost faltered, "She's brought her grades up, she's a lot more responsible, she's matured greatly. She doesn't even get into immature fights with myself or Chibi Usa anymore." He missed that, but had accepted that she was far to grownup now to take the bait and argue with him now. "Mamoru – san is good for her and you're the blind one, if you can't see that." His father looked red with rage, "You think I'm wrong?" he demanded, daring Shingo to defy him and say yes.

And Shingo braved the storm he would be unleashing, "Hai. Because she's always been there for me! Because she's had my back when I was a young kid! So yeah she's with her boyfriend, so yeah their together! WHO CARES?! She's happy, healthy and grown smarter than even what I thought she could be! He makes her better just as she makes him better. Their what mama calls two halves of one soul…whatever that means…" Shingo's voice faltered at the end, looking away scratching the back of his head still trying to figure that one out.

"Papa. You're seeing things through only a father's eyes. She loves him. If you do anything further against them…you might ruin your relationship with Usagi…for good." Kenji did NOT like to hear that. Part of him knew the truth of it but it didn't make it any easier. He wanted to rage that his daughter was no longer innocent. That everyone was against him. That in the end someone else was protecting his daughter that WASN'T him. "I thought I had more time…" he sighed. He waved his son off, needing some time to himself.

He couldn't decide on what to do with his daughter. Not when he couldn't think rationally enough to make a conscious decision that wouldn't have her running into her boyfriend's arms regardless of it. It was just really hard for him. Whenever he pictured them he felt angered. A shine caught his eye, turning he found an old family photo. Tucked away in a simple black frame, the spotless glass protecting the image.

Sealing it away from the elements, freezing in time a moment of pure happiness that he would never see again. Only in memory. He looked at his young daughter, she must have been about six at the time. Standing before her parents in pink kimono with bright green sash, her arms wrapped around a much younger Shingo. Her golden hair up in it' s odango and tails, nearly glowing in the image.

Her wide cerulean blue eyes gazing out with such joy, it seemed over flow from them. Smiling at the youth and innocence she presented always had him smiling in laughter. Never even thinking that someone could see that innocence as a trait to fall in love with.

Whiskey in hand he left his office and walked straight to his daughter's room. Her former room that is, "This cannot be happening…" he muttered to himself. He looked about and saw quite a few things gone. He looked in a few half opened drawers to find several of them empty. Her vanity nearly cleared of personal effects. Her bed the obvious target for his new aggression lay there untouched as it had been for days, nearly a week now.

"Gomen…but I'm not ready to let go just yet." His hands gripped the glass till he felt it creak in his hand. Throwing it the glass shattered against her bed frame. It woke up the stunned Luna as she had been laying under a pillow, hoping that a day in the Tsukino residence would give her a moment's peace for her mind. The constant battles taking its toll on her Mau brain, making her feel drained. Sleeping with Usagi in bed always helped to clear that.

However with Usagi over at Mamoru's place that was nearly impossible. Several times she had tried to go to his place only to slip in and find them in a highly compromising situation. The last one against the couch arm had been to much for her feline eyes to see. Even the few seconds of seeing Mamoru bare chested with a look that could rival an alpha male in heat was just to just much. Then to add in when Usagi sat up she lost it.

She hadn't even bothered to attack Mamoru or to reprimand her charge, only fled the scene and hope that the sounds would die down by the time she got far enough away. She had just decided after that to NOT go over to his place unless invited, although now she was beginning to wonder if it was theirs. Having been partied to the knowledge of what was going on via the other girls as Usagi was busy often these days.

Her relationship with Usagi had changed, she felt like an outsider. A forgotten counsel that was no longer needed. She was officially cast out of her charges adult life, unless invited over to the apartment she would remain aloof. She wished to have been in her human form so she could have gouged her eyes out from the sights at the time of occurrence.

Currently as she was in reaction she jumped out and nearly sunk her claws into Usagi's father whom had been to stunned to find a black cat jumping out at him to deflect in time. She detracted her claws at the last minute and landed on Usagi dresser as she soared over his head. "Though you were with Usagi?" he questioned. She barely repressed the urge to respond back. Instead she meowed in the best 'you know what your doing is wrong' voice she could muster. He sat on the bed, "Is it so wrong to want to protect her from everything?"

His voice sounded broken and in despair. Luna wished to tell him that Mamoru had protecting her as tuxedo mask since the first time she transformed into Sailor Moon. That she had been in more battles, more death defying ordeals than he could imagine. That he may have been protecting her heart and guiding her moral compass but she had been aiding in protecting the earth since she was 14. The cat sighed deeply herself.

She could tell him none of it. One he would freak out that she spoke, two he might deem her a demon if she spoke, three goes back to one, and four, if he did actually listen to her then he'd be pissed that regardless of what his daughter had become, what she would become that being in battles was to dangerous. That she shouldn't be risking her life day in and day out. That she was his precious baby girl.

Sadly though, it that was not the case. True she was his daughter, but she was a hell of a lot more than that. No she was a glowing light on the world, she was a senshi, she was a strong fighter that stood for what she believed in regardless of what others thought. She had grown up considerably since her first transformation. The duty of a senshi becoming a driving force in her life. She had changed it from duty to who she is as a person in life.

Luna knew she not only accepted but expanded on her birth right as a soldier, as a great fighter, as a dignitary when needed, as a strong leader, as a princess and mostly as a fair and powerful future Queen over both the earth and moon that would give rebirth to the Lunarian and Terrian royal line. A first as she was as well. She would have made her moon mother proud of her and what she had accomplished and what she would accomplish in the future. She had already made Luna proud of her. She watched her charge in battles and knew that she had been training.

Makoto's fighting moves had made the girl stronger, sharper, her senses more in tune. Dare Luna even hope it but also made her able to ascend the silver crystal soon to. She could feel it in her heart and in her bones. Usagi was already starting to become more powerful than any previous moon Queen born. As with the others the next generation was always more powerful. Luna hadn't expected for it to be so soon but it seemed the new connection to the 'chalice' was making it possible.

It seemed that is. It also seemed as if Usagi's father would never accept her prince in her life. It was the odd look he had on his face that grew towards more anger that caught her eyes. She glanced over her shoulder towards the large mirror braced against her dresser. Tucked along the simple fame she saw the very thing that made him red in the face once more. A picture of her and Mamoru.

Unlike the other one this one had them out on a date. In a photo booth. The first few were goofy pictures but the last few were ones that were obvious that the couple got lost in each other. Lips, tongue and hands all in not so PG-13 places.

Snatching the long column of images, he crumpled them in his hand up before leaving out of Usagi's room. The resounding click of the door shutting sounded almost final. Luna could only hope and pray to the moon goddess Selene that Usagi's father in this time would come around and understand. Usagi had lost her moon father to war, never having gotten to know him even in the slightest. She didn't want her to have to lose this one out of an inability to accept.

A swish of white pacing before the glass patio door caught her attention. It was Artemis, he patently sat down as she leaped to the floor of the room padding over to the unlocked door and pushed it open slightly with her nose.

"How's it going?" he asked, referring to Usagi's father. "I fear if he doesn't accept Usagi will lose her family here. Or at least lose her father here." The black cat sighed, "Maybe we could use the Luna mind meld to see what's making him so riled." The moment the white feline spoke the words Luna hissed at him, "And risk muddling his memories in the process? Without him being Lunarian or a senshi he cannot be reached as a mere mortal. The mind link would severely tamper with his memories and create havoc."

For whatever reason the spell Chibi Usa cast worked fine but them, no theirs was of even older magic from the moon. The Mau's mystical ways were powerful, ancient magic that you just didn't play around with. Very effective for senshi but highly dangerous to the mind of a mere mortal. "If we did it we run the risk it could shock his mind and erase his memories. Everything gone. Wiped clean like a polished floor." She growled at him.

It was why she had to get Usagi to talk her parents into adopting her as a cat. She couldn't do a spell on them or give them a mind melt without disastrous effects.

"Worth a try…" Artemis muttered, not giving up. "You seen Usagi – chan lately?" he then asked, wanting to change the subject. Luna was responding just staring at him like he had grown two heads. He was grown uncomfortable and nervous under her scrutiny.

"To much…" the black cat muttered under her breath. Artemis lifted a brow. "Nothing. Never mind. We'll have to come up with something or at the very least see how her absence here is effecting her parents. Plus…" Luna started a near grin on her face, "Watching Ikuko chase Kenji around the room with a spatula is hilarious!" Artemis dropped his jaw in shock before Luna left the room via the window.