Dark Kingdom 51

She was pulled more than she ran. She was too confused for that. And excited. He had asked the crucial question. And she basically said yes.

"Now tell me what you mean by that.", she repeated out of breath. All the way up to the temple, she had asked for an explanation of his last sentence. What did he want to come up with and especially when?

"Are you always that curious actually?" , he asked. There was a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"Yes."

He must have slowly understood that. But instead he just sighed and pulled her past the magnificent main house.

"Give me a tip." , Usahi asked impatiently.

"Just strain your head." , he growled.

"You're mean!", she complained of course, again completely exaggerated. "Wait a minute! Why do you know your way around here so well? "

He had led her purposefully past the chancel and stopped in front of a pretty little wooden house with a covered terrace.

"I've been here often enough.", he replied, seemed glad that he was finally out of the rain and looked at the sky covered with gray clouds. It took a few seconds for him to spot Usagi's reproachful face.

"Not what you think." ,he added.

"What do I think?", she asked.

"You are very exhausting right now, do you know that?"

Usagi opened her mouth to reply, but was stopped by Mamoru's raised index finger and the alarming look on his face.

Before she could really grasp it, Mamoru turned around the corner of the house and pulled a figure out from behind it, which he pressed brutally against the wall.

"What's your problem?" , he growled angrily.

"Nothing, I ..." the figure stuttered back.

Usagi couldn't see the person because she was hidden by Mamoru's broad cross. But she felt more than uncomfortable.

"And you chase and just out of boredom?", Mamoru's voice sounded threatening. He leaned forward a little further and finally Usagi could see who was being held by him.

"Wait, Mamoru! That's a policeman! ", she exclaimed, startled.

"Seriously?" Her boyfriend replied in disbelief. She nodded.

"Have I done something wrong?", he asked his counterpart, but did'nt let go of him.

"Not yet." Jedite pointedly pointed to Mamoru's hands that were holding him by the collar.

"He's the one who chased us the other day.", Usagi tried to explain.

"That was your plastic bowl?"

"Hey, that's not a ..." complained Jedite, but was suddenly interrupted because Mamoru pushed him again and apparently even more angrily than before against the wall.

"You owe me a new clutch. And an explanation. "

The door opened.

A young woman with long black hair and in a traditional kimono stood in the frame.

"You brought friends with you?", she asked blankly.

"Something like that.", Mamoru replied and pushed past Rei, still gripping Jedite by the collar.

"Would you like to come in too?"

The question was directed at Ussgi, who until now just stood there and didn't really know what to do with herself. She also entered, nodding silently.

She was greeted by the cozy warmth of a burning fireplace, which at the same time lit up the small room, apparently the living room. In the middle of it stood a flat table with several cushions scattered around it. Framed parchments with countless characters hung on the walls.

"Go get changed. There are kimono in the bathroom. ", Rei said and gently pushed Usagi towards Mamoru.

She was surprised by the light touch and even more by the hospitality. Had she done her an injustice after all?

"Are you keeping an eye on him?", Mamoru forced Jedite to sit down and motioned for Ussgi to follow him into the bathroom.

"Sure. Tea? ", Rei asked the blond young man, who just nodded silently and looked at his hands. Usagi caught Rice's look, which seemed infinitely sad. Who was this girl?

"Do you want to change first?", Usagi asked to Mamoru, who had locked the door behind her.

"How do you know he's a cop?" He made no move to take off his clothes.

"From Makoto." she honestly admitted.

"Why can't I get rid of the feeling that Makoto always knows more than me?" Mamoru paced restlessly in the small room. Almost like an angry tiger in its cage.

"She just knows him from before."

She didn't want to explain all the details to him. She felt as if her friend had told her that in confidence.

"And why is a policeman chasing you?" Mamoru wanted to know while pulling his shirt over his head.

Usagi looked shyly at the floor before answering.

"He thought I was Diamond's girlfriend."

The black-haired man was now about to open his trousers, but didn't seem to notice how Usagi was watching him with a red head.

"How did he get that?"

Usagi shrugged. Gosh, could he stop doing a striptease in front of her? How should she concentrate on the conversation when he's only wearing boxer shorts that clung to his firm buttocks and ...

She closed her eyes for a moment, remembered his question and tried hard not to stare at the obvious curve in his underpants.

"He's seen us together a few times." She cleared her throat. Always look in the eye. Nowhere else to go. Okay, maybe on those huge pecs.

"A couple of times?", Mamoru's eyes narrowed. "Didn't I tell you to stay away from him?"

"Not just you." , Usagi mumbled casually

She registered too late that Mamoru came two steps towards her and rested his hands on the wall next to her head.

"Then why don't you stick to it?" , he sounded almost like a hissing snake.

"I like to form my own opinion.", countered Usagi.

"What exactly do you get from this opinion if you end up in one of his clubs? Do you still think he'd be nice while you get ready for the next suitor? "

That was silly.

"You're exaggerating." She smiled pained.

"I'm not exaggerating. Because I've seen it all dozens of times with my own eyes. And you too. Think of Naru! ", Mamoru practically implored her.

"But Sapphire ..." Usagi interjected, but was interrupted.

"Diamond isn't better than his brother. He's just smarter and more inconspicuous in his approach. But if he wants something, then he gets it too. And at the moment he especially wants you! "

There was a brief silence. She had seldom seen Mamoru so emotionally.

"I understand." , she said finally.

"Good.", Mamoru seemed to have calmed down again. "And now take off your clothes."

Please what?! Just now they were having an argument and now he wanted that?

"You're already shaking," , he answered her incredulous expression.

"Oh.", She was a bit disappointed. "But turn around."

She unbuttoned her blouse when he turned his back to her. Silly, really, if you thought about it like that. At the moment she wished nothing more than to sleep with Mamoru, but was afraid of showing herself naked to him. Wouldn't he see her anyway? But what if he didn't like it? If only he didn't want to go that far because he didn't like something about her?

Maybe her bosom was too small? She looked at her bare breasts. He had treated her so wonderfully earlier. How could they not please him?

"Do you think Naru is fine?", Her former best friend had not been to school in the last two weeks. Their calls and messages also went unanswered.

"Real answer?", Mamoru stayed on his seat, still only in his underwear, which was a wonderful sight for Usagi. "She can be happy when she's so full of drugs that she doesn't notice what Sapphire is doing to her."

"What?", Usagi quickly put on the kimono that had been laid out and took Mamoru's arm, turning him to her. "You just say that?"

She was utterly shocked by his coolness.

"Naru is my friend. I can't just watch it break. I could also have got hold of Sapphire. "

"I don't think so."

"What is he doing with her?", Usagi held on to him almost desperately. "Tell me! You know it, don't you? "

Mamoru looked down at her unrestrainedly and finally answered her almost painfully slowly.

"Sapphire runs several brothels. Mostly for men with special inclinations. "

"No ...", everything seemed to collapse on her and her stomach cramped. "I have to get her out of there."

"Don't even think about it!"

Threatened Mamoru, confusing her even more.

"But she is my friend!"

"She had enough time to find out what Sapphire was doing. You warned her more than once. "

Usagi dropped her arms, thought hard before answering.

"Then I'll talk to Diamond. He has to bring his brother to his senses. "

"No!"

The growled answer startled her, but she dismissed the idea of complaining about it. Now other things were much more important.

"I have to help her. Then ... ", she went through all the possibilities desperately. Her heart started racing when she remembered something. She looked piercingly at Mamoru.

"Then I'll give you the job." ,she whispered.

"Please?"

"I'm giving you an order to kill someone." , she repeated in a firm voice.

Mamoru sighed in frustration.

"Usagi, that ..."

"No, I'm serious," ,she interrupted him. "I want you to kill Sapphire."

"I choose my assignments carefully." He objected with a frown.

"Where to?"

"Whether the murder is justified."

Usagi gasped audibly.

"Of course it is. You know what Sapphire is like."

"Let's assume I would." He narrowed his eyes. "How do you want to pay me?"

She paused, thought back and forth for a moment, before she had to realize something sadly.

"I have no money."

"Then the subject would be over.", Mamoru turned away from her, for him the discussion seemed to be over at this point. Not yet for Usagi. She took a deep breath.

"I only have that." ,she whispered. With that she opened her kimono and let it slide noiselessly to the floor.

Mamoru stared at her in surprise. First in her face and then all over her naked body. She turned her head to one side in shame.

When he walked slowly towards her, she closed her eyes. So now the time had come. She had waited so long for this moment. She hadn't imagined him to be that humiliating, though. And certainly not for that reason.

She winced when she felt Mamoru's hands on her hips. Shouldn't she be enjoying his touch? Instead, she felt like her whole body was going to cramp up.

His hands went down and down her thighs. It felt so different, so much harder and colder. She froze a little.

A soft cloth was placed on her shoulders. She opened her eyes again. Mamoru was just about to close her kimono again.

"Stop that nonsense!", he said coolly.

"That's no nonsense!"

She had to swallow. "I'm serious."

Liar!

"Me too. You wouldn't be better than a whore. "

A very sensitive comparison. Okay, it was true, but anyway it did. She didn't want him to see her as that.

"By the way."

He leaned forward, whispered gently in her ear.

"I get your body like that too."

"How do you want to know?", Usagi was indignant, but was quickly distracted again as Mamoru pulled her to him and his lips caressed the sensitive area behind her earlobe.

"Because my proximity already excites you so much that you can hardly hide it.", He pushed the fabric of her kimono on the belly aside and with his free hand ran his free hand down between her legs.

Usagi gasped in shock when she felt his finger slide painfully slowly into her, paused in place for a moment and then out again more slowly.

She groaned and put her forehead on Mamoru's chest. Her entire abdomen seemed to twist and consume even more under his exciting game. Another longer and she would collapse, her legs already resembling jelly.

He withdrew one last time, this time completely. Usagi was breathing hard. Why did he do this to her?

"Don't ever ask me to work for you again." , he whispered as he pulled away from her and put on his kimono.

There she had her answer.