It's me again! Sugoi, minna... I just looked on my stats page, and I never knew so many people were reading my stories. *beams* ... of course, I would have known if you had all E-MAILED ME! (hint, hint ^_~) But I love you anyways. Chapter 2 is probably going to be the shortest chapter in the entire story, so don't be disappointed that not too much happens. I promise that in chapter 3, things will start to get *very* interesting.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon. I do, however own a flute and a physics book. They, like Sailor Moon, are not for sale. Okay, so maybe the flute isn't for sale...
Rushing In - Chapter 2
by Star Bunny (bunny28@hehe.com)
rated:PG-13
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Chapter 2
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"USAGI!!! I DON'T BELIEVE YOU!!!!!! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?!?!"
This was the greeting that woke up poor Usagi-chan the next morning. Confused and still a bit groggy, she opened her eyes to be faced with a very ticked off Luna and a newspaper.
On the front page was a picture of Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen at the temple where they had been married the night before. Usagi groaned and rolled over, throwing her pillow in the general direction of Luna.
"Okay, so you know. Now can I get some sleep around here?!"
"Usagi-chan! How could you? And we still don't know if he's the enemy! He could be *using* you."
"Oh, can it Luna. I don't want to hear it. I'm sleepy."
Luna looked at her charge with what could only be described as a disapproving motherly look.
"I'm disappointed in you, Usagi-chan. You have compromised your entire mission, and you have betrayed your princess. Well?" she asked, tapping her paw in agitation on the bed, "Don't you have anything to say for yourself?"
"Not this early in the morning, Luna. Maybe sometime in the afternoon," she mumbled. "What time is it, anyway?"
"Eight-thirty."
Usagi immediately vaulted out of bed and began running around the room.
"Why didn't you wake me up earlier, Luna? I'm going to be SOOO LATE!!"
Luna looked at Usagi and let out a guttural, very un-feline growl and stalked out of the room just as Usagi's mom came in the room.
"Morning Usagi-chan. It's good to see you getting up earlier on a regular basis. I am really appreciating this new change in your behavior."
"Huh?" Usagi stopped her running around the room and glanced at her mom. Then she looked at the clock next to her bed, which read 7:22. She cried out in frustration and collapsed on her bed. Her mom left the room in confusion, deciding that maybe Usagi needed some time to herself.
Usagi lay on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Great. So someone had gotten a picture of them getting married and decided to make a story out of it. Now all the senshi would know about it...
She groaned and started thinking up excuses to stay home from school. Right now anything sounded better than facing the girls with this news.
Let's see... she could try the sick stomach routine. Nope. She used that last week. She could always fake the flu... but her mom knew that one, and would take her temperature. Headache? No, she would get an aspirin and be sent on her merry way, so to speak.
Well...? She sighed and methodically began to dress for the day. She would have to face them eventually, she supposed. Might as well be now. Luna already knew, after all. It would only be a matter of time.
* * * * * * * * *
Usagi made sure that she got to school right as the bell was ringing. True, she had geared herself up for the confrontation with the senshi, but she still wanted to put it off as long as possible. And she was more than willing to let it slide until lunchtime.
As she slid into her seat, she could literally feel the looks that Ami and Makoto were giving her.
Oh boy, she thought, This proves to be interesting...
Lunch came way too soon for Usagi's tastes, and just as she had predicted, the second the lunch bell rang, Ami and Makoto pounced on her.
"Is it true, Usagi-chan?" Ami asked breathlessly.
"Yeah. What's up, Usagi-chan?"
"What are you talking about, minna?" Usagi secretly hoped that if she feigned innocence they would forget about it. No such luck.
"Usagi-chan..." Ami warned.
"Usagi! As a fellow senshi I will not stand for this. We have a right to know what you did with Tuxedo Kamen-sama last night."
"That," Usagi blushed, "Is none of your business."
Ami and Makoto caught Usagi's blush, and both of their mouths dropped open.
"It's true, isn't it?" Makoto gaped. "You actually *married* him!"
"Keep it down, Mako!" Usagi hissed. She glanced around nervously, hoping that no one had heard.
"You did, didn't you," Ami breathed. "Oh boy. Usagi, you know that he could be the enemy..."
"Oh, stuff it Ami. For the last time, he's not the enemy. I think that I would know..."
"You think that just because you marry the guy that makes him good? He could be using you!"
"Minna, you don't understand. Tuxedo Kamen is good. I love him..."
Makoto and Ami just stared at each other.
"I think you should know," Makoto began, "We called a senshi meeting today after school to discuss the situation."
Usagi stamped her foot. "This is not a situation! I wish that you would give me a bit more credit... I'm not stupid, you know."
Ami looked like she wanted to say something, but she was cut short by the bell that signaled the end of lunch.
"We'll talk later, Usagi..." Makoto called after her.
"Great," she mumbled, and headed inside to her next class.
She sat down in her seat, fully prepared to take a nap like she always did after lunch, when she saw the picture on the front board. Her cheeks went bright red and she sank down in her seat. Apparently this was the class that Tuxedo Kamen had been talking about...
The teacher came in and began her lecture. Usagi shifted uncomfortably in her seat as she looked around at all the other students who were paying *very* close attention. But something just didn't seem right with it. It seemed so... fake and cheap compared to what she had experienced last night.
She made a face at some of the boys in the class, who were grinning and laughing as they watched the teacher write on the board.
And then she realized what was missing. It was love. Usagi suddenly realized just how lucky she was. She was in love with a gorgeous, strong, perfect man who loved her and cherished her and wanted to be with her. And they were married, she quickly added to herself, because she knew that marriage was the key element in what she and Tuxedo Kamen did have. And it was all the more special because of that.
She looked around the class again, and she pitied the poor students who had yet to understand what love really was. Love wasn't sex. She realized this now, more than ever. Love was ever so much more, and she was so lucky to have found it, even if it was only for a short while.
* * * * * * * * *
School finally let out, and Usagi weakly pleaded out of going to the senshi meeting.
"I'm sure that you can make your decision without me there."
For some reason, they accepted this. Maybe because they didn't want to discuss it with her, or perhaps because they realized that nothing that they would say to her would change her mind. Usagi was bound and determined to make her relationship with Tuxedo Kamen work out.
So they left for the temple, and Usagi headed to the Crown arcade to get a chocolate sundae. She had been craving one all day, and she felt that she deserved it after all the torment she had had to endure.
She sighed with relief when she finally settled down into the booth and lifted a heaping spoonful of ice cream and hot fudge to her lips.
"Mmm..." She couldn't remember anything tasting quite so good. "Thank you so much, Motoki."
"No problem, Usagi-chan. Anything else I can do for you?"
"Nope. This is just what I needed after my day..."
"That bad, huh?" he asked as he sat down with her.
"No, it wasn't bad. It was just stressful."
"But isn't every day stressful with you, Odango Atama?" Usagi looked up to see Mamoru standing next to her booth. She stared up at him, ready for a fight, when she suddenly realized that she didn't want to fight. She wasn't mad at him. In fact, all she could think about was...
She quickly looked down at her sundae, unable to believe that she had been thinking *that* about Mamoru-san. It was unthinkable! Not only should she not be thinking that about anyone besides Tuxedo Kamen, but this was *Mamoru*! Of all people!
I'm sorry, Tuxedo Kamen-sama, she thought pitifully. Some wife I'm turning out to be...
"Hello, Mamoru-san," she said automatically, eyes still trained to her ice cream.
Motoki must have noticed the tension between the two - he definitely noticed the look that Mamoru was giving Usagi - but nevertheless, he decided to break the ice.
"So. Did you two hear about Tuxedo Kamen and Sailor Moon getting married last night?"
It wasn't the best subject to bring up.
"Yeah," Mamoru said, clearing his throat and sitting down. Sitting down was probably the best thing for him right now, he thought. "I saw the papers."
Usagi grunted.
"Oh yeah. Sorry Usagi-chan... I forgot that you liked him," Motoki grinned sheepishly.
"You liked Tuxedo Kamen?" Mamoru stared intently at Usagi. Usagi's eyes lifted up off her slowly melting sundae until they met Mamoru's.
"Of course I like him. What girl wouldn't?"
"And it's not like you didn't like Sailor Moon, Mamoru," Motoki teased. Usagi's head jerked up.
"You like Sailor Moon?" Then she clapped her hand over her mouth and returned to staring at her food.
Mamoru smiled, his eyes taking on a faraway look.
"Yes, I like Sailor Moon," he said simply.
"You're taking this whole marriage thing quite well, then," Motoki noticed.
"I suppose I am," Mamoru smiled. "I'm at least glad that Tuxedo Kamen was the one to get her."
"Me too," Usagi whispered softly, a secret smile on her face. Mamoru caught the smile, however, and his brow furrowed in confusion. What was the smile for? Something just didn't make sense about the way Usagi was acting today... She seemed different somehow.
Mamoru shook his head, trying to shake off the feeling that Usagi was giving him.
This is ridiculous, he grumbled, I can't believe that Odango Atama is making me feel like this. He shifted uncomfortably in the booth, and he suddenly couldn't wait until that night when he could meet Sailor Moon.
"What's that look for, Mamoru?" Usagi asked sweetly. "You look tired."
"Late night, Odango." He turned to Motoki. "Can I have a cup of coffee?"
"Sure. Be right back." As soon as Motoki left, Usagi winked at Mamoru.
"So... who is she?"
"Huh?" Mamoru's head snapped up.
"Oh, come on Mamoru! I recognize that look. Who is she?" But Mamoru had regained his composure, and he wasn't about to be caught this time.
"She who?" Usagi rolled her eyes and reached across the table to slap Mamoru upside the head.
"Whatever girl's putting that sickeningly goofy look in your eyes." When Mamoru remained silent, Usagi sat back in a huff. "Fine. Be that way." Then her eyes lit up and she got an impish look on her face. "Do I know her...?"
But Mamoru just grinned and took the cup of coffee from Motoki.
"Keep yourself guessing, Odango. And please take your time," he teased as he got up and left the arcade. "See you later, Motoki."
* * * * * * * * *
Ah, irony. The bliss of it all...
Write me, write me, write me!
Bunny ^_^
"One kind kiss before we part,
Drop a tear and bid adieu;
Though we sever, my fond heart
Till we meet shall pant for you. "
Robert Dodsley (1703-1764): The Parting Kiss
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon. I do, however own a flute and a physics book. They, like Sailor Moon, are not for sale. Okay, so maybe the flute isn't for sale...
Rushing In - Chapter 2
by Star Bunny (bunny28@hehe.com)
rated:PG-13
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Chapter 2
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"USAGI!!! I DON'T BELIEVE YOU!!!!!! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?!?!"
This was the greeting that woke up poor Usagi-chan the next morning. Confused and still a bit groggy, she opened her eyes to be faced with a very ticked off Luna and a newspaper.
On the front page was a picture of Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen at the temple where they had been married the night before. Usagi groaned and rolled over, throwing her pillow in the general direction of Luna.
"Okay, so you know. Now can I get some sleep around here?!"
"Usagi-chan! How could you? And we still don't know if he's the enemy! He could be *using* you."
"Oh, can it Luna. I don't want to hear it. I'm sleepy."
Luna looked at her charge with what could only be described as a disapproving motherly look.
"I'm disappointed in you, Usagi-chan. You have compromised your entire mission, and you have betrayed your princess. Well?" she asked, tapping her paw in agitation on the bed, "Don't you have anything to say for yourself?"
"Not this early in the morning, Luna. Maybe sometime in the afternoon," she mumbled. "What time is it, anyway?"
"Eight-thirty."
Usagi immediately vaulted out of bed and began running around the room.
"Why didn't you wake me up earlier, Luna? I'm going to be SOOO LATE!!"
Luna looked at Usagi and let out a guttural, very un-feline growl and stalked out of the room just as Usagi's mom came in the room.
"Morning Usagi-chan. It's good to see you getting up earlier on a regular basis. I am really appreciating this new change in your behavior."
"Huh?" Usagi stopped her running around the room and glanced at her mom. Then she looked at the clock next to her bed, which read 7:22. She cried out in frustration and collapsed on her bed. Her mom left the room in confusion, deciding that maybe Usagi needed some time to herself.
Usagi lay on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Great. So someone had gotten a picture of them getting married and decided to make a story out of it. Now all the senshi would know about it...
She groaned and started thinking up excuses to stay home from school. Right now anything sounded better than facing the girls with this news.
Let's see... she could try the sick stomach routine. Nope. She used that last week. She could always fake the flu... but her mom knew that one, and would take her temperature. Headache? No, she would get an aspirin and be sent on her merry way, so to speak.
Well...? She sighed and methodically began to dress for the day. She would have to face them eventually, she supposed. Might as well be now. Luna already knew, after all. It would only be a matter of time.
* * * * * * * * *
Usagi made sure that she got to school right as the bell was ringing. True, she had geared herself up for the confrontation with the senshi, but she still wanted to put it off as long as possible. And she was more than willing to let it slide until lunchtime.
As she slid into her seat, she could literally feel the looks that Ami and Makoto were giving her.
Oh boy, she thought, This proves to be interesting...
Lunch came way too soon for Usagi's tastes, and just as she had predicted, the second the lunch bell rang, Ami and Makoto pounced on her.
"Is it true, Usagi-chan?" Ami asked breathlessly.
"Yeah. What's up, Usagi-chan?"
"What are you talking about, minna?" Usagi secretly hoped that if she feigned innocence they would forget about it. No such luck.
"Usagi-chan..." Ami warned.
"Usagi! As a fellow senshi I will not stand for this. We have a right to know what you did with Tuxedo Kamen-sama last night."
"That," Usagi blushed, "Is none of your business."
Ami and Makoto caught Usagi's blush, and both of their mouths dropped open.
"It's true, isn't it?" Makoto gaped. "You actually *married* him!"
"Keep it down, Mako!" Usagi hissed. She glanced around nervously, hoping that no one had heard.
"You did, didn't you," Ami breathed. "Oh boy. Usagi, you know that he could be the enemy..."
"Oh, stuff it Ami. For the last time, he's not the enemy. I think that I would know..."
"You think that just because you marry the guy that makes him good? He could be using you!"
"Minna, you don't understand. Tuxedo Kamen is good. I love him..."
Makoto and Ami just stared at each other.
"I think you should know," Makoto began, "We called a senshi meeting today after school to discuss the situation."
Usagi stamped her foot. "This is not a situation! I wish that you would give me a bit more credit... I'm not stupid, you know."
Ami looked like she wanted to say something, but she was cut short by the bell that signaled the end of lunch.
"We'll talk later, Usagi..." Makoto called after her.
"Great," she mumbled, and headed inside to her next class.
She sat down in her seat, fully prepared to take a nap like she always did after lunch, when she saw the picture on the front board. Her cheeks went bright red and she sank down in her seat. Apparently this was the class that Tuxedo Kamen had been talking about...
The teacher came in and began her lecture. Usagi shifted uncomfortably in her seat as she looked around at all the other students who were paying *very* close attention. But something just didn't seem right with it. It seemed so... fake and cheap compared to what she had experienced last night.
She made a face at some of the boys in the class, who were grinning and laughing as they watched the teacher write on the board.
And then she realized what was missing. It was love. Usagi suddenly realized just how lucky she was. She was in love with a gorgeous, strong, perfect man who loved her and cherished her and wanted to be with her. And they were married, she quickly added to herself, because she knew that marriage was the key element in what she and Tuxedo Kamen did have. And it was all the more special because of that.
She looked around the class again, and she pitied the poor students who had yet to understand what love really was. Love wasn't sex. She realized this now, more than ever. Love was ever so much more, and she was so lucky to have found it, even if it was only for a short while.
* * * * * * * * *
School finally let out, and Usagi weakly pleaded out of going to the senshi meeting.
"I'm sure that you can make your decision without me there."
For some reason, they accepted this. Maybe because they didn't want to discuss it with her, or perhaps because they realized that nothing that they would say to her would change her mind. Usagi was bound and determined to make her relationship with Tuxedo Kamen work out.
So they left for the temple, and Usagi headed to the Crown arcade to get a chocolate sundae. She had been craving one all day, and she felt that she deserved it after all the torment she had had to endure.
She sighed with relief when she finally settled down into the booth and lifted a heaping spoonful of ice cream and hot fudge to her lips.
"Mmm..." She couldn't remember anything tasting quite so good. "Thank you so much, Motoki."
"No problem, Usagi-chan. Anything else I can do for you?"
"Nope. This is just what I needed after my day..."
"That bad, huh?" he asked as he sat down with her.
"No, it wasn't bad. It was just stressful."
"But isn't every day stressful with you, Odango Atama?" Usagi looked up to see Mamoru standing next to her booth. She stared up at him, ready for a fight, when she suddenly realized that she didn't want to fight. She wasn't mad at him. In fact, all she could think about was...
She quickly looked down at her sundae, unable to believe that she had been thinking *that* about Mamoru-san. It was unthinkable! Not only should she not be thinking that about anyone besides Tuxedo Kamen, but this was *Mamoru*! Of all people!
I'm sorry, Tuxedo Kamen-sama, she thought pitifully. Some wife I'm turning out to be...
"Hello, Mamoru-san," she said automatically, eyes still trained to her ice cream.
Motoki must have noticed the tension between the two - he definitely noticed the look that Mamoru was giving Usagi - but nevertheless, he decided to break the ice.
"So. Did you two hear about Tuxedo Kamen and Sailor Moon getting married last night?"
It wasn't the best subject to bring up.
"Yeah," Mamoru said, clearing his throat and sitting down. Sitting down was probably the best thing for him right now, he thought. "I saw the papers."
Usagi grunted.
"Oh yeah. Sorry Usagi-chan... I forgot that you liked him," Motoki grinned sheepishly.
"You liked Tuxedo Kamen?" Mamoru stared intently at Usagi. Usagi's eyes lifted up off her slowly melting sundae until they met Mamoru's.
"Of course I like him. What girl wouldn't?"
"And it's not like you didn't like Sailor Moon, Mamoru," Motoki teased. Usagi's head jerked up.
"You like Sailor Moon?" Then she clapped her hand over her mouth and returned to staring at her food.
Mamoru smiled, his eyes taking on a faraway look.
"Yes, I like Sailor Moon," he said simply.
"You're taking this whole marriage thing quite well, then," Motoki noticed.
"I suppose I am," Mamoru smiled. "I'm at least glad that Tuxedo Kamen was the one to get her."
"Me too," Usagi whispered softly, a secret smile on her face. Mamoru caught the smile, however, and his brow furrowed in confusion. What was the smile for? Something just didn't make sense about the way Usagi was acting today... She seemed different somehow.
Mamoru shook his head, trying to shake off the feeling that Usagi was giving him.
This is ridiculous, he grumbled, I can't believe that Odango Atama is making me feel like this. He shifted uncomfortably in the booth, and he suddenly couldn't wait until that night when he could meet Sailor Moon.
"What's that look for, Mamoru?" Usagi asked sweetly. "You look tired."
"Late night, Odango." He turned to Motoki. "Can I have a cup of coffee?"
"Sure. Be right back." As soon as Motoki left, Usagi winked at Mamoru.
"So... who is she?"
"Huh?" Mamoru's head snapped up.
"Oh, come on Mamoru! I recognize that look. Who is she?" But Mamoru had regained his composure, and he wasn't about to be caught this time.
"She who?" Usagi rolled her eyes and reached across the table to slap Mamoru upside the head.
"Whatever girl's putting that sickeningly goofy look in your eyes." When Mamoru remained silent, Usagi sat back in a huff. "Fine. Be that way." Then her eyes lit up and she got an impish look on her face. "Do I know her...?"
But Mamoru just grinned and took the cup of coffee from Motoki.
"Keep yourself guessing, Odango. And please take your time," he teased as he got up and left the arcade. "See you later, Motoki."
* * * * * * * * *
Ah, irony. The bliss of it all...
Write me, write me, write me!
Bunny ^_^
"One kind kiss before we part,
Drop a tear and bid adieu;
Though we sever, my fond heart
Till we meet shall pant for you. "
Robert Dodsley (1703-1764): The Parting Kiss