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Author's notes: If any of you read "The Look" and were a little confused, it's because I made a little error. At the bottom, it was supposed to read 'It was a look of love'. Okay? And for those of you who may not like this style of writing, it's because I wanted to let you know what C thinks about this. So r/r. Bye!



Title: The Molestation

Author: SailorCandy

E-mail: Candyl2764@hotmail.com

Well, well, well. Queen of Nemesis. I damn sure never thought it would come to this. I stared at the dark crystal tiara, that just 24 hours earlier had been placed on my head. I can't believe I did this. I sighed in frustration. Ooh! The thought of him touching me makes my skin crawl. But I have to save the others.

Oh come on. You know you like him.

No, I don't. Okay, maybe he is kind of cute.

Admit it.

Admit what? That he's a white-hared little sadist that's going to blow up every single one of my friends if I don't agree his little play mate? I'll admit it. I'll admit that he could be as cute as Ginuwine, and that still wouldn't make up for what he's done.

You're right. But isn't he just so sexy?

Okay, I'll admit that too. And I did sort of feel something a couple days ago.

You mean when he gave you that look in the mirror.

Yeah. I sort of felt the same way I feel when you-know-who looks at me like that. But still.

What?

He's evil! And I'm Sailor Moon. And aren't I supposed to be having a child sometime in the future?

But how do you know that Darien isn't your baby daddy?

Oh shut up. This little inner self conversation is over.

And that's when the door burst open. I stood up, expecting it to be my "future husband." But I was shocked to see that it was Emerald, carrying an armful of dresses.

"Here," she said as she dumped the clothing on the bed. "These are the traditional gowns for wedding and coronation ceremonies. Prince Diamond told me to tell you to pick one out and be ready in two hours." She proceeded to walk out of the room.

"Emerald, wait," I called.

"Yes, 'your highness'?" the green-hared vixen sneered.

"I need to ask you something."

"So talk. ,"

"Okay how do I put this?" I pretended to think for about 15 seconds before saying

"You like him don't?"

Emerald was aghast. "What!? Who are you talking about?"

"Diamond. You know. My soon-to-be husband,"

"I have no idea what you're talking about,"

"Oh come on Emerald. I saw those looks you've been giving him. The same looks I catch him giving me,"

The words that caused Emerald to start fuming.

"Okay," she replied in a strangled voice. "So what? You're going to tell my Prince that I have feelings so that he'll banish me from the kingdom? Well go ahead. I'd rather suffer that fate then serve a lowly skank like you,"

I was mad.

"If you would listen to me, you envy colored whore, you would realize that I am trying to help you," she spat back.

"All right fine. I'm listening. But why,"

"-would I want to help you? Why would I give up such a 'prize' like Diamond?" I finished for her.

"Well, yeah." (And I thought she was some intelligent general. She sounded like a 7th grader)

"In case you can't tell, I'm not exactly happy being-held prisoner here in Macon, Georgia the future. So I'm willing to make you a deal. Ever since I got here, I've kept this sort of link with Sailor Venus, and I can kind of read her thoughts. So I know, that one of them is coming here to rescue me. But I also know, that their powers won't work with the dark crystal,"

"So. Why should I care?"

"Well here's the thing. If you use your powers to distract Diamond for a moment, I can find a love spell, that will change his affections from me to you,"

"So I betray my prince, risk him finding out and punishing me, and perhaps even not having his love at all if you double-cross me,"

"Emerald, if you know anything about witches and Sailor scouts, you know that our word is binding,"

"Well anyway, I'll think about it," she said as she started to walk out of the room. I just sighed in defeat as I threw myself on the bed. But sat up again when I heard

"Good evening Prince Diamond,"

"Good evening Emerald. "

The next thing I knew, I was lying flat on the bed with my arms pinned to my sides. With Diamond straddling me.

"Diamond! What the hell are you-,"

His mouth had already started to claim mine. And his hand had already started to climb my thigh. My heart was pounding. But, somewhere, deep in a corner of my mind, I couldn't stop one little thought from processing.

Oh. My. God. He's turning me on.

Wait. What am I thinking?

But no matter what I was thinking, I couldn't stop what was happening to me. His left hand was still riding up my thigh, and his right hand was busy ripping open my dress.

"Now you see? You see what we can be together? Just you and me,"

I couldn't respond. The pleasure was taking me on a natural high.

"You and I. Together. Not you and that bastard clod. I could blow your mind,"

Hold up. Bastard? Clod? Where have I heard that before? I started struggling to get him off of me again.

"Oh stop it's no use,"

He was kissing on my breasts again. And it felt so good. But I wouldn't give up.

"Stop!"

I tried kicking, but he was too strong. And then his mouth replaced where his hand was.

"Now doesn't that feel good?"

But for once, I didn't say anything.

"Oh! So you're giving me the silent treatment now. Well we can take care of that,"

And he got off of me. But I knew he wasn't done.

"What are you doing?" I asked, the fear in my voice evident.

And then I saw what he was doing. He was unbuckling his belt, and taking off his pants. Then he climbed back on top of me.

"No! Stop it please,"

"I'm sorry my dear. But you have to learn. I always get what I want,"

I don't know if I've mentioned this or not, but I'm a virgin. And the thought of him taking that special thing from me, made me so mad.

"After this Angel, we'll never be the same,"

I could fell it right above my entrance. And my hand finally got free, and grabbed his neck.

"Well one thing's for sure. You'll never be the same, jerk."

And my eyes started to flash. And I could feel this electricity flowing through me. And I called on that power, to send him flying through the open door. Without any clothes on. I got off of the bed and stood in front of it, to see him lying on the floor. But I wasn't done.

"Winds and rain from the east

Striking from the mast

Bolt of lightning strike him now

And steadily hold him fast."

And with that, a bolt of lightning crashed from the skylight striking the 'poor prince' in the chest.

"Goodbye!" I said as I waved the door closed.

And in that same corner of my mind, I knew that I might never see home again.

But maybe I don't want to.

Then finally, I collapsed.













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