Insomniacs Anonymousbr
Chapter Four - br
Makoto's Solution br
by Lady Aishiteru p
iDisclaimer: My name is Cuban Pete! I'm the king of the Rhumba Beat! When I play the maracas they go, chic-chicci-boom, chic-chicci-boom!p
REAL Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon, or The Mask. I tried a beauty mask once, but it gave me a rash...Hey, where are you going! *sigh* Okay, I promise not to talk about my rash, or the scar on my elbow...oh dear, I seem to have lost my audience. Oh well. For those of you who are left, enjoy the fic!/ip
~*~Usagi's P.O.V.~*~p
At six a.m. on Thursday, I was still reeling with the impact of what I had discovered last night. The super suave, hot tamale superhero of Tokyo, otherwise known as Tuxedo Mask, was none other than my arch nemesis, Chiba Mamoru. I had spent the whole night mulling it over, wondering how I could have missed that. Now that I knew, it was like taking off a blindfold, and I was able to notice similarities between the masked man, and the man behind the mask that should have been obvious all along. For example, the soothing voice, the silky black hair, the midnight blue eyes, as well as a natural, fluidic grace were alike in both. Mamoru even lived in a high rise apartment, and Tuxedo Mask was always fond of heights.p
As I stepped into my shower, I reflected on what was even more puzzling; why I had missed so much sleep. I had went to three out of my four best friends, and still no dice. I can't think of any medical reason, and besides the usual saving the world from Queen Beryl and her ugly minions and going to school the next day to face Ms. Haruna, I really had no worries. Besides, if fighting evil was the cause for my insomnia, wouldn't the other girls be affected as well?p
Didn't anyone know how to get a decent night's sleep around here? Maybe it was so hard because sleep is usually something that comes naturally, not from trying. Still, a morning shower does help a girl feel better.p
I let the shampoo's bubbles tickle my scalp and the smell of my body soap made me feel a little more energetic. Not quite one hundred percent, but definetly better. The scent of the shampoo mingled with the body soap reminded me a bit of Rei's special bubble bath that she had lent me, and I was thankful that I still had some left. Despite the fact that it hadn't worked, the stuff smelled terrific. Mamoru would like that.p
Mamoru. A chill went down my spine as my thoughts drifted again to last night. The tangled mass of limbs didn't seem quite as painful with his magic hands freeing them from their torment. But it wasn't just that it was Tuxedo Mask. I felt Tuxedo...I mean Mamoru's...prescence before he even entered my bedroom, and it was so familiar somehow. It was how he touched me, the way he was so strong, yet gentle. It felt almost like a kiss. It made me wonder what it would have felt like if he had kissed me, and with that thought, the water seemed to jump ten degrees higher. And I knew, clear as the water that cascaded down my back, that I couldn't deny what I felt for him.p
Still blushing, I ironed my uniform, then took my time eating my breakfast. It was nice to not have to rush out of the door. I put on my backpack and sauntered out the door, whistling a tune I had heard a long time ago, but couldn't quite place. I didn't know what made me think of the lilting melody, but it felt so...right, somehow.p
~*~Mamoru's P.O.V.~*~p
I was dragging my feet down Main Street, for my afternoon cup of expresso, I heard a distinct melody floating in the breeze. It caressed my ears, like it belonged there. The song was sad, yet spoke of an unsaid promise between two lovers, and it was somehow very familiar. Distracted from the clutches of the delectable bean, I took off in hot pursuit of the strange sound.p
My feet took me to a bench across the street from Juuban middle school, where none other than Usagi was whistling absently. "Mamoru!"p
"Usagi," I returned. "May I sit here?" I asked, certain she would bite my head off.p
"Sure."p
We sat next to each other in silence until Usagi spoke. "You know, it's strange, but I really wanted to see you just now."p
I smiled. "Lack of sleep affecting you?"p
"It's not just that," she said shyly, twirling a strand of hair in her fingers. My breath caught in my throat - she was definetly reaching new levels of cuteness. "I wanted to ask you something."p
I said nothing, and I felt an unfamiliar tension seep into my veins. "What?"p
"How long have you been Tuxedo Mask?"p
I fought hard to control the surging of emotions I felt, and it was even more difficult to mask them on my face. "As long as you've been Sailor Moon."p
"So you know," said Usagi, staring at the ground. "Now what?"p
At that moment, an alarm beeped. "Oh no! I've got to..got to..," she stammered, then took off in a sprint. p
I sat there for a moment, completely poleaxed. Then it finally reached my sluggish mind - Sailor Moon was being called into action. "Damn it!" I shouted. "Of all the rotten timing!" I transformed into Tuxedo Mask, then high-tailed it in the direction Usagi had run off to.p
"Usagi! Wait!"p
"Moon Prism Power Make UP!"p
As I stood there, transfixed, I noted that it was the second time that day that had happened. She whirled around, translucent red ribbons surrounding her like an iridescent aura, then slowly turning into Sailor Moon's skirt, leotard and bows. It was so beautiful that it hurt. "Well, what?"p
"We have to talk. Soon."p
She nodded. "Let's go," she said, taking off again. I soon caught up to her breakneck pace and raced alongside her, making this the first time that Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask arrived simultaneously at the scene of a battle.p
The youma stood in the middle of the street, big, red and scantily clad, tossing SUV's around as if they were crumpled up pieces of paper.p
Sailor Moon glared at the youma, and I couldn't detect a hint of fear in her eyes, only anger. "All right, ugly, you're moondust!" yelled Sailor Moon. She aimed her scepter right at the youma and yelled "Moon Sceptre ELIMINATION!" The wand, fueled by Sailor Moon's anger, responded in kind by shooting even more energy than I had ever seen, so bright that even Luna and Artemis had to sheild her eyes. p
Now it was the senshis' turn to be poleaxed, as each one of them stood there, dumbfounded, along with the youma, who was in mid-toss. "Geez, Sailor Moon, that's the shortest speech I've ever heard!" said Sailor Mars.p
"You must have been really mad!" said Jupiter.p
"Can I get an energy reading on your scepter?" asked Mercury.p
Before the senshi could delay her any longer, I swept up Sailor Moon in my arms.p
"You can't just....kidnap her like that!" yelled Mars, balling her hands into fists.p
Mars looked as if she was ready to throw a punch at me, but I saw Jupiter holding her back. "Wait, Mars," she said.p
"What?"p
"I think we should let them go."p
"Why should we do that?" asked Mars, crossing her arms defiantly.p
Venus nodded, understanding shining in her eyes. "I agree with Jupiter."p
With that, I took off to the rooftops, en route to a place where Sailor Moon and I could talk privately.p
~*~Author's P.O.V.~*~p
After de-transforming, Rei looked at Makoto as if she had sprouted horns. "Are you crazy?" asked Rei. "Why did we let him do that?"p
Makoto simply stood there and grinned. After awhile, Ami spoke up. "I think what Makoto would say, if her mind wasn't...otherwise occupied, is that we should let them solve this on their own."p
"Solve what?" asked Rei.p
Minako elbowed Rei and whispered something in her ear Realization struck the priestess, who grinned fiendishly and said, "Yeah, I think I know what you mean. Well, let's grab a soda." With that, the four girls walked off into the horizon. p
iDisclaimer: My name is Cuban Pete! I'm the king of the Rhumba Beat! When I play the maracas they go, chic-chicci-boom, chic-chicci-boom!p
REAL Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon, or The Mask. I tried a beauty mask once, but it gave me a rash...Hey, where are you going! *sigh* Okay, I promise not to talk about my rash, or the scar on my elbow...oh dear, I seem to have lost my audience. Oh well. For those of you who are left, enjoy the fic!/ip
~*~Usagi's P.O.V.~*~p
At six a.m. on Thursday, I was still reeling with the impact of what I had discovered last night. The super suave, hot tamale superhero of Tokyo, otherwise known as Tuxedo Mask, was none other than my arch nemesis, Chiba Mamoru. I had spent the whole night mulling it over, wondering how I could have missed that. Now that I knew, it was like taking off a blindfold, and I was able to notice similarities between the masked man, and the man behind the mask that should have been obvious all along. For example, the soothing voice, the silky black hair, the midnight blue eyes, as well as a natural, fluidic grace were alike in both. Mamoru even lived in a high rise apartment, and Tuxedo Mask was always fond of heights.p
As I stepped into my shower, I reflected on what was even more puzzling; why I had missed so much sleep. I had went to three out of my four best friends, and still no dice. I can't think of any medical reason, and besides the usual saving the world from Queen Beryl and her ugly minions and going to school the next day to face Ms. Haruna, I really had no worries. Besides, if fighting evil was the cause for my insomnia, wouldn't the other girls be affected as well?p
Didn't anyone know how to get a decent night's sleep around here? Maybe it was so hard because sleep is usually something that comes naturally, not from trying. Still, a morning shower does help a girl feel better.p
I let the shampoo's bubbles tickle my scalp and the smell of my body soap made me feel a little more energetic. Not quite one hundred percent, but definetly better. The scent of the shampoo mingled with the body soap reminded me a bit of Rei's special bubble bath that she had lent me, and I was thankful that I still had some left. Despite the fact that it hadn't worked, the stuff smelled terrific. Mamoru would like that.p
Mamoru. A chill went down my spine as my thoughts drifted again to last night. The tangled mass of limbs didn't seem quite as painful with his magic hands freeing them from their torment. But it wasn't just that it was Tuxedo Mask. I felt Tuxedo...I mean Mamoru's...prescence before he even entered my bedroom, and it was so familiar somehow. It was how he touched me, the way he was so strong, yet gentle. It felt almost like a kiss. It made me wonder what it would have felt like if he had kissed me, and with that thought, the water seemed to jump ten degrees higher. And I knew, clear as the water that cascaded down my back, that I couldn't deny what I felt for him.p
Still blushing, I ironed my uniform, then took my time eating my breakfast. It was nice to not have to rush out of the door. I put on my backpack and sauntered out the door, whistling a tune I had heard a long time ago, but couldn't quite place. I didn't know what made me think of the lilting melody, but it felt so...right, somehow.p
~*~Mamoru's P.O.V.~*~p
I was dragging my feet down Main Street, for my afternoon cup of expresso, I heard a distinct melody floating in the breeze. It caressed my ears, like it belonged there. The song was sad, yet spoke of an unsaid promise between two lovers, and it was somehow very familiar. Distracted from the clutches of the delectable bean, I took off in hot pursuit of the strange sound.p
My feet took me to a bench across the street from Juuban middle school, where none other than Usagi was whistling absently. "Mamoru!"p
"Usagi," I returned. "May I sit here?" I asked, certain she would bite my head off.p
"Sure."p
We sat next to each other in silence until Usagi spoke. "You know, it's strange, but I really wanted to see you just now."p
I smiled. "Lack of sleep affecting you?"p
"It's not just that," she said shyly, twirling a strand of hair in her fingers. My breath caught in my throat - she was definetly reaching new levels of cuteness. "I wanted to ask you something."p
I said nothing, and I felt an unfamiliar tension seep into my veins. "What?"p
"How long have you been Tuxedo Mask?"p
I fought hard to control the surging of emotions I felt, and it was even more difficult to mask them on my face. "As long as you've been Sailor Moon."p
"So you know," said Usagi, staring at the ground. "Now what?"p
At that moment, an alarm beeped. "Oh no! I've got to..got to..," she stammered, then took off in a sprint. p
I sat there for a moment, completely poleaxed. Then it finally reached my sluggish mind - Sailor Moon was being called into action. "Damn it!" I shouted. "Of all the rotten timing!" I transformed into Tuxedo Mask, then high-tailed it in the direction Usagi had run off to.p
"Usagi! Wait!"p
"Moon Prism Power Make UP!"p
As I stood there, transfixed, I noted that it was the second time that day that had happened. She whirled around, translucent red ribbons surrounding her like an iridescent aura, then slowly turning into Sailor Moon's skirt, leotard and bows. It was so beautiful that it hurt. "Well, what?"p
"We have to talk. Soon."p
She nodded. "Let's go," she said, taking off again. I soon caught up to her breakneck pace and raced alongside her, making this the first time that Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask arrived simultaneously at the scene of a battle.p
The youma stood in the middle of the street, big, red and scantily clad, tossing SUV's around as if they were crumpled up pieces of paper.p
Sailor Moon glared at the youma, and I couldn't detect a hint of fear in her eyes, only anger. "All right, ugly, you're moondust!" yelled Sailor Moon. She aimed her scepter right at the youma and yelled "Moon Sceptre ELIMINATION!" The wand, fueled by Sailor Moon's anger, responded in kind by shooting even more energy than I had ever seen, so bright that even Luna and Artemis had to sheild her eyes. p
Now it was the senshis' turn to be poleaxed, as each one of them stood there, dumbfounded, along with the youma, who was in mid-toss. "Geez, Sailor Moon, that's the shortest speech I've ever heard!" said Sailor Mars.p
"You must have been really mad!" said Jupiter.p
"Can I get an energy reading on your scepter?" asked Mercury.p
Before the senshi could delay her any longer, I swept up Sailor Moon in my arms.p
"You can't just....kidnap her like that!" yelled Mars, balling her hands into fists.p
Mars looked as if she was ready to throw a punch at me, but I saw Jupiter holding her back. "Wait, Mars," she said.p
"What?"p
"I think we should let them go."p
"Why should we do that?" asked Mars, crossing her arms defiantly.p
Venus nodded, understanding shining in her eyes. "I agree with Jupiter."p
With that, I took off to the rooftops, en route to a place where Sailor Moon and I could talk privately.p
~*~Author's P.O.V.~*~p
After de-transforming, Rei looked at Makoto as if she had sprouted horns. "Are you crazy?" asked Rei. "Why did we let him do that?"p
Makoto simply stood there and grinned. After awhile, Ami spoke up. "I think what Makoto would say, if her mind wasn't...otherwise occupied, is that we should let them solve this on their own."p
"Solve what?" asked Rei.p
Minako elbowed Rei and whispered something in her ear Realization struck the priestess, who grinned fiendishly and said, "Yeah, I think I know what you mean. Well, let's grab a soda." With that, the four girls walked off into the horizon. p