Title: The Moon Motorcycle
By: Firegirl
Chapter 7
Rated: PG-13
Since I do value my life, *looks at a mob of angry readers* and
I'd probably would be hit over the head I didn't put this chapter
out, enjoy this and don't kill me. I would have put this out
sooner, but I have been having problems posting things. I'm also
sorry about how the story was earased. And don't mind me if I say
sorry in English one time and in Japanese another...*smiles
sheepishly* Plus, for all of you Fanfiction.Net readers, I hope
that from now on there are even fewer grammar and spelling
mistakes than there was before. I am now working on
posting this at a few different places I hope you
enjoy this!
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Usagi ran through her house to where her father was and
prepared for a serious lecture, or worse. She came to a halt in
front of her father and steadied herself.
"You called for me?" Kenji took a look at his daughter a
sighed.
"Yes, I did. Now, what is this I've been hearing from your
brother about a motorcycle?"
"I now own one."
"How did you get it?"
"Mr. Ishine, the boss for the company I did a modeling job
for recently, gave me one as a thank you."
"Well, at least that explains how you got it." Usagi was
shocked. Her father hadn't even yelled at her yet.
'I wonder if he is all right.' Usagi gave her father a weird
look. He sighed again.
"Usa, don't give me that look, I can be perfectly reasonable
at times. However, I do have conditions for you and that bike.
First of all you can ride it..."
"YES!"
"But.."
'I knew there was a catch.'
"There must be someone accompanying you. That person must
also have knowledge about how to drive one."
'Doesn't he know that riding with a passenger is actually
harder than riding alone. Either way, it is still a matter of
balance.'
"Second point, you must always wear a helmet."
"I knew that one."
"Just making sure..." Usagi rolled her eyes and went into the
kitchen. Ikuko was making breakfast and just the smell of it was
mouth watering to Usagi.
"Sit down. You breakfast will be done in a minute." She
immediately took her seat at the table and anxiously waited for
her pancakes with apple cinnamon syrup. Ikuko carried over the
plate of pancakes and set them down on the table. Not even leaving
room to breathe, Usagi downed them, earning her a glare from her
mother.
"You know how I feel about you eating so fast. You should
slow down a little more." Usagi excused herself from the table
and went to do her hair. Since she was in such a rush earlier, she
hadn't been able to brush it. She decided that she would leave her
hair down for the time being and go to the arcade instead. Usagi
set down her brush and rushed out the door telling her mother
where she was going as she left the confines of the house.
Usagi entered the Crown Arcade and took a seat at the
counter, not even caring that she was sitting next to Mamoru. What
surprised her though was that he wasn't drinking his usual cup of
coffee. He was eating chocolate ice cream. Motoki watched with
an amused face as Usagi watched him eat.
"Motoki, did you run out of coffee?"
"For your information Odango, I like chocolate too."
"By the way, if you haven't noticed, I'm NOT wearing that
hairdo at the moment."
"Well, it looks like I don't have to answer that question any
more. Do you want some too?"
"Yeah, a vanilla and chocolate sundae please. "
"Coming right up." As Motoki worked his magic, Usagi watched
Mamoru eat from the corner of her eye.
'I wonder if he is all right today. I mean, I've never seen
him eat ice cream before. He hasn't even started an argument
with me. He looks more relaxed at the moment too. What is with
everyone today? First my dad and now Mamoru.'
'Why she so quiet? Usually we're yelling at each other by
now.' Usagi received her sundae and looked at it for a minute
before starting to eat it. Mamoru finished his ice cream and
discreetly watched her eat hers. He watched as she swirled her
tongue innocently around the cherry, licking up all of the whip
cream. Feeling his groin tighten, he looked away.
'What's the matter with me?' Usagi finished the rest of her
ice cream in silence and pushed it away when she was done.
'I was so happy a minute ago. I just don't know who I'm going
to find that fits dad's requirements. The only person I know that
even rides a motorcycle is Mamoru, but he is such a JERK at
times!' She sighed in defeat. This is what snapped Mamoru back
into reality.
"What's wrong?"
"Since when do you care?"
"I don't know. So, what's wrong?"
"I have a brand new motorcycle, but father won't let me use
it unless I have someone with me."
"Why not ask one of your friends?"
"The person also has to know how to drive a motorcycle. The
only person that I know of that does, is you. You probably wouldn't
even help, would you?"
"Hey, just cause you think I act like a jerk, it doesn't mean
I am one."
"Is that a yes or no?"
"Hai, I'll help." Usagi jumped up from her stool and wrapped
her arms around his waist, giving him a giant hug.
"ARIGATO!" Usagi suddenly jerked back and blushed.
"Gomen nasi, I just couldn't help myself. Oh no! I'm supposed
to be at the temple! Rei's going to kill me!' Usagi paid Motoki
and was about to leave when Mamoru handed her a piece of paper.
"You're going to need this." Usagi stuffed it into her
pocket without even looking at it and dashed out the door.
'What is going on? Am I possessed? What convinced me to help
her?' While Mamoru contemplated his sudden change in mind, Motoki
grinned knowingly.
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Usagi ran into the temple and into the meeting room. Ami,
Makoto, Minako, and Rei all looked up as she rushed in.
'Uh oh. Rei is turning red in the face. I think she's ticked.'
"And WHERE were YOU!?"
"Rei, calm down. I'm only a few minutes late. I was over at
the Crown Arcade talking to Mamoru." A look of disbelief crossed
Rei's face.
"HA! I doubt it. More like flirting with Motoki and arguing
with Mamoru." Usagi sat down looking hurt and pulled the small
piece of paper out of her pocket. Chiba Mamoru, #10 D oo to jo'oo
(King and Queen) Apartments. Phone# 262-6678.
'Kami! He gave me his address and phone number!' Usagi stared
at the paper in utter shock until the voice of Makoto interrupted
her thoughts.
"What do you have there, Usagi?" Usagi panicked and hid the
paper behind her back.
"Umm...Nothing..." Mina grinned and tackled Usagi.
"IT'S NOTHING! IT'S NOTHING!"
"Then let me see it!"
"Iie!" Makoto crawled across the floor and pinned Usagi while
Mina went for the paper.
"GET OFF OF ME!"
"Maybe you should get off of her, we do have a meeting in
process." (Guess who?)
"NAH! She was late, let them do it Ami. Besides, this is fun
to watch." Rei watched as Mina pried the paper out of Usagi's
fingers and read it. She promptly fainted afterwards.
"Why did Mina faint?" Usagi blushed as Ami walked over to
where Mina lay and read the small scrap of paper. Ami looked up
curiously at Usagi and watched her as she tried to hide her face
in her hands.
'This CAN NOT be happening. Why? What did I do to deserve
this. They're getting the wrong impression, I just know it. I'll
just have to explain it to them, but will they believe me? My
blushing isn't helping the problem either. What if they don't
believe me? I'll kill Mamoru. That's it, I'll kill Mamoru.'
"Okay, just let me explain before you all jump to
conclusions." By now all of the senshi had read what Mamoru wrote.
"Please do, we thought you hated him," Rei teased.
"I do hate him. I just... I mean...AAAHH! I have a
motorcycle, but dad won't let me drive it without the 'proper'
supervision and Mamoru is the only person I know who drives a
motorcycle. I didn't even read that thing until I got here. He
gave it to me before I ran out of the arcade."
"You said you have a new motorcycle, right?"
"Hai. Why Ami?"
"Can I modify it?"
"Nani!? What for?"
"For senshi business. Depending on what it looks like I can
make it change appearance and make the engine run silent so that
you can ride it to the scene of a battle."
"You would do that for me?"
"Of course I would, especially since it could be an
advantage." *sweat drop*
'Of course, typical Ami.'
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Tell me what you think! Email me at firegirl@japan.com or use the
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By: Firegirl
Chapter 7
Rated: PG-13
Since I do value my life, *looks at a mob of angry readers* and
I'd probably would be hit over the head I didn't put this chapter
out, enjoy this and don't kill me. I would have put this out
sooner, but I have been having problems posting things. I'm also
sorry about how the story was earased. And don't mind me if I say
sorry in English one time and in Japanese another...*smiles
sheepishly* Plus, for all of you Fanfiction.Net readers, I hope
that from now on there are even fewer grammar and spelling
mistakes than there was before. I am now working on
posting this at a few different places I hope you
enjoy this!
~@ ~@ ~@ ~@ ~@ ~@
Usagi ran through her house to where her father was and
prepared for a serious lecture, or worse. She came to a halt in
front of her father and steadied herself.
"You called for me?" Kenji took a look at his daughter a
sighed.
"Yes, I did. Now, what is this I've been hearing from your
brother about a motorcycle?"
"I now own one."
"How did you get it?"
"Mr. Ishine, the boss for the company I did a modeling job
for recently, gave me one as a thank you."
"Well, at least that explains how you got it." Usagi was
shocked. Her father hadn't even yelled at her yet.
'I wonder if he is all right.' Usagi gave her father a weird
look. He sighed again.
"Usa, don't give me that look, I can be perfectly reasonable
at times. However, I do have conditions for you and that bike.
First of all you can ride it..."
"YES!"
"But.."
'I knew there was a catch.'
"There must be someone accompanying you. That person must
also have knowledge about how to drive one."
'Doesn't he know that riding with a passenger is actually
harder than riding alone. Either way, it is still a matter of
balance.'
"Second point, you must always wear a helmet."
"I knew that one."
"Just making sure..." Usagi rolled her eyes and went into the
kitchen. Ikuko was making breakfast and just the smell of it was
mouth watering to Usagi.
"Sit down. You breakfast will be done in a minute." She
immediately took her seat at the table and anxiously waited for
her pancakes with apple cinnamon syrup. Ikuko carried over the
plate of pancakes and set them down on the table. Not even leaving
room to breathe, Usagi downed them, earning her a glare from her
mother.
"You know how I feel about you eating so fast. You should
slow down a little more." Usagi excused herself from the table
and went to do her hair. Since she was in such a rush earlier, she
hadn't been able to brush it. She decided that she would leave her
hair down for the time being and go to the arcade instead. Usagi
set down her brush and rushed out the door telling her mother
where she was going as she left the confines of the house.
Usagi entered the Crown Arcade and took a seat at the
counter, not even caring that she was sitting next to Mamoru. What
surprised her though was that he wasn't drinking his usual cup of
coffee. He was eating chocolate ice cream. Motoki watched with
an amused face as Usagi watched him eat.
"Motoki, did you run out of coffee?"
"For your information Odango, I like chocolate too."
"By the way, if you haven't noticed, I'm NOT wearing that
hairdo at the moment."
"Well, it looks like I don't have to answer that question any
more. Do you want some too?"
"Yeah, a vanilla and chocolate sundae please. "
"Coming right up." As Motoki worked his magic, Usagi watched
Mamoru eat from the corner of her eye.
'I wonder if he is all right today. I mean, I've never seen
him eat ice cream before. He hasn't even started an argument
with me. He looks more relaxed at the moment too. What is with
everyone today? First my dad and now Mamoru.'
'Why she so quiet? Usually we're yelling at each other by
now.' Usagi received her sundae and looked at it for a minute
before starting to eat it. Mamoru finished his ice cream and
discreetly watched her eat hers. He watched as she swirled her
tongue innocently around the cherry, licking up all of the whip
cream. Feeling his groin tighten, he looked away.
'What's the matter with me?' Usagi finished the rest of her
ice cream in silence and pushed it away when she was done.
'I was so happy a minute ago. I just don't know who I'm going
to find that fits dad's requirements. The only person I know that
even rides a motorcycle is Mamoru, but he is such a JERK at
times!' She sighed in defeat. This is what snapped Mamoru back
into reality.
"What's wrong?"
"Since when do you care?"
"I don't know. So, what's wrong?"
"I have a brand new motorcycle, but father won't let me use
it unless I have someone with me."
"Why not ask one of your friends?"
"The person also has to know how to drive a motorcycle. The
only person that I know of that does, is you. You probably wouldn't
even help, would you?"
"Hey, just cause you think I act like a jerk, it doesn't mean
I am one."
"Is that a yes or no?"
"Hai, I'll help." Usagi jumped up from her stool and wrapped
her arms around his waist, giving him a giant hug.
"ARIGATO!" Usagi suddenly jerked back and blushed.
"Gomen nasi, I just couldn't help myself. Oh no! I'm supposed
to be at the temple! Rei's going to kill me!' Usagi paid Motoki
and was about to leave when Mamoru handed her a piece of paper.
"You're going to need this." Usagi stuffed it into her
pocket without even looking at it and dashed out the door.
'What is going on? Am I possessed? What convinced me to help
her?' While Mamoru contemplated his sudden change in mind, Motoki
grinned knowingly.
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Usagi ran into the temple and into the meeting room. Ami,
Makoto, Minako, and Rei all looked up as she rushed in.
'Uh oh. Rei is turning red in the face. I think she's ticked.'
"And WHERE were YOU!?"
"Rei, calm down. I'm only a few minutes late. I was over at
the Crown Arcade talking to Mamoru." A look of disbelief crossed
Rei's face.
"HA! I doubt it. More like flirting with Motoki and arguing
with Mamoru." Usagi sat down looking hurt and pulled the small
piece of paper out of her pocket. Chiba Mamoru, #10 D oo to jo'oo
(King and Queen) Apartments. Phone# 262-6678.
'Kami! He gave me his address and phone number!' Usagi stared
at the paper in utter shock until the voice of Makoto interrupted
her thoughts.
"What do you have there, Usagi?" Usagi panicked and hid the
paper behind her back.
"Umm...Nothing..." Mina grinned and tackled Usagi.
"IT'S NOTHING! IT'S NOTHING!"
"Then let me see it!"
"Iie!" Makoto crawled across the floor and pinned Usagi while
Mina went for the paper.
"GET OFF OF ME!"
"Maybe you should get off of her, we do have a meeting in
process." (Guess who?)
"NAH! She was late, let them do it Ami. Besides, this is fun
to watch." Rei watched as Mina pried the paper out of Usagi's
fingers and read it. She promptly fainted afterwards.
"Why did Mina faint?" Usagi blushed as Ami walked over to
where Mina lay and read the small scrap of paper. Ami looked up
curiously at Usagi and watched her as she tried to hide her face
in her hands.
'This CAN NOT be happening. Why? What did I do to deserve
this. They're getting the wrong impression, I just know it. I'll
just have to explain it to them, but will they believe me? My
blushing isn't helping the problem either. What if they don't
believe me? I'll kill Mamoru. That's it, I'll kill Mamoru.'
"Okay, just let me explain before you all jump to
conclusions." By now all of the senshi had read what Mamoru wrote.
"Please do, we thought you hated him," Rei teased.
"I do hate him. I just... I mean...AAAHH! I have a
motorcycle, but dad won't let me drive it without the 'proper'
supervision and Mamoru is the only person I know who drives a
motorcycle. I didn't even read that thing until I got here. He
gave it to me before I ran out of the arcade."
"You said you have a new motorcycle, right?"
"Hai. Why Ami?"
"Can I modify it?"
"Nani!? What for?"
"For senshi business. Depending on what it looks like I can
make it change appearance and make the engine run silent so that
you can ride it to the scene of a battle."
"You would do that for me?"
"Of course I would, especially since it could be an
advantage." *sweat drop*
'Of course, typical Ami.'
~@ ~@ ~@ ~@ ~@ ~@
Tell me what you think! Email me at firegirl@japan.com or use the
review thingie below (Fanfiction.Net users).