Usagi opened her eyes to see that the moon was still high
above the castle. 'Castle? Oh yes. Dimando.' She growled in
her head. She rolled her legs off the bed and attempted to stand... and
fell back to the ground with a sickening thud. Her breath caught in her
throat. They hadn't heard her... had they?
No sounds. She was safe for now. She stood back up
on shaky legs, wondering why she felt so weak. After a bit of steadying
herself she went to the window. Jumping was definitely not an option
anymore. She was nearly forty stories up.
'Which means I'll have to find my way out through the maze of
a castle. No chance transforming. That would just draw his
attention...'
She quietly opened the door a crack so she could peek out
around the corner. Seeing no one there she moved out into the
hallway. She went left, turned the corner... and ran right into someone.
He had been in Count Hoshi's service since he had become a
vampire. He had started as a third class minion. No skills, no
powers, no nothing. "A useless pile of shit." He wasn't
even allowed to feed during the month of the hunt. That privilege was
reserved for the higher ranking vampires.
Eventually he had moved up to second class... soon after,
first. Only a few days ago, he had become a part of the inner
circle. Count Hoshi's elite forces. He was on his way back from a
raid of a nearly deserted village when he turned the corner...
Usagi held in a screech as she tumbled down on top of
someone. She could tell most definitely that it was male... but that was
it. 'Please don't be Dimando,
please don't be Dimando' she pleaded again and again in her mind.
Too afraid to look up, she buried her head in his chest and nearly began to
cry.
Streams of gold settled around
them like a waterfall of the purest rays of light.
He looked up, rather
puzzled. There was a female, with very odd colored hair, in a very odd
style... laying on top of him... He moved slightly and sighed as she
didn't even as much as flinch. 'and it seems she wont be getting off
anytime soon.'
He could feel her heart beating
in a frenzy. "Excuse me," he ground out in a slightly aggravated
voice. He was late for a meeting with the count. And he would not
keep his privileges much longer if he sat there all day.
Usagi felt him shift under her,
and held on for dear life. She heard him sigh, a deep breathy sigh,
telling her he was going to speak. 'We're dead. Might as well
transform.' She moved her hand towards her henshin when the voice
spoke. "Excuse me,"
She froze for mere
seconds. She would have known that voice from anywhere. Her eyes shot
up. Blue met blue and realization dawned on her.
"MAMO-CHAN!" {A.N.
I was going to leave it here, but it was so short that I thought I would
continue ;)}
Usagi hushed her voice to a
whisper almost instantaneously. "I knew you would come to
save me! You always come to save me, Mamo-chan, Aishiteru."
Endymion watched as the young
woman brought her eyes up to meet his. Relief and hope seemed to flood
through them. His breath caught. No one he had ever seen before
would ever compare to her. Her eyes were the most beautiful of
things. Like the crystalline blue depths of the Lake of Serenity that
lay behind Hoshi's castle. {A.N. You can't tell me that doesn't sound
like Dimando ;P} He vaguely heard her call him Mamo-chan. 'Mamo-chan.'
For some reason, it sounded familiar. "Aishiteru." chorused
through his mind. Why would the goddess tell him she loved him.
She didn't even know him.
Him. He had to get to
Count Hoshi. "You're going to have to get off of me." he
said, all traces of compassion gone. He saw her eyes harden a bit as she
stood up and brushed herself off.
She stood up and began to brush
herself off. Mamoru turned and began to walk away, so she ran up beside
him. "How are we gonna get out?"
She nearly ran into him as he
stopped suddenly. His reply was calm, and yet questioning.
"What do you mean?"
"How are we gonna get
out? You know? Back to earth? With the senshi?"
Mamoru's eyebrow twitched in confusion. "Oh no." She
said. Mamoru froze, expecting the worst. *Dramatic pause*
"Beryl's not around here somewhere too is she?" The young
woman clasped his cape in both hands and began to look down all the nearby
hallways, dragging Mamoru along with her.
Mamoru's fuse had been
lit. The chain reaction had been started. Meltdown was in 3...
2... 1...
"What the hell are you
talking about?" he snarled as he ripped his cape from her hands, stopping
her in her tracks and sending her reeling back towards him in a rubber
band-type effect. "What the hell is a Beryl? AND WHO THE HELL
IS MAMO-CHAN?!" As she came closer to him pushed her back, which
sent her flying towards a wall. She looked up, confusion evident.
He had nothing left to do. He tromped off at an alarming pace towards
Hoshi's quarters.
Usagi jumped back to her feet
and went after him. "Mamo-chan, no. You can't go this
way. That will lead you to Hoshi!" she squeaked.
"I know." he
growled, not even stopping to look at her.
"Wha-?" She took
this chance to grab ahold of his arm. "No. You can't go in
there." He threw her back against the wall one more time, this time
hard enough that the hit to her head caused her to draw blood.
"Look, girlie. I
don't know who you think you are, or who you think I am, but I'm not
him." he said in a deadly calm voice. He began walking towards her,
a vein pulsating in his forehead. "Furthermore, I have no time to
waste on one of my master's concubines. Now stay down or I will be
forced to get angry." with those words, he turned on his heel and
stormed off.
Usagi proceeded to put her hand
up to her head. Feeling the sticky liquid there, and the sting beginning
to resonate from the same place, she lowered herself to the ground, and began
to cry.
