Author Notes: Wow! Believe me when I say this author
is amazed at how many reviews I got in one day! Hehehe… this is so TOTALLY
COOL! You guys have me all set for writing a new chapter, just the day after I
posted my last one! See what the power of reviews can do? But I won't post it
till two days later, because I want to wait a bit! Ha… you say you hate me, but
I know you'd do the same thing! Also, I guess that American Dub to Japanese was
annoying, huh? I promise I'll change it! OK?
Disclaimer: Is this really necessary? … I do not own
Sailor Moon, blah blah blah blah blah!
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Usagi
staggerd out of the arcade, dazed at what had just happened. Sure, she knew she
was good, but she didn't think she was that good! She bumped into
someone, but as she turned up to apologize, it was Minako, grinning like a
Chessy Cat!
"Hey
Usa-chan! That was amazing! You work fast girl! Day-mn… I shouldn't have
doubted you! But I think it may have something to do with Mamoru's feelings for
you too!" She grinned, looking in the direction of Mamoru through the window,
whose eyes were glued to Usagi. "Nah, Mamoru can't possibly like me, but I have
gotten him to look at me as more of a sexual object than a little girl. I'm
making good progress, if I do say so myself." Mina shook her head in
disagreement and opened her mouth as if to say something, but quickly shut her
mouth again.
'You can't
ruin it for them Mina, they must fall in love on their own or they cannot make
the bond.' She instructed herself, sighing at the fact she knew so much, but
couldn't say anything, lest she change the future. Sometimes it was a gift,
most of the time it was a curse. 'They feel so strongly about each other, I'm
almost positive they're in love. If I could just tell them…' Mina began, but
was shaken out of her daze by a worried Usagi.
"Hey, are
you OK, Minako?" Usagi inquired. "Yah, I'm OK Usagi, but seeing that the dance
is tomorrow, I suggest we go to the mall for an outfit! And I know the perfect
dress!" Minako exclaimed excitedly, taking Usagi's hand and dragging her in
the direction of the mall.
"No Way! I
can't go to the dance looking like this, this is something I'd wear as a nightgown!"
Usagi exclaimed, looking disdainfully at her reflection. "Besides, I have no
figure whatsoever! I'm a stick!" Usagi cried. Minako blinked, wondering how
Usagi could be so blind. "Are you blind, or just stupid? That dress looks
amazing on you! And you have a figure women would kill for! I mean, look at
that hot guy standing there! His eyes are roaming your body like a slab of
meat, and he looks like he wants to jump you right this minute!" She pointed to
a guy by a dressing room, leaning against the door, eyes roaming from Usagi's
chest to her long legs.
Usagi was
wearing a white, v-necked, spaghetti strapped dress, the neckline plunging
dangerously low, down to below her breasts. The fabric pressed tight at her
bust, her breasts practically bulging out in the front, where it graced the
opposite sex with a sight to behold. The back was just as revealing, dipping
right before the crevice of her butt. The dress came down right before the
knees, and a slit graced her right leg, cut high up the her waist. The dress'
sparkles gave the impression Serena was twinkling like an angel – a very sexy,
sensual, provocative angel. Her long, well-toned legs gleamed. She looked
dangerously perfect.
"Oh,
alright Minako! Have it your way, come on, I have to get home before dinner or
my mother is going to kill me!" Usagi complied, who changed speedily, paid for
the dress quickly and ran out of the store, more fearful of the guy in the
dressing room than her mother's wrath for being late for dinner.
The next
day followed as usual, except for any contact between Usagi and Mamoru. Usagi
had actually gone to school early that day (much to the surprise of her
classmates and teacher) to avoid detention, and had gone home as quickly as
possible for maximum time to get ready.
Usagi
stared at herself in the mirror, wondering what Mamoru would think of her
dress. She smiled evilly. For the moment, she was wearing an ugly, brown wool
sweater and long gray pants, her dress hidden beneath the stuffy clothing. Ding-dong
the doorbell rang, and Serena walked slowly out of the bathroom, waiting for
the perfect time to walk down the stair and make her entrance.
'Well, this
is it Mamoru, try not to drool too much when she comes down' Mamoru instructed
himself. He gazed at the top of the stairs, where Usagi was to emerge. First
came white, high-heels, and straps adorning perfect French nails on her toes.
Then came gray pants, which was when Mamoru let out a sigh of disappointment.
'Damn, I was sure she was going to wear some sexy, short skirt – any skirt
for that matter. Oh well, maybe she'll wear some skimpy top to compensate,'
Mamoru told himself, getting his hopes up. But as her upper half emerged,
Mamoru let out another sigh of disappointment. No bellybutton peeking out from
a short top, no cleavage to flaunt Usagi's enormous bust size, not even a neck
to nip on; for Usagi was wearing a long sleeved, brown turtleneck.
Oh well, at least she has some nice
make-up on' a voice said. 'Who cares about makeup? I want some skin! Cleavage!'
a voice piped up, and once again – a war began in Mamoru's mind. (Poor Mamoru!)
Mamoru still had enough sense to
sputter out, "You look very nice, Usagi." "Yes Usagi, you look beautiful!" her
father said happily, relieved that his daughter was wearing decent clothing.
'Thank You! Thank You! Thank You!" he said to himself. "Well, have a nice time
with this young man." He said confidently, happy to know Usagi was wearing
nothing to tempt the young man.
Usagi and Mamoru walked out to
Mamoru's sleek, black Jaguar, Mamoru letting her in first, and walking around
to let him in next. Just as he began driving, Usagi piped up. "Um Mamoru, could
we stop by your apartment for a minute? I need to go to the bathroom." Usagi
inquired rather innocently, reveling in Mamoru's obvious disappointment.
"Sure Usagi – are you sure you
don't want to stop by some fast-food restaurant?" Mamoru asked, rather
confused. "NO!" Usagi exclaimed quite passionately. "I mean – I hate going to
those restrooms! They're disgusting and it smells awful in those places." She
added rather smartly. She beamed a proud smile at herself. "Alright Usagi." He
said, changing direction to his apartment.
'Why is she taking so long? Women!'
Mamoru asked himself rather angrily. So far, this date sucked. "Meatball Head,
would you hurry up in there? We don't have all night you know!' Mamoru shouted.
He was left speechless though, as Usagi had opened the door to reveal her
seductive dress. 'The hell with the dance, I'm going to fuck your brains out
now!' Mamoru said to himself, or at least he thought he did. Usagi wore a
surprised, yet pleased look on her face as she replied, "I take it you like the
dress?" Mamoru nodded, not trusting his voice any longer.
After
what seemed like an eternity to Mamoru, (who would glance in Usagi's direction
every 5 seconds.) they had arrived to the school parking lot, walking out of
the car and into the school. As he opened the gym doors for Usagi, a gasp
emitted as the entire male attendance gazed at Usagi with wide, amazed eyes.
They all began crowding around her, or were ready to – when Mamoru strolled in,
his arm snaking around Usagi's waist possessively. Usagi leaned in and
half-rested her head on his shoulder to tell everyone he was hers. Both
were glaring at their sexes, daring them to even go near the other.
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Author Notes: Yah Yah, nothing much has happened yet…
but let me warn you that the next one is going to be what the R is meant for, I
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