AN: hey! Well…. I finally
FORCED myself to finish this forsaken fic! I myself have suffered many
hardships when I read a fanfic unfinished, and I have to wait… and wait. This
is dedicated to all those who WAIT. Anywayz…. On wit the story… P.S. Haha!
Sorry y'all…. But hentai is a no-go. (I don't got the guts) Lol… but I did add
a lil hentai at the beginning… should I change it to NC-17?
Disclaimer: (Does anyone actually
read these?) No, I do not own Sailor Moon ® nor any characters affiliated with
Sailor Moon ™. I have no money…
Warning: MORE
SEXUAL CONTENT THAN USUAL! (ONLY IN THE BEGINNING THOUGH)
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Mamoru
smiled to himself in satisfaction as he twirled a lock of blonde, silky blonde
hair. How he loved her, he thought to himself as he released the lock of hair
from this grasp and sighed happily, causing the blond angel to stir from her
deep slumber. She sat up suddenly, the clothes that covered her fell silently
to her waist, revealing a set of plump, full breasts – hardened because the
sudden arousal she felt. Sweat glistened on her naked body, from the activity
that went on the night before – all night long for that matter. The
angel was quite unaware of her seductive nudity – though as she glanced to the
raven-haired man beside her, it was obvious that Mamoru had. Her cheeks blushed
becomingly, rather cute – Mamoru thought – for one to be so shy after what they
had experienced, and how much Mamoru had seen.
"Hey there Angel… why don't you
put some clothes on? The roads have probably begun to be cleared this morning,
and I don't want a rescue team to see what I saw last night… only *I* may see that."
Usagi laughed a
twinkling, fairy laugh. "And who do you think you are - The King of Siam?
(Hehe… Alice!) I can show my body to whomever I please." She said haughtily,
turning her nose up to emphasize her point. She had just grabbed at a jacket,
which she clung unto with her right hand at her collarbone – covering her body.
Mamoru raised a
questioning eyebrow at Usagi, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. "Oh really?
And would it please the great Princess Usagi to show her luscious body to I,
the King of Siam?"
A forefinger was brought to the
corner of the teen's mouth, eyebrows scrunched together as if to feign great
thought and consideration. "I don't know… the princess's body may only be seen
by the purest of hearts. Does the King think he's worthy of such a wonder?"
"Oh no," Mamoru exclaimed sadly,
shaking his head disappointedly, "I'm definitely not the purest of hearts… for
would the purest of hearts do this?" Mamoru finished, completing a skilled
sexual maneuver that involved very "quick" fingers, and a hole. Usagi's hips
bucked into the air in response, and as she did so, Mamoru slid himself beneath
her – causing Usagi to fall on his hard, erect shaft; his penis penetrating
Usagi from behind.
Usagi shrieked in surprise, yet
a pair of headlights that came into view interrupted them. "Shit," Mamoru
exclaimed, as Usagi scrambled off him. Mamoru held his breath, hating the man
in the car approaching them and disturbing Usagi and him.
After a scuffling of clothes and
a choice few words of heavy profanity, both were fully dressed and perfectly
decent.
"Oy! You kids alright?"
a gruff, Scottish voice yelled out. The man approached them slowly, fighting
against a foot of pearl-white snow. He left a path of broken snow behind him,
the once immaculate snow ruined by intrusion. (Did anyone get that metaphor?)
"Y-Yes, we're alright.
We got caught in the storm the night before, as I attempted to rush this young
lady to the hospital."
"I'm fine now though,"
Usagi interrupted, hoping to avoid any unnecessary fuss over her.
"Alright
then… you kids better head out soon. The traffic's not too bad now, but in a
few hours…" The man shook his head at the thought of the horrendous traffic.
"Off I go then!" he added, as he walked away, leaving the two alone.
Three
months later…
Five
girls sat huddled together in a cozy pink room, laughing and teasing each other
as they pored over a collection of pictures. All but a lone, blond-haired
maiden, eyes wandering distantly – distracted.
"Ha!
Hey take a look at this picture Usa-chan! You were so skinny back then!
You know, you should really lose some weight… those dumplings have finally
taken their toll!" Rei mentioned teasingly, prodding Usa's slightly enlarged
stomach to emphasize her point. The other three girls giggled, but then stopped
abruptly as they glanced at Usagi.
The
odango-haired teen had her lips taut into a thin line, arms at her sides – her
hands clenched into fierce fists. She sat there, trembling, staring at Rei in –
fear? Then Usagi's eyes… once a light azure, swelled a dark blue. It was
as if a storm had rolled into the sky – all you had to do now was wait for the
lightning and thunder that was sure to follow. Her eyes – for a moment –
flashed a menacing black. There was the lightning.
As
I had mentioned… thunder was always sure to follow… "I am NOT fat! Do you hear
me? I am not fat! I'm the same as I've always been! I – AM – NOT – FAT!" At
this point, Usagi was furiously pounding Rei with her fists - tears streaming
down her cheeks. Rei looked down at Usagi in horror, wondering what had just
happened. "I'm not fat!" Usagi whispered desperately, staring up at the
bewildered Rei. It was almost as if she was attempting to assure herself, not
her friend. "… Am I?" the blond added, her voice full of fear.
"No,
of course not Usa-chan! You know I was just teasing you…" Rei answered, patting
Usagi's back in an attempt to further reassure her. The girl sobbed for a few
minutes longer, but when her sobs had finally subsided, it was followed by a
quiet, fearful whisper – so quiet, it was nearly impossible to make out what
was said. Yet the four girls, heard every word uttered. "I'm pregnant."
A
long, eerie silence followed – all eyes had settled on Usagi in bewilderment –
amazement. Then another blond, a red bow adorning her head, exclaimed "Oh! You
poor thing!" as she flung her arms around the tear-stained girl's neck, sobbing
herself. Ami and Makato soon followed, sobbing along with the two blonds,
whispering reassuring, 'It's going to be all right' s.
Only
one failed to join the cluster of bawling girls. In contrast, Rei had released
Usagi from her arms, using them to cross them over her chest. "Why didn't you
tell us sooner?" she questioned, obviously hurt. "We're your friends Usa! I
thought we trusted each other!"
"I
was scared." Usagi responded, looking up at Rei. "I was scared you'd all hate
me, that you thought I was some sort of whore… that you'd desert me and I
wouldn't have any friends left. I was afraid that you'd desert me… because if
Mamoru finds out, he will." She stared up at the raven-cropped teen in dread –
dread that Rei would desert her as she had predicted.
Pleading eyes gazed at
the priestess, until Rei sighed in exasperation, then went up to embrace Usagi
as well. "Next time, tell us sooner OK?" Rei whispered to Usa. Usagi nodded in
understanding. Her eyes were brimming with tears of joy, because she truly had
the most loyal friends in the world.
That next morning, Usagi
woke up early, and surprised her parents as she waited patiently at the kitchen
table – a determined set to her face. Already astonished by the peculiar
behavior, they were baffled by what she told them. Kenji was perfectly livid.
Yet after hours of screaming, yelling, shouting, and a great many tears, the
man finally settled down and let the information be absorbed.
Soon, Usagi and her parents were
talking of what Usagi was planning to do with the baby, and what to do with
Usagi herself. Hours passed, they had finally reached a decision. "Are you sure
you want to do this Usagi?" Ilene asked, her voice full of sadness.
"Yes," answered Usagi.
"I can't bear to ruin Mamoru's life, and it would be too hard to stay here –
he's so nearby. My heart would break just seeing him on the street. Yet I know
if he found out… he'd hate me. Or worse – he'd insist on supporting me, and
ruin any chance he has of a medical career. It's always been his dream to
become a doctor. Both are not an option. And Mama, Papa… you know what a
pregnant teen does to her family's reputation. You'd lose your jobs… and it
would be nearly impossible to get a new one. And then there are my friends… who
would stick by me no matter what – and then they would get stoned and taunted
because they were a friend of a whore. NO – I can't allow any more suffering
because of my mistake." She stopped abruptly, hesitating "I'm going to
live with Aunt Mary… in America."
Usagi
quickly informed her friends of her plans, and soon the five of them were
caught in a frenzy of packing. Usagi was leaving the following day.
Mamoru
dragged along the sidewalk, wondering why Usagi was avoiding him. Did he do
something wrong? Did he forget some sort of holiday? Anniversary perhaps? These
thoughts were forgotten when he caught sight of two odangos by the entrance of
the Arcade, embracing Andrew – farewell? The dirty blond man waved a sad
good-bye to Usagi, as she stepped into a cab and drove off. "Odd," Mamoru
thought. "It's seems so final." He hurried up to Andrew, catching his
arm before he reentered the Arcade.
"Hey
Andrew! What was that all about?" Mamoru asked as casually as he could. Andrew
still didn't know about Mamoru's relationship with Usagi – or rather, lack-of
as he looked back on the past few weeks.
Andrew
smiled sadly, and then replied, "Oh that was Usagi. She just dropped by the
Arcade to say good-bye to me. Boy, I'm going to miss that girl."
"Why?
Where is she going? Some sort of school trip?" A confused raven-haired man
asked. A small hope within him ignited – maybe she was just caught up in the
preparations of the trip. No – that wasn't right. She would have told me,
wouldn't she? Or at least have said good-bye… He thought to himself.
"Oh
no… nothing like that. She's on her way to America – she's decided to move
there for good." Andrew explained. "You want to come in for a cup of…" Andrew
began, but before he could finish, he realized he was talked to air… for Mamoru
had hailed a cab, and disappeared.
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