*pulls out "Crazy for You" and tosses it to Ely-chan who drops it in the Chibi-Usa fire*
ACK! *pulls it out again* hot fic, hot fic! *blows on the manuscript to cool it off*
^_^ hot off the presses! here it is! Well, not really, but you didn't know that... ^_~ Disclaimers? not this time, just for the slight hints of waff everywhere... but then again, it's our idea.
*evil laughter echoes off walls of Usagi's bottle* I think we'd better let them read now...
Crazy For You 6/9
By Lazuli [jupiterlightning@yahoo.com]
And Elysia [ely_chan@yahoo.com]
Usagi pulled at the material of the dress. She hadn't worn anything like this before. She wished she could be back in the outfit she had worn for the last four hundred years, or at least her dresses before that. Why was she here anyway? She held her bottle tighter and glared at her master across the room. Of course. Him. He had asked her to come, saying that sometime during the night he may have to make a wish, and that she would have to be there. Unless she wanted to stay in the bottle and risk getting taken by somebody... she shook off that thought. The sooner she got out of here the better.
She listened to the women around her and grimaced. They sounded like cackling hens! They were really getting on her nerves. She wanted out, or she wanted these women to shut up. One turned to her at the moment Usagi was contemplating turning them into monkeys.
"Well, ladies, look at what we have here. A new addition to the crowd. Didn't I see you in the hospital not too long ago? However did they let you out?"
Usagi tried to hold in her temper as they continued to pick at her. It wasn't working. She had been well-known as the psychopath in the hospital, driving their favorite and most sought after doctor nuts.
"Well, ladies, she doesn't seem to be harming anybody, but we best inform Dr. Chiba of his little runaway patient. I know you can pick locks, dearie, but we'll get you somewhere nice and safe where nobody will harm you." She spoke to Usagi in an overly patronizing tone that finally snapped the last bit of her temper. With a snarl, she snapped her fingers and turned the various partygoers into animals of all sorts, except Mamoru. She smiled satisfied as the three ladies who had been harping on her turned into chickens, and they ran around frantically. She almost had a hankering for fried chicken, but when she looked up, she saw the look on Mamoru's face... and he was NOT happy.
"We have to talk," were the only words out of his mouth as he took Usagi firmly by the arm and led her out into a secluded room.
He set her firmly down in a folding chair. "Usagi-chan, you can't go snapping your fingers when ever you feel like it!" She opened her mouth to protest, but he cut her off. "I don't care if they make you furious, you just can't do it!"
Usagi bowed her head, regretting that she humiliated her master. "I'm sorry, Mamoru-san. I didn't know it would make you so upset... I promise I'll try harder to control my temper. I'll do anything to please you Master. I will!"
Mamoru's face softened, and he pulled Usagi up so he could look her in the eyes. "Don't try too hard, all right? I want you to be happy, Usagi-chan."
"There's only thing that will make me happy," she mumbled under her breath as they started to leave the room. Puzzled, Mamoru stopped her again. "And what's that?"
She couldn't look him in the eye. "To be free of this curse, to live my own life. But it will never happen."
Mamoru was silent as he looked at Usagi, and he felt sad for this child who had her life ripped away from her, had her freedom taken in a split second. He looked around the room, and he had to suppress a smile. Everyone did look pretty funny, considering Usagi changed everyone to what animal they were most like.
He gave her a look that told her to "change them back." She gave him a half grin, then she snapped her fingers. She had to hold in her outright laughter as she watched the ladies who had harped on her earlier crawl and peck at the dirt on the ground, and one dignified man hopping around like a frog.
They recovered quickly, but not before Usagi and Mamoru vanished in a puff of smoke, back in his apartment. She gave him an apologetic look.
"I didn't want you to get blamed, and it looked like you needed some rest, Mamoru-san. Gomen ne if I made you angry by doing so."
Mamoru sighed. He did need to rest. He didn't say Usagi had been the cause of most of his sleepless nights. She had enough problems and guilt right now, he didn't want to add anymore to the pile. He instead smiled at her, and gestured towards the guest bedroom.
"I'm fine, Usagi-chan, and I do thank you for doing that, although I may have to explain some things in the morning. Why don't you get some sleep yourself, so that we can both be rested in the morning?"
To his surprise Usagi shook her head. "I don't really need sleep, Mamoru. I would rather stay up and make sure no harm comes to you, and that you get your sleep. I want to make up for what I did earlier, okay?"
Mamoru was about to protest, when he saw the look Usagi was giving him. He gave up the fight, and was soon fast asleep. He never saw Usagi appear in his room, watching him sleep, her blue eyes filled with sadness and longing for a life she yearned to have, but was out of her reach. She softly walked over to his bedside, and brushed the silky hair out of his eyes.
It wasn't true what she said about needing sleep. She did need it every so often, and she hadn't been getting any in the last few weeks. She would keep her promise, though, to watch over him.
But even genies weren't invincible to the powers of sleep. Placing her head in her hand, she watched her master slumber peacefully, until she felt herself nodding off as well, becoming vulnerable to the awaiting world of dreams.
She looked around the room, and discovered she was still in Mamoru's room. Strangely enough, she found it empty. Hadn't she just come in here to watch over him as he slept? Where did he go?
A strange noise coming from the other room caught her attention, and slowly she got up from the chair and wandered out into the living room. If someone was in the apartment while Mamoru was sleeping, she would easily take care of it... but where was her master?
Usagi caught a glimpse of a person out on the balcony, and visibly relaxed. It had been Mamoru making noise the entire time. But why was he up when she had practically ordered him to sleep? Sometimes she just didn't understand that man.
"Mamoru-san, what are you doing out of bed? I told you that you needed your rest for tomorrow, or you'll be wiped out."
He turned around at the sound of her voice, and smiled lovingly at her, which really threw her off. Mamoru had *never* looked at her that way before.
"Usa, I didn't mean to wake you up, I just needed some fresh air. Come join me," he smiled. Usagi complied, after all, he was her master.
But what she didn't expect was how he slipped his arms around her waist and held her tightly against him. She stiffened in his embrace, then slowly relaxed as she discovered that this felt so natural. She'd never felt like this with anyone before, not even when she was still mortal.
Mamoru leaned down and nuzzled her neck, making Usagi almost melt in his arms. But one part of her mind screamed out at her. 'Why is he doing this? He's only your master, nothing more! Why are you still here?'
'Because I'm in love with him,' the rest of her mind argued back. Usagi turned around in his arms, and slowly lifted her gaze to meet his. His eyes still held that same look she saw before, full of concern and devotion. For her.
He smiled down at her, a boyish grin set on his lips. "Oh, Usa, you don't know how much you mean to me. My life was so empty before I met you."
'I feel the same way,' her mind answered for her, and she smiled. Then she noticed his gaze flit from her eyes, down to her lips and back up to her eyes. He did it again. Oh gosh, was he going to...?
She leaned in closer to him, feeling so warm and secure in his embrace. Closing her eyes, she waited to feel his lips on hers...
When she opened them again, she found herself back on the chair in the corner of the darkened room. Mamoru's room. And he was still in his bed, fast asleep.
Usagi ran a hand through her bangs, and sighed. It had only been a dream. A deliciously wonderful dream! If only it was one of those dreams that actually came true.
But she couldn't be falling in love with him! It was taboo for genies to become involved with their masters. Why her, why now?
Meanwhile, Mamoru was having a dream of his own, and it wasn't far from what Usagi had dreamt.
He smiled happily as he walked in the door, knowing that Usagi was there to be with him. No more getting home to an empty house where he could not relax under a beloved's gaze. He laughed to himself. Since when did he get sentimental over that snippy, sarcastic blond pixie of a genie-girl? He must be losing his mind.
A smiling girl greeted him at the door though, and Mamoru was surprised by the look of love and devotion in her eyes. He realized that both of their wishes had come true, for she was in a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt, with paint colors smeared over it, and he had her love. Always and forever.
He stared in Usagi's eyes, and did what he had wanted to do for so long, in his mind. He pulled her tight into his arms, ignoring her squeals or the paint getting smeared all over his clothes. He leaned down to kiss her...
Mamoru woke up with a start, to see Usagi sitting in the chair next to him, her blue eyes unusually serious for her. He wanted to ask her what wrong, when she just smiled quickly at him and vanished into her bottle.
ACK! *pulls it out again* hot fic, hot fic! *blows on the manuscript to cool it off*
^_^ hot off the presses! here it is! Well, not really, but you didn't know that... ^_~ Disclaimers? not this time, just for the slight hints of waff everywhere... but then again, it's our idea.
*evil laughter echoes off walls of Usagi's bottle* I think we'd better let them read now...
Crazy For You 6/9
By Lazuli [jupiterlightning@yahoo.com]
And Elysia [ely_chan@yahoo.com]
Usagi pulled at the material of the dress. She hadn't worn anything like this before. She wished she could be back in the outfit she had worn for the last four hundred years, or at least her dresses before that. Why was she here anyway? She held her bottle tighter and glared at her master across the room. Of course. Him. He had asked her to come, saying that sometime during the night he may have to make a wish, and that she would have to be there. Unless she wanted to stay in the bottle and risk getting taken by somebody... she shook off that thought. The sooner she got out of here the better.
She listened to the women around her and grimaced. They sounded like cackling hens! They were really getting on her nerves. She wanted out, or she wanted these women to shut up. One turned to her at the moment Usagi was contemplating turning them into monkeys.
"Well, ladies, look at what we have here. A new addition to the crowd. Didn't I see you in the hospital not too long ago? However did they let you out?"
Usagi tried to hold in her temper as they continued to pick at her. It wasn't working. She had been well-known as the psychopath in the hospital, driving their favorite and most sought after doctor nuts.
"Well, ladies, she doesn't seem to be harming anybody, but we best inform Dr. Chiba of his little runaway patient. I know you can pick locks, dearie, but we'll get you somewhere nice and safe where nobody will harm you." She spoke to Usagi in an overly patronizing tone that finally snapped the last bit of her temper. With a snarl, she snapped her fingers and turned the various partygoers into animals of all sorts, except Mamoru. She smiled satisfied as the three ladies who had been harping on her turned into chickens, and they ran around frantically. She almost had a hankering for fried chicken, but when she looked up, she saw the look on Mamoru's face... and he was NOT happy.
"We have to talk," were the only words out of his mouth as he took Usagi firmly by the arm and led her out into a secluded room.
He set her firmly down in a folding chair. "Usagi-chan, you can't go snapping your fingers when ever you feel like it!" She opened her mouth to protest, but he cut her off. "I don't care if they make you furious, you just can't do it!"
Usagi bowed her head, regretting that she humiliated her master. "I'm sorry, Mamoru-san. I didn't know it would make you so upset... I promise I'll try harder to control my temper. I'll do anything to please you Master. I will!"
Mamoru's face softened, and he pulled Usagi up so he could look her in the eyes. "Don't try too hard, all right? I want you to be happy, Usagi-chan."
"There's only thing that will make me happy," she mumbled under her breath as they started to leave the room. Puzzled, Mamoru stopped her again. "And what's that?"
She couldn't look him in the eye. "To be free of this curse, to live my own life. But it will never happen."
Mamoru was silent as he looked at Usagi, and he felt sad for this child who had her life ripped away from her, had her freedom taken in a split second. He looked around the room, and he had to suppress a smile. Everyone did look pretty funny, considering Usagi changed everyone to what animal they were most like.
He gave her a look that told her to "change them back." She gave him a half grin, then she snapped her fingers. She had to hold in her outright laughter as she watched the ladies who had harped on her earlier crawl and peck at the dirt on the ground, and one dignified man hopping around like a frog.
They recovered quickly, but not before Usagi and Mamoru vanished in a puff of smoke, back in his apartment. She gave him an apologetic look.
"I didn't want you to get blamed, and it looked like you needed some rest, Mamoru-san. Gomen ne if I made you angry by doing so."
Mamoru sighed. He did need to rest. He didn't say Usagi had been the cause of most of his sleepless nights. She had enough problems and guilt right now, he didn't want to add anymore to the pile. He instead smiled at her, and gestured towards the guest bedroom.
"I'm fine, Usagi-chan, and I do thank you for doing that, although I may have to explain some things in the morning. Why don't you get some sleep yourself, so that we can both be rested in the morning?"
To his surprise Usagi shook her head. "I don't really need sleep, Mamoru. I would rather stay up and make sure no harm comes to you, and that you get your sleep. I want to make up for what I did earlier, okay?"
Mamoru was about to protest, when he saw the look Usagi was giving him. He gave up the fight, and was soon fast asleep. He never saw Usagi appear in his room, watching him sleep, her blue eyes filled with sadness and longing for a life she yearned to have, but was out of her reach. She softly walked over to his bedside, and brushed the silky hair out of his eyes.
It wasn't true what she said about needing sleep. She did need it every so often, and she hadn't been getting any in the last few weeks. She would keep her promise, though, to watch over him.
But even genies weren't invincible to the powers of sleep. Placing her head in her hand, she watched her master slumber peacefully, until she felt herself nodding off as well, becoming vulnerable to the awaiting world of dreams.
She looked around the room, and discovered she was still in Mamoru's room. Strangely enough, she found it empty. Hadn't she just come in here to watch over him as he slept? Where did he go?
A strange noise coming from the other room caught her attention, and slowly she got up from the chair and wandered out into the living room. If someone was in the apartment while Mamoru was sleeping, she would easily take care of it... but where was her master?
Usagi caught a glimpse of a person out on the balcony, and visibly relaxed. It had been Mamoru making noise the entire time. But why was he up when she had practically ordered him to sleep? Sometimes she just didn't understand that man.
"Mamoru-san, what are you doing out of bed? I told you that you needed your rest for tomorrow, or you'll be wiped out."
He turned around at the sound of her voice, and smiled lovingly at her, which really threw her off. Mamoru had *never* looked at her that way before.
"Usa, I didn't mean to wake you up, I just needed some fresh air. Come join me," he smiled. Usagi complied, after all, he was her master.
But what she didn't expect was how he slipped his arms around her waist and held her tightly against him. She stiffened in his embrace, then slowly relaxed as she discovered that this felt so natural. She'd never felt like this with anyone before, not even when she was still mortal.
Mamoru leaned down and nuzzled her neck, making Usagi almost melt in his arms. But one part of her mind screamed out at her. 'Why is he doing this? He's only your master, nothing more! Why are you still here?'
'Because I'm in love with him,' the rest of her mind argued back. Usagi turned around in his arms, and slowly lifted her gaze to meet his. His eyes still held that same look she saw before, full of concern and devotion. For her.
He smiled down at her, a boyish grin set on his lips. "Oh, Usa, you don't know how much you mean to me. My life was so empty before I met you."
'I feel the same way,' her mind answered for her, and she smiled. Then she noticed his gaze flit from her eyes, down to her lips and back up to her eyes. He did it again. Oh gosh, was he going to...?
She leaned in closer to him, feeling so warm and secure in his embrace. Closing her eyes, she waited to feel his lips on hers...
When she opened them again, she found herself back on the chair in the corner of the darkened room. Mamoru's room. And he was still in his bed, fast asleep.
Usagi ran a hand through her bangs, and sighed. It had only been a dream. A deliciously wonderful dream! If only it was one of those dreams that actually came true.
But she couldn't be falling in love with him! It was taboo for genies to become involved with their masters. Why her, why now?
Meanwhile, Mamoru was having a dream of his own, and it wasn't far from what Usagi had dreamt.
He smiled happily as he walked in the door, knowing that Usagi was there to be with him. No more getting home to an empty house where he could not relax under a beloved's gaze. He laughed to himself. Since when did he get sentimental over that snippy, sarcastic blond pixie of a genie-girl? He must be losing his mind.
A smiling girl greeted him at the door though, and Mamoru was surprised by the look of love and devotion in her eyes. He realized that both of their wishes had come true, for she was in a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt, with paint colors smeared over it, and he had her love. Always and forever.
He stared in Usagi's eyes, and did what he had wanted to do for so long, in his mind. He pulled her tight into his arms, ignoring her squeals or the paint getting smeared all over his clothes. He leaned down to kiss her...
Mamoru woke up with a start, to see Usagi sitting in the chair next to him, her blue eyes unusually serious for her. He wanted to ask her what wrong, when she just smiled quickly at him and vanished into her bottle.