Girls' Night Out
Chapter 3
By Aisuru
aisuru_chan@yahoo.com
"Your hero, am I?" he asked, his grin widening.
Sailor Moon nodded. Feeling suddenly shy at her revelation, she looked at her feet. "You're always there to save me, which makes me feel like I'm someone precious, someone important. I think the poetry, the roses, and the tuxedo are totally romantic."
"You do?" At her nod, he created a perfect rose and offered it to her.
Sailor Moon shyly avoided his eyes, keeping her gaze on the flower. She inhaled its fragrance, sweet and heady. "I'll bet you kiss real good, too," she added, "but Sailor Mercury and Mars say you probably can't tell how good a kisser someone is by the way they dress." She paused to sigh. "I can't help thinking that the outward appearance - the roses and tuxedo and all - is a reflection of the inner person. I'll bet the real you is romantic and a really good kisser."
Tuxedo Kamen didn't know just what to say to that, so he just looked at her. He noticed that the other senshi were still amusing themselves with the boom box and Sailor Mercury's pirated CD of strip-tease songs. Chris Isaac's "Wicked Game" was currently playing.
"Will you kiss me?" Sailor Moon suddenly asked.
"What?" Tuxedo Kamen asked, sure he had misheard what the long-legged, short-skirted senshi had said.
"Will you kiss me? Kisses are so romantic, and I just know that you're a romantic guy!"
Tuxedo Kamen held up a white-gloved hand. "You want me to kiss you?" he asked.
Sailor Moon nodded.
"Because you want to prove that I'm a romantic guy because I dress in a tuxedo, say poetry, and throw roses?"
She nodded again.
"And because you think that I'll be a good kisser because of the way I dress?"
Sailor Moon nodded again, still looking at the rose.
"So let me get this straight - you want to kiss me to support a theory?"
Sailor Moon frowned at this. "It sounded a lot more romantic when I said it," she noted.
Tuxedo Kamen put his gloved hands on her shoulders, holding her an arm's length away from him. "Don't get me wrong, Sailor Moon," he said, "I think you're terrific, and I'm really attracted to you, and I would love to kiss you, but not so you can prove a point to your friends."
Sailor Moon's eyes glittered with tears. "But I like you, too, Tuxedo Kamen!" she explained. She scrunched her face up, deep in thought for a moment, before flashing him a smile. "I know! What if I promise not to tell the senshi! Then you'll know that I'm just kissing you because I really want my first kiss to be with you."
Tuxedo Kamen's eyes softened at her confession, his mouth curving into a tender smile. As he leaned towards her, closing the distance between them, he realized that as often as he had imagined kissing Sailor Moon, these fantasies had never had "Oops! I did it again!" in the soundtrack.
Banishing the thought, he moved the last few inches towards Sailor Moon, their lips meeting in the tenderest of kisses. Her lips were so soft and warm, so delightfully pliant against his own. He gave her another soft kiss, and another. She responded, then, and he was considering deepening the kiss when the sound of someone clearing her throat caught his attention. He broke the kiss and turned to see a very flustered Sailor Mercury.
"Sorry to interrupt," she began, blushing even brighter, "but another youma has appeared.
The five senshi and the masked romantic found more than just a youma when they reached the source of the dark energy Mercury's computer had discovered. They found a youma and Dark Kingdom General Zoicite!
"I've got a plan!" Sailor Venus said as they hid in a nearby alley, trying to decide upon a strategy. "We can do the 'you know what,'" she said, looking at Mercury, Mars, and Jupiter, "while you do 'you know who.'" This last part she directed at Sailor Moon. Both she and Tuxedo Kamen flushed with embarrassment.
"Now wait just a minute," he began, but Sailor Mercury cut him off.
"Translation: Sailor Moon has the most power, so she can try her moon stick on Zoicite while the rest of us get the youma out of the way," Sailor Mercury explained.
Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen blushed even more, embarrassed at their misunderstanding of Venus' words.
Venus' plan had been a good one. Sailor Moon's moon stick hadn't been able to defeat Zoicite, of course, but it had distracted him from his youma, which the other senshi, with Tuxedo Kamen's aid, easily destroyed.
"You think you're so cute in your little skirts," Zoicite had taunted when all the senshi were focused on him, "but you are no match for me!" With these baffling words, a grating laugh, and a flurry of flower petals, Zoicite vanished.
"What is with that guy?" Sailor Moon complained, self-consciously tugging at the hem of said short skirt.
"Once an evil guy bent on world domination, ALWAYS an evil guy bent on world domination," Sailor Mercury mused.
"Somehow I don't think world domination is the type of domination that guy is into!" Sailor Venus exclaimed.
The girls were silent for a moment; then four pairs of shocked eyes turned to face the golden senshi of love. "Sailor Venus is a hentai!" the girls all cried.
"And the world thinks they are so sweet and innocent," Tuxedo Kamen mused.
***
Author's Notes:
I don't think I've given a disclaimer for this story yet, so here it is: I don't own Sailor Moon.
I feel so guilty, because I've been reviewed by people asking for the next part, and I had this chapter fully written in a notebook since I posted Chapter 2 (I wrote them together), but I totally forgot to type it up and post it! Gomen, gomen!
Oh, this chapter took me 52 minutes to write and satisfied Princess Destiny's one-hour challenges #9, 19, and 21.
Chapter 3
By Aisuru
aisuru_chan@yahoo.com
"Your hero, am I?" he asked, his grin widening.
Sailor Moon nodded. Feeling suddenly shy at her revelation, she looked at her feet. "You're always there to save me, which makes me feel like I'm someone precious, someone important. I think the poetry, the roses, and the tuxedo are totally romantic."
"You do?" At her nod, he created a perfect rose and offered it to her.
Sailor Moon shyly avoided his eyes, keeping her gaze on the flower. She inhaled its fragrance, sweet and heady. "I'll bet you kiss real good, too," she added, "but Sailor Mercury and Mars say you probably can't tell how good a kisser someone is by the way they dress." She paused to sigh. "I can't help thinking that the outward appearance - the roses and tuxedo and all - is a reflection of the inner person. I'll bet the real you is romantic and a really good kisser."
Tuxedo Kamen didn't know just what to say to that, so he just looked at her. He noticed that the other senshi were still amusing themselves with the boom box and Sailor Mercury's pirated CD of strip-tease songs. Chris Isaac's "Wicked Game" was currently playing.
"Will you kiss me?" Sailor Moon suddenly asked.
"What?" Tuxedo Kamen asked, sure he had misheard what the long-legged, short-skirted senshi had said.
"Will you kiss me? Kisses are so romantic, and I just know that you're a romantic guy!"
Tuxedo Kamen held up a white-gloved hand. "You want me to kiss you?" he asked.
Sailor Moon nodded.
"Because you want to prove that I'm a romantic guy because I dress in a tuxedo, say poetry, and throw roses?"
She nodded again.
"And because you think that I'll be a good kisser because of the way I dress?"
Sailor Moon nodded again, still looking at the rose.
"So let me get this straight - you want to kiss me to support a theory?"
Sailor Moon frowned at this. "It sounded a lot more romantic when I said it," she noted.
Tuxedo Kamen put his gloved hands on her shoulders, holding her an arm's length away from him. "Don't get me wrong, Sailor Moon," he said, "I think you're terrific, and I'm really attracted to you, and I would love to kiss you, but not so you can prove a point to your friends."
Sailor Moon's eyes glittered with tears. "But I like you, too, Tuxedo Kamen!" she explained. She scrunched her face up, deep in thought for a moment, before flashing him a smile. "I know! What if I promise not to tell the senshi! Then you'll know that I'm just kissing you because I really want my first kiss to be with you."
Tuxedo Kamen's eyes softened at her confession, his mouth curving into a tender smile. As he leaned towards her, closing the distance between them, he realized that as often as he had imagined kissing Sailor Moon, these fantasies had never had "Oops! I did it again!" in the soundtrack.
Banishing the thought, he moved the last few inches towards Sailor Moon, their lips meeting in the tenderest of kisses. Her lips were so soft and warm, so delightfully pliant against his own. He gave her another soft kiss, and another. She responded, then, and he was considering deepening the kiss when the sound of someone clearing her throat caught his attention. He broke the kiss and turned to see a very flustered Sailor Mercury.
"Sorry to interrupt," she began, blushing even brighter, "but another youma has appeared.
The five senshi and the masked romantic found more than just a youma when they reached the source of the dark energy Mercury's computer had discovered. They found a youma and Dark Kingdom General Zoicite!
"I've got a plan!" Sailor Venus said as they hid in a nearby alley, trying to decide upon a strategy. "We can do the 'you know what,'" she said, looking at Mercury, Mars, and Jupiter, "while you do 'you know who.'" This last part she directed at Sailor Moon. Both she and Tuxedo Kamen flushed with embarrassment.
"Now wait just a minute," he began, but Sailor Mercury cut him off.
"Translation: Sailor Moon has the most power, so she can try her moon stick on Zoicite while the rest of us get the youma out of the way," Sailor Mercury explained.
Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen blushed even more, embarrassed at their misunderstanding of Venus' words.
Venus' plan had been a good one. Sailor Moon's moon stick hadn't been able to defeat Zoicite, of course, but it had distracted him from his youma, which the other senshi, with Tuxedo Kamen's aid, easily destroyed.
"You think you're so cute in your little skirts," Zoicite had taunted when all the senshi were focused on him, "but you are no match for me!" With these baffling words, a grating laugh, and a flurry of flower petals, Zoicite vanished.
"What is with that guy?" Sailor Moon complained, self-consciously tugging at the hem of said short skirt.
"Once an evil guy bent on world domination, ALWAYS an evil guy bent on world domination," Sailor Mercury mused.
"Somehow I don't think world domination is the type of domination that guy is into!" Sailor Venus exclaimed.
The girls were silent for a moment; then four pairs of shocked eyes turned to face the golden senshi of love. "Sailor Venus is a hentai!" the girls all cried.
"And the world thinks they are so sweet and innocent," Tuxedo Kamen mused.
***
Author's Notes:
I don't think I've given a disclaimer for this story yet, so here it is: I don't own Sailor Moon.
I feel so guilty, because I've been reviewed by people asking for the next part, and I had this chapter fully written in a notebook since I posted Chapter 2 (I wrote them together), but I totally forgot to type it up and post it! Gomen, gomen!
Oh, this chapter took me 52 minutes to write and satisfied Princess Destiny's one-hour challenges #9, 19, and 21.