Yeah yeah.welcome to "In Came Mamoru Chiba," a romantic fanfic based on the
love between a billionaire tycoon and a sweet peasant girl. Given the
chance to fall in love with her childhood playmate, Usagi Tsukino meets up
again with Mamoru, only to find that true love does lie beneath the past.
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comments. I'd be glad to read them. I hope that I have at least 1 good
review in my box by the time this story has ended. It's my first, so excuse
the writing and grammar. Heh.there. Now enjoy the fanfic ^^ JLY! Bunny
Moonstar
In came Mamoru Chiba, disheveled and looking rather draggled, as the flashes of lightning became not so distant in the doorway. The usual squeals and flittering of the evening maids came to sudden halt. All was still. His eyes gazed upon the servants with such enmity that it mentally rattled the bones inside each and every one of the manor's inhabitants, although one was not so feared as she approached the man with no precaution whatsoever.
"Mamoru Chiba!" she scolded. "How dare you trample through this house like you're Mr. High-and-Vain-priceless-handsome-young owner of the Chiba Manor. You have no right to go off scaring the young woman like that, much less create a large puddle of mud under your feet." Taken aback by the woman's angry shouts, the man didn't look so frightening. He stared down at his feet like a little child and made a slight grin. "I apologize Tessa. I did not mean to make such a mess. I do hope that it won't cause your lovely" he smirked seductively towards the maids," co-workers such hard labor for my insolent actions. I was being very rude." With these last words, he lowered his head in a façade of guilt. Tessa rolled her eyes naturally and replied with annoyance," Go on Mamoru. Your lawyer is waiting for you in your office and I shall not think of you to dare make him impatient." The young man nodded and scurried off towards the main stairway and up to his office.
Inside, a man in his early 40's was playing around insecurely with a rather large paperweight designed, as one of Mamoru's many collections, a gold dollar. Money was never an issue for the stunning modish kind of gentleman. He always had it on hand whenever he was in a position to pay, and for him, it ran like a flowing river full of sweet red wine and empty cares.
As the man sat in the guest seat across from the sublime recliner in front of him, Mamoru hesitated to join him. He stood silent in the doorway, examining his defender. The small gray hairs seemed to creep out from below the hairline, seeping over the dark black of night like a fog rolling in over the moon. It deeply reminded the boy of his father, just before his historical death. No one ever guessed kind and powerful Edward Chiba could die of such a fateful death. He was like Elvis; loved in so many ways, but never enough to himself to even live for the dream's heroic downfall. 'Damn him!' Mamoru thought to himself. 'How could such a man give me such worries, such hatred, such love, such family care?' As though sensing his presence, the man turned his head towards the boy and smiled professionally. "Good day Chiba." He stood to shake the rich boy's hand. "My my, you look awful. Perhaps you should shower first. I'm in no ru-" "Don't bother suggesting. I'm fine thank you. I was just caught in the storm, that's all. Sheesh, it's like deluge out there." Both men shared a chuckle, then Mamoru finally settled himself down in his chair. Innertwinning his fingers together in a sign of maturity and business, he asked the one question he was truthfully bumbling over and over in his head. "May I ask what business you have with me today?" The man smiled kindly and answered," Well Mamoru, if my memory is correct, and I do admit that it's getting rather rusty these days, you called me earlier in order to attend an appointment. Once again, if I am correct, you were supposed to be on a date with Miss Rei Hino and you were self-assured that you might need some guidance in order to gain cofidence in proposing to your young mistress. May I ask how everything went?" He noticed a small stain of maroon on the torso piece of a familiar white muscle shirt under the charming plaid vest worn by no other than Mamoru himself. Before allowing the boy to reply, he quickly implied his idea. "Let me guess.It didn't go as well as planned?" Mamoru shook his head, drops of rain spilling down from the gorgeous black strands of his raven hair. "No sir. She refused my offer with a flip of the middle finger and a splash of burgandy wine." The old man nodded. "Indeed. Very unlady-like if you ask me. I don't think that Miss Hino is exactly the right type of woman for you." Mamoru grunted a bit, staring off into space and answered," What woman is? I just don't get them sometimes. Either they want you or they dump you in the streets like a helpless poor kitten and then another one comes along and picks you up, nuzzling you next to their breasts while they take you home and give you the greatest pleasure in the world before kicking you down and throwing you out again. I swear whoever said that men were sexist was dead wrong.that guy was damn wrong. I suppose it could have been a woman. Who cares.I don't and I guess that's all that matters." The man in the seat across from Mamoru nodded while listening. He was carefully taking notes on the manilla piece of paper before him. From the first day that he defended Mamoru in court, the boy could not resist the opportunity to take in the man as a pshycoligist. During the past few years of service, the man soon turned into not only a counselor for the troubled yet handsome man, but also a father figure. Mamoru looked up to him for everything, and I mean everything. Whether it was advice on love or just simply how to play golf the correct way, Clifford Tsukino was always there to be counted on.
Not to mention was Cliff's daughter, Usagi, always there to help Mamoru with anything that he needed. She was sort of like a stand-in for her father whenever he couldn't be there. She knew Mamoru since she was in the womb of her mother, Delaney, but that was only the past. Everyone in the manor knew of Usagi's closeness to him, but never did they know of her secret predilection for him. She knew deep inside that he never noticed her. He was the seductive, priceless, powerful owner of the great Chiba Manor, and never should he be placed besides a peasant girl, never in his entire life. At least, that's what she thought. But who ever listened to a poor girl anyway?
" Well, looks to me like you need to find somebody else to take care of you, and Mamoru, I suggest you try to make this last. No more proposals right after you just THINK that it's getting good." He stood, bowing in gratefulness as he slowly walked out of the office and down the stairs towards the door. Mamoru watched his mentor drive off down the cobblestone driveway and onto the inerstate, zooming towards the small cottage claimed by him and his hidden beauty of a daughter.
"USAGI, I'M HOME!" Clifford yelled as he set down his car keys on the table beside the door. The warm aroma of fresh pasta whipped past his nose and he got a long, savoring wiff. "Mmmmmm." Suddenly, a blur of blonde hair appeared before his very eyes and he looked down to find his daughter clutching onto him; a hug. "Hello there father. I missed you. How was your trip to Venice? And then Rome? And then Mr. Chiba's house?" The man chuckled. " My dear, it was wonderful. The trips to Venice and Rome were fascinating, yet the stop at Mamoru's house was much more exciting." Usagi's beautiful blue eyes sparkled in wonder. "What kind of interesting things did you learn about Mr. Chiba today, father?" He smiled in return. " My dear daughter, it was only business." A sigh escaped from the beauty's mouth. Clifford smiled and added on," but I will admit that his new girlfriend did make a mess of his new undershirt." Giggles went out from the girl's mouth as she sputtered thoughts to herself. 'What an opportunity to confess my love! All I need to do is get a little closer to him, but wait! I'm just too shy.' Sighs emitted from her mouth once again, and her father began to worry. "My dear, what's the matter with you?" His British accent was deep yet gentle and he smiled at his daughter. She answered with yet another sigh, "I don't know father. It's just that, well, ever since I knew how to crawl, I knew that Mamoru Chiba was the one for me. I had that destined feeling. I never told you, nor mother this, but I often get dreams about him and I. They're always grand and marvelous." A dreamy spell was suddenly cast into her eyes. "He'd offer me his hand as we'd walk passed the dance floor and into the most gorgeous rose gardens I have ever seen. Down the pebble pathway we'd glid, my beautiful evening gown flowing through the wind like his midnight hair. Rose petals would begin to cascade around our bodies and suddenly, he would pull me into the lovliest kiss I have ever experienced. The clouds would roll back, revealing the moon in its finest hour. And then, he'd take my hand once more and walk me up the steps to our bedroom; he my husband and me his wife." A wiff of dreamy yawns came flowing out of her mouth like a cup of a neverending drink.
Clifford smiled. " My dear and beautiful Usagi, do not get your hopes up for I fear that not only is Mamoru Chiba a womanizer, he is also noncommitted to any woman he encounters, no matter what he says, I know he'll never see fit to marry the right woman, even when it's staring him right in the face." Shot down by her father's words, the girl nodded blankly and walked off into the kitchen to check on dinner. A single sigh escaped from the man's mouth and he spoke quietly to himself," If only he could look her straight dead in the eye. "
Okay.I know it's not as long as hoped, but I really wanted to get this out. I will try to send in another chapter as soon as possible. Thanks and Sayonara! JLY! Bunny Moonstar ^^
In came Mamoru Chiba, disheveled and looking rather draggled, as the flashes of lightning became not so distant in the doorway. The usual squeals and flittering of the evening maids came to sudden halt. All was still. His eyes gazed upon the servants with such enmity that it mentally rattled the bones inside each and every one of the manor's inhabitants, although one was not so feared as she approached the man with no precaution whatsoever.
"Mamoru Chiba!" she scolded. "How dare you trample through this house like you're Mr. High-and-Vain-priceless-handsome-young owner of the Chiba Manor. You have no right to go off scaring the young woman like that, much less create a large puddle of mud under your feet." Taken aback by the woman's angry shouts, the man didn't look so frightening. He stared down at his feet like a little child and made a slight grin. "I apologize Tessa. I did not mean to make such a mess. I do hope that it won't cause your lovely" he smirked seductively towards the maids," co-workers such hard labor for my insolent actions. I was being very rude." With these last words, he lowered his head in a façade of guilt. Tessa rolled her eyes naturally and replied with annoyance," Go on Mamoru. Your lawyer is waiting for you in your office and I shall not think of you to dare make him impatient." The young man nodded and scurried off towards the main stairway and up to his office.
Inside, a man in his early 40's was playing around insecurely with a rather large paperweight designed, as one of Mamoru's many collections, a gold dollar. Money was never an issue for the stunning modish kind of gentleman. He always had it on hand whenever he was in a position to pay, and for him, it ran like a flowing river full of sweet red wine and empty cares.
As the man sat in the guest seat across from the sublime recliner in front of him, Mamoru hesitated to join him. He stood silent in the doorway, examining his defender. The small gray hairs seemed to creep out from below the hairline, seeping over the dark black of night like a fog rolling in over the moon. It deeply reminded the boy of his father, just before his historical death. No one ever guessed kind and powerful Edward Chiba could die of such a fateful death. He was like Elvis; loved in so many ways, but never enough to himself to even live for the dream's heroic downfall. 'Damn him!' Mamoru thought to himself. 'How could such a man give me such worries, such hatred, such love, such family care?' As though sensing his presence, the man turned his head towards the boy and smiled professionally. "Good day Chiba." He stood to shake the rich boy's hand. "My my, you look awful. Perhaps you should shower first. I'm in no ru-" "Don't bother suggesting. I'm fine thank you. I was just caught in the storm, that's all. Sheesh, it's like deluge out there." Both men shared a chuckle, then Mamoru finally settled himself down in his chair. Innertwinning his fingers together in a sign of maturity and business, he asked the one question he was truthfully bumbling over and over in his head. "May I ask what business you have with me today?" The man smiled kindly and answered," Well Mamoru, if my memory is correct, and I do admit that it's getting rather rusty these days, you called me earlier in order to attend an appointment. Once again, if I am correct, you were supposed to be on a date with Miss Rei Hino and you were self-assured that you might need some guidance in order to gain cofidence in proposing to your young mistress. May I ask how everything went?" He noticed a small stain of maroon on the torso piece of a familiar white muscle shirt under the charming plaid vest worn by no other than Mamoru himself. Before allowing the boy to reply, he quickly implied his idea. "Let me guess.It didn't go as well as planned?" Mamoru shook his head, drops of rain spilling down from the gorgeous black strands of his raven hair. "No sir. She refused my offer with a flip of the middle finger and a splash of burgandy wine." The old man nodded. "Indeed. Very unlady-like if you ask me. I don't think that Miss Hino is exactly the right type of woman for you." Mamoru grunted a bit, staring off into space and answered," What woman is? I just don't get them sometimes. Either they want you or they dump you in the streets like a helpless poor kitten and then another one comes along and picks you up, nuzzling you next to their breasts while they take you home and give you the greatest pleasure in the world before kicking you down and throwing you out again. I swear whoever said that men were sexist was dead wrong.that guy was damn wrong. I suppose it could have been a woman. Who cares.I don't and I guess that's all that matters." The man in the seat across from Mamoru nodded while listening. He was carefully taking notes on the manilla piece of paper before him. From the first day that he defended Mamoru in court, the boy could not resist the opportunity to take in the man as a pshycoligist. During the past few years of service, the man soon turned into not only a counselor for the troubled yet handsome man, but also a father figure. Mamoru looked up to him for everything, and I mean everything. Whether it was advice on love or just simply how to play golf the correct way, Clifford Tsukino was always there to be counted on.
Not to mention was Cliff's daughter, Usagi, always there to help Mamoru with anything that he needed. She was sort of like a stand-in for her father whenever he couldn't be there. She knew Mamoru since she was in the womb of her mother, Delaney, but that was only the past. Everyone in the manor knew of Usagi's closeness to him, but never did they know of her secret predilection for him. She knew deep inside that he never noticed her. He was the seductive, priceless, powerful owner of the great Chiba Manor, and never should he be placed besides a peasant girl, never in his entire life. At least, that's what she thought. But who ever listened to a poor girl anyway?
" Well, looks to me like you need to find somebody else to take care of you, and Mamoru, I suggest you try to make this last. No more proposals right after you just THINK that it's getting good." He stood, bowing in gratefulness as he slowly walked out of the office and down the stairs towards the door. Mamoru watched his mentor drive off down the cobblestone driveway and onto the inerstate, zooming towards the small cottage claimed by him and his hidden beauty of a daughter.
"USAGI, I'M HOME!" Clifford yelled as he set down his car keys on the table beside the door. The warm aroma of fresh pasta whipped past his nose and he got a long, savoring wiff. "Mmmmmm." Suddenly, a blur of blonde hair appeared before his very eyes and he looked down to find his daughter clutching onto him; a hug. "Hello there father. I missed you. How was your trip to Venice? And then Rome? And then Mr. Chiba's house?" The man chuckled. " My dear, it was wonderful. The trips to Venice and Rome were fascinating, yet the stop at Mamoru's house was much more exciting." Usagi's beautiful blue eyes sparkled in wonder. "What kind of interesting things did you learn about Mr. Chiba today, father?" He smiled in return. " My dear daughter, it was only business." A sigh escaped from the beauty's mouth. Clifford smiled and added on," but I will admit that his new girlfriend did make a mess of his new undershirt." Giggles went out from the girl's mouth as she sputtered thoughts to herself. 'What an opportunity to confess my love! All I need to do is get a little closer to him, but wait! I'm just too shy.' Sighs emitted from her mouth once again, and her father began to worry. "My dear, what's the matter with you?" His British accent was deep yet gentle and he smiled at his daughter. She answered with yet another sigh, "I don't know father. It's just that, well, ever since I knew how to crawl, I knew that Mamoru Chiba was the one for me. I had that destined feeling. I never told you, nor mother this, but I often get dreams about him and I. They're always grand and marvelous." A dreamy spell was suddenly cast into her eyes. "He'd offer me his hand as we'd walk passed the dance floor and into the most gorgeous rose gardens I have ever seen. Down the pebble pathway we'd glid, my beautiful evening gown flowing through the wind like his midnight hair. Rose petals would begin to cascade around our bodies and suddenly, he would pull me into the lovliest kiss I have ever experienced. The clouds would roll back, revealing the moon in its finest hour. And then, he'd take my hand once more and walk me up the steps to our bedroom; he my husband and me his wife." A wiff of dreamy yawns came flowing out of her mouth like a cup of a neverending drink.
Clifford smiled. " My dear and beautiful Usagi, do not get your hopes up for I fear that not only is Mamoru Chiba a womanizer, he is also noncommitted to any woman he encounters, no matter what he says, I know he'll never see fit to marry the right woman, even when it's staring him right in the face." Shot down by her father's words, the girl nodded blankly and walked off into the kitchen to check on dinner. A single sigh escaped from the man's mouth and he spoke quietly to himself," If only he could look her straight dead in the eye. "
Okay.I know it's not as long as hoped, but I really wanted to get this out. I will try to send in another chapter as soon as possible. Thanks and Sayonara! JLY! Bunny Moonstar ^^