Another Twisted Story

Note: All right, this is a spur of the moment fic, I wrote a lemon not too long ago to improve my lemon-writing skills and decided to write a fic to go along with it. Of course I'll post the lemon here as well, I'm not sure when though *shrugs* Anyway, I just kinda sat down and started writing. Please review or email me at pokahydee@hotmail.com it doesn't seem like many ppl really care bout my writing anymore so I may decide to completely disappear with the exception of a few close friends that have been with me since the beginning. I hate to punish ppl, but I really don't have the heart to write anymore since it doesn't seem like anyone even cares.
P.S. the Prologue is the lemon "Just Another Lemon" you don't HAVE to read it for a vital part of the plot, just know that something along those lines happened between Usagi and Yohji

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon or Weib so dun sue me. You won't get much, trust me. The characters do not belong to me but the plot and story does so steal that and I will PERSONALLY see that you are hunted down and tortured to the full extent of the law (and somewhat surpassing the law since you won't be able to walk anymore).

Thoughts are italicized
Dream Sequences are italicized (thoughts in dreams aren't)
**** Change of scene, time, etc…

Chapter 2 – Lilies Suit You

Usagi yawned as she walked into the flower shop. It was nearly five o'clock and she had finally managed to get over there for her tutoring. Omi had called her earlier that day to see what kind of help she needed and she had reluctantly agreed to come over. The bell above the door made a quiet tinkle as she entered and the familiar redhead, the one called Aya, approached her.

"Are you Omi's friend?" He asked as he held a pot of flowers in one hand and a hose in the other. She just nodded and looked at the floor, she was really intimidated by him… He was tall and seemed somewhat threatening; he just seemed so cold and distant. Not at all like the rest of the guys that worked at the flower shop. His fire-red hair and deep chilling violet eyes scared her in a way, it was like he could see straight into her soul and read her secrets. "He'll be out in a minute." He stated simply as he went back to his job.

She walked over by the counter and sat down in a chair next to an older woman with a cat lying upon her lap. The old lady smiled pleasantly at Usagi while petting the fur-ball that lay in her lap. It felt like she had been waiting for an hour when a familiar voice sounded from behind her.

"Usagi-chan?" The voice asked, shock sounding in the voice. Usagi turned around to meet the eyes of Yohji who looked just as shocked as she felt.

"Yohji-kun…" She breathed, her throat tightening as tears threatened to spill over. She wanted to run to him and embrace him but she knew she couldn't. He took her gently by the arm and led her through one of the back doors of the store. He led her up a set of stairs to a closed door. Usagi saw him dig into his pocket and pull out a key that he used to unlock the door.

"What are you doing here Usagi?" He asked as he locked the door behind her. He walked over and sat down on the bed, pulling a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it. She sat down beside him on the bed beside him with her hands clasped in her lap. "You know I can't see you right now."

"Demo, Yohji-kun, I didn't come here to see you." Usagi said, fanning her face as wisps of smoke surrounded her face.

"Nani? Who did you come to see then?" He asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"I came to see Omi-kun." Usagi said quietly, not meeting Yohji's eyes.

"Omi-kun?" Yohji asked, raising an eyebrow. "You came to see the kid?" He asked, chuckling lightly to himself. "I thought you were looking for a real man, Usagi-chan." He said seductively as he drew her near to him. Usagi's cheeks began to flame as he spoke and she felt his lips gently caress her neck.

"Iie, it's nothing like that Yohji-kun," Usagi said, pushing him back a little. "Omi-kun is tutoring-" She gasped as she felt his hand slip up her shirt. "Yohji-kun…" She breathed, her breath coming out in short gasps.

"Tutor?" He questioned as his lips moved from her neck to her lips. He captured her lips in a gentle kiss and let his tongue slip into her mouth. She seemed to still be afraid, not wanting to respond.

"O-negai, Yohji-kun…" She breathed into his mouth. "We can't do this-" Her voice stopped as his fingertips grazed over her firm stomach and kept on their descent downward. "Iie, Yohji-kun…" She whimpered as she felt his weight shift on top of her. "Stop Yohji-kun…"

"What's wrong Usagi-chan?" He asked as he broke his lips away from hers. He cupped her face in both hands and kissed her forehead lightly.

"We can't do this Yohji-kun… I, I don't want anything bad to happen to you because of me." Usagi said truthfully as she brushed a strand of honey-colored hair from his eyes. He seemed satisfied with her answer and rolled off. He slipped his arms under her back and helped her sit up.

"Hmm… when do you turn eighteen now?" Yohji asked, scratching his chin. She blushed a little and looked down at her hands.

"I won't be eighteen for another ten months." She said truthfully. The school year was almost over now and she was one of the oldest ones in the class. It became out of her laziness that she hadn't passed a grade while still in Middle School.

"Well, this won't be illegal forever Usagi-chan," He said as a smirk broke out across his face. "Just ten more months ne? I think I can wait." He said as he kissed her gently on the lips. She was blushing when he pulled away from her and her eyes were filled with tears.

"You'll really wait?" She asked through her tears, shocked and happy that he had said such a thing. He just nodded and kissed the back of her hand.

"Trust me, Usagi-chan," He said giving her a wink. "Better head downstairs before Omi-kun worries." Usagi nodded and stood up, letting her arms encircle his waist for a minute before leaving.

"Dai suki." Usagi said as she left the room and headed down to the main sitting room in the downstairs.

"Dai suki, Usa-chan…" He said as the door closed silently behind her. Gomen Usagi… demo, I don't know if I can wait that long for you… He thought to himself rather sadly as he threw himself back down onto the bed.

Usagi followed the path Yohji had chosen to bring her up there and soon found her way down into the sitting room. She walked into the room and saw that Omi was sitting in front of a computer typing away furiously. He didn't seem to notice that she had even entered the room as she walked up behind him.

"Omi-kun?" She questioned as she peeked over his shoulder. There were some weird things on the computer screen; it looked almost like he was hacking into something. It said something like 'classified' or something along the lines of that.

"Usagi-san?" Omi questioned as he hit a button on the keyboard and the screen went blank. He turned around, looking like he had been caught doing something he wasn't supposed to do.

"What was that Omi-kun?" Usagi questioned, not really knowing what to think.

"Oh, Omi-kun is looking up a little porn again ne?" Yohji asked as he walked into the room. The same cool, self-assured expression and air seemed to follow him everywhere he went. Omi turned bright red at this comment and Usagi couldn't help but laugh.

"Stop messing around." Omi said, still a little red as he walked over to the couch and plopped down. Usagi followed suit and sat beside him and opened up her bag. "What do you want to work on first Usagi-san?" Omi asked as he pulled a stack of books out from under the table and placed them on top of it.

"Umm… I don't know, it doesn't really matter really." Usagi said, not really looking forward to any type of studying. "It's not too good to have the smartest person in school tutoring the dumbest." Usagi said as she blushed with embarrassment.

"You're not dumb Usagi-san." Omi said smiling warmly at her. Usagi managed a partial smile back but still looked doubtful.

"Once we get started you'll see." Usagi said, a sweatdrop on the back of her head. She really didn't want Yohji to watch her study. It made her feel even dumber. At least when it was just her and Omi, she wouldn't feel dumb because Omi knows she's not the smartest person in the world. She just didn't want Yohji to think less of her because she was a terrible student.

"Is he bothering you?" Omi asked as he followed Usagi's gaze toward Yohji.

"Umm… iie, I just feel dumb because you're really smart Omi-kun." Usagi said still blushing from embarrassment.

"I'm not that smart Usagi-san, you'll see." Omi said a blush spreading across his cheeks as well.

****

Mamoru was walking to his apartment after one of his later classes and saw Usagi go into the new flower shop in town. He stopped and was about to go in and say 'hi' to her when a man with red hair let her go through one of the back doors into the apartments behind. Nani?!? He thought to himself as the girl disappeared behind the door. Is she cheating on me with that guy? His mind demanded as he saw the way she smiled at someone with honey-colored hair that was down nearly to his shoulders. I'm going to have to have a chat with that girl on our date tomorrow night. He made a mental note of everything he had seen and continued on his way.

"Mamo-chan?" A feminine voice asked from behind. Mamoru turned to see a young woman with long brown hair down nearly to her waist curled elegantly and made to frame her pretty face. She appeared to be about twenty years old. "Is that you Mamo-chan?" She asked again as she edged nearer to him. A smile broke out on her face as she recognized him.

"Mai-chan." He said as he recognized the girl instantly. "You know you can't be around me in public." He commented as her arms wrapped loosely around his waist.

"Demo, I had to see you again Mamo-chan. I had to know when we were going to get together again and have a little fun." She said, pouting slightly as she ran a finger with blood-red nail polish over his bottom lip.

"I'm taking my girl friend on a date tomorrow so how about you meet me in my apartment at ten o'clock all right?" He asked as her lips brushed over his in a light kiss.

"All right, I'll be waiting." She said seductively as she continued her journey down the street. Mamoru scowled slightly when he looked back into the store and saw the many teenaged girls that were flirting with the workers.

"We'll see…" He said as he walked away.

****

Usagi hurriedly pulled her hair up into the familiar style that she had always worn, two buns on her head. She had been considering a new style for a while now. She was getting a little older and the hairstyle made her look really childish. Besides, since she was still near Yohji now, she wanted to look sophisticated even if he knew that she wasn't really like that. She was dreading this date; she really didn't want to be with Mamoru anymore. She had feelings for him, but the way she felt about Yohji was just so… so different. Mamoru had tried some things a few times while she was in his apartment with him, but she hadn't let him. She'd stopped him and left immediately afterward.

"I'm going to cancel it…" She said aloud to herself as she held up a cute dress. It was short and pink with little ruffles on the bottom of the skirt. It was cute, definitely a 'Usagi' dress was a thought that would come into anyone's mind if they had seen it. "Iie… I can't do that…" Usagi said, sighing as she fell onto her back on the bed. Mamoru's face was in her mind but it was different somehow. It wasn't the charming person she'd started dating. She hadn't even remembered why he'd started to like her… he had always teased and made fun of her when she was in Middle School. It seemed like over night, he just completely changed and now he was in love with her. It was really strange. It was different with Yohji. She sighed and let her mind wander back to the day when she'd first heard of Koneko.

"Usagi-chan!" Naru cried as she ran ahead of Usagi. Usagi had already succeeded in falling on her nose four times in their run home from the school. She didn't know why Naru was running, but she followed anyway. Naru had told her about a new shop nearby but hadn't said anything about what type of place it was or why they were going there.

"Slow down Naru-chan!" Usagi whined as she stood up and rubbed her sore nose. "I can't run anymore, my chest hurts." Usagi whined again as Naru stopped and turned around to face Usagi.

"Come on, Usagi! We have to get there before any of them go on break!" Naru had explained as she grabbed Usagi's wrist and pulled her along at a little slower of a pace than before.

Usagi and Naru ran for several more minutes before they stopped in front of a flower shop. Usagi gasped when she saw all of the teenaged girls that were standing around and was even more surprised with the people that were working there. They were absolutely GORGEOUS! It wasn't just one of them, though, all four of them were HOT! She immediately felt her cheeks fill with warmth and knew that she had broken out into a blazing blush.

"Wow, there sure are a lot of people here…" Usagi commented on the situation. Naru nodded and giggled at Usagi. Sometimes she could be so brain-dead. She acted like she didn't notice those guys but Naru had known all along because that had been what she'd heard about ahead of time.

"The person that told me about this store said that the youngest one goes to our High School too. I've never really seen him though." Naru explained.

"I already have a boyfriend Naru-chan, I shouldn't be here to check them out with you." Usagi said as she blushed slightly. "Besides, I know Omi-kun. He's in one of my classes, demo… he's a lot smarter than I am." Usagi said with a slight blush.

"Ohayo Usagi-san." Omi said cheerfully as he recognized the blond girl from his class. "What brings you here?" He asked, making some small talk.

"I heard about a new store and me and Naru wanted to check it out." Usagi said nonchalantly.

"Well, I wish I could stay and talk, but I have a lot of work to do." Omi said as he went back into the store, squeezing past the hoards of teenage girls that were trying to grope him as he passed.

"You'd think they were Rock Stars by the way everyone treats them." Usagi said giggling as she watched Omi trying to swat the hands away that were trying to feel him up.

"Are those girls even buying anything-" Naru started.

"If you're not buying anything then leave!" A harsh voice nearly shouted. The owner of the voice appeared to be an impatient looking man with red hair. It was obvious he had a short temper and from the reactions of the 'customers' he did this quite often. Instinctively, the girls all grabbed the nearest pot or bouquet and thrust it toward the cash register. Usagi giggled again and followed Naru into the store.

"Look at how pretty these are!" Usagi squealed when she saw a bouquet of lilies in a vase. "They smell so good!" She giggled as she leaned over to smell them. Naru stood beside her and pretended to be looking at the flower. Usagi sighed and followed her gaze, seeing a guy with dark brown hair.

"He's dreamy." Naru sighed as she stared on at the brown-haired guy wearing a soccer jersey and matching shorts.

"Why don't you go ask him to help you with something." Usagi giggled as she shoved Naru toward him.

"Demo-" She stated but Usagi had already pushed her over toward.

"Ask him to help you find some flowers for your 'sick' mother." Usagi said, winking at Naru. Naru blushed and approached the guy. Usagi smiled and turned back to the flowers she'd been looking at. When she turned back around, her eyes met with a set of stunning emerald ones and she stumbled backward and landed on the ground.

"Itai!" She cried as she hit the hard ground. She looked back up at the guy with honey-colored hair and puffed out her cheeks in anger. "Baka! You scared me!" Usagi cried as she swat away the hand he offered to help her up with.

"Gomen, I didn't mean to scare you." He said, smiling warmly at the blond. "I'm Kudou Yohji. Can I help you with anything?" He asked, smiling at the blond. Sure, she was a little young, but sometimes he liked to humor them. They were always cute when they blushed.

"Iie, I'm just fine!" Usagi said as she stuck her nose in the air, an angry look still on her face.

"Hmm…" Yohji said as he took her hand. He ran a finger along the lines on her hand and looked up a moment later with a smirk. "Lilies suit you." He stated simply, sending her his award-winning smile. Usagi couldn't help but blush at his antics. He was flirting and she didn't know how to react. She already had Mamoru and now this guy was flirting. Usagi knew it was probably just harmless but she couldn't help but be flattered because it looked like all of the guys that worked there seemed to brush the girls off like they were just regular customers, not matter how many tried to grope them.

"Yohji-kun, I need some help over here!" Omi called from the other side of the store. Yohji smiled at Usagi once more and shook her hand, heading over toward Omi to help him with a sack of peat moss he was trying to put up on a shelf. Usagi watched him go with a blush staining her cheek before she looked down at the note he'd left her. Usagi gasped slightly as she saw a phone number scrawled across the paper in red ink.

"Did you see that guy Usagi-chan?" Naru came back over toward Usagi with a blush on her cheeks. Her face was red and she acted like she was floating. "He's great." Naru breathed. Usagi glanced down at her watch and nearly shouted.

"Oh no! I'm gonna be late!!" Usagi cried as she started toward the door. "I'll see you later Naru-chan, I'm gonna be late for my date!"

Usagi smiled to herself as she remembered her first meeting with Yohji. He was always like that, such a flirt. That, of course, hadn't been the last time Usagi had been to Koneko. She'd gone up there nearly every day like all of the other teenaged girls that swooned over them. It was strange that Yohji had actually taken an interest in her. He could have had any girl he wanted… hell Mamoru could probably have any girl he wanted. It was really strange to Usagi.

Usagi stood up and walked to her closet. She'd decided that she was going to stand Mamoru up. She really didn't want to see him right now. She was going to go and have some fun instead. A nightclub sounded like fun. She needed to get out and away, dancing was always fun. She smiled to herself and pulled something out of the very back of her closet. Her mother didn't know that she had this outfit, she'd gone out and bought it by herself and had hidden it in the back. She held the dress up to her body and smirked as she looked at the reflection in the mirror.

"This will be fun." Usagi said giggling as she quickly pulled the dress on as well as the accessories she'd bought to go along with it.

Usagi walked to her window and looked out. Good, it was dark enough so they might not see her climbing down the tree. Usagi was really tired of her parents; all they ever did anymore was fight. Even Shingo had been sneaking out or boarding himself up inside for days on end. At least Usagi was still going to school; Shingo was now refusing to even go to school. When his parents were mad enough about it, though, they would take him to school themselves. That was rare though, and when it did happen, Shingo would wait until they were gone and then leave.

Usagi put some pillows and clothes under her blankets and shaped it into a sleeping form before she quietly opened the window and climbed out into the tree outside of it. She closed the window behind her and lowered herself carefully down the branches to the ground. She walked out the gate and made her way down the streets.

****

Omi walked into the nightclub, Oka had followed him and he'd had to save her from a bunch of guys. Stupid girl… she didn't know the reason he was here. He frowned to himself and sat at the bar, ordering something to drink. Even though he was underage, they gave it to him because he didn't look underage in his getup. He sighed and looked around, searching for any signs that may lead to the whereabouts of all the people that had been disappearing. They'd received information that people were disappearing from nightclubs and were being hunted so he'd put himself under cover to find out where they were taken.

"Omi-kun?" A familiar voice asked from behind him. Omi turned toward the voice and gasped slightly. Standing in front of him was Usagi… at least, he THOUGHT it was Usagi. He'd never seen her dress like that before. She was wearing a skin-tight, strapless, leather dress that hugged her curves seductively. The dress cut off high up on her thigh and there was a slit up both sides of the skirt that were cut almost indecently high. She wore knee-high black boots and slung over her shoulder was a knee-length leather jacket. Her hair was pulled up into several spiky buns all over her head that had streaks of blue, pink, and silver. It looked like Usagi… only, it was a different side of her.

"Why are you staring Omi-kun?" Usagi asked through her blush.

"G… gomen." Omi said as he looked away with his cheeks stained crimson red.

"Come and dance with me all right? All the guys out there keep trying to grope me, you'll protect me ne?" Usagi asked as she pulled him out onto the floor.

"Usagi, what are you doing here?" Omi asked as she pulled him out onto the floor.

"Same as you, I came to have a good time." Usagi giggled as she found a spot on the floor and started to dance. Omi just stood still for a second, watching her move. "Omi-kun." Usagi pouted as she took his hands. She put his hands on her hips and made him dance with her. He face was bright red. He'd never seen this side of her… Actually, neither had Yohji or Mamoru.

****

Omi had made Usagi leave a while back; he didn't want her to get mixed up in this mess. He was the only one sitting at the counter at the moment. Most everyone had already left when he was approached from behind.

"Hey kid, you wanna see something cool?" The guy asked. Omi was ready for this; he knew what was going to happen next. He followed the guy out one of the back exits of the nightclub and gasped at what he saw. He felt the guy grab him roughly from behind and put something over his face.

"Iie… Usagi-san…" He whispered as his eyes closed and he lost consciousness.

::Fin::

March 31, 2002

Well, that's it for this chapter. I left ya on a nice… err… I should say mean cliffie this time. I had fun writing this chapter. This ficcie is a lil different than most of mine, I dunno if anyone's really noticed a change in my style but I'm getting sick of writing all these cliché love stories. Usagi gets sent to another world, she meets someone, falls in love, meets some sort of trouble, it all ends happily ever after. I thought it was kinda cool to start in the middle of the 'love' story. *shrugs* I'm rambling, but anyway, I like this ficcy… Prolly moreso than "Betrayal in its Truest Form" (my other WK/SM ficcy). Well, email me at pokahydee@hotmail.com

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