Title: My Favorite One
Disclaimer: The plot is mine, but the characters are not. I do not own Sailor Moon or any of the characters in it.
Extra: Part of the beginning is loosely based on, "My Favorite Memory" by Black Iris.
Chapter 3
::Night of the Masquerade::
"Usagi! Aren't you ready yet? You're going to be late!"
"Mother! This dress is too tight!" She shouted from her room.
"All the better to make you more attractive dear. Now come down here! You don't want to be late!" Her mother screamed impatiently.
"I'm coming!" Usagi came down the stairs in a pearl colored dress, satin skirt reaching the floor. The sleeves were tight on her arm all up to about four inches from her wrist. From there it went to a bell shape made out of lace. The bodice was embroidered with tiny roses. The neckline was a wide 'v'-neck. Her shoes were satin and pearl colored. Around her neck she had a three string pearl choker. On her ears she had simple pearl drops. On her middle finger of her right hand she wore a gold ring with a single pearl set in it. Her long golden hair was done up in two buns on top of her head with long streamers of gold hair descending from each bun. And strings of pearls were woven throughout her hair. On her face was a plain white mask. Completely bear except for a tiny crystal tear under the end corner of the left eye.
When she reached the bottom of the staircase, she walked past her mother and sister, and straight out the front door.
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::Furuhata Motoki's Home::
Mamoru watched all of the young women go by and started licking his lips. 'God, how long has it been since I've been to a ball?' he asked himself.
Many of the girls flirted with him, but none were his type. He kept walking through the crowds of people, and potential meals, searching for the right girl.
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::Furuhata Motoki's Home::
Usagi walked in the giant ivory doors, awed at how beautifully decorated the place was. It was simply enchanting. She wound up crashing into a couple people as she walked and stared at the chandelier.
Later on she became mobbed by young men, asking her to dance or trying to capture her attention from the others. She was so annoyed at how they acted. Finally she was able to sneak away from her irritating admirers. 'Finally free!' she thought to herself as she picked at the refreshment table.
Usagi began to walk around. But every so often she'd turn in a flash. As if someone were to pounce on her. 'I could just swear that someone's following, or watching me.' She told herself when all of a sudden she shivered.
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As Mamoru searched the crowds, he saw a group of young men surrounding a girl. Long blonde hair pulled up into the strangest style, two buns atop her head with the rest of her hair flowing out like streamers. Her long golden hair decorated with strings of pearls. Her cheeks pertaining a light red, due to her annoyance caused by the many young men crowded around her. But Mamoru could see why they were surrounding her, fighting for her attention. Her eyes, although shrouded by a white mask, were simply captivating. Their crystal blue held such compassion and youth. Her full, crimson lips; so seductive. They could just drive a man or a vampyre mad! But her ivory skin, so pure, untouched, so completely innocent, was Mamoru's main focal point. He had found his victim. But the only obstacle is getting close to her. 'I'm going to have to watch her I guess.' He thought to himself, 'But it doesn't matter much. Just as long as I get what I want.' He licked his lips, and with a malicious grin walked towards her.
Suddenly a crowd of people cut him off, and by the time they cleared, she was gone. "Damn it!" He shouted.
Disclaimer: The plot is mine, but the characters are not. I do not own Sailor Moon or any of the characters in it.
Extra: Part of the beginning is loosely based on, "My Favorite Memory" by Black Iris.
Chapter 3
::Night of the Masquerade::
"Usagi! Aren't you ready yet? You're going to be late!"
"Mother! This dress is too tight!" She shouted from her room.
"All the better to make you more attractive dear. Now come down here! You don't want to be late!" Her mother screamed impatiently.
"I'm coming!" Usagi came down the stairs in a pearl colored dress, satin skirt reaching the floor. The sleeves were tight on her arm all up to about four inches from her wrist. From there it went to a bell shape made out of lace. The bodice was embroidered with tiny roses. The neckline was a wide 'v'-neck. Her shoes were satin and pearl colored. Around her neck she had a three string pearl choker. On her ears she had simple pearl drops. On her middle finger of her right hand she wore a gold ring with a single pearl set in it. Her long golden hair was done up in two buns on top of her head with long streamers of gold hair descending from each bun. And strings of pearls were woven throughout her hair. On her face was a plain white mask. Completely bear except for a tiny crystal tear under the end corner of the left eye.
When she reached the bottom of the staircase, she walked past her mother and sister, and straight out the front door.
@------ @------ @------
::Furuhata Motoki's Home::
Mamoru watched all of the young women go by and started licking his lips. 'God, how long has it been since I've been to a ball?' he asked himself.
Many of the girls flirted with him, but none were his type. He kept walking through the crowds of people, and potential meals, searching for the right girl.
------@ ------@ ------@
::Furuhata Motoki's Home::
Usagi walked in the giant ivory doors, awed at how beautifully decorated the place was. It was simply enchanting. She wound up crashing into a couple people as she walked and stared at the chandelier.
Later on she became mobbed by young men, asking her to dance or trying to capture her attention from the others. She was so annoyed at how they acted. Finally she was able to sneak away from her irritating admirers. 'Finally free!' she thought to herself as she picked at the refreshment table.
Usagi began to walk around. But every so often she'd turn in a flash. As if someone were to pounce on her. 'I could just swear that someone's following, or watching me.' She told herself when all of a sudden she shivered.
@------ @------ @------
As Mamoru searched the crowds, he saw a group of young men surrounding a girl. Long blonde hair pulled up into the strangest style, two buns atop her head with the rest of her hair flowing out like streamers. Her long golden hair decorated with strings of pearls. Her cheeks pertaining a light red, due to her annoyance caused by the many young men crowded around her. But Mamoru could see why they were surrounding her, fighting for her attention. Her eyes, although shrouded by a white mask, were simply captivating. Their crystal blue held such compassion and youth. Her full, crimson lips; so seductive. They could just drive a man or a vampyre mad! But her ivory skin, so pure, untouched, so completely innocent, was Mamoru's main focal point. He had found his victim. But the only obstacle is getting close to her. 'I'm going to have to watch her I guess.' He thought to himself, 'But it doesn't matter much. Just as long as I get what I want.' He licked his lips, and with a malicious grin walked towards her.
Suddenly a crowd of people cut him off, and by the time they cleared, she was gone. "Damn it!" He shouted.
