Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon. :-D If you hadn't gotten that point already . . . ::sigh::, it's okay, Michelle.

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Usagi gulped. "M-Mamo-chan?" she whispered softly. His bare chest loomed over her as he backed her against the door. "Mamo-chan, please don't do this to me."

He smiled, but it was cold. "You say you love me, don't you?" he asked her softly. "Then prove it to me. Prove to me your love."

Her heart twisted. He didn't think that she loved him; he didn't think that she would let him have sex with her.

Make love to her.

Make him love me.

She grabbed his neck and kissed him as wildly and passionately as she could. She ran her hands up and down his chest, feeling the muscles there bunch and tense under her touch. He hesitated for a moment, and then slammed her hard up against the door. He broke her kiss and nibbled down her cheek to the soft point where her neck and head met. She let her head fall back, but only so she wouldn't have to see him ravishing her body. She loved him with all her heart, she truly did, and that was the only reason she was letting him do this to her.

But the truth was . . .

She was scared.

His lips attached to her breast and her whole body jolted violently. How could her do this to her? It wasn't rape; she was coming to him willingly, but couldn't he tell that she was afraid? Couldn't he tell that she didn't want this?

His hand travelled down the flat planes of her stomach until he reached her. And cupped her. And lifted up her school skirt so her could stroke her.

She gave a weak whimper, and for the first time since he had started ravishing her he looked up into her eyes.

He pushed her away from him in shock. Her skirt fell back down and she slid down the length of the door.

"Dear God," he whispered, his eyes wide in shock. "You . . . you really do love me."

A harsh cry tore from her throat. "Oh Mamoru, I have always loved you. Rei just told you lies, all lies." She choked on a sob, tears running down her face. "Mamoru, how could you have believed what she said? Didn't you love me enough to trust me?"

He took a step back, and then opened the door behind her, sending her sprawling forwards on the floor, and ran out of the arcade.

Usagi curled up in a ball on the floor, tears streaming in rivers from her eyes. She touched a hand do her lips; there was blood there.

He was so violent. It was almost as though he was trying to rid himself of her while he was trying to claim her his own. It was almost as though he was trying to push her away.

"Usagi!" cried Minako, running into the arcade closet. "Oh my god, Usagi, what did he do to you?!!"

"He didn't do anything to me," replied Usagi quietly, turning her face into the cool marble floor. "He wanted to, oh yes, he wanted to. I could feel his need pulsing through me. But he did nothing to me." She smiled weakly up at her friend. "At least he now believes the fact that I am in love with him.

Minako's face turned cold. "I think that you should come out her and talk to Rei."

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Rei sat on Usagi's bed; her broken arm wrapped in a bandage and held against her body in a sling. Usagi sat at the edge of her bed, wrapped up in a blanket, staring fixedly into Rei's eyes.

"Why?"

Rei looked up. Her eyes were clear, no dishonesty or regret in them. "I love him. I have since the day I met him."

Usagi looked over at her coldly. "You still haven't answered my question, you know."

Rei cocked an eyebrow at her. "I thought it was obscenely obvious. You didn't deserve him."

"And you did?" Usagi asked back.

Rei thought on that for a second. "Perhaps I didn't. But if I didn't deserve him, then neither did you. You hated him up until the point that you realized you had no chance with Tuxedo Kamen. Lucky you they were one in the same."

Usagi flopped back on her bed. "Yes I am lucky, just not for that reason. I am lucky because I know that he cares about me. At least, he did until you went in and twisted his mind around into distrust. I have been in love with him since that fateful day that I threw back my terrible test and it bounced off his head. I had loved him everyday after that as well, everyday that he mocked me and turned me away, just as he loved me since then too. I may not have seemed it, in fact, I may not have even known it, but I am lucky because finally he made it surface. Mamoru most definitely deserves neither of us, but if he was forced to choose, he would not choose you."

She got off of the bad and threw open her bedroom door. "You can leave now; there is nothing else we can do to help you arm."

Rei looked her deep in the eyes as she turned to leave the room. "Maybe there's more to you then I have seen before. Maybe . . . maybe you do deserve each other."

Usagi slammed the door as hard as she could in Rei's wake. Then she threw herself upon her bed and used her tears to wipe her fears away.

Make him love me . . .

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Rei leaned against the wall of her room at the temple, clutching her arm to her chest as it throbbed in pain. She had made a mistake. A big, bad mistake. Usagi loved Mamoru.

And she deserved him a hell of a lot more then Rei did.

Rei shook her head and made her way slowly towards the hot springs that were prominent in the lot next to theirs. Grabbing the phone as she collected her bathing equipment, she walked over to her neighbor's hot springs. Shedding her clothing as she stepped into the scalding water, she pressed the talk button and dialed a number she now knew by heart.

"Konichiiwa. Is this Chiba Mamoru?"

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Maybe it will be two more chapters after this one, because I decided to cut this one off short. A little bit of a cliffy, huh? What do you think she's gonna talk to him about? Will it be for the good or for the bad again? Please review!!! Oh, and btw, people who have reviewed before, have you received responses from them? Please include that in your review so I can know, if you please. I have replied to all of the reviewed that come to me, but I don't know if they go to fanfiction.net or if the reviewers receive them. Arigato!!! Ja!!!

Konichiiwa - good afternoon