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Too Many Identities
By Moon Rabbit
Chapter 2
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Tuxedo Kamen's only thought at the moment was to get to Sailor Moon in time. 'I've got to protect her.'
While the romantic figure was jumping from rooftop to rooftop, Motoki was trying to keep up with him, but was failing miserably. 'Kami-sama, how can he DO that? I'm totally exhausted!'
He kept running in the direction his friend had taken and soon found himself in Juuban park, where he could see flashes of colors. Deciding that it was probably the battlefield, he ran some more and finally saw the famous Sailor Senshi trying to defeat some kind of youma that resembled vaguely a woman. It was taller, uglier and looked really dumb, had four green tentacles instead of each arm, snakes instead of hair and glowing red eyes. All in all, it wasn't really in Motoki's priority things to do to meet this "woman" face to face.
After he hid in a bush, he looked around in search of his so-called friend (he was very insulted that Mamoru had never cared to let him know this little piece of information), and spotted him hiding in a tree, a rose in hand, watching intently, but somewhat dazedly, each of Sailor Moon's moves.
When the noises from the battle cached his attention again, he looked back at the Senshi, just in time to see the youma preparing to attack Sailor Moon. Motoki was about to scream at her to look out, when a red rose seemed to have appeared in the middle of it all, stopping every movement there was. He looked up at Tuxedo Kamen who had come out of his hiding spot and who had struck a dramatic pose. Motoki had a hard time to stop himself from laughing when he saw the almost unnoticeable satisfied look on the hero's face as Sailor Moon said in a dreamy voice, "Tuxedo Kamen-sama!"
The small smile never leaving his face, Tuxedo Kamen screamed at her, "Ima da, Sailor Moon! (Now, Sailor Moon!)"
She did as she was told and threw her tiara at the youma, killing it and leaving a pile of dust on the floor, which disappeared not long after. Tuxedo Kamen's smile widened when Sailor Moon looked up at him again with dreamy eyes. He then jumped over the trees, disappearing into the shadows of the now dark night. Motoki wanted to run after him and get some answers, but followed him with his eyes instead. "How am I supposed to keep up with that? The guy can practically fly!"
So, instead he decided to look at the Senshi a little longer. They looked so young, and were somehow familiar to him.
"You did it AGAIN, you Odango Atama! You would be dead if Tuxedo Kamen hadn't been there. Do you stand there on purpose so that he'll save you? And I bet you're upset because he didn't have to hold you in his arms this time!" shouted Sailor Mars to her leader.
"Shut up, Pyro. That sounds more like something YOU'd do,"
Sailor Moon replied. Mars shot her an evil look, and a tongue war ensued. Meanwhile Sailors Mercury, Jupiter and Venus watched their two friends with huge sweat drops on their head.
Motoki looked on, amused. They reminded him so much of Usagi and Rei.
His thoughts were interrupted when Sailor Venus came between the two arguing Senshi.
"Now, you two, cut it out, alright! So! What will you wear Friday, girls? I have to go shopping to buy a dress, does anyone want to join me, this week- end?"
Motoki watched with interest. Perhaps he could learn the identities of the Senshi as well. Tuxedo Kamen and the Sailor Senshi, all in one night!
"Venus-chan! I've been wondering WHY you would make ME go with Mamoru-baka. Why did you even invite him? Since when is he your friend?"
By now, Motoki was all ears.
"Oh, come on, Sailor Moon! He's a really nice guy, and I invited Motoki-san too, I didn't want Mamoru-san to feel any lonelier than he already looks."
"Motoki-oniisan doesn't need the Baka to have fun, you know! And it's his own fault if he's lonely. He's mean" Sailor Moon said, turning her back on Sailor Venus and stubbornly crossing her arms across her chest.
In the bush, Motoki was beginning make sense of what he was hearing, and what he was understanding kind of scared him.
Sailor Moon knew him. And had called him Motoki-oniisan. Only Usagi and Naru called him that. And his sister of course.
She also knew Mamoru, and had called him Mamoru-baka. All the girls adored Mamoru, even if they never stood chance with him. Well, all girls adored Mamoru, except Usagi.
The way Sailor Moon and Mars had argued was just like Usagi and Rei. And the Odango Atama thing made it even more obvious.
Usagi was Sailor Moon!
Knowing that Usagi was Sailor Moon, Motoki didn't have to think for too long before understanding who the other Senshi were. Sailor Mercury, the shy and most gentle of the group, was Mizuno Ami. Sailor Mars, the fiery one who had a really bad and scary temper, was Hino Rei. Sailor Jupiter, the "Amazon", like the newspapers called her, was Kino Makoto. Sailor Venus, always chipper, was Aino Minako.
Now there was a problem. Should he tell them that he knew their identities or not? And what about Mamoru?
'Oh my God! If Mamoru is Tuxedo Kamen and Usagi-chan is Sailor Moon, it's perfect! It's all over the newspapers that Tuxedo Kamen and Sailor Moon have a... thing for each other. This is great! It's destiny! Minako-chan was right!'
While Motoki was contemplating on Usagi and Mamoru's love life, Tuxedo Kamen was in an alley, de-transforming. He was frustrated at himself. While he was extremely happy that Sailor Moon had once again been, let's say, HAPPY to see him, since what had happened in the park that day, he couldn't get Usagi out of his head. How dared she make him feel all these (wonderful) sensations? He had butterflies flying around in his stomach just thinking about it.
'Think about something else, damn it! The Nijizuishou, the Ginzuishou, the Princess, anything! What happened in the park never should have happened.' Mamoru thought angrily, getting out of the alley and starting the walk to his apartment.
He could remember every touch, every sensation he'd felt when she'd been in his arms. And he wouldn't mind reliving them either.
Not a good sign. Definitely not a good sign.
Usagi was also on her way home, and she had similar thoughts.
'I'm not thinking about Mamoru, I'm not thinking about how wonderful being in his arms was, how gentle he was when he was holding me close, like he unconsciously didn't want to brake me...'
She stopped walking and hugged herself, a soft smile tugging at her lips. Realizing what she was doing, she screamed in frustration and started walking again, at a faster pace than before, trying to forget HIM, but the butterflies in the pit of her stomach made it hard.
'This can't be a good sign.'
It was only normal that in their state of mind, they should meet the one person that made them vulnerable at that very moment.
They were both so deep in thought that neither realized until too late and they were sprawled out on the floor that they had bumped into someone. Usagi was laying on top of Mamoru.
When they both opened their eyes, they looked at each other, speechless. They were both drowning in the blue of the eyes of the person in front of them. At that point in time, teasing was just not... appropriate. The sensations from their last encounter, as Usagi and Mamoru and not Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen, came back with a vengeance.
'Kami-sama, she's so close, I can barely think. If I just bend forward a little...' Mamoru thought, his heartbeat increasing rapidly.
'What... what's going on?! Why am I feeling like this?' she thought, as she unconsciously licked her lips and bent forward as well.
Their lips met in a soft caress. They both felt their heart soar with happiness as the kiss became more passionate.
Mamoru's arms came around Usagi waist, and hers around his neck, both wanting nothing more than to be closer to each other.
But in this place where only they existed and everything in the world was right, they realized at the same time what they were doing.
They quickly let go of each other as if they had been burned and stood up. They gazed at each other, trying to understand what had just happened, for the second time that day.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! I'm evil, I know. Heheheh! Well, read the next chapter to find out what happens next, but don't forget that feedback is good for the soul. Ahem, yeah, it is!! I swear!
I'll shut up now.
Disclaimer: Ok, I KNOW I look a lot like Naoko-sama with my red hair and green eyes, but I am NOT her, so stop asking already. I DON'T OWN BSSM.
Too Many Identities
By Moon Rabbit
Chapter 2
boucannehotmail.com
Tuxedo Kamen's only thought at the moment was to get to Sailor Moon in time. 'I've got to protect her.'
While the romantic figure was jumping from rooftop to rooftop, Motoki was trying to keep up with him, but was failing miserably. 'Kami-sama, how can he DO that? I'm totally exhausted!'
He kept running in the direction his friend had taken and soon found himself in Juuban park, where he could see flashes of colors. Deciding that it was probably the battlefield, he ran some more and finally saw the famous Sailor Senshi trying to defeat some kind of youma that resembled vaguely a woman. It was taller, uglier and looked really dumb, had four green tentacles instead of each arm, snakes instead of hair and glowing red eyes. All in all, it wasn't really in Motoki's priority things to do to meet this "woman" face to face.
After he hid in a bush, he looked around in search of his so-called friend (he was very insulted that Mamoru had never cared to let him know this little piece of information), and spotted him hiding in a tree, a rose in hand, watching intently, but somewhat dazedly, each of Sailor Moon's moves.
When the noises from the battle cached his attention again, he looked back at the Senshi, just in time to see the youma preparing to attack Sailor Moon. Motoki was about to scream at her to look out, when a red rose seemed to have appeared in the middle of it all, stopping every movement there was. He looked up at Tuxedo Kamen who had come out of his hiding spot and who had struck a dramatic pose. Motoki had a hard time to stop himself from laughing when he saw the almost unnoticeable satisfied look on the hero's face as Sailor Moon said in a dreamy voice, "Tuxedo Kamen-sama!"
The small smile never leaving his face, Tuxedo Kamen screamed at her, "Ima da, Sailor Moon! (Now, Sailor Moon!)"
She did as she was told and threw her tiara at the youma, killing it and leaving a pile of dust on the floor, which disappeared not long after. Tuxedo Kamen's smile widened when Sailor Moon looked up at him again with dreamy eyes. He then jumped over the trees, disappearing into the shadows of the now dark night. Motoki wanted to run after him and get some answers, but followed him with his eyes instead. "How am I supposed to keep up with that? The guy can practically fly!"
So, instead he decided to look at the Senshi a little longer. They looked so young, and were somehow familiar to him.
"You did it AGAIN, you Odango Atama! You would be dead if Tuxedo Kamen hadn't been there. Do you stand there on purpose so that he'll save you? And I bet you're upset because he didn't have to hold you in his arms this time!" shouted Sailor Mars to her leader.
"Shut up, Pyro. That sounds more like something YOU'd do,"
Sailor Moon replied. Mars shot her an evil look, and a tongue war ensued. Meanwhile Sailors Mercury, Jupiter and Venus watched their two friends with huge sweat drops on their head.
Motoki looked on, amused. They reminded him so much of Usagi and Rei.
His thoughts were interrupted when Sailor Venus came between the two arguing Senshi.
"Now, you two, cut it out, alright! So! What will you wear Friday, girls? I have to go shopping to buy a dress, does anyone want to join me, this week- end?"
Motoki watched with interest. Perhaps he could learn the identities of the Senshi as well. Tuxedo Kamen and the Sailor Senshi, all in one night!
"Venus-chan! I've been wondering WHY you would make ME go with Mamoru-baka. Why did you even invite him? Since when is he your friend?"
By now, Motoki was all ears.
"Oh, come on, Sailor Moon! He's a really nice guy, and I invited Motoki-san too, I didn't want Mamoru-san to feel any lonelier than he already looks."
"Motoki-oniisan doesn't need the Baka to have fun, you know! And it's his own fault if he's lonely. He's mean" Sailor Moon said, turning her back on Sailor Venus and stubbornly crossing her arms across her chest.
In the bush, Motoki was beginning make sense of what he was hearing, and what he was understanding kind of scared him.
Sailor Moon knew him. And had called him Motoki-oniisan. Only Usagi and Naru called him that. And his sister of course.
She also knew Mamoru, and had called him Mamoru-baka. All the girls adored Mamoru, even if they never stood chance with him. Well, all girls adored Mamoru, except Usagi.
The way Sailor Moon and Mars had argued was just like Usagi and Rei. And the Odango Atama thing made it even more obvious.
Usagi was Sailor Moon!
Knowing that Usagi was Sailor Moon, Motoki didn't have to think for too long before understanding who the other Senshi were. Sailor Mercury, the shy and most gentle of the group, was Mizuno Ami. Sailor Mars, the fiery one who had a really bad and scary temper, was Hino Rei. Sailor Jupiter, the "Amazon", like the newspapers called her, was Kino Makoto. Sailor Venus, always chipper, was Aino Minako.
Now there was a problem. Should he tell them that he knew their identities or not? And what about Mamoru?
'Oh my God! If Mamoru is Tuxedo Kamen and Usagi-chan is Sailor Moon, it's perfect! It's all over the newspapers that Tuxedo Kamen and Sailor Moon have a... thing for each other. This is great! It's destiny! Minako-chan was right!'
While Motoki was contemplating on Usagi and Mamoru's love life, Tuxedo Kamen was in an alley, de-transforming. He was frustrated at himself. While he was extremely happy that Sailor Moon had once again been, let's say, HAPPY to see him, since what had happened in the park that day, he couldn't get Usagi out of his head. How dared she make him feel all these (wonderful) sensations? He had butterflies flying around in his stomach just thinking about it.
'Think about something else, damn it! The Nijizuishou, the Ginzuishou, the Princess, anything! What happened in the park never should have happened.' Mamoru thought angrily, getting out of the alley and starting the walk to his apartment.
He could remember every touch, every sensation he'd felt when she'd been in his arms. And he wouldn't mind reliving them either.
Not a good sign. Definitely not a good sign.
Usagi was also on her way home, and she had similar thoughts.
'I'm not thinking about Mamoru, I'm not thinking about how wonderful being in his arms was, how gentle he was when he was holding me close, like he unconsciously didn't want to brake me...'
She stopped walking and hugged herself, a soft smile tugging at her lips. Realizing what she was doing, she screamed in frustration and started walking again, at a faster pace than before, trying to forget HIM, but the butterflies in the pit of her stomach made it hard.
'This can't be a good sign.'
It was only normal that in their state of mind, they should meet the one person that made them vulnerable at that very moment.
They were both so deep in thought that neither realized until too late and they were sprawled out on the floor that they had bumped into someone. Usagi was laying on top of Mamoru.
When they both opened their eyes, they looked at each other, speechless. They were both drowning in the blue of the eyes of the person in front of them. At that point in time, teasing was just not... appropriate. The sensations from their last encounter, as Usagi and Mamoru and not Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen, came back with a vengeance.
'Kami-sama, she's so close, I can barely think. If I just bend forward a little...' Mamoru thought, his heartbeat increasing rapidly.
'What... what's going on?! Why am I feeling like this?' she thought, as she unconsciously licked her lips and bent forward as well.
Their lips met in a soft caress. They both felt their heart soar with happiness as the kiss became more passionate.
Mamoru's arms came around Usagi waist, and hers around his neck, both wanting nothing more than to be closer to each other.
But in this place where only they existed and everything in the world was right, they realized at the same time what they were doing.
They quickly let go of each other as if they had been burned and stood up. They gazed at each other, trying to understand what had just happened, for the second time that day.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! I'm evil, I know. Heheheh! Well, read the next chapter to find out what happens next, but don't forget that feedback is good for the soul. Ahem, yeah, it is!! I swear!
I'll shut up now.