Title: Heaven, Hell, and Somewhere in Between
Authors: Stara and Nataku
Ratings: R
Genre: Romance/Alternate Reality
Disclaimer: Yada yada yada. We don't own Sailor Moon, Treize, Victoria's Secret, or Heaven and Hell. ^_~
Author Note: It took us F-O-R-E-V-E-R to write this chapter! It's over thirty pages long (probably over fifty but who's counting?) plus we had midterms on top of everything. We are sorry it's so late though. Hopefully the length and steamy scenes will make up for it. *both laugh*
This chapter was so long that we had to split it up into three parts. THREE! A notepad wouldn't hold the whole thing. *laughs*
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Chapter 8-It's Getting Hot in Here (Part A.)
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"Mmmm...Mamoru." Usagi cooed, her arms wrapping around him.
Mamoru pressed her slender body up against the wall and slid his hands over her
body, capturing her mouth with his.
Her legs wrapped around his waist on instinct, and she held onto his shoulders
for support as his mouth ravished her own.
"Usagi," he breathed, nibbling on her earlobe and slowly traveling down her
neck. He ran his fingers through her soft hair, intertwining the silken strands.
Her spine tingled at his touch and she gasped, her hands slipping beneath his
shirt to run across bare skin. "Gods Mamoru.."
Suddenly, Mamoru Chiba was shaken out of his dream by the
incessant beeping of his alarm clock. In his befudled state, partly by the
regular early-morning waking, and partly because of his dream, he blindly began
searching for the button to turn the thing off. He accidentally knocked it off
of his dresser, unplugging the cord and stopping the beeping. Mamoru fell back
onto his bed and panted. As long as it stopped.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and laid there in bed, staring at the
ceiling and trying to control his hearbeat. It was a dream....but he could still
feel her beneath his hands, hear her whisper his name, feel her hands on his
skin.
He was gonna need a LOT of coffee.
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"Mr. Chiba..." Naru started speed-walking next to the
dark-haired, business man as he hurried towards his office. "You've had four
phone calls today, the messages are on your desk and..." she trailed off as he
opened the door, revealing that a petite, blonde was sitting in his office.
"Usagi is here."
He quickly turned on his heel and nodded in Naru's direction.
"Thank you," he said curtly before shutting his office door. It was cold, but
Mamoru had decided: if he were to successfully work with Usagi Tsukino, the only
way would be to act as tough as nails. No emotional interference. He just
couldn't trust himself- or his body.
"Good morning, Miss Tsukino," he said, gathering his messages
and shuffling them before glancing quickly at each one. Pointless and utterly
simple-minded calls, probably not worth his time. He was tempted to toss them away, but as kissing ass was a prerequisite to his job, he set them neatly somewhere on his desk and turned his attention to the girl before him.
She raised a golden eyebrow at his odd behavior towards Naru,
but shook it off temporarily. "Morning Mamoru-baka." she smiled, instantly
melting away his hopes of being professional. "Sleep well last night?" She
tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and looked up at him curiously.
Momentary panic. What the- she couldn't- damn.
"Like a log," he said, at what he hoped sounded indifferent. "And
yourself?"
"Not a wink." she sighed, stretching and yawning slightly as if
to prove her point. "After three I had to kick him out though. I wanted to
attempt at getting some sleep, but the need to draw kept me up anyway." she
smiled deviously, sliding a folder over to him.
Mamoru took the folder from her, raising an eyebrow at her
comment and browsed through the sketches. His eyes nearly popped out of his
head. He cleared his throat. "Miss Tsukino, these drawings are- well, the
improvment is undeniable from what I saw yesterday." The drawings weren't just
improved, they were superb, but he couldn't very well have her thinking she was
some artistic genius. As there was no middle person to act between the two as a
negotiator (and she was clearly inexperienced, from what he could tell),
Mamoru was going to have to act as her manager.
Usagi inwardly sighed, slightly disappointed by the fact that
the news of her being with someone hadn't bugged him in the least. So what if
this person she was with had been him, and so what if it had only been a dream.
The drawings that had come out afterwards though, were effortless and beautiful.
The best she'd done, actually. The worst part was, there hadn't even been
physical contact, just the thought of him holding her. "They're better than
you've ever seen, and what you ever will see." she smiled smugly. "Unless, the
better ones are by me as well."
"Cocky, now, aren't we?" he smiled, but inwardly he frowned.
Usagi had a personality almost as dominant and willful as his own, and this
could present a problem in their relationship.
Work. Work relationship.
Mamoru was begining to lose control of his thoughts again. Not good. Focus.
"Well, Miss Tsukino, are you ready to begin what will transform you into Tokyo's
best fashion designer?"
"Depends on what you're referring to." she stood up, having
dressed in a short summer dress today and whicker platforms. Hey, if she had to
deal with HIM she might as well be comfortable.
He whistled. "Professional." He dragged out the word, adding his
own trademark sarcasm to it, carefully hidden of course. "What time do you need
to be back at your office?"
"Office?" she cocked her head to the side slightly and planted
her hands on her hips. "I don't have an office, I work from home. I just fax
things in to my building, and I'm my own boss. I work when the inspiration comes
to me." she smiled at his reaction to her dress, noticing the sarcasm but
choosing to ignore it.
"Well, my scheduale does not permit such leisure, so if I
may..." Ah HA! Mamoru, one, Usagi....probably somewhere in the general vicinity
of one, but Mamoru was up there now! "..would you like to get busy? Started!" he
corrected himself quickly.
"Sure." she nodded, walking over to him and linking her arms
with his. "But first..." she stood on tiptoes, pressing herself against him, and
whispered in his ear, her lips brushing it as she spoke. "Is my dress too
short?"
"Just a second, " he said, taking a step back from her and
pressed a button on his desk. "Miss Naru, will you please step in here for a
moment?"
Shortly after that, Naru timidly appeared at his door and opened it slowly. She
was sporting another one of her miniskirts, which was in actuality just a
washcloth around her waist. Mamoru's eyes traveled from Naru's hemline to
Usagi's, which were both in their own respect quite short. "Let's see...." he
said, trailing a finger down the side of the dress until he reached the end of it,
brushing her leg in the process. "No, your dress is standard length.
Thank you, Miss Naru."
She gasped at his touch, her eyes closing, and she shivered
slightly as fire shot all throughout her body. She instinctively placed a hand on
his shoulder for support, before opening her eyes an attempting to glare at him,
but wound up only looking at him in utter shock. What the hell was wrong with
her?!
Her shudder did not go unnoticed. Mamoru smiled inwardly- two
could play at that game.
As Naru bowed and made her exit, Mamoru looked at the clock and
remembered that he did have other clients. They needed to start eventually. "So,
Miss Tsukino, will you show me some of the designs you'd like to concentrate on
in your add campaign?"
Using his pinky as an pointer, he traced parts of the design
from the top to the waist, admiring the curves and clings of the dress. "Tell
me," he said in an almost admiring voice, "do you base these designs on your own
structure?"
She looked at him curiously, not sure if that was supposed to
be a compliment or just an innocent question. "No, they're based on my top model
Kino Makoto." she pulled out a picture from the folder as well. She couldn't
place it, but that girl looked SO familiar..."I knew she'd be perfect as soon as
I saw her, don't you agree?"
He shrugged. "She doesn't fit the traditional image of a model,"
he allowed, noting her frame and structure. "Not like you." The words were out
of his mouth before he could stop them.
He paled and turned to face her, which was a mistake, because
she was right there over his shoulder, and their faces were within centimeters
of each other. This situation seemed familiar...
Her face faltered slightly at his comment and she blinked, not
sure if she had heard correctly. "What did you say?" she breathed, her breath
tickling his lips ever so softly.
"N-nothing," he breathed, bringing his voice down to a whisper.
W-why was she looking at him like that? Her face looked pink and flushed, she
was batting her long lashes, and her lips trembled as if....as if....
He gulped. Oh God....
She looked down slightly, turning a light crimson. What was
wrong with her? She never blushed when approaching a guy, NEVER! Usually she was
in full control, making them want her more and more while giving them less and
less, but more some reason...he was different. Looking up at him through her
lashes she tried to focus on something other than the fact that he smelled like
fresh cut roses, and that he was standing so damned close...
"I-I just..." ARG! DAMMIT! What's WRONG with you, Mamoru? You
don't whisper, you don't stammer, you don't lose it over a woman...but she
wasn't just ANY woman....
And suddenly, by some unlucky/fortunate twist of fate, gravity
was compelled to exert it's evil self on Mamoru, and he stumbled forward a bit.
If there faces were close before, they were TOUCHING now....
There was something different about him, though she wasn't sure
what it was exactly. He was drop dead gorgeous, but then, so were many men.
Maybe it was that he was as stubborn as she was. She didn't know, or really care
at the moment. All she knew was, that whatever attracted her to him was working
overtime at the moment. 'Screw it!' She slowly let her lips come forward and
brush against his lightly, afraid of how he might react to the bold action, but
unable to keep it from occuring.
He didn't need any convincing. If humanly possible, he closed
the gap between them and kissed her quickly. Immediatly realizing the liberty he
was taking, he panicked and braced himself for a slap or a punch, or even a
scream of some sort. But she did none of these. In fact...she seemed to be
enjoying it. Very. He slid his arms around her waist and deepened the kiss
slowly and slyly...
Usagi gasped slightly at the added passion, and she matched it
instantly when she got over the initial shock. The hands at her waist seemed to
be cradling her gently, almost as if he was afraid she would break, and she
leaned against the desk for support. Her knees were becoming to weak to hold her up.
Mamoru would have gasped had his mouth not been more occupied at the moment. She
felt so soft and delicate beneath his hands through the thin fabric of her
sundress. But the initial pleasure of just touching and his lips upon her grew
old. He wanted more, and silently begged for permission to enter her mouth.
What is this?! He did not ASK for permission! But she was different...she felt
fragile, and he was afraid of hurting her...
Almost immediatly she parted her lips for him, granting him
the access he desired. An almost inaudible groan arose from her mouth, and a
deep hunger surged through her body. She needed to stop. He was the enemy!
Wasn't he...?
As he kissed her with passion, every thought left his mind so that he was
concentrating solely on her. She groaned from the back of her throat, and Mamoru
instantly became charged with a sense of masculin power that drove him on. He
used his abdomen to push her farther up against his desk so that he was
shielding her, and yet covering her all at the same time. But just as he began
to move his hands down, something startled both of them out of their reverie...
The fire alarm went off.
So did the sprinklers.
Needless to say, Usagi was a bit surprised as water began to soak through her
thin sundress and drench her.
Mamoru's eyes snapped open to be greeted with her crystal blue ones. He looked up to see a large turret of water raining down on him. All over his office was the same. He pulled back in surprise. "What the hell is going on?" he demanded. He ran over to the door and saw all of his employees racing down the emergency exits and out of the building. The fire alarm blarred in his ears. "Come on!" he yelled, grabbing Usagi's arm and yanking her out the door and down the stairs.
Still a bit flustered from the kiss, she followed him dazedly silently cursing whatever demon had decided to go against her and interrupt the kiss.
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Rei squealed excitedly, her lips forming an evil smirk, as she ran down the hallway of CIA, her heels clicking loudly. Never in her entire life had she felt such a rush without the use of drugs or alcohol. The adrenaline pumped through her body as she ran and she turned to look behind her to make sure no one was following her. Maybe this is why she didn't see the blonde haired man standing in the hallway.
Jadeite blinked as Rei hit him full force in the chest, sending both of them tumbling onto the floor. Damn, didn't see that one coming. He figured she would have turned around or seen him at the last second or SOMETHING...
He propped himself up with one elbow, with her lying on top of him, gasping for breath. "You know, you didn't have to go to all the trouble of pulling a fire alarm just to jump me."
She blinked for a minute, shocked that she had run into someone and even more shocked that it had been him. Smirking, she stood up, brushing herself off and stretching lazily, allowing her shirt to ride up and expose her flat stomach. "And what makes you think I pulled the alarm?"
He grinned wryly. "You never get so flustered or giddy as when you've done something mischievous, Hino Rei." She reached out her hand and helped him up off the floor. "Plus, you're the only other person left in the building." Suddenly, he got an idea. "You know, since we're all alone in the building..." he let his voice trail off suggestively.
She looked at him curiously for a minute, trying to make it appear that she hadn't caught onto his meaning at first, before wrapping arms around his neck. Playfully nibbling on his ear, she ran her hands down his sides suggestively. "And what makes you think I still want you after three years? I have sooo many other people in 'my' little black book." she cooed, pulling away and beginning to walk down the hall away from him.
"Okay. Playing hard to get, huh?" he purred.
Turn-on.
Jadeite humbled himself before her. "What would make me worthy of your embrace, m'lady?"
"Hmm..." She might as well get SOMETHING from him, but what did she desire most at the moment...besides him? Then, it hit her. She smiled. "Take me out for lunch? I'm completely starved!" What? A girl had to eat! If he was surprised, he didn't show it. He must still be used to her. (Expect the unexpected) That thought left her both happy and curious. Boy did she have a question to ask later! "Please?" she asked, nuzzling his neck playfully, her hands massaging his lower back.
Jaedite starred at her for a moment, blinking, and then threw his head back and laughed. "That I can do," he said, winking. "Where would you like to go?"
She hugged him tightly again, gratification shown clearly on her face. "Some place where we can talk. I have soooo many questions to ask you." she winked.
"Oh, I knew SOMEONE missed me!" he swooned dramatically, clinging to her arm before grinning and linking her arm with his. "I wonder if the elevators are still working..." he said, eyeing Rei out of his perifial vision.
"I dunno. I doubt it though, the building is completely empty." she raised an eyebrow. "Actually, I'm surprised they don't have firemen swarming the area already..."
Jaedite was just about to respond when he spotted something out of the corner of his eye. "Quick!" He grabbed Rei's arm and pulled them both down behind a desk and watched.
"But Officer, I swear I was right there! I didn't see anyone!" A suspiciously familiar looking young man with long hair pulled back into a pony tail and wearing a custodian outfit pleaded to an officer in front of him, who was busy scribbling something onto a notepad.
Rei snickered quietly, watching the all to familiar man from their spot under the desk. Being, well....her, she let her hand run up and down one of Jadeite's legs, as they watched.
"YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS!!!" Zoisite cried out in dismay.
"Well, you just come on down to the station and we'll determine everything from there."
"You must be joking! I've never gotten a detention in my life, much less been arested. And I did NOT pull that fire alarm, you twit!"
Rei pondered the situation before her. Turn herself in, or let him take the heat for her? She smiled. No contest. She turned to Jadeite a smirk on her face. Jadeite gulped. He didn't mind seing Zoisite break a sweat, but the publicity from something like this could jeapordize their mission. Besides, there was no way they would be able to explain this one to the council...
Rei looked over at the dismayed expressin on Jadeite's face and sighed. Her face scrunched up at the thought of doing a good deed, but then again, she could always make Zoicite pay for their lunch. "Is...is someone there?" Rei whispered out hoarsely, standing up from under the desk and allowing herself to shake slightly as if she was afraid of something.
Jaedite's jaw dropped open as he watched Rei stand. "Wha- ttttt," he hissed as Rei stepped on his hand, shutting him up.
The police officer looked around to see where the voice was coming from. "Hello? Is anyone still in the building?"
Zoisite's acute hearing spotted the source before the officer, and he gasped before shaking his head and offering his hands to the policeman. "Book me, book me now! Take me away!"
Rei stepped into the light, her choice of attire matching her personality perfectly. A short black mini-skirt, and a flaming red halter showed off all the right curves as she walked over to the officer. "Yes, I'm...I'm afraid that I got trapped in here. The door was locked and I couldn't open it-" she preteded that she had just noticed Zoicite. "ZOICITE!" she wrapped her arms around him. "I thought I was never going to see you again." she turned to the policeman. "Please officer, my brother is innocent. He was probably up here looking for me. I'm known to get caught in the oddest of places..." she twisted a lock of raven hair around her finger idly. "...janitor closets, bathroom stalls, the back seat of cars..."
Zoisite turned to the officer and looked him straight in the eye. "I have never seen this woman before, I have no idea-AA-" he gasped as she began squeezing him, in what he suspected was more than just her being glad to see him.
The policeman's note pad fluttered from his hands as he laid eyes on her. "I-I'm terribly sorry, miss. I had no idea he was your- your brother. Please allow me to give you an escort out of the building."
Jadeite turned back around and propped his head up with his hand, musing to himself. "I cannot beleive she pulled that off...okay, yes I can, but just the same....." Now all he had to do was figure out how he was going to get out of here unnoticed...
"Thank you so much, officer." she smiled, linking arms with the policeman. "Do all policemen have badges, or is that just sheriffs? Not that it matters anyway, I think men who wear uniforms are totally hot." She watched Zoicite out of the corner of her eye and winked at him, before continuing to talk to the police officer.
Zoicite sighed in capitulation as Rei continued to flatter the cop. Hadn't he already suffered ENOUGH at this crazy chick's hands? "Now, dear sister, don't you think we ought to be LEAVING now? Let the poor-I mean, the nice policeman get back to his job." He tugged on her arm.
Rei pouted slightly at Zoicite but was inwardly cheering. The man in blue next to her did nothing but ramble on about his accomplishments, and people thought SHE was egocentric. She accepted his arms and practically skipped down the road with him. "I still have power over the male population. Amazing, you think they would've learned to evolve against their weaknesses by now." she shook her head. "I think Jed is the only one able to resist me, besides you and Kunzite of course." she smiled evilly.
Zoisite tried his best, but couldn't hold back a snort. "Eh...that's funny. So where is the poor guy anyway?"
"You're just jealous because I have more guys chasing me than you do." she flipped her raven hair over her shoulder. "Um..well...I kinda left him upstairs in that office." she stopped. "Hey! I DO have power over him...sorta...I guess." she shook her head. "Maybe not."
"Jadeite is as irresistable to your charms as the rest of the male population," Zoicite comforted. But in all truth, men confused him just as much as women, and he was really at a loss for these kind of moments. He shook his head. "I wonder why the alarm went off in the first place...I mean, I was working right around the corner from where it happened, and I swear I didn't see anyone...the person who did it must have been as quiet as a mouse, and stealthy, too."
"Um...yeah..." she whistled innocently, surprised that he hadn't asked her what she had been doing in "CIA" in the first place. Usually he was quick to pick up on such things and tie loose ends together. He was the brain afterall. "I..uh...wonder what set it off.."
"It wasn't really a question of what, but whom. We found the alarm had been tampered with, and they took some fingerprint samples, but I doubt they'll be of any use. If you ask me, I would have said the person had to be fairly tall, probably your height, I suppose, because it's pretty high up on the wall, and..." he rambled on, continuing to use a lot of big words and complex sentences that left Rei puzzled, managing to drag the conversation out till they reached the front door, at which point Rei's eyes were fluttering and a bit of drool had formed in the corner of her mouth.
"My height you say? They didn't happen to find any strands of hair or anything...did they?" she asked nervously, one eyebrow twitching as she opened the office door that Jedite was supposedly still hiding inside.
He shrugged. "Those brutish policemen were so eager to shoot someone that I really didn't have a chance to- JADEITE! GET YOUR ASS OFF THAT LEDGE! IT'S NOT WORTH IT!"
Jadeite looked up from the open window where he was perched. "Rei, Zoicite, how nice of you to see me- whoa!" he flailed his arms and steadied himself, causing Zoicite to have a near heart attack.
Zoicite ran over to the window. 'It's okay! I KNOW what to do in these types of situations. Okay...first thing: try to talk him out of it calmly and compassionatly....JADEITE! DON"T KILL YOURSELF OVER HER!" He flung his hand over at Rei. "She's not worth it- okay, she's worth it- if you're straight-, but just the same I-"
"Oh for Pete's sake, Zoicite! I'm not trying to KILL myself!"
Rei, who normally would've found this situation highly amusing and would've teased the living daylights out of Zoicite for his comment (actually, she probably will, later), was unable to laugh because of the situation. Jedite was going to die and she hadn't even had sex with him yet! "If you're not trying to kill yourself, then what ARE you doing?"
Jadeite raised an eyebrow at the odd behavior of the two usuaally rational people. "Well, since you so heartless left me here to die," he feigned wiping a tear away, "I decided to find an alternate route of escape."
"Oh." she paused staring nervously at the ledge. "Well, since you now have a SAFE route, will you please get the hell off of that ledge before you give me a fucking heart attack!"
"Sure thing, honey bunch." He hopped effortlessly off of the ledge and into the office room. "Didn't know you cared...." he winked.
Zoicite ran over and slammed the window shut before hugging Jadeite's feet. "HE"S ALIVE!"
She shrugged. "Good bedmates are hard to come by these days." she smirked, before turning to Zoicite. "You would think I was worth jumping for if you were straight?" Oh yeah, she HAD to tease him on that one.
Zoicite looked up from him place on the ground and blinked before turning bright red. "Leave me alone, Rei! I was trying to get him off the ledge!"
"I could have done that," Jadeite mused.
Zoicite scowled. "I meant by way of the office, not the street!"
"I think it's cute that you find me attractive in the "same" sex sort of way." she laughed, turning to Jedite. "Do you think I'm worth jumping off a building for Jedite?"
"Is there anyone there at the bottom to catch me?"
She shook her head and placed her hands on her hips, "Jadeite!"
He laughed. "Okay, okay. Yes, Rei-chan, I would jump off of a building for you...." he thought for a moment before adding "In fact, I seem to remember one time in Tijuiana...."
Quickly, she ran up to him and covered his mouth with her hand, looking over at Zoicite nervously. "SH! You promised never to mention that again...you know why..." she hinted.
He bit his lip to keep from laughing. Then an evil idea came to him. He flicked his tongue across her palm. "Still hungry?"
Her eyes darkened slightly, forgetting Zoicite's prescence altogether. "Yes, but maybe not for the same thing I was before..."
Zoicite, completely oblivious to anything that was going on bewteen the two of them, suddenly piped up. "I'm hungry! Where are we going?"
Jadeite sighed in frustration, shooting his friend a death glare.
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Mamoru shielded his eyes from the glarring sun as he inspected thhe building for signs of a fire. He didn't see any-no smoke, no flames, no nothing- and already a wild rumorthat it was a false alarm was beginning to circulate through the crowds of people. All around them were fire trucks and police cars with concerned faces in them, trying to make heads or tails of this massive confusion. Beside him, Usagi was seemingly debating with herself over an internal conflict.
She sighed, her cheeks still red from their previous encounnter. For some reason her heart was still pounding, what the hell was wrong with her?! "Good thing the fire alarm went off, or who knows how far it would've gone.." She said too herself, not thinking anyone could hear her.
Unfortunatly, Mamoru Chiba, the object of her thoughts, did.
"Far enough so that I wouldn't have stopped for the fire. Good thing the sprinklers went off, or I might not have even stopped THEN..." He said proudly, winking at her out of the coner of his eye.
Her eyes widened at his remark, surprised that she had been heard. Her cheeks turned an even brighter crimson and her eyes narrowed. "You listen Mamoru-baka. That kiss wouldn't have led anywhere! I was ready to end it, but the alarm went off before I could. The thought of kissing you is actually very repulsive, and I can't even believe you kissed me!"
"Oh?" He asked, as though this thought amused him. He closed the distance between them with a single step and narrowed his eyes, licking his lips. Her face was now parallel with his chest, and she was forced to look up at him. It was just what he wanted- a sense of submission. "You mean," he drawled, "this doesn't...entice you? Don't you feel..." he paused before a devilish look crossed his face, "urges?"
"N..n..no.." She breathed, already feeling the affects of him being so close to her. "I-I'm not attracted to you in the least..."
He trailed a finger down the side of her cheek and into the crook of heeer neck, relishing in the shivers it caused. "I don't believe you. Not for one second. In fact," he said, lowering his voice dangerously and poking her gently in the chest, "I bet you can't waist until I get you into bed. I will too..."
She blinked, momentarily disbelieving her ears. Where was her control? Why was she acting like such an innocent? It wasn't like she was a VIRGIN! Wasn't Hell supposed to toughen her up some? She would have to spit out some sort of witty remark to make up for being so inarticulate..."The day I sleep with you is the day I die." Okay, not witty but still a retort of some sort. She had a feeling the that remark hadn't phased him any though...
He threw his head back and laughed. "Get your tombstone ready."
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Authors: Stara and Nataku
Ratings: R
Genre: Romance/Alternate Reality
Disclaimer: Yada yada yada. We don't own Sailor Moon, Treize, Victoria's Secret, or Heaven and Hell. ^_~
Author Note: It took us F-O-R-E-V-E-R to write this chapter! It's over thirty pages long (probably over fifty but who's counting?) plus we had midterms on top of everything. We are sorry it's so late though. Hopefully the length and steamy scenes will make up for it. *both laugh*
This chapter was so long that we had to split it up into three parts. THREE! A notepad wouldn't hold the whole thing. *laughs*
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Chapter 8-It's Getting Hot in Here (Part A.)
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"Mmmm...Mamoru." Usagi cooed, her arms wrapping around him.
Mamoru pressed her slender body up against the wall and slid his hands over her
body, capturing her mouth with his.
Her legs wrapped around his waist on instinct, and she held onto his shoulders
for support as his mouth ravished her own.
"Usagi," he breathed, nibbling on her earlobe and slowly traveling down her
neck. He ran his fingers through her soft hair, intertwining the silken strands.
Her spine tingled at his touch and she gasped, her hands slipping beneath his
shirt to run across bare skin. "Gods Mamoru.."
Suddenly, Mamoru Chiba was shaken out of his dream by the
incessant beeping of his alarm clock. In his befudled state, partly by the
regular early-morning waking, and partly because of his dream, he blindly began
searching for the button to turn the thing off. He accidentally knocked it off
of his dresser, unplugging the cord and stopping the beeping. Mamoru fell back
onto his bed and panted. As long as it stopped.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and laid there in bed, staring at the
ceiling and trying to control his hearbeat. It was a dream....but he could still
feel her beneath his hands, hear her whisper his name, feel her hands on his
skin.
He was gonna need a LOT of coffee.
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"Mr. Chiba..." Naru started speed-walking next to the
dark-haired, business man as he hurried towards his office. "You've had four
phone calls today, the messages are on your desk and..." she trailed off as he
opened the door, revealing that a petite, blonde was sitting in his office.
"Usagi is here."
He quickly turned on his heel and nodded in Naru's direction.
"Thank you," he said curtly before shutting his office door. It was cold, but
Mamoru had decided: if he were to successfully work with Usagi Tsukino, the only
way would be to act as tough as nails. No emotional interference. He just
couldn't trust himself- or his body.
"Good morning, Miss Tsukino," he said, gathering his messages
and shuffling them before glancing quickly at each one. Pointless and utterly
simple-minded calls, probably not worth his time. He was tempted to toss them away, but as kissing ass was a prerequisite to his job, he set them neatly somewhere on his desk and turned his attention to the girl before him.
She raised a golden eyebrow at his odd behavior towards Naru,
but shook it off temporarily. "Morning Mamoru-baka." she smiled, instantly
melting away his hopes of being professional. "Sleep well last night?" She
tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and looked up at him curiously.
Momentary panic. What the- she couldn't- damn.
"Like a log," he said, at what he hoped sounded indifferent. "And
yourself?"
"Not a wink." she sighed, stretching and yawning slightly as if
to prove her point. "After three I had to kick him out though. I wanted to
attempt at getting some sleep, but the need to draw kept me up anyway." she
smiled deviously, sliding a folder over to him.
Mamoru took the folder from her, raising an eyebrow at her
comment and browsed through the sketches. His eyes nearly popped out of his
head. He cleared his throat. "Miss Tsukino, these drawings are- well, the
improvment is undeniable from what I saw yesterday." The drawings weren't just
improved, they were superb, but he couldn't very well have her thinking she was
some artistic genius. As there was no middle person to act between the two as a
negotiator (and she was clearly inexperienced, from what he could tell),
Mamoru was going to have to act as her manager.
Usagi inwardly sighed, slightly disappointed by the fact that
the news of her being with someone hadn't bugged him in the least. So what if
this person she was with had been him, and so what if it had only been a dream.
The drawings that had come out afterwards though, were effortless and beautiful.
The best she'd done, actually. The worst part was, there hadn't even been
physical contact, just the thought of him holding her. "They're better than
you've ever seen, and what you ever will see." she smiled smugly. "Unless, the
better ones are by me as well."
"Cocky, now, aren't we?" he smiled, but inwardly he frowned.
Usagi had a personality almost as dominant and willful as his own, and this
could present a problem in their relationship.
Work. Work relationship.
Mamoru was begining to lose control of his thoughts again. Not good. Focus.
"Well, Miss Tsukino, are you ready to begin what will transform you into Tokyo's
best fashion designer?"
"Depends on what you're referring to." she stood up, having
dressed in a short summer dress today and whicker platforms. Hey, if she had to
deal with HIM she might as well be comfortable.
He whistled. "Professional." He dragged out the word, adding his
own trademark sarcasm to it, carefully hidden of course. "What time do you need
to be back at your office?"
"Office?" she cocked her head to the side slightly and planted
her hands on her hips. "I don't have an office, I work from home. I just fax
things in to my building, and I'm my own boss. I work when the inspiration comes
to me." she smiled at his reaction to her dress, noticing the sarcasm but
choosing to ignore it.
"Well, my scheduale does not permit such leisure, so if I
may..." Ah HA! Mamoru, one, Usagi....probably somewhere in the general vicinity
of one, but Mamoru was up there now! "..would you like to get busy? Started!" he
corrected himself quickly.
"Sure." she nodded, walking over to him and linking her arms
with his. "But first..." she stood on tiptoes, pressing herself against him, and
whispered in his ear, her lips brushing it as she spoke. "Is my dress too
short?"
"Just a second, " he said, taking a step back from her and
pressed a button on his desk. "Miss Naru, will you please step in here for a
moment?"
Shortly after that, Naru timidly appeared at his door and opened it slowly. She
was sporting another one of her miniskirts, which was in actuality just a
washcloth around her waist. Mamoru's eyes traveled from Naru's hemline to
Usagi's, which were both in their own respect quite short. "Let's see...." he
said, trailing a finger down the side of the dress until he reached the end of it,
brushing her leg in the process. "No, your dress is standard length.
Thank you, Miss Naru."
She gasped at his touch, her eyes closing, and she shivered
slightly as fire shot all throughout her body. She instinctively placed a hand on
his shoulder for support, before opening her eyes an attempting to glare at him,
but wound up only looking at him in utter shock. What the hell was wrong with
her?!
Her shudder did not go unnoticed. Mamoru smiled inwardly- two
could play at that game.
As Naru bowed and made her exit, Mamoru looked at the clock and
remembered that he did have other clients. They needed to start eventually. "So,
Miss Tsukino, will you show me some of the designs you'd like to concentrate on
in your add campaign?"
Using his pinky as an pointer, he traced parts of the design
from the top to the waist, admiring the curves and clings of the dress. "Tell
me," he said in an almost admiring voice, "do you base these designs on your own
structure?"
She looked at him curiously, not sure if that was supposed to
be a compliment or just an innocent question. "No, they're based on my top model
Kino Makoto." she pulled out a picture from the folder as well. She couldn't
place it, but that girl looked SO familiar..."I knew she'd be perfect as soon as
I saw her, don't you agree?"
He shrugged. "She doesn't fit the traditional image of a model,"
he allowed, noting her frame and structure. "Not like you." The words were out
of his mouth before he could stop them.
He paled and turned to face her, which was a mistake, because
she was right there over his shoulder, and their faces were within centimeters
of each other. This situation seemed familiar...
Her face faltered slightly at his comment and she blinked, not
sure if she had heard correctly. "What did you say?" she breathed, her breath
tickling his lips ever so softly.
"N-nothing," he breathed, bringing his voice down to a whisper.
W-why was she looking at him like that? Her face looked pink and flushed, she
was batting her long lashes, and her lips trembled as if....as if....
He gulped. Oh God....
She looked down slightly, turning a light crimson. What was
wrong with her? She never blushed when approaching a guy, NEVER! Usually she was
in full control, making them want her more and more while giving them less and
less, but more some reason...he was different. Looking up at him through her
lashes she tried to focus on something other than the fact that he smelled like
fresh cut roses, and that he was standing so damned close...
"I-I just..." ARG! DAMMIT! What's WRONG with you, Mamoru? You
don't whisper, you don't stammer, you don't lose it over a woman...but she
wasn't just ANY woman....
And suddenly, by some unlucky/fortunate twist of fate, gravity
was compelled to exert it's evil self on Mamoru, and he stumbled forward a bit.
If there faces were close before, they were TOUCHING now....
There was something different about him, though she wasn't sure
what it was exactly. He was drop dead gorgeous, but then, so were many men.
Maybe it was that he was as stubborn as she was. She didn't know, or really care
at the moment. All she knew was, that whatever attracted her to him was working
overtime at the moment. 'Screw it!' She slowly let her lips come forward and
brush against his lightly, afraid of how he might react to the bold action, but
unable to keep it from occuring.
He didn't need any convincing. If humanly possible, he closed
the gap between them and kissed her quickly. Immediatly realizing the liberty he
was taking, he panicked and braced himself for a slap or a punch, or even a
scream of some sort. But she did none of these. In fact...she seemed to be
enjoying it. Very. He slid his arms around her waist and deepened the kiss
slowly and slyly...
Usagi gasped slightly at the added passion, and she matched it
instantly when she got over the initial shock. The hands at her waist seemed to
be cradling her gently, almost as if he was afraid she would break, and she
leaned against the desk for support. Her knees were becoming to weak to hold her up.
Mamoru would have gasped had his mouth not been more occupied at the moment. She
felt so soft and delicate beneath his hands through the thin fabric of her
sundress. But the initial pleasure of just touching and his lips upon her grew
old. He wanted more, and silently begged for permission to enter her mouth.
What is this?! He did not ASK for permission! But she was different...she felt
fragile, and he was afraid of hurting her...
Almost immediatly she parted her lips for him, granting him
the access he desired. An almost inaudible groan arose from her mouth, and a
deep hunger surged through her body. She needed to stop. He was the enemy!
Wasn't he...?
As he kissed her with passion, every thought left his mind so that he was
concentrating solely on her. She groaned from the back of her throat, and Mamoru
instantly became charged with a sense of masculin power that drove him on. He
used his abdomen to push her farther up against his desk so that he was
shielding her, and yet covering her all at the same time. But just as he began
to move his hands down, something startled both of them out of their reverie...
The fire alarm went off.
So did the sprinklers.
Needless to say, Usagi was a bit surprised as water began to soak through her
thin sundress and drench her.
Mamoru's eyes snapped open to be greeted with her crystal blue ones. He looked up to see a large turret of water raining down on him. All over his office was the same. He pulled back in surprise. "What the hell is going on?" he demanded. He ran over to the door and saw all of his employees racing down the emergency exits and out of the building. The fire alarm blarred in his ears. "Come on!" he yelled, grabbing Usagi's arm and yanking her out the door and down the stairs.
Still a bit flustered from the kiss, she followed him dazedly silently cursing whatever demon had decided to go against her and interrupt the kiss.
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Rei squealed excitedly, her lips forming an evil smirk, as she ran down the hallway of CIA, her heels clicking loudly. Never in her entire life had she felt such a rush without the use of drugs or alcohol. The adrenaline pumped through her body as she ran and she turned to look behind her to make sure no one was following her. Maybe this is why she didn't see the blonde haired man standing in the hallway.
Jadeite blinked as Rei hit him full force in the chest, sending both of them tumbling onto the floor. Damn, didn't see that one coming. He figured she would have turned around or seen him at the last second or SOMETHING...
He propped himself up with one elbow, with her lying on top of him, gasping for breath. "You know, you didn't have to go to all the trouble of pulling a fire alarm just to jump me."
She blinked for a minute, shocked that she had run into someone and even more shocked that it had been him. Smirking, she stood up, brushing herself off and stretching lazily, allowing her shirt to ride up and expose her flat stomach. "And what makes you think I pulled the alarm?"
He grinned wryly. "You never get so flustered or giddy as when you've done something mischievous, Hino Rei." She reached out her hand and helped him up off the floor. "Plus, you're the only other person left in the building." Suddenly, he got an idea. "You know, since we're all alone in the building..." he let his voice trail off suggestively.
She looked at him curiously for a minute, trying to make it appear that she hadn't caught onto his meaning at first, before wrapping arms around his neck. Playfully nibbling on his ear, she ran her hands down his sides suggestively. "And what makes you think I still want you after three years? I have sooo many other people in 'my' little black book." she cooed, pulling away and beginning to walk down the hall away from him.
"Okay. Playing hard to get, huh?" he purred.
Turn-on.
Jadeite humbled himself before her. "What would make me worthy of your embrace, m'lady?"
"Hmm..." She might as well get SOMETHING from him, but what did she desire most at the moment...besides him? Then, it hit her. She smiled. "Take me out for lunch? I'm completely starved!" What? A girl had to eat! If he was surprised, he didn't show it. He must still be used to her. (Expect the unexpected) That thought left her both happy and curious. Boy did she have a question to ask later! "Please?" she asked, nuzzling his neck playfully, her hands massaging his lower back.
Jaedite starred at her for a moment, blinking, and then threw his head back and laughed. "That I can do," he said, winking. "Where would you like to go?"
She hugged him tightly again, gratification shown clearly on her face. "Some place where we can talk. I have soooo many questions to ask you." she winked.
"Oh, I knew SOMEONE missed me!" he swooned dramatically, clinging to her arm before grinning and linking her arm with his. "I wonder if the elevators are still working..." he said, eyeing Rei out of his perifial vision.
"I dunno. I doubt it though, the building is completely empty." she raised an eyebrow. "Actually, I'm surprised they don't have firemen swarming the area already..."
Jaedite was just about to respond when he spotted something out of the corner of his eye. "Quick!" He grabbed Rei's arm and pulled them both down behind a desk and watched.
"But Officer, I swear I was right there! I didn't see anyone!" A suspiciously familiar looking young man with long hair pulled back into a pony tail and wearing a custodian outfit pleaded to an officer in front of him, who was busy scribbling something onto a notepad.
Rei snickered quietly, watching the all to familiar man from their spot under the desk. Being, well....her, she let her hand run up and down one of Jadeite's legs, as they watched.
"YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS!!!" Zoisite cried out in dismay.
"Well, you just come on down to the station and we'll determine everything from there."
"You must be joking! I've never gotten a detention in my life, much less been arested. And I did NOT pull that fire alarm, you twit!"
Rei pondered the situation before her. Turn herself in, or let him take the heat for her? She smiled. No contest. She turned to Jadeite a smirk on her face. Jadeite gulped. He didn't mind seing Zoisite break a sweat, but the publicity from something like this could jeapordize their mission. Besides, there was no way they would be able to explain this one to the council...
Rei looked over at the dismayed expressin on Jadeite's face and sighed. Her face scrunched up at the thought of doing a good deed, but then again, she could always make Zoicite pay for their lunch. "Is...is someone there?" Rei whispered out hoarsely, standing up from under the desk and allowing herself to shake slightly as if she was afraid of something.
Jaedite's jaw dropped open as he watched Rei stand. "Wha- ttttt," he hissed as Rei stepped on his hand, shutting him up.
The police officer looked around to see where the voice was coming from. "Hello? Is anyone still in the building?"
Zoisite's acute hearing spotted the source before the officer, and he gasped before shaking his head and offering his hands to the policeman. "Book me, book me now! Take me away!"
Rei stepped into the light, her choice of attire matching her personality perfectly. A short black mini-skirt, and a flaming red halter showed off all the right curves as she walked over to the officer. "Yes, I'm...I'm afraid that I got trapped in here. The door was locked and I couldn't open it-" she preteded that she had just noticed Zoicite. "ZOICITE!" she wrapped her arms around him. "I thought I was never going to see you again." she turned to the policeman. "Please officer, my brother is innocent. He was probably up here looking for me. I'm known to get caught in the oddest of places..." she twisted a lock of raven hair around her finger idly. "...janitor closets, bathroom stalls, the back seat of cars..."
Zoisite turned to the officer and looked him straight in the eye. "I have never seen this woman before, I have no idea-AA-" he gasped as she began squeezing him, in what he suspected was more than just her being glad to see him.
The policeman's note pad fluttered from his hands as he laid eyes on her. "I-I'm terribly sorry, miss. I had no idea he was your- your brother. Please allow me to give you an escort out of the building."
Jadeite turned back around and propped his head up with his hand, musing to himself. "I cannot beleive she pulled that off...okay, yes I can, but just the same....." Now all he had to do was figure out how he was going to get out of here unnoticed...
"Thank you so much, officer." she smiled, linking arms with the policeman. "Do all policemen have badges, or is that just sheriffs? Not that it matters anyway, I think men who wear uniforms are totally hot." She watched Zoicite out of the corner of her eye and winked at him, before continuing to talk to the police officer.
Zoicite sighed in capitulation as Rei continued to flatter the cop. Hadn't he already suffered ENOUGH at this crazy chick's hands? "Now, dear sister, don't you think we ought to be LEAVING now? Let the poor-I mean, the nice policeman get back to his job." He tugged on her arm.
Rei pouted slightly at Zoicite but was inwardly cheering. The man in blue next to her did nothing but ramble on about his accomplishments, and people thought SHE was egocentric. She accepted his arms and practically skipped down the road with him. "I still have power over the male population. Amazing, you think they would've learned to evolve against their weaknesses by now." she shook her head. "I think Jed is the only one able to resist me, besides you and Kunzite of course." she smiled evilly.
Zoisite tried his best, but couldn't hold back a snort. "Eh...that's funny. So where is the poor guy anyway?"
"You're just jealous because I have more guys chasing me than you do." she flipped her raven hair over her shoulder. "Um..well...I kinda left him upstairs in that office." she stopped. "Hey! I DO have power over him...sorta...I guess." she shook her head. "Maybe not."
"Jadeite is as irresistable to your charms as the rest of the male population," Zoicite comforted. But in all truth, men confused him just as much as women, and he was really at a loss for these kind of moments. He shook his head. "I wonder why the alarm went off in the first place...I mean, I was working right around the corner from where it happened, and I swear I didn't see anyone...the person who did it must have been as quiet as a mouse, and stealthy, too."
"Um...yeah..." she whistled innocently, surprised that he hadn't asked her what she had been doing in "CIA" in the first place. Usually he was quick to pick up on such things and tie loose ends together. He was the brain afterall. "I..uh...wonder what set it off.."
"It wasn't really a question of what, but whom. We found the alarm had been tampered with, and they took some fingerprint samples, but I doubt they'll be of any use. If you ask me, I would have said the person had to be fairly tall, probably your height, I suppose, because it's pretty high up on the wall, and..." he rambled on, continuing to use a lot of big words and complex sentences that left Rei puzzled, managing to drag the conversation out till they reached the front door, at which point Rei's eyes were fluttering and a bit of drool had formed in the corner of her mouth.
"My height you say? They didn't happen to find any strands of hair or anything...did they?" she asked nervously, one eyebrow twitching as she opened the office door that Jedite was supposedly still hiding inside.
He shrugged. "Those brutish policemen were so eager to shoot someone that I really didn't have a chance to- JADEITE! GET YOUR ASS OFF THAT LEDGE! IT'S NOT WORTH IT!"
Jadeite looked up from the open window where he was perched. "Rei, Zoicite, how nice of you to see me- whoa!" he flailed his arms and steadied himself, causing Zoicite to have a near heart attack.
Zoicite ran over to the window. 'It's okay! I KNOW what to do in these types of situations. Okay...first thing: try to talk him out of it calmly and compassionatly....JADEITE! DON"T KILL YOURSELF OVER HER!" He flung his hand over at Rei. "She's not worth it- okay, she's worth it- if you're straight-, but just the same I-"
"Oh for Pete's sake, Zoicite! I'm not trying to KILL myself!"
Rei, who normally would've found this situation highly amusing and would've teased the living daylights out of Zoicite for his comment (actually, she probably will, later), was unable to laugh because of the situation. Jedite was going to die and she hadn't even had sex with him yet! "If you're not trying to kill yourself, then what ARE you doing?"
Jadeite raised an eyebrow at the odd behavior of the two usuaally rational people. "Well, since you so heartless left me here to die," he feigned wiping a tear away, "I decided to find an alternate route of escape."
"Oh." she paused staring nervously at the ledge. "Well, since you now have a SAFE route, will you please get the hell off of that ledge before you give me a fucking heart attack!"
"Sure thing, honey bunch." He hopped effortlessly off of the ledge and into the office room. "Didn't know you cared...." he winked.
Zoicite ran over and slammed the window shut before hugging Jadeite's feet. "HE"S ALIVE!"
She shrugged. "Good bedmates are hard to come by these days." she smirked, before turning to Zoicite. "You would think I was worth jumping for if you were straight?" Oh yeah, she HAD to tease him on that one.
Zoicite looked up from him place on the ground and blinked before turning bright red. "Leave me alone, Rei! I was trying to get him off the ledge!"
"I could have done that," Jadeite mused.
Zoicite scowled. "I meant by way of the office, not the street!"
"I think it's cute that you find me attractive in the "same" sex sort of way." she laughed, turning to Jedite. "Do you think I'm worth jumping off a building for Jedite?"
"Is there anyone there at the bottom to catch me?"
She shook her head and placed her hands on her hips, "Jadeite!"
He laughed. "Okay, okay. Yes, Rei-chan, I would jump off of a building for you...." he thought for a moment before adding "In fact, I seem to remember one time in Tijuiana...."
Quickly, she ran up to him and covered his mouth with her hand, looking over at Zoicite nervously. "SH! You promised never to mention that again...you know why..." she hinted.
He bit his lip to keep from laughing. Then an evil idea came to him. He flicked his tongue across her palm. "Still hungry?"
Her eyes darkened slightly, forgetting Zoicite's prescence altogether. "Yes, but maybe not for the same thing I was before..."
Zoicite, completely oblivious to anything that was going on bewteen the two of them, suddenly piped up. "I'm hungry! Where are we going?"
Jadeite sighed in frustration, shooting his friend a death glare.
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Mamoru shielded his eyes from the glarring sun as he inspected thhe building for signs of a fire. He didn't see any-no smoke, no flames, no nothing- and already a wild rumorthat it was a false alarm was beginning to circulate through the crowds of people. All around them were fire trucks and police cars with concerned faces in them, trying to make heads or tails of this massive confusion. Beside him, Usagi was seemingly debating with herself over an internal conflict.
She sighed, her cheeks still red from their previous encounnter. For some reason her heart was still pounding, what the hell was wrong with her?! "Good thing the fire alarm went off, or who knows how far it would've gone.." She said too herself, not thinking anyone could hear her.
Unfortunatly, Mamoru Chiba, the object of her thoughts, did.
"Far enough so that I wouldn't have stopped for the fire. Good thing the sprinklers went off, or I might not have even stopped THEN..." He said proudly, winking at her out of the coner of his eye.
Her eyes widened at his remark, surprised that she had been heard. Her cheeks turned an even brighter crimson and her eyes narrowed. "You listen Mamoru-baka. That kiss wouldn't have led anywhere! I was ready to end it, but the alarm went off before I could. The thought of kissing you is actually very repulsive, and I can't even believe you kissed me!"
"Oh?" He asked, as though this thought amused him. He closed the distance between them with a single step and narrowed his eyes, licking his lips. Her face was now parallel with his chest, and she was forced to look up at him. It was just what he wanted- a sense of submission. "You mean," he drawled, "this doesn't...entice you? Don't you feel..." he paused before a devilish look crossed his face, "urges?"
"N..n..no.." She breathed, already feeling the affects of him being so close to her. "I-I'm not attracted to you in the least..."
He trailed a finger down the side of her cheek and into the crook of heeer neck, relishing in the shivers it caused. "I don't believe you. Not for one second. In fact," he said, lowering his voice dangerously and poking her gently in the chest, "I bet you can't waist until I get you into bed. I will too..."
She blinked, momentarily disbelieving her ears. Where was her control? Why was she acting like such an innocent? It wasn't like she was a VIRGIN! Wasn't Hell supposed to toughen her up some? She would have to spit out some sort of witty remark to make up for being so inarticulate..."The day I sleep with you is the day I die." Okay, not witty but still a retort of some sort. She had a feeling the that remark hadn't phased him any though...
He threw his head back and laughed. "Get your tombstone ready."
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