Silver Indigo Sky back with chapter 3 of Getting With the Times!
I don't own Sailor Moon, though that shouldn't be new to anyone.
First, though, I would like to thank everyone who reviewed this story! Thank you so much! You don't know how much I appreciate it! ^_^ Those reviewers are aquarius, moonchild-02, Matakishi Hirata-San, aurora, missaw, fireash, Daphne Holland, Eo, Namiko-Daughter of Sekhmet, Cirque du Macabre, and Silver Moonlight-81. Thanks again everyone. You guys are wonderful!
Cirque du Macabre, thank you for telling me that I was not accepting anonymous reviews. I did not know it! I fixed it so anonymous reviews are accepted, so now it'll be easier for you ^_^
And as for Matakishi Hirata-San (and others who are curious), my goal is to update at least once a week. I was very good this weekend, and actually managed to add a chapter each and every day, but now that the weekend's over (ugh), I probably won't be able to update so soon. I will definitely update by Friday, that's for sure, and if I get lucky with the amount of homework I get, maybe even sooner. You'll just have to keep on checking back, I guess. ^_~
Hope you like this chapter!
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Getting With the Times
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Rating: PG-13 ish
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Chapter 2-A Yen for Every Strange Expression
"CHIBI-USA!!!" Rei screamed, "How could you?!"
"I didn't mean to! Honest to goodness, I never thought my power would go out of control like that!" Chibi-usa replied in a trembling voice as tears started to form in her eyes. Chibi-usa didn't want to cry right now and further prove to the senshi that she was a baby, but with Rei's harsh scolding, she couldn't help it.
"Look, Chibi-usa, it's okay," Mamoru quickly came in to rescue poor Chibi- usa. He couldn't stand to see her cry. He placed a large hand on her head and smoothed her hair in a soothing manner. "Rei isn't mad at you, she's just worried. We all her. I mean, if Usako truly has been thrown into another time, as you say, we are going to have a hard time locating her, and we have no idea what is going on with her at the time."
"I know!" Chibi-usa sobbed, finally forfeiting holding back her tears. "I know!" she repeated, choking on her tears as the poured from her eyes. "And it's all my fault! If Usagi-chan gets hurt, it's all my fault!" she cried, throwing herself into Mamoru's comforting arms.
"It's okay, Chibi-usa. Nothing is going to happen to Usako. It'll just take awhile to find her," he soothed the small child, curled up and crying desperately in his arms. "Nothing is going to happen to her," he repeated confidently, though in reality he honestly wasn't sure whether he was saying that to convince himself or Chibi-usa of the fact.
"Is it working, Ami-chan? Can you get through to Usagi?" Minako questioned the blue-haired girl who was fidgeting fervently with her sailor communicator. After a minute more of pulling-this-wire-and-pressing-that- button, Ami stopped her work on the communicator, defeated.
Ami shook her head sadly. "No," she responded to Minako's previous question. "Nothing seems to work. I just can't get through to her via the communicator. All I'm getting is static or a blank screen."
"The wall between the two different times must be interfering," Mamoru mentioned. "It is, after all, impossible to send a call to someone yesterday with today's phone." The senshi shook their heads in agreement. Just like you can't communicate with different dimensions, the different portals through time prevented you from communicating with someone in a different day, or even a different hour.
"So, how are we going to find her?" Minako asked. Everyone was silent for a few minutes, each secluded in their own thoughts, before Minako had an idea. "I know!" she chirped. "Since Chibi-usa was the one who sent Usagi into the past, perhaps she has an idea of what day she sent Usagi into!"
"Good job, Einstein," Rei cheered sarcastically, "except for don't you think that if that were the case, Chibi-usa would have already given us this tidbit of information?" Minako shrugged, not wanting to admit Rei had a logical point.
"You guys," Mamoru cut in, "I thought we had already established the fact that Chibi-usa's power had gone out of control when this happened, so even though she is the one responsible, she does not know how much power was exerted and where that power sent Usako to. We have all had our bouts with power-gone-out-of-control, and we all know how it works when it is lose on it's own."
"Yeah, you never know what the uncontrollable power is going to do on it's on," Makoto agreed.
"Well, this is great," Rei snorted. "So you guys are saying that she may be in prehistoric times, or she may be in yesterday?"
"Yes, and once again, we find ourselves in the same problem," Ami answered.
Rei grumbled and let out a frustrated scream, rolling her eyes and flopping onto the couch she had been pacing in front of.
"Well, you're being rude," Makoto said to her, "and there's no need to be." Rei groaned. "Listen, you guys," Makoto continued, "it's obvious that none of us are cut out to find a solution to this, but I know someone who is!"
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Even though Usagi hadn't experienced a youma attack for ages now, literally, she still knew what it was immediately.
The air quickly became heavy with an almost static-like energy which usually preceded any youma appearance. The sky also darkened ominously, denoting the oncoming evil. And if that wasn't enough, Usagi could feel her spine tingling and her hairs standing on end as her back straightened unconsciously, her body preparing itself for her transformation.
Even though she hadn't actually had an enemy for a little over 2 years, she still wore her Sailor Moon brooch proudly, in case she did need it sometime or another. And there were a few circumstances when she had had to transform too. Besides that, her brooch contained the ginzuishou. Besides the love of her life, Mamo-chan, the ginzuishou was the most important thing to her. Without it, she, as well as the whole world-even universe!- would have been obliterated by now
Usagi deftly gripped the pendent on her chest, ready to morph into Eternal Sailor Moon if need be. She supposed she could transform into Princess Serenity also, but why bother?
The Usagi and Makoto of this time, who were walking and bantering peacefully through the park, seemed just as attuned to the sudden change in the atmosphere and the signals of the upcoming youma appearance as the future Usagi was. They quickly stopped and looked around at the scenery around them, and into the darkening, suspicious sky.
"Oh no," they young Usagi grumbled. "Not again!" she whined. "I don't want to have to transform and vanquish another youma! Didn't we just have to deal with one less than a week ago? Why can't the Dark Kingdom just leave us alone! I wish that the Moon Princess or whatever the heck she is would come already and make herself known! I really hate this Sailor Moon thing!"
"Uh-oh" was the extent of Usagi's thoughts as the words from her past self reached her ears. The young Usagi had said something about the "Dark Kingdom" and that she wanted "the Moon Princess" to come already. "Uh-oh, this is not good," Usagi whispered to herself.
If Usagi was in the time of the Dark Kingdom, then that meant that they hadn't even defeated Beryl and Metallia yet! And here Usagi was, having not- too-long ago defeated Chaos, all thanks to Galaxia.
Usagi got a little more worried when she realized that they didn't even know the other scouts, the outer scouts, like Uranus, Neptune, Pluto, or Saturn. Or even Chibi-usa! They must not even know who Chibi-usa is! Usagi couldn't honestly remember life without that spoiled little girl in it. Speaking of whom.. Usagi quickly decided that the minute she got back to her correct place in time, she would mutilate that monster. Or the least she could do was make a mental note in hear head that in 1,000 years, when her troublesome child got back from the past, she should ground her daughter for a few months, maybe years.
Thinking of Chibi-usa brought another, very important, thing to Usagi's mind. "Mamo-chan!" she quickly spluttered. Or rather, there was no Mamo- chan! How could Usagi forget their relationship during this time?! Oh no, she could never forget, and she remembered it well! It could be summed up in three short words: they were enemies. Mamoru would tease her, she would yell back at him, he would make fun of her some more, she would insult him and tell him to get lost, he wouldn't leave his post, and finally she would tell him she hated him. Yup, that was about it.
Now their relationship was more something like: he would greet her, compliment her sweetly, and kiss her, she would gladly kiss him back and call him "my Mamo-chan," he would invite her somewhere, usually his apartment., and she would excitedly accept, and they would be there, which was usually his apartment., within minutes. And you know the rest! And if you don't, you can use your imagination.
Usagi blushed deeply as images of Mamo-chan filled her mind. She sighed contentedly as she absentmindedly tugged on one of her golden "odangos." Odango Atama.just like what Mamo-chan used to call her. She grumbled as she unwillingly left her pleasant thoughts knowing that this just was not the time to be thinking of Mamo-chan in such ways! Especially when her boyfriend wasn't even here, but her boyfriend's past self who always teased her was. Makoto began talking again, and Usagi attentively listened to the conversation between her past self and Makoto.
"Yes," Makoto acceded, "but do we really have a choice?" She glanced around the surrounding areas again, trying to sense some sort of approaching evil force. Makoto sensed it, all right, and she immediately took Usagi's small hand firmly in hers. "Come on," she growled menacingly. "The youma's this way; I can feel it! Let's go! There's no time to waste!" And with that the two were off running at break-neck speed through the park, reaching the exit in no time.
The nineteen-year-old Usagi was a bit surprised by this sudden action, and involuntarily found herself running after them, without much conscious thought into what she was doing.
She flew through the park after them, silently, though, so as not to attract their attention. As soon as she reached the exit of the park, however, she realized she had lost them. She paused, not knowing which path to take; right or left. She closed her eyes and let her senses do the deciding for her. She felt the evil pulling her to the right, and that is the direction in which she let her feet take her.
Usagi was running as fast as she could, hardly noticing where she was running by. Where she was running to was all up to her instincts. She ran across the street, and then through the grass of an open communal area, and then onto the conjoined sidewalk, and rounded the bend of that pathway, and-
*SMACK*
That would be the force of a very momentous, though short, body colliding with a not-so-momentous, though much taller, body.
Usagi stumbled back, quite dizzy from the force of the impact, before falling onto her butt on the ground. The figure she had run into just towered above her, looking at her with an odd expression on his face. She couldn't make out who the person was, tough, since she was seeing three of him.
"O-Odango Atama?" The familiar voice asked her.
Usagi shook her head to get the image of the man back to normal. When her eyes came upon the mop of black, rich hair on his head, and his deep, blue, searching eyes, and handsome, lean, and muscular build, her mouth nearly dropped upon. "Uh-oh," she squeaked in a small voice to herself. This was not good. Out of all the people to run into in her past! She actually should have foreseen this happening, however. For her, it only figured. Only she could get into these kind of messes. Though usually it was with the help of Chibi-usa. Chibi-usa.. The thought of her future child made her blush. After all, it was her and Mamoru's future child.. This wasn't going too well..
"Umm." Usagi began, though she couldn't really say anything. What was there to say? She'd be put in an insane asylum if she said 'Gee, Mamo-chan, fancy meeting you here. Yes, that's what I called you: Mamo-chan. I'm the Tskukino Usagi from the future. And guess what? We're a couple in the future! We're practically engaged! Oh, and I'm Princess Serenity, from your dreams; you're Prince Endymion. I also happen to know you're Tuxedo Mask since I'm Sailor Moon and all. I even know our future child! Wanna meet her?' Somehow, Usagi didn't think that would go over to well with Mamoru. It would probably just scare him. A lot.
"You-you look.d-different," he stuttered, looking over her oddly. She did look different, too. It was as if she aged or something. Was it him, or was Usagi a few inches taller than she had been yesterday? Was he imagining things, or did she seem a little more matured and curvy, with fuller breasts? No, he couldn't have been imagining things! There was a definite difference there! Not that he wanted to know why he noticed this, though. He would rather die than say he actually looked at Odango Atama. Slowly he moved his eyes back up to meet her own crystal-clear, blue gaze. She was looking at him with an odd expression on her face. 'Oh, God,' Mamoru thought, suddenly getting very anxious in this awkward position. 'Please do not tell me she caught me looking!'
'This is way too uncomfortable for me,' thought Usagi. Mamoru had been looking at her breasts! She had just caught her boyfriend's past-self staring at her. It figured, actually. She couldn't help but giggling at the thought, even though it was a bit uncalled for.
Mamoru had no clue what was going on; he wasn't even sure he was comprehending things correctly. Was that actually Odango Atama, or was that a completely different person who looked spookily like her? It would make sense if it was Odango Atama, considering this person ran right into him, but this girl looked much older, and so beautiful. Almost like a princess..
And now this girl was laughing. This situation was way too odd for him.
"Chibi-usa, I will kill you," she wheezed through her wry laughter. "Oh," Usagi added, "and if you find yourself suddenly non-existent, it's all your fault." Now it was her turn to be looked at curiously.
Suddenly, Mamoru felt a sharp, acute pain ring throughout his body. He quickly doubled over in pain, as his breathing became harsh and quick. Usagi saw this, and knew what was going on immediately. It was what she liked to deem his "Tuxedo Kamen reflexes." And that must have meant that she must have transformed.
Without much thinking, or any real thinking at all, Usagi quickly threw up an arm and pointed in the direction to which she had been running to before she collided with Mamoru. "Go that way!" she shouted to him abruptly.
Mamoru uncurled himself just a little, his eyes watery with pain, to give her the best look of bewilderment he could give her. If Usagi could have only gotten a yen for every strange expression Mamoru had given her that day..
Usagi immediately realized what she had done. She had practically just told him that she knew he was Tuxedo Kamen. 'Smooth move, Usagi,' she thought to herself. She was beginning to feel a bit like an idiot at this point.
"Um." she stammered, "um.I have to...go.somewhere. Ja ne!" With that last word, she quickly took off running in the opposite direction. The whole way Usagi hid her face in her hands. She was soooo screwed.
Once she had left, Chiba Mamoru could only stare after her in amazement. Whatever had just happened was absolutely freaky. That couldn't have been Odango Atama. If it had been, someone might as well just throw him into the straight jacket now.
Usagi had always been pretty, he knew that. He wasn't blind in the least. And he knew that she could be very graceful and coordinated when she put her mind to it, though that wasn't too often. But still, whoever that had been had an air of maturity around her, and a wisdom and power present about her that he never noticed Odango Atama to have. Perhaps he was off his rocker, but she almost reminded him the princess that haunted his dreams each night. The thought sent odd chills down his spine, and a strange feeling in his stomach.
That feeling was quickly outdone as another wave of pain racked his body. He clutched his stomach as he grunted in pain. Not another youma attack! But what could he do? It was his duty to protect Sailor Moon, and he wouldn't trade it for the world. He rather liked being the one that the super heroine Sailor Moon looked up to for help.
He held out his hand as a beautiful red rose in full bloom materialized in it. In no time after that Mamoru was cloaked in the black tuxedo, heavy cape, and tall top hat accompanied with the white mask.
He immediately felt Sailor Moon calling to him, pulling him to where she was. He quickly used this "connection" to find her. And he was off, running to where he knew Sailor Moon would be with the horrible youma attacking her.
He couldn't help but notice, though, that the direction he found himself running in was the same exact one as the Odango-look-alike had pointed to, telling him to "go that way." Was it possible she knew? The thought made his stomach churn. Nobody knew his secret, nobody knew his alter ego. He never told a soul. It was impossible.
And yet, it was as if she knew. Just like she knew all about the youmas, all about the Dark Kingdom, and all about him. He put that feeling aside. Right now he had to protect Sailor Moon. That was his priority.
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Usagi had been running for about three minutes and had already been well gone from Mamoru's sight when she decided to start slowing her pace down. She was in an odd position; that was for sure. She didn't even know how Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen's relationship was at this time. She remembered Tuxedo Kamen as being very mysterious all the time. But, goodness, if she was here for more than a week among her past self and past Mamoru, she wasn't sure if she would be able to keep her mouth shut! She knew she would blurt something out, she always did. And she knew that meeting up with her past self and her friends' past selves was inevitable, so why bother trying to avoid it? Besides, she knew she would need some place to sleep anyway. 1,000 yen would not hold her over for more than a day when it came to food also. She would gladly give them any future information they would want, so long as it did not have anything to do with Mamo-chan or Tuxedo Kamen..
"Oh crap! Tuxedo Kamen!" she quickly called out. She twirled herself around and zoomed back to where she had come from. She wouldn't miss this youma attack for the world. If she was going to be forced to stay in the past, why not have fun seeing the events from the days she missed sorely? This wasn't so bad when she thought about it. She'd just have to avoid Mamoru, that was all..
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And there you have it, the really long chapter 2. I know that in the last chapter I said chapter 2 would be called "Behind the Buildings" but this chapter got so long that I decided to stop where I was, so the NEXT chapter will be the one called "Behind the Buildings." I never did get to the buildings part in this one. Also, you may have noticed I raised the rating to PG-13 also. There were too many sexual innuendoes in the story, so the rating went up. And for a funnier, more interesting, and more catchy plot in future chapters, raising the rating was necessary.
That is really all I have to say for now. Thanks to all who reviewed again and keep them coming!!! ^_^
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I don't own Sailor Moon, though that shouldn't be new to anyone.
First, though, I would like to thank everyone who reviewed this story! Thank you so much! You don't know how much I appreciate it! ^_^ Those reviewers are aquarius, moonchild-02, Matakishi Hirata-San, aurora, missaw, fireash, Daphne Holland, Eo, Namiko-Daughter of Sekhmet, Cirque du Macabre, and Silver Moonlight-81. Thanks again everyone. You guys are wonderful!
Cirque du Macabre, thank you for telling me that I was not accepting anonymous reviews. I did not know it! I fixed it so anonymous reviews are accepted, so now it'll be easier for you ^_^
And as for Matakishi Hirata-San (and others who are curious), my goal is to update at least once a week. I was very good this weekend, and actually managed to add a chapter each and every day, but now that the weekend's over (ugh), I probably won't be able to update so soon. I will definitely update by Friday, that's for sure, and if I get lucky with the amount of homework I get, maybe even sooner. You'll just have to keep on checking back, I guess. ^_~
Hope you like this chapter!
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Getting With the Times
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By Silver Indigo Sky
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Rating: PG-13 ish
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Chapter 2-A Yen for Every Strange Expression
"CHIBI-USA!!!" Rei screamed, "How could you?!"
"I didn't mean to! Honest to goodness, I never thought my power would go out of control like that!" Chibi-usa replied in a trembling voice as tears started to form in her eyes. Chibi-usa didn't want to cry right now and further prove to the senshi that she was a baby, but with Rei's harsh scolding, she couldn't help it.
"Look, Chibi-usa, it's okay," Mamoru quickly came in to rescue poor Chibi- usa. He couldn't stand to see her cry. He placed a large hand on her head and smoothed her hair in a soothing manner. "Rei isn't mad at you, she's just worried. We all her. I mean, if Usako truly has been thrown into another time, as you say, we are going to have a hard time locating her, and we have no idea what is going on with her at the time."
"I know!" Chibi-usa sobbed, finally forfeiting holding back her tears. "I know!" she repeated, choking on her tears as the poured from her eyes. "And it's all my fault! If Usagi-chan gets hurt, it's all my fault!" she cried, throwing herself into Mamoru's comforting arms.
"It's okay, Chibi-usa. Nothing is going to happen to Usako. It'll just take awhile to find her," he soothed the small child, curled up and crying desperately in his arms. "Nothing is going to happen to her," he repeated confidently, though in reality he honestly wasn't sure whether he was saying that to convince himself or Chibi-usa of the fact.
"Is it working, Ami-chan? Can you get through to Usagi?" Minako questioned the blue-haired girl who was fidgeting fervently with her sailor communicator. After a minute more of pulling-this-wire-and-pressing-that- button, Ami stopped her work on the communicator, defeated.
Ami shook her head sadly. "No," she responded to Minako's previous question. "Nothing seems to work. I just can't get through to her via the communicator. All I'm getting is static or a blank screen."
"The wall between the two different times must be interfering," Mamoru mentioned. "It is, after all, impossible to send a call to someone yesterday with today's phone." The senshi shook their heads in agreement. Just like you can't communicate with different dimensions, the different portals through time prevented you from communicating with someone in a different day, or even a different hour.
"So, how are we going to find her?" Minako asked. Everyone was silent for a few minutes, each secluded in their own thoughts, before Minako had an idea. "I know!" she chirped. "Since Chibi-usa was the one who sent Usagi into the past, perhaps she has an idea of what day she sent Usagi into!"
"Good job, Einstein," Rei cheered sarcastically, "except for don't you think that if that were the case, Chibi-usa would have already given us this tidbit of information?" Minako shrugged, not wanting to admit Rei had a logical point.
"You guys," Mamoru cut in, "I thought we had already established the fact that Chibi-usa's power had gone out of control when this happened, so even though she is the one responsible, she does not know how much power was exerted and where that power sent Usako to. We have all had our bouts with power-gone-out-of-control, and we all know how it works when it is lose on it's own."
"Yeah, you never know what the uncontrollable power is going to do on it's on," Makoto agreed.
"Well, this is great," Rei snorted. "So you guys are saying that she may be in prehistoric times, or she may be in yesterday?"
"Yes, and once again, we find ourselves in the same problem," Ami answered.
Rei grumbled and let out a frustrated scream, rolling her eyes and flopping onto the couch she had been pacing in front of.
"Well, you're being rude," Makoto said to her, "and there's no need to be." Rei groaned. "Listen, you guys," Makoto continued, "it's obvious that none of us are cut out to find a solution to this, but I know someone who is!"
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Even though Usagi hadn't experienced a youma attack for ages now, literally, she still knew what it was immediately.
The air quickly became heavy with an almost static-like energy which usually preceded any youma appearance. The sky also darkened ominously, denoting the oncoming evil. And if that wasn't enough, Usagi could feel her spine tingling and her hairs standing on end as her back straightened unconsciously, her body preparing itself for her transformation.
Even though she hadn't actually had an enemy for a little over 2 years, she still wore her Sailor Moon brooch proudly, in case she did need it sometime or another. And there were a few circumstances when she had had to transform too. Besides that, her brooch contained the ginzuishou. Besides the love of her life, Mamo-chan, the ginzuishou was the most important thing to her. Without it, she, as well as the whole world-even universe!- would have been obliterated by now
Usagi deftly gripped the pendent on her chest, ready to morph into Eternal Sailor Moon if need be. She supposed she could transform into Princess Serenity also, but why bother?
The Usagi and Makoto of this time, who were walking and bantering peacefully through the park, seemed just as attuned to the sudden change in the atmosphere and the signals of the upcoming youma appearance as the future Usagi was. They quickly stopped and looked around at the scenery around them, and into the darkening, suspicious sky.
"Oh no," they young Usagi grumbled. "Not again!" she whined. "I don't want to have to transform and vanquish another youma! Didn't we just have to deal with one less than a week ago? Why can't the Dark Kingdom just leave us alone! I wish that the Moon Princess or whatever the heck she is would come already and make herself known! I really hate this Sailor Moon thing!"
"Uh-oh" was the extent of Usagi's thoughts as the words from her past self reached her ears. The young Usagi had said something about the "Dark Kingdom" and that she wanted "the Moon Princess" to come already. "Uh-oh, this is not good," Usagi whispered to herself.
If Usagi was in the time of the Dark Kingdom, then that meant that they hadn't even defeated Beryl and Metallia yet! And here Usagi was, having not- too-long ago defeated Chaos, all thanks to Galaxia.
Usagi got a little more worried when she realized that they didn't even know the other scouts, the outer scouts, like Uranus, Neptune, Pluto, or Saturn. Or even Chibi-usa! They must not even know who Chibi-usa is! Usagi couldn't honestly remember life without that spoiled little girl in it. Speaking of whom.. Usagi quickly decided that the minute she got back to her correct place in time, she would mutilate that monster. Or the least she could do was make a mental note in hear head that in 1,000 years, when her troublesome child got back from the past, she should ground her daughter for a few months, maybe years.
Thinking of Chibi-usa brought another, very important, thing to Usagi's mind. "Mamo-chan!" she quickly spluttered. Or rather, there was no Mamo- chan! How could Usagi forget their relationship during this time?! Oh no, she could never forget, and she remembered it well! It could be summed up in three short words: they were enemies. Mamoru would tease her, she would yell back at him, he would make fun of her some more, she would insult him and tell him to get lost, he wouldn't leave his post, and finally she would tell him she hated him. Yup, that was about it.
Now their relationship was more something like: he would greet her, compliment her sweetly, and kiss her, she would gladly kiss him back and call him "my Mamo-chan," he would invite her somewhere, usually his apartment., and she would excitedly accept, and they would be there, which was usually his apartment., within minutes. And you know the rest! And if you don't, you can use your imagination.
Usagi blushed deeply as images of Mamo-chan filled her mind. She sighed contentedly as she absentmindedly tugged on one of her golden "odangos." Odango Atama.just like what Mamo-chan used to call her. She grumbled as she unwillingly left her pleasant thoughts knowing that this just was not the time to be thinking of Mamo-chan in such ways! Especially when her boyfriend wasn't even here, but her boyfriend's past self who always teased her was. Makoto began talking again, and Usagi attentively listened to the conversation between her past self and Makoto.
"Yes," Makoto acceded, "but do we really have a choice?" She glanced around the surrounding areas again, trying to sense some sort of approaching evil force. Makoto sensed it, all right, and she immediately took Usagi's small hand firmly in hers. "Come on," she growled menacingly. "The youma's this way; I can feel it! Let's go! There's no time to waste!" And with that the two were off running at break-neck speed through the park, reaching the exit in no time.
The nineteen-year-old Usagi was a bit surprised by this sudden action, and involuntarily found herself running after them, without much conscious thought into what she was doing.
She flew through the park after them, silently, though, so as not to attract their attention. As soon as she reached the exit of the park, however, she realized she had lost them. She paused, not knowing which path to take; right or left. She closed her eyes and let her senses do the deciding for her. She felt the evil pulling her to the right, and that is the direction in which she let her feet take her.
Usagi was running as fast as she could, hardly noticing where she was running by. Where she was running to was all up to her instincts. She ran across the street, and then through the grass of an open communal area, and then onto the conjoined sidewalk, and rounded the bend of that pathway, and-
*SMACK*
That would be the force of a very momentous, though short, body colliding with a not-so-momentous, though much taller, body.
Usagi stumbled back, quite dizzy from the force of the impact, before falling onto her butt on the ground. The figure she had run into just towered above her, looking at her with an odd expression on his face. She couldn't make out who the person was, tough, since she was seeing three of him.
"O-Odango Atama?" The familiar voice asked her.
Usagi shook her head to get the image of the man back to normal. When her eyes came upon the mop of black, rich hair on his head, and his deep, blue, searching eyes, and handsome, lean, and muscular build, her mouth nearly dropped upon. "Uh-oh," she squeaked in a small voice to herself. This was not good. Out of all the people to run into in her past! She actually should have foreseen this happening, however. For her, it only figured. Only she could get into these kind of messes. Though usually it was with the help of Chibi-usa. Chibi-usa.. The thought of her future child made her blush. After all, it was her and Mamoru's future child.. This wasn't going too well..
"Umm." Usagi began, though she couldn't really say anything. What was there to say? She'd be put in an insane asylum if she said 'Gee, Mamo-chan, fancy meeting you here. Yes, that's what I called you: Mamo-chan. I'm the Tskukino Usagi from the future. And guess what? We're a couple in the future! We're practically engaged! Oh, and I'm Princess Serenity, from your dreams; you're Prince Endymion. I also happen to know you're Tuxedo Mask since I'm Sailor Moon and all. I even know our future child! Wanna meet her?' Somehow, Usagi didn't think that would go over to well with Mamoru. It would probably just scare him. A lot.
"You-you look.d-different," he stuttered, looking over her oddly. She did look different, too. It was as if she aged or something. Was it him, or was Usagi a few inches taller than she had been yesterday? Was he imagining things, or did she seem a little more matured and curvy, with fuller breasts? No, he couldn't have been imagining things! There was a definite difference there! Not that he wanted to know why he noticed this, though. He would rather die than say he actually looked at Odango Atama. Slowly he moved his eyes back up to meet her own crystal-clear, blue gaze. She was looking at him with an odd expression on her face. 'Oh, God,' Mamoru thought, suddenly getting very anxious in this awkward position. 'Please do not tell me she caught me looking!'
'This is way too uncomfortable for me,' thought Usagi. Mamoru had been looking at her breasts! She had just caught her boyfriend's past-self staring at her. It figured, actually. She couldn't help but giggling at the thought, even though it was a bit uncalled for.
Mamoru had no clue what was going on; he wasn't even sure he was comprehending things correctly. Was that actually Odango Atama, or was that a completely different person who looked spookily like her? It would make sense if it was Odango Atama, considering this person ran right into him, but this girl looked much older, and so beautiful. Almost like a princess..
And now this girl was laughing. This situation was way too odd for him.
"Chibi-usa, I will kill you," she wheezed through her wry laughter. "Oh," Usagi added, "and if you find yourself suddenly non-existent, it's all your fault." Now it was her turn to be looked at curiously.
Suddenly, Mamoru felt a sharp, acute pain ring throughout his body. He quickly doubled over in pain, as his breathing became harsh and quick. Usagi saw this, and knew what was going on immediately. It was what she liked to deem his "Tuxedo Kamen reflexes." And that must have meant that she must have transformed.
Without much thinking, or any real thinking at all, Usagi quickly threw up an arm and pointed in the direction to which she had been running to before she collided with Mamoru. "Go that way!" she shouted to him abruptly.
Mamoru uncurled himself just a little, his eyes watery with pain, to give her the best look of bewilderment he could give her. If Usagi could have only gotten a yen for every strange expression Mamoru had given her that day..
Usagi immediately realized what she had done. She had practically just told him that she knew he was Tuxedo Kamen. 'Smooth move, Usagi,' she thought to herself. She was beginning to feel a bit like an idiot at this point.
"Um." she stammered, "um.I have to...go.somewhere. Ja ne!" With that last word, she quickly took off running in the opposite direction. The whole way Usagi hid her face in her hands. She was soooo screwed.
Once she had left, Chiba Mamoru could only stare after her in amazement. Whatever had just happened was absolutely freaky. That couldn't have been Odango Atama. If it had been, someone might as well just throw him into the straight jacket now.
Usagi had always been pretty, he knew that. He wasn't blind in the least. And he knew that she could be very graceful and coordinated when she put her mind to it, though that wasn't too often. But still, whoever that had been had an air of maturity around her, and a wisdom and power present about her that he never noticed Odango Atama to have. Perhaps he was off his rocker, but she almost reminded him the princess that haunted his dreams each night. The thought sent odd chills down his spine, and a strange feeling in his stomach.
That feeling was quickly outdone as another wave of pain racked his body. He clutched his stomach as he grunted in pain. Not another youma attack! But what could he do? It was his duty to protect Sailor Moon, and he wouldn't trade it for the world. He rather liked being the one that the super heroine Sailor Moon looked up to for help.
He held out his hand as a beautiful red rose in full bloom materialized in it. In no time after that Mamoru was cloaked in the black tuxedo, heavy cape, and tall top hat accompanied with the white mask.
He immediately felt Sailor Moon calling to him, pulling him to where she was. He quickly used this "connection" to find her. And he was off, running to where he knew Sailor Moon would be with the horrible youma attacking her.
He couldn't help but notice, though, that the direction he found himself running in was the same exact one as the Odango-look-alike had pointed to, telling him to "go that way." Was it possible she knew? The thought made his stomach churn. Nobody knew his secret, nobody knew his alter ego. He never told a soul. It was impossible.
And yet, it was as if she knew. Just like she knew all about the youmas, all about the Dark Kingdom, and all about him. He put that feeling aside. Right now he had to protect Sailor Moon. That was his priority.
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Usagi had been running for about three minutes and had already been well gone from Mamoru's sight when she decided to start slowing her pace down. She was in an odd position; that was for sure. She didn't even know how Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen's relationship was at this time. She remembered Tuxedo Kamen as being very mysterious all the time. But, goodness, if she was here for more than a week among her past self and past Mamoru, she wasn't sure if she would be able to keep her mouth shut! She knew she would blurt something out, she always did. And she knew that meeting up with her past self and her friends' past selves was inevitable, so why bother trying to avoid it? Besides, she knew she would need some place to sleep anyway. 1,000 yen would not hold her over for more than a day when it came to food also. She would gladly give them any future information they would want, so long as it did not have anything to do with Mamo-chan or Tuxedo Kamen..
"Oh crap! Tuxedo Kamen!" she quickly called out. She twirled herself around and zoomed back to where she had come from. She wouldn't miss this youma attack for the world. If she was going to be forced to stay in the past, why not have fun seeing the events from the days she missed sorely? This wasn't so bad when she thought about it. She'd just have to avoid Mamoru, that was all..
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And there you have it, the really long chapter 2. I know that in the last chapter I said chapter 2 would be called "Behind the Buildings" but this chapter got so long that I decided to stop where I was, so the NEXT chapter will be the one called "Behind the Buildings." I never did get to the buildings part in this one. Also, you may have noticed I raised the rating to PG-13 also. There were too many sexual innuendoes in the story, so the rating went up. And for a funnier, more interesting, and more catchy plot in future chapters, raising the rating was necessary.
That is really all I have to say for now. Thanks to all who reviewed again and keep them coming!!! ^_^
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