Trapped Together till Halloween
By Krysia
CHAPTER 8
Rated: PG-ish
Set: 1st season-ish
e-mail:Krysia2882@hotmail.com
The beeping echoed throughout the apartment as Mamoru and
Usagi looked at one another. Usagi could feel the blush
stain her cheeks as she stared in the beautiful deep blue
eyes of Mamoru. Once the beeping stopped, the apartment
was quiet.
Mamoru, whose momentary embarrassment seemed to fade,
raised an inquiring eyebrow and addressed the blonde
sprawled across him.
"We do have a futon you know. Do you need to lay on top of
me too?"
"Well, it's not my fault we fell like this" she replied
irritably.
"I beg to differ. It was too your fault. If you wouldn't
have tried to hit me, you wouldn't have fallen and created
this mess."
Usagi clamped her mouth shut and resorted to glaring
instead. Very carefully she looked around before trying to
slowly roll off of Mamoru, while maintaining a death grip
on the sleeping bag. Mamoru managed to use his one free
arm to help guide Usagi next to him. Instantly she scooted
away as far as it was possible. After making sure the bag
was tucked in securely around her, a gruff "Night" was
issued before closing her eyes and succumbing to sleep.
"Night Odango" Mamoru whispered affectionately before
drifting off to sleep himself.
A few hours later, Usagi woke from an unusual dream. 'End?'
She yawned and buried herself back in the sleeping bag to
continue sleeping when she felt some movement next to her.
She looked over her shoulder to see Mamoru sleeping
restlessly.
'He must be dreaming' she thought to herself. Mamoru
appeared to be mumbling in his sleep. Curious, Usagi
scooted closer to hear what he was saying. Inch by inch
she moved, until she was practically against him.
"Find…….."
Just then, Mamoru rolled to his side facing Usagi. He
flung his arm across her waist and pulled her up against
him.
Usagi froze. 'Oh man! What am I supposed to do now?' she
wailed internally. In the dark, Usagi could barely make
out his features. She could hear his soft rhythmic
breathing, indicating that Mamoru has settled back into
deep sleep.
She tried to pull away from Mamoru's grasp, but it only
seemed to tighten as she tried to move away. Mamoru
radiated warmth and Usagi again began to succumb to the
pull of sleep.
'Oh well. He seems to have settled down now. I'll just
move away before he wakes up.'
On that parting thought, Usagi turned in the sleeping bag
so that her backside was against Mamoru. He shifted to
accommodate her movements, then again pulled her up against
him. Usagi was already asleep and did not hear Mamoru
whisper into her hair.
"Princess."
AN: Sorry this chapter is so short, but that was how it
seemed to flow. I'll try to make it up on the next one!
By Krysia
CHAPTER 8
Rated: PG-ish
Set: 1st season-ish
e-mail:Krysia2882@hotmail.com
The beeping echoed throughout the apartment as Mamoru and
Usagi looked at one another. Usagi could feel the blush
stain her cheeks as she stared in the beautiful deep blue
eyes of Mamoru. Once the beeping stopped, the apartment
was quiet.
Mamoru, whose momentary embarrassment seemed to fade,
raised an inquiring eyebrow and addressed the blonde
sprawled across him.
"We do have a futon you know. Do you need to lay on top of
me too?"
"Well, it's not my fault we fell like this" she replied
irritably.
"I beg to differ. It was too your fault. If you wouldn't
have tried to hit me, you wouldn't have fallen and created
this mess."
Usagi clamped her mouth shut and resorted to glaring
instead. Very carefully she looked around before trying to
slowly roll off of Mamoru, while maintaining a death grip
on the sleeping bag. Mamoru managed to use his one free
arm to help guide Usagi next to him. Instantly she scooted
away as far as it was possible. After making sure the bag
was tucked in securely around her, a gruff "Night" was
issued before closing her eyes and succumbing to sleep.
"Night Odango" Mamoru whispered affectionately before
drifting off to sleep himself.
A few hours later, Usagi woke from an unusual dream. 'End?'
She yawned and buried herself back in the sleeping bag to
continue sleeping when she felt some movement next to her.
She looked over her shoulder to see Mamoru sleeping
restlessly.
'He must be dreaming' she thought to herself. Mamoru
appeared to be mumbling in his sleep. Curious, Usagi
scooted closer to hear what he was saying. Inch by inch
she moved, until she was practically against him.
"Find…….."
Just then, Mamoru rolled to his side facing Usagi. He
flung his arm across her waist and pulled her up against
him.
Usagi froze. 'Oh man! What am I supposed to do now?' she
wailed internally. In the dark, Usagi could barely make
out his features. She could hear his soft rhythmic
breathing, indicating that Mamoru has settled back into
deep sleep.
She tried to pull away from Mamoru's grasp, but it only
seemed to tighten as she tried to move away. Mamoru
radiated warmth and Usagi again began to succumb to the
pull of sleep.
'Oh well. He seems to have settled down now. I'll just
move away before he wakes up.'
On that parting thought, Usagi turned in the sleeping bag
so that her backside was against Mamoru. He shifted to
accommodate her movements, then again pulled her up against
him. Usagi was already asleep and did not hear Mamoru
whisper into her hair.
"Princess."
AN: Sorry this chapter is so short, but that was how it
seemed to flow. I'll try to make it up on the next one!