Title : "The Comic Book"

Genre: Angst/Drama

Rating: R – just cause everything else I have is

Get out of jail free card : Sailor Moon is owned by Nako T. This is my original idea for a story though so it does belong to me... the characters just don't. Hm. Yeah.

Lightning cracked through the sky, the loud clap of thunder accompanying its charge as it streaked with waves of sound across the sky. She tried to suck in a breath but only inhaled water. Her body rejected it making her lift her head, her mouth spewing the foul liquid onto the watery cement and she coughed more upon the hard surface. Her head wearily collapsed upon the cold cement and before she went unconscious once more she felt gentle hands go under her, lifting her body into the air, away hopefully from the storm.

Hours passed as the watery morning turned into a grave and depressing watery afternoon. The sound of escaping steam from a kettle filled her ears and made her moan at the sound. Warm sheets surrounded her still damp frame and she slowly attempted to open her eyes. After some struggle she battled with her unconsciousness and won, her bright blue eyes blinking open to take in the dim surroundings that enveloped her. She slowly lifted her damp hair from the pillow in an effort to sit up. Gently she placed her feet on the floor, the hardwood beneath her causing her alarm. She stared down at her feet and gulped seeing the brand new low-heeled Mary Janes that hugged to her small feet. Her eyes followed up her legs to the bright yet wet plaid dress that clung to her white skin. She slowly pushed herself to her feet, her finger gently rubbing the thick substance of her dress... it looked and felt brand new. She made her way gradually to a dresser where a mirror rested atop of and she felt her gray sweater, the strong stitches and whole cloth made her blink in alarm... had her clothes changed? She made her way over to the mirror and when her midnight blue eyes met the startled ones in the mirror she gasped horrified at what she saw. Gently she reached up to grasp upon the ball of blonde hair that rested on her head, strands matted and damp clinging to her scalp, neck and back as she followed the long blonde hair down to her knees. A gulp died in her throat as she recognized the figure and she stared helplessly at it... Disbelief and panic surged through her entire form and she quickly left the mirror, bolting towards the window. With one pull she threw open the curtains and stared in shock at the glorious metropolis before her. She clutched her hands to her chest staring at the clean atmosphere which greatly varied from her slums that she knew... then she saw the writing... It was up and down and in Japanese, not the American she knew... A noise in the other room made her jump, her focus going on the door and she started towards it. Her heart beat in her chest so hard she felt as if she would explode. Her pale hand reached for the doorknob and she stared at her digits... they were long and feminine, clean and beautiful. Was this another one of her dreams? How can they be so vivid? Was this heaven? Did God bless her and let her be the thing she had always wished to be so badly?

"I am my dream..." She whispered quietly to herself in almost shock as she pressed herself against the solid oak door. Slowly she turned the handle, the door creaking open to expand into a spacious living room that led to a kitchen. She stepped out, her eyes roaming for any life when they suddenly met dark blue eyes that stared at her with alarm. She froze in her spot staring at the handsome stranger before her... oh but he wasn't a stranger... she knew him... dreamed about him... he was her knight in shining armor. Her hand raised to cover her gaping mouth as tears flooded to her eyes. God had heard her prayer and he had answered it like this? For so many years she had been neglected and thrown away... now she was living the life that had only been reserved for the true dreamers... She was living in a comic book. She pinched herself and relief flooded through her as she felt the pain... This wasn't a dream but oh it had to be!

"Are you all right?" A deep voice asked, startling her from her contemplations and she stared at him, he stood rigid, unmoving across the room in black slacks and a white button shirt that was rolled up to his elbows. He was the epitome of handsome, mystery dripped from his every fiber and he glowed with power. Without knowing what she was doing her shoes carried her across the hard wood floor and she rushed into his safe arms. Alarm passed through him as he stared at her, her arms clutching around his torso, her face buried in his upper chest. "Usagi?" He asked quietly and a sob escaped her chapped lips and died into the air.

"Oh Mamo-chan... it seems like I've waited forever to be held in your arms..." She wept and her voice held such brokenness that he stared at her in awe, his defense crumbling as he stared at the girl huddled in his arms.

"What happened to you?" He asked in the softest whisper, his hands, which had remained by his side in shock slowly reached to push a blonde ringlet from her face.

"I don't remember..." She cried sadly upon his shirt, her voice soft and gentle like he had not heard in a long time. His emotions cracked and he clenched one of his fists trying to resist the urge to pull her into his arms. Slowly her eyes turned to stare into his and his mouth gaped for a few seconds, the eyes that stared into his own were pure and full of fear and confusement. He had been alarmed to find her outside his apartment, collapsed on the sidewalk, nearly drowning in a puddle of rain water. Her outfit had alarmed him more... she had never worn something so normal or beautiful in the last three months... He held out his hands a few inches from her face, his face contorted into confused agony as he stared down upon her. She looked so much like his love... his obsession and a weak painful cry fell from his lips, agony ripping through his insides... this was almost impossible... he of all people knew his Usagi was gone and was replaced with the terror that he himself blamed for creating. "Please protect me... I don't want to be afraid anymore." She whispered, her eyes quivering with tears and Mamoru gasped in a shuddering breath and his arms wrapped around her tightly, hugging her to him.

"Usa... Usa...Usa...." Was all he could utter, the sweet feel of her flesh in his arms was a sensation he had been denied for far too long and he began to weep. She glanced up at her Knight in Shining Armor... she was finally his love... his Princess... Overcoming her fear she reached on her tiptoes, lifting one of her legs as she tried to bring her face close to his. He reached down, cupping her leg by her knee and pulled her halfway into his arms, his hand pressing her inner thigh against his side. He gasped in a deep breath and she gently pressed her lips against his. His arm around her snaked around her back towards her hair to caress her head as his lips drew her closer. He shoved her head more into the kiss, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck as she gave everything she had into their passionate interlude. Overcome with raging emotions tears spilled down his cheeks, the overwhelming sensation filling him of such a complete and brilliant love that when he was forced to tare away from her he cried out. Gently he moved her and laid her on his living room couch, his form crawling on top of her, his hand skillfully wrapping her leg around his as he crawled forward to kiss her neck lovingly. Her arms wrapped tightly around him and pulled him to her lips once more where he delved deep into her sweet hidden taste with his tongue. She gasped for air and begged for more whenever he tried to pull away. His weeping barely slowed and finally he just wrapped his arms tightly around her, collapsing next to her bringing her into his arms tightly crushing her against him as he held her, caressing her face lovingly as he stared.

"I fell in love with you the first moment I saw you..." She whispered out through the heated atmosphere and he stared at her bright blue eyes, seeing such an amazing truth in them that he could only stare in shock at her. Gently he stroked her face, his face contorted into such an anguished joy filled face that he stared at her as if she was a precious dream that would vanish in a matter of moments. She leaned her head against his, her eyes closing. "Tell me you love me... I've waited my whole life to someone say it." She whispered and he sucked in a shattering breath. He kissed her lovingly, his weak lips pressed against hers in a desperate need for love.

"I love you..." He bit out brokenly his whole body suddenly shaking as he held her. She softly rolled on top of him, wrapping her arms around him. A sob tore through his chest and he began to weep once more.

"Don't cry..." She pleaded desperately staring into his face, her fingers gently touching at his skin, trying to always reassure herself that he was real. "I'm never going to leave..." She whispered, her form straddled atop his. He launched forward wrapping his arms around her tightly and he clung holding her in his lap. She gasped, sighing in contentment as she pressed her cheek against his head, her arms wrapping so tightly around him she feared she was hurting him. When she tried to let up he shook his head, gripping onto her.

"Don't let go..." He whispered in her ear and she shook her head, tears of happiness rolling down her cheeks.

"If you always hold onto me I never will..." She responded quietly and he pulled his head away, his hands traveling up her sides to cup her face lovingly. She stared down at him her hands exploring his handsome face and she leaned forward opening her mouth over his, kissing him with all the force she had ever seen on TV or in the movies... yet she never could have dreamed of the ecstasy the simple act brought to her... she would remember this day for the rest of her life. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and clung to him. Minutes passed with them just breathing near one another, their bodies intertwined to where if one of them even tried to move to get up they would topple to the floor in a heap, combined. Gently she lifted her head, tucking a blonde strand of hair behind her ear as she stared into his dark mysterious eyes.

"What day is it?" She asked quietly and he blinked opening his eyes to stare at her. Gently he pulled her from his body and stood, pulling her up next to him. He held tightly to her hands, having her chest pressed against his, her body telling him in more then one way that she was still wet and cold.

"What day do you think it is?" He asked gently and she shook her head staring at him with confusement.

"The 12th..." She replied quietly and seemingly all of the air left his lungs. He leaned forward wrapping his arms around her tightly. He let out a deep breath and looked back at her with a smile and nodded.

"It is the twelfth..." He said looking at her with a smile and she looked at her wrist to see no watch resting there.

"What time is it?" She asked quietly and he glanced at the clock on the wall that had struck five O'clock twelve minutes ago.

"Almost quarter after five..." he whispered rubbing his hands down her shoulders and she looked up at him.

"Where are my friends?" She asked and he paused looking at her, his eyes searching her own. "Are they ok?" She asked tentivly and he nodded softly. He gently rubbed her damp cotton sweater between his fingers and he peeled it off of her shoulders. A shuddered breath left her lips as he leaned forward, his chest purposely pressing up against hers as he removed the sleeves of her sweater.

"Do you want to go see them?" He asked quietly near her ear as he pulled away. She nodded numbly, staring at him, her hand sliding to the side of his neck, a gulp dying down her throat, her heart racing, an odd tingling forming in the pit of her stomach.

"Will you take me?" She asked quietly and he gently rubbed his hand down her side and a shiver ran down her spine, her eyes fluttering closed then open locking back on his face. He gently placed a butterfly kiss on her forehead and a sighing breath escaped her lips. "Before I become completely lost in you?" She asked breathlessly as she clasped onto his hand bringing it to her lips. He chuckled lightly and smiled at her.

"Let me dry your sweater..." He whispered quietly and pulled away from her. A gasp escaped her lips as if her lifeline had departed from her and she was left desolate in the open air. After a few moments he returned and placed the dry, warm sweater on her shoulders. Lovingly he pulled her fingers and arms through the sleeves and he gently clasped onto her pale cold digits. She followed him to the door and they left.

They rode silently through the storm, his red sports car smoothly making curves as he headed towards the only spot he knew the girls would be on such a rainy day. Occasionally he glanced at the woman who sat across from him and different scenarios played in his head. He never got far in his assumptions because she would just pop into his mind, her lips and body pulling him along a different route to scenes and feelings he hadn't explored in over three months... God how he had missed her. Fearing it would end he clasped her hand bringing the cold hand to his face and kissing it lovingly. She moved towards him, curling into his side and he let out a deep breath, his arm wrapping around her.

"Do you still have your motorcycle?" Her quiet voice suddenly asked and he nodded glancing at her oddly that she would bring up such a thing... she hated his motorcycle...

"Yes... it's in the garage... I didn't want you to get more wet then you already were..." Mamoru replied gently and she nodded, burying her face into his coat.

"Will you take me for a ride one day?" She asked gently, her hand moving up his chest. A breath caught in his lungs at her touch and he nodded, taking another curve towards his best friends establishment.

"Of course." He replied shakily and they finished the ride in silence. He pulled into a parking spot along the road near the Crown Game Center and glanced at his love as he shut off the car. She scrambled to get out of her seat belt and he scrambled out of the car as well, both escaping at the same time. She quickly walked towards the center and a fear clutched in his chest.

"Usagi!" He called as he followed after her, the rain pelting on him.

The hiss of the arcade doors filled the air as two new strangers walked in. Silence suddenly filled the room as the first person was identified. She stepped forward, water dripping from the edge of her dress, her blonde hair newly damp.

"Usagi..." Mamoru gulped from behind her, following her inside. She turned to him and smiled, letting out a shocked breath.

"This is my favorite place..." She whispered shyly and he nodded slightly.

"Yes." He replied and she turned back to look at those gathered in the amusement center/cafe. Five faces stared at her with wonder and confusement.

"My friends..." She whispered quietly and Mamoru stepped forward, putting his hands on her shoulders, his forehead leaning against the back of her head. She clasped onto his hand, tears filling her eyes. The sound of shattering glass filled their ears suddenly and her bright blue eyes turned to stare into shocked violet ones, the remains of a chocolate milkshake dripping onto the floor. "Rei." She blurted out suddenly and Rei stood staring shocked at the girl that stood before them, dressed in something they assumed she would never be caught dead in last week...

Motoki suddenly moved from behind his counter and stalked towards them. Usagi turned her eyes towards him and he stopped in his tracks and stared helplessly at her. Finally he sucked in a deep breath, regaining his courage as he pointed a finger at her.

"Now listen here Usagi or Max whoever the hell you are..." He began sternly. "If your here to cause trouble again I'm going to ban you from my Arcade." He announced and Usagi's mouth dropped shocked as she stared at him. What was he talking about? The doors to the arcade suddenly hissed open and Mamoru turned his head to look. She turned as well and she stared at a young girl of about ten who was roughly pushed inside.

"Small Lady?" She said in confusement and the young girl's head snapped up, her damp pink locks framing her young face. A hand suddenly pushed the girl forward again making her trip to the floor. A horrified gasp escaped Usagi's lips and she moved away from Motoki and Mamoru's grasp. "Rini!" She called and suddenly she came face to face with a dark man. He grinned wickedly at her, his hand circling around her waist to rest on her bum. She groaned and tried to move away from him.

"Where have you been!? I've been looking all morning for you sugar..." He hissed and tried to kiss her. Usagi cried out in alarm and pushed herself away from him, launching herself onto the floor. She let out a startled scream.

"Get away from me!" She cried out, trying to back away to where Rini was. Mamoru rushed forward but Motoki grabbed his arm pulling him back.

"When I call the cops I don't want you arrested..." Motoki hissed and Mamoru stared with hatred at the contempt man who had taken his love from him. Usagi made her way to Rini and gently pulled her into her arms.

"Who the heck is that?" She asked as she pulled herself to her feet, along with Rini. Rini wrenched away from her grasp, staring at her with fear. "Rini?" Usagi asked shocked at her action.

"Who the heck am I?" The man bellowed and moved forward. Usagi gasped and his hand clasped around her arm roughly pulling her to him.

"No!" Mamoru yelled and Motoki grasped onto him firmly. The man chuckled deeply, his leather jacket clinging to his greasy skin as he pulled Usagi up against him. Her face contorted into disgust.

"Aw... the ex is still sore I see..." The man laughed and Usagi's eyes widened and stared horrified at Mamoru.

"Ex?" She squeaked and he looked at her sadly.

"Darling don't tell me you forget dumping the pretty boy for me..." He hissed, his tongue moving out to lick her ear. She squealed in terror and tried to move away from him.

"Revolting! Get away from me! Mamoru!" She screamed and tried to escape from his clutches. He grabbed her spinning her around.

"What are you doing?" he yelled at her and she began hitting him.

"Stop touching me!" She cried and tried to lunge away but he grabbed her, her feet coming out from under her, his arms being her only support as she tried to steady herself.

"You belong to me!" He cried tightening his grip, which made her cry out in pain. Mamoru flinched and tried to move forward again but Motoki dug his fingers into his skin.

"I belong to no one! And if I did it would be Mamo-chan and never you.... Mamo-chan!" Usagi cried once more and Mamoru broke away from Motoki. In one stride he was by her side, his fist interacting with the man's face, his love tripping into his arms. She climbed into his arms holding onto him tightly as she tried to suck in air. "Mamo-chan.." She whimpered and he held onto her tightly.

"Shhh... he will never touch you again... I'll make sure of that." Mamoru hissed and the man stared at him from the floor, blood pouring from his nose. The girls quickly made their way across the room, one picking up Rini as they stayed a few yards away from Mamoru and Usagi. Suddenly they heard a deep chuckle from the floor. Usagi and Mamoru turned to stare as the man stared at them with an evil glint.

"Go ahead and take her... she will run back to me like she did before... Face it Chiba... you will never make her squeal like I can..." The man laughed and Motoki grabbed his collar pulling him to his feet.

"Out now Conrad..." He barked as he tossed the trash out into the street. Usagi's face contorted into disgust and she screamed into Mamoru's chest, her legs bending in shock and horror.

"Oh my God!" Usagi cried out in disbelief and Mamoru looked down at her and she looked up at him with fear and confusement. "Mamoru...." She cried and kept sucking in deep breaths afraid of what to say or even to think. "I don't even know who he is!" She cried and he nodded gently, caressing her cheek. She suddenly felt as if she was going to hurl and gagged.

"I know..." He whispered quietly and the others stared at him with disbelief and shock.

"All right... the arcade is closed!" Motoki suddenly yelled as he began to usher his other customers out of the room and finally once it was only the eight of them he locked the doors and walked back to them.

"Some one better do some explaining... and now." Rei hissed staring with disgust at the form Mamoru held protectively in his arms. Mamoru turned dark eyes towards her and she pursed her lips together staring at who he was holding in his arms.

"She has amnesia... it's the only explanation." He whispered quietly and Usagi moaned into his jacket.

"My God what kind of monster has she become?" She wept and he gently rubbed his face against hers. Everyone stared at them in shocked silence for a long moment. None of them knowing what they were to do next... Usagi was back... but for how long before she would turn again and desert them all?

"She? What are you talking about?" Mina asked a little bit more roughly then she wanted to but it was how she had to handle Usagi now... sadly...

She suddenly gulped and her fingers clutched onto Mamoru's shirt. Her mind swirled... She was Usagi now, Tuskino Usagi and these were her friends and protectors... she was in the arms of her Prince and one true love... It seemed right but everything was all wrong.

"Me... I meant me..." She mumbled quietly and Mamoru stared at them.

"She is your Princess..." He began but Rei cut him off and came forward, grasping onto Usagi's arm, yanking her away from Mamoru.

"This is not our Princess!" She screamed holding the form away from her with disgust. She stared at the creature, ready to defend herself because she knew Usagi would fight back. "She's nothing more then the slum out on the streets." Rei hissed, her eyes burning with rage and hatred.

"No!" Usagi cried out trying to break free from the hurtful grasp of her friend. Rei released her letting her form fly to the floor.

"Stop it!" Ami yelled pushing Rei out of the way, standing in between them. "Violence never solved anything." Ami hissed remembering the last time she had to pull Usagi and Rei apart... their fists bearing, their hatred for one another filling the air. Usagi sat on the floor with shock, staring up at them all, emotional pain surging through her limbs.

"How can you justify that as violence... the baby didn't even fight back." Rei growled and Ami turned to stare at Rei then at Usagi on the floor.

"Aren't we supposed to protect the world against Violence? What kind of a team are we if we promote it!" Usagi suddenly yelled and Rei gasped staring at her with a look of shock.

"This... from you..." Makoto said finally in disbelief and Mamoru reached down pulling her to her feet.

"Don't you understand that she doesn't even know what she's done to us?" Mamoru growled and Usagi broke away from him and walked a few steps away.

"What have I done?" She asked in a fearful whisper and they stared at her.

"You killed Sailor Moon." Minako said soberly and they stared at her. She slowly began to back up, her head shaking fervently from side to side, trying to deny it.

"No... I don't believe it!" She cried, her voice cracking. "It can't be true! What could have ever driven me to such measures... Aren't I the hero? Isn't my life suppose to be perfect... with the perfect man... the perfect daughter... the perfect friends... where did it go? I didn't come here from hell to enter into a new one where everything I believed in is distorted!" She cried, her face contorting into agony and she ran from the room, pushing against the sliding doors till they opened, letting her admittance into the pouring rain outside.

"Usagi!" Mamoru yelled running after her but Rei raced after him, stepped in front of him, her form halting him in his tracks.

"Can't you see its just one of her tricks?" Rei asked, tears welling in her cold eyes.

"Where you even listening to her?!" He yelled and she nodded sadly, a tear sliding down her cheek.

"She's never coming back Mamoru... let her go... our Princess is gone." She hissed and he pushed her out of the way.

"You may give up but I never will..." He yelled pointing a finger at her as she fell into Minako's arms. "Too much of my happiness depends on it." He said, glancing briefly at the young girl who stared up at him with bright red eyes. Ami gently grasped Rini's hand staring at him. He quickly walked out of the game center and into the rain, his car soon speeding off down the street.

"Mamoru..." Rini mumbled sadly and Makoto quickly put a rain jacket over Rini's small frame.

"Time to go home kiddo..." She mumbled gently and gently her finger reached to wipe a tear off of Rini's face.

"I don't know what to believe..." Motoki suddenly said, running a hand through his hair. "I mean she was here just two days ago causing terror and pain... and now she's a disheveled mess, a picture of what she use to be before any of her pain ever happened. What if Mamoru's right... what if she really has amnesia? What if she really is our Usagi again?" Motoki asked looking at them hopefully.

"Motoki..." Rei said looking at him. "Amnesia can be cured... once she realizes what she's doing she'll drop us again..." She hissed and then she too stormed out into the raging weather. Motoki watched sadly as they singly filed out leaving him alone in the game center.

"I still want her to be our Usagi..." He mumbled quietly.

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She ran as fast as her legs would carry her down the lane, her legs taking on a mind of their own, leading her hopefully to her own home. Finally she stopped before the two story building which she recognized. Pushing away the picket fence she raced towards the door and banged upon it, her cold fingers grasping around the handle, her frame falling into the house.

"Mom?" She asked weakly as she tried to get to her feet. "Dad?" She asked breathlessly, hope flickering into her eyes as she tried to rise, seeing a familiar living room and she walked quietly towards the kitchen. "Sami?"

"Stop right there!" A sharp voice suddenly yelled and she jumped back, bumping into a table, almost stumbling to the floor. She stared down a plastic barrel to the cold eyes of her younger brother. She gasped staring at him.

"Sami..." She began but he pulled the gun away staring at her with contempt.

"What do you want now? Is it holloween are something? You decided to dress like a normal person..." He hissed and Usagi shook her head confused.

"What are you talking about?" She asked quietly, her voice cracking once more. No... why was everything so horribly ruined? "It's me... Usagi... this is how I should always be..." She cried and he laughed at her.

"Tell that to your slimeball boyfriend Conrad..."

"No! Mamoru is my boyfriend... I hope..." Usagi retorted and Sami stared at her and narrowed his eyes.

"Get out of here before Mom sees you... I won't let you cause her anymore pain then you've already done."

"Sami I swear I would never cause her pain..." Usagi cried and he poked at her with his gun.

"Liar! You always cause us pain! It's the only thing your good at now!" He yelled and she shook her head desperately.

"Please Sami... you have to believe me that I'm not like that anymore!" She cried and he pushed her towards the door.

"Go away and never come back!" He screamed and Usagi broke into tears and quickly retreated the house... she ran down the walk into the open streets of Tokyo and let out a scream of agony.

"God!" She cried. "What did I do? Is this my hell?" She cried her form collapsing on the cold asphalt and she wept bitterly... she was having a hard time deciding which life was worse... the one before or the one she was in now.

What do you think? A little corny I realize but you will see why when you discover how old she is... or it just could have been just really corny...

- Marronette