Author's Notes: E-oh!! You know, I don't know why I type author's notes... Nobody reads 'em... I'm just probably talking to myself... Of course, THAT would be nothing new... Oh wells... Enjoy (not like you're reading this ANYWAY!!!!!)
Disclaimer: I live in a one-floor-two-family apartment. My room is the size of a SMALL matchbox. Any questions?
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Heaven's Flames
Chapter 7
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Rule #1: Find yourself a place to hide and stay there.
Rule #2: Don't piss off the vampire.
Rule #3: Keep your mouth shut (you'll look more intelligent anyway).
Rule #4: Stay away from anything with black eyes.
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Usagi felt that she was moving.
The blonde's blood-shot eyes snapped open. Her muscles tensed.
"You're awake."
Usagi soon realized that she was being carried a la honeymoon style by Mamoru. She blushed crimson.
"Why... are you carrying me...?" she asked in embarassment.
"Well, after a good half hour of crying," Mamoru began matter-of-factly, "you fell asleep."
"Oh." The blonde sagged in Mamoru's hold. She rested her head on his shoulder. "Sorry..."
"It's all right." Mamoru shifted her slightly in his arms. Usagi blushed deeper. "Are you OK...?" he asked hesitantly.
"Mmm..." she mumbled as an affirmative. Usagi realized that she had her head right next to the bite marks on Mamoru's neck. "Are you...?"
"Me?" Mamoru chuckled dryly. "I'll be fine. It's you I'm worried about..." His voice faded unsurely at the end.
"I'm glad..."
A uneasy silence fell over the two.
Usagi found herself being set down to sit next to Mamoru's sports jacket. She had left it when she ran from the shape-shifter. Her eyes filled at the sight of the flower.
Usagi sucked in a breath as Mamoru gingerly fingered the bruised flesh of her neck. Mamoru drew his hand back a bit, surprised at her reaction. He stared at the blonde for a moment and then slowly, so as to not alarm her, touched the wound again.
"He drew a bit of blood," Mamoru murmered more to himself than to Usagi. "I don't think it's anything too serious. That cut on your forehead, though..."
Usagi winced slightly as Mamoru brushed her bangs away from the wound. The vampire eyed the cut thoughtfully. With a bit of hesitance, Mamoru bit down on his idex finger. A small gasp parted Usagi's lips as blood began to seep from the bite.
"Mamoru...! What are-"
Usagi cut herself off as Mamoru pressed his bleeding finger to the cut on the blonde's forehead. He smeared his blood over her own and then slowly pulled away. Usagi's scalp tingled.
"What did you just do...?" Did she really want to know the answer?
"No clue, but it worked," Mamoru answered nonchalantly.
Usagi eyed the man before her warily. She brought her hand up to her forehead. She squeaked.
"The cut's gone!!"
Mamoru shrugged. "I figured it would work. If I get a cut, it usually heals right away. I thought, that if I put my blood on your wound, it would heal it." He grinned slightly. "Guess it worked."
Usagi gestured towards Mamoru's punctured neck. "So why haven't those healed?"
"They're too deep." He scratched at the bites again. "It'll take a while."
Usagi mentally noted that his voice had seemed softer ever since he saved her. The bites must have really taken it out of him...
"What would I do without you...?" Usagi sighed. "Thank you."
Mamoru grew nervous in an embarassed way. "Only a few more days, Odango... Better not get comfortable with me saving your butt all the time."
Usagi adverted her gaze. He was right, it was already the end of the second day with Mamoru. How *would* she survive without him?
"What's today's rule...?" she asked hoarsely. Mamoru pretended not to notice.
"If you need help, only go to the faries."
Usagi blinked. "In the Fairy Tale Realm?"
Mamoru nodded. "Yeah, they'll pretty much *always* help you out." His face soured. "But they'll annoy you for the rest of your life in return..." He winked at the blonde. "They remind me of you."
Usagi huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. Mamoru grinned. She tossed a pigtail over her shoulder angerily. Her fingers got tangled in the knots.
"Grr..." the blonde grumbled. "Do you have a brush?"
Mamoru slipped her a side-ways-"you've-got-to-be-kidding-me"-glance.
"What the hell do you get the knots out of your hair with then?!" Usagi wailed. She tugged at her messy pigtails.
"I've got short hair," Mamoru replied, "it doesn't really get tangled. And if it does I just wash it and run my fingers through it."
"Great..." Usagi grumbled. "This bites. I'm living off berries, I don't have a brush, I don't have a TOOTHbrush, I haven't showered in TWO days..."
"Oh, that's what that stench is?"
"Shaddup," the blonde hissed. She sighed wearily and stood. "I'm gonna go take a bath."
"And how do you propose to do that?" Mamoru watched her carefully as she brushed past him.
"At that pond with the spring, of course," Usagi replied, as if this was common knowledge.
"MY pond with the spring," Mamoru bit out. It was a fact, not a question.
"Yes," Usagi answered back cheekily, "that one."
"No way!" Mamoru darted in front of her, stopping Usagi in her tracks. "You've contaminated *enough* of my life, thank you. I don't need you taking over my pond too!"
"Fine." The blonde pretended to be hurt. "I'll find some place else."
Mamoru stared at her for a second, contemplating whether she was telling the truth or not. He let her pass reluctantly.
Usagi waved goodbye and skipped off.
"Sucker."
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(AN: I want to end this chapter here SOOOO bad!! But then that wouldn't be too good for my reviews, huh? Eh... The joys of being an author...)
She was there. He could sense it.
The little liar! She said she'd go find her own spot!
"I'm so gullable..." Mamoru muttered under his breath.
He slowly advanced on the weeds surrounding HIS pond and spring. Mamoru could hear slight splashing of water. She was definately there. He reached his hand out to part the weeds but stopped.
If it wasn't just his imagination, then Usagi was on the other side. And she would be under the stream... Mamoru gulped. Naked.
But, the hormone raging portion of Mamoru's brain began, it would only be fair. After all, she walked in on you.
The sensible part of Mamoru's mind argued back with: she did it accidently!
Unfortunately for Usagi (and *fortunately* for the readers!), as been proved before, the sensible portion of Mamoru's mind never really got the last say.
The vampire soon found himself leaning against a tree a few feet away from the spring. Usagi had her back turned and didn't even realize his presence.
Mamoru felt his face grow hot along with a lower region of his body. Damned teenage hormones! Mamoru hadn't felt like this for the past six years. It was driving him to the point of insanity!
The vampire's eyes just stared at the back of Usagi's head for a minute. Her hair was down, sticking to her wet skin. He could just barely make out the dip in the small of Usagi's back through her tumbling mass of drenched hair.
Mamoru felt his head get light and his chest tighten. The desire to touch the girl in front of him was so strong he thought he would burst. His blood was hammering through his veins, giving color to the usually milky white vampire. A light sweat broke out above his upper lip and on his forehead. He never had felt such raging desire for anything before in his whole life!
Mamoru's eyes flew quickly back up as Usagi shifted slightly under the spring. She turned slightly to the side, just enough to let Mamoru get a quick glimpse of the side of her breast.
The raven-haired-hormone-raging teen clenched his fists in order to restrain himself. His eyes roamed down along her body, savoring every inch of the rosy skin. He almost felt disgusted with himself to be watching her like this... *Almost*...
Mamoru noticed that she had turned more fully to him a moment too late.
The vampire had never heard a scream quite so loud in his whole life.
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Author's Notes: I LOVE CLIFF HANGERS!!!
Disclaimer: I live in a one-floor-two-family apartment. My room is the size of a SMALL matchbox. Any questions?
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Heaven's Flames
Chapter 7
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Rule #1: Find yourself a place to hide and stay there.
Rule #2: Don't piss off the vampire.
Rule #3: Keep your mouth shut (you'll look more intelligent anyway).
Rule #4: Stay away from anything with black eyes.
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Usagi felt that she was moving.
The blonde's blood-shot eyes snapped open. Her muscles tensed.
"You're awake."
Usagi soon realized that she was being carried a la honeymoon style by Mamoru. She blushed crimson.
"Why... are you carrying me...?" she asked in embarassment.
"Well, after a good half hour of crying," Mamoru began matter-of-factly, "you fell asleep."
"Oh." The blonde sagged in Mamoru's hold. She rested her head on his shoulder. "Sorry..."
"It's all right." Mamoru shifted her slightly in his arms. Usagi blushed deeper. "Are you OK...?" he asked hesitantly.
"Mmm..." she mumbled as an affirmative. Usagi realized that she had her head right next to the bite marks on Mamoru's neck. "Are you...?"
"Me?" Mamoru chuckled dryly. "I'll be fine. It's you I'm worried about..." His voice faded unsurely at the end.
"I'm glad..."
A uneasy silence fell over the two.
Usagi found herself being set down to sit next to Mamoru's sports jacket. She had left it when she ran from the shape-shifter. Her eyes filled at the sight of the flower.
Usagi sucked in a breath as Mamoru gingerly fingered the bruised flesh of her neck. Mamoru drew his hand back a bit, surprised at her reaction. He stared at the blonde for a moment and then slowly, so as to not alarm her, touched the wound again.
"He drew a bit of blood," Mamoru murmered more to himself than to Usagi. "I don't think it's anything too serious. That cut on your forehead, though..."
Usagi winced slightly as Mamoru brushed her bangs away from the wound. The vampire eyed the cut thoughtfully. With a bit of hesitance, Mamoru bit down on his idex finger. A small gasp parted Usagi's lips as blood began to seep from the bite.
"Mamoru...! What are-"
Usagi cut herself off as Mamoru pressed his bleeding finger to the cut on the blonde's forehead. He smeared his blood over her own and then slowly pulled away. Usagi's scalp tingled.
"What did you just do...?" Did she really want to know the answer?
"No clue, but it worked," Mamoru answered nonchalantly.
Usagi eyed the man before her warily. She brought her hand up to her forehead. She squeaked.
"The cut's gone!!"
Mamoru shrugged. "I figured it would work. If I get a cut, it usually heals right away. I thought, that if I put my blood on your wound, it would heal it." He grinned slightly. "Guess it worked."
Usagi gestured towards Mamoru's punctured neck. "So why haven't those healed?"
"They're too deep." He scratched at the bites again. "It'll take a while."
Usagi mentally noted that his voice had seemed softer ever since he saved her. The bites must have really taken it out of him...
"What would I do without you...?" Usagi sighed. "Thank you."
Mamoru grew nervous in an embarassed way. "Only a few more days, Odango... Better not get comfortable with me saving your butt all the time."
Usagi adverted her gaze. He was right, it was already the end of the second day with Mamoru. How *would* she survive without him?
"What's today's rule...?" she asked hoarsely. Mamoru pretended not to notice.
"If you need help, only go to the faries."
Usagi blinked. "In the Fairy Tale Realm?"
Mamoru nodded. "Yeah, they'll pretty much *always* help you out." His face soured. "But they'll annoy you for the rest of your life in return..." He winked at the blonde. "They remind me of you."
Usagi huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. Mamoru grinned. She tossed a pigtail over her shoulder angerily. Her fingers got tangled in the knots.
"Grr..." the blonde grumbled. "Do you have a brush?"
Mamoru slipped her a side-ways-"you've-got-to-be-kidding-me"-glance.
"What the hell do you get the knots out of your hair with then?!" Usagi wailed. She tugged at her messy pigtails.
"I've got short hair," Mamoru replied, "it doesn't really get tangled. And if it does I just wash it and run my fingers through it."
"Great..." Usagi grumbled. "This bites. I'm living off berries, I don't have a brush, I don't have a TOOTHbrush, I haven't showered in TWO days..."
"Oh, that's what that stench is?"
"Shaddup," the blonde hissed. She sighed wearily and stood. "I'm gonna go take a bath."
"And how do you propose to do that?" Mamoru watched her carefully as she brushed past him.
"At that pond with the spring, of course," Usagi replied, as if this was common knowledge.
"MY pond with the spring," Mamoru bit out. It was a fact, not a question.
"Yes," Usagi answered back cheekily, "that one."
"No way!" Mamoru darted in front of her, stopping Usagi in her tracks. "You've contaminated *enough* of my life, thank you. I don't need you taking over my pond too!"
"Fine." The blonde pretended to be hurt. "I'll find some place else."
Mamoru stared at her for a second, contemplating whether she was telling the truth or not. He let her pass reluctantly.
Usagi waved goodbye and skipped off.
"Sucker."
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(AN: I want to end this chapter here SOOOO bad!! But then that wouldn't be too good for my reviews, huh? Eh... The joys of being an author...)
She was there. He could sense it.
The little liar! She said she'd go find her own spot!
"I'm so gullable..." Mamoru muttered under his breath.
He slowly advanced on the weeds surrounding HIS pond and spring. Mamoru could hear slight splashing of water. She was definately there. He reached his hand out to part the weeds but stopped.
If it wasn't just his imagination, then Usagi was on the other side. And she would be under the stream... Mamoru gulped. Naked.
But, the hormone raging portion of Mamoru's brain began, it would only be fair. After all, she walked in on you.
The sensible part of Mamoru's mind argued back with: she did it accidently!
Unfortunately for Usagi (and *fortunately* for the readers!), as been proved before, the sensible portion of Mamoru's mind never really got the last say.
The vampire soon found himself leaning against a tree a few feet away from the spring. Usagi had her back turned and didn't even realize his presence.
Mamoru felt his face grow hot along with a lower region of his body. Damned teenage hormones! Mamoru hadn't felt like this for the past six years. It was driving him to the point of insanity!
The vampire's eyes just stared at the back of Usagi's head for a minute. Her hair was down, sticking to her wet skin. He could just barely make out the dip in the small of Usagi's back through her tumbling mass of drenched hair.
Mamoru felt his head get light and his chest tighten. The desire to touch the girl in front of him was so strong he thought he would burst. His blood was hammering through his veins, giving color to the usually milky white vampire. A light sweat broke out above his upper lip and on his forehead. He never had felt such raging desire for anything before in his whole life!
Mamoru's eyes flew quickly back up as Usagi shifted slightly under the spring. She turned slightly to the side, just enough to let Mamoru get a quick glimpse of the side of her breast.
The raven-haired-hormone-raging teen clenched his fists in order to restrain himself. His eyes roamed down along her body, savoring every inch of the rosy skin. He almost felt disgusted with himself to be watching her like this... *Almost*...
Mamoru noticed that she had turned more fully to him a moment too late.
The vampire had never heard a scream quite so loud in his whole life.
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Author's Notes: I LOVE CLIFF HANGERS!!!
