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Incident's Do Happen

by Kimra

Part 3

The lights where out. They had gone out ten minutes before. She had to guess the police or emergency people or who ever was in charge of those sort of things had finally gotten to the power grid. It was as comforting as it was disturbing.

It was comforting because the loose wires that had protruded through bits and pieces of the broken room had carried with them the threat of electrocution. It was disturbing because they where now in complete darkness.

Usagi shivered lightly as thoughts of monsters hidden in the shadows came to mind. She never had been a fan of the dark, it concealed too much.

"Can't even play eye-spy now." She muttered to herself, and maybe to her companion to try and lift the silence that had lingered much longer then the darkness had. Over an hour of sitting around and conversation had continued to dwindle down to nothing. He had made a few brave attempts at conversation, just as she had, but in the end neither of them felt like talking.

He gave a little chuckle at her words however. "Considering the circumstances, even if the lights where on it would have been a waste of time."

"How so?" She breathed too tired to contemplate not conversing and too bored and agitated to not try and distract herself as best can be.

"I spy concrete." He muttered and she had to agree with his cynicism. There was absolutely nothing in the room before the lights where off. It would have been just an exercise in wasting time… an exercise she was quite willing to be a part of at that moment.

"Who do you think will find us first? The Senshi or the Police?"

He let out a loud breath. "I don't really care, as long as someone gets to us before my sanity crumbles."

"I'm that fun to be around ha?" She asked lightly, a little miffed even though she didn't want to be there any longer then she had to either.

"Always." He drawled.

She scowled at his tone. "You know, you're a bit of a jerk. I'm in a crisis and your not being nice to me." Her scowl deepened. "Hero's are meant to be nice!"

"I'm not really cut out for the whole hero thing." He replied plainly.

"But your Tuxedo Kamen!" She protested viciously, unable to believe that the dashing hero was anything but self assured and happy with his line of work.

"Yeah. And your Sailor Moon." He retorted. "Do you feel like a hero?"

"I never really thought…" She paused only a second before continuing bravely. "It just seems everyone else can do it easily, like it's natural for them."

"I doubt anyone can ever be entirely at ease jumping around as a superhero." Was his rational reply.

"I don't know," she began doubtfully "you should see the girls. Their first time fighting Youmas?" She shook her head with the admiration she always felt for her friends. "It was natural for them, they just knew how to do it, where to hit when to fall back. I was always, cry, fall over my own feet, get in everyone's way." She rattled off the list with self annoyance.

"It's part of your charm." He seemed amused.

"Charm? I'd be leaning closer to an idiosyncrasy." She snapped.

"What ever it is, it's how you respond. There's nothing wrong with that." He was trying too sooth her and she appreciated it, but appreciation and belief where not the same thing.

"Except when I put lives on the line." She pointed out tartly.

"When lives are on the line you do what is necessary." He sounded sure.

"Yeah right." She grumbled, not believing him in the slightest.

"I think your afraid." He stated simply.

"Of killing someone? Yes." The conversation was aggravating her.

"Of letting yourself be Sailor Moon." He continued, his voice calm. "When it's just you you never reach your potential. But the moment a life is threatened it's like your another person. You suddenly wont budge, you wont cry and you'll do what ever it takes to protect that life because you know no one else can. Those moment's your Sailor Moon."

"Oh yeah, oh Sage One? What am I every other time? What am I when I'm running away, when my friends are forced into danger because of my stupidity?"

"Your friends can look after themselves. And what you are, is a young girl trying to maintain her identity, trying not to surrender to the trawl of her power."

She tried to think up a quick response, but it took a moment and when she said it there wasn't the bite she had intended in her voice. "Is this psychoanalyze Moon day?"

"You shouldn't look down on yourself so much. You're a great person, you do great things." He sounded certain like he believed in her.

"If I wasn't Sailor Moon, I'd be no-one." She replied softly, feeling empty.

And he was just as certain as before when he replied. "You'd always be someone."

"You sound sure." She wanted to believe him, but no matter what he said he was a hero and he would say anything to make the people around him feel better.

"I doubt anyone who knows you would consider you anything but an extraordinary person." And it sounded like a friend, like a statement made by someone who knew it was true and refused to be doubted and she couldn't bring herself to argue this once and instead let the conversation fall into a thoughtful silence.

*****

Her communicator barely beeped once before she had opened and answer it.

"How's it going?" She asked them casually, as if she hadn't had a building try and fall on her head, as if she wasn't locked in a dark room slowly developing claustrophobia.

"Well, the good news is we got the tapes." Mina in the guise of Venus declared with enthusiasm.

"The bad news?" Usagi asked unsure if she wanted to hear it but knowing it had to be heard.

"Your stuck under a buildings worth of rubble with a hunk?" Mina questioned a little uncertainly.

"Yeah! How is that bad news Moon?" Makoto called from somewhere behind Mina.

"Maybe it's the stuck under a buildings worth of rubble bit!" Rei snapped also from somewhere behind Mina. Usagi ignored the argument that started to form between the two.

"So how's the hunk?" Mina sounded very curious as her eyes flicked about Usagi looking for traces of him. She frowned. "And why is it so dark?"

"I told you that power to the building was cut off Venus." Was Ami's small intrusion and then Mina's expression became mischief.

"Oh… so your stuck in a dark room with the man of your dreams?" She had a wicked smile on her lips. "You sure you want rescuing?"

Usagi fought down ever need to blush she could, aware that he was listening to every word they said. Forcing herself to treat the words like an every day Minako question Usagi ignored and moved on.

"How are you planning to rescue me?" She asked lightly.

Mina looked surprised by the question then frowned. "Oh we hadn't gotten to that."

"You've had over an hour!" Usagi was a little surprised they hadn't done anything faster.

"Well we had to get to the temple, and A-err, Mercury took her time getting here."

"I had to do some scan's of the building before we could make a plan." Ami interrupted sounding as close to annoyed as she ever became.

"And then Luna made us swear we wouldn't try anything stupid until she got here. I don't know why were allowed to try something stupid once she's here but-" Minako shrugged "-that's what she said."

"So. No plan?" Usagi repeated, just to make sure she hadn't misheard the only important part.

"We're working on it, but it's going to be a little difficult." Rei interrupted, her face no appearing on the screen, and Usagi had to guess only Mina had bothered to transform for the communication and none of them would have bothered if they hadn't know Tuxedo Kamen was with her.

"Call me if you think of anything." Usagi stated calmly, and a little annoyed closed the communicator. "You would think they could work a little faster." She muttered to her silent companion.

"I'm sure there going as fast as they can. After all it's not an easy task getting someone out of this kind of a mess. Maybe it will be better to leave it to the rescue workers."

"Oh? And I explain why I'm in here how?"

"I'm sure your friends will think of a way out of here. In the mean time you should relax."

She did as he said only because there was nothing else to do. Stress would not help and she was almost afraid of what thumping the wall and whining would do to the structural integrity of their self designated prison.

Flexing her hands she found something good and laughed. "My hands have healed." She told him, rather then wait for him to ask what she found amusing.

He didn't laugh, but she could tell he was amused when he replied. "So has my wrist." But he let a little concern into his voice when he continued. "How's your arm?"

"I recon it's still broken." She replied nonchalant.

"Does it hurt?"

"Is there a part of me that doesn't?" It had been a stupid question and she hoped he hadn't expected a better answer.

"You should lie down." He sounded concerned still.

"I should think before I do things to. Guess we don't always do what we should." She snapped not liking the babying attitude he was directing at her.

"That's your stubborn way of telling me your not going to lie down just because I suggested it, isn't it? He drawled.

She gave a little smile, unable to remain angry but continued with as much false bite in her voice as she could manage. "Your pretty fast Tux Boy."

There was amusement in his voice. "Tux Boy?"

"You get stuck in a room with me for this long there's no way you don't get a nick name by the end of it. Do you know how hard it is to say 'Tuxedo Kamen' every time you walk by anyway? You couldn't have picked a shorter name?"

"Oh and Sailor Moon is so concise." She could imagine him rolling his eyes as he said it and privately agreed.

"Well, okay… you have a point." She smiled impishly. "But I'm still calling you Tux Boy."

The was a pause she felt before he asked in a very calm unobtrusive voice. "Can I call you Usagi?"

She let her breath out slowly again uncertain of the man sitting next to her. "I don't know." She admitted softly. "If I let you call me Usagi, I'd want to know your name."

"I guess it's Moony then." He replied lightly.

She frowned in spite of herself. "That's a terrible nick name."

"I'm not in the habit of given out nick names." He replied amused.

"What? Never?" She was shocked, it seemed so unnatural.

"Not ones that where particularly liked." And she felt him smirk in the darkness, with a joke she didn't get.

She ignored it and decided to help him along the path of better nick names. "Well you have to make it affectionate, sweet, hmm… and personal as well. If it's not personal it's not as fun."

"You think Tux Boy is affectionate and sweet?" Incredulity was obvious in his voice.

"Well okay, you can overlook those two so long as its personal and funny." She gave a nod into the darkness, to fortify her words, realized he didn't see it and rolled her eyes at herself.

"I'll remember you said that." His voice was a little amused and a little menacing and all at once she wanted to know why it sounded like such a dangerous promise.

"Uh… sure." She replied a little uncertain and defiantly off balance.