Majestic Note: I had planned to post this chapter much earlier, but this place would not let me upload. This is the second to last chapter, but to see the latest version of this story and whatever I write next, please go to foreverfandom. My pen name there is also Majestic Weirdo. You can find this story in the recently added section or if you search fo "Sunset". My story has a banner with a sunset and H&U to the side, so if you look for it in the recently added section, it won't be too hard to find. Thanks for reading, and I like the reviews. I'm open to ideas for other Sailor Moon stories to write, so review or e-mail if you have a something good.

Usagi woke up at 1:00 in the afternoon. She sat up on the bed, wincing at the pain between her legs, and looked around. Haruka was looking at her from a rocking chair across the room.
"Are you hungry? I bought some food earlier today."
Usagi nodded. She was still tired; she needed at least three times this amount of sleep especially after that horrible night. Haruka had decided to anally rape her as well. Her excuse was that she "hadn't been able to sleep".

"I'm starving," she said, trying not to remember what had happened.
"It's at the table, you'll have to go down to get it," Haruka tempted. "There's cake too."
That was more than enough to get Usagi going. Just the promise of a lick of the frosting would have been enough.

Usagi had only swung her legs over the bed when the pain in her groin intensified. She moaned, doubling over and clutching her stomach. Usagi knew that she could never even make it down the stairs. She could feel Haruka's eyes still on her.
"Are you okay?" Haruka asked.
"No, I am not okay!" Usagi cried.
"What is wrong?"
Usagi stared back at Haruka. What a cruel joke. "You could have been more gentle!"

Haruka had no idea what Usagi meant. She remembered fondling the woman, but she hadn't hurt her in any way. "What are you talking about, Usagi?" she was probably just making up something stupid to get an extra piece of cake.
Usagi began to cry for the billionth time. "You know what you did, Haruka. Last night you…you know what you did to me!" she cried. Haruka was staring at her with a look of confusion; she didn't even seem to care. The pain was much worse than it had been last night.

"Usagi, I have things to do, so if you need something, can you just tell me?" Haruka asked. The way she was holding her stomach, Haruka figured that she might be having her period. She went over to Usagi; the backside of the gown she was wearing and the part of the bed on which she had been lying was stained a deep red. "Usagi! If it was your time of the month, you could have told me! Look at this mess," she screamed, pointing at the bed. And Usagi was wearing Michiru's favorite gown, of all things.

"I'm not on my period! I'm probably not even bleeding from there."
"What in the world are you talking about?" Haruka had almost had enough. Actually, she had had more than enough. "Can you at least get up and take that off so I can wash them?"
"You are the one who did this to me! It hurts so bad!" Usagi remembered the pain she had experienced during birthing to be deal less than what she was going through now.

"Me?" Haruka asked, pointing to herself. "And how do you suppose I did this?"
Usagi pointed to the floor "With that."
Haruka gasped when she saw her strap-on. Usagi would not have moved something like that from her drawer; cookies were much more of her style than sex toys. "I didn't do anything with that," she insisted, not wanting to believe that she had done anything with it to Usagi. "Will you please stop pretending and get out of bed?"

Usagi cried harder.
"Usagi…" Haruka started; she had no idea of how to finish. She reached to comfort her put Usagi backed away from her hand as she was about to place it on her shoulder, crying out again as she did.
"Usagi…do you really mean this?" By Usagi's actions, she was beginning to believe her.
"It was that stuff you drank last night, wasn't it? You had a headache didn't you? Mamoru never acts like…like that. He just… ignores me for a while."

Haruka did have a headache, but it had drowned out to a low drone after taking a pain reliever. Haruka still couldn't believe that she had drunk enough for her to rape Usagi, let alone make her bleed. She took a closer look at the strap-on; it was covered in dried blood. Haruka stepped back, startled, nearly knocking over a potted bonsai.
"I really don't remember anything…I…I am so sorry…I didn't mean to hurt you Usagi."
Usagi didn't respond. Haruka looked further around the room. Usagi's underwear was on the floor, along with two pairs of handcuffs and a rope. There were dark rings around Usagi's wrists and feet. Haruka's lips quivered.

"Could you get me some of that cake? I don't think I'll be able to get it myself." Usagi never stopped thinking of food.
Haruka was too flabbergasted to answer but left the room to get the poor thing her cake. She still had some strong semi-narcotic pain relievers left from her last bike accident. Haruka could easily hide in the cake to present her some relief. She could even crush a few pills on top of it and tell her that it was powdered sugar; Usagi would never know the difference. Haruka decided to do just that.

Haruka couldn't believe that this was happening. How could she have done that to Usagi? It looked as if she had lost a gallon of blood. Usagi's face lit up when she reentered the room. She hadn't moved since she first sat up, but offered her hands to take the plate consisting of the extra-large piece of cake. Usagi ate the entire thing in two bites, dropping one of the strawberries on the bed, adding to the red stains. Haruka watched the woman have a mental debate with herself before she popped it into her mouth. Usagi belched loudly.
"That was good."

"Listen, Usagi," she asked as kindly as she could, "Please do not tell anybody about this. I didn't mean to hurt you. I would never purposely do anything to hurt you."
Usagi nodded. "You weren't yourself. I think I understand. It's Michiru, huh?"
Haruka hadn't even thought about her today. Usagi sure did take her mind off of things. Haruka just shook here head. Usagi had a huge mouth; she could imagine here going to the police and telling them what she had done. It would be in the headlines too.

"Haruka? Was there something in that cake? I feel dizzy."
Haruka had out three large pills in the cake and Usagi was a small person; it wasn't surprising that her body had reacted so quickly.
"Yes. It will help with the pain." A little honesty could not hurt at his point. "If you feel tired, just go to sleep. You will feel better later. Would you like something to drink?"
"No thank you." Usagi couldn't think of what it would feel to urinate, or even worse, defecate.
Haruka stroked Usagi's cheek. "I am so sorry."

Haruka ran a tub of water in the bath and then sat next to Usagi on the non-crimson portion of the bed. She waited five more minutes for he medicine to kick in further before she unbuttoned the back of the gown and pulled it off of Usagi. She was naked underneath.
"What are you doing?" Usagi's voice was groggy.
"I need to wash this or the stain will never come out. I guess I saw you already, so does it really matter?" Haruka lifted Usagi into her arms like a baby and bent down to pull of the sheet. The blood was on the mattress too, but she would clean that later. Haruka went into the bathroom and gently placed her on the porcelain seat in the shower. She turned it on.

"Do you think that you can manage to not drown while I take care of those stains? I assume that you would rather wash yourself." Haruka handed Usagi a new bar of soap and a washcloth. "There is shampoo right next to you, if you want to wash your hair. When you are finished you can relax in the tub."
Usagi agreed, trying to ignore the fact that her entire field of vision was spinning.

Haruka took the sheet and gown along with other similar colors of clothing to the laundry room across from the hall. Haruka poured almost an entire bottle of stain remover onto both and them separating them into two washers and putting the other clothes into their respective washer. Haruka sniffed the air. The air was heavy with the odor of detergent, but a strangely familiar fragrance was also present. Then Usagi screamed; she sounded as if she were about to be murdered.

Haruka ran back to the room after setting the water to the highest temperatures. Usagi was lying on the shower's floor, blocking the drain, and surrounded by tinted water. Haruka pulled the naked woman back up and sat her down again.
"What happened?"
"The soap fell. I slipped when I reached down to get it."
Haruka picked up the bar of soap and handed it to Usagi. She should have known that she would lose her balance. She was incredibly unbalanced when she wasn't drugged.
"Did you hurt yourself?"
Usagi pushed back a rude response and shook her head no.

"Do you need help?"
Despite how much it revolted her to have Haruka's hands back on her body, she knew that she would never become clean without assistance. "Yes. I do."
Haruka took the soap to Usagi's body, trying to lather her gently, but not fondly. She then rubbed it off with the cloth, being sure to get rid of blood that had been caked on her inner thighs. Haruka squeezed some of the contents of the shampoo into her hand and worked in throughout the lengthy blond hair. Haruka rinsed her hair, turned off the shower and pulled Usagi out.

Haruka's clothes were soaked after she placed Usagi it the tub, but she didn't care; it was just water. Usagi was what needed caring for.
"I hope the water isn't too hot." Haruka said. "Do you want bubbles or anything?"
"No, it's fine," Usagi answered nearly submerging her body in the tub to only have her face out of the water.
"Okay." Haruka didn't know what else to say or offer. Usagi's nipples were also sticking out of the water like miniature pink domes. Haruka tried not to notice, but she began to understand how Usagi could have turned her on in her drunkenness.

Haruka sat down on a cushioned stool on the other end of the grand bathroom. She could see Usagi's position in the tub, but not the (beautiful) fine details of her (beautiful) body. Usagi's mouth was out of the water, and that was what mattered.
"Would you like some music?" Haruka had to break the silence.
"What do you have?"
"Never mind." Her large selection of classical music would not consist of anything that would interest Usagi.

Usagi dunked her head under the water and bobbed back out, expelling a stream of water from her mouth in an arch like a fountain. She went down again, delaying her time under, but came back up before she could begin to worry Haruka. Usagi dunked one more time, but didn't come back up. Haruka waited about forty seconds before she bothered to rush to the tub and pulled her limp body from the tub. Haruka had readied to pump Usagi's (beautiful) chest when she realized that it was steadily moving up and down.

"Usagi? How could you scare me like that?" she screamed in the woman's face. The floor was a soppy mess.
Usagi did not respond. Haruka lightly slapped her cheek; Usagi did not move.
"Usagi? Stop playing around."
"GIVE ME BACK MY COOKIE!" Usagi screamed, arching up and socking Haruka in the nose. She crumpled back to the floor an instant later.

Haruka jumped up, slipped on the wet floor, and fell painfully back down on her rump. Her nose was bleeding, but it apparently not broken. Usagi was sleeping, and dreaming about food as usual. Haruka held her smarting nose and tilted her head up to stop the bleeding. She always chose the worse times to go to sleep. Usagi would have drowned and not even woken up if she had not been watching her. Haruka sighed and wrapped Usagi in a towel and put her in one of the chairs in the bedroom while she soaked up the water with another towel and removed the plug in the tub.

Haruka took a clean set of sheets from a drawer and put them on the bed. She picked Usagi up again and put her in the bed, securing the blankets tightly around her just in case another one of her cookies was taken. Her arms were rather sore from towing the woman around, but at least Usagi would be out for a while. Haruka went to the kitchen and brought Usagi's lunch upstairs, placing the assortment on top of the dresser. She had added another "powdered" piece of cake also; Usagi would need it for the pain when she woke up.

This was all much too stressful for Haruka. She could feel the blood vessels pulsing in her forehead and all of her fingers were convulsing violently. Haruka went down to the bottom floor and entered the composition room. Her piano always eased her mind. There was something about it that was very peaceful. Her grand piano was one of the only things that she had left from her mother, beside her large estate. She had passed away shortly after her father had had died of attack. Her mother had always been there for her. The piano always reminded her of all of the wonderful times that they had shared.

Haruka practiced her latest compositions until her fingers ached from the carpal tunnel that she had developed. She went back up to her bedroom; it looked as if Usagi had just woken up. Usagi was moaning, but exclaimed in glee when she saw the food next to her. She stuffed her face, forgetting about all of the terrible pain that she must have been in. Haruka would have laughed, but she knew this was not the time. She really wanted to reach out to Usagi, but she knew that if she tried to console her, she would probably make her less comfortable.

"Hey Usagi? Do you want to go to the beach? We could see the sunset? It is in about an hour and a half. We could make it if we left real soon. I washed your clothes, but if you want to wear something else, maybe something of Michiru's would fit you," Haruka said in one breath. She had a feeling that she had said something similar earlier. "Maybe you could wear one of her older swimsuits?" Michiru was about five inches taller than Usagi. Haruka hadn't thought about the fact that Michiru had left all of her belonging, even her violin.

Usagi was not sure that she wanted to spend any time in public right now. She had seemed to have stopped bleeding, but she was still feeling terrible. The new medicine had begun to take effect, and the medicine Haruka had given her earlier had yet to wear off, but she could still feel much of the pain. She definitely did not want to be in a swimsuit if she started to leak or be anywhere near salt water. That reminded her, she needed to take a leak.
"Haruka? I think I will wear my own clothes, but I really need to pee first. Could you please help me?"
"Sure."

Haruka helped Usagi walk from the bed this time; it might have hurt a bit, but she couldn't carry her around forever. Usagi limped slightly even with her arm around her. She didn't seem to be uncomfortable in her nakedness. Haruka wondered if it was the medicine. She sat Usagi on the toilet and waited. Usagi released her bladder one drop at a time, groaning as she did. Haruka felt even worse about herself as she listened to Usagi's attempt to urinate. She finished three minutes later. Haruka took Usagi off of the toilet before she flushed. It was quite a relief when she saw that the content of the bowl was simply yellow and not red. She handed Usagi a wad of toilet paper.
"You can do that yourself…right?"
"You can do that yourself…right?"
"Yeah." Usagi took the paper and carefully dabbed herself dry.

"Can I have my clothes now?"
"Sure." Haruka handed her the neatly folded pile and turned around while she changed. She didn't know why, since she was putting something on, but it seemed natural.
"Hey, could we pack a picnic?" Usagi asked, suddenly excited again.
"You never are full, are you, Koneko?" Haruka asked.
"Nope."
"I guess we can…I think I got enough food."
"YAY!" Usagi jumped up in girlish glee. She didn't seem to be in any pain at all.
Nothing would have made Haruka happier, beside Michiru, of course, but this would not be a good time for her to be home, anyway.

"Which car do you want to take?" There were several of hers to choose from.
"How about the blue convertible? The one that goes extra fast?"
"Sounds good, but what food do you want to take?"
"All of it! And the rest of that cake too!"
"Uhh…I will take what will fit? Okay?" She did owe it to Usagi. In fact, she would have let Usagi eat everything she had if it let her be forgiven.

Haruka packed towels, tatami mats, sandals, and all of the food she could fit in the rest of the compact back seat and trunk. She had put on a green swimsuit and toped it with a pair of shorts and a light jacket. She brought another for Usagi. She had settled Usagi in the front seat next to hers. Usagi had begun to sing in her wailing voice even before Haruka had started the car. Haruka could barely understand the words due to Usagi's constant change of pitch. She didn't say anything to her. She just hopped that it did not cause them her to have an accident. Usagi continued singing her incomprehensible songs throughout the hour ride. Haruka was amazed that she hadn't been pulled over, she wanted to get to the beach as fast as she could if Usagi was going to torture her like this.

There weren't many people at the beach today. It didn't surprise her; today was especially chilly, and also, there were more rocks than sand on the beach, so it wasn't the most populous. Haruka left Usagi in the car while she set the mats and food on a bed of rock. She came back for Usagi a couple minutes later, but she was already out of the car, bending over to look at something large and gleaming on the ground. Usagi plucked it up and proudly displayed her finding to Haruka.
"That's a nice shell you've got there." Haruka tried not to sound disinterested. Shells weren't her thing. In fact, she really didn't like the ocean. Most of the times that she went were only because Michiru wanted to go, but the sunset display here was incredible. "You can take the hope if you want. I think that is an abalone?" She was never too sure of what all of the shells were called, but she could have fooled Usagi into thinking that it was a calculator if she had called it that.

"Lets eat!" Usagi exclaimed, prancing with the nimbleness of an intoxicated sailor toward the mats.
Haruka ran after her; the woman would probably fall off of a cliff and kill herself. If she were to have an autopsy, they would find out about what had happened to her and all of the drugs that she was pumped with, and guess who was in care of her last? Guess whose fingerprints were all over her body?
"STOP!" Haruka shrieked. She could not let that happen. "You'll hurt yourself!"
Usagi ignored her, teetering on the edge of a rock and nearly tripping. Haruka caught her by the waist before she could topple into the ocean. If that had happened, there was no way that she would go in after her. There would have been two casualties; she couldn't swim anything like Michiru could.

Haruka released Usagi's body and led her by the hand to their place. She sat down and took a sandwich before Usagi could finish them all off. Usagi started with the entire half of cake, then ate all of the sandwiches besides the one that Haruka had taken for herself, and then drank her entire thermos of cool water.
"I'll save the rest for later. Wake me up before it starts, okay?" Usagi leaned against Haruka's shoulder and fell asleep before she could say anything about it. She jiggled her shoulder to try to get her off, but Usagi seemed to be glued there. Haruka sighed and laid her down on the mat. Usagi's mouth hung open in the most disturbing expression ever. It was the expression someone might have had while they were masturbating or having some sexual act performed on them. Haruka turned Usagi the other direction. It wasn't because it was disgusting her, it was because it was turning her on. In fact, that was very much like what Michiru's face had looked when she had made love to her.

She was faking it.

Haruka suddenly felt angry with herself for thinking such a thing. She looked back at Usagi. Her short skirt and rode up to expose her bare thighs and half of her crack. Somehow her underwear had managed to disappear between her i>beautiful /i> cheeks. Haruka stared for a moment and then abruptly scolded herself again, but she couldn't help it. She looked at Usagi several more times before she gathered the courage to pull her skit back down over her legs. Haruka had just taken hold of the skirt when Usagi decided to wake up.

"What are you doing, Haruka?" She was staring at her with great suspicion.
"I was just… youhadsomethingonyourskirtyouknowthatididntmeananythingbyitiamsosorrybutijusthadtodoit. " Haruka said it all as one word.
"Huh?"
"Want some chips?" Haruka asked, desperately trying to change the subject.
Usagi was already stuffing her face.
"Hey, it is going to start soon."

Usagi finished the food and looked up at the sky. The clouds were already a beautiful a shade of pink, and sun was a golden ball hovering just over the horizon. Usagi gawked in amazement as the clouds turned from pink to red, to purple and to pink again as the sun gleamed orange and disappeared beneath the waves. The sky faded to a dark blue and the moon was bright in the sky before Usagi finished gazing at the sky. She could see the stars so much clearer here. Usagi had never really noticed them with all of the pollution in Tokyo.

"Haruka! It is so beautiful here!"
"I know. That is why I brought you here," Haruka said.
"Say? Isn't this romantic, Haruka? Moonlit conversations on a beach?" Usagi grinned at Haruka and leaned back against her shoulder.
Haruka didn't shake her off this time. She wrapped an arm around Usagi and brought her closer. "Yeah, you're right."
"You looked really pretty yesterday. You'd be totally gorgeous if you just grew out your hair and wore the right make up." Usagi inched closer.
"You think?" Haruka had not intention of ever doing such a thing.
Usagi inched closer until her lips almost touched Haruka's.

"Usagi? What are you doing?"
Usagi stopped.
"If you are cold, you can just put on the jacket I brought. It is pretty warm. Or we could just leave now if you want-"
Usagi's lips closed over Haruka's and stopped her babbling.
"I like it here, Haruka. I don't want to leave yet."

Usagi leaned into Haruka's chest. She gladly let Haruka hold her and the two remained in an embrace for quite some time.
"Haruka? About last night-"
"I'm really sorry about that. You know I didn't mean to that."
"It hurt a lot…but"
"Usagi, please try to believe me! I didn't mean to hurt you." Haruka pulled away from Usagi to make adequate eye contact.
"I really liked it. It felt sort of…nice."

Haruka could not have been more surprised. "What!"
"I liked it...a lot."
"Usagi, I think the medicine is-"
"Could you do it again? Here? What you did with your mouth?"
"Usagi, I-I have no idea of what I did and this isn't the pla-"
"I know you've been looking at me funny."
"I wasn't looking at you funny."
"Yes you were. It is the same look that Mamoru has when he wants to have sex."
Haruka was getting tired of Usagi's references to her husband. "That is different."

"Well, could you just hold me again?"
"Usagi! Michiru is still going to come back? I know it! I cannot be with you! Usagi, you are a married woman! You have Mamoru!"
"He isn't the same! You are…you are just different."
Haruka paused. "How long have you know about this, Usagi?"
"Known what?"
"That you like women."
"I don't like women…I just like you! You are always so nice to me even though I am such a big failure. Mamoru is sweet, but he isn't the same."

"Usagi, the medicine is getting to you. If I did anything with you now, you would probably get angry at me after it wore off."
Usagi hugged Haruka again. "I swear that I won't get angry. Michiru wouldn't mind. You two aren't married anyway."
"Usagi, just because we aren't married, doesn't mean that we don't care about each-other."
"Obviously Michiru doesn't care about you vary much!"
Haruka pushed Usagi away. She fell in the perfect way so that Haruka had a brief view of her underwear.
"That hurt!" she screamed, her voice almost drowned in the crashing of a wave.
"Get in the car, Usagi." Haruka stood up, picked up the mats, towels, and baskets full of their trash, and headed toward her car.

Usagi remained where she was. She had no idea of what she was talking about when she had called Haruka "nice". The fact that she had been attracted to her had bothered her more. She got up and went after Haruka .
"Wait for me!" she wailed, waving an arm in the cooled air.
Haruka opened the door to the passenger seat for Usagi. Most of the reason that she didn't want Usagi was the fact that she might make her bleeding start, and she had intended to send her back home tomorrow. Still, she could help her desire. Usagi was consenting this time, so if she did say that she was rapped, they could hook her up to some lie detectors and prove her innocent. But she was still married…

"Koneko, if you haven't changed your mind, and Michiru isn't home, I'll do want you want." She walked over to the other side of the car and got in. "You're beautiful." Haruka's thoughts seemed to be pouring from her. "You're much bigger than Michiru, you know that? Your breasts are bigger too. You have a nicer complexion." Haruka didn't even know that she had noticed these things while she was taking care of Usagi.
Usagi stared at Haruka for a moment, but was more than glad of the complements. She never thought that she could be better than Michiru in any way. "Thank you."

Haruka started her car. She went much slower on the way back, just in case Michiru was home and to allow her more time to explore the contents up Usagi's miniskirt. Haruka was so skilled that she could have made love to Usagi and steered the car with a single toe, but she kept on hand on the wheel just in case. She couldn't help herself.


Next chapter is the last.