Chapter 4
By MG
Don't own SM.
"I think you should wear this one." Mina giggled as she twirled around the room holding a slim dress in her arms. Usagi glanced up from where was lounging on her back with her head dangling from the edge of the bed in nothing but a pearly crème bra and panty set, her hand lazily swishing a glass of red wine. "This is perfect for dancing!" For some reason Usagi suddenly had a clear picture of Mina with pigtails in a schoolgirl's outfit.
"Mina, you are way too interested in my love life." She sighed as she looked back up at the ceiling.
"Hey, you were the one talking all that shit the other day about finding a dangerous man." She arched her brow, skeptically looking her up and down. "Yet you don't seem to want to get off you're ass and go!" She walked back to the closet and placed the dress back on the rack, already searching for a second one. "I'm beginning to think that perhaps there is nothing wrong with the men you have dated...perhaps there's something wrong with you."
"No...I just don't like the corporate type…and they just happen to be all I meet these days." Usagi downed the glass quickly. "They're so stuffy and boring." She licked her lips in distaste as she arose from her spot on the bed, swinging her legs over the side and reaching over to place her glass on the table near the head of the bed.
"Last time I checked." Mina paused as she stuck her head out of the walk in closet. "Stuffy and boring men do not invite women on a date to go dancing."
"Yes, especially when there is so much business to attend to no? I doubt that we will do anything but speak of his affair that I shall be overseeing. Speaking of dancing anyway, he did not even confirm what kind of dancing." She slumped back to the bed and rubbed her fingertips on her temples in wonder. "Does he mean ballroom dancing, or clubbing?" She sighed heavily. "Now, clubbing I can do, but ballroom dancing...never has been one of my more interesting sports." Mina laughed at her musings before sticking her head out of the closet once more.
"I think you should wear the white one." She finished as she pulled a long slender dress out of the closet.
"Mmmm, scandalous." Usagi replied with a smile as she looked at the dress. It was obvious from a glance that the outfit was formfitting, but it was the wide-open and revealing sections on both sides coming all the way down to the hem, that gave the dress it's sex appeal. In the open areas, instead of cloth, all there was holding the back and front of the dress together where thin white straps that stretched to allow movement.
"That's the look we're swinging for." She replied with a smile.
"That means I'll have to change the bra and panty set I'm wearing and slip into the one that I had designed especially for that get up." Usagi commented. "You know, this may prove to be rather fun."
"Fun is what we're lookin' for." Mina giggled as she laid the dress out on Usagi's bed.
"No, fun is what I'M looking for." Usagi replied dangerously, placing emphasis on the word 'I'm'. "You're just looking for sex."
"Not so." Mina replied indignantly whilst crossing her arms. She sighed in defeat when she glanced at the way in which Usagi arched her brow bemusedly. "Well...perhaps, maybe I am...but I'm looking for fun as well!" Usagi laughed.
"Still, once again…we have not solved my problem." She prodded. "What kind of dancing are we doing?"
"I think that no matter what kind of dancing that you are planning to do, you should still where this dress." Mina glanced towards her and the dress and back again, a sardonic grin filling her features. "Either way you are bound to cause a ruckus." They both giggled as Usagi walked towards her dresser, pulling off her undergarments in the process.
"So, what are you doing tonight?" She suddenly changed the subject.
"Well, I figured that I would go clubbing at La' Crème." She commented. "It's the newest club in town, and I just have to check it out."
"Let me know how things go...and if I'm lucky, we just may meet up with one another." She fished through her drawer, carelessly throwing underwear and bras behind her until she found the right set.
"That would be wicked." Mina remarked with a wry grin. "Then I can meet this Mamoru that everyone speaks of as being the most eligible bachelor." She paused thoughtfully. "And then perhaps he could tell me if he has a brother." Usagi laughed and shook her head as she slipped the bottom half of the set on.
"So you can jump him?" She added with a malicious grin and more giggling.
"But of course." When Mina had finished helping Usagi tie the strings for her undergarments, she walked to the closet and pulled a golden orange outfit out. "So what do you think of this?" She said as she showed Usagi a dress that she could possibly wear to the club.
~*~
Mamoru smiled in the darkness of his limo as it drove through the front gates of Usagi's estate. Tonight will be a marvelous night. Dancing is excellent foreplay. He sighed contentedly as he waited silently for the limo to drive around the circle and to the front doors, and then a few more moments for the chauffeur to come around and open his door. With a manner about him that seemed demanding, he stepped out of the car, walked up to the mahogany doors and rang the bell.
~*~
"There he is." Mina commented as she looked down at the front door from a second floor window. "I can't see all that clearly, but he looks absolutely sexy." She looked to Usagi who was putting the finishing touches on her hair before glancing back down again.
"Give me the stats." Usagi called out as she continued dressing.
"From what I can tell…we got a black sleek Italian Salvatore Ferragamo jacket with a deep blue window pa-no wait…a GEORGIO, Armani, deep blue window pain shirt with black slacks…there must be a sin for looking that damn good." She watched as he impatiently passed a hand through the black strands that came over his face.
"I thought you said you couldn't see clearly?"
"Yeah well…I have a good eye for good taste." She shook her head from side to side, sucking her teeth in the process. "Damnit girl, I envy you…he must be a damn good fuck." Mina finished as she looked back to Usagi.
"Well, I'm off." Usagi called out to her as she grabbed her small purse and walked towards the bedroom door. "Try not to wait up for me all right?"
"So help me, if you do not come back with a good report…and a good report meaning you don't come back until tomorrow morning…" Mina sighed, shaking her head from side to side, as she looked back towards the window.
~*~
Mamoru was about to ring the bell once more when it opened before him. He stared lustfully upon her slender form for but a moment, his eyes openly roaming over her figure and smooth curves before looking back up to where her hair was flowing down her back in thousands of golden curls. with white diamond highlights. His eyes roamed back down again. Perhaps, the dancing won't be needed after all. That dress is all I need to get me going.
"Are you going to stare at me all night or are we going to go dancing?" She said with a smile, interrupting his previous thoughts; he immediately looked up from where his glance was previously occupied to her face.
"Dancing of course." He replied as he immediately gathered his composure. He gently grabbed for her hand, and bowed slightly, placing a light butterfly kiss on it. "Let's get this show on the road shall we?" He led her to the door of the limousine by the hand, silently taking notice of her appearance once more. He wanted to groan as he noticed the way in which the open strips of her dress showed much skin, giving him a rather good look at her creamy legs, to the smooth curves of her hips, and all the way up to a small side glance of her firm round breast. He took a deep breath as she got in the limo. Damnit it all to hell! Perhaps I should just forget the damn dancing and fucking rape her in my limo. His mind raced when he entered and saw that she had settled down with her legs crossed. When they had finally settled down and were off, he turned to her to see that she was laughing to herself. "Did I miss a joke?" He grinned.
"Something that a friend of mine had spoken to me about earlier is all." She replied.
"Inside joke." He responded knowingly.
"Yes, you could say that." She countered before deciding for a change of subject. "So, where exactly are we going" She asked.
"There's a new club in town...called La' Crème." He told her and she only smiled.
"I heard of it recently." She replied to him. "I was considering going to see what it was about some other time, but I guess some other time has suddenly become today." She continued. "So Mamoru, a club is hardly the place that one would find something worthy of my taste when it comes to food...where do you plan on taking me to dine?" She paused. "I'm a growing girl after all." She looked towards the window and into the night, awaiting his response. For a moment he watched her profile from his corner as the light from the moon came in through the tint of his window and shown on her face; she looked like an angel.
"I decided that perhaps an invitation to my home was in order...then I could cook for you." She shifted her gaze back to him and arched her brow.
"You are going to cook for me?" She asked softly. "That's so sweet." She replied with watery eyes. "It's not everyday that you find a man that would cook for a woman on the first date." I can already tell this is going to be one boring trip…he's beginning to sound like another one of those damn annoying overly sympathetic romantic wimps.
"It should be no surprise, a man should always be willing to cook for a woman...it is a small price to pay, especially when he may be considering investing more time with her." He finished softly.
"Tell me Mamoru, how is such a nice, kind, gentleman like you not taken?" She questioned with a smile. Already he wants my fucking time and he doesn't even know me.
"Well...there are not many women out there who could keep my interest for long." Well, at least not further than what it takes for one good fuck. "They're usually just out for my money." He paused. "I've always tried to find a woman who would be interested in just me, who I am, not what I am."
"I know the feeling...I have met many a man in my day who for some reason actually thought that they could possess me as if I was a prize or just a beautiful object." She replied softly. Hmmm…interesting.
You don't know how right on the nose you are. Seeing the smirk on her face, he wondered what she was thinking. His wonderment was short lived when he looked out his window to see that they had arrived, the unmistakable long line already forming round the corner of the building.
"Well, it looks like we have arrived." He said to her as the limo came to halt.
"From the looks of it the night has barely started yet." They waited patiently for the driver to come around and open the door for them. Mamoru came out first and then let his hand out for her to grab a hold of. He watched mesmerized as she let out one long and slender foot, before gracefully stepping out of the limo.
~*~
Rei sighed from where she stood leaning over the desk in which Jadeite sat studiously, eyeglasses in place, slowly translating the Latin Manuscript to a sheet of paper. The light from the lamps illuminated the room, giving it a soft glow.
"You know what puzzles me?" He pushed the rims further up the bridge of his nose, before giving her a sideways glance.
"No…what?"
"Why is it that the angel of light keeps balance between the werewolves and the vampires?" She began thoughtfully. "I mean, what's so special about her?"
"I don't know Rei." He replied. "But that is a very good question." He finished as he took a sip of the tea that Makoto had placed on the desk for him. He carefully dabbed the feather pen in the ink well and continued to read; many other translation books were scattered about him on the desk.
"I have a feeling that there is so much more to this than we realize…perhaps that is what Setsuna meant when she said there is more than what is seemed." Nephrite noted as he and Makoto entered the office that was located in the den in the back of his library.
"I think when we find out what this is really about, that we will not like it much no?" Makoto added.
"You know what I think?" Rei began. "Forget worrying about what may or may not happen, and let's get down to translating this book."
"Dear, I can go but so fast." Jadeite commented as he lifted one of the various books scattered about and flipped through the pages. "And we can't make a move until this book is translated...so you can't do a thing but sit there and wait."
"Sometimes I wonder whether or not we should not just let the prophecy run it's course? I feel that it may do so with or without our help…what could we do to stop it?" Nephrite remarked as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Even so my love, it is good to be prepared with what will come…our safety or our destruction…and then what if what we do now is a part of the prophecy…perhaps we are supposed to help." Makoto responded softly, her tired eyes wearily glancing down at her feet.
"Amour…you look like you need to rest, we should go to bed now…" Nephrite murmured softly as he rest his chin on her head and placed his arms around her. "I think the two of you should rest as well…there is no sense in wasting energy on this…if something were to happen we need be alert…I have been through too many things in my day to not be cautious about being alert at all times. " Rei sighed in defeat.
"We sleep tonight, and meanwhile, the dark lord is no doubt making his moves on the angel of light...whoever she is." She commented softly. "May God help her soul."
~*~
The words to the song filtered through their ears as Mamoru led Usagi to the dance floor. He felt himself already getting heated as she lifted her arms above her head and began to sway her hips back and forward against his body. Her movements were fluid, her already hard nipples grazing against his shirt as she moved sensually against him to the beat of the music. His hands he passed all down her sides lightly, then boldly, caressingly, as he began to move up and down against her length, allowing her to feel the power of him. He slicked back his sweat matted bangs as he began to concentrate deeply on the movements she was making. He felt an odd power overcome him as visions of them together filled his head; he needed her badly.
She hiked her dress up to her thighs and placed her palm down on his chest as he began moving his hips in an upward motion beneath her; he was coming too close. She could feel the heat rising in more places than one as she continually moved her hips in coordination with his own. The desire between them increased, making her want to boil over. Visions filled her head.
And then they were alone, or as alone as one could get in a heated club on a packed dance floor; but to them, no one else mattered. He pushed her against the wall brusquely, his hand sliding up her thigh, gripping her almost painfully, and placing her leg round his body as he began to grind his hips powerfully into her, showing her just what she was doing to him. His lips sought her neck, suckling her hard as she called out his name softly for only him to hear, her hands entangling themselves in his hair.
"Mamoru."
Just that one word and he could feel himself already begin to lose control, and he didn't know for how much longer he would have it. He looked up in her eyes and then all pretenses were gone. He would have her now. She knew it, and he knew it. She didn't care.
He groaned before slamming his lips against her own, one hand haphazardly reaching for his buckle, the other roughly pulling her head back by her hair at the roots, molding her body to him. What the hell am I doing? I'm not supposed to be the kind of man who couldn't keep himself in check. I'm at least a little more conservative than this! Pushing the thoughts from his mind, he thrust one time long and hard into her. She whimpered into the kiss, her nails digging tightly into his back as she convulsed strongly around him.
~*~
Mamoru had not missed the fact that all the eyes of the other men in the room were on her, as both he and Usagi walked back towards the bar. There was something about a woman who just had sex. She had a natural glow, a natural pheromone all her own, a consuming power. He was a little more than surprised at how casual she was acting about the whole matter, almost as if it had not just happened. To think, I actually used to look on men in disgust who did things like that! He sighed defeated. But I'd be damned if I didn't admit that it's so fucking sexy.
Shit! What the hell is wrong with you? You don't go on the first date with a guy whom you didn't even want to go out with the first place and then let him fuck you in the back of a room full of people! I know I have a little more decency than that at least. She sighed. If Minako knew about this…I wouldn't hear the end of it…then again, I'd be a damn good liar if I didn't say that it was sexy as hell.
She slid herself onto a stool and Mamoru stood next to her, the ending words to the song filling his head with visions of Usagi beneath him, and him driving within her forcefully.
"What'll it be miss?" She barely managed to keep herself in check when she felt his hand slide up the inside of her thigh, slowly ascending until it reached its goal.
"I'll have a 'perfect kiss'." She replied, before glancing to Mamoru with a knowing look. He knew what the look was for. Someone's a little possessive.
"My oh my, are you sure you can handle that?" He asked her with a grin. If anyone else were watching, they would have assumed he was talking about her drink, but she knew better.
"I'm a growing girl remember, I can carry my own." She challenged.
"I don't doubt it." He replied before turning to the bartender. "One 'sex under the boardwalk'." He ordered, giving her a sideways look, easily dismissing the man. Silence reigned between them for moments more before he spoke. "So…having fun yet?" He asked her darkly, blindly taking her finished drink from the bartender and handing it to her.
"I have to admit, I never believed that a corporate man knew how to dance." She replied before sipping the cool liquid; he knew what kind of dancing she really meant.
"You really shouldn't prejudge us...or at least me." He countered, watching mesmerized as she dipped her finger in her drink then slipped her finger in her mouth, before speaking once more.
"Just out of curiosity, is it for this reason that you can't seem to find a woman who is suited to you needs?" She arched her brow.
"You must forgive me...I'm not usually that...tenacious."
"Nor I...I told myself that I would relax today...I guess took it perhaps a little too far." She returned his smile, grinning lopsidedly. Don't apologize just yet, that was actually the best part of the evening so far.
"In any matter, to answer your question, no...but for more, playful reasons." He replied huskily. "If you allow me to take you back to my place for dinner, I can show you just what I mean."
"That may prove to be an interesting venture." She responded in turn. He may turn out to be my best venture yet, if his earlier actions are a sign of anything to come.
" I guess we are off then." He helped her down from her stool before pulling her by the hand towards the door.
~*~
"How do you feel now?" Seiya questioned softly, kissing her forehead between the brown strands of her bangs.
"Just weak I guess." She replied shyly as she twitched her fingers within her hands; he placed his hands on her own to comfort her. "I did not know it would hurt so much Seiya." She said as she looked down at her fingers. "Did I hurt you, are you all right?" He chuckled deeply.
"I'm fine, besides I should be worried about you...I know that Usagi told me to wait...but I couldn't any longer" He smiled softly at her as he flexed his back because of the deep scratches she had placed there. "I'm sorry love, I did not mean to hurt you." He held her close, softly whispering into her ear.
"Do not be sorry, I knew that it would hurt, and I wanted to do it."
She paused. "It is just new to me is all...p-perhaps if we go and get a drink, I shall feel refreshed...I am feeling rather dry right now."
"Perhaps you are right, you are looking rather pale my love...and I'm sure your throat is parched." He paused. "But perhaps I can quench your thirst for a bit...I love you Katarina." He murmured before placing a soft kiss on her lips. "Thank-you for giving yourself to me." He deepened the kiss further and she let herself go into it, slightly worried when she suddenly heard him take a sharp breath. He released himself quickly and turned to see a hooded form look at him with glowing eyes.
"Do not be so alarmed, you know why I am here." The dark figure said as it suddenly started to thunder, darkness concealing its face.
"Seiya?" Katarina asked in a worried tone. "What is going on?"
"I don't know." He said as he pulled a hidden dagger out of his side pocket. "You have no business here, and if you do not leave us I will do what I will to remedy the situation." He stated angrily to the intruder before looking back to her. "Run Kat." He suddenly commanded to her softly.
"What?" She cried out.
"I said run! Don't look back...I'll come and get you!" He screamed at her and blocked her way as she took off. As soon as she was gone he looked toward his adversary.
"Do not presume that I will not go after her after I kill you." The figure said.
"You will not lay a finger on her, especially when I kill you first." the fight began; metal clinging against metal. The intruder barely dodged the low kick sent towards his leg; he jumped in the air quickly and kicked Seiya in the face, causing him to lose his weapon when he flew backwards in the other direction. Seiya glanced quickly at the fallen dagger and cursed before blocking another attack. He jumped easily over his opponent, using his naturally acquired skills, and reached to the ground for the discarded knife. Seeing his enemy coming round he hit him in the stomach, and picked up the dagger that he discarded in the fight. He turned around immediately to hit his opponent in the heart with a dagger, but unfortunately also in time for his opponent to do the same to him.
~*~
"Can I help you with anything?" Usagi asked as she picked up a celery stick from a vegetable platter that sat on Mamoru's countertop.
"No." He replied from where he was standing in front of one of the pots with a spoon in his hand.
"Are you sure?" She prodded.
"No, now stop asking before I kick you out of the kitchen." He teased with a playful, yet somehow dark smile.
"Kay." She propped herself up on the counter and crossed her legs.
"Do you always make yourself so comfortable in other people's kitchens?" He asked as he turned his face towards her and began to chop some carrots. She leaned over and spoke to him.
"Yes." She smiled innocently. "So when are we going to do something fun? I'm dying to know what your idea of fun is." She pointed out.
Dying to know little one, ey? Now that, is ironic. He glanced over at her when she leaned forward once more, showing much more of her cleavage than she had previously; carelessly he cut his finger with the knife.
"Shit." He cursed.
"What's wrong?" She asked and he turned around to show her.
"It's nothing, just a little blood." He said as he looked from his finger up to her face to see her paralyzed with a certain air about her he couldn't discern. "Is something wrong?" He asked as she stared intently at his finger before turning sharply away.
"N-no...it's just...I can't stand the sight of blood is all." She quickly answered. Great, this is just what I need now.
This evening is proving to be a little more than I expected. He thought wickedly.
"Why don't you go sit down in the dining room and wait for me to bring the food?" She silently complied, leaving the kitchen and choosing to be seated at the well-furnished table. He brought the food out moments later, just as her cell phone began to ring.
"I'll be just a moment." She said to him as she took the phone out of her purse and pressed the talk button. "Usagi here." He watched as her face changed from slightly angry, uncomfortable, to edgy, and to finally distraught. "I'll be there as soon as possible." She looked up to Mamoru with sadness in her eyes. "Something's come up...I'm afraid that I have to go."
~*~
"I can not believe that you allowed this to happen!" She yelled. "I told you to watch after him!" She continued as she threw her hands in the air while pacing back and forth. "Now he is dead!" She rubbed her eyes with the bottoms of her hands. "I knew they would try to kill him to get to me...and you let them get him!" She paused momentarily with sudden thought. "Where is Katarina?" She suddenly asked the men in the room.
"She's in her room mourning." One of them spoke up nervously.
"What I want to know is how the fuck they even knew to go after him?" She continued as she ignored the storm that raged on outside. "I do not like this one bit!" She sighed as she thought about what she would do to work things out. "I am going for a walk." She finished as she stormed off towards the door.
"Would you like me to come with you?" Minako asked. "Usagi would you like to drink something, you're looking rather pale and dry."
"No thank-you Minako, I need some time alone." Usagi replied.
"Do you want us to guard you?" One of the guards nervously asked.
"Does the word isolation mean anything to you?" She bit back at him causing him to cringe. "You had a job to do and you fucked up! Now why the hell do you think I would give you the fucking honor of standing by me?! No! You and the rest go report to Diamond, I shall personally deal with you later." She scowled.
"Wait Usa...don't do anything I wouldn't do." Minako commented with a weak smile that did not quite reach her eyes.
"You know me...I could never get into trouble." She finished as she walked out the door into the pouring rain without any protective covering.
~*~
"I was wondering how long it would take you to come to me." Setsuna said in the darkness of her room from where she sat in her chair with her back to the door.
"I do not know why I have let you live for so long...when you pose such a threat to me." The voice replied to her with venom in its throat.
"Just do what you have come for...I have no time for games." Setsuna replied.
"Oh, you will play my games...and you will listen and listen well." The voice bit back.
"Whatever you wish, your highness." She replied back defiantly. "You may be a queen but you are not my own!"
"Silence!" She bit back once more. "One of my own kind was taken tonight by one of your own! I had reasoned to let your kind live as long as you do not interfere, but now that promise is broken witch!"
"You know that it could not be avoided!" Setsuna began. "Just get on with it!" She finished with a stern voice that showed no fear. "You know you will not win in the end...evil never conquers over good!"
"Is that a bedtime story that your mother told you?" The queen asked, sarcasm dripping heavily from her voice. "I so much did enjoy seeing her body ripped to shreds, and her blood sucked dry. Might I add that it tasted rather good, never tasted better. I especially liked the part when I personally ripped her fucking heart out!" She finished, hitting Setsuna where they knew it hurt.
"Laugh now, but you and I both know that you are in danger of losing as we speak." Setsuna replied, playing the card that she had up her sleeve. Good thing I sent the book away to them where it will be safe. Almost too late she quickly covered her mouth in shock as she realized the error in her ways.
"I'm not as stupid as you think!" She triumphed. "Even I am smart enough to suspect that there is error in the book...and by the way witch, I thank you for that piece of information." She continued. "You only confirmed my beliefs all along." The queen sighed exasperatedly, before continuing once more. "Now, you do not have the book, therefore I do not need you anymore." She finished before throwing the chair Setsuna was in across the room. She bit her tongue hard when she landed with a thud with the chair on top of her and immediately tried to scurry away.
"I do not fear you!" She replied boldly as she tried to reach for what the queen assumed was a wooden steak that lay on the ground a few meters away from her.
"Really?" She queried in arrogant manner. "Well you should...pathetic gypsy, you should know better than to think a petty stake will kill the Queen of Vampires." She was by her side in a second, going faster than her eye could see. "But hey, you and I both know that I like a good chase...unfortunately though...I'm NOT in the FUCKING MOOD!" She raged before taking her hand and quickly picking up Setsuna by the neck, hoisting her high in the air. "Do not think I will mend this promise gypsy just by killing you...your whole FUCKING race will pay!" She finished before bringing Setsuna's neck to her lips and plunging her teeth into her neck.
~*~
Usagi walked mindlessly through the pouring rain, not thinking of where she was going. Things were so complicated right now, she wasn't sure she should think; perhaps what she needed was a stress reliever. There was a lot to do, a lot to take care of. They were closer to knowing who she was than they realized. She thought her original plan to sway anyone from knowing who she was would work, but now she wasn't so sure. She slicked back her hair that was matted to her sides and suddenly for some odd reason, stopped in her tracks. She looked up to see where she was just to see that she had somehow, without thinking, walked up to Mamoru's estate. She stared at the big black gates and faltered as to whether or not she should go in. Perhaps she owed him an explanation; she practically got up without giving him a reason or anything. Without another thought, she pushed the gate open and then closed it behind her. She walked the long way up the driveway until she reached the door and rang the doorbell.
~*~
Mamoru was drying his hair with a towel as he silently cursed the ruined night. Damnit, if I hadn't had her right where he wanted her! And then boom, something just had to happen! With any luck, like all other women before her, I'd have had her eating out the palm of my hand in no time. He hadn't been able to sleep that night as she had put him in a restless mood. He still couldn't get the seductress dance she displayed before him at the club as she rubbed her body against his own out of his mind, nor the way it felt when he was encased by her warmth, even if it was for just a short time. In the back of his mind he could have sworn he heard the doorbell ring; he glanced to the clock on the wall of his bathroom to see the time. Who the hell could be ringing the bell at 2:30 in the morning? My servants know better! Rage built up in his heart; he wasn't in the mood for games right now. Perhaps he had only imagined it; he resolved to that idea as he continued to towel dry his hair.
Bring! He heard it once more. He threw down the towel and cursed once again as he picked up his black robe off of the wall and walked out the room.
As he walked down the stairs, the storm that raged on outside became clearer to him. He could see the lightening rampant and uncontrolled; he could hear the thunder begging to be heard as it crashed outside the wall length windows. He tied a light knot around his waist as he reached the door and sniffed the air for danger on the other side. Sensing none, he opened the door to be treated to the side of Usagi about to walk away in the rain, her white dress clinging to her body like a second skin, revealing more than he had imagined except the parts that he really wanted to see. Immediately his rage dwindled away to nothingness. Before she had a chance to walk away he called out her name softly when he had finally found his voice once more.
"Usagi." He whispered huskily causing her to quickly turn around and face him, strands of long wet hair whipping about her in the air.
"Mamoru...I." She had rehearsed what she had planned to say, but for some reason could not get it out of her mouth as air seemed to suddenly die in her throat.
"Come inside." He suddenly ordered after a moment of silence and she numbly complied. Once inside, he led her to the Eternal Nocturnal Divinity Room and told her to sit down while he went and got some towels. She sat down in silence and hugged herself as a sudden shiver came over her body. He came back moments later, two fluffy white towels in his grasps. He gave them to her silently before sitting down next to her. "What were you doing walking out in the pouring rain?" He asked her. Forget the fact that she had just practically walked into the lion's den unwarned.
"My brother was murdered." She suddenly spat while she began to dry her legs, one of which was propped up on the glass table. He looked at her leg for a moment before looking her in the eye. "I needed to get out, I was walking around mindlessly when I came upon your mansion...decided that perhaps I could get shelter for the moment." She finished softly.
"Here, let me get that." He replied as she tried to dry her back. She didn't fight back, but let the towel go and gave him control. "Face me." He said to her and she shifted her body to meet his dark yet husky gaze. He wrapped the towel around her back and started to massage her sides slowly, drying them in the process.
"I don't know why we're doing this." She said softly while looking down and away from him. "Drying me up just to send me out into the rain again...I just came to tell you why I left so suddenly." Her voice got softer as he worked his way up, his forefingers massaging into her back, up and down, and his thumbs passing over her breasts.
"Usagi." He said in a thick and deep husky voice, his face slowly approaching hers. "Is that all you came for?" His eyes followed the path of her tongue as she licked her parched lips. He didn't give her a chance to answer as his lips suddenly took possession of her own.