Chapter 5

By MG

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Usagi slowly slid her thigh to the other side of his leg to straddle him as they continued to kiss passionately. He carelessly tossed the towel aside, becoming bolder as his hands slipped in the revealing sides of her dress to mold her breasts. A throaty moan escaped her throat as he moved his hands to her back and began to pull the zipper down. She felt hot; the firmness of his manhood pressing at her stomach and making her mind reel.

I had almost forgotten just how good that feels. With blind urgent hands she found her way to the knot and untied it, pushing it off him as much as she could so that she could feel him. She purred softly in his ear as he placed his hands on her thighs and began to raise the slightly damp dress off of her body. When he reached her arms, she lifted them in the air; he grunted when he took in the sight of her undergarment.

"Usagi...you're so damn sexy." He grunted. She licked her lips before bringing his hand to her back and helping him undo her bra. In a few moments her breasts were free from their confinement. His lips immediately sought out her neck, and began to work its way down slowly as she threw her head back in ecstasy with a moan, her damp hair falling behind her. His fingers pulled back on her hair to keep her still; she took his free hand in her own and guided it down the side of her body starting with her breast, and then down to the tie that held her underwear in place. Realizing her need, he untied the knot and immediately went to the other one when he was finished. With need he slipped her underwear from beneath her and threw it behind the couch.

She cried out when he began to suckle her breast, and whimpered when he nipped at her flesh. Oh gods, her skin taste so good. He moaned as he fought to seek control of his hunger. He didn't have to think about it twice as she raised her body above his own and began to slide onto him. They exclaimed simultaneously at their final joining, and she immediately began a steadfast rhythm, clutching his head to her chest and slipping his fingers in her hair. Her eyes almost rolled heavenward as she fought to keep control of her rhythm. He grunted and she moaned, as ecstasy always seemed within reach for the two of them, yet always fleeting whenever they thought they were close. The feeling of his manhood filling her over and over to depths sent her swirling out of control and she began to pick up the pace once again. She cried out in frustration, as completion always seemed steps away, but never within reach. He placed his hands at her sides to help her in her movements as she picked up the pace once more. She took shelter in the crook of his neck, suckling him there to keep herself from going out of her mind with the passion she was feeling, and yet for other reasons. He was surprised by her need, and was yet also enraged because he needed so badly to become one with her. Their sounds of passion became louder as she picked up the pace once more, crying all the while because he could do this to her; could make her so close to the point of receiving release and yet never giving it to her. She clutched his body tightly, sweat soaking her already damp hair and flesh as she picked up the pace once more. He held his hands firmly at her sides, as sweat dripped down his. How the hell is she doing this to me? He wondered in his mind over and over. Most women would have lost it already, but she has me continuously on edge! Holy shit! All I can think about is coming with her! He grunted loudly in frustration, enough to make the room almost tremble. With her fingernails dug tightly into his back, she paused in the midst of her long and fast thrusting to raise high above him, to the point in which he was barely in her entrance; she closed her eyes tightly before allowing herself to drop onto him at a fast pace. That move consumed them both and set their souls on fire as she screamed into his throat so loud and trembled so greatly that she thought for sure that her heart would jump out of her chest. She clamped down on him so hard and tight that he had to pinch her thighs greatly to keep from losing himself completely. He howled into the air, her tightening sending him completely over the edge as he shot his seed deep within her body. They both began gasping for as much air as they could muster as realization suddenly dawned on him. Even if he had planned it, he didn't even have enough energy to attack her. Shit! He cursed as he could hear her began to breathe calmly and then softly snore above him. He was so drawn out that he couldn't move a muscle. The only compensation he felt was the fact that she had fallen asleep and probably wouldn't be moving until he had enough strength to finish the act. Shit, Shit, Shit. He cursed some more as he felt his eyes began to droop. If I'm like this now, what will I do when I actually make plans to be done with her?

~*~

"I can't believe that you fucked him!" Mina exclaimed as Usagi put on her suit so that she could go down to the office.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Usagi replied nonchalantly as she put her black jacket on over her cornflower blue silk shirt.

"Oh don't give me that!" Mina replied. "When you went out for a walk last night, you went up to his mansion and fucked him!" She accused. "You've got that I just got fucked look all over your face!"

"I do not deny nor do I admit to anything." She replied as she went over to her bureau, picked up a brush, and began to brush through her hair.

"Alright, then answer this." Mina began. "Explain to me why you came home just hours ago."

"It was a very long walk." She replied as she picked up her briefcase. "Look, call me when you get to the office okay?" She added. "I have some very important information to discuss with you."

"Look, about Seiya..." Mina began, changing the subject.

"Later." Usagi quickly interrupted.

"Fine!" Mina replied in a dignified manner. "But I'm gonna get everything out of you if it's the last thing I do!" She finished as Usagi walked out of the room.

~*~

"You ever get that eerie feeling that things are just not right?" Rei slumped into the chaise, glancing over to where Nephrite sat flipping the channels on the TV set.

"Why do you ask?" He queried absentmindedly.

"Oh, I dunno." She sighed as glanced to the ceiling, as if looking for answers hidden there. "I was just wondering if I should go see Setsuna, see if I could get something else from her...when I suddenly had this feeling this...I don't know how to describe it."

"Well you know honey, whenever you have those kind of feelings, you're usually right...maybe you should pay Sets a visit." Jadeite said to her.

"Perhaps you're right...tell ya what." She began. "Neph, you come with me. Mako, you stay with Jed. This way we are even in strength." She paused. "All right, let's get on the move." Both her and Nephrite arose in response to her commands. "Oh and Neph, I think we both should bring a weapon."

"Know how to use a crossbow?" He asked her.

"Teach me on the way." She finished.

~*~

Usagi sat at the desk she had her men bring in that morning, her mind heavy and stressed over everything that had happened.  They probably don't know how close they are to finding out that I'm the angel of light. And then what about Seiya; I have to find a way to properly deal with his death. She rubbed her temples slowly. Gods this morning was a real mind blower...look at me, I sit here thinking about Seiya's death and in the next minute I'm dwelling on Mamoru and his damn body! But then again, I'd be a fool not to think about it.  It doesn't take a magnifying glass to see through his playboy ways...but still, he was so damn sexy. Perhaps I should just ride this one out and let him think I was falling under his charms. She sighed. Usagi, you make it sound so technical...just admit it. You are looking for the same things you always have been when you see a new good-looking man. You want to use him for sex.

"Usagi, Mr. Chiba from Chiba Tech is here to see you. I told him that you wished not be disturbed, but he is insistent that you…." Her secretary never had a chance to finish, as Mamoru came bustling thru the doors.

Well if it isn't Satan himself. She thought bemusedly with a roll of her eyes. This ought to be fun. Hmmm, maybe it would be really fun to make him try really hard for my affections. Sorta like a dog's worst nightmare, a bitch that doesn't give a shit. Hell, she knew he was a good screw, but he didn't have to know that.

"I do not believe that you have an appointment." Her signature was easily scribbled out across the bottom of the paper she was currently holding, the sound of pen on paper echoing throughout the room.

"I would think that after this morning we would no longer have the formalities between us." He sat next to her, his attitude cool and demure.

"I do not mix business with pleasure, when you are at my office you respect my rules." He narrowed his eyes, holding in his anger.

"Dually noted, but I am here now…and you do not seem to be doing anything of the importance that cannot wait-"

"Never assume…you know what happens when you do that don't you?" She lifted sheet after sheet from one particular packet of papers and signed each one diligently; she had still yet to face him.

"Enlighten me." He lay back in the chair; to him, the whole matter was quiet amusing.

"As the saying goes, you make an 'ass out of you and me'." He chuckled.

"Is that the new phrase these days?" He was goading her into responding out of formality, she knew it, and he knew it.

"You are stalling for time and yet I am sure you came here for something. I have an actual meeting in five minutes, so please get on with it." She pulled back one of the many tendrils that fell from her tightly coiled bun and tucked it behind her ear.

"You don't look like someone whom has lost their brother the night before…why are you hiding behind your work?"

"Look Mr. Chiba." She started, her eyes continuously glancing at the last few papers she held in her grasp. "First and foremost, I just wanted to inform you that the death in my family will not affect my work on your business affair." She lifted her thin-rimmed silver reading glasses from her face and folded them within her hands. "So you have nothing to worry about." She paused as she finally chanced a glance his way. "Secondly, as long as we are on business grounds, my personal life…is NONE, of your fucking business." He set her irritation aside.

"So…when is it my business?" His hand slipped easily up her thigh and grabbed her tightly, causing her to jump. She glanced at the offending hand between her legs before narrowing her eyes on him. He thought it was a game. For her, there were moments for things like this and there were times when she would have thought a move so smooth to be dangerously sexy…this was not one of those times.

Her hand gripped his own and removed it before replying.

"I don't know how the women you have met before in your life have let you treat them…but I will not be your fucking dog…neither will I open my legs and patiently await for you to come and screw me…this is a new world Mamoru, women do not patiently wait at home to be fucked anymore."

"Touché." He lay back in the chair with a precarious smile, easily dismissing the moment. "You want to play business, then I can play business." He paused. "I would like to schedule those meetings to visit each floor of your building on separate days as soon as possible…as soon as possible meaning sometime this week..." He titled his head to the side before grinning malevolently at her. "Now…tell me Usagi…you are not informing me that you did not enjoy yourself are you? And that you are not considering perhaps…another meeting such as the first?"

"I would be a liar to state otherwise Mr. Chiba. It was a pleasant release."

"I prefer Mamoru, if you don't mind…Mr. Chiba sounds too formal, makes me feel like an old man." She treats sex like it's a fucking board meeting.

"Well, I am so sorry about that, but I prefer Mr. Chiba."

"It was Mamoru earlier this morning when you were fucking my brains out…I don't see any reason why things should change." He was mocking her.

"MR. CHIBA..." She replied more astringently. "As tempting as your offer sounds, I am going to be quite busy." She continued nonchalantly her gaze falling back to the contracts. "It would seem that I have a benefit to attend with the Prime Minister of Tokyo, as well as gala at Buckingham Palace, and then a social call in America at the White House...things that are much more important than your mini-affair." She stood up and reached for one of the folders on the shelf behind her. "Not to mention that a lot of new problems have suddenly arisen for me that I need to take care of immediately...and their execution could take some time."

"Should I be so bold to say, that I would actually have to make an appointment for sex?" He knew he should be angry, but for some reason her intrepid and stubborn mannerisms were turning him on.

"Ms. Tsukino, you're next appointment is here." Her secretary called out through the speaker.

"All right, I'll be just a few more minutes." She replied.

"He says he needs to see you urgently." Her secretary prodded.

"You tell him that I'm currently in a meeting and that if he doesn't like it he can leave." She glanced back towards him as she stood, placing her papers back in the folder and then onto the shelf. "Look, I have some REAL business to take care of." She began, absentmindedly buttoning up her jacket. "So in short, yes, that is exactly what I am saying...why don't you go find a free appointment spot with my secretary and I will see you at my earliest convenience."

"Excuse me?" He asked in a shocked yet confused manner. "I was merely stating it to be funny, I had not imagined you would have actually taken me seriously."

"I am certain you were, but it is a reality you will have to face...I'm a busy woman, my time is not free." She replied again, this time sounding rather annoyed.

"You're kidding right?" He arched his brow incredulously.

"No...soooo, why don't you tell the other man out there on your way out that I'll call him in when I'm ready?" She smiled to him as he arose from the couch in utter shock and walked towards the door.

"I am not one to follow the orders of a woman and her incessant scheduling…if you are truly interested in meeting me…you will have to seek me out."

"Then I guess I shall not be seeing you, good day." She escorted him out the door, ignoring his tirade. On his way out he met the man with whom she had her next meeting, and for some reason he could already tell he didn't like him.

"Usagi said she'll call you up when she was ready." He sneered, nonchalantly fixing the edges of his suit. He walked to the elevator, his mind angered at her mockery. An appointment for sex, now that's a new one. He pressed the down button and watched as each of the floor numbers lit up. Who the fuck does she think she is? Does she have any idea who she's talking to? I'm Mamoru Chiba, Tokyo's most eligible bachelor! I don't need her; I have plenty of women at my disposal. He walked into the elevator before sighing aloud as the doors closed behind him. Who are you kidding? With a body like hers you know you'll be making that phone call and scheduling that appointment as fast as you can say 'dog'.

~*~

Diamond glanced hard in the direction Mamoru exited before charging heatedly into Usagi's office unannounced.

"The man out there...client of yours?" He asked her.

"I don't remember giving you permission to come in here." She snapped.

"You're fucking him aren't you?" He persisted.

"That's none of your damn business, Diamond."

"I make it my business." He replied bitterly. "You can't hide anything from me Usa, I can see right through you." He stalked angrily over to her and gripped her wrist tightly, a tight expression on his face.

"I suggest that you let me go if you know what's good for you." She admonished. "And don't call me Usa...I am not your fucking lover!" He looked at her hard silver eyes and immediately let go of her wrist, watching silently as her eyes immediately returned to it's soft blue.

"I don't know what it is that you see in him...what could he give you that I could not?"

"Like I said before, my personal life is none of your damn business." She countered, marking the end of the conversation.

"Fine then," He riposted through gritted teeth. "Why did you need to see me?"

~*~

Usagi lay on the chaise in her office, listening to Minako berate her about how she refused to tell her anything before she forced her to focus on the matter at hand.

"That is not what is important right now…I need to figure out a way to keep my secret."

"I guess they are getting close, but why do you need the book…you already know what the prophecy says."

"I don't know Mina, but I think that perhaps it can help me...and I think I know just where to find it...or at least someone who can." Usagi sighed, her eyes focusing on the ceiling.

"I know what you're thinking as well, just be careful." Mina scolded, her voice echoing throughout the room. "Oh, and perhaps I should go with you eh?" She teased. "I wouldn't want you to mysteriously end up at Mamoru's mansion and then by some fell accident mind you, slip and fall on his dick again." She laughed.

"Leave it to you to turn something serious into a laughing matter" Usagi breathed frustratingly "But, in any matter, I think it is best that I go alone."

"Alright then...let me know the news..." She ended before releasing her end of the conversation.

Usagi sighed exasperatedly as she got up from her position and pressed the end call button on her speaker. There was so much to do, so little time.  Well, at least Diamond was out there now, taking care of what she was most concerned about.

~*~

"Oh my lord...I think I'm gonna throw up." Rei commented in disgust as she looked at the mess that was once Setsuna's apartment. Furniture was turned upside down everywhere, and blood was smeared all over the walls.

"Come, let us see if we can find Setsuna's body...maybe she is alive somewhere...be very cautious though, evil may still be here." Nephrite commented as he took out a handkerchief and covered up his nose and mouth. "Here." He said as he handed one to Rei as well. "For the smell." They entered the apartment slowly, overturning the furniture to see if she was under any of it.

"Oh my god...who could have possibly done this?" She said in horror from where she stood in the living room. "I don't know whether I should expect this from vampires or the werewolves."

"Rei, come over here quickly...you must see this." Nephrite called out from the bedroom. Rei ran over to where he was, and as soon as she had seen it, she wished she hadn't. The sheets on the bed were blood soaked, and above the head of the bed words were scribbled in blood.

"Three down...two to go?" Rei said puzzled. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"I do not know...but we have turned this place inside out and we haven't found a bo-" Nephrite began but stopped suddenly when he noticed a blood stain on his white long sleeved shirt. "Where did that come from?"

"Neph, this whole apartment has blood on it, how else would you get it on you?" Rei said to him with a cough. "Let's get out of here, the smell of this place is beginning to get to me...if Sets isn't here, then perhaps she did get out alive."

"But Rei, look at the blood stain it looks like it was splashed on..." His voice carried away softly as another drop splashed on his shirt. Both him and Rei looked at his shirt incredulously when realization suddenly dawned on them. She silently gripped his arm in fear before the both of them slowly looked up; the sight that greeted them made Rei look back down and begin throwing up. Setsuna's body was nailed to the ceiling in the form of a cross, blood soaking her naked body with bite and deep scratch marks all over. Blood was dripping still from the two bite marks on her neck and onto his shirt. "What's that noise?" He suddenly asked.  He scrutinized her body and noticed a small square object that was strapped to her chest with tape; the tape almost completely covered the object from view. "Run!" He suddenly commanded, dragging Rei out of there at a fast pace. "Jump!" He screamed as soon as they were outside. They made a jump for it just as the building exploded into the air with a loud boom. He hugged Rei as she cried.

~*~

"So, what did you want to speak to me about?" Makoto watched Usagi before her with curious eyes. She had known her for so long, and for as long as she had known her, she had never seen the scared look that she had on her face now.

"Well, it's kinda complicated." She began nervously as her fingers played with the hem of her suit.

"Come Usagi, you can trust me...is there something wrong, are you in trouble?" Makoto queried sympathetically, giving her a look of confidence. "You need not worry, I am here."

"Well...you know how when most people have problems they say that their friend is the one having the problem so that they don't feel embarrassed but they're the one who's really having the problem?"  Usagi quickly spat.

"Yes." Makoto looked puzzling at her, confused as to where this was going.

"Well, this isn't one of those times, my friend is really the one who is having the problem." She began. "She'd come to you herself, but then she'd be found out if someone bad was watching...and the thing is she needs to stay protected." She continued.

"Oh I see." Makoto replied with weary eyes. "Well, what help does she need?"

"Well, because she has to be protected...I can't speak her name; the walls have ears ya know." Usagi began once more. "But..." She looked down. "Have you ever heard of the prophecies of the angel of light?" She asked causing the cup Makoto was holding to go crashing to the floor.

"You know who the angel of light is?" She asked incredulously.

"Yes, and she suspects that perhaps there is something wrong with the translation in that book." Usagi continued. "It would really help her if you told me if you could find anything...I figured that you would know about stuff like this. If you just tell me, then I can keep her protected, and still be able to give her the information on what she should do."

"You are sure that she can not find a way to get to us...we would protect her." She looked to Usagi with determined eyes, a greater strength released in her voice.

"It's not safe for her to go out yet, we...we uh, we think that perhaps the vampires are after her as well." Usagi replied.

"I thought you really did not believe in that kind of stuff?" She asked with a smile.

"Well, after I was attacked some odd years ago...I became a believer." She replied as she brought her shirt down somewhat to expose the bite mark. "I got out of that one by the skin of my teeth." She finished. "I just so happened to have my cross handy."

"Oh, I am sorry that had to happen to you...but we shall do whatever we can to help." She replied reassuringly.

"Thank-you." Usagi replied softly. "You have no idea how much that means to me."

~*~

"What do you mean you don't think you could do it?" Malachite glanced to his friend, a dumbfounded expression on his face.

"I don't know..." He hit his hand against a glass mirror in his den, causing a crack to form.

"Could the infamous Mamoru Chiba be actually falling for a woman?" Malachite joked.

"Fuck you." He replied bitterly as he examined his hand, noting the few cuts here and there. "And I am not falling for her, far from it." He bit back. "There's just something about her that I just can't place." He finished.

"And yet you say you feel nothing for her?" Malachite replied sarcastically.

"If you were ever with her, you'd know what I mean...it's almost as if I don't have control of my thoughts around her..." He paused. If Malachite knew that the real reason I couldn't do it was because I didn't have enough energy, I'd never hear the end of it. Not to mention if I ever told him about the matter of the appointment…He sighed. Hell, even if I make the appointment, who says I'm gonna wait till then on her to have sex anyway?? She doesn't own me! I'll just get a few women on the side to satisfy me until then…Meanwhile, there is something about her that just bugs me…I need to find out what it is. "I want her followed." He finished determinedly.

"Are you serious?" Malachite inquired.

"I want to know who her friends are, who her admirers are, what she likes to eat, where she sleeps, I want details." He glanced at his cracked reflection in the mirror.

"All right, I'll get on it immediately." Malachite complied.

"And Malachite?" Mamoru continued.

"Yes?"

"I wanted it yesterday." He ended angrily as he hit his fist against the mirror causing the cracked glass to shatter and send pieces to the floor. Malachite sighed as he glanced towards the glass.

Looks like I'll have to have that replaced once again.

~*~

"All right people...I want a dark theme." Usagi began to call orders to workers as she walked around in circles in the room where Mamoru would be having his affair. "I want the tables in the middle of the room. The buffet will be at the side, and table with the ice sculpture will be here." She watched from her side view as Mamoru approached her with someone woman with long wavy red hair and green eyes that she had not recognized. "The head table will be situated here...Pierre no, I want the candelabras to be placed over here!" She shouted before turning her attention towards Mamoru.

"Hard at work I see." He said to her with a smile.

"This has always been the most frustrating part for me. " She rubbed her fingertips over her temples, sighing deeply in the process. The woman beside him, had not missed the hidden looks that each seemed to be giving one another.

"I don't think we have met." She said to her. So this is the new bitch that has his interest. She doesn't look worth anything to me.

"Usagi, I don't think I introduced the two of you." He said with a smile. "This woman here is part of the reason why we are having this affair." He began. "Through some deep compromising we have decided to merge one of my companies with her own...Usagi Tsukino, I'd like you to meet Beryl Serno." He finished.

"Nice to finally meet the woman responsible for OUR affair." Beryl replied with a possessive smile while looking up at Mamoru.

"The pleasure is all mine I'm sure." Usagi replied in turn, her attempts to deeply mask her bitterness towards her non-existent.

"Mr. Chiba sir." One of his servants interrupted.

"Yes, Jarred." He replied.

"Malachite requests that he speak with you in den." He began. "He says that it's a matter of grave importance...something to do with the information you requested of him."

"Tell him that I will be with him in a moment." He replied before turning his attention back towards the woman. "Well, I'll leave you two alone to get further aquatinted...as you have heard, I have some suppressing matters to attend to." He turned quickly and then left them alone.

"I like the work you're doing here." Beryl said as she sauntered around Usagi like a panther ready to attack. "It's very...cute." She continued with a smile. "I myself preferred the Deatano Corporation to host our event...but Mamoru insisted that we go through yours. I do like the work of the Deatano Company though...you heard of them? Top of the notch...you don't get any better than they…why he chose to settle for second best…well, you understand my concern..."

"Why yes, I think I have heard of them." Usagi replied. "But I believe it would be pointless whether you choose to use their services or my own, it would hardly make a difference since I own both companies...don't you think?" She finished with a knowing smile. "Oh, and Thank-you for your comments...we do try. Now if you'll excuse me...I have work to do." Usagi ended with a laugh that left Beryl in scorn as she walked away to instruct one of the workers on what he was doing wrong. She watched silently as Usagi sauntered away with her hips swinging from side to side; her fingernails slowly dug into the palm of her hand in anger.

"Temper, Temper." Mamoru commented smoothly as he approached Beryl from behind, his hand lightly touching the small of her back.

"Your bitch actually thinks she can get the better of me." She said in anger.

"Now, now...we just have to figure what she's all about first." He continued as he watched Usagi from afar, silently admiring her body.

"That's not the way I operate." She said bitterly while crossing her arms, not missing the way Mamoru was looking at Usagi lustfully.

"Then perhaps you should learn to operate that way from now on." Beryl did not miss the authoritative way in which he spoke; she repressed her anger.

"As far as I am concerned, she is just in the way of our goal." Beryl paused and then continued with a grin. "You know...she could be the angel of light we have been searching for." She looking at him from the corner of her eye and smiled with the knowledge that he was slowly taking in this new perspective.

"All the more reason for us to get rid of her with great planning...now isn't it?" He paused. "If she is as you say...then it fits perfectly into my plan...I want to destroy her and have everything she owns before I kill her…small steps Beryl…small steps." She smiled a knowing smile. The bitch has no claims on him. Just another temporary obstacle, and I won't even have to kill her…Endymion will do the killing for me.