A Time to Love

Chapter 6

By the way, and contrary to 'popular belief', I don't own Sailor Moon. Damn.

Oh, well, thank you Naoko Takeuchi, for unwittingly allowing me and everyone else to use your people in stories. Tchau.

"You were eavesdropping on my thoughts!" Usagi screeched, although she made no attempts to leave Mamoru's embrace.

"You didn't think to hide them from me. Now tell me: Why don't you think that you can have that life?"

"Because. I don't know… I'm allowed to be a little insecure, right? I just moved out of my parents' home and into my boyfriend's apartment. I'm sixteen, and I already know who I am going to marry. Can we go back to making out now?" Usagi smiled winsomely.

"Fine. But don't think that you can always just seduce me to get out of answering a question you don't like," Mamoru said against her lips as Usagi moved her mouth over his, slightly damp and beginning to open.

"I won't seduce you all the time. If you can tell me that you don't like this," and with that, Usagi wriggled an arm free and moved her hand over his pants-covered erection.

A groan escaped Mamoru as Usagi continued to rub her fingers lightly over his hardness, just barely brushing the zipper that would free him to take her as his own. She kept skating her fingers back just enough to drive him wild. In retaliation, Mamoru pulled her shirt over her head and pulled her bra off, taking one rosy nipple into his mouth, gently suckling it.

Usagi began to whimper, writhing against Mamoru's mouth, finally undoing his zipper to let his rock-hard, ruby-tipped phallus spring forth into her hand, a drop of the clear, welcoming moisture at its tip. Usagi leaned down to taste it, blushing at her own boldness, then deciding, To hell with it! And she took him fully into her mouth.

Mamoru gasped as her warm, wet mouth engulfed him. It felt so good, even though he knew that she had never done that before. He could barely contain himself , but she was so good, he knew how to repay her yet not lose himself. He raised a hand to her other breast, tracing circles around the pebbled nipple, then he gently bit the one occupying his mouth.

Usagi cried out in pleasure, and the vibration of her breath and mouth brought Mamoru to the edge.

"Usagi – if you don't – want to finish – me then—"

Usagi didn't let him finish. She pushed mouth fast down his shaft and brought it up slowly, giving him the sensation of a warm, wet, gentle vacuum on his penis. And then, like Mount Vesuvius, he went off.

"Usagi!"

Mamoru just passed out from the pleasure of it. He'd never been suckled off. Ever. It was something he'd never forget – once he'd recovered, that is.

Usagi got up from the couch, sniffing her own body, So, that's what sex smells like. She pulled an afghan off the back of the couch and covered her lover. Maybe next time, I can get even more satisfaction.

"I can't tell you yet, my love. You'll find out soon enough. Until then, be happy with me like this. I'll patrol and be back in time to sleep in your arms tonight."

Usagi grabbed her compact from where she had put it to be safe and turned and left.

Sailor Moon was outnumbered. Her teammates to her left, enemies to her right. And now, it felt more like enemies on both sides.

"Guys, please… you can't just sell me out like this! Once I find out how to get Mamoru's memories back, I'll be able to help you and your lovers. I just need time to figure this out. It's not an exact science, okay? And maybe together we can find a faster way to get our boys back," Usagi was pleading with her friends, but Sailor Mars's cold stare was the only response.

"If you want to put yourself before your friends, you go ahead and do that. I mean, it's not like it's your fault, right? It is what your mother taught you back on the Moon – that no matter how we called you friend, you always did outrank us, you always knew your place above us, and we let you do this to us," Sailor Mercury's voice was bitter, echoing Mars's comments from before, "We let you and your mother take our lovers from us. Now it is up to us to get them back."

And with that, the four soldiers left the battlefield, a dark, cold Juuban Park. The youma saw its chance and struck Sailor Moon with all its might.

"For my master, Lord Akito!" the ugly thing screamed, raising a claw to Sailor Moon's seemingly unprotected back.

"Jupiter Thunder Dragon!"

The monster never stood a chance. A water elemental, it was completely fried by Jupiter's familiar.

"Did you mean it, Usagi? Would you help me find a way to get Nephrite's memory back, to restore his body and bring him back to me, in full?" Makoto asked as she transformed back into her civilian clothes.

Usagi followed suit, ending up in sweatpants she had borrowed from Mamoru's dresser and a fluffy white Sailor V t-shirt. "Of course – I never meant for you guys to think that I was going to put my relationship with Mamoru over helping you guys get your lovers back, too. I know that I can't do it alone, but if we work together, maybe we can figure it out."

Makoto slipped her arm through Usagi's. "Let's go back to my place, have some food, and talk about our options. We are, after all, Ami-less at this point. But I have a few ideas about fixing that."

And with that, the two seemingly-civilian girls left Juuban Park safe and sound yet again.

Back at Makoto's mall apartment, the two girls chowed down on burgers, eggs, and cookies – all provided by Makoto, of course. After about twenty minutes of uninterrupted chewing, Usagi put down her fork and turned to Makoto.

"So what is your grand plan? We are, as you said, Ami-less. So now what do we do?" Usagi asked in a plaintive voice.

"First off, you can tell me why you are wearing clothes that obviously aren't yours. Then, you can tell me why you were out patrolling by yourself," Makoto pronounced.

"So why did you beat me to a pulp?"

"Fair enough. I figure that if we both spend time with Mamoru and studying that crystal of yours, we'll be able to unlock its magic again. If the crystal did this, you, as your mother's heir, should be able to undo it. Spending time with him is what we did back on the Moon, so maybe hanging out now will at least give his psyche a sense of déja vu," Makoto said confidently, throwing her shoulders back and smiling at her cleavage.

"Yeah, yeah, I've got DDs, too, Mako-chan. That sounds like a good idea, but didn't we all spend time together? What about the other girls? The generals? How do we get Ami-chan to help us again?" Usagi liked Makoto's idea, but she was still worried.

"Look, we are going to have to get the team back together one at a time… and now that I'm back with you, the odds aren't so bad, even considering that we have the youma to consider… and who is Lord Akito?" Makoto frowned as she finished.

"I don't know. We have to focus on getting the team back together – I think that is the only way to unlock the crystal right now. I think that it would be a good idea to get Minako-chan back to our side. After you, she is the strongest fighter, and Rei-chan will not be pleased, but maybe if we can make her angry enough, she'll scare off Ami-chan, who will come back to us and help us figure this whole puzzle out," Usagi decided.

"That is all well and good, but I am too tired to do all this right now. Thank god tomorrow is Sunday. I couldn't deal with school tomorrow if my life depended on it. Come on, I'll walk you home. It really isn't safe for you to be out this late by yourself, and I need the fresh air. I remember the way, so let's go," Makoto stood and gave Usagi her hand to help her off the floor where they had sat and eaten their meal together.

"Aaahh… about that – I'm not living at my parents' place anymore."

"So, do you need to stay here for the night?"

"No, for once, someone is waiting for me at home, and it's not the cat," Usagi smiled as warmth crept into her heart again.

"How is Luna? Artemis is absolutely overcome with guilt about what happened – he'll probably bully Minako-chan into coming back if we lay it on thick enough. So, where are you living? Is the person you're living with the one whose clothes you are borrowing?" Makoto walked Usagi out of the apartment before turning to lock up.

"Mamoru."

"Ah, don't worry about him. I told you, I'll help you get his memories back. So, where are we going?"

"MA-MO-RU."

"Shit. You moved in with the hottest, sexiest, most eligible amnesia patient from the Silver Millennium? What were you thinking? I know that spending time with him will help get his memories back, but you moved in with him!" Makoto screeched.

"Look, he came to my parents and asked them if they were okay with the arrangement. They were rather indifferent about the whole thing. So I live with him now. Don't worry about it. I'm gonna finish school, and if I want, he'll pay for me to go to college, too. He also said that if I just want to be his wife and a mother, that is okay, too," Usagi said quietly.

"Are you sleeping with him? Are you using protection?" Makoto was worried, no matter what Usagi said, as she pushed the button to take the elevator the two had entered down to the lobby.

"I am not sleeping with him yet. H said he would give me all the time in the world so long as I didn't just leave him. And he's a virgin, too. Besides, we're getting married when I graduate," Usagi said with a tone of finality.

The elevator doors opened and the two stepped out into the lobby, then exited through the doors of Makoto's complex.

"So long as you know that I'm here for you, and you promise to come here whenever you get into trouble or just need a girlfriend."

"I promise. Now, we turn left here and go to the end. We're not far from your place, but we are in a penthouse near the top of our building."

"You are enjoying playing house with him, aren't you?"

"I'll let you know later. This is our first night together."

Usagi had shoed Makoto out of the building before she could see which penthouse belonged to Mamoru – and now, by extension, me! Usagi thought. She leaned against the side of the elevator as it carried her to the private floor she now shared with Mamoru.

Usagi silently unlocked and opened the door to their home and as she entered she saw Mamoru on the couch, still asleep. She crawled across the room to snuggle into him. His breathing was deep and easy, and he was in almost the exact same position as she had left him in.

Usagi nudged her sleeping lover, "Time to wake, my Endymion, my Mamoru, and take your Serenity to bed," as she kissed him his eyelids fluttered.

"We must have passed out here… Let's go to bed, my ohime-sama. It's much more comfortable there, and it's much warmer, too," Mamoru looked into her eyes before getting up and lifting her in his arms, carrying her to the bedroom, "But I fear playtime must wait till tomorrow, once we have rested our weary selves."

Usagi stared into his arms, marveling at his strength, and the peculiar light shining in his eyes. She was beginning to see some of the Endymion – no, the Mamoru, that loved her truly. No matter what happened, Usagi was determined to not let their love just be some relic taken out and admired as custom or tradition.

Love was our past, and it will be our future, but I'm Usagi and he's Mamoru, just as much as we are Serenity and Endymion – no, even more than that! We'll love each other for who we are now, not just the past lovers we were. I promise you that, my love.

With that thought, Usagi kissed Mamoru gently on the lips as he lay her down and joined her, pulling the covers over the two of them. She was asleep, snuggled into him before he could even turn the light out.

"Oh, Usagi… you're going to have to explain what you did tonight to me. Who were those people? Why are you fighting? And why couldn't you tell me before?"