Title: Christmas Wish-List
Author: Princess Destiny
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Rating: M 15+
Summary: 'One Hour Challenge' #122, 124, 303 and 329: Response Fanfic. Usagi asks Mamoru what he would wish for, if he could have anything in world for Christmas-and he blurts out "Sailor Moon"! Who'd have known such an innocent question could start a chain reaction?
Couple: Usagi And Mamoru
Chapters: 3/9
Status: Completed
Year Completed: 2003

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CHRISTMAS WISH-LIST

By Princess Destiny


Chapter Three


"Overboard?" He hadn't seen anything if he thought that was overboard! "She's a close friend and you're having perverted thoughts about her draped on your black silk bed sheets in only a bow!" she shouted at him, incensed.

He blinked, then smiled wickedly, readily able to picture the scenario she'd given him. Sailor Moon in only a bow, draped on his black silk-

"How did you know I had black silk sheets?" he demanded, straightening up from the wall.

"I guessed," Usagi said with exasperation, thoroughly annoyed with him and the situation. This could go on for hours! "You're stinking rich and a bachelor. I've seen enough Movies to know the sort of thing you'd go for."

"Should I be insulted?" Mamoru wondered aloud, glancing down at her angry face. Okay, this was going absolutely nowhere. "Let's put it this way. You have her hair, her figure, you're about the right age, you know every single item of her fighting fuku and you even have her broach"

With this, Mamoru stepped up close to Usagi until they were only centimeters away. He smirked at her startled expression, then he bent over to stare at her broach. "And what a lovely broach it is." he said slyly.

"Thank you-I mean, it's not hers!" Usagi tried to cover her slip quickly, but she knew he'd already caught it. She brought her hands up to cover the broach and hide it from his gaze.

"Then why are you hiding it?" he said reasonably, still smirking.

Usagi's hands immediately pulled away and she let him look, her heart starting to thunder in her chest. "Fine," she muttered, looking over his head to the brick wall. She began to count the bricks, while standing utterly still so that he could scrutinize the broach.

Something occurred to her and she frowned, looking down at his silky hair. "Hey, just how the heck do you know so much about Sailor Moon's broach anyway?" she demanded. How did he know?

Mamoru straightened so abruptly that his head almost collided with her chin. She stepped back, glaring at him resentfully. "Careful!" she snapped. Mamoru was silent, staring at her with an indecipherable expression. "Well?" she said again.

"I've seen it up close." he said finally, looking away. Now he felt himself under the microscope-and he didn't like it at all!

"When? What year? What Month? What hour? What Youma was it?" Usagi barraged him with questions.

They both realized her slip at the exact same moment and stared at each other.

"How do you know that the Senshi call the monsters Youma?" he growled, head moving closer so that he loomed over her threateningly. She was going to admit this once and for all!

"I'm a friend!" she almost screamed into his face, frustrated. She changed tactics and thrust her face close to his so that they were only centimeters apart. "How exactly do you know that?"

Options were running out for Mamoru and he ground his teeth together, before getting an idea. If she could use that excuse, the so would he! "I'm a close personal friend of Tuxedo Kamen." he said smoothly, allowing a triumphant grin to cross his face.

Usagi gaped at him, stunned. What! The upperclass jerk, Mamoru, knew Tuxedo Kamen personally? "I don't believe it!" she snapped, thumping him on the chest with one small hand.

Mamoru caught her hand before she could thump him again and trapped it with fingers splayed out on his shirt. She swallowed hard, he noted with interest, wondering why he'd notice such a thing.

Attraction had never been a factor between them, given their age difference and the fact that they could never stand each other. But for a bare second, attraction had flared between them.

He frowned at her, then resumed their argument. "And I don't believe that you're a friend of Sailor Moon's. I believe that you are her." he told her calmly.

Why had her hand being trapped against his warm chest affected her? Was she attracted to him? Had that been...had he felt? She locked eyes with him involuntarily and saw a brief flash of something in his eyes, before it was gone.

"I'm not Sailor Moon, you idiot!" Usagi said, blushing slightly. She'd never been attracted to Mamoru before because they were enemies and because he was so much older than her. Besides, Rei liked him. But if Mamoru could ignore it, then so could she. "That's ridiculous!" Usagi scoffed at him. "That would be like me saying that you're Tuxedo Kamen!"

Mamoru's breath caught at her words. Usagi had no idea how true that statement was. He was Tuxedo Kamen, but she'd never know that...unless she was Sailor Moon, of course.

"Ridiculous." he agreed, heart beating faster. He calmed, reasoning that she'd never figure out his secret. "I'll tell you what," he said suddenly, giving a strange smile. "You admit that you're Sailor Moon and I'll tell you Tuxedo Kamen's real identity."

It was a gambit, but it was also a test to see her feelings. He knew that Sailor Moon had a 'thing' for him. Would Usagi betray herself to find out who Tuxedo Kamen really was?

Usagi gasped, eyes going wide, breath warm against his lips. Somehow, they'd still remained centimeters away from each other's face, while arguing.

Mamoru studied her face, taking in each detail intently. What if she was Sailor Moon? What would this mean for him...and her? Would they be closer without the secrets between them, or would she hate him when she found out he was her dream-guy. Of course, he was only guessing with the dream-guy bit. A crush on the guy that saved you was one thing, but maybe she'd rather a guy her own age or a Movie star to sigh over?

That wasn't fair!

Usagi stood still, afraid to move as Mamoru studied her face slowly, eyes trailing over her every feature. Once again, attraction had sprung up between the two enemies and she was scared and excited at the same time. And bewildered as to how it had gotten there.

Shouldn't they be yelling? Could she really betray herself to this man just for the sake of knowing who Tuxedo Kamen was in civilian form? What if Tuxedo Kamen didn't like her as Usagi? What if Mamoru was lying?

No...she couldn't risk it, not matter how tempting it was. Luna would have been proud at her steely resolve in the face of such temptation!

"Sorry. I'm not admitting that I'm Sailor Moon, no matter how good an offer that was." she said, pulling her face back carefully. She stepped back, pulling her hand out from under his and immediately missing the warmth of his chest. She'd been able to feel his heart beating, for a moment.

She shook her head, frustrated, angry and bewildered. "You're like the devil, tempting an innocent for their soul." she told him in exasperation.

"Satan? Please don't say you'll be calling me that from now on." Mamoru said with equal exasperation, missing the warmth of her hands against his chest. He gave himself a mental kick when he realized what he'd been thinking. Of course, if she turned out to be Sailor Moon, it was an entirely different matter. But right then, he was dealing with Odango Atama, enemy extraordinare.

"I'll think about it," Usagi said, grinning suddenly. "So, have you given up yet?"

"Nope," Mamoru said, eyes dropping to her chest. He abruptly reached out and grabbed the broach, startled when a tingle went up his arm like an electric shock.

He turned it over curiously, wondering why there'd been no resistance when he'd plucked it from her chest. There was no pin on the back! It was as smooth as a mirror.

"Okay Sherlock," he said, quirking an eyebrow at her. "Explain how your broach stays on that bow without any help."

"What?" Usagi said, confused.

Mamoru turned her broach around and showed her the back and she paled. Oh! She'd forgotten about that. Luna had never explained why it had stayed on without a pin either. "It...umm..." she trailed off helplessly, eyes looking at his with a trapped expression in their blue depths.

"Well?" Mamoru demanded softly. "If this isn't magic I don't know what-"

"Magnetic!" The blonde blurted out, an idea popping in her head. She looked down and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the big bobby pin holding her bow on. Luckily the stitching had come loose the week before and she'd been too lazy to sew it back on.

"See?" she picked the end of the pin up and showed him, unable to keep the triumphant smile from her face.

Mamoru reached out with the broach and held it near the bow. He felt a slight pull and frowned, letting it go. The broach immediately closed the distance between the bow and it, resting there on her chest again.

"That's some magnet," he said dryly, calculating the possibility of a magnet being that strong for such a pin. He supposed it was possible if the broach had a strong magnet inside it. But for what purpose? "Let me see that." he muttered, grabbing the broach from her again unceremoniously.

"Hey!" Usagi yelped, having thought that she was in the clear.

She knew so much about Sailor Moon-because she was a friend.

Her broach wasn't magic, it was magnetic.

And as for her features...well, maybe she was just a fan who liked her hair the same way as Sailor Moon.

Almost every fifteen year old was as slender and small as she was. So-what the hell was he up to now?

"How do you open this thing?" Mamoru fumbled with the smooth gold, trying to find a catch or something. But he couldn't find one. It seemed to be sealed tight without even a seam. How weird! "So much for that theory-" he began, but broke off when the broach tingled in his hands again and the top half suddenly swung up to reveal the inside. There was nothing there bit a round hole, about the size of a walnut. It was as if something had once been inside.

He looked up to ask Usagi, put to his astonishment, she was standing very close to him so that her shoulder brushed his chest and she were peering in as curiously as he was!

"Wow, it's never done that before," she said with surprise. She studied the oval hole inside and something stirred at the back of her mind elusively, a moment before it was gone.

For a second, she could have sworn she'd seen something nestled inside that oval, shinning brightly silver.Almost as if an image had been superimposed. "Did you see-?" she began to ask, but then remembered just who she was standing so close to, studying her broach.

"Did I see-?" Mamoru echoed, looking at her curiously. See what? He looked back at the broach, but it remained unchanged.

"Nothing." Usagi said abruptly, reaching for the broach with her hand. But to her shock, Mamoru pulled it away, snapping the lid closed with one finger. He gave it a swift look to confirm that it had once again sealed without a seam, then he looked back to an furious Usagi.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" she demanded, hands going to her hips. Usagi gave him a glare and then looked pointedly at her broach. "I'll take that back now thank you."

"Mmm," Mamoru titled his head to the side and regarded her consideringly. Why did she want it back so bad? It did almost confirm that she was who he thought she was. Maybe it was an heirloom?

"Look, you can give me my broach back," she said reasonably. "I'm not Sailor Moon and you can't prove it. You haven't seen me transform."

Mamoru smiled to himself. Silly Usagi. She'd tripped herself up yet again. Transform into Sailor Moon she'd said. The words he used as Tuxedo Kamen.

If she'd been just anyone, she would have said something like 'turn into Sailor Moon' or 'magic into Sailor Moon'.

He frowned thoughtfully. Just how did Sailor Moon transform? Well...what did they have in common? His eyes brightened. The broach! Ah ha! He had her now!

Quickly, he pulled open his right breast pocket and dropped the broach inside. Mmm, interesting. It was really light...even lighter than when he'd been holding it? Yes, it was!

He'd just pocketed her broach! "Hey," she shouted, hands going for his shirt pocket. She needed it to transform into Sailor Moon. She'd be defenseless without it.

Mamoru patted his right shirt pocket to make sure the broach was secure, then fixed the angry blonde with a calm look.

Her hands came up, but he grabbed both of them in both of his own. "Uh uh, Odango," he shook his head admonishingly at her, blue eyes teasing. He had a feeling that both he and Usagi were now very aware that every time they touched, a spark of attraction sprung up, but she was similarly ignoring it.

They always had, as a rule, invaded each other's personal space without a thought, but now it was getting awkward for some reason. And it couldn't have been just because of his suspecting that she was Sailor Moon and her knowing it.

Why did it have to do that? Usagi bit her lip, uncomfortably aware that she was standing close to his warm body, his hands holding both of hers in a gentle grip. What had changed? It couldn't have been because Mamoru thought she was Sailor Moon or her knowing that he knew.

No, it was something else.

To be fair, they'd never been this much in each other's company. Usually, it was 'jerk' and 'Odango Atama', a little screaming and then parting company. She looked up from their hands into his eyes and tried not to be intimidated by how very male he appeared suddenly.

"So, Odango?" Mamoru said silkily, staring right into her eyes.

"Hmm?" she answered in a daze, his presence overwhelming her.

"Do you have a crush on Tuxedo Kamen?" he said softly, eyes searching hers.

Usagi's eyes widened and she flushed, jerking her hands from his. That jerk! Trust him to take advantage of her weak state and jump right in with a killer question. Duh! Of course she had a crush. "Of course not." she said loftily.

"Why don't I believe you?" Mamoru said, grinning. With that blush on her cheeks, there was no way she didn't have a crush on Tuxedo Kamen. Well, well. Usagi had a crush on him. Now he knew how she felt about him and she knew how he felt about Sailor Moon...her. Interesting.

"Who cares!" her blue eyes flashed as she made a hasty grab at his shirt pocket.

Mamoru moved sideways at the last minute and instead of grabbing at something solid, she felt air under her hands.

Thrown off balance, she tumbled forward.

Mamoru stepped forward when he saw the blonde falling and he caught her up in his arms. "You're such a klutz, Odango Atama." he murmured.

Usagi realized that her ungraceful fall towards the ground had been halted as she fell against a warm chest and arms circled her back and waist. She blinked, then swallowed, breathing his scent in for a moment. She raised her head and looked up at him shyly. "Thank you."

"You're very welcome," Mamoru drawled. His face moved down towards hers and he stopped when his lips were just touching hers with the barest hint. "Sailor Moon." he went on smoothly.

To Be Continued...


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Chapter Four will be tomorrow. :) I'd really love it if those who are reading my Fanfic would Submit them to my Archives. Just find the URL for Destiny's Gateway Archive in my Profile and come on over. We're completely automated like here at FF .net, so you'd be able to put your Fanfics up within a few minutes.

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