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: 8/9
Status: Completed
Year Completed: 2003

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CHRISTMAS WISH-LIST

By Princess Destiny


Chapter Eight


Motoki looked up automatically as the sliding doors to the Arcade opened. He usually closed the games section around five, but the cafe part of the place really only got its best customers at night, when he broke out the chairs and tables out the front of the place.

He therefore wasn't overly surprised to see his customer was one Chiba Mamoru. Motoki grinned in welcome. "Welcome back, Mamoru. I wondered where you'd disappeared to when you left earlier."

"I had some thinking to do." Mamoru said pensively, sliding onto a chair at the counter.

Motoki immediately went to the cupboard for a coffee cup, knowing what his friend would be needing. Mamoru was always a coffee drinker. He knew just how the upper-classman felt, studying late to keep up the grades. Both young men wanted to go to Medical School and Motoki had been very glad of being approved for the loan to buy the Arcade a few years back.

His friend, of course, was loaded.

Motoki poured the steaming coffee into the cup and slid it over the counter. "Here you go."

"Thanks," Mamoru said, with a smile, eyes still far away.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"A penny wouldn't even make a dent on my yearly intake." Mamoru said dryly, thinking of the interest his huge fortune was getting each year.

Motoki gave him an exasperated look and he sighed. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you." he said quietly.

Motoki didn't know about Mamoru's secret identity and he wasn't sure it was a good idea to tell him. Like the Senshi, anyone who knew who they really were was in great danger.

"I promise to believe three impossible things before the six O'clock crowd rushes in for their java hit." The blonde said promptly, smile mischievous.

"You won't be so charitable when I tell you I've been keeping a huge secret from you for months." Mamoru said quietly gaze meeting his best friend's squarely.

Motoki's mouth fell open in surprise, then his blue eyes narrowed. "You what?" he growled, looking displeased. "Mamoru! I tell you everything!" he protested.

"This one is...dangerous." Mamoru's eyes were dead serious. He wiped his index finger along the side of the cup to catch a stray drop trailing down the side.

"Dangerous?" Motoki echoed, surprised yet again. His friend looked so damn certain that it was a dangerous secret...could it be...? "You're not into...drugs, are you, buddy?" he said awkwardly, not happy about just blurting it out like that. If his friend was in trouble, he'd even risk his business to help Mamoru out.

"Drugs? God no!" Mamoru said, giving a short laugh. His laugh became more genuine as Motoki slumped in relief and began to laugh also.

"Had me worried, you jerk." The blonde admonished, shaking his head. "So-what else could it be that's so dangerous?" his eyes widened and he threw a hunted look around, then leant in close. "You didn't kill anyone, did ya?" he stage-whispered, not taking it seriously.

"Honestly, Motoki," Mamoru drawled, sighing deeply. His eyes met Motoki's again, this time the expression was wry. "Covering up a murder would be far less dangerous than my current occupation."

"You got a job!" Motoki jumped onto that immediately, stumped. But Mamoru was loaded! He didn't need to work a day...not that he wouldn't make a great doctor...wait, how could a job be dangerous?

He stared at his dark-haired friend thoughtfully. No, Mamoru had said 'occupation', not 'job'. "What is it?" he demanded, afire with curiosity.

"Motoki..." Mamoru began and then broke off with a frown. How on earth to tell him? Where to start? "What's the best-kept secret in Tokyo?" he said slowly.

"Umm...the restaurants use frozen food?" Motoki tried, grinning like a maniac.

"Try again." Mamoru ordered, taking a long sip from his coffee.

"The Yakuza are running a cocaine racket using stuffed-toys?" Motoki snickered this time, trying to picture it.

"Possible, but not logical," Mamoru said dryly, rolling his blue eyes. "Try something localized to only Juuban and think of the news."

Motoki scratched himself, then his eyes brightened as something popped into his head. "The Sailor Senshi!" he said in triumph. Then he realized what he was saying and he gaped. "Nah, that can't be it."

"You're so hot, you're steaming." Mamoru said sardonically, blue eyes deepening in color. He met his friend's eyes and tried to convey his sincerity through his expression.

Motoki's gape widened and then he nodded. "I know you aren't the type person to lie, Mamoru," he glared. "Especially to your best friend in the world!"

"Correct." Mamoru nodded, taking another sip.

"You know something about the Sailor Senshi?" Motoki thought about that for a long moment.

"Keep going. Think about what I said a minute ago." Mamoru prompted, draining off his coffee.

"What you said..." Motoki frowned, thinking hard. What had Mamoru said that was connected to this?

"Ah ha! There you are, you jerk!"

The triumphant voice thundered into the silence that had fallen between the two and Mamoru and Motoki both jumped, not having heard anyone enter the Arcade. The two swiftly looked up to see four girls glaring at them murderously.

The speaker, surprisingly, was Usagi!

Wow, that girl had a set of lungs, Mamoru thought wryly. Of course, he had half expected the blonde to track him down and demand her broach back...and where would Sailor Moon be without her Senshi? He groaned.

"Okay, I'll give you exactly ten seconds to hand over the goods!" Makoto said menacingly, thumping her fist into the palm of her other hand.

"I'll give you five seconds." Rei said, purple eyes flashing.

"Now." Ami said simply, looking really scary.

"I'd love to help you ladies, but I had things to do, people to see." Mamoru drawled, getting to his feet.

Usagi gaped at him in dismay. "No, no! I need it back-you understand?" she pleaded, lower lip trembling.

"Usagi! No." Ami said, as if to a naughty dog. She blinked and smiled sheepishly when Motoki gaped at her tone. "Sorry-but don't say a word." she finished in a command, crossing her arms.

"I'm sure you can understand my position, Odango Atama." Mamoru said, shrugging gracefully. He adjusted the collar of his black shirt and cast her an amused look. "Something for something" he hinted.

"Not happening!" Makoto growled, green eyes narrowing in fury. She cracked her knuckles and Motoki winced at the sound. "You'll excuse me if I beat you to a pulp?"

"Makoto," Motoki said, aghast. "Surely, a broach isn't worth that sort of violence?"

"It's important to Usagi and Mamoru stole it." The brunette said stubbornly.

"Mamoru, give the broach back." The blonde man said, frowning at his friend. Why on earth was Mamoru keeping Usagi's broach from her?

"Sorry, no. I'm not going to loose" Mamoru shook his head at his friend, throwing the Senshi a sardonic look. They really thought pressuring him when someone else was there, was going to work?

The upper-classman decided to ignore the girls for a moment. He looked to the side of the counter and saw the familiar cloth that Motoki cleaned all the surfaces with usually.

Motoki looked very clueless as his friend grabbed his wash-cloth, swiftly pulled something from his jacket and wrapped it up neatly. "What are you doing?"

Mamoru smiled mysteriously and handed the bundle to Motoki. "This is for the coffee-and a clue for what we were talking about before the girls came in," he murmured. "Don't open it till the girls and I are gone."

Motoki stared at Mamoru, eyebrows lifted. Whatever the man had put into the washcloth was so important that he didn't want the girls to see it? The blonde was afire with curiosity, but he nodded to Mamoru as if he understood.

"Now," Mamoru said, whirling swiftly on the girls, a scary smile on his face. To his delight, Usagi gave a squeak and all the girls jumped in shock. He could really get used to taunting the Senshi!

"You're not getting the broach back until I get some answers." he said pleasantly, walking slowly towards them. The girls stood their ground and Mamoru stopped when he was chest to chest with Usagi, who abruptly flushed a bright red.

Usagi didn't know where to look as she felt Mamoru's warm chest pressing against hers. Did he have to do this right in front of the girls and Motoki?

"Aren't you even going to look at me?" Mamoru said in amusement, grinning down at the blonde's bent head.

"Lay off her, turkey!" Rei glared at him.

Mamoru gave Rei a swift look of warning. The girls knew they were the Sailor Senshi and they were aware that he suspected they were and so they were more...assertive than usual. But he knew something they didn't and that gave him the upper hand. Chiba Mamoru was Tuxedo Kamen and if the Senshi thought that they could cower Tuxedo Kamen, they had another thing coming.

Usagi finally glanced up and he smiled at her. "Not happening." he said pleasantly.

"Damn it!" Usagi said, frowning at him. She stepped back slightly until they were no longer touching, chin raised defiantly.

"If you want to talk to me, I'm here every day." The dark-haired man said, stating the obvious.

"Plan two!" Usagi muttered under her breath to Makoto. Mamoru wouldn't be so damn smug when she stole the broach back from under his nose.

Makoto grinned and gave a thumb's up, before stepping lightly aside for Mamoru to pass.

What had those two been muttering about? Mamoru gave Makoto a suspicious look, not putting it past the girl to waylay him in some dark alley. He could take her! He was Tuxedo Kamen, after all.

"See you tomorrow morning, Motoki!" he called to his friend, waving over his shoulder.

To Usagi, he gave a knowing look. "Later, my sweet." he murmured, eyes filling with warmth. She flushed and squirmed and he grinned, then sauntered out the sliding doors.

"Let's get some sleep." Makoto said, faking a yawn.

"Why did we give up!" Rei demanded, rounding on Usagi and Makoto.

"Were you really going to beat him up?" Ami said reasonably. "We really don't want the police involved"

"Right." The girls chorused.

"Sorry about Mamoru, Usagi." Motoki said awkwardly, shaking his head.

"Not a problem," Usagi said airily, grinning. She had another plan and they'd put it into action tomorrow-but first to find out when Mamoru would be out of his apartment. "Hey, what time does Mamoru come here usually?" she asked casually.

"Around nine O'clock" Motoki said, wondering what was going on.

Rei and Ami were staring at Usagi, wondering also.

"I'll bug him again in the morning," The blonde girl said, hiding her triumphant grin. Mamoru would be in the Arcade and she would be raiding his apartment. He couldn't possibly be keeping the broach on him all the time. Right?

"We'll meet here tomorrow morning." Rei said, the light of battle in her eyes.

Usagi felt dismay fill her and looked appealingly at Makoto.

Makoto hid an excited grin. "I think Usagi should talk to him alone." she said casually.

"No way!" Ami said, eyes narrowing.

"The Arcade will be crowded." Makoto stressed.

Rei and Ami reluctantly agreed and the girls all headed out of the Arcade. It was already past Usagi's dinner time.

"We'll keep our communicators close if you need us." Rei promised, arms going about the blonde.

Usagi felt very guilty for a moment, but over Rei's shoulder she mouthed silently to Makoto. "Tomorrow!"

The brunette gave a thumb's up. Yep, they were all set for tomorrow alright!


After the girls and Mamoru had left, Motoki's mouth was still open in astonishment. What an earth was going on between those five? Mamoru had been acting so strangely too. He suddenly remembered the bundle his friend had given him and opened it curiously.

"It's too big to be money" he muttered, having a little trouble getting the cloth off of the object. Something kept catching on the cloth.

Finally, Motoki got the bundle unwrapped and his mouth fell open again. Inside was a perfect red rose, petals almost open.

Motoki scratched at his head, bewildered. "Why did Mamoru give me a rose?" he wondered aloud, carefully placing the rose on the bench and shaking out a few leaves from his cloth.

Had Mamoru finally gone over the bend?

"What does this have to do with what we were talking about?" The blonde mused. He frowned, glaring at nothing as a few people entered the Arcade in search of coffee.

Five minutes later, as the people left with their drinks, Motoki was still trying to figure out why Mamoru had paid for his coffee with a flower! "I wonder if Mamoru went off the deep end?" Motoki muttered, then felt bad. The upper-classman was perfectly sane...just more than a little weird, that was all.

After wiping off the bench and putting Mamoru's coffee cup into the dishwasher, parts of his conversation with his best friend came flooding back. A huge dangeroussecret, that was the best-kept one in Tokyo.

Mamoru knew something about the Sailor Senshi!

"Well...damn." the man said, staring again at the rose. Roses...now what did that have to do with...

And then it hit him, with all the force of a freight train.

"Holy shit!" Motoki swore loudly, eyes going huge and shocked. Mamoru was Tuxedo Kamen!


"Are you sure about this?" Jupiter muttered, depositing her burden gentle onto the balcony. Her green eyes stared at Usagi's face anxiously. "Really, really sure?" she pressed, balancing easily on the balcony rail with all the grace of a ballet dancer.

"I'm sure, Jupiter! Stop nagging me!" Usagi grumbled, crossing her arms and glaring up at the Senshi. Okay, maybe it wasn't the most brilliant idea in the world, but it was all she could come up with!

And boy had Makoto nagged her about it. Worry, arguing, dissuading. "We're here, aren't we? May as well go in"

"Oh no, Usagi!" Jupiter waved a hand at her friend in a negating manner. "There's no way I'm doing this. I brought you and I'll take you back, but I'm not putting one foot in there." she sighed resignedly, looking faintly harassed. "It's bad enough that we're going behind Ami and Rei's backs on this."

"It's a good idea!" Usagi said stubbornly, pouting. She brushed the hair from her eyes and peered sideways into the apartment.

Spotless and loaded with lots of expensive things.

Her blue eyes narrowed. How like that jerk to have a cool place, with cool stuff to go with his cool attitude.

She felt something brush her arm and jumped lightly, then realized that it was just Jupiter, gawking into the exterior also.

"Egad! Mamoru is loaded, Usagi." The Senshi of lighting said with awe, whistling admirably. "Where do you think he's stashed the broach?"

Usagi nibbled on her bottom lip indecisively. Could it be in the lounge or in the bedroom. She flushed slowly red as she thought of the latter, wondering briefly if he had silk sheets.

"I bet he has silk sheets and everything," Jupiter muttered enviously, as if reading the blonde's mind. "Hehehe." she said evilly.

"What?" Usagi demanded, turning her head to stare questionably at the girl. Why did Jupiter look like that cat that caught the canary?

Jupiter flushed slightly, then shook her head. "Oh, nothing. Nothing at all." she said guiltily. Her nose wrinkled slightly as she debated whether to go in with Usagi. Nah. The blonde could handle it and they'd be gone long before Mamoru came home from the University.

"Get going, Moon!" she prodded Usagi with her elbow.

"Is it unlocked?" Usagi whispered, looking around furtively. Like anyone was going to think them breaking and entering when they were that far up! Of course, they might wonder what a Senshi was doing there...

"You better hide." she said, glancing about her as if they were being spied upon. She tentatively reached for the balcony door and pulled to the right. To her immense relief, it slid open.

"Cool!" she squealed in delight. At this rate, she'd have her moon broach back in minutes. "Wait for me here." she ordered, crouching low and entering the room. She straightened after a quick look about to confirm Mamoru wasn't there and then began to search.

"Don't forget the kitchen!" Jupiter hissed from the doorway.

Usagi nodded and rolled her eyes. Trust Makoto to think of kitchens at a time like this! "Right."

"Think he cooks his own food?" Another hiss from the doorway.

Usagi whirled, glaring. "Do you want to do this?" she demanded, feeling on edge.

"And keep you from all the fun? Never!" The brunette Senshi snickered, then winked and slid the balcony door shut. She bent slightly at the knees and then disappeared upwards as if on wings.

Usagi sighed. Jupiter would wait on the roof for her to call. She really could have leant a hand though! The blonde nosed about the room for the next few minutes, then wandered down the hall. As she entered her room, she could smell roses.

Her eyes widened as she saw a vase full of beautiful red roses on his bedside. Mamoru liked roses? She tentatively touched a petal and then leant over to smell them, sighing happily. Usagi loved roses, especially since Tuxedo Kamen always had the scent of them about him.

"I'm not here to smell the roses!" The blonde groaned at herself, then smacked her forehead when she realized what she'd said. How cliche!

Usagi began to search the room for her broach, going through his draw, his closet and even his jacket pockets. Damn, it wasn't there! And something else was missing too...

Mamoru's favorite green jacket! "He must have it on him still!" she cried in frustration, jumping up and down.

If she hadn't been so agitated, she might have heard the front door open and close. But she was so distracted that she only heard the intruder when it was too late. Footsteps came down the hall.

Usagi freaked out and ran around in circles, unable to think clearly. Mamoru was home! She was in his home! Oh no! Why hadn't Makoto stayed to watch-out for the jerk!

She froze and stared at the bedroom door like a hunted rabbit as Mamoru appeared in the doorway.

To Be Continued...


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Chapter Nine, the final one, will be out tomorrow. The Sequel...who knows. I can't write a thing at the moment! I have writer's block:)

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