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The Midnight Run.
Chapter Two


"Why me?" She mumbled the question to herself, turning to go into the house shutting the door behind her, the rose he gave her still in her hand. Smooth to the touch, dark red velvet, green thorn less stem held carefully in her hand.

"What Usagi?" Kenji asked puzzled at his daughter's silly behavior. She needed to speak to Mamoru, she needed to tell him, tell him what she didn't know, but things needed to be said. She wanted to be held by him again, feel the silk of his tongue speak to her soul again.

'I need to tell him…' Her thought trailed off into nothingness, her quickly turning to pull the door back open. He was gone, it was too late for them to talk now and say the things that needed to be said. Tuxedo Kamen was about to make a run for it when the door opened back up and he saw those familiar Odango's bobbing up and down. He would've laughed at her antics if the tables were turned, but they weren't it was he who was caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Trust was a major issue that he hadn't mastered yet with the opposite sex, and it hadn't occurred to him the possibilities of their situation, theories setting on him dawning them to rise.

"Usagi go to bed!" Kenji yelled back at her, tired of her antics wondering what or who his daughter could be looking for this time of night, he had noted the mask and rose in her hand and he didn't like it one bit.

"Okaaaaaayyyy." She started to whine shutting the door behind her. Kenji smiled; she was still young going around whining in high pitched decibels, that was his little girl

Mamoru de-transformed knowing that it wouldn't be wise to travel home with out his mask. He crawled out of the bushes and started on his journey to home. He was officially Mamoru Chiba again, just a regular guy. Only his world seemed different, brighter even though his identity was hanging in the balance. Just that quick his life changed, the way of his world changed, all for a little blonde girl with Odangos. He remembered when they first met, her deeming his head a trash can for her failed test papers. Oh how her little face frowned up, brows coming together, her pointing her little finger in his face. He didn't get thrills off of pissing her off, okay maybe a little but not a lot. He didn't know what to do, his black hair shining in the moonlight, varying in hues of blue. Silence swarmed him, everything calm, and he still couldn't think, he still couldn't figure out how she always seemed to have him step out of place. How she always seemed to touch him, he had tasted heaven and forgetting her wasn't going to be so easy after all she knew the man behind the mask.

Usagi ran up the steps and down the hall to her room, her heart racing the whole time. The thumping in her chest sounding louder than her quick steps down the hall, blonde hair streaming behind her. She opened the door and slammed it behind her, the mask in her back pocket, and the rose still in her hand. She didn't care that she had left her shopping bags downstairs for her parents to snoop through. She only had one thing on her mind.

"I… Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Usagi's shrill scream echoed through out half of Tokyo, shaking the Tsukino's household. Mamoru paused in his tracks knowing that she just realized what she had done, what they had done, smiling once more he continued walking home.

"I kissed Tuxedo Kamen/Mamoru!" She shrieked ignoring the small ball of fur purring on her bed, nestled down into the light orange comforter.

"Usagi, are u alright?" Ikuko asked from the bottom of the stairs.

"Yes I'm fine." Usagi assured her mother desperately trying to calm herself.

"Quiet down now." Ikuko warned her daughter.

"You WHAT?" Luna asked fuming at her, the cat's black hair standing up on all ends, her little moon print shining. Usagi caught herself, not ready to answer Luna's demanding questions, not ready to deal with the issue herself. Her mind went blank, logic and reason of telling who Tuxedo Kamen was went out of the window, her small heart hung in the balance, and she couldn't be the reason it broke.

'It would be wrong to tell knowing that he trusts you with this information. Usagi you couldn't. How would you feel if he told on you without a chance for you to explain yourself? But it's Mamoru, cold, despising, amazingly cute Mamoru. He comes off cold and distant as both the Hero and the Student, but Mamoru has friends, he's nice to those who he chooses to be nice to. But he saves my life everyday as Sailor Moon I would've been dead if it wasn't for him, the cold Masked Hero. Chiba wouldn't really hurt me.' Her brain reasoned with her she couldn't do it, not yet. They had so much that needed to be said she couldn't do it she owed him her life and she would grant him at least one favor.

"Oh Luna your so silly. I dreamt it of course. Oh Luna it was aaaawful when I was kissing Tuxedo Kamen he just turned into that jerk Mamoru." Usagi explained her sickening story to Luna as she rolled off the bed laughing. The small cat balling into fits of laughter, everybody knew of Usagi's beef with Mamoru, Luna had to hear Usagi complain about him everyday. Everyday it was something new that Mamoru would subject Usagi to.

"Oh come on Luna. It's not funny. Promise me that you won't tell the girls. Promise me!" She desperately pleaded with the small cat ready to make her spend the night in the closet if need be.

"Odango Atama! I hope you're not talking to your cat again." Shingo said walking by her room door snickering at his older sister.

"I hate that name, that thing gave it to me." She said being melodramatic staring back trying to find Luna noticing that the window was up.

"Don't come back Luna and I mean it." Usagi yelled out the window to the black cat running down the street.

"Wait until I tell Minako." Luna called back dashing down the empty street heading for Mina's house to spread the word.

"Nooooooooo!" Usagi whined shutting her window and locking it face frowning up at Luna's betrayal. Now it would be a lot of teasing at her expense, she would just have to deal with it, it couldn't be that bad.

'How could she? That turn coat.' She huffed throwing the mask and rose down on her bed, Luna hadn't noticed what she had in her hand; the black cat had ignored the rose completely.

"Mom Odango threw the cat out again." Shingo snitched snickering at his sister; only Usagi could argue with a cat and make it seem so important.

"Go to bed, the both of you." Ikuko yelled meaning business.

'Those two.' She thought running a hand through her long blue hair ready to give out punishments if need be.

"Back to the mask." She said ready to get down to business, she scooped it up off of her bed. Getting a kick out of the realness of it, the fact that she finally knew the truth, finally knew the person who protected her everyday as Sailor Moon, Mamoru. Staring in her mirror that sat atop her short in height, but long dresser, she placed the mask on her face. It didn't fit, of course it didn't fit, it was made only for Tuxedo Kamen, it was only meant for him to wear. The mask was cool to her skin; she spun around with the rose in her right hand enjoying her goofing off. Slowly spinning to a stop, she let the mask go expecting it to drop. It stuck to her face shrinking with each second, gluing itself to her skin as if it were becoming apart of her. She pulled her golden hair back taking in her reflection staring back at her self in the mirror; she had to get it off. Heart racing she began pulling at it, tearing at it with her fingers, the mask wouldn't budge. She dropped the rose in anguish, petals turning black shriveling up as the mask was taking form to her face, becoming a part of her. The rose dying as she screamed on the inside, as she held down the lunch she had ate at the mall.

"Luna." She managed to choke out her panicking form sending her complexion pale. The mirror reflected her image back, form fitting mask hiding her identity.

"My face." She said pulling her drooping bangs back, quickly glancing at her moon sign that sent electric shocks pulsating through her veins. Fear crept through her skin, her itching to be someone else. Anybody else besides the warrior she had become one day overnight. Her moon sign only showed while she was Sailor Moon, after she de-transformed it had always faded, but not this time it shined as bright as the moon, engulfing her room. The light becoming brighter blinding to the normal human but Usagi wasn't normal, she was Sailor Moon. She didn't like her body's reaction to Mamoru's Mask, to his kisses, to his teasing, to him point blank period. Just that quick her goofing off had got her back into a tight situation, her mocking the situation instead of taking the vital information he had given her to heart had lead her here. She didn't know what to do, she couldn't tell her family, and how would they react to a mask being stuck to their daughters face. Not just any mask, but the mask of Tuxedo Kamen.

Usagi felt a burning sensation start at her temples growing to the mark of the moon flying through the rest of her body. Her small body glowing, her feet felt heavy as the weight of her full power came pouring into her. Falling, her body hitting the floor bouncing from the impact but know one came to check on her, they were used to her klutz attacks regularly. Her heart started to thump faster; quick flashes of light blinded her vision. Vision fading in and out, memories plaid out in front of her like a three dimensional movie. There stood a man handing her white lilies, opening a door to a red Ferrari, the car zooming off in the distance. Flashes of light moved so rapidly, her eardrums rang from the movement. He stood there again on the beach with her, a small pink haired child climbing into her lap. A princess in a dress dancing with a prince, the locket he placed in her hand began to play. A ring given in promise sealing their engagement forever bonding them. Blood pouring over the moon. Lifeless bodies, his hand going cold in her own. Her real mother saving them all. The vision broke; she laid there in a cold sweat, bangs matted against her damp forehead, lungs breathing deeply.

"Mamoru. Tuxedo Kamen is Mamoru." She gasped, pulling at the mask once again, yanking the mask off. It expanded back to its normal size like nothing ever happened, like it was never touched by her small hands, or fitted her features so perfectly. She didn't want to believe it, think on it, or speak of it again.

'But it must be talked about.' Once again her stomach fluttered, she needed to talk to Mamoru, and they needed to discuss what happened. She could barely breathe, her throat felt dry, body aching from the experience she just had. The moon symbol was no longer shining brightly, it had faded away. Knowledge shown in her eyes as all the rivers she never cried came crashing down upon her form. Just from that mere second her life changed. She didn't want to believe it, the things she saw, her vision still going out of focus, white dots dancing across her bedroom.

"I couldn't be." She repeated to herself willing her voice to be firm even though it quivered as her body shook, as her mind tore into past lives. She was the Princess, the lonely girl in her dreams who walked the halls at night calling to her Prince Endymion. It was no way around it, Kenji and Ikuko couldn't be her real parents. She cried harder than before, mind absorbing in the truths of her life, the real person who she once used to be. This whole time they were searching for a Princess to protect and it was her, saving the world, putting her life on the line with the help of the Senshi and Tuxedo Kamen. They were going on about protecting the Princess and here she was, whiney, klutzy Usagi. They wouldn't accept her; they expected so much more for a Princess. They expected someone with regal grace not someone who could beat you in Sailor V. She wanted to deny it; pretend that she didn't know, turn in her Sailor Moon card and resign. But she couldn't Luna wouldn't let her, and she couldn't let down all those people who believed in her more than she did herself. There was Naru, and Umino, Motoki and many more friends that she fought hard to protect everyday. Her thoughts ran on trying to figure out a way to break the news to the Senshi with out giving a way Tuxedo Kamen's identity.

'It has to be a way; it has to be something I can do.' The fact that she was the princess still lingered on her essence, her thoughts going back to the kiss she shared with Mamoru. She had to talk to Mamoru, how he would react when he found out that she was who he's been looking for, fighting for consumed the rest of her thoughts. Some of her past still fuzzy, memories jumbled, mixed in with her new life. Her hair shown silver in the moonlight, her room still shifting around her, she wondered if that was a side effect of a brain overload. She still didn't want to believe it, she still didn't want to grasp it, but she took on the problem just like she did when Luna brought her a new identity. What to tell Luna escaped her mind as sleep evaded her sealing her fate for the night.


-- The next day

She sat there on the second floor of the arcade with the girls, she arrived late and here they were eating while she had to wait. She knew it would hit any minute now, the teasing, the comments, and Rei's gleam in her eye would surely kill her.

"Hey Usagi heard about you kissing Mamoru." They chanted together causing the blonde to shutter; she didn't find it funny, this was exactly what she didn't want Luna to do. She made a mental note to kick Luna a few good times for her own pleasure.

"I did not kiss Mamoru. I kissed Tuxedo Kamen!" Usagi screamed turning red in the face, her anger getting the best of her, her quickly taking her fingers to massage her temple. She hadn't slept well last night, the dreams came to her once again only this time she knew the story, knew the ending because it wasn't her imagination it was a memory.

"It was Tuxedo Kamen and his piercing blue eyes…" Usagi said pausing looking like her space ship just blasted off, she knew she kissed Mamoru but she wouldn't give the girls the satisfaction of hearing it from her first, it would only lead to more complications. Usagi blushed, trying to control her expressions in front of them.

"What ever you cow." Rei spat taking a bite of her cheeseburger, chomping down rather quickly for her style. Usagi stared at Rei's french-fries, she wasn't hungry now, it had begun, the teasing would last all day.

"Ugh you're just jealous cause I kissed…" Usagi was cut off by Minako whose smile could've lit up the whole room.

"Mamoru." She said causing Mokato and Ami to laugh, blue and brown hair bobbing from their owner's laughter.

"I did not. It was Tuxedo Kamen" Usagi whined jumping up from her seat banging her head on the glass.

He had heard them; he had been watching her, his hungry eyes turning darker with the news. He hadn't shaved, his features looking darker than usual, he hadn't slept well last night, still feeling the blonde in his arms even after he had showered her scent still fresh in his mind. Her tongue still fresh on his mind, and the taste still sending him over edge.

"I didn't kiss Odango Atama." Mamoru cut in adding to Usagi's misery, trying to calm the situation before the girls grew suspicious. He wanted to shake the small girl for even opening up her mouth, for telling his identity, for being so stupid and loveable at the same time.

"Ugh." Usagi moaned once more banging her head on the glass ready to die cause Mamoru was going to surely kill her for this.

"Luna and her big mouth." She groaned really wanting to give Luna a taste of her own medicine thinking about what she could tell Artemis to get Luna in trouble. She banged her head on the glass again hoping that she would go brain dead and wouldn't have to worry about none of it on down to wanting Mamoru to kiss her again. She started seeing spots after the seventh time happy that her plan might have been working.

"Usagi stop that." Mokato said pulling her back scared for once at Usagi's behavior; she usually would've irked Mamoru by now.

"Must kill myself." Usagi said voice sounding controlled going back to bash her head on the glass, Mamoru stood in front of her blocking the glass wondering what the hell she was thinking maybe along the lines of what he wanted to do to her.

"You do have Odango for brains." He said as he felt a hard sensation knock him in the chest. He made no noise but knew who did it; the thought that he must have really sent her off her rocker crossed his mind.

"Odango that! This is all your fault any way." Usagi yelled in anger pissed that he had kissed her, that she had to be the Princess, that he was her Prince and didn't even know it, that she was Sailor Moon and he didn't even know it.

"Usagi." Rei yelled pulling her back away from him shocked by Usagi's outlandish behavior wondering what the hell had went on between her and Mamoru for her to behave in such a fashion. Mamoru reeled from his shock and the pain eating its way through his chest. If anything he should've been the one attacking her, she knew his secret and by the looks of it she didn't keep it. Usagi's hand shot up so quickly slapping Mamoru across his face, him sputtering a small dab of blood showed on the left side of his bottom lip. Usagi couldn't believe it, that she actually had the nerve to slap him on top of knocking him in the chest, but that was something Mamoru had been asking for since they had first met.

'She has the strength of ten men. That winch, that kissable winch.' He thought, he grabbed her arm and bit it hard not wanting to look soft in front of the rest of the arcade, they had never came to this point before, never wanted to but she had presented him his opportunity to get her alone.

"Ouch!" She crowed in shrill pain, pulling his hair in return of his hurtful favor wondering when they stopped insulting and displaying their dislike for one another instead.

"Ouch!" He yelled ready to slap some sense into her, he didn't want to have to hurt her, but he needed to know whether or not she would keep his secret.

"They are embarrassing us." Mokato said slightly hiding her face beside Minako, they both thoroughly shocked, not wanting to intervene in the couple's squabble.

"Usagi your so lucky you're a girl." Mamoru said pulling back scared that he might kiss her right there or slap her for being so simple.

"Can you believe this…" She said staring at her bite mark then gesturing towards him,

"The snake bit me." Usagi said seeing red.

"You little winch, you pulled my hair." Mamoru said coming to realization that arguing with her was getting him no where, she knew he was Tuxedo Kamen and every move he made was putting his identity in jeopardy. He had to get her alone, talk to her, it was things they needed to discuss. He wondered where he went wrong with her.

'How could I be so stupid?' His instincts kicked in, he reached out and pulled on one of her Odango's.

"This is the last time I will have to deal with you." He said dragging her by her hair causing her to hit the floor. He didn't care if she was hurt he kept on going, dragging her along behind him. Usagi wailed from the impact of him pulling her with him, pain shot up her back. It was time for him to be Tuxedo Kamen in human form, Chiba would only get him media time and Tuxedo Kamen would get him what he wanted. Putting aside the fact that it was Usagi he was dragging, desperately pretending that it was someone else he continued on putting the kiss they shared out of his mind.

'Who does he think he is?' Usagi thought crying out once more trying to grab onto something to stop him, failing helplessly. Minako ran for Motoki screaming all the way as the others watched in shock, they had never took it this far before. Panic flushed them all staring on not really knowing what to do, they couldn't give away their identities going against Mamoru. The fact that Mamoru had even touched her raised their brows, Mamoru wouldn't hurt a fly, neither would Usagi, it scared them that something might have conspired that they didn't know about.

"Motoki their about to kill each other he's dragging her towards the bathroom." She screamed her face frantic with fear, scared for her friend Usagi, her planning like the rest of the Senshi to beat Mamoru's ass after this.

"I knew this was bound to happen." Motoki said running towards the bathroom that Mamoru had locked him and Usagi in.

"Some one go and get the key." Motoki yelled to his staff turning his attention back to the matter at hand.

"Mamoru! Come on man, let her out." Motoki reasoned with his friend who was pulling Usagi by her hands now checking the stalls in the bathroom.

Usagi desperately tried to pull away from him, he had a killer grip. Trying to pull herself away, dragging her feet, refusing to walk.

"Ouch. Tuxedo Kamen. You're hurting me." She whimpered trying to make him stop only to be pushed into the blue tiled wall with force. Fear overcoming her body, her legs wobbling from the expression on his face, waves crashing in his dark ocean blue eyes. Mamoru had put his hands around her small throat that looked so delicious to him.

'Goodness Chiba first your beating her up then your thinking of loving her.'

"You know that I'm Tuxedo Kamen and you know that by you knowing I've put you in danger, it's very important Usagi that you don't tell, Promise me that you wont tell. Just say it and I'll let you go." His hard cold face stared at her he wasn't acting like Mamoru; then again Mamoru was acting bonkers earlier too. Her world seemed to come tumbling down standing in front of Tuxedo Kamen with him towering over her ready to kill. Her life flashed before her eyes at the very thought of what was to come. Never had she treated Naru this way when she had found out that she was Sailor Moon, and why she had to do what she had to do.

"Say it." He whispered in her ear putting pressure on her neck around her collar bone, ready to break it if necessary. Usagi's face contorted in pain barely managing to choke out what he wanted to hear, what he needed to hear.

"Tuxedo Kamen you're hurting me." Usagi whimpered once more tears slipping down her face not sure if she could hold out much longer she felt her body going limp, her face turning blue. If he needed to believe her, fighting back now would only make it worst, maybe if she told him who she was it would be over soon. She wanted to tell him, to hold him; she would die here today if he needed proof. What conspired between them ran much deeper than secret identities; she wanted to scream his name, the name he should always be called by Endymion. He didn't know their past, couldn't phantom the love they once shared, their kiss last night deemed innocent compared to others that plagued her thoughts. That face it looked so familiar, it was the same face that Sailor Moon wore in battle.

'Naw it couldn't be, this is Odango Atama we're talking about.' His thoughts running away as he let her neck go causing her to drop to the floor, feeling sick on his stomach that he could even bring himself to put his hands on her.

'This is Usagi!' His thoughts screamed at him, reality crashing in on his plane, but he needed to protect himself first in order to protect Sailor Moon, oh the irony of this situation.

"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to hurt you I just wanted to scare you." He stared at her gasping for air on the floor like she could never taste it again, every fiber in his body racked against him as he watched what could've been a big mistake on his part. He felt it in his heart that what just happened was all wrong, his mind fighting with him to make it right again, he would've gave anything to go back to their playful banter. Tears slipped from her eyes, color rushing back to her face.

'Breathe.' She told herself thanking God that he was with her today and every day she walked into battle.

"I know what you want, I won't tell your identity." She choked her words out of her burning throat, voice sounding choppy. She was ready to tell him then, let him know that she was Sailor Moon but the atmosphere told her not too, he wasn't ready. He slowly helped her up feeling more like shit about how he touched her, how he could have ended it all for her. Blue eyes stared at him with understanding, her heart reaching him shattering his cold demeanor into pieces. His heart melted, feeling like an even bigger fool, she resembled the princess but it couldn't be. His mind raced trying to figure out how to make things right but he couldn't, he could've really hurt her.

"Come here Usagi." He soothingly called to her, begging her to understand, but she did little did he know that she knew why, or would've done the same thing if it came down to it. The images from last night came flooding back to her, her destiny stood before her eyes.

'I am she.' She thought finally willing to accept it, puffy blue eyes staring up at him everything clicking in place when he touched her again, her mind evolving past the situation. She placed her hand into his as he pulled her into him wrapping his shaking arms around her. The surge to protect her hit him tenfold, his eyes clouded over as his tears hit her shoulder. She had never seen Mamoru cry what had happened had sent her to tears too. She knew that being Tuxedo Kamen left no room for saving life, he was the death bringer where as she Sailor Moon had to save at all cost.

"Usako." He murmured in her hair, she went completely stiff at his name for her, heart swelling up she didn't know what to feel. He was hers from the beginning of time; all of her dreams seemed to make perfect sense now.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled pulling her closer,

"Please forgive me." He said dark blue eyes pleading with hers. She didn't know what to think one minute he was choking her then the next minute he was holding her for dear life. She realized that his memories of their past life was foggier than hers, his were broken, she had the urge to tell him again her parting her lips to spill her secrets to him. In that moment he moved in, quickly placing his lips on hers, needing to taste her again, feel that same sensation from last night. He had tasted liquid sunshine again, the pain in his heart disappearing to be replaced with the feel of her, the taste of her, hands fumbling over her body exploring. She allowed him to kiss her, everything clicking, the visions flooded her again as he held her in his arms. Fog clearing from her eyes she spoke to him.

"Mamo-Chan." She sensually moaned, her breathing becoming more erratic as his hands danced upon her. Oh how she had ached for this, needed to feel this again, to feel him to make sure that this was real that she was real. He smiled a grim smile as if they were doomed from the start of it all.

'Does he know who I am?' She asked herself pleading with her eyes that he could see, see that she was who he had been searching for this life time that she was the Princess, but he didn't he just stared, eyes shining with an unknown emotion.


"Shh." Motoki said hushing the large crowd of people that surrounded the bathroom door.
"Usagi's saying something." Motoki spoke in a hushed voice putting his ear up to the door.

The door knob twisted and out came Mamoru with a grim look painted across his features; he brushed right past Motoki not stopping once to even acknowledge him. The crowded arcade awaited Usagi's reappearance, ten seconds later she stood there face flushed, soft murmurs floated through the group, and nothing was heard. Usagi's eyes were glazed over with that love struck look; the very way she walked had changed. The look upon her face was shaded showing the little bit of blood from Mamoru's busted lip.

"Usagi. Did he hurt you?" Motako asked staring at the blood stain on her lips, glancing down at the bruise on her neck not letting on to Usagi that the girls had already planned to beat his ass for this. She didn't answer her face sunk in wondering what the hell just happened. Everything crashed to a halt nothing making sense anymore; they were no longer locked away with out the crowd of on lookers.

"No." Usagi said, her small voice breaking, uneasiness rising in her stomach lumping her throat. Tension spanned through out the arcade everybody wanting to know what really happened, what really went down behind closed doors. She turned her face towards the ceiling ready to burst but decided it wouldn't make the situation look any good.

"No." She repeated again trying to reassure them and herself, walking down the steps and out of the arcade doors.

'I need fresh air.' She thought taking the tissue she was given to wipe Mamoru's mark of passion off of her. Her stomach fluttered at the very thought of them being together, life seemed brighter only if his memories would fully come back.

'Only if.' She thought mind wandering to the days when she didn't have to be Sailor Moon to the days when she was just Usagi. Life taking a hold of her she didn't expect what was coming next.


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