Hi everybody! It's me, Bizzy! Horray LOL Anyways, enough of that. I'm back with another Sailor story. I got lots of complaints, old and new from fans who didn't like the ending of "Enemies to More". But I just want to clear things up, I did it like that for two reasons, 1) to kind of stick to the original feel, and 2) to keep the door open for a sequel. And here it is! The sequel to Enemies to More. Now this took me a very long time to plan, because I wanted to keep to the original series and at the same time; make it my own. So that means lots of drama, lemon (of course) and so fourth.
I hope you guys like this one! So please read and review and lemme know what you think about it. I'm not the best at flames, but good honest criticism is always welcome. After all, how else will I know how to tailor the story if I don't know what parts you liked and what parts you don't like. Just don't break me please. OH yeh, and just for the record I don't own Sailormoon, but sometimes at night in my dreams I pretend I do- teehee. Not insane!
Anyhoo, here is it my friends! Enjoy the fruits of my labor.
ENJOY!
Of Friends and Foes
Chapter One:Remembering Nothing
The perfect sunset greeted Usagi when she walked out of the school. Ms. Haruna had kept her back, writing another set of lines on the board professing she will 'never fall asleep in class again'. But they both knew, that would never happen, not in this life time. Usagi was slumped over walking sluggishly along the streets. Her fingers hurt, and her tummy called out for food.
"How can they expect a growing girl to stay awake without eating a proper lunch." She whined. She did have a filling lunch, Naru had packed an extra container of goodies. Yet half way through third period, Usagi got the munchies, unable to coop she fell asleep. Like she normally did.
"Aww, I wish Naru and Umino weren't on a date. Those two." Usagi mumbled angrily. All in all, this day turned out pretty crummy. But she had the weekend now to look forward to. She had planned so many great things to do. She stared up to the sky, it was really nice out there, with the moon just starting to peak out.
"It must be so nice to have to do nothing." She whispered to the moon. She didn't want to go home, she'd have to explain to her mother why she scored so poorly on her English test- again. The thought of her mother spooning her down with a spatula sent shivers up her spine. She looked down at her mark, the red ink screaming the thirty percent she got.
Paying little attention to her walking and more on her day dreams of spatula's, she walked into someone. It was hard, but soft with fabric.
"Gomen!" She shouted feeling bad. She started to bow madly, letting go of her test paper. It flew up and into a hand.
"Oh wow Odango, are you really that dumb?" He said a little shocked with the mark he saw. She recognized that voice, that same taunting voice. She looked up to confirm, it was Mamoru, her sworn enemy. There was a large tear bubble dropping from the side of his forehead. He looked down to her face, red, her teeth grinding.
"Give that back!" She shouted snatching her test paper away from his hands. His smirk changed to something more amused and less annoyed. He always found her at the weirdest places and at the strangest times. And that was exactly why he couldn't stand her. She was just everywhere.
"Don't blame me, you're the one who can't walk straight. Can't you for once be more like a normal girl odango." He teased sighing, feeling frustrated with her presence. He was in no mood to argue with her, he had a project to work on with Motoki and couldn't waste time with her.
"I am like a normal girl you big jerk!" She screamed without thinking. Mamoru started to laugh at how stupid she sounded. She felt embarrassed, she always did blurt things out to him without thinking on how to say it.
"You said it. See you later Odango atama." He flashed her a victorious grin and walked past her still fuming out of her mind. She shouted back after him, trying to think of something better to scream other than 'you big stinky jerk!'.
She was defeated again. He always made her so mad. She usually got along with everybody, but Mamoru was one person she could never get along with. He was always teasing, and insulting her whenever he got the chance. And somehow, he was always right there, wherever she was. It drove her insane.
"Calm down Usagi, you don't want wrinkles." She finally took a deep breath in, when she noticed Mamoru disappear from the corner. He was carrying a school bag, she wondered if he went to college.
"That idiot couldn't get into college." She muttered all the way to the arcade, hoping that Motoki would make her feel better. He always did. She pictured him affectionately drinking from the same milk shake, with two straws. A romantic song playing in the background, and flower peddles dancing around them. It was the perfect scene. And after a moment of staring at each other passionately, he would lean in to kiss her. She came out of her dreamy haze with hearts circling her head. How she wished that would come true. But after she found out Motoki was seeing Reika, a girl the same age as him; she wondered if that was likely. He would never cheat. But anything could happen. Usagi straightened out her clothes and stepped into the door. Not noticing the 'closed' sign hanging down for the automatic doors.
"Oww, that hurt." She cried with her hand massaging her nose, red from the impact. She saw the sign and sighed sadly.
"Oh Motoki-san." She sniffled a little, dishearted that she was too late. She didn't realize how late it was, until that point.
"He's not here Odango." Mamoru laughed walking up to her. His voice sent up another set of snake less shivers. She cringed and turned to see the tall dark man. His icy blue eyes were playful and teasing, his black hair gently waved as the wind picked up.
"Stop calling me that! My name is Usagi- UUUU-SSAAAA-GIIII!" She shouted loudly into his face, unable to control her temper. Puffs of smoke came from her trade mark hair buns as Mamoru plugged his ears.
"Good grief, calm yourself down. You sound like a dying rat." He said angrily opening his eyes after feeling the burst of wind coming from her mouth as she yelled at him.
"That's it, I'm going home!" She announced turning her heels the other way. Mamoru watched with a small grin on his face, knowing that she was going the wrong way.
"Oy, odango. You're going the wrong way." He whistled at her. He saw her body tingle with stupidity when she realized she was going the wrong way. But she was too proud to admit to him that she was going the wrong way.
"I'm taking the long way home okay!" She shouted and stormed off. He sighed annoyed by how difficult she was. He wondered how Motoki ever tolerated her for as long as he did. Her laugh, her constant talking was such an annoyance. Mamoru was more of quiet man, who preferred silence and ease, she always made him feel rushed. He nodded his head, embarrassed for her and walked off.
Usagi got home late, to find no one was home. They had gone out for dinner without her. She found a torn piece of paper stating that they couldn't wait any longer for her.
"Ahh they just left me without knowing if I was safe or not." She whined upset that her family had no real concern for her. She read on, her expression changing to misery and annoyance.
"We knew you were either still in detention or at the arcade. There is a fried fish and some pickled vegetables on the table for you." Usagi's eyes became vacant, she looked down to the ugly fish, soggy from being out for so long.
"Eww." She sighed poking the fish with her chopstick as if it were still alive.
"Aww, what a horrible night." She whined. She wondered what Naru and Umino were doing, but when she called Naru's house, she found out they were still out somewhere. Usagi felt even more down.
"Those traders." She announced balling her fist and waving it madly into the air. But she knew it wasn't anybody's fault but hers. She was the one always late, always landing herself in detention; just always being her flaky self. She wondered if she really was less like a normal girl. But how could she be a normal girl, she was always feeling like she belonged elsewhere. What was so wrong with being a little flaky. She sighed, deciding to take a long hot bath to calm herself. She blamed Mamoru for her bad mood, he had spoiled whatever good night she would've have.
"Thanks Chiba, did you remember to lock up the doors?" Motoki asked taking the text book from Mamoru's hand. He offered to go back to the arcade and get it for him, since Motoki was power housing the project. It was coming together really nice. Thanks to Motoki's inventive mind, they had created the best presentation anyone could. It was for their Biology class, they had broken the project into four parts. One was the written, than oral, than the visual and finally the computer reenactment of the cell life. It was perfect.
"Is this going to take long Mamoru darling, I have an early appointment with the salon." Said a seductive yet very annoying voice. Her name was Ai, she was a new addition to Japan. She and her brother Mizu moved here not more than six months ago. Mamoru sighed.
"It won't be too much longer, did you finish the conclusion for the oral?" He asked knowing very well that whatever input she had in it, was obviously inadequate and he would have to redo it; like he and Motoki had done for a lot of the oral.
"I'm so tired, this is definitely the worst project I've ever had to do. In America we never had to do such stupid projects." Mizu complained finishing the last detail on the visual boards they made. Motoki had to draw out everything in the first place, all Mizu had to do was trace it all with a black pen. Mamoru stayed calm, he wasn't going to fight over this with them, it was really useless.
"We're almost done." Motoki anxiously smiled. He could tell that they were starting to really bother Mamoru. Ai and Mizu sighed and got back to work, it always did take them so long to get into the groove of things. Both Mamoru and Motoki would be very happy when this project was over. Especially Mamoru, since Ai always made passes at him, trying to obviously gain his attention. But he never showed her interest, and it bothered her a lot.
"Wow, those two are sure characters." Motoki sighed nervously smiling as he walked Ai and Mizu out. They were a self pair, always too focused on fashion and money. Mamoru sighed, and took off his casual jacket. Ai and Mizu always got on his bad side, but he never said too much about it; considering they both were really close to the head master of their college.
"Just our luck, we had to get paired with them." Mamoru said taking a good long sip of his juice. He loved the feeling of the cold liquid flooding down his throat, it was the first soothing thing he felt since he came to Motoki's house.
"It's not that bad." Motoki nervously laughed.
"Are you kidding, that woman is more annoying than Usagi, and she's a little freak." Mamoru whined. Motoki's ears perked.
"So you do know her name." He laughed catching Mamoru, who smirked.
"I always knew her name, I just think Odango atama suits her better." He grinned taking another long sip of his juice. And it was true, he found Ai more stressful and irritating than even Usagi made him feel. She was at the very least tolerable. And tolerating Usagi took ever ounce of his sanity.
"Why do you always tease her so much Chiba." Motoki wondered suddenly wanting to know his reasons for teasing her from day one. How did they end up hating each other so much, how did they even meet. Motoki had never introduced Mamoru to her, but somehow she knew him from before. What history could they possibly have had. And besides, all they ever did was fight like cats and dogs.
"She does it to herself Motoki. She's always so loud and annoying. When she laughs, it's like listening to a cat being strangled." He gestured as if he was strangling something. He always became very testy whenever they talked about her. Motoki laughed, knowing very well about which laugh his friend was talking about.
"Well, you can't keep that up with her forever. Sooner or later things will change." He said confidently. He remembered back to Reika and him, how they never really spoke; and how he admired her always from a distance. Whenever he came near her, he always made mistakes and at some points he was sure; it seemed like he hated her. But he liked her a lot.
"No way Motoki, that girl will always be an irritant." Mamoru confessed looking upset with the thought of Usagi. He was trying to relax, not get more frustrated.
"Bye the way, she came by the arcade, stupid girl walked right into the doors without reading the sign." Mamoru laughed remembering how clumsy she looked after walking straight into the doors.
"Oh, was she alright?" Motoki asked slightly worried that she may have hurt herself, though it was rather klutzy of her to do something like that.
"You know her, she's used to walking into things." Mamoru said, an upsetting smile on his face.
So how did you guys like it? I hope this was a good starter to the rest of the story. There's plenty more to come, so keep your eyes pealed- well don't peal your eyes or anything, no need to sue me for nothing. LOL
On the next chapter of 'of friends and foes" : Mamoru turns a friend from Usagi's school down for a date, and is seen later on with Ai clutching on him. How will Usagi handle this situation, will Mamoru and her finally have their final fight – say that 5 times real fast!