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A/N: Possibly one of the weirdest ideas I have ever had for a fanfic, but hey, it makes for an entertaining plot! :-P Reviews greatly appreciated. This is going to be a multiple-part short story.

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Summary: What started out a harmless game suddenly became an incredibly awkward situation... The four Inner Senshi are dared by Haruka to spend one night staked out in Mamoru's closet without being caught. Never ones to be labelled 'chicken', the girls follow through... and get the surprise of their lives when Usagi shows up mere minutes later! Unfortunately for them, she's in a particularly lusty mood... And so is their dashing chevalier. Now truly stuck in Mamoru's bedroom of all places, the Inners are forced to play audience to their Prince and Princess doing the deed... with mixed reactions from all. Humorous, romantic, and slightly dirty! :-P Enjoy!

Warning: Adult content! Swearing! Younger readers beware! Rated M.

One Dark and Perverted Night

Part 3: "A Band of Whores"


Rei looked around at everybody slightly pleadingly- most unfortunately for her, missing the conniving glow in Haruka's eyes in the process.

"Well I don't know about everyone else-" a pause, where the other three Inners gulped at the promise of fire creeping into the miko's expression- "but I'm sick of the original Truth or Dare. Especially when it's always me being relegated to victim status!"

She chose to leave out the "play it or else", but all present heard the hidden threat hanging in the air. And there was truth to Usagi's favorite 'pyro' insult... Rei was scary when she got mad. Even Ami fought the urge to crap her pants when met with those burning eyes and that scathing tone!

"Errrr, alright. In light of Rei-chan's... very persuasive... opinion, we'll switch up the rules a little bit," Ami said to Haruka. Best throw some water on those crackling cinders!

"Okay then. I'm going to dare all four of you to do something, and in return, you can dare Michiru and I to do whatever your sadistic little hearts desire. Fair?" Haruka looked around the room, and there was that evil glint again, playing about her dark irises.

"It... sounds fair," Minako said uncertainly, glancing around at her comrades. "Wanna do it, guys?"

"I'm game," Makoto intoned, eagerly cracking her knuckles. She had a lot of pent up frustrations just aching to be let loose.

"Anything to pay Haruka-san back for having savored my feet," Rei shivered, and the aforementioned sandy-blonde threw up her hands.

"Hey, hey! Take that up with Ami-san, Raven!"

Rei grimaced at the new nickname- though at least it wasn't something god awful like 'Kitten'- and sent telepathic daggers Ami's way. The short-haired erudite blushed, but it was hard to stay mad at such an innocent, inexperienced Truth or Darer.

"Well, well. Looks like they all concur. Haruka, Your Highness of the Sick and Twisted Mind, what dare are you going to bestow on our poor unsuspecting young Senshi?" Michiru inquired, recognizing the devious look on her lover's face. She watched with a lazy smirk as the wheels in Haruka's brain spun up a deliciously salacious scenario.

"I dare the four of you," Haruka began, catching the quartet of Inners with a steady sweep of her eyes, "to stake out for one night in our dear Prince Endymion's closet. WITHOUT being caught. How you get in there is up to you, but I'll be checking up with Mamoru-san the next day to see if anything suspicious occurred. I'm sure finding a few magically endowed adolescents in his closet would be a source of great confusion and query on his part, wouldn't you?"

Silence reigned for a full minute after that disclosure, the Senshi too busy gaping to make any sort of intelligible response. It wasn't until Michiru started laughing deliriously that the spell of shock was broken.

"Yeesh. Lighten up, girls! You're acting as if Haruka's just sentenced you all to death by tar and feathering! It's just a dare... and a pretty easy one if you ask me! I'm sure the great Sailor Senshi can last a night undercover! Aren't you trained for stealthy espionage? Luna and Artemis would be very disappointed if so simple a task was beyond the capabilities of seasoned soldiers such as yourselves..." she baited.

"Not to mention if you wuss out now, not only will you be forever labelled as cowardly Sailor Chickens, you'll miss out on the opportunity to dare us!" Haruka nodded, really hoping they wouldn't renege. No, the stories afterward would send her into hysterics for days, she was sure!

Minako whined loudly. "I don't wannaaa be a chicken!"

"Right, because that would definitely pop that fragile little ego of yours," Makoto rolled her eyes at the flaxen.

"B-but," Ami stuttered, staring at Haruka with something akin to horror smeared across her countenance, "what if we see Mamoru-san n-n-naked?"

More quiescence, then Rei's room erupted in raucous, howling mirth. It was a possibility no one had considered until then, and suddenly, it was all they could talk about.

"Oh, Ami-chan! So innocent..." Rei sighed, shaking her head.

"Isn't that sort of the point, Ami-chan?" Minako leered, standing up and prancing about the small bedroom with seductively swaying hips. "Getting to see our Prince in his birthday suit... blackmail Usagi-chan... it's all good!"

"Besides, you can just cover your eyes if you catch sight of something ah, mentally scarring," Makoto sniggered. "We can even warn you if you want."

"Oh, this is gonna be so much fun! Suddenly I'm looking forward to this little dare!" Minako giggled.

Ami just sighed, resting her chin on the crook of her palm.

This was not heading in the proper direction. Not at all.

"Poor Usagi-chan," she mumbled. "A band of immoral, lecherous, whores-for-Senshi behind her. What a great lot we are."

Meanwhile, Makoto and Minako were dancing around the room behind her, playfully taking up a chant.

"We get to see Mamoru-san in his hot-'n'-sexy-birthday-suit! We get to see Mamoru-san in his hot-'n'-sexy-birthday-suit!"


A/N: Hahahaha, dirty dirty whores... *cough* Anyway, review!

AngelMoon Girl