Title: Fright Night
Author: Princess Destiny
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URL: destinysgateway DOT com
Couple: Usagi And Mamoru
Rating: M 15+
Summary: 'One Hour Challenges' #27, 71, 169, 238, 244, 250, 319, 333, 425 and 532 Combined: Response Fanfic. Mamoru and Usagi are tricked into babysitting Motoki's cousin on Halloween night, which impresses the two enemies little! To pass the time, they watch a horror movie, but then the lights go out and Usagi and Mamoru start to freak out. To make things worse, someone keeps calling, but says nothing and someone keeps ringing the bell and asking to use the phone, sounding eerily like the Movies they'd just watched!
Chapters: 2/8
Status: Unfinished
Year Completed: N/A

Comments: Hi everyone! Here is Chapter Two and things start to get spooky from here-on in. I re-read the lot last night (Including scenes you all have no seen, or anyone else for that matter) and boy have I made a scary Fanfic. Read in the dark! I should write horror more often. LOL. Once again guys, this is the original movies 'When A Stranger Calls' and 'When A Stranger Calls Back', not the latest one they made, which wasn't scary in the slightest, I agree.

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FRIGHT NIGHT

By Princess Destiny

Chapter Two

"The killer was coming down the stairs!" she cried at him, turning her head in the pure blackness of the room and staring blindly towards the stairs out in the hall. The comfortable house was rapidly turning into the house of doom!

"It's a movie." Mamoru shot back, annoyance filling him. He pried her fingers from his arm and got up.

"Mamoru!" Usagi wailed in horror, leaping to her feet. She reached for him and wound her fingers about his waist hurriedly, clinging like a leech. "Don't leeeeeeave meeeeeeee!"

"Odango," he said in exasperation, trying to pluck her fingers from his shirt. He was rewarded by her hugging him even tighter, a few of her fingers sliding inside his shirt through the spaces between his buttons. He froze, eyes going wide as his heart speed up. Usagi's warm fingers unconsciously caressing his stomach just above his jeans was very distracting. "I have to go check the power box." he told her in a strangled tone.

"No! No." she yelled back, pressing her face into his back. "The killer will get you!"

"There's no killer, you blonde airhead." he said, anger flooding him again. Jeez, how old was she? He pulled her fingers from out of his shirt, but was unable to unwind the arms tight about his waist. Wow was she strong.

Mamoru blinked, looking around to try and pinpoint his location in the house. A little light came through the curtains from the street outside and he guessed that the power box was either in the kitchen or outside. Probably outside. As he thought about going outside in the dark, the upperclassman realised a very soft body was pressed intimately to his back, breasts crushed between them.

"Usagi, you're cutting off my air..." he told her, nervous excitement spiralling through him. No young girl should be that well endowed! Usagi was all warmth and curves. He sighed.

"I am?" she said, sounding worried. She loosened her grip a little. "Better?"

"Not really." He groaned. Why on earth was he suddenly seeing Usagi as more than an annoying girl?

The phone suddenly rang and Usagi screamed, slipping under his right arm and flinging her arms about his neck.

Mamoru blinked at the rapid movement and then groaned as he now realised he had her pressed intimately to his front. And that was much, much worse! A certain part of his anatomy responded to her closeness and he thanked the gods that she was probably too young to know what was now pressing into her stomach. "Usagi," he moaned into her hair, reaching up to try and unlace her fingers from about his neck. "For the love of god, let me go!" he pleaded, staggering forward to where he could still here the phone ringing.

"Your cell phone is digging into my stomach." she muttered into his ear, wiggling.

Cell phone? Like he'd have it down the front of his pants! Mamoru groaned again, hands going about her waist to pull her away from him. "Then let go." he told her, trying to sound angry.

Usagi sniffed a little, then reluctantly let go, sliding down his chest. "Sorry. I'm scared of horror movies." she said sheepishly.

"That's okay," Mamoru muttered, firmly placing her a few feet from himself and letting her waist go as if he had been burnt. "Let me get the phone. Don't move." he ordered.

"Right," Usagi said in a small voice. She shifted from foot to foot as she watched the vague shape of her worst enemy stumbling towards the phone on the desk near the window.

"Oww! Damn it!" Mamoru cursed, bumping his hip into something sharp. He cocked his head, trying to make out where the phone was, then fumbled for the earpiece. He picked up the handset and put it to his ear. "Hello?" Heavy breathing greeted him. "Hello? Motoki?" he tried again. Nothing but silence. "I'm hanging up now." Mamoru told the caller in annoyance, then suited action to his words.

"Who was it?" Usagi voice said from the darkness, sounding nervous.

"No one said anything," Mamoru said, frowning. "But someone was breathing. I could hear them."

"Freaky," The blonde said weakly, shifting from foot to foot again. "Mamoru, come back here." she told him, heart beating fast in her chest.

"Coming." he said quickly, noting the fear in her voice. Boy, Odango Atama was scared easy! Although, he had to admit that he was finding it a little freaky himself. A scary Movie, a black out, a silent phone call. "Usagi, it was probably Motoki pranking us." he decided.

"Really?" Usagi's eyes narrowed and she glared. "I'm gonna kill him then!"

Mamoru chuckled, reaching her from the sound of her voice. He bumped into her and put out a steadying hand, brushing something incredibly soft. Oops? There was only one thing that could have been.

"Mamoru!" Usagi gasped as his hand brushed her breast. She blushed brightly; glad the darkness was hiding her embarrassment. It had been bad enough when she was pressed against him, her arms around his neck. He'd really smelled so good too.

"Sorry about that. I can't see a thing." he muttered, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.

"You're lucky I believe that, or I'd have knocked you silly." she retorted, crossing her arms.

"Get over it, Odango," he growled back, annoyed that he was feeling anything remotely like attraction for his worse enemy. "I wouldn't cop a feel on purpose if you paid me!"

"And I wouldn't touch you if I was paid!" she shouted back, anger flooding her. How dare he say that?!

"I wouldn't kiss you if you were in a kissing booth and there were orphans on the line." he yelled at her, crossing his arms and unknowingly mimicking her.

"Ooh," The blonde seethed. "Well, I wouldn't kiss you to save your life from a Youma!" As soon as she said it, her hand clapped over her mouth. Oh crap! No one but the Senshi and Tuxedo Kamen knew that the monsters that attacked Juuban were called Youma!

"How the hell did you know that?!" Mamoru demanded.

"Know what?" Usagi said, confused.

"That the monsters are called Youma!" he said, stepping forward. He aimed for her shoulders, but ended up cupping her face. Startled, he let go instantly, one of his fingers brushing over her soft lips. He swallowed.

Usagi went still as he cupped her face, her apprehension over her mistake about the Youma flying out the window. Then he let her go and his finger brushed over her lips, leaving them tingling. Had he meant to do that? She blushed again. "Hey, how do you know that?" she suddenly blurted out, remembering what he'd said.

"I know Tuxedo Kamen," Mamoru responded, cursing himself. "What's your excuse, Odango?"

"I know the Sailor Senshi." Usagi said, cursing her slip-up. Her eyes widened. "You know Tuxedo Kamen?!" she squealed in delight. She stepped forward and grabbed at him, fingers ending up tangled in his shirt. She shook at it. "Well?"

"My, my," Mamoru drawled, hearing her tone. "Do you have a crush on Tuxedo Kamen?"

Usagi gasped. "No! Of course not." she said, shaking her head furiously, then realising he couldn't see it.

"Uh huh. Doesn't sound like it to me," he drawled, reaching for her hands. He rescued his shirt from her mangling, but kept a hold on her warm hands. "Just admit it." he suggested mischievously. So, the Odango had a crush on him? He smiled slowly, then frowned as he recalled her words. "You know Sailor Moon?" he said incredulously.

"Yes?" Usagi said, bewildered by the change in conversation.

The phone rang and she jumped, hands tightening about his.

"It's probably Motoki." Mamoru murmured, mind in chaos. Was Usagi lying? If she wasn't, maybe she could tell him who Sailor Moon was?

"I'll get it!" Usagi shook off his grasp hastily and ran towards the phone.

Thunk

"Oww!" she moaned from the floor, her ankle throbbing. She must have tripped over something.

"Are you okay?" Mamoru said in concern, crouching and making his way along the floor to her. He touched her shoe and followed her legs up.

Usagi gasped as she felt his hand moving up her leg. She smacked the hand away, eyes wide. "What are you doing?!" she demanded breathlessly.

"I can't see you, ditz! I was trying to find out if you were hurt." The dark-haired man said, lying a little. Actually, it had started that way, but once his fingers were trailing up her smooth leg, he found he was enjoying the feel of her silky skin. If she hadn't batted his hand away, he would have reached her thigh. Smacking his forehead, he stumbled past her on his knees, hand reaching for the phone.

Once again, his hand grabbed something he didn't mean to! And yes, this time it had been a grab, not a brushing of fingers!

"Mamoru!" Usagi howled at him in outrage as his hand cupped her entire left breast. Her heart leapt into her throat and a strange butterfly feeling spiralled through her stomach.

"Sorry," he breathed, debating with himself whether he was. She's felt so soft, filling his hand perfectly. "Idiot!" he shouted at himself.

"You're the idiot!" she screeched back at him, knees pulled up to her chest. "Answer the damn phone." she shouted at him, annoyed by the constant ringing.

"Fine!" he shouted back, hands fumbling around for the table leg. He found it and made his way up, finally finding the phone. "Hello?!" he bellowed into it.

Silence.

"I'm getting sick of this!" he told the person angrily. There was a click and he was listening to a dial tone. "Nothing again." he said in disgust.

"Why do you keep groping me?" The blonde demanded, turning around and glaring up at his faint profile that she could see from the light outside the window.

"I can't see? It's dark?" Mamoru said sarcastically, waving his arms about in frustration. "You're only fifteen and there's no way in hell I'd actually grope you on purpose." he said firmly.

"Like I believe that! Twice on the breast and then one on the leg?" she growled at him, expression baleful. "Have I grabbed your chest? Your leg? Did I brush my hand over your-"

"Odango!" Mamoru yelped in shock. Shit, had she been just about to say what he thought she was?

"What?" Usagi said sulkily. "I was only going to say your lips"

"Oh," Embarrassed, Mamoru sank down to the floor again. Good god, he was a pervert. As if an innocent girl like Usagi was really going to say something like that. He coughed. "Okay, so we need to turn the lights back on."

"Right!" Usagi said with forced-brightness, mind agog with curiosity over his behaviour. What on earth had he thought she was going to say? She couldn't think of anything...

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, making the two enemies jump.

"The doorbell is ringing!" Usagi hissed, stating the obvious. Oh god, it was like the movie! Phone calls, a blackout, someone at the door.

"I know," Mamoru said dryly, trying to steady his rapid heartbeat. He was a guy, right? So he had to act brave. And looking like a chicken in front of Odango Atama wasn't an option! "I'll go see who it is" he decided, getting to his feet. Before he could take a step, a hand clamped onto his upper arm.

"Are you crazy?!" she almost screamed at him. "What if it's some psycho?"

"I knew we shouldn't have watched that movie." Mamoru sighed, rubbing his hand over his face. It was pitch-black, some stranger was at the door, they'd just watched a really scary Movie and some weirdo kept calling and not saying anything.

Okay, so the blonde had a valid point...

"We'll just call through the door then." he murmured, making his way cautiously through the darkened room towards the front hall. Usagi stuck to him like glue, her breasts pressed against his arm. He groaned. Did she have to do that? On second thoughts, it was sort of nice. He grinned, knowing she wouldn't see.

The doorbell rang again.

"Coming!" The upper-classman called out, seeing faint light coming through the frosted glass panes on either side of the front door. Well, at least the street lights were still working. He and Usagi paused in front of the door. "Can I help you?" he called through the wood.

"Yes, my car broke down and I need to call someone to get it towed." A muffled male voice called back.

Mamoru and Usagi frowned, then the blonde yanked on his arm to bring his face down close to hers. "Is it me, or is this all sounding damn familiar?" she hissed in apprehension.

"Like the movie?" Mamoru hissed back, feeling the same way. "Yeah, it does sound like the movie," he admitted. "Except the phone is still working."

"Hello?" The man called through the door again.

"Umm, just a minute!" Usagi called back.

"Oh, there's two of you?" The man said, voice sounding strange.

"Yes?" Usagi and Mamoru said together, frowning.

"Can you call my wife and let her know I'll be late to dinner?"

"Arrggh-mmmph!" Usagi started to scream, but a hand swiftly muffled her. "Psycho! Psycho!" she muttered into his hand frantically.

"I'm not going to open the door." Mamoru murmured into her ear, lips lightly brushing the skin.

Usagi blushed and drew back slightly. Boy, Mamoru suddenly seemed very male in the dark. He'd protect-wait a damn minute! She glared up at him, forgetting he couldn't see. She was Sailor Moon! She didn't need some upper-class jerk to protect her. "Sure we can!" she answered back cheerfully.

"Can I call her myself?" The man asked, voice low.

Usagi frowned, turning her head slightly to the side. Was it her imagination, or had he sounded a lot closer that time?

Mamoru's head also tilted, in an unknowing mimic of the blonde's movement. That voice had sounded...closer. No, it couldn't be.

"The umm...the door is broken!" Usagi blurted out, then slapped her head at the stupidity of her words.

"Oh, I see," The man said, chuckling slightly. "Okay, you can call her for me and someone to tow my car too?"

Mamoru slipped an arm about Usagi, blue eyes narrowed. That man had sounded so amused. Something was up, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. "Just give us your wife's number and we'll look up someone to tow you." he said, voice calm.

The man reeled off his home number and Mamoru and Usagi turned and made their way slowly into the lounge towards where they thought the phone was.

"I don't like this." Usagi whimpered, a hand clutching at his shirt.

"Me either. There's something weird about him. He made my skin crawl," Mamoru muttered back, fumbling along the desk for the phone with his free hand. He picked up the handset and put it to his ear. Nothing. "And things just got worse." he said in a quite voice.

"What?" Usagi said, panicked.

"The phone is dead." The dark-haired man said bleakly, replacing the handset in the cradle.

"Oh no," she whimpered, turning to bury her face in his chest. "This is just like that movie!"

Mamoru's arms wrapped around her, feeling how fast their hearts were both going, as they pressed their chests together. "You're right." he said grimly, turning his head to look down the hall towards the stairs. All that was missing was-

Abruptly the phone rang, making them both jump and Usagi shriek.

"Don't answer it!" she said, voice fearful.

"I have to. It might be the electricity board." Mamoru said soothingly, reaching for the phone. He picked it up and bent over slightly so that it was pressed against both their ears. "Hello?" he asked, then held his breath.

"Have you checked on the children?" A male voice asked sinisterly.

Usagi gasped and covered her mouth to keep from screaming. It was just like the movie!

"Motoki?" Mamoru asked, knowing it wasn't.

"I don't know a Motoki. Check on the children." The man advised, then he hung up.

"Well, the phone is working again..." The dark-haired man joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Mamoru!" Usagi snapped, fear turning to anger. "We just watched a bloody Movie that this whole thing seems to be copying and you're happy that the phone is working?!" she gulped. "Maybe we should check the kids?" Duh! It should have been their first priority. She felt really bad all of a sudden. She'd forgotten Motoki's cousins!

"You're right, I should be more serious-and we'll check on the kids in a minute," Mamoru sighed and replaced the handset in the cradle, then picked it up again. "I'll call this guys' wife and get rid of him." he pressed the handset to his ear and froze. No dial tone.

"Mamoru?" Usagi whispered, feeling him stiffen.

"The phone is dead again." he said emotionlessly.

"What?!" she shouted, fumbling up his arm for the phone. She wrenched it from his hand and pressed it to her ear. Nothing.

"Usagi," Mamoru said seriously, dread filling him. She was completely right and they should have checked on the kids as soon as the lights had gone out. "I think we should check on the children."

Then the doorbell rang again.

To Be Continued...

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