Title: Fright Night
Author: Princess Destiny
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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: 3/8
Status: Unfinished
Year Completed: N/A

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FRIGHT NIGHT

By Princess Destiny

Chapter Three

Mamoru and Usagi grabbed at each other and practically ran out of the dark room towards the door, wanting to get rid of whoever was there, or to kill Motoki if this was his idea of a joke.

"Yes?" Mamoru called out warily.

"Were you able to reach my wife?" The man asked in his same low voice. It was impossible to tell his age.

"What do we say?" Usagi whimpered, pressing her face against the upperclassman's chest. His arm going immediately about her shoulders was very comforting.

"I don't know." Mamoru replied quietly, thinking.

"Hello? It's very cold out here." The man called out, sounding faintly irritated.

"The phone is dead, you know!" Usagi yelled back, irritated and freaked out by the whole thing. She clapped a hand over her mouth in horror.

"You idiot," Mamoru hissed at her. "You never tell that to someone!"

"I'm sorry." she whimpered through her hand, blue eyes panicked.

"Good, then you won't be able to get help, with no phone." The man said softly, voice again sounding eerily close.

Usagi and Mamoru looked about themselves, scared silly by his words.

"What was that?!" Usagi blurted out, removing her hand.

"I said, it was good of you to help me and I'm going to try and find a pay phone," The man replied cheerfully. "Thank you anyway."

The two inside the house gave each other a quick look, both wondering if they'd heard wrong.

"Did he just say two different things?" The blonde said hesitantly.

"I thought so, but I guess we're both scared, so we could have heard wrong." He admitted, running a hand through his hair in a nervous gesture. Jeez, this was so much scarier than facing a Youma! "Come on," he said, taking her hand. He was gratified when she clung to it as if he were her lifeline. "Let's see if that phone is working again and maybe look for some flashlights in the kitchen."

"Okay." The blonde girl said, trying to sound brave.

The two made their way back through the lounge, stumbling occasionally, but steadying themselves on each other. They finally reached the table and both fumbled for the phone.

"Better let me make the call if it's working, Odango." he said, reaching for her. He could see her very faintly and saw when her face turned towards his, but not her expression.

"What do you mean? I don't have it!" she said.

"What?" Mamoru exploded. He swiftly bent over and ran his hands all over the table, knocking a few things off in the process, but finding nothing that felt like a phone. "Usagi. Don't scream, but the phone is gone." he whispered, grabbing onto her arm and hauling her close to him for protection.

Usagi felt a faint breeze and looked towards the window. The white curtains were blowing slightly. "Mamoru," she whispered back in terror. "The window is open!"

"Hang on," he said in a low voice, carefully shuffling them towards the window. "You watch behind us while I close it." he said into her ear. He felt her nod.

Usagi peered into the darkness, her heart in her throat. She couldn't ever remember being this scared, even during battle.

"Got it," Mamoru said, leaning back towards her. "It's locked."

"We need to go into the kitchen, right?" The blonde hissed at him, an arm going about his neck for comfort. "In the movie, the killer had been in the kitchen too."

"I know," he said simply, not liking the situation. "But maybe we locked him out. I heard him walking away from the door."

"Me too," she breathed in relief. She thought of something and froze again. "We never checked the back door!"

"Shit," Mamoru swore. They hadn't! "Then we do that right now." he said in his best Tuxedo Kamen voice. Usagi hand pulled back from his neck and bizarrely, he missed its warmth instantly.

It was then, as they began to make their way through the pitch-black room towards the kitchen, that the phone rang-from the kitchen!

Usagi leapt into Mamoru's arms, shrieking like a banshee.

Mamoru ignored her frightened screech in his ear and hugged her close, understanding her fear. It was a miracle that neither of them had had a heart attack by now!

"Why haven't you checked on the children?" A man's voice asked, sounding frustrated.

"Who are you?" Mamoru demanded.

"You'll find out..." Then abruptly, there was a sound in the background, where there had been none previously. A car driving past.

The two of them jerked around to look towards the lounge when they saw lights outside and a car zoomed past.

"Mamoru," Usagi said softly, her hand in his so tight that she knew she was hurting him. "He's right outside."

"Which means we can lock the door." Mamoru said back, bent close to her ear so their caller couldn't hear.

"Check on the children. Now." The man ordered, his voice rough and furious.

"I don't think so!" Usagi yelled back. She grabbed the phone and slammed it down. "Quick, lock the doors and get to that window!" she shouted at him, her alter-ego as Sailor Moon kicking in.

"Right." The dark-haired man said, bolting into the dark lounge.

Usagi walked into the dark a minute later to see his form staring out into the street. "Mamoru? I found two flashlights." she said, knocking her knee on the coffee table and wincing from the pain.

"Good, the window is still locked," Mamoru said, turning to her and letting the curtain drop. "You're thinking what I am, right?" he asked her, when she pressed a torch into his hands. He switched it on and illuminated his face. "That phone call came from outside, if the car was that loud. He's not in the house."

"Right," The teenager nodded, switching on her own flashlight and shining it up to show her expression. She bit her lip. "But...he's been inside. The phone was in the kitchen. Plugged in. He had to have been in the house."

"That's right." Mamoru breathed. Earlier, when he'd been making popcorn, he'd noticed an empty port on the wall where a phone had once been. The killer had to have been in the house earlier to have known that. "The front doors been locked," he mused. "The window is locked, but I can't be sure if it was unlocked earlier, even if it was closed. Maybe he got in that way?"

"Or maybe in the back door?" Usagi suggested, looking about herself fearfully. "It's locked tight now."

"So," he said, reaching out to touch the side of her face gently. "We go and check on the children now."

"He can't be up there?" The blonde asked nervously, leaning into his touch. How had she ever hated this guy? He was so protective and warm towards her.

"No...but I have to wonder why he keeps telling us too." The dark-haired man said, worried.

"He's just trying to scare us. He could have seen this place before and saw children." Usagi suggested hopefully.

"That's brilliant, Usagi." Mamoru said, smiling at her proudly.

"Thanks," Usagi beamed back, then her face fell. "We're terrible baby-sitters, Mamoru! The first thing we should have done was check on the kids."

"I know," Mamoru said regretfully, mentally smacking himself. "I didn't think either."

"Maybe I should turn in my broach." Usagi muttered under her breath. She was a rotten Senshi!

"Maybe I should turn in my roses." Mamoru muttered under his breath. What a rotten Tuxedo Kamen he turned out to be!

"What?" They both said at the same time, not quite sure what they'd heard.

"Nothing!" They chorused again.

Usagi laughed in embarrassment, a hand going to the back of her head. "Let's go check the kids, quick! This guy is majorly freaking me." she admitted.

"I'll protect you." Mamoru said, smiling at her. He was relieved when she merely nodded and didn't reply with something cutting as usual. Perhaps he and Usagi could be friends after all when this night was over? "Usagi?" he asked her, turning towards the hall.

"Yeah?" she answered absently, reaching out for his hand again. She smiled as she shone her light ahead to guide their way. Mamoru wasn't the jerk she thought he was. Maybe they could even be friends after this? Her face fell. No, Mamoru would be back to his old self-

"You want to be friends?" Mamoru said abruptly, just blurting it out. She was silent for a minute and he began to worry. Maybe she wanted it to go back to 'Odango Atama' and 'Jerk'?

"Sure, I'd like that." Usagi said shyly, leaning her head against his shoulder as they reached the front hall.

"So could I." he said quietly, enjoying her affectionate gesture as her head leant against his shoulder. He's never had a girl that was a friend before. It might actually be nice. He grinned and turned them both towards the stairs.

Behind them, the doorbell rang again.

They froze, their comradely nature fleeing as apprehension set in again.

"Is it him again?!" Usagi asked stupidly.

Mamoru didn't tease her; he just led them to the door. "Yes?" he called out warily.

"Hello there, it's me again," The man from earlier called out in embarrassment. "This will sounds stupid, but I couldn't find one phone-box anywhere!"

Mamoru and Usagi exchanged a look, shining their torches on each other's faces.

"Do you believe him?" she asked him, frowning. She couldn't remember if they had passed a phone-box on the way there. She and Mamoru had been arguing the whole way, as per usual. She sighed.

"I wasn't looking for a phone-box," Mamoru admitted, frowning heavily. His dark blue eyes were cautious as he called back to the man. "Our phone is dead-remember?"

"I remember," The man said, sounding suddenly closer. "But my wife really needs to know I'm okay and I figured maybe your phone was working again."

Usagi stiffened, cocking her head. He couldn't be closer. It wasn't possible. She stepped back from the door, back coming against Mamoru's chest. "Did that sound...?" she trailed off.

"It did," Mamoru finished for her, resting a possessive hand on her hip in an entirely unconscious manner. He stared hard at the door.

"So, could you check your phone again for me?" The man went on, somehow sounding even closer to the two.

The blonde pressed further back into Mamoru, moulding herself to him in a futile effort to hide herself.

Mamoru's hand tightened on her hip, even as his mind raced. If this was a psycho who'd seen those Movies-and he was sure the man had-then there was no wife. Then this was the guy who'd been in the house.

The upper-classman froze as he remembered the opening scene of the first movie and he looked slowly to the right into the lounge room, moments before the man spoke.

"Look to your right." he advised them both with a chuckle.

Usagi's head whipped that way so fast she almost gave herself whiplash. She screamed as she saw a man's silhouette there. "Mamoru!" she screamed again, ripping herself from his hold and grabbing at his hand. She yanked hard and he stumbled after her. "Come on!" she yelled, dashing headlong up the staircase.

Mamoru, who had been stunned to see a man standing there moments before he had announced his presence, mutely let the blonde drag him away in a panic. He'd been right; the man had seen the Movie! Which meant he was a psycho. Usagi had been right all along!

"Which way?!" Usagi shouted in panic, looking left and then right along the darkened hall. She switched on her light and shone it left. "We need to find the kids."

"If they're still alive." Mamoru said soberly, switching his light on also. They heard footsteps mounting the staircase and panicked. Usagi and right and Mamoru left. When they realised they were heading in two different directions, they both stopped.

"Usagi," Mamoru called out in horror. "Come over here!"

"Mamoru!" she wailed in despair. How did this happen?

The man chuckled, coming up the staircase. "Have you ever seen blood shining on a butcher's knife in the moonlight?" he asked them conversationally.

"Oh my god." Usagi whispered, shoving her fist into her mouth to keep from screaming. She shone her light on Mamoru's despairing face, then saw a shadow reach the top of the stairs. Without another thought, she turned and bolted into the nearest room, slamming the door behind her. To her relief, she heard another door slam seconds later further down the hall and knew Mamoru was safe.

"Mamoru!" she cried, tears pooling in her eyes. Her hand shook on the torch, but she knew she had to be brave. Hastily, she tried to lock the door, but found no way too. Eyes going huge, she knew her weight wouldn't hold the door closed. "Fuck. Fuck!" she hissed in terror, flashlight going about the room crazily.

The blonde girl spotted a chair at a large desk and ran over to it, picked it up and ran back to the door. She'd seen it in a Movie once. A heroine jammed the chair back under the door. Quickly, she suited action to thought, just in time. The handle turned and then the door rattled, but the killer was unable to open it.

"Don't think I won't get in." he whispered cruelly.

"Go away!" she shouted, sinking to her knees on the soft carpet, tears running down her cheeks.

"Maybe your boyfriend then?" he suggested, walking away with deliberately heavy footsteps so she'd know he was headed for Mamoru.

"Oh god." she said, covering her face. Mamoru, please be okay...

Mamoru cursed himself for a fool as he shouldered a heavy set of drawers to the door and then leant against it. He panted from the effort. Luckily, the drawers reached his shoulder, then had a small face mirror. He had gone into the master bedroom. "I hope Usagi is okay." he whispered, swearing again. He'd left her! Why hadn't they been holding hands or something? Now the killer was probably with her... "Damn it to hell!" he roared.

"Language, language." The man said from the other-side of the door.

Mamoru started, then glared into the darkness. "What have you done with Usagi?" he demanded.

"Usagi? Is that her name?" he answered, chuckling. "She begged before I killed her."

Mamoru went dead still, horror covering his features. No, it couldn't be! He would have felt it. "You're lying." he stated roughly, praying that it as true.

"You have me there," The killer sighed, sounding rueful. "She's quite resourceful, jamming something under the handle that way."

Usagi wasn't dead! Mamoru sagged in relief, then stiffened as the door handle turned and a weight was pushed against the door. He fell forward a little, but the shoved back. The door slammed shut and the man grunted.

"I think I underestimated the power of television. You both seem to know what to do when a murderer is after you," The man said emotionlessly, his voice utterly chilling to Mamoru. "But don't worry, I'll find another way in. They all try to hide, but I get them in the end."

"You've killed before." Mamoru said, shining his torch about the room to try and find an exit. Nothing but the window. All that the room possessed was a large bed, the dresser he was leaning against and some bedside tables.

"Of course," The man said softly, not bothering to brag about the numbers.

Either he wanted Mamoru's fear amplify by making him guess...or the man had killed so many he had lost count. Fear spiralling through him, Mamoru tried to keep the man talking, in order to give Usagi time to slip out a window or something. "Why are you acting like the killer in those movies?" he demanded, trying to keep his voice steady.

The killer laughed again, amused. "I practiced. And practiced-to get it just right. And then I killed. I know those movies backwards and forwards and I love to scare people before they die. The fear on their faces...Mmm, delicious." he gloated.

Mamoru almost retched. "How did you know we'd watched it?"

"I watch people," Came the simple reply. "I watch who hires them, then I kill them."

"Wait-" Mamoru said, eyes widening. "You work in a video store!"

There was a silence, then the sound of clapping. "Very clever! No one has figured that one out before."

"Oh great," The dark-haired upper-classman said sarcastically. "I win a prize!"

"You can have her head." The murderer hissed, drawing the blade along the door.

"Shut up!" Mamoru shouted back, fury filling him. He was Tuxedo Kamen damn it! And he was cowering in a dark room like a scared little kid. In disgust, he threw away his torch. It hit the floor and spun around, leaving spooky shadows on the walls. "You can't get to either of us."

"Oh, really?" The man laughed loudly. "There are plenty of windows to get in through."

"I'd be out of here before you could get downstairs and to the window!" Mamoru shouted back. "And she would be too."

"Oh, but you forgot one thing..." The man replied.

"What?" Mamoru said warily.

"Not everyone has the talent of throwing their voices. And unfortunately, I am not one."

Mamoru froze, mind going into chaos. Did that mean...?

"That's right," The man purred evilly. "Who said I was alone?"

To Be Continued...

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