Setsuna-Chan22: this next ch/ep will definitely have some changes in the relationships surrounding different people. But thank you for your previous praise.
Em: the outer senshi do feel a bit entitled since they are more independent than the inner senshi are that and they are more powerful but that'll change…eventually.
Mavebelikova: Sovereign of silence won't be for a little while. As for the return of the daughter…just read on.
NeoPrincessRini: Pluto has a role to play and things to keep to herself. The most she's allowed to do besides fight by the outers side is to try and guide them in some ways but in others to allow them freedom to see things from their own perspectives.
Slow Burn: You want Mamo to beat up the outers? Or did I mis read that?
silverfaerie91: I'll try to see what I can do for this season.
mistressofbakura: hopefully you enjoy the steam in this ch/ep.
yamifangirl: We'll see what happens.
Mizzladyoflondon: here's your update.
moonbella09022: Yes there will be.
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Sailor Moon S 'Rise of the Messiah' ch/ep.29
It was late morning, yet the heat of the sun never arrived to warm his large bedroom window as it arrived. The sky beyond the glass was heavy and grey with clouds, a gloomy half-light fought to penetrate through them. Leaving the city below in the strange half-light of perpetual dusk.
Mamoru groaned sluggishly blinking his eyes open to greet the dull, lifeless day.
"Looks like snow?" He muttered to himself, it was near the end of October so snow storms were not unlikely, but the weather had been unnaturally warm, so the sudden shift in temperatures was a bit alarming.
A puff of hot breath against his neck drew him away from the window. A fond amusement creeping onto his face as he found his girl sleeping soundly beside him. Her sweet face pressed up into her pillow, one small hand curled into the cotton fabric near her chin. Looking so cute and serene, his heart skipped in delight. With a sigh, he lightly knuckled away some stray strands of hair that had fallen over her cheek.
"You know...I love you." He whispered, smiling fondly down at her for a moment before giving into the urge to kiss her, lightly, softly, barely ghosting his lips over hers. Not wanting to disturb her sleep, but unable to stop himself from showing her affection.
She never moved, her breathing never even softened.
Chuckling he shook his head, "You truly are a deep sleeper, Usako."
With a sigh she rolled over onto her back, her hands flopping beside her head. Still fast asleep unknowing of his loving attentions.
Mamoru couldn't help but admire her delicate body, swathed under the navy sheets. Knowing she was nude beneath the flimsy cotton layer as he was made him smile with love…plus his libido never would or could complain about the sight or the knowledge of that. Watching as her breasts rose and fell in the steady rhythm of sleep, he brushed his hand down the golden locks fanning her pillow. Enjoying how the silky threads passed through his fingertips, falling in a golden waterfall back down to the pillow.
He stared down at her with both wonder and amazement. Memorizing the very innocent profile she gave off even in sleep. She was so small...yet so powerful. The strength of her spirit so indomitable, that the world around her brightened even in repose.
Unable to resist he bent down and kissed her again, this time pressing his lips more forcefully against her's. Again she did not stir, her breath remained as deep and steady as before.
But Mamoru was having a hard time now, she was turning him on without even knowing it. He began to mouth her neck, humming against her ear as his lust began to mount with rising anticipation. He felt himself harden, his whole body shivering with pleasure and need to be one with her again and again. When she didn't move he rose from her neck, closing his eyes and laughing bitterly.
"My kami...Chiba. You are trying to seduce your sleeping girlfriend...that is a new low for you." He reprimanded himself, suddenly feeling ashamed, as if he was taking advantage of her.
When a cute little giggle rose from the bed. He shot his eyes open in surprise, finding her luminous crystal blue eyes staring up at him with mirth.
"Good, Morning." She smiled, her sweet humor beaming in her cheerful grin.
"You were awake this whole time!" He wailed indignantly.
Usagi merely shrugged non-committal to the accusation.
Mamoru growled and lunged for her, as she laughed happily. Tussling amid the bed sheets, grappling and kissing each other in a playful give and take. Each seeking dominance as the passion intensified.
In time he managed to pin her beneath him upon the now disrobed bed, the blanket's, sheets and pillows had become victims of their loving wrestling match. Laying scattered upon the floor, with only the black fitted sheet separating their nude bodies from the bare mattress.
Usagi lay struggling faintly beneath him, her eyes bright and laughing softly as he held her hands over her head, staring down at her with an unrestrained love. His eyes dark and totally focused upon her, out of breath and completely enraptured with her.
Her body trembled under his hawklike gaze, but she did not seek to pull away, only to entice him further, to make him want to make her his once more. Keeping her eyes closed, breathing deeply as his eyes roved over her naked flesh. His appreciation of her body inflaming her skin everywhere she felt him looking. This silent seduction was overwhelming, her whole body was tingling and over sensitive.
"Look at me...Usako." He commanded huskily.
Slowly she obeyed, gazing up at him through strands of shiny golden hair that had fallen over her face. Her eyes equally dark and full of rising lust at his dominance over her.
He reached out and gently began to caress her cheek, pulling the hair away from her face. Again Usagi was lost to his touch, her eyes fluttering closed and moaning, with her head unconsciously tilting into his hand.
He smiled, loving the flush that covered her face and accenting her skin all the way down to her breasts. She was so demure, yet so forthright now in the ways of lovemaking. She was a sweet contradiction that kept him guessing and coming back for more. Making love to her would never get boring...
He traced his fingertips down her chin, trailing lightly down her neck towards the indent of her collar bone. He continued towards the hallow between her breasts as her breath hitched in anticipation of his further touch.
Lightly he rested his palm upon her chest just above her heart and felt the pounding there. The rapid beat that matched his own.
Usagi drew in a sharp breath, this time felt different. Mamoru was taking his time, making her tremble, drawing out the final coupling with an agonizing slowness. He was building the excitement within her till she felt close to bursting with ecstasy by his touch alone.
"Please..." She cried in a broken breath.
The plea had him merely chuckling with fond amusement, his finger's moving light as feather's across her stomach with lazy intent towards her womanhood.
"Patience, princess. I want you to enjoy every moment of this." He advised. Reveling in every detail of her body his fingertips touched, he examined her perfect beauty on display beneath him with an artist eye. Wanting to memorize every nuance of her, so to review perfectly in his memory, when they were parted.
She moaned plaintively in reply, as she could feel his strong fingers probing the warm shadows between her legs. As his fingertips began to part the curtains of flesh she lost all control. Swept away with the intense emotions he invoked, drowning in a longing for him. In desire and most of all in an all-encompassing love that would take lifetimes to fully appreciate. Her eyes flew open once dark with lust, now a brilliant blue like the summer sky.
"Oh…Mamo – chan…" She drew in a deep breath then leaned upward with a passionate force not to be denied. Taking his face in both her hands, as her lips crashed against his.
He drove his tongue inside the heat of her mouth simultaneously as his finger's glided into her inner core. Making her cry out against his lips, as her whole body arched into his hand. A silent entreaty to continue his seductions, which were sending the most pleasurable waves throughout her whole body.
Mamoru was lost the currents of their lovemaking, to the wonder of pleasing her. He loved pleasing her almost as much as he loved becoming one with her. But this was an intimacy that enabled him to become entrapped and to entrap her in something so simply beautiful. He could please her all day and night and he'd never grow tired of it. Even if it was all they could do he would happily do so for life.
Drawing her small body up against his with a powerful hand, tickling the silk like flesh of her back with the slight pressure of his fingertips as he cradled her to him. Feeling her muscles ripple and tighten as his pressure between her legs began to intensify. Her body moving against him like the lapping of the ocean against the shore. Her lips caressing his neck in fluttering kisses as he breathed in her very essence, of light, love and purity. Pressing his face into crown of her head as he probed her deeply, steadily until she cried out against him.
Exhaling a trembling breath as she pulled away from his embrace, she was falling sated towards the mattress giggling in delight. Her blood was now flowing to all the most aroused places deep within her. Faster and more profound than ever before, his finger's exploration deep within her still a pleasing echo as he grinned down at her playfully, cradling her head in his hands. He loved this and loved her.
Kissing her again, a heat igniting between them as she responded in kind, her hands gliding over the smooth yet firm skin of his shoulder's. Then glided to rest briefly upon the muscles of his chest. Her touch igniting the fire of his desires as his own hands began to caress her in all the places she wanted most, knowing intimately how she liked to be pleased. How to both torment and stoke the fires of desire between them.
The woman he had loved for a thousand years, the woman he would love for a thousand more...
His heart was pounding as his drew his eyes back up to her's. Finding a comforting light sparkle in the depths of them. Holding his heart and loving him unconditionally.
She breathed deeply and caught her breath, her full pouting lips remaining partially open. She said nothing, lost to the depths of his stare. Finding a sanctuary to keep her heart safe, to fortify her and always find strength in.
Then his finger's played lightly against her breasts, enjoying the firmness of them. Reveling in the soft contours as his thumb brushed over a stiffened nub. Making her shiver in mounting arousal, his own desire for her becoming unbearable. Her trembling became more pronounced as his lips sought the hollow of her throat. Mouthing her lazily with his tongue, drinking in her scent and becoming intoxicated with it.
Usagi ran her finger's though the nap of his hair at the back of his neck, feeling the tremor's of his own pleasure as he pressed himself over top of her.
Her finger's entwined in the dark silk of the strands, holding tight as he nipped her shoulder with a restrained passion. Wanting to savor more even as he was slowly losing control of that will to draw it out.
"I need you..." He hummed against her neck. "I don't think I can live without you again..." he continued, bearing the truth in his heart. His stoic resolve weakened in the currents of passion as he knew he couldn't live without her. He'd find a way to be with her again…somehow. "Stay with me...forever." He finished, as he entered her smoothly.
She hooked her legs around his waist, welcoming him inside as their bodies began to dance together, her hips arching against every thrust.
"I will always be by your side..." She answered breathlessly, not truly understanding the greater loneliness Mamoru was dreading upon her departure later today.
He buried himself deep within her, again and again. Quenching his desires, finding solace in making love to her. The pace become more wild and uncontrolled as their climaxes began to mount and desire over ruled logical thinking.
All Usagi could do was hang onto his biceps as he pounded into her, every thrust creating an intense explosion within her. Causing her to arch and cry out breathlessly beneath him. She felt them moving towards a dual climax. One that would wash over them like crashing waves. He wanted to send them both over that cliff together, clutching each other as their climax's came upon them.
In no time at all the waves crashed into them without warning. Satisfying their wild, no longer repressed physical desires for one another while also soothing one another in a more profound way. Their forever yearning souls with that trusting love they always found strength in.
The afternoon found them still dozing in each other's arms, refusing to acknowledge the passing day. "Wow...every time with you is oh my kami, amazing...transcendent...I love it...I love you." she told him. Kissing him deeply. Snuggling up to him, content and at peace with the world. He held her close once they rolled over together. He didn't want to let her go for anything at the moment, "I will love you forever." he murmured into her hair.
Staring absently at the storm clouds rolling past his window, listening to her soft shallow breathing as she lay blissfully in his arms. That is until the high twittering call of her communicator broke the spell of their lazy day.
"Ugh...just one full day people…ooii…duty calls again my prince." Usagi groaned, fighting out of Mamoru's arms as he was reluctant to let her go. Wrapping the navy sheet around her naked body as she dashed for the bedside table and her communicator. Not wanting another awkward, blushing moment with one of the girls. She flipping open the screen, finding Minako's grinning face on the viewer.
"Opps...sorry Usagi-chan. Did I end up disturbing some goodbye sex?" She stated with amusement, her blue eyes dancing with mirth.
Usagi rolled her eyes, "What's wrong?" she asked in a patient tone.
"I'm going to be in this open audition for a 'super fan' in a new movie. But I want all the support I can get so I decided to call all the girls." To this Usagi rolled her eyes yet again.
"Minako - chan...the communicator is for Senshi business only!" She wailed, "You could have just called Mamo - chan's phone." She chided.
"To excited!" Mina was bouncing on the other end. Usagi could see the mountain of plush animals and soft orange walls of her room behind her.
Usagi couldn't help but laugh, Minako was known to swing from serious to shameful like a pendulum. She was just so fun loving and bright, one couldn't help but be dragged into her infectious good moods.
"While I have no problem rooting for you Minako - chan, Luna would get very pissy with you for using the communicator for anything other than senshi business." she'd been reprimanded enough to know.
"'Pish posh', what she don't know won't hurt her. Besides..." she giggled, "I'll be taking off school early tomorrow to get to the lines for the audition early on. So either way she won't be too thrilled. But you know it's my dream to become a mega - huge super star! To be in the spot light!" her voice was so dreamy and her eyes filled with shining stars. Usagi sighed with understanding, "Minako - chan..." she called softly, bringing Minako back to reality.
"I understand this is your dream but if Luna found out - " Just as she said that Luna popped on, her dark furred head stern. "Is there an attack?" She demanded, "Gotta go bye, bye!" Minako said, getting off instantly. It left a very concerned and pissed Luna for Usagi to deal with. After a small time rant Usagi quickly said goodbye and shut it off. Leaning forward on the bed she held her knees and smiled before looking to Mamoru.
"This is perfect." she told him. He leaned up and gently kissed her bare back. His hands tracing her sides as he maneuvered himself a little to wrap his arms around her and pull her form closer to his. She giggled as his lips traveled up and nibbled at the nape of her neck before suckling her ear lobe into his mouth. She turned and accepted with hearty approval of his lips location. It was when he pulled her into his lap that had her giggling in amusement.
"Does someone have dishonorable thoughts?" She asked coyly, "I'm content right now to just holding what I love in this world." He responded heavily, his eyes searching her's as her face softened. He cupped her cheeks with both hands and gently kissed her lips. A mere brushing of them but still so intense in the feelings that it evoked. "To just hold my future wife, the future mother of my children, my everything..." his words had her near tears before he began with a series of kisses all over her face.
"Mamo - chan...I love you so much...sometimes I honestly don't know how I survived before we met." She answered, her voice soft and filled with promise. He looked at the honesty in her eyes and swallowed knowing how she felt. "I mean I know how but..." she felt like a failure in her inability to produce the right words. Her face falling into a frown of mild anger at herself for not being able to be as articulate as he could be at times. He saw what she meant though cause he felt it to.
"I know Usako...because I feel the same way. Past lives or not I knew you were the one. I've had girlfriends before but even when we didn't have our memories, even if we never got them, this..." he indicated between then, "Would have still been the same. Whether by fates or by us just being one soul in two separate bodies I don't know, but what I do know is no one has ever compared to you. No one has ever made me feel like you do. No one has ever made me want to surrender everything like you do." his sweet words lit a smile on her face.
"I know we really don't talk about it to much but... you have had girlfriends before me?" it was something she wondered about from time to time, but never to seriously. "Hai." he answered honestly. "Were you ever this close to them?" she indicated in a sexual manner knowing he had pretty much told her emotionally he never had. "I have been intimate before..." he felt quite suddenly dirty and ashamed of it now.
To tell his beloved that she had not been the first he had been intimate with hurt him deeply. He felt like he had cheated on her somehow and was admitting to it. He turned his head to the side in shame. "Hey it's okay, at least one of us knew what the other was doing. Cause honestly..." she took his face in her hands, pulling him back to face her, "I went on instinct for our first time together. I didn't know what to do. Besides..." she pulled him closer to her now.
"You didn't even know me then nor I, you. There may have been a small hole but you didn't know what to fill it with till we met. So this feeling of resentment that you have, don't let it do anything okay? Nothing will change the past." she explained lovingly, he nodded, seeing her point, "So you're not mad?" he asked, somewhat pedantically. She smiled, "No. You had a life before me and I before you. Mine was just uneventful." she laughed it off.
"Not anymore." He grinned before he hauled her under him as he plundered her mouth for more of her treasure. Seeking to thank this beautiful young woman for accepting his 'intimate past' with prior girlfriends though not that many and not feel as if he had cheated on her. He felt he had the moment he said it. Logically he knew better but his heart and mind didn't see it that way till she explained it to him herself.
Later that afternoon, found them perusing the local outdoor market for items for supper. Mamoru was on a tight budget as he was getting used to purchasing for two people and this was a much cheaper way to buy food then at a local grocery store. Usagi was getting used to the difference and compromises one had to make when supporting one's self on a modest budget. Shopping took a bit longer than usual going from cart to cart to gather everything they needed.
But it was also much more enjoyable than being trapped under the humming, bright lights of a major grocery store. Mamoru needed to pick up food for the week and Usagi wanted to cook them something special. It was the little domestic tasks that made the week so special. Hanging out at the apartment together, going to bed and being able to wake in the morning next to him, that was what she was going to miss the most. Of course how often they were intimate she would miss dearly to.
It would be difficult to deal with not being with him whenever the occasion called for it or to sleep at night without his warmth there with her. But she knew she'd have to deal with it. She wouldn't have a choice right now. At least with the groceries she could go home and cook them one last meal together, a romantic farewell to this wonderful week.
The regular bustle and crowds seen on nicer more humid days, had waned as the cooler days of fall took hold. The day was cold, ice seemed to hover in the air. The gloomy cloud cover hanging like a grey blanket over the sky. Making those that went venturing out now left to huddle in their warm coats and scarves. Usagi was dressed as warmly as she could, her wardrobe at the apartment still quite limited.
She had opted for layer's, she had a pair of white cotton tights just underneath her jeans, a tight pink v neck t-shirt under a white button up blouse and her fall lime green pea coat. With a black scarf and leather sheep's wool gloves that were Mamoru's. The scarf wrapped around her neck several times, and the gloves were to big, flopping off her fingers making grasping anything clumsy and frustrating.
Mamoru the gallant man he was, was now left at the freezing day's mercy. Dressed in black jeans and white dress shirt with a navy sweater over top. He wore a heavier leather jacket but no mitts or scarf. His finger's, nose and ears all turning a nice shade of rose, quickly bordering on crimson. Usagi had offered him his scarf even his gloves many times, to which he stubbornly refused to accept.
He hadn't bothered to hunt down extra gloves or anything before leaving, the day had gotten away from them and he want to get the shopping done quickly. So he could spend as much time alone with her as possible before her curfew came around.
Usagi was casting her shivering, stubborn as a mule boyfriend concerned looks as she had stuffed his gloves in her jacket pockets to be able to choose some leeks and bok choy from the produce cart they were at. While he hovered over her shoulder, bouncing on the balls of his sneaker clad feet. Trying to give off an air of uncaring and stoic restraint, even though he was freezing his ass off. With a resigned sigh, she quickly picked out some produce and bagged them. Handing them to the elderly lady manning the cart for weighing.
Just as the old woman took the leeks from her, she noticed a very familiar head of brown hair across the market aisle, purchasing a bag of sweet rolls.
"Crap..." She muttered, ducking down out of view.
Mamoru was just handing the old woman some yen when his girlfriend suddenly slunk out of view beside him.
"Usako?" he muttered out of the corner of his mouth, anyone just passing by might think lewd thoughts since she was now hovering near his crotch.
Public lewd acts were not unheard off for young people these days, but most definitely frowned upon. Mamoru really did not want to be lumped in with the sexual deviants of the modern day Tokyo, nor did he want Usagi to be either.
He quickly paid and grabbed the produce, striding away from Usagi nervously. She remained hunched over, using the carts stacked goods as a cover. Moving after Mamoru as if she was suddenly the hunch back of Japan.
"Usako...stand up." Mamoru hissed, waving his hand behind his butt to coax her to stand.
Usagi peeked over a mountain of giant radishes, scanning the vendor carts across the way to look for her avoidance target. Seeing no sign that Akito was there she sighed and slowly stood up.
"What the hell was that about?" Mamoru questioned.
"Your friend who checks up on me at school, I saw him buying some pastries. I really do not want that guy to see me, I hate dealing with him." Usagi commented in bitter growl.
"Why is he at your school anyway?" Mamoru inquired, crossing his arms over his chest, making the grocery bags he was carrying sway like a pendulum.
"No real reason...just academic stuff." Usagi shrugged, moving away from him with a light hearted air.
Mamoru arched an eyebrow she had been side stepping the subject about what was happening at Juuban Junior high for weeks. He never pushed, but it was getting pretty annoying. He knew Akito had been making her nervous and uneasy. He needed to get the bottom of all this.
"Well, this stuff has been making you very upset. Now you're ducking and hiding like a mouse, which isn't like you. Akito's an ass, but he is not worthy of such effort. I'll have some words with him." Mamoru stated turning on his heel and leaving Usagi slack jawed.
Usagi cringed she really did not want more issues heaped on her plate. She soon scrambling after him to make sure he didn't lose his cool and end up punching the guy out. She had been keeping him in the dark about how the man was threatening her. How he was trying to manipulate her, trying to find material to use against Mamoru and using his position at her school to do so. She wanted him gone or to just drop the subject all together.
All Mamoru knew was about the man's digging into their relationship status. Nothing about her being up on charges of cheating and having to retake all her midterms under Akito's watchful eye. Or the fact that the unscrupulous bastard had been lewdly flirting with her.
Usagi only saw him twice this month at best, she wanted to keep it that way. Though she wasn't sure if Akito was keeping true to his word and 'lingering around'. She was making a mad dash through the market, valiantly searching for her somewhat hot headed boyfriend. Wanting to control this heated confrontation before Akito got hurt, or worse Mamoru got arrested for assault and battery.
Mamoru was going to put a stop to this. Finding the upper class man leaving another cart, he made sure to purposely bump into him. Moving right into his path as he sought to leave the vendor's booth. "Akito - san, nice to see you." Mamoru said, with a fake grin that looked politely plastered on.
Akito merely nodded his head in respect, not even bothering to acknowledge him further, "So I've heard that you've met my Usako. That you go in and do the academic checkups." Mamoru stated. Akito smiled, "So she's mentioned me?" he replied, looking a bit smug. "Yeah...she has...but it's not all in a positive light. You seem a little too interested in my relationship with her. That's our business." Mamoru supplied. Akito's smile stiffened.
"Far be it for me to look out for my academic rival." He commented. Mamoru's jaw tightened, "Just be professional with her. We don't need someone asking unnecessary questions." but it seemed Akito had other plans, "What's wrong Chiba - san? Feel as if she'll leave you for the better male? We both know you kissed serious ass to get where you got with the professor. That TA position should have been mine." His tone was slick, and filled with resentments.
Akito liked to talk big but in the end what it really came down to was being the best in every way. He could never top Mamoru in the academic's or in the charm department. Chiba exuded a dignified, refined aura like a fine cologne. A sense of professional expertise that Akito could never perfect. The professor's respected him, their peers had an awed devotion to his outstanding GPA. Even the University's board of trusties were now looking his way for scholarship and funding in the near future. It was sickening him completely.
If he could break the couple up by potentially seducing away Mamoru's girlfriend he could crush the man's heart. Knock him off his game enough to be on top again. He almost was when said girlfriend was gone for nearly two months. But the professor saw the significant improvement for the dark haired man nearly over night when she returned. It grated on Akito's nerves. He should have gotten that position. He worked not only just as hard but had a high class family to back him.
His father always hounded him on being the best in his class, his mother always bragging about him. But now it seemed the biggest bragging rights - other than graduating on top of all of his classes - was to be TA, something the professor denied him but gave to his competitor. Someone he didn't see as even a threat before but now only gave him a minute amount of respect for his own intelligence.
But just because he admitted to Mamoru being good didn't make him better than him. Once he found a weakness in the relationship - something he felt was the key to Mamoru's demise - with his girlfriend, he could gain the position for himself and throw Mamoru down the proverbial hole of despair. "You know as well as I do that I fought long and hard for that position." Mamoru countered. As Akito's calculating hazel eyes narrowed, his inner dialogue of envy and resentment writhing under the cool look.
Mamoru was unwilling to let Akito talk down to him. His only admitted respect for the man was that he was a nice challenge in academics. The man had no moral's or respect for others. He did not use his knowledge to help others, not to be a better person in the end but for his parents bragging rights. It's one of the reasons the professor choose him instead. He was not only intelligent but he wanted to help people, save people.
Akito cared very little for people other than how it could affect himself or effect how others saw him. That and the glory of bragging to his family about it. He wanted his glory back and as far as he saw it Usagi was his ticket to taking Mamoru down. As the professor had put it he was looking for a man with integrity, something Akito greatly lacked.
Akito though wasn't willing to admit that Mamoru maybe right, "We'll see what happens..." he began walking away, "Maybe I'll see what that cutie - no not cutie, no that's not good enough for her." He smirked as if in deep thought over it. "That sexy little girlfriend of yours is up to." Mamoru kept himself calm, not wanting to give the man the satisfaction of a reaction. He knew Akito was just in the end trying to goad him but he had a hard time suppressing his hatred. When it came to a man talking in such a dishonorable fashion regarding his precious Usagi.
"Maybe she'll accept that lunch date or even make it a dinner date out of it. I wouldn't even mind turning it into a night cap." He commented over his shoulder. It took every ounce of will power not to jump and beat the man to a bloody pulp for what he was intending to do, let alone his suggestive words, "Leave my Usako out of this. Just do your job with her or better yet, why don't you let someone else do it for you?" Mamoru growled.
Akito turned around, "Possessive are we? Hum..." he could use that he figured. "Oh and I'll do my job. I wouldn't want someone as smart as her to fall into the wrong hands." His conniving smile had Mamoru tightening the hold on his own bags. "Watch it! She's mine Akito, we plan to marry one day. Leave. Her. Out. Of. This. It's between you and me." Mamoru demanded. A bit of his prince demeanor in protectiveness for his beloved coming out.
Akito had to resist the urge to reconsider, the fierceness in Mamoru's eyes gave him pause. "The moment you became the TA she became involved. Give it up, and I'll give her up." he knew it'd rile up Mamoru's feathers. "She was never yours, she's always been mine!" Mamoru snapped in indignation. "Pardon, I miss spoke..." Akito acted as if in an apologetic manner, "The moment you give up the TA position I will leave her alone in any none professional settings." Akito smiled smug and self-satisfied.
Mamoru smirked though, "Usako and I are too strong together to let you get in the way of our dreams." He walked forward, "You think you're the shit because you're fighting for bragging rights? No you're not, without daddy pushing you your nothing. Usako and I have been through some pretty spectacular things together, you..." he looked Akito over, "Are nothing compared to what we've dealt with over time. Our relationship is too strong for you to poison." Akito didn't like that.
"Yet here we are, you demanding that I leave her alone. I haven't even done anything. Never once touched her inappropriately, never made a derogatory statement...at least none that anyone can prove..." he smirked, Mamoru clenched his teeth, "Yeah Mamoru - san I think I'm in the clear." He smiled in response. Mamoru wanted to strangle him for what he might have said to his Usagi. "She mentioned you were sleeping with Amber - chan. don't you think that you should stick to where you're at with her? She can get you places." he told him.
Akito laughed, "Amber - Chan has 'possessive issues'. Though you seem to rival hers. Plus she has this major hate for Usagi – chan that's kinda crazy obsessive. I might have to ditch out on her if she gets to be too much." The dark haired man shook his head, "She could be beneficial to you, and her uncle is very powerful." Mamoru relented. Akito looked to him oddly, "Why are you telling me this? It could guarantee my success and your failure."
Mamoru smiled, "I'd rather be happy and penniless with my Usako than be successful and with someone I don't love." his words had Akito thinking. "You sound genuine." He responded, "I am. I love her more than anything. So keep Amber - chan as your girlfriend, honestly I don't care, but leave mine alone. How's that?" Mamoru compromised. But Akito wasn't going to give up that easily, "You see there's a small problem with that..." Akito relented slyly. Mamoru sighed. "What problem?"
"Amber - chan is a weak minded person in certain areas. But she's also very stubborn and aggressive in others. I like my freedom and I like to play around...see how others 'taste'...so to speak." He rubbed his tongue against his teeth in indication, something Mamoru found disgusting to his implication. He had no interest in how Amber 'tasted'. "Amber - chan..." Akito acted as if in thought.
"She's like flavored water...something you have to add to, to make it taste even remotely worth it. But I bet Usagi - chan is like pure melted chocolate. Sweet all over." Mamoru felt his self-control on his anger slipping on Akito's obvious words and their clearly lewd meaning. Gripping his bag handles so tight his nails began to cut into his palms.
"Even better like liq - " Akito continued his words falling short, as Mamoru could hold onto his anger no longer. Dropping his bags they barely hit the ground when he had Akito slammed up against the brick wall of a narrow alleyway set beside the market. The area cleared of other shoppers for now so they weren't any spectator's to witness Mamoru possessive and protective stance when it came to referring to his beloved.
Hauling him up the wall, Akito finally felt threatened by this man. It was when Mamoru said, "Let me explain this to you now so you know the direness of the situation. Touch my Usako in any wrong way - hell in any way at all and I'll hand you your ass." He snarled right up into the smug man's face.
The threat was very real. Akito recognized it, "Kicking my ass for even touching your girl...I'll have to remember that. Doesn't mean I'll abide by it. You're not there every second of everyday Mamoru - san." Akito told him, finally getting angry with the dark haired man. He tried to shove him off but came up with more resistance than he thought he would. "I'm not going to let you poke your nose into our relationship or hit on my girlfriend."
Mamoru released him just enough to draw air into his slightly deprived lungs. "Thought you had more respect for yourself than to hit on a woman that was already taken?"
Mamoru's words hit him hard, but they both knew it wasn't even remotely out of a loving interest for Usagi. Perhaps he wanted to get into her pants but mainly it was to tear them up and pull Mamoru down from his perch. "Oh I do...but when it revolves around a more 'political' per say reason...not really." Mamoru shoved him away and left with his parting words of, "Unless it's professional, stay away from her."
Needing to see his beloved he left the alleyway only to find her standing frozen at the mouth of it. She had been to late to stop him, now the level of threat from Akito would become serious. He stopped before her long enough to enfold her in his arms, quickly bending down and placing a tender kiss upon her lips, "Let's get home." he murmured by her ear. Having her soft welcoming body in his arms comforted him greatly. Bending down to retrieve their groceries and grasping her hand tight.
"Okay..." She whispered, casting a reproachful look over her shoulder as he guided her away, catching sight of Akito's scrutiny. Suddenly her stomach felt queasy. She hoped beyond hope that Akito wouldn't screw things for her academically. If he validated the cheating issue, to spite Mamoru over what he did today she would never get into high school. As far as Akito saw it he would need to up his game. He wouldn't let the man win this.
Mamoru was oddly silent during the ride back to the apartment. He was glowering out of the front window and gripping the wheel in white knuckled strain. Usagi was left to sit patiently beside him, casting him sad, concerned looks. This quiet brooding was Mamoru at his most angry. Akito had really worked him up, leaving him in an agitated and worried state of mind. It was washing over their link like thousands of sharp little rocks constantly poking a single tender spot in the brain.
Usagi cringed and absently begun scratching the back of her head, this aggravated sensation between them was making her itchy with anxiety on what would happen.
"Usako if he tries anything...Anything! I want to know." He turned to her, his dark blue eyes seemingly boring into her. His gaze so serious and dire it stunned her. He was more than worried about Akito and what the man could do. He felt very threatened by him, not of him pulling her away from himself but of how far Akito would go in his little game with them. Which was putting her on edge.
"Hai." She breathed back. Wondering if now would be a good time to tell him about the scandal at school she was dealing with and that's how Akito got involved. Then thought better of it, it was her dilemma to deal with not his. He had enough to worry about in concerns to his own now rocky academic career. He didn't need her problems heaped on top of his stress. With a long tired sigh, Usagi turned to the car window as they made their way through Azabu.
The all to familiar tower's and small shops scrolling past, as a fond reflection of heading home hit her. She only had a few more hours to go...Then this sweet taste of living with Mamoru would be over. She would have to bitterly go back home, deal with her father's awkward silence and try to act like it didn't bother her. She would have to go back to being the mild mannered school girl, the dutiful daughter, and responsible older sister. Have to leave this temporary adulthood behind and go back to being just Junior High Senior.
Leaving behind this life with Mamoru that she had come to love so very much. She had gone into this week with many misgivings that they would not be compatible. But she ended up being pleasantly surprised by how well they accented each other. Now the beautiful week she left behind was just a taunting reminder of what lay out of her reach. Living with him was truly years away still. It was making this last day very bitter sweet.
Preparing and eating supper was a pleasant, companionable time. Filled with small stray touches and tender smiles that meant so much to both of them. The early evening found them lounging on the couch. Mamoru with a book in hand and Usagi with her head resting comfortably in his lap. Mamoru was totally absorbed in his reading, his hand innocently slipped under her hem of her blouse rubbing her tummy in small circles.
The conversation they were in the middle of being totally silent, spoken solely through their link.
(Of course then there's the issue of my papa. I told him gently. He turned to look at me.
Hai, the bane of my existence. Or rather me the bane of his existence. He commented dryly.
I rolled my eyes only to hear a knock at the door. Both of us were a little confused as to who it was. Neither of us were expecting any company. Plus I was feeling lazily and relaxed. I was not interested in dashing to answer it. The knock came again, less lightly. Mamoru wasn't moving either, feigning deafness by acting totally focused on his book. Neither one of us wanted to entertain any guests. We just wanted to spend the last of our fleeting time together alone together in peace.
The knock sounded again, this time it was curt and very abrasive against the wood. Mamoru shot the door a concerned look now, his legs twitching, ready to rise from the couch. I didn't want him to become angered once more by the uninvited guest, not after his confrontation with Akito today so I leaped to my feet and swiftly strode to the door. With Mamoru hovering just behind me, a protector just in case the person couldn't get the hint to leave.
I opened the door to find none other than my very angry, very homicidal looking father at the opening. Dressed in his fluffy beige winter coat and white scarf wrapped like a noose around his neck. His face several shades of red, that I knew was not due to the cold wind outside. His mouth twisted in a very unpleasant snarl. Eyes shielded behind his large square glasses that sat slightly askew upon his nose and fogged by moisture.
"Papa?!" I nearly screeched. I was totally stunned by this turn of events. Even Mamo – chan was shocked by my papa's appearance. We both had mixed thoughts of how he found out I was here let alone how he found out where Mamo - chan even lived.
"You bastard!" papa yelled before I got pushed aside into the front door, as he then stormed past me. Taking a swing at Mamoru, cold fury burning in his eyes. His rage now clearly apparent now that his glasses had defogged.
Mamo - chan ducked out of instinct as papa bellowed in rising indignation, "Taking advantage of my baby girl! Getting her to live here with you as what?! Your concubine or something equally defiling!" he was so filled with rage over it that he would end up with a coronary if I didn't dispel it soon, "Papa!" I screamed getting his attention. I had to calm this confrontation soon before it got far to out of hand.
"What's going on here?" I asked, breathless and innocent. I was playing oblivious to his dead on accusations. "I went to see you at the temple, to talk." he huffed. I gulped, hoping for the best yet my heart had plummeted into my feet at his next words. "I heard your friends talking about you staying over here." He growled towards me. Leaving a very pale and surprised Mamo - chan standing dumbstruck before the patio doors. My eyes widened in both alarm and fear.)
Oh shit!
("Papa maybe you miss heard them." I tried nervously to backtrack. My mind betraying me by remaining totally blank. I had no way to lie or excuse this dreadful situation. I didn't even have a way to smooth this all over. I didn't have a plan for what would happen if papa ever found out because I never expected this to even happen.
"No I heard things very clearly and you!" he rounded on Mamo – chan, "Mr. Chiba, Mamoru - san are NEVER going to see my daughter again. I want you out of her life for good! If I even SEE you around my neighborhood…" His voice was low and threatening. The fact that he couldn't finish his sentence he was so enraged had me filled with fear.
I could see the vein about to pop on the side of Papa's head. Mamoru remained silent, his body stiff and features hardened. Mamo – chan was NOT about to let go of me in his life for anything, nor was papa. What I didn't understand was why papa couldn't just get over things and accept Mamo – chan in my life.
They were both fiercely over protective, both loved me to death in their own ways, why couldn't he see that Mamo – chan was my everything as I was his. He was so stuck on believing me to still be this little girl I wondered if he would ever see me as an adult. Furthermore Mamo – chan would never let me go unless I choose of my own free will to be with another. Even then he would fight to have me as his till the better man won.
But papa was just being to much right now. I love my father dearly but this was enough. And now he tried to harm my Mamo – chan. Granted he was looked pretty rage filled at the moment but still. "Papa! Just relax you're not thinking clearly and your about to have a coronary if you don't settle down please! I don't want to have to call mama over here!" I threatened, pathetically playing the only card I had.
I hoped it would work, if given the chance he'd go after Mamo – chan again and I could only ask so much of him when it came to not harming my father in self-defense. As it was I could feel the restraint he was using to NOT harm my papa for his actions and words.
Kenji stood red with rage, fists trembling at his sides glaring up at Mamoru, fierce and unyielding. Mamoru was standing his ground just as strongly, his eyes darkening in that fierce look he always got when facing a life and death battle. Like two titan's ready to go to war, this seemed to be just the lull before the epic war. "You want some water?" Mamo - chan asked, his voice low and modulated.
His own rage I could tell was nearing the boiling point. I saw papa looked to him with confusion in his eyes, "Papa! Sit!" I commanded, "Please..." I practically wailed as he wasn't moving in the slightest. Inches away from Mamo - chan it was like a Mexican stand off and any second now the guns were going to go off again. But this time only one man would be walking out, I doubted it would be my father.
Papa was a little to shocked to argue as Mamo - chan went to get some water for him. "Papa I'm...gomen a sai...but...I love Mamo - chan and he loves me. So yes I have been here this week but I wanted to show Mamo - chan that living with someone is very different from just dating them." it seemed my papa was getting more stunned. He sunk on the couch looking more like a deflated balloon.
I sat myself down across from him in the neighboring chair. My sweating hands gripped tight between my knees, I was amazed at how my heart was pounding. The fear and anxiety I felt was just like being in combat...but this time it was an emotional battlefield.
"I understand that he has you wrapped around his finger but Usagi sweetie, you need to come home..." his soft brown eyes when directed towards me, looked hurt, sad. But they quickly turned cold as ice as he looked back to Mamoru. As if looking at the devil behind him, "To your real family." but I knew Mamo - chan heard that. With his back to us, he turned off the faucet. I felt the tense emotional waves though.)
Mamoru for himself was fighting the urge to snap back in righteousness over the situation. He knew deep down in his heart and soul that Usagi belonged with him. That her time growing up with her paternal family had come to an end. He just kept the thoughts and feelings at bay and from Usagi to prevent her from getting scared off. He knew how deeply her family meant to her but he also knew that it had been around this time a thousand years ago when they were to be married, for her to become his wife.
He could still remember both his mother and hers going over their wedding plans. They would always be to consumed with each other to plan much so their mothers had taken over. He felt that the timing was right now, but also knew a thousand years ago was a thousand years ago. A LOT of things had changed since then. His love for her had grown, so had his lust and passion for her, but also how her parents would see things had to.
While he held no doubt her mother would be happy, that wouldn't be for a few years. Her father never bothered to truly hide his obvious disproval over them together. As case in point coming into his home with Usagi and attempting to assault him. He knew the man would want nothing more than for her to leave with him and choose her family over him but how does one do that when the man they love IS a part of the family?
All Mamoru knew was to try and keep his cool to avoid any further arguments, but her father much like Usagi could test him and his will power. Granted it was a completely DIFFERENT type of test but one none the less that had him always in a struggle to control his will power over the situation. With Usagi he had a hard time controlling his libido and slight jealousy – though he had faith and trust in her he just didn't for unknown males around her – and for her father he had a hard time like now control his rising anger over the threat to take Usagi away.
(Glancing over my shoulder, I could see his jaw clench in anger, before regaining his composure and striding back into the living room and placing the glass down on the coffee table in front of papa. "Usako is my family just as much as she's yours. I plan to..." he struggled not to say something as papa smirked.
"To what? To defile my daughter even more than what you probably already have?" his gaze switched to me with a plea in his eyes that made my chest tighten in pain. "Please tell me my little girl is still innocent? Please tell me I heard wrong from your friends at the temple." He moaned, scrubbing a hand down his face seeking to calm himself. I gulped, unable to lie to my father. I was never able to. "I...can't." My words were soft, but resolute.
I felt like I was breaking his heart as his face crumpled. He sighed dejectedly as he spoke, "I need to have a talk with your mother on a few things regarding your future. I think it might be best that you stay here for a few more days…or more preferably at the temple." he walked out before I could come up with a response. My mouth frozen in shock over his words.
"Did I just get kicked out?" I ask barely above a whisper, tears threatening in my eyes. Mamo - chan took me in his arms and held me close as I felt like my world had just spun sideways. "No, Usako he just needs time to adjust, I think it just finally clicked that he's not going to be able to control this. That he's not going to break us up." he told me softly. I nodded, mutely my head buzzing from the sudden stress. "I love my parents Mamo - chan...why does being with you have to be such a bad thing for him?" I ask, my voice wavering as tears began to fall.
He looks down at my face, "All he sees is another man taking the role of protector from him. He wanted to be able to give that away on his own terms and this isn't it." he explained gently, his face warm, eyes full of compassion and sympathy for the confusion and pain I was going through. I could only nod again, "So I guess you're stuck with me here for a few more days...till mama makes papa see the error in his ways." I wondered if she would now that she would find out that I had omitted my whereabouts from them both for the past week.
"Even if not, even if you can't go back there, your place is here now...with me." He kissed my forehead softly, comforting me now in all the small ways only he knew. I nodded my head but couldn't help but feel guilt that I had potentially lost my parents and Shingo with this. Knotting my hands into this shirt, keeping my face pressed tight to the cotton as I cried silently. I decided to wait till a few days had passed before telling the girls so I could be sure I hadn't been permanently kicked out of my childhood home.
I don't think mama would allow papa to do so, "I'm thinking maybe he said it so we wouldn't argue when I was at home. To cool off." I reasoned in a dull whisper. Mamoru nodded, sighing and rubbing his hand down the back of my head. Seeking to sooth my panic. "Hey let's get back to making the rest of that desert for Chibi Usa's picnic, we were planning. Okay?" He offered, changing the topic and knowing a bit of busy work would calm me down.
I smiled grateful for the distraction. The last item to make was a cherry cheesecake with a cherry glaze on top of it. We had bought a specialized carrying case for the cake so it wouldn't get smooshed or stuck everywhere with the glaze on top. "This will be perfect!" I was generally excited for the outing, the first real family event with her. It was my idea and I had spear headed it all afternoon during our shopping trip to the market.
Turning from his grasp, eager to finish our baking. I headed back towards the kitchen, finishing my thought. "And we can get up extra early to make sure we can get Chibi Usa from…" I stalled, my resolve crumpling back into despair. Realizing we'd have to go pick Chibi Usa at my parents place. Mamo – chan hugged me from behind, "It'll be okay. We'll make it okay." He breathed into the crown of my hair, kissing the top of my head again and again. As I could only nod, words and hope finally failing me.
This day had gone from good to bad to worse. I could only hope that the day with Chibi Usa and Hotaru would be pleasant or at least make it a good time for Chibi Usa. I wanted to get to know Hotaru better, give the benefit of the doubt that she wasn't in league with the enemy. Plus even if my home life with my parents wasn't peachy the least I could do was make home life for Chibi Usa something memorable for her.
It would aid in taking my mind from my anxiety's over my Papa so I happily took the opportunity to have those moments. Though thoughts on if my moon father had ever found out of our activities he would have had us married off in a flash.)
It was something neither of them would have protested to in the slightest. As it was as her moon mother looked down from her heavenly perch at her child, her only daughter she almost laughed at what MIGHT have happened if her king had been alive long enough to see the goddess like beauty their daughter had become, or the handsome man that would steal her heart as she stole his. "Hai, my dear daughter, he would have married you two off." She smiled.