Puffgirl1952 the 2nd: actually yes, I think I have some stories up there but to my dismay I forget about that site and forget to post often. That's how much I come to this site.

kera69love: thanks I hear it all the time so I imagine it's a shocking face that has the 'what? My word!' and possibly even a 'did I do that?' from Urkel all rolled into one. as for the noise complaints I'm going to go with a not so caring landlord. I've lived in places where as long as you pay the rent/mortgage, even if it's a split-level house they take in noise complaints with a grain of salt unless the amount of complaints gets repeated on a daily basis. It might also help that Mamoru does have one of the more expensive units there and is probably paid out through the trust fund so yeah…

sabina21: at this point Karlie is learning the hard way what happens when you hurt someone that Usagi cares for or for that matters that Mamoru has been pulled into. She did her deeds with the now ex-boyfriend with malicious, selfish intentions and it's landed her in hot water with her now ex husband. Same with the ex-boyfriend. He was 'having his cake and eating it to' and neither were caring or thinking things would go the way they did. They didn't count on Usagi and Mamoru bonding with the innocent ex girlfriend over the guilty ex-boyfriend. As I've found out in life, alcoholics don't see certain situations coming cause all their thinking about is their next drink…they work their tactics till they've exhausted all their resources and pulled everyone into the mud…so to speak. It's only when the people they were pulling with them let go of the alcoholic and accept that the alcoholics need to make those choices for themselves (no matter how much they may want to order them around, strap them down and do what's right for themselves let alone everyone else) that their able to accept what they can't do and what the alcoholic has to choose to do for themselves. They leave and heal themselves while the alcoholic has to do the same for themselves to have any hope or chance to rebuild their lives or to have any chance to work back the trust and/or relationships that are possibly lost but not forgotten. Usagi and Mamoru see this through their own perspective and its why they support the ex girlfriend, they see her pain and suffering and while Mamoru sees the ex boyfriend he also sees someone who isn't facing the rock bottom part yet. It's why Mamoru has had words with him, letting him know that there is no support system in him for him.

3 reviews, lets see where this one gets us, please read, review and enjoy! Oh and as spirit Halloween is starting up the updates for The Devil Within 2 might be a bit slower since I do work for that company part time this time of year. I will keep updating but it might be closer to every three weeks rather than each week so I'm not getting completely burnt out. Working 60- hour work weeks, (70 on the last couple of weeks of the season) gets a little tiring after a while.

Drunken stupors

Drabble 444

Usagi POV

This is ridiculous. I shouldn't have to go over and fix the heater for that jerk. He cheated on her, he lied to her. He tried to manipulate things to HIS advantage and take further advantage of her and I have to be the bigger person and fix his heating? Fine I'm the one who messed it up but still…he had it coming. Using the grace I've learned over the years I use the balconies to jump over till I land on his.

Thankfully as the girlfriend mentioned, his was routinely open. Left that way so that the hubby's wife could slip in and they could fool around. Another thing she found out about them. I slip inside and go straight to the heater. I don't hear anyone so I quickly work to undo what I did and do it fast. I don't want to get caught right now. Seeing where I can take care of the problem I twist it back and begrudgingly make sure it works as I go to leave out.

Thanks to my time working with Makoto, Rei and even grandpa Hino, I know how to do some basics when it comes to heaters. However this relief is short-lived when I see him coming around the corner. I duck into the first closet and notate the thankfulness of how spacious it is as I duck inside. I watch as he grabs a 1/5 of vodka as chugs it down so effortlessly I feel drunk just watching him.

He then lights a cigarette and puts on the TV as he sits back on the couch and veggies out. I begin to slip back out as I go to see if he's passed out already when the door knob turns and forces me back inside. I just barely get it closed enough before I see Karlie come in.

"Seriously…? She has a key now?" I whisper to myself. No wonder his ex-girlfriend had trust issues with him.

"Hey baby…," she sauntered over to him. That's when she sees him drunk and apparently passed out already till she wakes him. "Get up, I've gotten a little bit of time away from work. This way we can get together for a bit."

He mutters however instead and wakes up to ask, "What are you doing here?"

She huffs, "I'm here to get some time in with you. Can't you appreciate the effort I go to, to still make time for you since it goes against the courts for my pending divorce?"

I narrow my eyes. She really has a thing for him if she's willing to risk divorce proceedings to have some time with him.

"I do appreciate it…I just…"

He's willing to avoid talking any further though.

"Don't tell me it's about her? You miss her don't you?" she snips at him.

"The heart wants what it wants."

She puts on a crying act that I roll my eyes at but he goes to comfort her in response.

"Don't cry baby, you know I love you."

He genuinely seems to feel something towards her but at the same token it's beginning to feel fake with him at this point.

"I know but this is all so confusing. I want to be with you and I know you still call her. You're still trying to get back together with her and it hurts cause I want to be the only one you're with," he sighs and moves away from her. "I have to work her over, she has charges against me for things and I can't afford to deal with the repercussions."

She looks to him, "I can take care of us financially."

He shakes his head, "Not when your ex hubby gets wind of us still screwing around. He's a smart man."

She scoffs at this, "He's an idiot, he only found out because your girlfriend told him."

He sighs at that before telling her, "That was my fault."

Karlie looks at him and suddenly I wish I brought some popcorn to watch this. It's beginning to unfold like a drama show.

"How so?" she demands.

"Cause I threatened her first. She called my bluff and yeah here we are."

Karlie gets up, "So my marriage that I could have gotten more yen out of is in the gutter cause she played you?! Cause she called your bluff? You bluffed your way into this mess we're in?"

He nodded his head. "She knows I can lie but I didn't think she'd call my bluff. I thought she was going to cave as she normally did. Hell she's been caving throughout our fling. She didn't even know about it."

Karlie jumps up. "SO this is a FLING to you?!" Karlie asked, getting upset at him.

"That's not what I meant."

Yet I can see that the damage has been done.

"So I risked my marriage, my prenup for some amazingly good sex and that was IT?!" She grabs her purse as he gets up.

"Karlie, see where I'm coming from." She turns to look back at him. "She usually came back, she was usually too afraid to lose me or us that she would back down. How was I supposed to know she'd call my bluff and tell your husband? She's had plenty of chances before and didn't say anything."

I shake my head at his words as Karlie tells him, "Cause she stupidly loved you…looks like she finally had enough of being two timed and gave up."

He nodded at her words, "You're right."

"I know I'm right and now you're calling her back trying to win her back over. Here I thought I risked it all for you to pick me," he tries to cajole her. "I did pick you, this is just for show. I have to make her think I want her back."

Karlie pulls herself away from him. "No, some part of you genuinely wants her back. You do miss her and you know what you're doing."

He steps back, "So what if I do? She is my ex-girlfriend, you're not."

I see how that hits Karlie. She actually looks hurt by that.

"So this really doesn't mean anything to you?" she points between them.

"I know how I feel." He turns from her and takes one last long swig from a now empty bottle then throws it towards the end of the couch as he lays down and ignores her. She looks at him on the couch in disgust as he calls out, "Make sure you lock the door on your way out."

"What about - "

He cuts her off with, "I can't have your voice in the background when I call her later to try to get back with her. She'll cut me off and hang up without a second thought. I need her Karlie…you…you were a temporary fix…"

He turns over and tells her, "I do love you…as my friend and yes the sex was good, but it's better with her. I need her back and I need to weaken her so I can get to her."

By this point I don't know who's more of the villain here…Karlie or the neighbor. Maybe both…

"So you do love her…I thought that you were in love with me though."

He shakes his head. "No…I have to protect my heart and I've been with her longer than you. You were someone that I enjoyed sleeping with when I was bored. You were a fascination, a short term drug to me…an unhealthy attachment that I've been getting told I need to get rid of and you know what…people are right."

She scoffs at his words.

Yet he goes on, "I care about you and I do love you…if you weren't married and if I was never with my ex then yeah we'd be together…but this can't happen still. I mean if you want to keep having sex I'm all for it but I need to get my ex back and having you here when she KNOWS about you isn't going to happen. There's no one part of her that will accept or trust you within range of me again so you need to go."

I see how upset Karlie is as she leaves out slamming the door loud enough to make me jump.

I back up and find another body behind me but before I can scream out in shock and fear, a hand wraps around my waist then my mouth as I hear, "SHHH!" whispered behind me by a very familiar voice.

I look back and thanks to the tiny inch crack of the door see Mamoru behind me as he puts up his fingers in a 'quiet' motion. Promising to punch him in the arm later for scaring the crap out of me he ushers me to slip out now that the neighbor is asleep on the couch. We subtly move out of the closet only to fall back inside when he moves.

Scrambling back he faces us and seems to drift in and out of sleep. Having no choice we close the door and whisper back any forth.

"We need to get out of here," I tell him.

He peaks outside, "You have any bright ideas cause the second he spots us in his place, without an invitation it's goodbye sleepy time hello handcuffing us time…and not the kind we like either."

I give him credit for that.

"So we wait here till he's asleep? That could be an hour or two," I try to reason with him as I peak back outside. "I say we take our chances, leave out and say we were here to help fix the heater."

Mamoru just gives me a look, "And he's going to say 'how did you know it was messed up to begin with? How did you get in here? Why would you help me considering the obvious that your in league with my ex?'"

I contemplate this, "Is this what they teach you in university, how to come up with very logical reasons to keep us trapped in a closet?"

He smirks, "I'm not wrong though."

I sigh at his words, "That means then that we're stuck in here till he turns back over or till we can clearly tell that he's sleeping."

Mamoru nods as we try to wait him out. We try to not get ridiculously bored. Yet I'm not one to stay in one place for too long.

In an effort to lighten the mood I tell him, "We could always have sex to pass the time."

He looks at me as if I've grown two heads.

"It's a joke…mostly," I begrudgingly admit. Though it would help to bypass the time of being stuck in this closet.

"We'd have to be incredibly quiet," Mamoru mutters. "Something you're really not good at."

I huff in indignation. "Bull…you know I can be silent," I whisper back at him.

Suddenly things seem more tense in the closet. We're both looking at each other with want as we debate on doing this with a semi-asleep drunk ass outside who is either falling fast asleep or could possibly hear a pin drop.

"He's got at least…," Mamoru eyes the bottle on the table and the other on the couch."Two bottles of that stuff inside of him."

I wonder where his head is at. "And?" I ask him.

He looked at me, his eyes focused on me, "That much alcohol for either of us and we'd be out like lights."

I nod in agreement, "Out like lights, Mamoru if we had that much alcohol you'd be calling poison control or sending us to the ER for alcohol poisoning."

He nods, "True…"

I look at him now, "What are you getting at?"

He eyes me up and down, giving me that 'well…I mean why not?' expression. He's trying to calculate how much sex we could get away with while in here. I balk at him at first till I see the neighbor, curled up on the couch, and really take a look at him. His hair is slightly greasy, he looks disheveled and to be honest from this angle even his feet look dirty.

"He's really in bad shape…," I comment,

"Which also means he might be more drunk than we thought." Mamoru adds.

I look at him, "If he's THAT drunk and asleep we should leave."

Mamoru then gets a glimmer of recklessness in his face, "Maybe…or maybe we have sex in his closet and let him hear how really amazing sex sounds."

I want to hit him over the head for that so much BUT I also can't help but feel like this would be one way of getting even on behalf of his ex girlfriend. I have a bad idea in my head.

"You know if we leave traces of sex behind, since his ex-girlfriend is gone and that Karlie is trying to move in on the old territory again, if we leave the scent of sex behind…," I grin.

"Karlie might think he's stepping back with the ex-girlfriend…," Mamoru concludes as I add on, "OR either of them will think the other is cheating on the other and since that's how THEY HOOKED up…"

Mamoru gets a grin on his face.

"Looks like we have work to do."

He leans in as we begin to kiss. I know this is more or less an excuse to do it in a closet but really I do want to get even for his ex girlfriend. She deserved better than to be treated the way she was by him. So if having sex in here helps in that then why not?

"Wait," Mamoru breaks the kiss off.

"What? Why?" I ask him as he looks back out. I don't get to ask anything more as he pulls us quickly out of the closet and into the bedroom by the next door over.

"Remember his ex-girlfriend said she found out via the panties leading to the bedroom?"

I look at the bed and cringe a bit, "I don't know…that's also where he and Karlie slept together. I don't want to catch anything."

He grins, "I'm sure they've changed the sheets since then it's been over a month."

I lean over the bed and smell the sheets just to be safe and sure enough they do have a crisp linen fresh scent.

Feeling better about that, I say, "Let's go for it."

Mamoru shuts the door with stealth as we disrobe and toss the covers about. As the TV remains on in the living room area we kiss and allow our voices to become a tad more vocal. Not too much though. It's when Mamoru pulls my pantie down and slips two fingers in that I gasp for air and he silences any possible sound by kissing me deeply.

He grinds his fingers into my clit as I arch my back at his tender yet just the right amount of roughness. I grab onto his shoulders as he bends down to lick at me. My juices start to pour out of me a bit and while normally he'd lick them all up he's letting a bit of them slide down and wiping it on the bed sheets. He grins and licks me once more before rising up and in a single move that has me gasping for air slams home.

There Are barely three thrusts in when he stops, pulls himself out, flips me over on all fours, pushes me to lay down and slips back inside to press himself into me. It's not too often we do it this way but hell if I'm not enjoying it. He wraps one pony tail around his wrist and pulls back just enough as he nibbles and bites along my neck. I arch my back and reach back to squeeze his rear as I encourage the motions.

Feeling his member in me is so amazing, I want to yell it out, to scream that this is what it feels like to have someone who loves you inside of you. Yet I refrain. I don't want to alert him in the next room to what we're doing. So as the thrusting gets more intense. As we continue to push forward I welcome him into my heated depths. I can feel him getting thicker inside of me, I can feel him pressing himself as deeply as he can go.

"Please…," I whimper, as loudly as I dare, which is a hair's breath above a whisper. He grunts barely louder than that as I feel him pressing even deeper, trying to get even a cubic inch deeper inside of me. I open my mouth and take a mouthful of comforter in my mouth for a moment before deciding against it, wanting something to bear down on. To bite into as I feel him pressing himself insistently into me.

The thrusting gets harder, faster, and somehow deeper. It's right when I'm nearing the end of my climax that he flips the game around on me. He pulls out, flips me around just enough to pull a leg of mine up over his shoulder and presses me onto him once more. This time I'm in the split position and his legs are on either side of mine as he begins to hammer himself into me. Our pacing grows harder at each stroke.

I have barely any control to gain here so instead I press myself against him using my hands at his rear and hips to push myself onto him as best as I can. Enjoying the pressure of him inside of me at this angle. I can feel his balls he's pressed so tightly inside of me. I bite my lip so hard I feel like I could be drawing blood and yet it doesn't stop the overwhelming pleasure I'm feeling nor does it stop the need I have for completion.

He grips my hips harder and pulls me onto him faster. Speeding up the pace and even getting louder himself. I reach up and with one hand still on his leg to keep him pulled into me I use the other to place onto his mouth to keep his voice low. Realizing himself he begins to bite his own lip but captures my finger in his mouth and suckles a bit. Releasing it with a pop I trail the finger down to tease his own nipples.

I guess the teasing got to him because the next thing I knew he was batting my hand away, twisting me just enough yet again and powering me into oblivion as I had to hold back my on my screams to not alert our neighbor passed out presumably on the couch.

"Mamo…," I mutter as I bury my face in the pillow. My orgasm hits me hard as I feel the sobs of pleasure wrack my body and feel him jerking himself into me.

He grips onto me hard and I feel his cock pulsating inside of me. I can feel the cum slipping into me on each sexual encounter we have. I'm left speechless and feeling like a million bucks when he shifts us both to our sides for a breath. We give it less than three minutes to get the feeling back in our bodies and rush to get dressed.

"Wait, leave your bra here." He suggests. I give him an incredulous look.

"This is a Vicky S bra. This costs actual yen," I snip low toned.

"I'll buy you a new one, leave it here so that when little miss slut bags comes back she sees it and thinks he's stepping out on her."

I leave the bra off and put my shirt back on. He kicks it into a corner where it won't easily be spotted. "Let her 'discover it'."

I smile and shake my head as we head out and find that he's turned back over and away from us. We slip out, making sure the door locks behind us and leave. Once we were safely back at Mamoru's we giggled like a couple of teenage kids who just got away with something big till we were in full blown laughter.

"Oh that was so good," Mamoru says as I look at him.

"Just good?" I remark as he laughs, "No the sex was phenomenal as always…what we just did…was good, karmically good."

I nod and agree, "You're right about that."

I pull him in for a nice kiss and wonder what will happen next.