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Title: Lost In Your Eyes

Author: Alyndrya

Email: princessdestinydestinysgateway.com

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Couple: Usagi And Mamoru

Rating: NC 17+

Summary: 'One Hour Challenge' #439: Response
Fanfic. Mamoru so utterly infatuated with Sailor Moon that when he seems to spot her
in a dark alley he kisses her. To his complete shock and horror, the person turns out to
be his worst enemy Usagi! And to make things even worse, he's convinced that she's a Dark
Kingdom spy and he's forced to hold her hostage until she confesses!

Chapters: 6/7

Status: Unfinished

Year Completed: N/A
Comments: Hi everyone! Sorry for the delay of about a week everyone, but as
I posted in my Author Notes to give you an update earlier today, I needed a break from
writing Sailor Moon. I've written about Eight Fanfics in a row, practically every day for
the last couple of months.
Weirdly, even though I wanted a break from writing itself, I ended up with an idea for
a Power Rangers Fanfic and wrote a Fanfic from it called 'A Promise To Return'. You can
check out that Fanfic at my Archives, along with all the Fanfics I've posted over the
months that I never put up at the Archives:
http://www.destinysgateway.com/destinysgatewayarchivesmain.htm They're all under 'Recently
Added'.
You'll be happy to know that this Fanfic has been completed.
I expanded on Chapter Six and did the rest of Chapter Seven. Oh and a lot of the lemony
scenes moved to Chapter Seven, so you'll have to wait two days to get that. :P
Thank you Leiko for pointing out such a glaring lot of
discrepancies. I had Usagi's birthday at both three days and two months. This
has been changed to three days. I also had her mention her parents names in Chapter
Four, then Mamoru asks her again in Chapter Five. I left Chapter Four as-is and
changed Chapter Five a little. There is now an extra Five KB on that Chapter to make
it all flow well.
I can only apologise for the discrepancies. I don't know if any other Authors do
this, but I write scenes as they come into my head, then go back and fill in the rest of
the Chapter. I must have done that with Chapters Four and Five. O.o You
guys are wonderful to report these errors to me. I appreciate it as much as good
feedback on how much you're enjoying the plot. :P
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LOST IN YOUR EYES

By Alyndrya

[ princessdestiny@destinysgateway.com
]

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Chapter Six

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"I refuse to admit to being something I'm not." She
told him firmly, looking away from his intense gaze. What he would do to her if she said
yes was horrible to contemplate. And since she was actually a Senshi, this was getting way
too out of hand. Usagi would have told him the truth, if only he would stop playing with
her.
"Mamoru-" Usagi stopped her next words, staring
at her feet. "Haven't you ever considered that I'm the opposite of what you
believe?"
The opposite? Mamoru wasn't sure what she meant, but he was
sure it was important. The opposite of the Dark Kingdom would be...Sailor Senshi?
No, she was lying, just as every word out of her mouth had been.
Everything was so complicated now. Why hadn't she just
talked when he'd first captured her? Now they were involved in something much
deeper. Was it pure lust or a natural evolution of their already-complicated
relationship? All those arguments they'd had over the months might have been hiding
sexual attraction!
Almost everything he did now was to some advantage over her. It
just wasn't fair-and she wasn't dumb enough to blurt out she was Sailor Moon at this
stage. Given his obsession with her alter-ego and his love of kissing her, who knew
what he would do if he found out his heroine was already in his grasp? She had given him
enough hints, so why hadn't be connected it. Or had he, but discounted it because he
thought she had been sent by Queen Beryl.
And they said she was the stupid one! But maybe Mamoru was
under a hell of a lot of stress.
She tried to put herself in his place again and came to the
conclusion that she would have taken him captive also, then called her Senshi. Usagi
certainly wouldn't have tried to seduce information out of him. It would never have
occurred to her, though their attraction to each other was now clear. Perhaps all
those arguments had hidden that.
"Come on." He said wearily, taking a hold of her wrist
in a loose grip and leading her down the hallway.
The blonde winced with pain and bit her lip to hide it, but
Mamoru heard and turned to see what the problem was.
His dark blue eyes widened in horror as he saw what he was
holding. Mamoru swiftly dropped her pained skin and moved closer, lifting up her hand by
the fingers so as not to hurt her further. Her wrists were rubbed raw in places and they
were bleeding.
"Red blood." He said absently, feeling a complete
bastard that Usagi had been hiding such a thing from him.
"Of course it's red, and if you think about it, you'll
figure out why." She snapped childishly, awfully fed up with Mamoru being so thick.
Maybe he would finally realize that only humans bled red. Nephlyte's blood had been bright
green, but then again, Tuxedo Kamen had not arrived in time to see the General covered in
blood and dying.
"Hmm," Mamoru murmured, feeling disquieted. Red blood
belonged to a human and not someone from the Dark Kingdom. That was what Usagi was
intimating. But if this force was as powerful as he and the Senshi suspected, then maybe
they could also change the color of blood to disguise their origins.
"Let me see that." He said suspiciously, raising her
protesting hand to his face and sniffing. It smelt of copper alright. Before he even
thought of it, he had taken a slight lick at the wounds.
Usagi's gawked at Mamoru as he licked her wrist, apparently
tasting the blood to see if it was real. He really was an idiot!
"Satisfied?" She growled at him, trying not to be turned on as he took another
lick, his tongue dancing delicately along the skin of her wrist.
Well, it tasted like real blood alright. And something about
licking Usagi made his heart do funny things. He looked at her strangely, and then sighed.
Once again he had a horrible feeling that he had gotten something wrong. This could not be
what it looked like. The blonde airhead was from the Dark Kingdom-she just had to be.
"Are you done? I'd like some bandages or antiseptic or
something." The small girl demanded, yanking her hand from his and crossing her arms.
Mamoru hesitated, and then shook his head. "I'm sorry, but
it will have to wait till morning."
"What sort of callous person are you?" Usagi said in a
soft tone, stunned. Was he truly so uncaring as to leave her this way?
"Given who you are, I can't suppose that you are too
surprised." He said dryly, pressing a hand into the base of her back and walking her
further down the hall. His reasons for denying her was a perverse need for control in a
situation that was rapidly getting out of hand. Mamoru was sorry for her slight pain, but
knew she would live.
As soon as Usagi saw where they were headed, she dug her heels
firmly into the carpet, letting out a horrified squeak. "We're going to your room?!"
"Frankly, I can't trust you enough to be in another room on
your own, and I'm not callous enough to leave you tied up for the night, no matter what
you are." Mamoru said tightly, frowning down at her.
"I am not staying in your room! I'm only fifteen! And
it's a shrine to Sailor Moon for god sakes." She hollered back at him, face going
beet red. There was absolutely no way in hell she was sleeping in his stalkers
headquarters with her own face staring back at her all night.
"I'll turn the lights off." The dark-haired man glared
downwards, angered by her words. Sure, he had a major yen for Sailor Moon and loved to
photograph her, but that didn't make him a stalker. It made him an admirer.
Apparently his last thoughts were spoke out loud unknowingly
because the blonde nemesis gave him a scathing look and turned the tables on him, grabbing
at his arm and practically hauling him down the last few meters to his abode.
If this wasn't proof that she wasn't human, he didn't know what
was. Usagi was betraying the strength of a person beyond her years.
He was also stunned when she flung them into his room and she
pointed wildly around, face disapproving. "Okay Mamoru, here's a clue for you."
She said scathingly. "One picture okay. Two or three, sure. But dozens?"
The blonde looked up at him with blazing eyes. "Dozens makes you stalker material
buddy, and I'll bet the police would be on my side with that one."
"What would you know? I'm a genuine admirer." Mamoru
glared balefully at her, wondering why it hurt so much to have the small blonde go off at
him over this. She shouldn't have the power to influence him at all...but he was being
swayed a little by what she said.
"Just take a look around, idiot." Usagi dragged him
over to the left wall and pointed. "You have m-Sailor Moon here with a panty
shot!"
"Her skirt flew up, and it's called a fuku." He
growled.
"And this one above your bed-" She went on, eyes going
huge. She gaped for a moment before turning and giving him a look that would have frozen
the Antarctic. "Just how the hell did you get that shot down her cleavage?!"
"I do rescue her, which involves her being in my
arms." He said somewhat smugly. The reason it was over his bed was because it was his
favorite. A huge color print of Sailor Moon's flushing face, breasts heaving and silky
hair flying about them. "And that camera just happened to be on my collar."
"Has it still not sunk into your thick scull that you're
invading her privacy in a major way? She could take out a restraining order."
Mamoru chuckled over that one. "I'd like to see their
Police's face when Sailor Moon walks into court with charges against me."
"This is no laughing matter, Mamoru!" She turned to
thump him on the chest in frustration, tears actually coming to her eyes. "You
haven't given her any privacy. You might like the girl, but this is obsession." Her
words ended quietly and she took a step backwards, apprehension filling her. She was
speaking as if Sailor Moon were another girl, but in fact, it was herself. And this was a
little frightening.
Obsession.
It had been one of the first thoughts to enter his head not long
before he had jumped Usagi in the alley, thinking she was the Pretty Sailor Suited
Soldier. He looked down at Usagi's upset face and then took a fresh look around his room.
Slowly, it dawned on him that she was absolutely right. He had indeed bought that
micro-camera just for the purpose of filming her. He had bought all sorts of cameras.
Mamoru looked over each wall carefully, eyes widening. Somehow,
his small collection of Sailor Moon had grown to gigantic proportions.
Good lord, he was a stalker! And it had taken a Dark
Kingdom spy to point it out to him.
"I'm depraved! Somewhere along the line, my admiration and
feelings for her turned into something bad." He groaned, releasing her and covering
his face with his hands.
Usagi was surprised and then gleeful. She had scored one over
Mamoru and that was extremely rare. "Are you going to take them down?" She
questioned suspiciously. Maybe she could sleep there for one night with that gallery of
perversion...
What was she saying?! She didn't want to sleep there at all!
Usagi eyes zeroed in on the one bed and she took another step away from him. "Did you
intend for us the sleep in the same bed?" She gasped.
"I'm not letting you get away, if that's what you're
hoping." He frowned at her, and then his blue eyes glinted. He was going to have to
sleep with Usagi and her delectable body in his bed, most likely with his arms about her.
A part of him shuddered in revulsion, the other felt a stirring of excitement. Usagi might
be from the Dark Kingdom, but when they kissed, he forgot all of that and enjoyed it more
than he had ever in kissing a girl.
"Don't make that face at me. It tells me you're up to
something." She said nervously, backing away.
"That's right." He said pleasantly, backing her up till
her knees hit the bed. He shoved her onto it and watched her roll, then come up in a
crouching fighting stance on his mattress.
"Stay there." Mamoru ordered, frowning at her
warningly. He backed to his closet, and then opened it without taking his eyes from her.
The upperclassman groped around on the top shelf and his hands fell on his old jump rope
he used to use to keep fit. He pulled it out, then summoned a rose and cut the ends off.
"Hey! What the hell are you planning?" Usagi gasped
out, eyes going huge. He approached her and sat down on the bed facing her.
The dark-haired man reached out and grabbed her arm, yanking her
down. "Sit." He ordered.
Usagi was so stunned that she did as he said, rubbing her sore
wrists and glaring resentfully. Sometimes he was gentle, then he went and did something
totally jerky, like forgot she had raw wrists.
Mamoru quickly secured one end of the rope to her wrist, making
her wince. "Sorry," He said, then frowned at her. "But you shouldn't have
tried so hard to escape."
"I won’t dignify that one with an answer." She
snapped out, watching as he tied the other end of his wrist. She gawked. What on earth-?
"Okay," Mamoru plucked at the cord and then tested its
strength between his hands. "This should do it."
"Mamoru?" Usagi said, frowning down at the cord, then
raising her blue eyes to meet his.
"Yes?" He replied, sitting on the bed facing her with
his legs crossed and their hands on their laps. He had made the rope long enough not to
constrict them during sleep...or have hands pulled where they shouldn't have been
touching.
She glowered at him. "You're a real pervert, you know
that?"
"It's so you won't think of slipping away during the
night." His face moved closer and he almost brushed noses with her in an effort to
emphasis his point. "And you'll also have to put up with my arms around you."
There was a long silence.
Usagi gently closed her gaping mouth and looked away from him. So
much for her chance to escape when the idiot slept! He wanted to cuddle her during sleep?
No, he probably wouldn't sleep. With his suspicion so high about her being a Dark Kingdom
General, she doubted that he would even close his eyes.
She glanced at the bedside clock. It was around ten at night.
Lovely, and she had school in the morning too. Around about then, the blonde would have
been slipping into her cool sheets, getting berated by Luna over something or another.
Maybe it would be a nice change-
The girl glanced sideways at Mamoru's pensive expression as he
looked the bed over.
Maybe not. Usagi pressed her lips together and prepared
for a long night. Her parents talked when they were in bed, about all sorts of things, or
so her mother had mentioned. What if Mamoru wanted to take that opportunity to grill her
more about her supposed vocation?
What if he wanted to touch her more?
She was up to something! Mamoru looked fully into her face, with
hard suspicion and wondered what Usagi was planning. She had had that expression on her
face several times since he had taken her captive, and the blonde usually did or said
something sneaky afterwards.
"Time to go to bed." He announced, sliding backwards
off of the bed and yanking painfully on his wrist in the process. He cursed at his
forgetfulness-and her happy smile at his pain-then threw the covers back. "Hop in,
Odango Atama."
Usagi felt apprehensive as she eyed the black cotton sheets. What
if Mamoru tried something other than talking? Her mind flashed back to their
encounter in the alley, then to his caressing and kissing her in his home. Five minutes
ago in particular weighed on her mind. Mamoru might not like her, but he definitely
liked her body. The way his lips and hands had moved over her were utterly embarrassing
and also erotic. And they could never happen again!
How on earth was she even going to face him once he found out she
was innocent and let her go? Would he meet her on the street and ignore her, or argue with
her like this day never happened...or drag her into an alley and ravish her?
Usagi flushed brightly. No, the dark-haired man wasn't to be
trusted. She would not be sleeping either!
"Right." The petite girl said darkly. She slid under
the covers and lay back on her pillow, waiting. Her every fiber tensed as he also slid in,
his arm brushing hers.
This was a bad, bad idea!
The thought occurred to them both at the same time as he covered
them over with his duvet and reached up to switch off the beside light.
"Or is that a good idea?" He questioned aloud, throwing
Usagi a quick look. She blinked sleepily at him and he relaxed. It had been a long day for
them both and she would fall asleep soon enough. He knew Odango Atama well enough to know
that little fact, Dark Kingdom spy or not.
The room fell into darkness and the click of the light going off
echoed about the little room ominously.
Mamoru scooped her slight form into his arms and did the spoon
position with her backside snugly fitted into his groin.
They both groaned at the same time, then went abruptly silent as
they realized they'd let the other know they were affected by their presence. The feel of
their bodies.
The upperclassman tried desperately to think of something to
dampen the situation and then the perfect thing dropped into his brain.
Actually, his entire mouth dropped.
"Usagi." He growled into her small ear with rising
fury. "You knew I was Mamoru, didn't you?"
"Huh?" She said weakly, wondering if everything had
been given away. Had he suddenly realized that she was Sailor Moon?
"I mentioned kissing you a couple of times and you never
said a thing! In fact, you weren't surprised in the slightest that I recall." Mamoru
went on darkly. He mentally slapped his forehead and felt like strangling her. He had
mentioned kissing Usagi a few times over the hours, but he had failed to remember that it
wasn't Tuxedo Kamen who had kissed her.
He sat up in bed, away from her warmth and sensed her moving in
the darkness so they were once again facing each other.
Mamoru reached behind him and switched on the light so he could
see her expression. What he saw wasn’t pleasing. Usagi, the girl knows for her
air-headedness, was looking at him like he was a moron.
"Well..." Usagi trailed off helplessly, both relieved
that he had not figured out her secret, and apprehensive that she would have to call him
an idiot to his face. "You were sort of raving." She offered finally.
"Raving?!" He said dangerously, eyes glinting at her.
"That's right. And what's more, you're a jerk and you get
off on pain!" She yelled, shoving hard at his chest. He tumbled to the floor, weight
yanking at the rope so that it snapped. In pain from her wounds, but triumphant, Usagi was
off the bed like a shot.
Mamoru grabbed her ankle and threw her off balance as he got
swiftly to his feet. She stumbled, but quickly regained her balance. It was strange,
because he had known her to be so klutzy in everything she did, but right then she looked
remarkably-focused.
He looked at her with blazing eyes as he stepped forward, forcing
her to back off. He backed her right up to the wall.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Usagi said
primly, backing off a further few steps. So maybe she shouldn't have said that thing about
him liking pain. He was bound to take her up on her offer!
Mamoru realized what she was doing and followed her step for step
until she thumped into the wall.
The handsome upperclassman put an arm over her head and leaned in
close so their lips were almost touching. "Oh, I don't think you'll be complaining
too much, Odango Atama." He drawled. "Just like you weren't in the alley."
He smiled wickedly. "I won't hurt you-too much."
Usagi stared back, almost mesmerized by his eyes. He looked so
wicked at that moment she was almost tempted to give in. "You weren't
complaining." She pointed out, trying to sound angry. Mamoru considered her the
enemy, a Dark Kingdom creature, but still...the look in his eyes was almost seductive. Was
this some new trick? "And I don't want any pain thank you!" She added hastily,
recalling his last remark.
Another thought flashed into her head, and she barely had time to
mask her expression. If Mamoru fell asleep, then she could escape.
"I thought you were-" Mamoru began, but was cut off
swiftly.
"Yeah, yeah. Heard it all before." The blonde girl
snapped, turning her face away from his so that it wasn't disconcertingly close. To her
embarrassment, Mamoru moved closer so that his body was pressing into hers, his face
buried in her neck. What the hell did he think he was doing? This was the most confusing
person she had ever met and he blew hot and cold so often her head was in a spin.
Mamoru smiled, knowing she could feel it. Then he opened his
mouth and sucked the delicate skin of his neck into his mouth gently.
Usagi gawked over his broad shoulders. Was he giving her a
hickey?! "What the heck are you doing, Mamoru?" She managed to get out in a
weaker voice than intended. Oh good god, was that his tongue? Her bones melted and she was
abruptly grateful for his weight crushing her into the wall. Her legs would surely have
given way under her.
The dark-haired man lathed his tongue over her neck, then up
towards her ear. "Aren't you enjoying this, Usagi?" He mocked, sounding more in
control than he really was. God, but how this girl turned him on. And it was extremely
hard to remember that she was the enemy.
He bit her earlobe lightly, please with where this was heading.
Perhaps his seducing the information out of her wasn't a lost cause after all. And the
hellion couldn't knee him in the balls with herself pressed into the wall.
"Ohhh," She moaned, eyes closing at the sensation of
his teeth lightly nipping her ear. It was the most erotic feeling...
Her blue eyes shot open suddenly and she managed to get her hands
between their bodies and shove at his shoulders.
Mamoru was caught completely by surprise and fell backward,
unable to regain his balance.
Usagi looked down with a smug expression at the man sprawled at
her feet. She glanced sideways to the door and considered her options. He would most
likely capture her before she reached the door.
The dark-haired man was also considering his own options as she
stood above him, that superior expression on her pretty face. How pleased she was with
herself. His eyes darkened and he moved so swiftly that she didn't even have time to
squeak.
The blonde was grabbed by one slender hand and yanked down to the
floor. Mamoru moved to lean over her, his upper body pressed against her breasts. He
smiled at her started expression. "Now who's in charge?" He murmured in true
amusement. He chuckled as she gave him a disgruntled look.
And there they were again with him in charge and bending over
her! Usagi rolled her blue eyes and stuck her tongue out, forgetting this wasn't one of
their usual arguments. When his eyes followed the movement and zeroed in on her lips, she
realized her mistake.
The dark-haired man gave a wolfish smile and his lips moved to
hers, touching them very lightly. He was watching her eyes carefully to see if she
objected and saw surprise, apprehension and desire in their blue depths. She may not like
him, but they certainly had a sexual chemistry happening between them...
"Kiss me." He breathed against her lips.
Usagi stared into his eyes, so close to hers, with befuddlement.
Mamoru wanted her to kiss him? But didn't he hate her?
The blonde's mind went around in circles as she considered that
request seriously. Kiss him even though he didn't like her, but thoroughly enjoy it...
Touch his lips to hers because he was Tuxedo Kamen and she was
Sailor Moon and they already had an attraction between them whether he was aware of it or
not.
Head butt him and run like hell!
What on earth was she thinking to give him that frown? Mamoru
contemplated her features as she muddled through his request and couldn't help but he a
little offended. He KNEW she liked him, despite him having her held captive, so what was
there to think on?
"Usagi?" He said sardonically. "Was it that hard
of a request?"
"Let me think-yes!" She retorted, putting her hands on
his muscular upper arms and glaring at him. "You don't find this in the least a weird
thing that I'm here held captive because you kidnapped me thinking I'm a Dark Kingdom
soldier, but you want to make out?"
When put like that, what could he really say. The hero sighed
deeply, but refused to move off of her. She actually felt very nice under him, breasts
crushed against his chest. They were nice and soft. So were her lips, come to think of it.
He looked at their curved shape and was reminded of a bow. Usagi face was almost a
heart-shape, her chin delicate. Her skin was petal-soft and her eyes seemed unfathomable.
"Don't read too much into this, Odango. Think of it as a
pleasant past time as we wait for you confession." The handsome man cupped her right
cheek almost gently.
"Confession? Past time?" Usagi growled dangerously,
eyes flashing. She turned her mouth to his hand as if to kiss it, and then bit down hard.
Mamoru yelped and snatched his hand back. "You viper!"
He gasped, shaking his hand to relieve the pain. He leant back, one elbow on the floor by
her hip, his waist and hip pinning her to the floor.
"I'm a viper? When you're using me as a fling?" The
petite girl brought both of her knees up sharply, catching him in the kidneys.
Mamoru cried out in pain and shock as her knees connected with
his side and he was shoved off of her roughly. Good god, she did know how to defend
herself! He couldn't do much as she scrambled to her knees and stared at him with hate on
her pretty face. He was too busy cradling his back and wishing her to perdition.
Oh dear, had she injured him horribly again? That move had been
purely instinctual, since it was the only body parts Mamoru had left unpinned.
Although, she probably could have punched him. Despite the urge
in her that said to run, Usagi hesitated, wanting to know whether Mamoru was alright. He
really was an idiot!
"Nice...move!" The dark-haired man managed to get out
after a minute or so. Strangely, Usagi had not used her advantage to escape. She was an
enigma.
"Thanks." She said, smiling faintly. Usagi reached out
and touched his side gently. "Kidneys?" She said, wincing? "I'm afraid
Makoto showed me that one too, though it wasn't meant to be done from a laying down
position."
"Remind me to have a long talk with Makoto sometime."
He frowned, getting onto his knees and leaning his head into the carpet. "Why aren't
you gone?" Mamoru wondered aloud. This was her perfect chance.
"As much as I loath you for tying me up and attempting to
ravish information out of me, I'd feel awful if I'd permanently damaged you." The
blonde said, also frowning. She shook her head at her stupidity and put a hand on the
floor to boost herself to her feet.
Mamoru's hand shot out and held her wrist lightly, remembering
her wounds. "Well, as much as I hate being the bad guy once again-I will be. You're
not going anywhere, Odango." He informed her, straightening.
They stared at each other for a long moment, with equal
uncertainty.
It wasn't like someone from the Dark Kingdom to let a chance like
that get away. Once she had crippled him, she should have taken that opportunity to flee.
So why had Usagi stayed? Was it because she truly did care if he was hurt? That thought
made Mamoru very unsure of his position. "Usagi, if I asked you straight out if
you're the enemy, what would you say?" He asked her slowly.
Usagi blinked, then swallowed. This was her chance to tell him
she was Sailor Moon, but she hesitated. After all this man had put her through, would he
even believe her, and did he even deserve her truths? "I would say I am not your
enemy and you've made a huge mistake." She replied carefully.
Mamoru looked into her eyes and saw truth there, but she could
just be a very good actress. His fingers slid softly down her wrist to her fingers and
then he pulled.
The blonde was unsure as to what he wanted from her, but she was
drawn like a moth to a flame as he pulled her into his arms. His hands slid over her hips
and then her lower back as she was embraced, her chin fitting under his chin. It felt so
nice, and familiar and warm. She sighed and relaxed, for once letting her guard down. Had
Mamoru finally decided to believe her?
"Are you really a Dark Kingdom General?" The handsome
hero whispered into her soft hair, resting his chin on her head. He couldn't believe her,
as much as his heart wanted him too. And he was a real bastard for switching his tricks
from seduction to caring-but he had to know!
"No." Usagi whispered back, breathing in his scent
deeply. What was going on? Mamoru had suddenly changed from seducer, to aggressor, to
comforter. She was so confused right then. Where were her Senshi? Surely they had tracked
her down. She needed to buy some time. As much as she hated it, she had to turn all soft
and compliant for Mamoru so he would not think her a threat.
"Why did you become Tuxedo Kamen?" She blurted out
without thinking. He stiffened under her touch.
"I'm not giving any personal information away, Usagi. I'm in
charge here." He snapped out. As soon as he had, he realized he had blown it.

To Be Continued...

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Write me if you liked! Comments are adored and much
appreciated.
The next Chapter will be out in two days. It's the very last Chapter and the
lemon. :) Yeah, I know I said it would be in this Chapter, but I went back and
added some things and it moved to Chapter Seven.
This Fanfic was a Challenge from the 'One Hour List'. What you do is pick a
Challenge-which is posted daily by me-then a 'Couple' from the 'Destiny's Gateway Romance
Fanfiction Archives', then you have an hour to write as much Fanfic as you can!:
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*Grin* In this case, the 'Couple' I chose was 'Usagi And Mamoru'. Here's URL to
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Alyndrya
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