Sailor Moon Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction ❯ sailormoon crossover untitled ❯ traps indision and love ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer I do not own anyone but Kayla. References to Sailor Moon come from PGSM which sadly is ending in a few short weeks. The other show I am using most of you wont know, but its an old show I used to watch when I was growing up as a kid. And no its nothing like the care bears or anything like that. Lets just say this was the closest thing I could get to adventure show for America before I knew anime existed.

A/N: I have been thinking about this for a long time and finely figured it was time to write it down. As most of you know I often get writers block rather quickly so updates will vary. Also I do not know for sure if this will be one shot or multi-chaptered. So please understand that. Adult themes subject to be in here so as always high rating.

The sounds of a battle echoed through the night, as two figures fought head on. As the battle progressed… a red light shot from the sky filling it for a moment before it struck the ground. It hit the fighters head on as it continued to grow brighter. Four more figures ran up to the sight only to see their friend being consumed by the light as well as the youma she had been fighting. "Sailor Moon!" four voices screamed as the light vanished leaving only smoke and the remains of a wheelchair behind.

Rain pelted the streets instantly soaking them. A woman groaned as she sat up struggling as she did so pain racing through her body. She blinked to see if she could see or feel any form of light, but she felt nothing. With much effort, she made it to her feet and walked a couple of blocks. She froze as she synced the youma that she had been fighting just not five minutes before. She quickened her pace forcing her body into a cartwheel hitting the youma dead on. However, luck was not on her side because the next thing she knew was her back hit a concrete wall with a sickening thud.

The sound of the event startled a member of the apartment building that she had hit. He woke up and continued to listen as the sounds of the battle continued echoed through the night drowning out the sound of the rain. He flipped on a light and looked down to see the girl stand on shaky legs and run after the monster again. Each attack she tried failed and the pain in her legs was to great. ::I have got to stop this:: he thought as he ran out in time to catch the strange girl before she hit the nforgiving ground yet again. She pushed against him trying desperately to stand on her own feet, but nothing she did worked. She blocked yet another attak that was headed straight for them. "come on…we need to get you out of here!" the young man yelled over the rain and the clanging of the monster.

"Iie..Watashi…" she begun to protest as she fought to get on her feet again. The young man sighed allowing her to stand, and with the hellp that was all she needed. In one swift movment she powered up her moonlight stick. "Moon twilight flash!" she cried unleashing the attack destroying the youma.

As she dropped her hand the moonlight stick fell to the ground with a loud clatter. The young man shifted the now unconscious girl in his arm in order to carry her shivering body back to his apartment. After placing her on his bed, he begun the task of trying to get her out of her wet fuku, but he couldn't find a way to do so. If he tried to touch her broach, the silver crystal in her body would glow and burn his fingers. He sighed and gave up after removing her boots maning to get those and her gloves off. ::better let her sleep:: he thought as he made himself a makeshift bed on the couch. A little white dog walked around sniffing at the stranger in his master's bed. Rain continued out through the rest of the night with loud claps of thunder every few minutes.

The next morning bright sun pored through the bedroom window making it hard for the young woman to sleep through it. Groaning she awoke blinking her sightless brown eyes open trying to focus them on the sunlight trying to pinpoint just where it was coming from. She weekly sat up ignoring the throbbing of her back and arm being used to it after all this time. She looked at her trembling hands and muttered to herself "fuck" before swinging her legs over the side of the bed to let her feet touch the soft carpet. It was then she began to notice that the floor didn't feel like the one in her apartment and neither did the sheets. She felt the top blanket noticing all the cords in it. It was times like this she wished she could see. Not feeling her gloves and boots she decied to check herself out and make sure that this person couldn't force her fuku off of her. She sighed in relief when she felt the fibular material. A faint ringing hat cought her ears and she strained to focous on it. She jumped up racing out of the room only to find herself on her face, however that did not stop her from scrambling to reach her cell phone before the owner of this place could get their hands on it. Grabbing it she managed to answer it. "moushi Moushi…" she said in a rushed type whisper not aware she had awoken the little dog.

The voice of her good friend came over the other end, "Kay-.."

"Stop don't say my name.." the girl replied in the same hushed tone now able to hear the dog trying to wake his master.

"Where are you are you alright?" the other girl asked.

"Not more then normal, demo….Watashi…don't know where I am. I managed to remain in fuku though." She replied pausing when she heard foot steps approaching her.

"I see." The person on the other end replied, "I will get right on looking for you and get the others on it as well. Demo I think you have week signal…cause I can barly hear you but I do understand what your saying."

With that the conversation ended and the girl turned of and closed her phone. "There you are… how did you get down there?" the young man asked now directly in front of her.

She did not speak and hid her cell phone from sight as she forced herself up against the wall. She felt him come closer and place his hand on her cheek. "I am not going to hurt you I promise." He continued trying to gain the girl's trust. Again she remained quiet listening carefully as he chose his words. She felt him remove his hand. "do you want me to help you up?" he asked.

She nodded and he lifted her back on the bed. "You were injured lastnight but I didn't know How I was going to explain how you got them to the police so I haven't spoken to them yet." He said.

"You cant do that.." she cried out speaking en English like he had been doing. "You cant do that.. " she repeated her voice sounding more desperate.

"You speak English?" he asked thinking she didn't understand a word of what he was saying.

"Hai…I speak a bit of both." She replied making sure to add that the cops could not know of what he saw last night.

"Why cant I tell them?" he asked her.

"That's because if you do you would be putting them yourself and me in more danger then we are in now. I don't want anymore lives to be lost because….of…." she told him.

"What I don't understand…" he asked more to himself then to her.

"I can't tell you all that right now…there is way to mch." She replied letting the cell phone land on the bed.

He nodded knowing full well that this wasn't the time to go and press such an issue. "alright you speak up when your ready. My name is Tintin by the way…can I get you anything?"

"I will be fine…but I am afraid I cant quite give my name… to many of the people out to get me know me in and out of fuku.." she stated softly.

He nodded and helped her to lie back down and covered her up before closing the blinds so the sunlight wouldn't bother. He saw her cell phone on the floor and wanted to look at it but he wasn't going to gain her trust if she found out he had messed with it. He sat down and watched her sleep for a while before calling his dog and going into the kitchen. What he had seen last night bothered him, and he didn't know what to do about it. Fixing himself something to eat, he called worked and informed them he wouldn't be in for a while. Just as he started to enjoy the food he had made, a knock sounded at the door. ::I wonder who it could be:: he thought as he opened the door. "Tompson Tomson…Hello.." he said in a shocked voice as he looked at the twin police officers standing before him. "what brings you out here?"

"Oh we were investigating the complaints we had been getting about the racket last night, people are starting to think it was more then thunder they herd." One of them replied.

"We came by to see if you knew of anything or may have seen anything. We found this strange stick on the ground right out your window. So we assume there must have been some sort of fight." The other replied as he held the moonlight stick in a clear plastic bag.

"well that was one heck of a storm… maybe its some child's toy and they left it behind." Tintin replied not sure what to say, knowing he couldn't let them have the stick.

"Well we will have to take it downtown then wont we." The first one stated as the other replaced it.

Tintin gasped when he saw it and was at a loss for words on what to do, but someone else had other ideas. "Give that back…" a female voice demanded standing just outside the bedroom approaching slowly her hand outstreached and a pink and blue sword gripped in said hand. "Give it back." She repeated her voice sounding like that of a princess harsh and demanding.

"We cant do that mam.." one of the officers stammered out.

"Its evince….and besides what could you do with that toy stick anyhow to stop us?" the other asked, but that was the wrong thing to say. Raged flashed in the stranger's eyes as they shot ice cold daggers at the men in front of her a bult of electric light shooting from the object in her hand striking them a few inches from their feet. "How dare you steel from a Princess! For I am Princess Serenity and I demand my property back."

"Yes mam.." the cop with her wand stated tossing it bag and all to its owner's feet. The newcomer or so it seemed touched the bag the moonlight stick vanishing upon her touch. The cops fled in fear and tintin turned to the girl. He was about to yell at her but before he could her chest started to glow and her body was covered by the light. In its place… the girl he had been watching over stood for a second before falling down. Tintin was at her side in a split second to prevent her body from making cntact with the ground. "Now I know why you didn't want anyone to know.." he stated picking her up and lying her down again. She nodded and started to shake from all of the pain that she was trying to hide. Tintin saw this in her and slowly sat her up seeing fresh blood on the back of her fuku. "I am going to need you to change.. I have got to look at your back. I know it must be hurting you badly." He said in a tone that left no room for argument.

She nodded once more doing as told closing her eyes and concentrating. Her body flashed with a pink light for a few moments and when it died down, she had sholder length brown hair that fell down in waves and was not done up in pigtails. Her clothing had changed from her senshi fuku to a t-shirt and dark blue shorts. The shirt just missed touching the shorts and the shorts barely covered her ass. Tintin looked a little shocked but shook it off remembering what he had to do. He blushed as he lifted her shirt, and gasped when he saw the condition of her back. It was caked from the top of her spine all the way down. Tears leaked from her eyes as he traced the marks. He sighed and got some supplies to clean it up, while she trimbbled under his touch and the pain. "I'm so sorry about this. Its going to be ok I promise." He said soothingly as he tried to calm the crying girl down.

After he got her cleaned up and calmed down and asleep again he sighed. He placed the cleaning supplies on the nightstand and went to wash his hands and face to try and clear his mind. There was something about that girl that he couldn't put a figure on, the real reason for her not wanting to tell him everything right away. It was true due to his job he had been put in some tough scrapes before, but this was the first time he didn't know how to handle it. He came back into the bedroom and sat beside her. The girl had turned so that she wasn't facing him. He smiled softly as he stroked her arm. ::what is it about you that makes you so different?:: he thought watching her.

A few minutes later the girl groaned and tried to sit up, but her pain stopped her from doing so. "Its ok Princess… its gonna be alright try and relax and I'll get you something." Came a soft soothing voice, the same one that helped her before.

"Thanks…" she whispered softly blinking her tired eyes up at him.

He smiled coming back a few minutes later with some food and some milk to drink. She sat up a little more and poked at it. "Take your time… I don't expect you to be able to finish all of this." Tintin stated to her oftly stroking hair out of her face while she ate her food.

A few weeks passed and the young girl's health seemed to improve slightly. She had gotten back to being able to walk around a small space like the apartment, and often Joined Tintin out in the living room or in the kitchen. As the time passed by Tintin noticed that he was starting to fall for her, but he didn't know how she felt about him. One night after she had been living with him for a month, he decied that he was going to let her know how he was feeling about her. It was after she had gone to sleep, that he slipped in beside her. He had worried that if he did this she would wake up and totally freak over it. He smiled when she did not stir and slipped his arms around her. That was how he remained for the rest of the night.

The next morning was a completely different story. He awoke before her and could not help but play with her long strands of brown hair. Again there was no movment, and for that he was greatful and becoming more brave by the second. He let his fingers trail down her back tracing the scare that had formed there after the battle that brought her to him, sighing he wished he could have prevented that, but he was not able to. He leaned over and planted his lips on the back of her neck slowly trailing them down her injured spine. This caused her to shutter a little from the contact, but that didn't bother him, cause he kept right on going. Either he ignored it, or he got really brave due to the fact he was working his way lower sliding down her shorts so now she had nothing on. He paused only a second when she shifted in her sleep to where even though her eyes were still closed she was looking right at him. He smiled brushing the hair right out of her face and watched as a small smile played across her lips. ::I had better stop, but… I can't…:: he thought.

She stirred slightly her brown eyes blinking up at him still rather out of focous as she tried to wake up. "tintin?" she asked her voice dry and raspy from just waking up.

He jumped at this, thinking she didn't know he was there the whole time. She sat up, feeling that the remainder of her clothing had been removed, but showed no sign of fear. It was if, she either expected this to happen, or she was used to it, either way Tintin wasn't quite sure of what he should do next. She smiled up at him and reached out to touch his face. Tintin relaxed after that and leaned down and kissed her. She did not protest, instead she melted into it returning it almost instently as her arms locked around him as well. He pressed more licking her lips having no problem in parting then as his tongue met with hers.

There was no turning back now, he was going to make hers now if it killed him. He started slowly, while they were still kissing, he moved his arms slowly and carefully down her body resting lightly on her tits a moment before he took one hand and started to toy with one of the nipples. A gasp came from the girl under him as he did so fallowed soon after by a moan of want and pleasure. This only drove him on more, as he continued his lips moving hers kissing every patch of skin until they met his hands. She gasped when he took one of them in his mouth and begun to suck on it. She cried out enjoying it as a hot wetness to form between her legs. Each time she expressed pleasure he moved faster and worked his way down until he reached her legs. He didn't have any trouble parting them as he began to lick and suck on the wetness that had formed there. Her breath had started to shorten as her body shook with the eltric sincasions of pleasure that he had been giving her.

He got off of her only for a minute while he removed any form of clothing that he had on him. He had more planned for her and did not fear her protest. He held her once again kissing her, which she willingly allowed him to do. At the same time he was adjusting himself on her, his hardened member slipping into the hot wet pussy under it. A cry escaped the girl's lips, but not much more. Slowly he began to move in and out of her while kissing her constantly stopping only long enough of them to get some air. "Princess…my princess…" he kept chanting between kisses as his speed started to increases.

She moaned her body moving in tune with his but not really of its own free will. Her body was responding to the actions of his movements on her. Fear started to creep into her, and she sighed waiting for it to subside. "AAAHHH!!!" she screamed as something broke within her, and a hot liquid pored from him and seemed to be going up into her. Gasping for air, she fell back into the bed covered head to toe with sweat. Tintin pulled from her kissing her sweaty face as he lie beside her. "good girl… you did just fine…" he told her, and the fear mixed with confusion grew within her.

"What….what… did you do to me?" she stammered out each word harder to say then the one before it.

Tintin gasped in slight fear himself, He did not know how to tell her what he had just done to her, and he had no idea she was completely clueless on the subject. "Don't worry I did not hurt you I promise… I would never do that, I love you to much not to do that." He replied then added. "Why don't I get you something to drink?" leaving before he could get an answer from her.

Anger covered the fear and confusion as tears stung at the back of her eyes. She had no idea what had just happened, or if she resisted, part of it she was used to, but there was something new this time, something she had felt but wasn't sure of what it was. Shaking she looked down at her hands touching the ring on her left finger carefully. If he had done to her what she was thinking, and she didn't resist, then…she had cheated on the one person she truly loved. Her mind flashed back to the day she had received the ring.

Flashback

It was late at night on a clear night. She had just returned to the place she was living after a long day at work, her boyfriend being the one to drive her. They stopped in the lobby and sat on the couch, sitting side by side. Laughing and chatting with her, he slipped a black box in her lap. "Oh I wonder what this could be..?" he asked her knowing full well what it was.

Smiling, she fumbled with the box in her hands trying to figure out where it opened, like she did with every box that entered her hands. Once she got the lid off, she felt a ring in it. Pulling it out, she felt it all around. She gasped and threw her arms around him the ring firmly in her left hand. "Oh thank you!" she gushed before she asked "what is this on top?"

"That's a diamond…" Her boyfriend told her while he watched her go over to one of the lights in the room trying to get a good look at it.

"Thank you again!" she stated still very happy as her love took the ring and kissed her hand before placing it on her finger. He took her over to the couch before he spoke to her again.

"This is a promise ring…It means I want to be with you forever and that isn't going to change. Please Kayla…?" he asked as he looked at the girl over.

"Oh George of chores I will…I love you sssooo much." She replied clinging to the man now known as george.

End flashback

She sat up tears spilling freely from her eyes now arms crossed as if hugging herself. "What have I done…. I betrayed the man I love." She whispered as Tintin returned with a glass of coke one of her favorite drinks. She took the glass but refused to look in his direction. Tintin was not at all surprised, after all he did not stop himself when he had the chance, and he had yet to truly answer her question. "You may use my name Kayla when I am out of fuku. The subject remained light and from her voice tone, she did not wish to bring up the morning's events quite yet. The ringing of her cell phone grabbed her attention and she answered it without even moving to face him. "MoushiMoushi " she said.

"Sailor Moon, its me Mokoto…" the female voice on the other end replied. "DO you know where you are?"

"Nearest I can tell I think somewhere in England or the surrounding area." She replied to her friend.

"Well the reason I am saying this, is George was starting to wonder where you were and called one of us, and I have tried for the last month to get a hold of you but I got nothing." Mokoto explained.

"Well I think that has something to do with time travel, cell phones are just now being invinted here I think so for me to get a signal is next to impossible. My guess was that Matalia did something aming for the youma maybe, but instead it shifted time. I have been working on my power and I hope and pray I have the power to get back." Kayla replied .

"I understand…" Mokoto stated.

"Don't worry about George, I'll try and call him myself." Kayla instructed.

"Alright, Ja then." Mokoto stated before she hung up. Kayla did the exact same thing and then used her phone to give herself an outfit. With that she climbed out of the bed in order to return home.

"I can't love you for my hart belongs to another." Was all Kayla had to say to the man who had just declared he had loved her.