Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ A Simple Knock ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Maetel 
The next chapter in a series I would like to thank a mailing list I am a member of for the inspiration to write.
Enjoy!
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.16.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 529 | Status: Completed
The next chapter in a series I would like to thank a mailing list I am a member of for the inspiration to write.
Enjoy!
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.16.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 529 | Status: Completed
Title: A Simple Knock
Author: Maetel
Email: maemaechan@yahoo.com
URL: http://www.geocities.com/dawnbabu/
Rating: M 15+
Summary: I'll let the plot of the story remain a mystery until people
start reading.
Chapters: 2/16
Status: Incomplete
Year Completed: N/A
When Rei woke up, she looked over to the chair where Usagi had been sleeping and saw that she was no longer there.
"Usagi-chan?" called out the miko in training as she rose from where she had been laying and into the kitchen. When she did not find the blonde in there or the dining room she searched over the other rooms of the small apartment without finding her.
"Kami-sama... Where is she?" whimpered the dark haired girl softly. She then figured that Usagi might have gone into Makoto's room. Rei thought for a moment before sighing, "That has to be it."
Walking up to the door, she rapped softly on the wood. A moment later, a tired looking Ami opened the door.
"Rei-chan?" said the blue haired girl confusedly as she looked at her friend. "You're up..." She looked down at her watch to see that the time had just turned 7, "...early. Is there something the matter? Is Usagi-chan all right?"
"You mean she isn't in there?" The dark haired girl felt as if she had just been struck in the chest. "Oh, no..."
"Rei-chan, what's wrong?" questioned Makoto as she walked up behind Ami with Luna, who looked strangely alert, on her shoulder.
"It's Usagi-chan... I woke up a couple of minutes ago, and... And she wasn't in there. I looked everywhere in the apartment I could think of, but she isn't here."
"Do you think something happened to her while we were sleeping? Because of the broach?" Makoto asked, worry lacing her voice at the thought of something happening to the happy blonde.
"Wait, something happened to Usagi's broach?" exclaimed Luna.
"Yes, last night, there was a battle and her broach was cracked in an explosion caused by the youma being destroyed," Ami explained as she pulled her mini computer out of her subspace pocket and started typing. "Oh no..."
"What is it, Ami-chan?" asked Luna.
"I can't locate Usagi-chan... It is like she isn't in Tokyo, or anywhere, anymore..." the blue haired girl murmured fearfully. "We need to find her before something happens."
"Ami-chan is right. Girls, henshin and go out and search for her," Luna ordered as she jumped from Makoto's shoulder.
"Mmm..." nodded the three girls in agreement.
"Mercury power, make up!"
"Mars power, make up!"
"Jupiter power, make up!"
In a rush of water, blaze of fire, and bolt of lightening, the three girls were replaced by the Sailor Senshi. A moment later, the three girls and feline were out of the window and heading out into the city.
Across town, Mamoru was slowly being driven crazy. Every few seconds, he felt a sensation akin to that before a battle rip through him before disappearing. Instead of the fear and trepidation that he knew came from Sailor Moon, he sensed a strong feeling of confusion and being lost. He had been feeling it on and off all night, unable to sleep.
At about six thirty that morning, he had finally given up on sleep and decided to just walk around for a while. He had quickly dressed, donning the usual faded blue jeans, long sleeved black shirt, and familiar green jacket he wore almost every other day.
He left his building around six forty-five, knowing that the arcade would not open for another fifteen minutes. A smile crossed the dark haired man's face as he simply enjoyed the quiet of his surroundings. No cars with horns blaring. No clacks of people walking. No Odango Atama causing him to fall onto the ground.
It was going to be a good day. That is until he saw a pair of familiar looking golden buns on top of a girl who was still dressed in her pajamas, which, he noticed, completely fit her name. He wondered just what she was doing. She appeared to be turning around before she fell to her knees.
"What in the world?" he muttered before calling out.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
When the blonde woke, she found herself in surroundings that were vaguely familiar at best. The first thing she saw was a something glowing which read, "6:24." She sat up in the chair and looked down to see her protector on the ground, seemingly dead to the world.
"Mars?" she breathed fearfully. When the blonde received no response, she whimpered softly. She silently rose from where she was sitting, using the natural grace which seemed to no longer come to her body as it once had, to silently pace the facility in which she was being held. Finding many doors which led to dead ends and the other senshi, who were also unresponsive to her calls, the young woman finally found a door which led to a corridor.
Following the corridor, the short teenager saw two options which could possibly lead to escape. One she recognized as a device used to move cargo up to the higher levels of the building. The other, a door way propped open, revealing a staircase.
Not wanting anyone seeing her in such odd attire, thick blue material decorated with pictures of white creatures with long ears, the girl chose the stairs. She raced down the stairs until she reached another door way marked with "1/Ground." She stepped into the room connected to the stairwell by a short corridor, and then she saw her means of escape.
Looking around, the blonde saw that there was no one in the room and raced towards the double doors. She sped through the door as a tall man dressed in a strange red coat with gold lining, and matching hat stepped through.
"Miss!" he called as she hurried away from the building. Grumbling about teenagers lack of respect, the man simply shrugged off the thought about the strange girl, and resumed his post.
The blonde raced through out the city, tears forming in her eyes at the sights of unfamiliar buildings and no people. She stopped finally, when she felt her lungs were about to explode. The young blonde felt a strangely familiar presence a short distance behind her, but her legs had finally given out before she turned to see just whose presence it was.
"Daijobu-"
'That voice,' she thought almost in relief. 'Endy-'
"Odango Atama?"
Mamoru noticed how the girl jumped and spun around to glare at him before confusion washed over her features.
"Odango, Daijobu?" he asked as he walked over and knelt in front of her.
"I- I'm fine..." she muttered as she looked down at herself to see that she was still in her pajamas her feet were killing her, feeling so raw and beaten that she knew that they had to be bleeding at least a little bit. 'How did I get here? Last thing I remember is falling asleep in Mako-chan's chair...'
"Are you sure, odango? You seem kind of... well... disoriented," he inquired.
"Hai! And my name is Usagi, Mamo-baka! I am not disoriented! I know exactly where I am and what I am doing!"
"Then would you mind explaining just why you are awake at..." He looked down at his watch, "six fifty-seven in the morning on a Sunday, collapsed on a sidewalk, in your pajamas nonetheless?"
"I was- I... I don't really know..." she admitted softly. "But why should you care? All you are going to do is pick on me anyway."
"Considering how it is barely above fifty degrees and those pajamas don't look very warm, I am concerned. You could get sick. Considering how no one is out right now except for those who are looking to cause trouble or just like to get up early for no reason , you could be putting yourself in danger. The sun is barely up, and you are a teenage girl, walking the street. That isn't the smartest thing to be doing," Mamoru admonished, his lack of sleep causing him to be the slightest bit on edge, and the young girl's actions were simply making him worry. "What could you possibly doing out this time of the morning?!"
"I told you I don't know why I am out right now. I fell asleep last night in Mako-chan's apartment and the next thing I know, I am here!" she exclaimed as she realized that he was right.
"Wait... Doesn't she live almost an hour away on foot?" he asked in disbelief as he recalled the time Motoki had told him about going to her place for a cooking lesson. "You have no idea what you have been doing for an hour?"
"I think I might have been running," Usagi admitted as she moved her left foot and saw a small blood spot on the ground where her foot had been sitting.
"Kami-sama... Odango... Let's get you to the arcade and see if Motoki has something to wrap your feet up," Mamoru sighed softly as he carefully slipped his arms under her and picked up the small blonde.
"What are you doing?" she asked nervously.
"Well, I doubt you want those feet of yours getting any worse than what they already are," the dark haired man stated. "Look, I promise I'll be nice until your feet are taken care of, and we let you friend know where you are. All right?"
Usagi thought about it for a moment and nodded. "Arigato, Mamoru-san."
She sighed as she thought back, trying to figure out just what had happened. 'Could it have something to do with bumping my head last night during the battle? Ami-chan said I was fine, but what if I'm not?' She rested her head on his shoulder. She felt safe, happy, and warm. The young woman was still scared that something had happened to her, but she was also fighting back the feeling she had while in his arms. 'I swear I am going crazy. This feeling is like that I get with Tuxedo Kamen.'
Mamoru noticed the constantly changing looks on the blonde's face. He wasn't sure what to do, but it was at that moment that he noticed the feelings he had been sensing before had faded. He simply put it in the back of his mind, placing the welfare of his arch-enemy first. If anything happened to her, who would he fight with every morning?
"That and you wouldn't have a girl with a nice body lying on top of you every morning," he heard a voice in his head tease.
"Urusei," he muttered aloud.
"Nani? I wasn't saying anything!" Usagi exclaimed.
"Gomen ne, O- Usagi-chan. I was telling the voice in my head to shut up," he said as he walked up to the doors of the arcade and entered the establishment.
"I was wondering which one of the two that are supposed to be out at this time of the morning you were," she quipped earning a mock glare from the upperclassman.
"Watch it, or I could start calling you-"
"Don't you dare!" Usagi ordered as she lightly jabbed Mamoru's lightly muscled chest with her finger.
Motoki heard someone walk into the arcade from the back room and walked into the main area to see two familiar faces he wasn't expecting to see.
"I guess you two really do spend every waking hour arguing with each other," he joked before he saw what the younger of the two was wearing. "Mamoru-kun, did you kidnap Usagi-chan?"
"No..." Usagi admitted softly. "I ended up running from Mako-chan's apartment most of the way here."
Motoki raised an eyebrow. "Mind if I ask why?"
"Can we deal with that later, Motoki-kun? Right now, I think her feet need to be taken care of" Mamoru interjected, saving Usagi from having to explain just what she didn't know exactly herself. She shot him a grateful smile, followed by a wince when Motoki walked over and inspected her foot.
"Motoki-nii-chan, could you not make my foot move through the air so quickly. That kinda hurts!" Usagi snapped, the supposed anger quickly belied by the yawn which escaped her mouth.
"Gomen ne, Usagi-chan," apologized the blonde haired young man. "Mamoru-kun, you can take her in the back room. There is a first aid kit in there with bandages, ointments, and whatever else I think you might need."
"Arigato, Motoki-kun," his friend replied with a small nod before carrying the blonde into the back room. Once in, he saw a chair with a small crate in front of it. He gently set the young woman in the chair before crossing the room to a sink and the first aid kit. Wetting a paper towel, he walked back over to Usagi and sat on the crate, placing her feet on his lap.
Mamoru gently dabbed at her feet, giving her apologetic looks whenever she flinched or whimpered in pain. After making sure that they were cleaned, he gently applied ointment and bandaged her feet, carefully wrapping them so not to cause her any more pain.
"How does that feel?" the dark haired man questioned.
"They feel better," she admitted gratefully before yawning. Usagi looked like she could barely stay awake, and by just looking at her, Mamoru could feel himself wanting to fall asleep.
"That's good," Mamoru said. "I'll see if Motoki called your friend. If you want, I am pretty sure that Motoki will let me use his car to drive you there."
"I am pretty sure that everyone is still asleep. Well... Everyone but Rei-chan. She is usually awake at dawn..."
"Meaning that if she is awake, she noticed that you were missing and probably woke up your friends," he reasoned. "Meaning that Motoki probably called them and let them-"
"Actually there was no answer," the blonde man stated as he walked into the room. "I tried twice, and no response. They might still be asleep. I'll try calling them again in a little while."
Usagi sighed as her eyes took on a sad look. "Arigato, Motoki-nii-chan... Anno... Do you mind if I just stay back here for a while? I didn't fall asleep until really early this morning, so I am just ready to pass out."
"Go ahead, Usagi-chan," the light haired man said. "Mamoru or I-"
"Actually, I was wondering if you would let me use your car to drive her back to her friend's place once you get in touch with her," Mamoru asked.
"Yeah, I guess so. I'll let you know if I get in touch with one of them," Motoki replied before walking out of the room when he heard the ring of someone coming in.
Mamoru sighed tiredly as he looked at the blonde whose eyes were already closed. Breath had already grown even and a soft snore escaped her. He chuckled softly as he saw her curl up in the chair, her feet hanging off the seat.
Looking around, Mamoru noticed that Motoki had a couch put in the room. Slowly, he walked over and flopped down, smiling to himself because of just how comfortable the couch was. A few minutes later, he was lost in the land of nod.
Almost half an hour had passed before Motoki walked into the back room with Makoto.
"Are they all right?" questioned the brunette.
"I am pretty sure that they are going to be all right. You can call your friends if you want and let them know that you found Usagi-chan. Mamoru was going to drive her back to your apartment after one of us got in touch with you. I'm sure that he'll still do it when he wakes up, whenever that is..." Motoki offered.
"Arigato, Furuhata-kun," she replied.
"Sure, now how about something on the house. Since you look like you've been running around a while," the blonde said earning a nod and a small thanks from the girl.
Author: Maetel
Email: maemaechan@yahoo.com
URL: http://www.geocities.com/dawnbabu/
Rating: M 15+
Summary: I'll let the plot of the story remain a mystery until people
start reading.
Chapters: 2/16
Status: Incomplete
Year Completed: N/A
When Rei woke up, she looked over to the chair where Usagi had been sleeping and saw that she was no longer there.
"Usagi-chan?" called out the miko in training as she rose from where she had been laying and into the kitchen. When she did not find the blonde in there or the dining room she searched over the other rooms of the small apartment without finding her.
"Kami-sama... Where is she?" whimpered the dark haired girl softly. She then figured that Usagi might have gone into Makoto's room. Rei thought for a moment before sighing, "That has to be it."
Walking up to the door, she rapped softly on the wood. A moment later, a tired looking Ami opened the door.
"Rei-chan?" said the blue haired girl confusedly as she looked at her friend. "You're up..." She looked down at her watch to see that the time had just turned 7, "...early. Is there something the matter? Is Usagi-chan all right?"
"You mean she isn't in there?" The dark haired girl felt as if she had just been struck in the chest. "Oh, no..."
"Rei-chan, what's wrong?" questioned Makoto as she walked up behind Ami with Luna, who looked strangely alert, on her shoulder.
"It's Usagi-chan... I woke up a couple of minutes ago, and... And she wasn't in there. I looked everywhere in the apartment I could think of, but she isn't here."
"Do you think something happened to her while we were sleeping? Because of the broach?" Makoto asked, worry lacing her voice at the thought of something happening to the happy blonde.
"Wait, something happened to Usagi's broach?" exclaimed Luna.
"Yes, last night, there was a battle and her broach was cracked in an explosion caused by the youma being destroyed," Ami explained as she pulled her mini computer out of her subspace pocket and started typing. "Oh no..."
"What is it, Ami-chan?" asked Luna.
"I can't locate Usagi-chan... It is like she isn't in Tokyo, or anywhere, anymore..." the blue haired girl murmured fearfully. "We need to find her before something happens."
"Ami-chan is right. Girls, henshin and go out and search for her," Luna ordered as she jumped from Makoto's shoulder.
"Mmm..." nodded the three girls in agreement.
"Mercury power, make up!"
"Mars power, make up!"
"Jupiter power, make up!"
In a rush of water, blaze of fire, and bolt of lightening, the three girls were replaced by the Sailor Senshi. A moment later, the three girls and feline were out of the window and heading out into the city.
Across town, Mamoru was slowly being driven crazy. Every few seconds, he felt a sensation akin to that before a battle rip through him before disappearing. Instead of the fear and trepidation that he knew came from Sailor Moon, he sensed a strong feeling of confusion and being lost. He had been feeling it on and off all night, unable to sleep.
At about six thirty that morning, he had finally given up on sleep and decided to just walk around for a while. He had quickly dressed, donning the usual faded blue jeans, long sleeved black shirt, and familiar green jacket he wore almost every other day.
He left his building around six forty-five, knowing that the arcade would not open for another fifteen minutes. A smile crossed the dark haired man's face as he simply enjoyed the quiet of his surroundings. No cars with horns blaring. No clacks of people walking. No Odango Atama causing him to fall onto the ground.
It was going to be a good day. That is until he saw a pair of familiar looking golden buns on top of a girl who was still dressed in her pajamas, which, he noticed, completely fit her name. He wondered just what she was doing. She appeared to be turning around before she fell to her knees.
"What in the world?" he muttered before calling out.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
When the blonde woke, she found herself in surroundings that were vaguely familiar at best. The first thing she saw was a something glowing which read, "6:24." She sat up in the chair and looked down to see her protector on the ground, seemingly dead to the world.
"Mars?" she breathed fearfully. When the blonde received no response, she whimpered softly. She silently rose from where she was sitting, using the natural grace which seemed to no longer come to her body as it once had, to silently pace the facility in which she was being held. Finding many doors which led to dead ends and the other senshi, who were also unresponsive to her calls, the young woman finally found a door which led to a corridor.
Following the corridor, the short teenager saw two options which could possibly lead to escape. One she recognized as a device used to move cargo up to the higher levels of the building. The other, a door way propped open, revealing a staircase.
Not wanting anyone seeing her in such odd attire, thick blue material decorated with pictures of white creatures with long ears, the girl chose the stairs. She raced down the stairs until she reached another door way marked with "1/Ground." She stepped into the room connected to the stairwell by a short corridor, and then she saw her means of escape.
Looking around, the blonde saw that there was no one in the room and raced towards the double doors. She sped through the door as a tall man dressed in a strange red coat with gold lining, and matching hat stepped through.
"Miss!" he called as she hurried away from the building. Grumbling about teenagers lack of respect, the man simply shrugged off the thought about the strange girl, and resumed his post.
The blonde raced through out the city, tears forming in her eyes at the sights of unfamiliar buildings and no people. She stopped finally, when she felt her lungs were about to explode. The young blonde felt a strangely familiar presence a short distance behind her, but her legs had finally given out before she turned to see just whose presence it was.
"Daijobu-"
'That voice,' she thought almost in relief. 'Endy-'
"Odango Atama?"
Mamoru noticed how the girl jumped and spun around to glare at him before confusion washed over her features.
"Odango, Daijobu?" he asked as he walked over and knelt in front of her.
"I- I'm fine..." she muttered as she looked down at herself to see that she was still in her pajamas her feet were killing her, feeling so raw and beaten that she knew that they had to be bleeding at least a little bit. 'How did I get here? Last thing I remember is falling asleep in Mako-chan's chair...'
"Are you sure, odango? You seem kind of... well... disoriented," he inquired.
"Hai! And my name is Usagi, Mamo-baka! I am not disoriented! I know exactly where I am and what I am doing!"
"Then would you mind explaining just why you are awake at..." He looked down at his watch, "six fifty-seven in the morning on a Sunday, collapsed on a sidewalk, in your pajamas nonetheless?"
"I was- I... I don't really know..." she admitted softly. "But why should you care? All you are going to do is pick on me anyway."
"Considering how it is barely above fifty degrees and those pajamas don't look very warm, I am concerned. You could get sick. Considering how no one is out right now except for those who are looking to cause trouble or just like to get up early for no reason , you could be putting yourself in danger. The sun is barely up, and you are a teenage girl, walking the street. That isn't the smartest thing to be doing," Mamoru admonished, his lack of sleep causing him to be the slightest bit on edge, and the young girl's actions were simply making him worry. "What could you possibly doing out this time of the morning?!"
"I told you I don't know why I am out right now. I fell asleep last night in Mako-chan's apartment and the next thing I know, I am here!" she exclaimed as she realized that he was right.
"Wait... Doesn't she live almost an hour away on foot?" he asked in disbelief as he recalled the time Motoki had told him about going to her place for a cooking lesson. "You have no idea what you have been doing for an hour?"
"I think I might have been running," Usagi admitted as she moved her left foot and saw a small blood spot on the ground where her foot had been sitting.
"Kami-sama... Odango... Let's get you to the arcade and see if Motoki has something to wrap your feet up," Mamoru sighed softly as he carefully slipped his arms under her and picked up the small blonde.
"What are you doing?" she asked nervously.
"Well, I doubt you want those feet of yours getting any worse than what they already are," the dark haired man stated. "Look, I promise I'll be nice until your feet are taken care of, and we let you friend know where you are. All right?"
Usagi thought about it for a moment and nodded. "Arigato, Mamoru-san."
She sighed as she thought back, trying to figure out just what had happened. 'Could it have something to do with bumping my head last night during the battle? Ami-chan said I was fine, but what if I'm not?' She rested her head on his shoulder. She felt safe, happy, and warm. The young woman was still scared that something had happened to her, but she was also fighting back the feeling she had while in his arms. 'I swear I am going crazy. This feeling is like that I get with Tuxedo Kamen.'
Mamoru noticed the constantly changing looks on the blonde's face. He wasn't sure what to do, but it was at that moment that he noticed the feelings he had been sensing before had faded. He simply put it in the back of his mind, placing the welfare of his arch-enemy first. If anything happened to her, who would he fight with every morning?
"That and you wouldn't have a girl with a nice body lying on top of you every morning," he heard a voice in his head tease.
"Urusei," he muttered aloud.
"Nani? I wasn't saying anything!" Usagi exclaimed.
"Gomen ne, O- Usagi-chan. I was telling the voice in my head to shut up," he said as he walked up to the doors of the arcade and entered the establishment.
"I was wondering which one of the two that are supposed to be out at this time of the morning you were," she quipped earning a mock glare from the upperclassman.
"Watch it, or I could start calling you-"
"Don't you dare!" Usagi ordered as she lightly jabbed Mamoru's lightly muscled chest with her finger.
Motoki heard someone walk into the arcade from the back room and walked into the main area to see two familiar faces he wasn't expecting to see.
"I guess you two really do spend every waking hour arguing with each other," he joked before he saw what the younger of the two was wearing. "Mamoru-kun, did you kidnap Usagi-chan?"
"No..." Usagi admitted softly. "I ended up running from Mako-chan's apartment most of the way here."
Motoki raised an eyebrow. "Mind if I ask why?"
"Can we deal with that later, Motoki-kun? Right now, I think her feet need to be taken care of" Mamoru interjected, saving Usagi from having to explain just what she didn't know exactly herself. She shot him a grateful smile, followed by a wince when Motoki walked over and inspected her foot.
"Motoki-nii-chan, could you not make my foot move through the air so quickly. That kinda hurts!" Usagi snapped, the supposed anger quickly belied by the yawn which escaped her mouth.
"Gomen ne, Usagi-chan," apologized the blonde haired young man. "Mamoru-kun, you can take her in the back room. There is a first aid kit in there with bandages, ointments, and whatever else I think you might need."
"Arigato, Motoki-kun," his friend replied with a small nod before carrying the blonde into the back room. Once in, he saw a chair with a small crate in front of it. He gently set the young woman in the chair before crossing the room to a sink and the first aid kit. Wetting a paper towel, he walked back over to Usagi and sat on the crate, placing her feet on his lap.
Mamoru gently dabbed at her feet, giving her apologetic looks whenever she flinched or whimpered in pain. After making sure that they were cleaned, he gently applied ointment and bandaged her feet, carefully wrapping them so not to cause her any more pain.
"How does that feel?" the dark haired man questioned.
"They feel better," she admitted gratefully before yawning. Usagi looked like she could barely stay awake, and by just looking at her, Mamoru could feel himself wanting to fall asleep.
"That's good," Mamoru said. "I'll see if Motoki called your friend. If you want, I am pretty sure that Motoki will let me use his car to drive you there."
"I am pretty sure that everyone is still asleep. Well... Everyone but Rei-chan. She is usually awake at dawn..."
"Meaning that if she is awake, she noticed that you were missing and probably woke up your friends," he reasoned. "Meaning that Motoki probably called them and let them-"
"Actually there was no answer," the blonde man stated as he walked into the room. "I tried twice, and no response. They might still be asleep. I'll try calling them again in a little while."
Usagi sighed as her eyes took on a sad look. "Arigato, Motoki-nii-chan... Anno... Do you mind if I just stay back here for a while? I didn't fall asleep until really early this morning, so I am just ready to pass out."
"Go ahead, Usagi-chan," the light haired man said. "Mamoru or I-"
"Actually, I was wondering if you would let me use your car to drive her back to her friend's place once you get in touch with her," Mamoru asked.
"Yeah, I guess so. I'll let you know if I get in touch with one of them," Motoki replied before walking out of the room when he heard the ring of someone coming in.
Mamoru sighed tiredly as he looked at the blonde whose eyes were already closed. Breath had already grown even and a soft snore escaped her. He chuckled softly as he saw her curl up in the chair, her feet hanging off the seat.
Looking around, Mamoru noticed that Motoki had a couch put in the room. Slowly, he walked over and flopped down, smiling to himself because of just how comfortable the couch was. A few minutes later, he was lost in the land of nod.
Almost half an hour had passed before Motoki walked into the back room with Makoto.
"Are they all right?" questioned the brunette.
"I am pretty sure that they are going to be all right. You can call your friends if you want and let them know that you found Usagi-chan. Mamoru was going to drive her back to your apartment after one of us got in touch with you. I'm sure that he'll still do it when he wakes up, whenever that is..." Motoki offered.
"Arigato, Furuhata-kun," she replied.
"Sure, now how about something on the house. Since you look like you've been running around a while," the blonde said earning a nod and a small thanks from the girl.