Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ All's Fair in Love and Espionage ❯ The Raging Fire of Love ( Chapter 3 )

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Author's Note: Yes, yes, yes. I have not updated this forever! I almost thought about giving it up, but there is quite a bit of support out there for it. I hope there still is. So here is Chapter 3 of "All's Fair in Love and Espionage."

The white door swung open with a small creak as the "keep out" sign on it swiveled to and fro. Kunzite led the way, his lab coat gently swaying behind him; he gestured for Mamoru to enter as well. The room was lit by ultraviolet lights and the atmosphere was fraught with evil. Kunzite directed Mamoru over to several tubs filled with a glowing liquid in which lay several pods.

"What are those?" Mamoru dared to ask. From them wafted an unfamiliar olfactory; it was not pleasant yet not repugnant either.

Kunzite let a malicious smile creep across his lips, "That is none of your business. All you are here to do is listen to my instructions and collect your dues and be out." Mamoru nodded.

"Forgive me, but curiosity got the best of me," he answered letting desperation cloud his voice, "You're right. I'm here for the money."

Kunzite nodded in approval pondering, "Stupid human. Perfect to do our work for us." He reached for a small plastic pail in the corner with a tablespoon in it. It was filled with a slimy sort of green material that reeked with a most unpleasant stench. He added a teaspoon of the contents into each tub and then returned the pail to its former position. "This is what I want you to do," Kunzite stated, "every hour. When you are not doing this, I want you at the front desk."

"What shall I be doing there?" Mamoru asked.

"You'll tell anyone that isn't here for a job that this is an important genetics facility and that we have no time for questions," Kunzite answered.

Mamoru almost stated, "But it isn't, is it?" Almost. But he kept his mouth shut and held the thought within him. Of course this was no genetic company. And then a greater realization dawned upon him as he stared into those tubs. "They're not cloning humans," he thought in horror, "but what are you doing?" He had cracked down on companies that had cloned humans before, and he could tell by the equipment that that was not what they were doing. This mission was something else. Something far worse and he had yet to discover what.

Kunzite froze for a second and then spoke, "I have to go right now. You should go to the front desk and come back here in an hour. I'll be back to monitor you." Mamoru nodded in obedience. Without another word, Kunzite opened the door and left. Mamoru expected Kunzite to wait and make sure that he would leave, but the silver haired man did no such thing.

"I don't understand why he left me here alone," he thought, "could he be so stupid to trust me so quickly?" He looked around and instantly saw why Kunzite had left without worry. For in every corner of the room were video cameras monitoring his every move. It seemed this mission would be even harder to complete than he had fathomed. First he found out that the mission wasn't even about human cloning, which was originally why he was sent to investigate the company, and now he discovered that there was no direct way to find out exactly what was going on. "Oh Usagi," he pondered, his mind racing back to his blond beauty, "how I wish I could be with you more often."

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She jumped out the window just before flames consumed it. No one was injured, she was sure of it, but all their records had been decimated. Griffin didn't ask her to make sure there were no casualties; it was something she had done of her own volition. He had softened her too much. Usagi shot out a whip-like rope that anchored on to the roof of another building and pulled herself to the top of the roof. There, she stood perched as firefighters swarmed to tame the roaring fire. "Oh Mamoru…" she thought as her hair blew all around her.

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He left the room with the odd tubs and pods to go stand at the front desk as he had been instructed. There was no excitement there. No one came. No one questioned anything. "This company came so quietly into town no one even noticed," he thought straightening out his black hair as if Usagi would come walking through the door at any second. He leaned against the white wood that made the white desk and let out a sigh. An hour crawled by slowly, and then Kunzite came for him. Together, they went back into the `forbidden room', and Mamoru was given the chance to test out putting the slim into the tubs. He trembled slightly at the look of the gunk oozing into the tubs and the surreal mien of the pods that resided within them. After properly completing this task, Kunzite led him out of the room and back to the front lobby.

"You may leave now," Kunzite stated slipping a fifty-dollar bill to Mamoru. Mamoru accepted it frantically even though in reality he cared not for the money.

"Thank you," Mamoru said grateful for the opportunity to leave and not the money.

"Come tomorrow morning at 9 A.M." Kunzite stated, "you can expect that much payment and more tomorrow." Mamoru nodded and then left so as not to arouse any suspicions.

Kunzite stood and watched as Mamoru left the building, "Foolish human. Greed shall be the end of you. But never mind that, at the least young pods will be able to flourish. And then this whole planet shall be ours."

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He walked slowly to his office, exasperated from the day's work and having discovered nothing more than that this company he was investigating was not cloning humans but doing something far worse. The snow had stopped, but it was even colder now since the sun had already set over the horizon. The sky was blanketed in clouds…and smoke. He looked up sharply to see a building not far off on fire. His pace quickened and his breath started to come hard. Snow began to flurry around him as he sprinted towards his office building, but when he arrived, his worst fears were confirmed. His office building, his workplace all ravaged. Destroyed. At first he didn't understand how such a thing could have happened. But then, without having to even be told he realized the truth. "An enemy of the company must have done this, a spy like myself but specific to a large company," he thought.

A firefighter approached him, as he stood appalled and angry. " Did you work here?"

Mamoru nodded, not averting his eyes from the building. Anger seethed within him; whomever was responsible would pay.

"Lucky thing, it was. I mean, not the incident, but the fact that no one was injured," the fireman stated, "Almost as if were planned to happen that way."

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From above, Usagi watched. She had been waiting to see Mamoru even though she had already secured the building by pulling the fire alarm ahead of time. She had wanted to make sure he wasn't hurt. In fact, she couldn't find herself capable of leaving until she had made sure that he was unharmed. And there he was now, his slender handsome figure standing while being caressed by the falling stone. She was at an angle that would allow her to see the expressions on his face. The anguish. The anger. The desire for revenge against the perpetrator; he was precocious so he must have surmised that this was no accident. Her stomach twisted in knots at the sight of it. Not all the training in the world could have prepared her to betray the one who owned her heart like this. Not all the training in the world could have held the tears back when she saw the look on his face. If he ever found out, he would hate her. Loathe her. And that thought alone was more than she could stand.

Here I end chapter three! I hope you have enjoyed~! Please Review, and remember if you'd like me to email you every time I update just send me an email at ladydemosthenes9@yahoo.com telling me so. Have a nice day (or night)!