Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Body Snatchers ❯ Sailor Mamo-chan Part 2 ( Chapter 4 )

MamU stared. He looked at his former body from top to bottom…then bottom to top.

"What did you do to my body?!" he screamed.

UsaM shrugged and said, "What? You don't find it sexy?" then she struck a supposedly sexy pose. *Okay, she is having a little too much fun with MY body!*

"I look like a gay sailor! Get out of it now!"

Struck with an evil idea, UsaM dashed to MamU's table. MamU watched HIS body grab his camera and run into his room. He ran after her but was too late. A click and flash later it was over.

"I am so going to KILL you!" he growled.

"Ah, ah, ah!" She waved the camera around, "You don't want Motoki seeing this do you? Right now I'm much stronger then you, there's no chance you'd beat me."

MamU let out a low growl and stepped back.

"Fine, what do you want?" he sighed.

"Hmm, I don't know yet. I'll think about it." UsaM cleared her mind and released her energy. After more lights and ribbons, she stood in MamU's room completely naked. MamU stared at her once again.

"What? Am I still dressed up? I don't feel anything." She looked in the mirror and flushed a lovely shade of crimson. Struck with a funny idea, she posed second time and sang, "I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, it huuurts!" MamU groaned and covered his face.

"It's not right. It's just not right." He mumbled over and over again. UsaM thought about taking a picture, she was sure enjoying the view, but thought it better for MamU's sanity. Besides, he could do screw her life up a lot. Like die. Taking pity on him, she changed the subject.

"Just call the girls and ask if my assistance is necessary. The youmas have been really weak and a thunderbolt with fire oughta kill it. If you make an ass of me I will kill you, or castrate you, whichever comes first." UsaM added the last part when she saw the smirk on his face. She also pointed to the camera for good measure.

Mars' face came on the screen and MamU knew who she was since he could finally see through the glamour. In fact, he knew who all the scouts were. * Mars=Rei, Mercury=Ami, Jupiter=Makoto, Venus=Minako. I'm an idiot, it's so obvious.*

"Usagi! Where were you? No need coming now, I burned it to death. Were you washing your hair? We need you at the fights, Odango Atama!" MamU suddenly felt a little sorry for UsaM. He didn't know she had it that bad. He didn't even mind the picture too much. It would be laughs, but he needed to seek and destroy it. Trying to be like UsaM, MamU spoke.

"Leave me alone Rei! I feel like crap so, Nyah!" He blew a raspberry for emphasis. "Glad you're done. I'm gunna be busy for a few days. Gotta go, bye." He clicked the off button. He looked over at UsaM and saw her a little close to tears. *It's weird to see my body almost crying. It never happens.* He gave her a comforting look and she brightened a little. *She's so sensitive. I should lay off the name calling. And I'd like to keep my dignity and certain assets for now.*

"I'm fine. I'll go get you some lactaid now. Can I have some more clothes? That ice cream should be kicking in soon. I don't mind walking around naked as you, but I don't think you'd like it." She wiped her eyes and smiled.

"Uh, Usagi, there's something I need to tell you before you leave. You kow how you are Sailor Moon," she nodded, "Well, would you believe it if I'm Tuxedo Mask?"

She dramaticaly gasped. "No!"

"Ha ha, very funny. I'm serious."

"I know. I saw you detransform once. You were injured and I guess your energy wasn't holding out. I followed you home to make sure you were okay and I found out who you were." She smiled and his open mouth, "Careful, you might catch flies." She winked at him.

"You knew? And you never said anything?! Did you even care?!" He was startled to say the least.

"Yes I cared! I knew the one guy I loved was the guy I hated! Sorry if I didn't want to ruin the image of Sailor Moon that you had. Now can I please have some clothes? If I'm right, your stomach is getting kinda queesey since your holding your arm over your midriff."

He shut up and dug clothes out for her to wear. With out saying a word she dressed and left.

She ran to the CVS across the street. Mamoru was obviously a usual there since the woman behind the counter wouldn't shut up. UsaM had finally had enough and decided to have a little fun.

"Hey, I just remembered I was getting low. Can you hand me a box of condoms? My girlfriend would appreciate it."

Embarrassed the woman gave UsaM the condoms and said she'd see 'him' later. UsaM ran back up to MamU's apartment and found him lying on the couch in a small ball.

"It hurts! Why didn't you tell me before I ate the ice cream, dammit!"

"Oh, that's nothing. Just wait until you have to use the bathroom every 5 minutes." MamU groaned and vowed revenge.

"Oh, hush. Here's the pill, here's water, I got you condoms, and here's the Midol." She said it so deadpanned, and the fact that he was in so much pain, it took him almost a minute to figure out what she said.

"You WHAT?! Ow *moan* that hurts." He subsequently whimpered.

"Duh! Of course it hurts! It hurts to even move sometimes. You have it doubled since the period. I had to get the condoms, the girl wouldn't quit talking and I knew you'd be hurting." UsaM's eye's softened a little then turned gleeful. "She was so flustered, she could hardly say bye."

MamU took the offered pills and rolled back into a ball. UsaM noticed he had gone deathly silent and his eyes were scrunched together. Taking pity on him, she sat behind him and pulled him to her lap.

"What are you doing?" Frown lines had imprinted themselves on his brow and he shone with sweat even though he was shivering.

"It helps to cuddle," she grabbed the blanket on the couch and laid it partly on him. "Plus, it helps to be warm. It hurts a little more to be cold. Now go to sleep and by the time you wake up, you'll be fine." MamU laid his head on her chest, sighed, and miraculously feel into a deep sleep dreaming a two familiar buns and a shoe flying at his face.

UsaM smiled softly and was left to her thoughts. ~He actually trusts me enough to sleep around me. He's not too bad and not much of a whiner when it comes to pain. Maybe I just misunderstood him. I kinda like him. Tsukino Usagi, you did not just say you liked Mamo-chan. Dammit.~ She mentally pounded her head against the wall. ~Stupid, stupid, stupid! He's not nice. He just happens to be Tuxedo Mask, so what? I just happen to be head over heels in love with the masked man, but that doesn't mean I like his civilian form.~ Lying to herself, UsaM feel into a deep sleep dreaming of a tall, dark, and handsome man that was hit in the face with a shoe.

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R&R…not much else to say…