Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Obsession ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )
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By: Violet Goddess 
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.04.2002 | Pages: 5 | Words: 4.1K | Visits: 588 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.04.2002 | Pages: 5 | Words: 4.1K | Visits: 588 | Status: Work In Progress
Hooray for me!!! Chapter 5 is here and thanks to some help from Serenitas..thank you thankyou! and nichole my ever faithful spring board this chapter allows some major changes to happen. For all of you wanting some serious steamy scenes and confrontations just wait for the next chapters. Spurned lovers, rekindled desires, revenge and such. Woo hoo ok so on with the show! Oh and remember my darling readers i need reviews, tell me what you think. i don't write if no ones reading :)
ok people breathe! after you read the chapter check out the note at the bottom, this is in reponse to some reviews and concerns but for those of you who haven't read this chapter i don't want to ruin it.
Dark Obsession
Violet Goddess
Chapter 5
Dear God in Heaven she felt like she was on fire and was struggling equally to
surrender to and fight the inferno inside her. His hands were caressing her thighs, her back
while his lips sought out her neck but it was his eyes that drew her undivided attention.
The intensity she saw there shook her to the core as she fought to keep the answering
emotions from surging through her, fought to keep from responding to his touch, his
reckless demands. But even as her mind fought the inevitable her body had already
yielded, reveling in the smooth friction of skin on skin, of the barely restrained need his
every motion revealed. No her body was his and somehow she was certain he knew that
and still he held back, keeping his touches light, his kisses passionate but controlled.
Wasn't this what he wanted, what he'd schemed and craved? Why on the edge of victory
was he hesitating for hesitation was what she saw clearly in his eyes. Hesitation, confusion
and .....fear? He feared her? A heady sense of power swam through her on the crest of her
own confusion. What the hell was going on?
What the hell was going on? That thought was just one of thousands filtering
across his mind as he looked into her blue eyes, darkened with passion and stared at her
lips, rosy and tight from his teasing kisses. He saw she was teetering on surrender, knew
he could take her now and she wouldn't protest, would follow the passion that flowed
between them like fire instinctively but it wasn't enough. Damn it! He wanted more than
her body, tempting as it was, he wanted HER. Her mind, her passion, her soul. He wanted
her eyes to light up at the sight of him, her pulse to quicken at his touch and her to burn
for him as he did for her. The basic attraction that would afford him this fleeting victory
had somewhere along the way stopped being enough. Damn her! Damn her for making
him want her all, her flaws and temperament, her pouting lips and flaring anger. Damn her
for making him love her. She was obstinate, stubb- What the hell?! Love her?!
He knew he wanted her, lusted after her, hell he'd even say he cared for her but
love? That emotion had always seemed a fairy tale to him, a thing to scoff at as he
watched people hop off happily to an oblivion of normalcy for the sake of "love." But if it
wasn't love then what in the hell was it? This feeling that burned through his veins, that
clenched his chest so painfully at the sight of her, that made him feel dizzy from her mere
presence? He knew lust and desire and those terms fell so far short of this that it was
simply pathetic. So did he love her? He asked himself over and over as his hands skimmed
across her body, barely touching as he watched her silently. Did he? He watched her half
lidded eyes close in frustration at his sweet torment, watched her head lean back and her
throat arch and still he asked himself, did he love her?
His fingers were whisper soft as he drew them slowly across her shoulder, tracing
her delicate collar bone as it flared gently beneath her skin. They moved down slowly,
pushing the soft material of her jacket away as he sought the satiny skin beneath, needing
to feel it next to his own. She gasped softly as he softly traced the curve of her breast,
teasing subtly as he left her skin and moved across her jacket to cup breasts that were
suddenly so sensitive. The exquisite friction of her silk slip against her skin flooded
through and she leaned eagerly into his touch, all thought fleeing in that one instant and
then the world exploded in a flash of white hot light.
"What the hell?" Looking around his surroundings Mamoru realized that where plush
black leather upholstery and shuffled papers should have been only a white light was now
present. He felt like he was in some giant white box and an absurd claustrophobia
threatened to engulfed him but he forced the paltry fear aside, he was outside or at least he
thought he was, if the cool breeze that gently ruffled his hair was anything to go by. There
was no horizon, he thought that was what disturbed him most. There was always a
horizon, where sky meet earth in a vivid boundary that made everything real but that
boundary was undeniably lacking in this world of white. What could pass for a sky, that
area directly above his head, was the exact same shade as the ground beneath his feet. He
would of thought he was floating if not for the firm, solid feel of what...grass? Yes, he
decided the slightly springy substance under his shoes was grass, white grass but grass all
the same.
White sky, white grass, white everything. Where the hell was he?! Anger was
quickly replacing fear as he scanned his environment for some clue as to just what was
going on. A small fleck of black suddenly caught his attention, the contrast so sharp
between it and his bleached surrounding that the spot of black seemed to crackle and
flicker. Mamoru squinted his eyes as he watched the small bit of color suspiciously, he
now realized it was coming towards him though its pace was torturously slow. Before
some very explicit words about his frustration and the stupid black thing could form on his
lips an old man was suddenly standing in front of him, looking for all the world like he was
out for a Sunday stroll if it weren't for the robes and staff that is.
Mamoru cocked his head to the side as he regarded the smiling man before him.
His flowing robes glittered silver in the light that bathed them from every direction as he
thoughtfully stroked his long white bread with one gnarled hand. It wasn't a staff Mamoru
realized, it was some kind of walking stick, the wood polished smooth with age and as
gnarled as the man's hands. The old man looked for all the world like Merlin jumped out
of some history book. He smiled a little at the thought, yes he could definitely imagine this
man waving his hands above a crystal ball or a vat of boiling something or other as he cast
out a mystical spell or two. With a snap Mamoru's eyes narrowed and his mouth tensed
into a hard line as he realized that he had no clue in hell where he was and this wizard
wanna be was the only source of information he had.
"Where am I?!" Wizard boy only smiled at him as an indulging grandfather might to his
grandson, obviously finding Mamoru's outburst humorous. Mamoru seethed in response,
grinding his teeth in annoyance. "Well?"
"Where do you think you are, Prince?"
"How the hell should I know?!" He shouted throwing his hands in the air in exasperation
and then suddenly snapped back around, his eyes intent on the old man. "Prince? What the
hell are you talking about?" He wondered if the wizard or hermit or crazy guy who lived
in the creepy white world had lost it or maybe snagged the wrong guy, some guy he
thought was a prince.
"No my prince it was no a mistake." Mamoru's eyes widened as he realized the old man
had just read his thoughts. "My name is Mariner by the way so you can stop calling me
'old man' and 'wizard boy.'" Mariner's striking blue eyes held a fair amount of amusement
when Mamoru's face turned red in embarrassment and then quickly faded back to normal.
"You-you can read my thoughts." His voice was full of fear and outrage as he felt his
privacy die a quick death at the hand of the enigmatic man stand so casually in front of
him.
"Yes I can Prince Endymoin." He replied, still obviously amused with the young man's
reaction.
"Who?" Mamoru decided he could be angry later, right now he wanted answers and if this
Mariner was the only way he could get them then so be it, he would just have to guard his
thoughts carefully.
"Impressive my Prince you learn quickly though your mental shield would not stand
against a stiff breeze they are there none the less." Mariner's smile had turned indulgent
when he felt his charge raise his shields but without training they would do little more than
keep any stray thoughts from leaking out into air. Endymoin had stiffened at the
announcement that his defenses were paltry at best Mariner noted with a bit of pride,
Prince Endymoin always had been a proud man who hated admitting weakness.
"Who's Prince Endymoin!" Mamoru had lost his patience as he'd waited for the man to
give him a straight answer. He'd watched Mariner's face turn wistful and his eyes glaze
over with a faraway look. Now was not the time for nostalgia! He silently seethed. He
wanted answers, damn it, and he wanted them NOW!
"You always were impatient my prince."
"Would you STOP doing that? It's creepy." Mamoru muttered, disgruntled. "And who is
Prince Endymoin already? A straight answer, please." If he had to talk in any more circles
he was certain he was going to go crazy.
"That's simple, you're Prince Endymoin of course." The man sounded like he was
recounting the weather, stating some everyday common fact but Mamoru wasn't buying
any of it as he eyed the man dubiously.
"Right." He drawled sarcastically. "I'm a prince. Hooray for me. So where's my kingdom
and castle? Do I get my own personal princess too?" Strange how that statement caused a
picture of Usagi to pop into his head. Usagi! By God how he had actually forgotten about
her?! Was she here to? Was she hurt or scared? He would never forgive himself if
something happened to her.
"Be at ease my prince she is quite safe." Mariner managed not to step back at the intensity
of Endymoin's stare when his prince shifted it to him, just barely.
"Where the hell is she?" He bellowed at the Mariner.
"Safe."
"Not good enough old man!" His voice was full of deadly promise as he stalked towards
the old man. Mariner knew danger when it was marching towards him and quickly lifted
his staff to set out a barrier to stop his prince. He watched Endymoin ram into it and stare
dumbfounded at him, silently demanding an explanation.
"Now lets set some ground rules, shall we prince? First no killing the messenger! She's
safe, you have my word." Endymoin didn't seem particularly placated by this but faced
with little choice backed up a few steps and glared at him intently. "Second you are Prince
Endymoin and - oh do be quiet! How am I ever going to get through all this with you
interrupting me with your refusals every other second?" Mariner's exasperation was
evident as he thought wistfully about casting a spell of silence over his prince, then quickly
passed on the idea, remembering the hell he'd pay with the higher powers that sent him.
Sighing softly he turned to Endymoin again.
"Fine I'll listen to your little declarations of my princehood if you tell me WHERE I AM!"
Mariner winced slightly at his prince's roar.
"Very well. You are in between." Mamoru shouted in frustration, God's truth the man
looked like that should explain everything.
"In between what!" He was fairly pulling his hair out now as he paced back and forth in
front of Mariner.
"In between one second and the next. Time does not exist here, this place is in between."
"Are you serious?" Mamoru asked the man incredulously.
"Yes. Now Prince Endymoin let us begin our history lesson." His prince threw up his
hands and began pacing, Mariner didn't think this was a good beginning, but stolidly held
out hope. "A thousands years ago or what it two thousand? I never really was good with
keeping track of time. Ironic really considering where we are don't you think. Why I-"
"Will you get on with it!" Mamoru growled at the infuriating man. He didn't want to listen
to some myth or fairy tale, he wanted out of this place and he wanted Usagi back.
"My, my we are impatient." He stopped his comments at Mamoru's glare and hastily
continued on with his tale. "About a thousand years ago there were kingdoms on both the
earth and the moon. These two kingdoms," he continued on before Mamoru could object
to that absurd statement about life on the moon, "lived together under an uneasy truce.
Neither at peace or at war but tentatively ignoring each other as they vied for dominance
on the political stage.
The moon was home to enormous amounts of old and extremely powerful magics
and technologies but earth had a habitual environment. The moon and indeed every other
planet in the solar system required some kind artificial environments to live and earth
gloated of its pristine state and lush lands. It didn't need the moon's technologies and so
was free from its influence which worried the Lunar monarchs. The Terrans were a
impulsive, passionate people who couldn't understand or relate to the reserved, subtle
people of the moon and so the two peoples remained separate. That is until the ascension
of Queen Serenity." Mariner's voice had taken on a tone of awe and foreboding at the
mention of this queen.
"Serenity? That's an unusual name."
"It was a family name." Mariner replied absently, lost in his memories of that long
forgotten time of magic and intrigue. "Queen Serenity united the planets together in a
coalition. At first it was only for trade but quickly fused the governments into one body. It
was perfect, or so it appeared, the planets stood together against outside threat, a single
governing council. There was only one problem, earth. The Terrans valued their
independence and would have no more joined the alliance than they would chained
themselves hand to foot. The other planets couldn't understand their decision but indulged
them for a time, who cared if the Terrans clung to their traditions, they were no threat
against the alliance. This view held for a time until a dark force started to gain strength on
the outer regions of the territory. Even against this threat when unity was so desperately
needed, earth refused to join. This outraged the other monarchs and earth was blockaded
and in effect cut off from the rest of the planets."
"Ok so besides the fact that apparently life was everywhere a few thousand years ago and
I'm supposedly a prince what pray tell is the point of this story?" Mamoru could tell his
sarcasm was not appreciated by the staunch frown the man was giving him, well he didn't
care. The man was going on and on and getting nowhere fast. Mamoru needed answers
not fables!
"No interruptions, remember? The point is that you my dear Endymoin were the prince of
earth, ruler of those stubborn Terrans." Endymoin's mouth fell agape, that certainly
caught his attention, Mariner thought with satisfaction.
"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!" Mamoru screamed as he threw his hands up
in the air in frustration. "There has never been life on the moon and earth has NEVER
been united under one government, monarchy or otherwise. This is the most far fetched,
dim-witted, crock of-"
"Prince Endymoin SHUT UP!" Mariner's roar of anger echoed through the still air as
Mamoru stared at him in shock. The old guy sure had a pair of lungs. "You're driving me
daft with all your denials and I swear young man prince or not if you call me 'old man'
one more time I swear I'll turn you into a toad!" With a huff of indignation Mariner
readjusted his robes and placed a serene expression on his face as he regarded his prince
again, he was going to get this done, even if it killed them both!
"Now my prince, YOU. WERE. PRINCE. ENDYMOIN. Have we got that?" He waited
for Mamoru's numb nod before continuing on in a softer tone. "You grew up in this time
of tension, learned to hate the moon and its people from before birth but you were curious
as well."
"Oh wait let me guess, I snuck up to the moon and fell in love with the beautiful,
forbidden princess of the moon?" Mamoru's sarcastic drawl was met with Mariner's eyes
flashing wide in astonishment.
"Well umm yes." Mamoru cold only blink at him in surprise.
"Are you kidding me? This is like Star Wars meet Disney." At Mariner's look of confusion
Mamoru only sighed. "Nevermind, go on."
"Well you meet Princess Serenity and-"
"Wait I thought she was queen?"
"That was her mother." Mariner explained as he took a breath to continue.
"They both had the same name?"
"Yes."
"Doesn't seem very original to me." Mamoru's expression had turned pensive at the
thought and he wondered why this oh so all powerful people couldn't come up with
different names for their children.
"IT WAS TRADITION!" Mariner didn't want to discuss Lunar naming customs right
now and his prince's constant digression was getting them nowhere.
"Ok, ok you don't need to shout." Endymoin was smiling and he had a sneaking suspicion
his prince was enjoying himself.
"Yes you snuck up to see the moon and saw the princess as well. I'm a little hazy as to the
specifics but basically you two started at brief but extremely passionate, extremely taboo
love affair."
"Love affair huh?"
"Yes you two defied every law of both your worlds to be together but it couldn't last
forever. Princess Serenity was heir to the Silver Alliance."
"The what?"
"The alliance her mother created with the other planets. She was to rule as head of the
council and effectively have control over the solar system."
"Sounds like a nice position to be in."
"Yes and no." Mamoru was confused by the man's statement but Mariner didn't seem
inclined to clarify anything so he pushed it aside for the moment.
"So back to this love affair, what exactly happened?" If he was going to have to listen to
this they might as well get to the good part.
"From all accounts it was intense but Serenity was betrothed to another man and so out of
duty decided to end the affair. You weren't so accepting." Mamoru only nodded he knew
that if the affair was as passionate as he said he wouldn't accept his lover breaking it off to
be with another man. "You were furious that she would choose another over you though
she was trying to avoid war. Not much is known past that other than that when the
darkness attacked earth was divided, Terrans seeking both sides as their nature decided
and all was lost. Queen Serenity used the last of her magic to send her daughter and her
court to be reborn in the future. The darkness was unfortunately brought along also and
Serenity must now guard against it in this lifetime as her mother did in the last."
"Ok so was I reborn too?" This was just getting weirder and weirder was the only thought
that seemed to stick in Mamoru's mind at the moment.
"Yes."
"Why? I mean, that is why would Queen Serenity have sent me here? Wasn't I her enemy
since I was Terran?"
"You loved Serenity and she loved you and that brought you with her. Your court came
with you as well." Mariner added absently.
"My court?"
"Your guards." This had taken long enough he decided as he watched his prince's face
glaze over with confusion yet again. Picking up his staff he closed his eyes and pushed his
power through the ancient wood towards Endymoin, releasing the memories of his soul
carefully.
"What the hell was that?" Mamoru screamed after a soft blue lightning bolt snapped out
and connect with his chest.
"I was giving you back your memories though it is beyond my powers to allow you access
to them beyond brief flashes at a time. You'll get them all back eventually."
"Oh that makes me feel SO much better." Suddenly a thought struck him, if he was reborn
with a new identity what of his Serenity? "Can I ask you something?"
"Of course my prince."
"Who is Serenity in this life?"
"Why you know better than I my prince, Usagi."
"Usa?!"
"Did you not feel the connection? Have you not passed many beautiful blonde before
without a blink? What made you feel drawn to this one? Perhaps your link to her? Perhaps
Tuxedo Kamen you were drawn to your princess, to Sailor Moon."
"My God! Usagi's Sailor Moon?" With the question a flash of memory coursed through
him. Sailor Moon stance as she gave her dramatic speech, her eyes flashing with anger.
Usagi eyes flashing the same way as he told her he wanted her and would have her. He
knew with a certainty that shook his bones that everything this man told him was true.
"Farewell my prince. I bid you luck."
Suddenly everything flashed white and he was back in his limo, the black leather
soft and yielding beneath him. Usagi soft and yield on top of him and even after all he'd
been through he hardened immediately at the feel of her silky thighs clenching around him.
His hand continued down her breast, savoring the delicious curve while imagining her
without her damn jacket.
"Mamoru?" Her voice sounded shaky though for some reason he didn't think it was
entirely out of desire.
"Hmm?" He asked as he leaned forward to kiss the delicate column of her neck.
"Does the name Mariner mean anything to you?"
*BIG HUGE NOTE*
Ok people don't make any judgements about the story because this chapter is tied closely with the next. i should have updated them both together but the file was so long as it was that i figured i should just wait. anyway a few things:
1. This is not like MarshAngel's Touch. Serenity's fiance isn't a big part in this story and nooo he is not Jason. It's more she was going to be engaged to someone so she couldn't be with endy anymore.
2. Ok people don't cry because this isn't a strictly au story anymore. I originally intended it to be but didn't like where it was going. I am not, repeat NOT going to have the other senshi in here beyond a brief mention, no battles or enemies. this is about mamoru and usagi. Sailor moon will not make an appearance either so don't worry this will not get all weird.
3. Usagi and Mamoru didn't know each other when they were young. you find that out next chapter but since everyone is hyperventilating about it i thought i would just tell you now.
4. This whole Serenity and Endymoin thing is to explain why Mamoru wants Usagi so bad.
So pleeeaaase reserve judgement until chapter 6, i'll try to have it out soon but i am working on another piece that i had a sudden idea for. i seem to like to write sensual/ heated scenes that aren't quite hentai and that's what next chapter is all about. So this is still mainly AU, no mysterious visits from the long dead queen ok? breathe easy one and all :)
so so what do you think? Remember i live off feedback. next chapter has a major scene between usagi and mamoru...what happens when Mamoru remembers their final parting and Serenity's rejection of him as Endymoin and how will he deal with it now?
p.s. work on lady moon hit a snag but the next chapter is coming out soon along with another work i'm starting. keep watching!
ok people breathe! after you read the chapter check out the note at the bottom, this is in reponse to some reviews and concerns but for those of you who haven't read this chapter i don't want to ruin it.
Dark Obsession
Violet Goddess
Chapter 5
Dear God in Heaven she felt like she was on fire and was struggling equally to
surrender to and fight the inferno inside her. His hands were caressing her thighs, her back
while his lips sought out her neck but it was his eyes that drew her undivided attention.
The intensity she saw there shook her to the core as she fought to keep the answering
emotions from surging through her, fought to keep from responding to his touch, his
reckless demands. But even as her mind fought the inevitable her body had already
yielded, reveling in the smooth friction of skin on skin, of the barely restrained need his
every motion revealed. No her body was his and somehow she was certain he knew that
and still he held back, keeping his touches light, his kisses passionate but controlled.
Wasn't this what he wanted, what he'd schemed and craved? Why on the edge of victory
was he hesitating for hesitation was what she saw clearly in his eyes. Hesitation, confusion
and .....fear? He feared her? A heady sense of power swam through her on the crest of her
own confusion. What the hell was going on?
What the hell was going on? That thought was just one of thousands filtering
across his mind as he looked into her blue eyes, darkened with passion and stared at her
lips, rosy and tight from his teasing kisses. He saw she was teetering on surrender, knew
he could take her now and she wouldn't protest, would follow the passion that flowed
between them like fire instinctively but it wasn't enough. Damn it! He wanted more than
her body, tempting as it was, he wanted HER. Her mind, her passion, her soul. He wanted
her eyes to light up at the sight of him, her pulse to quicken at his touch and her to burn
for him as he did for her. The basic attraction that would afford him this fleeting victory
had somewhere along the way stopped being enough. Damn her! Damn her for making
him want her all, her flaws and temperament, her pouting lips and flaring anger. Damn her
for making him love her. She was obstinate, stubb- What the hell?! Love her?!
He knew he wanted her, lusted after her, hell he'd even say he cared for her but
love? That emotion had always seemed a fairy tale to him, a thing to scoff at as he
watched people hop off happily to an oblivion of normalcy for the sake of "love." But if it
wasn't love then what in the hell was it? This feeling that burned through his veins, that
clenched his chest so painfully at the sight of her, that made him feel dizzy from her mere
presence? He knew lust and desire and those terms fell so far short of this that it was
simply pathetic. So did he love her? He asked himself over and over as his hands skimmed
across her body, barely touching as he watched her silently. Did he? He watched her half
lidded eyes close in frustration at his sweet torment, watched her head lean back and her
throat arch and still he asked himself, did he love her?
His fingers were whisper soft as he drew them slowly across her shoulder, tracing
her delicate collar bone as it flared gently beneath her skin. They moved down slowly,
pushing the soft material of her jacket away as he sought the satiny skin beneath, needing
to feel it next to his own. She gasped softly as he softly traced the curve of her breast,
teasing subtly as he left her skin and moved across her jacket to cup breasts that were
suddenly so sensitive. The exquisite friction of her silk slip against her skin flooded
through and she leaned eagerly into his touch, all thought fleeing in that one instant and
then the world exploded in a flash of white hot light.
"What the hell?" Looking around his surroundings Mamoru realized that where plush
black leather upholstery and shuffled papers should have been only a white light was now
present. He felt like he was in some giant white box and an absurd claustrophobia
threatened to engulfed him but he forced the paltry fear aside, he was outside or at least he
thought he was, if the cool breeze that gently ruffled his hair was anything to go by. There
was no horizon, he thought that was what disturbed him most. There was always a
horizon, where sky meet earth in a vivid boundary that made everything real but that
boundary was undeniably lacking in this world of white. What could pass for a sky, that
area directly above his head, was the exact same shade as the ground beneath his feet. He
would of thought he was floating if not for the firm, solid feel of what...grass? Yes, he
decided the slightly springy substance under his shoes was grass, white grass but grass all
the same.
White sky, white grass, white everything. Where the hell was he?! Anger was
quickly replacing fear as he scanned his environment for some clue as to just what was
going on. A small fleck of black suddenly caught his attention, the contrast so sharp
between it and his bleached surrounding that the spot of black seemed to crackle and
flicker. Mamoru squinted his eyes as he watched the small bit of color suspiciously, he
now realized it was coming towards him though its pace was torturously slow. Before
some very explicit words about his frustration and the stupid black thing could form on his
lips an old man was suddenly standing in front of him, looking for all the world like he was
out for a Sunday stroll if it weren't for the robes and staff that is.
Mamoru cocked his head to the side as he regarded the smiling man before him.
His flowing robes glittered silver in the light that bathed them from every direction as he
thoughtfully stroked his long white bread with one gnarled hand. It wasn't a staff Mamoru
realized, it was some kind of walking stick, the wood polished smooth with age and as
gnarled as the man's hands. The old man looked for all the world like Merlin jumped out
of some history book. He smiled a little at the thought, yes he could definitely imagine this
man waving his hands above a crystal ball or a vat of boiling something or other as he cast
out a mystical spell or two. With a snap Mamoru's eyes narrowed and his mouth tensed
into a hard line as he realized that he had no clue in hell where he was and this wizard
wanna be was the only source of information he had.
"Where am I?!" Wizard boy only smiled at him as an indulging grandfather might to his
grandson, obviously finding Mamoru's outburst humorous. Mamoru seethed in response,
grinding his teeth in annoyance. "Well?"
"Where do you think you are, Prince?"
"How the hell should I know?!" He shouted throwing his hands in the air in exasperation
and then suddenly snapped back around, his eyes intent on the old man. "Prince? What the
hell are you talking about?" He wondered if the wizard or hermit or crazy guy who lived
in the creepy white world had lost it or maybe snagged the wrong guy, some guy he
thought was a prince.
"No my prince it was no a mistake." Mamoru's eyes widened as he realized the old man
had just read his thoughts. "My name is Mariner by the way so you can stop calling me
'old man' and 'wizard boy.'" Mariner's striking blue eyes held a fair amount of amusement
when Mamoru's face turned red in embarrassment and then quickly faded back to normal.
"You-you can read my thoughts." His voice was full of fear and outrage as he felt his
privacy die a quick death at the hand of the enigmatic man stand so casually in front of
him.
"Yes I can Prince Endymoin." He replied, still obviously amused with the young man's
reaction.
"Who?" Mamoru decided he could be angry later, right now he wanted answers and if this
Mariner was the only way he could get them then so be it, he would just have to guard his
thoughts carefully.
"Impressive my Prince you learn quickly though your mental shield would not stand
against a stiff breeze they are there none the less." Mariner's smile had turned indulgent
when he felt his charge raise his shields but without training they would do little more than
keep any stray thoughts from leaking out into air. Endymoin had stiffened at the
announcement that his defenses were paltry at best Mariner noted with a bit of pride,
Prince Endymoin always had been a proud man who hated admitting weakness.
"Who's Prince Endymoin!" Mamoru had lost his patience as he'd waited for the man to
give him a straight answer. He'd watched Mariner's face turn wistful and his eyes glaze
over with a faraway look. Now was not the time for nostalgia! He silently seethed. He
wanted answers, damn it, and he wanted them NOW!
"You always were impatient my prince."
"Would you STOP doing that? It's creepy." Mamoru muttered, disgruntled. "And who is
Prince Endymoin already? A straight answer, please." If he had to talk in any more circles
he was certain he was going to go crazy.
"That's simple, you're Prince Endymoin of course." The man sounded like he was
recounting the weather, stating some everyday common fact but Mamoru wasn't buying
any of it as he eyed the man dubiously.
"Right." He drawled sarcastically. "I'm a prince. Hooray for me. So where's my kingdom
and castle? Do I get my own personal princess too?" Strange how that statement caused a
picture of Usagi to pop into his head. Usagi! By God how he had actually forgotten about
her?! Was she here to? Was she hurt or scared? He would never forgive himself if
something happened to her.
"Be at ease my prince she is quite safe." Mariner managed not to step back at the intensity
of Endymoin's stare when his prince shifted it to him, just barely.
"Where the hell is she?" He bellowed at the Mariner.
"Safe."
"Not good enough old man!" His voice was full of deadly promise as he stalked towards
the old man. Mariner knew danger when it was marching towards him and quickly lifted
his staff to set out a barrier to stop his prince. He watched Endymoin ram into it and stare
dumbfounded at him, silently demanding an explanation.
"Now lets set some ground rules, shall we prince? First no killing the messenger! She's
safe, you have my word." Endymoin didn't seem particularly placated by this but faced
with little choice backed up a few steps and glared at him intently. "Second you are Prince
Endymoin and - oh do be quiet! How am I ever going to get through all this with you
interrupting me with your refusals every other second?" Mariner's exasperation was
evident as he thought wistfully about casting a spell of silence over his prince, then quickly
passed on the idea, remembering the hell he'd pay with the higher powers that sent him.
Sighing softly he turned to Endymoin again.
"Fine I'll listen to your little declarations of my princehood if you tell me WHERE I AM!"
Mariner winced slightly at his prince's roar.
"Very well. You are in between." Mamoru shouted in frustration, God's truth the man
looked like that should explain everything.
"In between what!" He was fairly pulling his hair out now as he paced back and forth in
front of Mariner.
"In between one second and the next. Time does not exist here, this place is in between."
"Are you serious?" Mamoru asked the man incredulously.
"Yes. Now Prince Endymoin let us begin our history lesson." His prince threw up his
hands and began pacing, Mariner didn't think this was a good beginning, but stolidly held
out hope. "A thousands years ago or what it two thousand? I never really was good with
keeping track of time. Ironic really considering where we are don't you think. Why I-"
"Will you get on with it!" Mamoru growled at the infuriating man. He didn't want to listen
to some myth or fairy tale, he wanted out of this place and he wanted Usagi back.
"My, my we are impatient." He stopped his comments at Mamoru's glare and hastily
continued on with his tale. "About a thousand years ago there were kingdoms on both the
earth and the moon. These two kingdoms," he continued on before Mamoru could object
to that absurd statement about life on the moon, "lived together under an uneasy truce.
Neither at peace or at war but tentatively ignoring each other as they vied for dominance
on the political stage.
The moon was home to enormous amounts of old and extremely powerful magics
and technologies but earth had a habitual environment. The moon and indeed every other
planet in the solar system required some kind artificial environments to live and earth
gloated of its pristine state and lush lands. It didn't need the moon's technologies and so
was free from its influence which worried the Lunar monarchs. The Terrans were a
impulsive, passionate people who couldn't understand or relate to the reserved, subtle
people of the moon and so the two peoples remained separate. That is until the ascension
of Queen Serenity." Mariner's voice had taken on a tone of awe and foreboding at the
mention of this queen.
"Serenity? That's an unusual name."
"It was a family name." Mariner replied absently, lost in his memories of that long
forgotten time of magic and intrigue. "Queen Serenity united the planets together in a
coalition. At first it was only for trade but quickly fused the governments into one body. It
was perfect, or so it appeared, the planets stood together against outside threat, a single
governing council. There was only one problem, earth. The Terrans valued their
independence and would have no more joined the alliance than they would chained
themselves hand to foot. The other planets couldn't understand their decision but indulged
them for a time, who cared if the Terrans clung to their traditions, they were no threat
against the alliance. This view held for a time until a dark force started to gain strength on
the outer regions of the territory. Even against this threat when unity was so desperately
needed, earth refused to join. This outraged the other monarchs and earth was blockaded
and in effect cut off from the rest of the planets."
"Ok so besides the fact that apparently life was everywhere a few thousand years ago and
I'm supposedly a prince what pray tell is the point of this story?" Mamoru could tell his
sarcasm was not appreciated by the staunch frown the man was giving him, well he didn't
care. The man was going on and on and getting nowhere fast. Mamoru needed answers
not fables!
"No interruptions, remember? The point is that you my dear Endymoin were the prince of
earth, ruler of those stubborn Terrans." Endymoin's mouth fell agape, that certainly
caught his attention, Mariner thought with satisfaction.
"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!" Mamoru screamed as he threw his hands up
in the air in frustration. "There has never been life on the moon and earth has NEVER
been united under one government, monarchy or otherwise. This is the most far fetched,
dim-witted, crock of-"
"Prince Endymoin SHUT UP!" Mariner's roar of anger echoed through the still air as
Mamoru stared at him in shock. The old guy sure had a pair of lungs. "You're driving me
daft with all your denials and I swear young man prince or not if you call me 'old man'
one more time I swear I'll turn you into a toad!" With a huff of indignation Mariner
readjusted his robes and placed a serene expression on his face as he regarded his prince
again, he was going to get this done, even if it killed them both!
"Now my prince, YOU. WERE. PRINCE. ENDYMOIN. Have we got that?" He waited
for Mamoru's numb nod before continuing on in a softer tone. "You grew up in this time
of tension, learned to hate the moon and its people from before birth but you were curious
as well."
"Oh wait let me guess, I snuck up to the moon and fell in love with the beautiful,
forbidden princess of the moon?" Mamoru's sarcastic drawl was met with Mariner's eyes
flashing wide in astonishment.
"Well umm yes." Mamoru cold only blink at him in surprise.
"Are you kidding me? This is like Star Wars meet Disney." At Mariner's look of confusion
Mamoru only sighed. "Nevermind, go on."
"Well you meet Princess Serenity and-"
"Wait I thought she was queen?"
"That was her mother." Mariner explained as he took a breath to continue.
"They both had the same name?"
"Yes."
"Doesn't seem very original to me." Mamoru's expression had turned pensive at the
thought and he wondered why this oh so all powerful people couldn't come up with
different names for their children.
"IT WAS TRADITION!" Mariner didn't want to discuss Lunar naming customs right
now and his prince's constant digression was getting them nowhere.
"Ok, ok you don't need to shout." Endymoin was smiling and he had a sneaking suspicion
his prince was enjoying himself.
"Yes you snuck up to see the moon and saw the princess as well. I'm a little hazy as to the
specifics but basically you two started at brief but extremely passionate, extremely taboo
love affair."
"Love affair huh?"
"Yes you two defied every law of both your worlds to be together but it couldn't last
forever. Princess Serenity was heir to the Silver Alliance."
"The what?"
"The alliance her mother created with the other planets. She was to rule as head of the
council and effectively have control over the solar system."
"Sounds like a nice position to be in."
"Yes and no." Mamoru was confused by the man's statement but Mariner didn't seem
inclined to clarify anything so he pushed it aside for the moment.
"So back to this love affair, what exactly happened?" If he was going to have to listen to
this they might as well get to the good part.
"From all accounts it was intense but Serenity was betrothed to another man and so out of
duty decided to end the affair. You weren't so accepting." Mamoru only nodded he knew
that if the affair was as passionate as he said he wouldn't accept his lover breaking it off to
be with another man. "You were furious that she would choose another over you though
she was trying to avoid war. Not much is known past that other than that when the
darkness attacked earth was divided, Terrans seeking both sides as their nature decided
and all was lost. Queen Serenity used the last of her magic to send her daughter and her
court to be reborn in the future. The darkness was unfortunately brought along also and
Serenity must now guard against it in this lifetime as her mother did in the last."
"Ok so was I reborn too?" This was just getting weirder and weirder was the only thought
that seemed to stick in Mamoru's mind at the moment.
"Yes."
"Why? I mean, that is why would Queen Serenity have sent me here? Wasn't I her enemy
since I was Terran?"
"You loved Serenity and she loved you and that brought you with her. Your court came
with you as well." Mariner added absently.
"My court?"
"Your guards." This had taken long enough he decided as he watched his prince's face
glaze over with confusion yet again. Picking up his staff he closed his eyes and pushed his
power through the ancient wood towards Endymoin, releasing the memories of his soul
carefully.
"What the hell was that?" Mamoru screamed after a soft blue lightning bolt snapped out
and connect with his chest.
"I was giving you back your memories though it is beyond my powers to allow you access
to them beyond brief flashes at a time. You'll get them all back eventually."
"Oh that makes me feel SO much better." Suddenly a thought struck him, if he was reborn
with a new identity what of his Serenity? "Can I ask you something?"
"Of course my prince."
"Who is Serenity in this life?"
"Why you know better than I my prince, Usagi."
"Usa?!"
"Did you not feel the connection? Have you not passed many beautiful blonde before
without a blink? What made you feel drawn to this one? Perhaps your link to her? Perhaps
Tuxedo Kamen you were drawn to your princess, to Sailor Moon."
"My God! Usagi's Sailor Moon?" With the question a flash of memory coursed through
him. Sailor Moon stance as she gave her dramatic speech, her eyes flashing with anger.
Usagi eyes flashing the same way as he told her he wanted her and would have her. He
knew with a certainty that shook his bones that everything this man told him was true.
"Farewell my prince. I bid you luck."
Suddenly everything flashed white and he was back in his limo, the black leather
soft and yielding beneath him. Usagi soft and yield on top of him and even after all he'd
been through he hardened immediately at the feel of her silky thighs clenching around him.
His hand continued down her breast, savoring the delicious curve while imagining her
without her damn jacket.
"Mamoru?" Her voice sounded shaky though for some reason he didn't think it was
entirely out of desire.
"Hmm?" He asked as he leaned forward to kiss the delicate column of her neck.
"Does the name Mariner mean anything to you?"
*BIG HUGE NOTE*
Ok people don't make any judgements about the story because this chapter is tied closely with the next. i should have updated them both together but the file was so long as it was that i figured i should just wait. anyway a few things:
1. This is not like MarshAngel's Touch. Serenity's fiance isn't a big part in this story and nooo he is not Jason. It's more she was going to be engaged to someone so she couldn't be with endy anymore.
2. Ok people don't cry because this isn't a strictly au story anymore. I originally intended it to be but didn't like where it was going. I am not, repeat NOT going to have the other senshi in here beyond a brief mention, no battles or enemies. this is about mamoru and usagi. Sailor moon will not make an appearance either so don't worry this will not get all weird.
3. Usagi and Mamoru didn't know each other when they were young. you find that out next chapter but since everyone is hyperventilating about it i thought i would just tell you now.
4. This whole Serenity and Endymoin thing is to explain why Mamoru wants Usagi so bad.
So pleeeaaase reserve judgement until chapter 6, i'll try to have it out soon but i am working on another piece that i had a sudden idea for. i seem to like to write sensual/ heated scenes that aren't quite hentai and that's what next chapter is all about. So this is still mainly AU, no mysterious visits from the long dead queen ok? breathe easy one and all :)
so so what do you think? Remember i live off feedback. next chapter has a major scene between usagi and mamoru...what happens when Mamoru remembers their final parting and Serenity's rejection of him as Endymoin and how will he deal with it now?
p.s. work on lady moon hit a snag but the next chapter is coming out soon along with another work i'm starting. keep watching!