Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Lost In Your Eyes ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

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Title: Lost In Your Eyes
Author: Alyndrya
Email: princessdestinydestinysgateway.com
URL: http://www.destinysgateway.com
Couple: Usagi And Mamoru
Rating: NC 17+
Summary: 'One Hour Challenge' #439: Response Fanfic. Mamoru so utterly infatuated with Sailor Moon that when he seems to spot her in a dark alley he kisses her. To his complete shock and horror, the person turns out to be his worst enemy Usagi! And to make things even worse, he's convinced that she's a Dark Kingdom spy and he's forced to hold her hostage until she confesses!
Chapters: 1/7
Status: Unfinished
Year Completed: N/A

Comments: Hi everyone! Okay, this is not the Fanfic I was going to post with this Challenge. Unfortunately, the other one, my first Regency Fanfic, isn't going well. The language is difficult and I'm trying to get through it all. Not much emerged, I can tell you! But I'm not one to not write a Fanfic just because I have the flu bad! Bwahahahaha! Let's consider this a 'Mamoru-bashing' Fanfic; since I mostly write 'Usagi-bashing'...at least, I think so. *Grins*

And umm yes, you saw right with the rating. It's a lemon! My first completed lemon! Let's give me a big round of applause for this feat. O.o I've tried before and never quite got there. So I really hope you guys like it.

Here are three very long Chapters. Oh and this was suposed to be a one-shot, but I once again failed! Gah!

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LOST IN YOUR EYES

By Alyndrya

[ princessdestiny@destinysgateway.com ]

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Chapter One

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He was obsessed!

Mamoru's head sank into his hands, disgust filling him. He was sitting in the hot July sun on a bench across the road from Motoki's Arcade. His black shirt was already starting to stick to his chest with sweat and it was absolutely sweltering weather. His dark hair was also starting to get rather uncomfortable, despite the short cut.

There had been a battle about twenty minutes ago and he'd done his usual duty before walking back to the Arcade and his probably ice-cold coffee. Mamoru had no urge to return there however. The battle had just made his emotions go more out of control; to feel Sailor Moon's warm soft body held against his chest as he rescued her.

Pure hell; yet pure heaven.

He sighed and eyed the Arcade longingly, wanting only to go back into the cool air-conditioned room and have a nice cold drink. But Mamoru couldn't do that, because he had a big problem on his mind and it would take his best friend precisely three seconds to divine that. The last thing the handsome upper-classman could handle right then was a grilling from Motoki.

Mamoru stared through his hands to the sidewalk, hearing people milling all around him. Despite the heat, it was the shopping district and people were out in force. There was always ice-cream or cold drinks, after all, if they got too hot.

His head rose from his palms and his dark blue eyes were rather self-pitying. "I'm totally, and utterly obsessed with Sailor Moon," he said morosely. With her long beautiful silky hair, her amazingly-long legs and short skirts that sent him wild and those baby-blue eyes that seemed to see right into his soul. Every time he got near her, he wanted to take her into his arms and kiss her senseless; and the other Senshi be damned!

Mamoru was getting to the stage that he was going to suit action to words, even if it meant devouring her sweet little pink mouth with his right in front of them.

"Okay, I have to deal with this," He muttered, shaking his head. He wasn't some young...horn...dog. Oh good lord, he was! He had the hots for the Sailor Suited Heroine of Tokyo in a big way. "I am so pathetic." Mamoru moaned, rolling his eyes skywards. "I should just tell her how I feel..."

Yeah right, like that would work! 'Sailor Moon, I am lusting after you in a totally-scary manner and I want to get under your skirt every time I see you in battle?' She'd run away screaming!

So-maybe he was going about it the wrong way. Maybe he could romance her and they'd get together eventually...in every sense. But the dark-haired man wanted her desperately. To kiss her, touch her, caress her intimately. "Maybe I can just kiss her the next time I see her and see how she reacts?" Mamoru wondered aloud, frowning in thought.

Sailor Moon was younger than him, he knew. But perhaps she wouldn't be averse to having a relationship with the dashing guy in a tuxedo who rescued her at every battle?

His blue eyes moved around the street restlessly, not really looking. He felt on edge, frustrated. Why would Sailor Moon want him? He was nobody; an orphan. But she wouldn't hold that against him, would she? The blonde had shown that she was a very kind-hearted person with every action he'd witnessed. Far less ruthless than himself in the quest for the Rainbow Crystals.

And then there was the Princess.

He sighed deeply and leant back further into the seat. Someone sat next to him, but he didn't even bother to look.

Mamoru's mind was full of questions and longings that he needed to fulfill. Who was the mysterious girl who haunted his dreams? To his consternation, his precious Princess was beginning to move to the back of his mind. It was a certain Senshi that now filled all his waking thoughts and even some of his dreams.

As his eyes swung along the front of Motoki's place, he saw something familiar drop into the dark alley next to it. Sitting up abruptly, Mamoru's eyes narrowed in disbelief. He'd seen long blonde hair and a short blue skirt! And who else could it be, since it was a blind alley and he'd seen no girl enter it?

"Sailor Moon!" He gasped under his breath, heart beginning to thump harder in his chest. Had his thoughts conjured her up? He practically ran across the street, almost colliding with a car and knocking over several people in his haste. Stopping right outside the alley, he peered in. To his astonishment and delight, he saw a flash of long hair again as the person paced. No one had hair that long and in that hairstyle!

Mamoru's lips firmed and he strode into the darkened alley, eyes adjusting slightly as he moved towards Sailor Moon with purpose. She turned as he reached her, gasping. But before she could say a word, his arms were reaching for her and he pulled a warm body into his arms. "Forgive me. I have to do this," He whispered against her lips, feeling her tremble in his embrace.

His lips closed over her quivering ones, moving over them gently at first and then with more firmness when she didn't struggle. His senses filled with the familiar scent of lavender; he pressed a hand against her lower back, holding her tight against the length of his body.

They both moaned at the same time from the contact and Mamoru felt a feeling of overwhelming desire and possession fill him. His tongue ran along her bottom lip, asking for entrance and she hesitantly opened her mouth. Their tongues touched and he couldn't help it when his kiss abruptly turned into a hard, passionate one. The dark-haired man wanted to possess her utterly, brand her as his own.

His hand slid down her lower back to her backside and he pressed into the soft flesh lightly, earning a surprised groan from her mouth. Made bold by her equally eager responses to his lips devouring hers, Mamoru's hand cupped her behind and he lifted her up closer to his aching groin.

A startled squeak came from Sailor Moon's mouth as she felt how aroused he was and he smiled against her lips. This was something he'd wanted to do for so long now and he finally had her in his arms!

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Usagi was melting, overwhelmed by the feeling of this stranger kissing her. She knew she should have screamed or something when he first grabbed her. Kneed him in the crutch when he kissed her so boldly, as if he wanted to devour her. And she definitely knew that she should have pulled back and punched him when he pressed her so intimately against his body.

She was only fifteen, going on sixteen, but she wasn't as innocent as everyone thought. She knew exactly what this man was feeling for her and what he was doing when he raised her up on her tippy-toes to grind her into the front of his pants.

It was all so shocking, thrilling and exciting. She was afraid of him, yes, because she didn't know how far this stranger would go...but she wanted this badly. It was her first kiss and it was absolutely perfect. Even if she had no idea who's lips were so hot and insistent against hers.

Usagi moaned into his mouth as he moved his erection against the the apex of her thighs, a burning feeling of excitement spiraling in the base of her stomach and between her legs. She couldn't fight the feelings she was experiencing. Her mind felt so clouded with this that she could barely think-but it had to stop before he went too far!

Murmuring incoherently against the forceful, yet erotic kiss, she pulled back.

It was then that she saw who was holding her in their embrace as if they would never let her go.

Chiba Mamoru!

Stupefaction filled her and she couldn't say a word, still held intimately against his body, a hand cupping her backside and the other about her shoulders.

Mamoru looked down at his precious burden and almost had a heart-attack.

Tsukino Usagi!

And his hands were holding her in the most embarrassing places. Fuck! How the hell had this happened?! Where was Sailor Moon?

Slowly, he lowered her to the ground and carefully removed his warm hand from her backside, then around her slender frame. Mamoru stepped back a few paces and just stared in utter disbelief.

Usagi stared back with mouth open, not knowing what on earth to say. They were worst enemies and yet they'd just been involved in a stunningly-heated embrace bordering on down-right lust! What on earth had Mamoru been thinking to kiss her?

"I-I-" She stammered, licking her dry lips. There had to be a way out of this! Oh, she'd never be able to face him again! The blonde's cheeks went slowly red, her eyes wild.

"Ah," Mamoru attempted to speak, but he was in shell-shock. How had he mistaken Usagi for Sailor Moon? And good god, how was he ever going to meet her again and not remember this absolute disaster. He'd kissed Usagi. Usagi! Like there was no tomorrow. Like a man starving for a bone. He groaned and slapped his head.

The small blonde girl watched him and nibbled absently on the end of her fingernail; a habit she had when she was nervous. Her eyes flittered over him, noting his black t-shirt and blue jeans. She'd actually never seen Mamoru dressed so casually. And it suited him. Blue eyes moved over him and settled on the front of his pants. She flushed brighter and jerked her gaze away.

"Oh god." Usagi moaned in mortification, remembering just what they'd just been doing. This was not happening!

"Usagi..." Mamoru managed, trying to get past his utter shock, embarrassment and latent desire. Despite having found out just who he'd just been kissing, his traitorous body was still strung tight like a bow. He was sure the front of his jeans was tented and it was rather humiliating.

Usagi must be laughing at him behind that dumbfounded look she was giving him. Her face was as red as a tomato, so she was obviously feeing the same embarrassment he was. The question was, why had she let him kiss her? Mamoru's mouth dropped open. Had she not known who had ambushed her and kissed her so hungrily?

Damn, there had to be a way out of this-and explanation that sounded plausible that would keep his secret about Sailor Moon. If the Odango Atama found out just who he thought he'd been kissing, she'd laugh in his face and make the rest of his existence a living hell. His blue eyes narrowed at her and he fairly growled his next words. "What the hell were you doing in this alley?"

That's right, sound angry even though it was his fault! It would put her off-guard.

"What?" She gaped at him for a moment, and then her eyes narrowed in anger also. "Excuse me, but who just attacked me like some pervert and kissed-"

"Pervert?" He almost roared at her, emotions in overdrive. Okay, so this was familiar ground they were on with an argument, but the insults were just too much. "I didn't see you protesting." Mamoru said softly, expression sly.

Usagi flushed again, but refused to look away. He'd been the one to ravish her. What did he mean by turning on her like some caveman? "I didn't have the chance, you jerk! You wouldn't let me go!"

"Well don't flatter yourself," He taunted, crossing his arms and looking superior. "It wasn't you I was kissing."

"Excuse me?!" The blonde yelled, putting her hands on her hips. "I don't see anyone else around here, getting frenched!"

"Where did you learn that?" Mamoru's blue eyes blazed. "You're much too young-" He stopped abruptly as he remembered just what he'd been doing to this girl. If she hadn't been familiar with french kissing before, she was now! He groaned and closed his eyes, desperately trying to think of a way to salvage the situation.

"I watch TV you know," She told him sarcastically, throwing herself right into battle. If she argued, she could forget the feeling of his hands on her, lips hot and demanding.

A flush started up over her breasts and her neck, but if wasn't from embarrassment. For a moment, she could still feel him moving against her, a burning feeling of deliciousness between her legs and lower belly. Oh god, but had it felt so damned good. She'd never felt anything like it in her life and hadn't even thought it would feel this way in her wildest imagination... But why did it have to be Mamoru?! It was supposed to be Tuxedo Kamen who did this with her. Mamoru had stolen her innocence in five minutes!

Mamoru was about to retort when he saw the interesting color suffuse her neck and the top of her breasts that he could see over her shirt. Odango was wearing a tight pink top with a low neckline and one of her usual mini-skirts. No wonder he'd thought it was Sailor Moon. A flash of blonde hair and the blue skirt-damn, how so stupid and simple.

He looked into her eyes, about to apologise when he saw how dark and glazed their depths were, her lips parted. She was...remembering.

Heat filled him and he suddenly felt an urge to take her back into his arms. Despite being who she was, it had felt just so damned good to kiss her and touch her. He'd wanted much more, but Usagi had broken away before he could do anything serious. Er-more serious than the mental damage he'd probably already inflicted on her innocent mind. Mamoru winced.

The Odango Atama had very nearly ended up against a wall with her skirt up and he-

Mamoru cursed roundly and glared at the blonde. It was all her fault for looking like Sailor Moon!

Usagi could not have looked more poleaxed if someone had just announced that she was Queen of the Universe. She had the hots for Mamoru! "Why did you just kiss me?!" She managed to get out in a faint voice. Suddenly, the enemy she enjoyed sparing with verbally had become extremely male to her. And she wasn't even interested in him as a potential boyfriend! This was Chiba Mamoru, the jerk.

But boy, did he kiss good! Her blue eyes glazed over again in memory. She just couldn't seem to help it; it had been her first kiss after all!

Mamoru on the other hand, was having mixed feelings. Shock had come first, then horror, then a strange feeling of being disconnected to himself. And finally, come surprise that he'd actually enjoyed it! He'd enjoyed kissing and caressing the little Odango.

Well, there was only one way to stop this right now. Mamoru had to tell part of the truth, get out of that alley before he was tempted by the brat, and try to evade her for a month or so. "Sorry, I thought you were someone else." He muttered in a stilted tone, unsure of how to handle the situation. He had just kissed the little blonde brat that was the thorn in his side.

However...the kiss had been amazing. It had brought forth feelings of attraction that he'd never felt for anyone but Sailor Moon. It had been her that he thought he'd been kissing in the first place. How could he have bungled this up so much and why the hell hadn't he tried to curb his lust for the Heroine earlier? Look what had happened when he'd been thinking to the point of obsession. If he'd been totally out of control, Usagi would have been in some danger-from himself.

As he looked at her hectically-flushing face and embarrassed eyes, he was seeing her as if for the first time. Usagi was actually very pretty. Her long blonde hair was hanging in silken strands, bangs around her forehead in a heart shape. She was also really well-endowed for her age.

Mamoru frowned in thought; just how old was she? Good god, he'd just made out with a minor. He stared at her aghast.

"Someone else?" Usagi stammered out in disbelief from his answer. She took a step back from him, eyeing him warily. She was trying to summon a distressed state, but was failing sadly. She was angry and confused and feeling the remnants of attraction. It did not make for a good cocktail and Mamoru was going to bear the consequences! "Were you meeting someone in this alley, Mamoru?" She demanded, crossing her arms.

She looked so damned self-righteous that Mamoru longed to put her down a peg. Who was she to get all high and mighty? This was Odango Atama and what if he'd slipped up and made a mistake? It wasn't as if Usagi had been biting and screaming to get loose. "And what if I was?" He answered rather sardonically. "It was stupid of you to be wandering around in here anyway." He added as an after-thought, wondering exactly what she had been doing in there. He could have sworn that he'd not seen anyone go into that alley.

The dark-haired man looked about, taking in the small alley, lined high with bricks from the tall buildings above. It was pretty dark, which had been what had given him the wrong impression about just who had been in there in the first place. Apart from some huge garbage dumps and possibly rats, there was nothing there that could possibly explain the presence of Usagi.

"Oh yeah? Well I could say the same of you." Usagi stuck her nose in the air, eyes haughty. This was more like it; their normal behavior. Hopefully they could fight, and then she could escape and evade him for the next decade while she got over this disturbing encounter.

Mamoru blinked at her, perplexed. The girl was being awfully defensive. All she had to say was perhaps; she'd slipped in there to avoid the unbearable heat of the sun. He'd thought about it himself earlier.

He was unexpectedly chagrinned. Oh damn, what if that's exactly what Usagi had been doing? Getting out of the heat!

And he'd pounced on her like some pervert. Just great.

The blonde stared at Mamoru's sour expression with some interest, anger leaving her. Had he been in the alley in order to meet some girl? And he'd mistaken her for someone else? She frowned delicately. "I'm sorry; I didn't know you were meeting anyone in here." She apologized with fresh mortification, scuffing a foot.

A fresh thought hit her and she stared at him in some horror. Good lord, had he seen her de-transform from Sailor Moon? She'd used this alley a lot in the past to change back into Usagi. Had Mamoru seen her?! Fingers twisted together as she looked at him, fear filling her. "No, he couldn't have seen." She whispered to herself, relaxing slightly. There was no way Mamoru had discovered she was Sailor Moon when all he was going on about was their illicit rendezvous.

One moment she'd been de-transforming, the next she had been kissed ruthlessly.

Suddenly, she wanted to be out of there urgently, leaving behind this incident and trying to forget. This guy was not a friend, though she wouldn't exactly call him an acquaintance-especially now. Usagi smiled wryly.

Her cheeks flushed again and she couldn't look at him. After that very... Damn, she couldn't even think of a word to describe the kiss! Passionate? Heated? Bone-melting. Totally and utterly lustful? "I uh, have to go now," Usagi met his dark blue eyes briefly, seeing an echo of her emotions in their depths. Apparently Mamoru was suffering from the same dilemma as her. He also didn't know what to do about it.

"Right," Mamoru nodded at her in agreement, wanting to be as far away from her and this incident as possible. It was just a horrible mistake of identity. He would be able to kiss his girl in the future sometime. After all, Usagi would also be kissed by men in the future and possibly had a boyfriend already. Yes, this was nothing they couldn't both forget.

However, a part of him wanted to know why it had been like that. Why he had enjoyed the kiss. No, enjoy was too mild a word. He had fallen upon her like a starving man. Kissing her lips over and over and melding his tongue with her. His hands moving over her body, pressing and writhing...

Was it because he had thought her Sailor Moon? Mamoru had not had much experience with kissing; having had as many dates as he could count on one had...but was it really possible to enjoy a kiss just because you thought it was someone else?

"Umm," Usagi moved a little closer to her nemesis, drawn by the perplexed look in his eyes. He was thinking something deep by the look of it. "Mamoru?" She enquired in a small voice, hoping she wasn't making a mistake. But she just had to know something. She had to know who he'd wanted to kiss like that. The blonde had never experienced anything like it and wondered if all kisses were that way.

"Yeah?" The tall handsome man responded, curious that she hadn't run for the hills by then. Instead, he saw that she seemed bewildered. No doubt she'd been trying to work it all out. He highly doubted that she'd ever been kissed like that before.

"How do we act now?" Usagi asked him shyly, looking up at him from under her lashes. Things wouldn't exactly be normal and how the heck was she supposed not to remember and blush every time they met?

Mamoru stared at her in surprise. Act? After that kiss-boy were things going to be awkward between them now. "I'm sure after a while, we'll just fall back into our old routine. Forget it ever happened." He spoke calmly, unconsciously trying to sooth her fears.

She looked up at him doubtfully. Forget it ever happened? Her first kiss, which had blow her socks off? She made a face. "Sure, sure. Like old times, jerk," The blonde tried out the insult, but somehow it came out rather lame.

"Right, Odango Atama," The upper-classman murmured, also noticing the lack of usual bite in their tones.

They stared at each other for a long moment.

"Can I ask-" She began again carefully, not understanding Why she wanted to even know. She straightened, an obstinate look in her eyes. "Who were you meeting here?"

His dark brows rose in astonishment at her bold question. Was this really the same Usagi who always yelled at him, but was excessively childish and klutzy at all times? Maybe Odango felt easier around him now that they'd been so intimate.

It was almost like a stranger taking her place. Her shoulders were back, her face curious, yet determined. It reminded him of someone...

"I wasn't waiting for anyone," He answered shortly, eyes defensive. He sighed as he saw her eyes become surprised.

"You knew it was me?" Usagi squeaked in complete shock a split-second later. It couldn't be. Mamoru would never kiss her, even if he was paid and she felt the exact same way.

"No!" Mamoru almost shouted; he glared at the girl. "Why the hell would I want to kiss you?" Maybe he should just tell her who he'd thought she was and be over with it all. Tell her he'd thought she was Sailor Moon, then turn around and leave. The upper-classman wasn't entirely sure why he was still there talking to her. He had brooding to do over another blonde who haunted his life!

The small girl flinched, and then glared back. She looked very fierce, but at the same time, upset. "And why the hell would I want to kiss you?" Usagi frowned at him even blacker. "You took my first kiss, you creep!" What was even more upsetting was the fact that she'd just remembered that little detail.

This, more than anything, upset her a great deal. Her first kiss was supposed to be special; shared with the one she loved.

Mamoru's anger deflated and he felt like the jerk she'd called him. Her first kiss; damn it! A First Kiss was very special to a girl, he knew. He had been friends with a girl at the Orphanage who had explained this to him when he was very young. A first kiss was treasured and meant to be given to someone who cared for them; loved them.

Reika had also told him about her first kiss-and it had been with Motoki. Given their age, that had been some miraculous feat. She'd saved herself that long for the right man to come along.

"Oh damn, Usagi," He swore, looking at her face awkwardly. He ran a hand through his dark hair in a distracted manner. "I'm so sorry for taking that from you." In his obsession with Sailor Moon, he'd stolen something infinitely special to a young girl. He was such a bastard!

Usagi couldn't have been more surprised if he'd proposed marriage! Her jaw dropped. "You-you are?" She said disbelievingly.

He understood about the First Kiss? No way! This was not something a male understood. It was something only females talked about and dreamed of and held tightly as a cherished thing.

But what on earth was she supposed to say? She blinked at him, and then blushed. "Well, okay then. Just don't do it again," She uttered with equal awkwardness. What a mild thing to have said to such a-a...heated, wonderful, exciting thing.

Her words struck them at the same time and they both laughed at the ridiculousness of it all.

"I got kissed by my worst enemy!" Usagi giggled at him, eyes bright. "And you thought I was someone else!"

"It was a mistake you know," He said humorously, glad to see that she wasn't going to bash his head in for kissing her when it should have been someone else.

"I'll say!" She grinned, suddenly all their uncertainty faded away. They could forget this. It had been a strange mistake and wouldn't ever happen again. They could put this all behind them with no trouble and probably even go back to their teasing ways.

What had he ever been worried about? Usagi was obviously a lot more mature than he'd given her credit for; another girl of her age would most probably have been in strong hysterics after being kissed that way.

They smiled at each other, teasing a little more back and forth until they both felt more comfortable.

"Mamoru?" Usagi asked abruptly, so curious that she couldn't hold back her question anymore. She just had to know who he thought he'd been kissing. It was positively nagging her! Who had Mamoru meant to kiss? "Who did you think I was?"

Mamoru's grin faded away and he looked at her hard. "Why?" Why the hell did she want to know, after they'd just both tried to smooth it all over?

"I just wondered," She whispered, looking away. The recollection of his kiss rose before her and she remembered the feeling of his lips moving over hers with such fervor. "Your kiss-" She broke off, not knowing how to continue. That kiss had been something someone of her age should never have encountered. Well, she was almost sixteen, but still...

The blonde really had no experience with kisses, but his had seemed to hold so much longing and emotion. As if he'd finally been able to have something he'd been desperate to obtain. And once he'd gotten his hands on it, he'd attacked it with a frightening hunger and desire.

The handsome man looked at her, frowning darkly and wondering if she was making fun of him. He had not kissed that many girls and so had no idea if Usagi had even enjoyed it. After all, it had been a very adult kiss. And not just a kiss really. His memory of how soft her backside had felt filled his mind. Her wet, hot lips, his erection rubbing against her crotch. Mamoru had fairly attacked her out of lust for someone else.

Chiba Mamoru was utterly depraved. It was official! He had been so obsessed and possessed by Sailor Moon that he'd jumped on the first blonde girl who'd resembled her. Thank god it had been his worst enemy, who despite hating his guts, would never report him to the police.

The recollection of the kiss rose up again and his eyes became concentrated. No, he was wrong. It hadn't been an attack really. Usagi had responded just as eagerly to his embrace, even if she denied it. Though she had stiffened at first, she had melted into his arms soon enough and responded. Responded very enthusiastically at that. His eyes went dark.

Would he hurt her feelings if he told her who he'd imagined he was really kissing? As the man looked down at her wary face, he remembered that this girl was his enemy. A little brat who bugged him at every turn. The Odango Atama. "I thought you were Sailor Moon," Mamoru told her carelessly.

Usagi gawked at him in disbelief. Mamoru had thought he was kissing Sailor Moon?! And the irony was that he had. "You-you thought I was her?" She spluttered out, still thunderstruck. Had he seen her leap down into the alley after all? Her eyes went wider. He must have seen her and with the intent to kiss her, had gone into the alley. Thank god he hadn't connected the two girls or she'd have been in deep trouble.

Blue eyes narrowed in anger. And why on earth would Mamoru think that he could just kiss Sailor Moon anyway? "I really doubt that she'd let you." She spat, suddenly infuriated, hurt and humiliated. He'd kissed her like that thinking she was the Super heroine? Someone who was in fact, herself. The extreme incongruity of it had not escaped her.

So Mamoru had spotted her in the alley before she de-transformed and dashed inside to maul her? She was so insulted she could have slapped his smug face.

Mamoru WAS feeling smug! He'd discomposed the girl and she looked hideously embarrassed to have been mistaken for the beautiful Super heroine, Sailor Moon. He couldn't blame her.

Usagi had in turn become very pale and then red in the face, several emotions chasing themselves across her face. At last fury replaced it all. "You complete bastard!" She yelled at him, moving forward a few steps to smack him in the chest.

Mamoru chuckled at her behavior, brushing her hand from his chest as if she'd been an irritating bug. "Calm down, Odango. I know this must be embarrassing for you, being mistaken for her, but no harm done. After all, she's a beautiful girl and you're well...you."

No harm done? She was just her?! A red haze that she had only felt in battle filled her eyes. He was the devil himself! How dare he laugh at her like that, mocking her? And come to that, how dare kiss and touch her that obscenely?! "I'll give you embarrassed, you bastard!" She blazed.

Usagi had promised the other Senshi faithfully that she would never use her increased strength or speed or anything else that had heightened their senses when they had become the Sailor Senshi. It had not been very long before they'd discovered that they actually retained some of that power even when untransformed.

But this was just the end of her tether!

Arm swinging back, she punched Mamoru solidly on the jaw. To her immense satisfaction, his expression of shock as he flew back, was balm to her injury.

To Be Continued...

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The next Chapter will be out tomorrow. I'm going to try and finish the last Chapter of this Seven Chapter Fanfic tonight. Yay! My second ever completed soirée into lemon-dom! *Giggles*

This Fanfic was a Challenge from the 'One Hour List'. What you do is pick a Challenge-which is posted daily by me-then a 'Couple' from the 'Destiny's Gateway Romance Fanfiction Archives', then you have an hour to write as much Fanfic as you can!:

'Destiny's Gateway Archives': http://www.destinysgateway.com

*Grin* In this case, the 'Couple' I chose was 'Usagi And Mamoru'. Here's URL to join the 'One Hour Challenge List'!:

'One Hour Challenge List': http://lists.topica.com/lists/dga_one_hour_challenges/

Hugs,
Alyndrya

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The One Hour Challenge List: http://lists.topica.com/lists/dga_one_hour_challenges/

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