Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Of Heaven and Hell ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )
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By: Ryo Angel 
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Supernatural / Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.25.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 253 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Supernatural / Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.25.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 253 | Status: Completed
Of Heaven and Hell
Ryo Angel
R
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My FIRST beta read fic! Special thanks to Mita Shah.
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"Motoki!" She entered the arcade with Ami and Rei, tugging them to the
counter. "I want you to meet Rei. She's a priestess from the Sakura Temple."
She smiled happily.
Ami sat down next to Usako, the side furthest from me. Rei didn't bother, she
just plopped down next to me.
"Hey, Odango," I greeted her, "Not even going to say hi?" I smirked when her
eyes blazed.
"Yeah Usagi, aren't you going to introduce us?" Rei gave me a flirtious
smile. She much too young for me - much, much too young. Not to mention
what Celine would do to me...
"My name is Chiba Mamoru, my dear lady." I stood and bowed slightly,
taking her hand and made a show of kissing it. My eyes twinkled when I
looked into my Usako's own narrowed ones.
Motoki chose that moment to appear with the drinks. "Okay, chocolate for
Usagi, orange Soda for Ami, and Lemon Lime for Rei." He set each glass in
front of the girls. "Anything else?"
"Are you offering to pay?" Usagi turned her attentions from me to Motoki.
"You'll probably eat him out of house and home, Odango!" I laughed, sitting
back down in my chair. I took a sip from the cup of chocolate. I found it sweet;
it warmed me like the wines of life.
She gave me a dark glare. "I can't believe I actually thought you were nice!"
"But I am, Odango." I toasted her with my cup, "Always." As I was about to
take a sip, I failed to notice her come up to me and kick me in the shin. The
cup flew into the air, merely because I willed it so. As if she could ever hurt
me! Unfortunately, the cup, and all its contents, landed on innocent Ami.
The four of use turned to stare at her and she looked at us with a small smile
as the chocolate dripped down her azure hair. "Omigod, Ami!" Usagi rushed
to her, "Are you all right?" She whipped around and glared at me, "Look what
you did!"
"What I did?" I sputtered. "Who was it that kicked me?"
"Children, children," Motoki chastised, the twinkle in his eyes betraying his
amusement. "Usagi, why don't you take Ami to the washroom and try and get
all the sugar out before it sets and become sticky."
"Good idea!" Rei jumped up, "I'll go help." She scampered after the two.
I knew the Princess of Mars well enough to know that something's up. I bent
down to rub my supposed hurt shin.
"You shouldn't antagonize her, you know." Motoki pointed out helpfully. Note
my sarcasm.
I muttered something inaudible. It was gibberish really, but to his ear, it
sounded like denial. Sure enough...
"Denial is not only a river in Egypt, you know." I let out a warning growl as I
sat up straight, but he was already in the kitchen, off to wash some dishes
most likely. I was weary of this. The beginnings of Malicate had already
shown... I decided to visit him. Of all the generals sent to guard my 'beloved'
brother, he was the one with the most heart. Perhaps it was because he was
the one that was fused with the most pure souls.
"Milord," he bowed as I entered through the shadows. He had been looking at
the stars again, as always. I acknowledged him and strode forward to look at
a particular cluster of stars.
"So you are Beryl's favorite now." I stated the half-question. He snorted,
while trailing one finger down the alignments and zooming up closer. He had
some nerve to show such disrespect, and I voiced my disapproval.
He bowed again, but his voice was dry and sincere, "Forgive me, milord, but
you and I both know that 'Queen'" he spat, "Beryl is nothing more than a pawn."
My face was like a void, emotionless, but my eyes showed my humor. "But
she is still your queen." I pointed out, stressing that she was HIS queen.
He shook his head, "I serve the Prince Endymion," He told me pointedly,
"And none other."
"Prince Endymion?" I questioned. I had heard of him. He was rumored to
have been destined to be with the moon princess, but when Beryl attacked,
she had wanted him to be her lover. He had refused, died in the good fight,
causing the object of his affections to commit suicide just to be with him. But,
if my half-brother was suppose to be with her, how... I frowned, resolved to
pay a visit to my half-brother. After all, we are siblings. The thought sent a jolt
down to my groin and I suppressed a moan.
Malichite looked at me, "Beryl may issue commands to me now, but the
Prince Endymion shall return." His gaze was unreadable, as mysterious as
the stars.
"Do you talk treason?" I asked him quietly.
"No, milord." He lowered his head, "Never treason."
I frowned as I left him, and began back into the seven dungeons of Hell where
my half-brother lies. There was a secret to be unraveled; I smiled, I do love a
good secret.
"What do you want?" He asked me bitterly. After all these years, his spirit
still hasn't broken. Good.
"Tsk tsk tsk." I clucked, as I walkedto where my brother slumped. The chains
that bound him gave him enough freedom to move about in his cell, but yet
he insisted on staying at that rat-infested corner. I knelt down beside him and
lifted his strong chin so I could look him in the eyes. He has beautiful eyes,
they reminded me of the setting sun, a blend of reds and yellows, with gold
flecks scattered around. I smirked, "Is that any way to talk to your lover?"
He tensed and with an enraged yell, he pounced onto me, and pinned me
under his body. Laughing aloud, I relaxed, loving the feel of his body above
mine, "Always knew you were into bondage," I told him, as I slammed him
down onto his back. I looked at his furious pale face and smiled tenderly. He
truly was exquisite.
I pinned his arms together with one hand and straddled his waist, letting him
feel my arousal. "What is it that makes me want you so much?" I asked him,
tracing his pale cheek with one hand admiringly before I crushed my lips to
his tightly clenched mouth. "Ugh!" I pulled away as he bit down on me hard
enough to draw blood, but that only added to my lust. As I tasted my blood
along with the taste that was uniquely his, I growled and grinded myself
against him. I wanted very much to flip him over and bury myself into his
warm center.
"You fucking bastard!" He spat at me, his body writhed beneath me,
struggling to get free, rubbing against my arousal all the more.
I laughed loudly as I leaned in. "I'm sure your little bunny will be happy to
take your place."
He stopped his struggling and looked up at me. He knew all about the Usako.
After all, he was destined to be with her all through his life. His spirit calls to
out to her. The thought of it made me angry, but no matter, I was free,
whereas he was ] not. "What do you want from me?" He asked me hoarsely.
"Love, my dear brother, love." I whispered to him as I nuzzled his soft black
hair. I released his arms and stood, unbuckling my belt. Releasing my
arousal, I beckoned to him. His eyes were hard and disbelieving, but for the
sake of his destined, he did well to please me. My eyes rolled upwards as I
felt the warmth of his mouth take me in for the first time. All through his
administrations, all I thought of was my Usako doing the same. Thrusting
slightly, I emptied my cold seed in him and crying out my Usako's name.
Soon, little one. Soon...
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Okay, before you guys start with the hate mail, let's just say, this is not rated
R for nothing. I didn't want to do this, I didn't INTEND to do this... but once I
got going, well, here it is! ^^;;
Originally, I wanted to write in some elaborate sexual act that the fake Mamoru
did to the real one, but I doubt you guys would appreciate it, so I tone it down
a bit. For now.
Just to let you know in advace, this story will gradually slide into some really
morbid and taboo subjects, not that it hasn't already. ie. Incest, self-inflicted
pain, depression, etc. etc.
If you don't feel comfortable with this fic, don't read it.
Got questions about the story? Leave a review! I'll try to clarify in my next
chapter.
Ryo Angel
R
====================================================== ======
My FIRST beta read fic! Special thanks to Mita Shah.
============================================================
"Motoki!" She entered the arcade with Ami and Rei, tugging them to the
counter. "I want you to meet Rei. She's a priestess from the Sakura Temple."
She smiled happily.
Ami sat down next to Usako, the side furthest from me. Rei didn't bother, she
just plopped down next to me.
"Hey, Odango," I greeted her, "Not even going to say hi?" I smirked when her
eyes blazed.
"Yeah Usagi, aren't you going to introduce us?" Rei gave me a flirtious
smile. She much too young for me - much, much too young. Not to mention
what Celine would do to me...
"My name is Chiba Mamoru, my dear lady." I stood and bowed slightly,
taking her hand and made a show of kissing it. My eyes twinkled when I
looked into my Usako's own narrowed ones.
Motoki chose that moment to appear with the drinks. "Okay, chocolate for
Usagi, orange Soda for Ami, and Lemon Lime for Rei." He set each glass in
front of the girls. "Anything else?"
"Are you offering to pay?" Usagi turned her attentions from me to Motoki.
"You'll probably eat him out of house and home, Odango!" I laughed, sitting
back down in my chair. I took a sip from the cup of chocolate. I found it sweet;
it warmed me like the wines of life.
She gave me a dark glare. "I can't believe I actually thought you were nice!"
"But I am, Odango." I toasted her with my cup, "Always." As I was about to
take a sip, I failed to notice her come up to me and kick me in the shin. The
cup flew into the air, merely because I willed it so. As if she could ever hurt
me! Unfortunately, the cup, and all its contents, landed on innocent Ami.
The four of use turned to stare at her and she looked at us with a small smile
as the chocolate dripped down her azure hair. "Omigod, Ami!" Usagi rushed
to her, "Are you all right?" She whipped around and glared at me, "Look what
you did!"
"What I did?" I sputtered. "Who was it that kicked me?"
"Children, children," Motoki chastised, the twinkle in his eyes betraying his
amusement. "Usagi, why don't you take Ami to the washroom and try and get
all the sugar out before it sets and become sticky."
"Good idea!" Rei jumped up, "I'll go help." She scampered after the two.
I knew the Princess of Mars well enough to know that something's up. I bent
down to rub my supposed hurt shin.
"You shouldn't antagonize her, you know." Motoki pointed out helpfully. Note
my sarcasm.
I muttered something inaudible. It was gibberish really, but to his ear, it
sounded like denial. Sure enough...
"Denial is not only a river in Egypt, you know." I let out a warning growl as I
sat up straight, but he was already in the kitchen, off to wash some dishes
most likely. I was weary of this. The beginnings of Malicate had already
shown... I decided to visit him. Of all the generals sent to guard my 'beloved'
brother, he was the one with the most heart. Perhaps it was because he was
the one that was fused with the most pure souls.
"Milord," he bowed as I entered through the shadows. He had been looking at
the stars again, as always. I acknowledged him and strode forward to look at
a particular cluster of stars.
"So you are Beryl's favorite now." I stated the half-question. He snorted,
while trailing one finger down the alignments and zooming up closer. He had
some nerve to show such disrespect, and I voiced my disapproval.
He bowed again, but his voice was dry and sincere, "Forgive me, milord, but
you and I both know that 'Queen'" he spat, "Beryl is nothing more than a pawn."
My face was like a void, emotionless, but my eyes showed my humor. "But
she is still your queen." I pointed out, stressing that she was HIS queen.
He shook his head, "I serve the Prince Endymion," He told me pointedly,
"And none other."
"Prince Endymion?" I questioned. I had heard of him. He was rumored to
have been destined to be with the moon princess, but when Beryl attacked,
she had wanted him to be her lover. He had refused, died in the good fight,
causing the object of his affections to commit suicide just to be with him. But,
if my half-brother was suppose to be with her, how... I frowned, resolved to
pay a visit to my half-brother. After all, we are siblings. The thought sent a jolt
down to my groin and I suppressed a moan.
Malichite looked at me, "Beryl may issue commands to me now, but the
Prince Endymion shall return." His gaze was unreadable, as mysterious as
the stars.
"Do you talk treason?" I asked him quietly.
"No, milord." He lowered his head, "Never treason."
I frowned as I left him, and began back into the seven dungeons of Hell where
my half-brother lies. There was a secret to be unraveled; I smiled, I do love a
good secret.
"What do you want?" He asked me bitterly. After all these years, his spirit
still hasn't broken. Good.
"Tsk tsk tsk." I clucked, as I walkedto where my brother slumped. The chains
that bound him gave him enough freedom to move about in his cell, but yet
he insisted on staying at that rat-infested corner. I knelt down beside him and
lifted his strong chin so I could look him in the eyes. He has beautiful eyes,
they reminded me of the setting sun, a blend of reds and yellows, with gold
flecks scattered around. I smirked, "Is that any way to talk to your lover?"
He tensed and with an enraged yell, he pounced onto me, and pinned me
under his body. Laughing aloud, I relaxed, loving the feel of his body above
mine, "Always knew you were into bondage," I told him, as I slammed him
down onto his back. I looked at his furious pale face and smiled tenderly. He
truly was exquisite.
I pinned his arms together with one hand and straddled his waist, letting him
feel my arousal. "What is it that makes me want you so much?" I asked him,
tracing his pale cheek with one hand admiringly before I crushed my lips to
his tightly clenched mouth. "Ugh!" I pulled away as he bit down on me hard
enough to draw blood, but that only added to my lust. As I tasted my blood
along with the taste that was uniquely his, I growled and grinded myself
against him. I wanted very much to flip him over and bury myself into his
warm center.
"You fucking bastard!" He spat at me, his body writhed beneath me,
struggling to get free, rubbing against my arousal all the more.
I laughed loudly as I leaned in. "I'm sure your little bunny will be happy to
take your place."
He stopped his struggling and looked up at me. He knew all about the Usako.
After all, he was destined to be with her all through his life. His spirit calls to
out to her. The thought of it made me angry, but no matter, I was free,
whereas he was ] not. "What do you want from me?" He asked me hoarsely.
"Love, my dear brother, love." I whispered to him as I nuzzled his soft black
hair. I released his arms and stood, unbuckling my belt. Releasing my
arousal, I beckoned to him. His eyes were hard and disbelieving, but for the
sake of his destined, he did well to please me. My eyes rolled upwards as I
felt the warmth of his mouth take me in for the first time. All through his
administrations, all I thought of was my Usako doing the same. Thrusting
slightly, I emptied my cold seed in him and crying out my Usako's name.
Soon, little one. Soon...
============================================================
Okay, before you guys start with the hate mail, let's just say, this is not rated
R for nothing. I didn't want to do this, I didn't INTEND to do this... but once I
got going, well, here it is! ^^;;
Originally, I wanted to write in some elaborate sexual act that the fake Mamoru
did to the real one, but I doubt you guys would appreciate it, so I tone it down
a bit. For now.
Just to let you know in advace, this story will gradually slide into some really
morbid and taboo subjects, not that it hasn't already. ie. Incest, self-inflicted
pain, depression, etc. etc.
If you don't feel comfortable with this fic, don't read it.
Got questions about the story? Leave a review! I'll try to clarify in my next
chapter.