Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Try to Resist ❯ Chapter 7
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By: Serenitas 
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.15.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 491 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.15.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 491 | Status: Completed
Hello all! Well here we get closer to the Friday event that Usagi has planned, and my own little Friday event of getting on a plane and flying halfway around the world. I'm still hoping people will leave me their emails so I can add them to my address book! Those who have given me their emails - thank you! I'll be writing you very very soon! Read and review but be kind! Standard disclaimers here!
Usagi closed her eyes as she let her hands fall to her sides and stood there, her chest heaving as if she had run a marathon. Perfect, things were just perfect for next Friday night. She knew Mamoru would come and she knew he'd be awaiting her answer. It had taken every ounce of self control she had not to give it to him yesterday, but she couldn't just go from hate to love in a few short hours. She supposed she'd invite the rest of the senshi, the time for secrets having passed and she was tired of them not knowing. Her secret hobby was her one passion, her joy. Her family was sworn to secrecy, and Shingo gave her the greatest feedback, having become much less of an irritating little horror after Chibi Usa had gone back to the future. A knock on her door made her jump. "Nani?"
Shingo stuck his head in the door. "Ne-chan, how you doing?"
She grinned at him. "Pretty good. What can I do for you Shingo?"
"How's the senshi business these days?"
"Slow. We haven't had a youma attack in weeks, and I can live with that too."
Shingo made a disappointed face. Her family had been both thrilled and terrified when she had defied Luna and told them the truth about herself. Shingo couldn't get over how cool it was and warmed up to her considerably, mostly out of fear she'd kick his ass. "Where have you been then these last few days?"
Usagi smiled at her brother. "Would you believe locked in an elevator and tied to Chiba Mamoru?"
Shingo choked and his eyes flew to meet his sister's. "You're joshing me right?"
"No joke." She shook her head. "We were tied together for damn near seven hours."
"Is he the reason…" Shingo arched an eyebrow and gestured to her bed.
"He had a hand in it." She smiled.
"So things have changed?"
"They couldn't remain the same forever Shingo."
"Only for three years." He shook his head. "Well I wanted to say good to see you and things look good with you too."
"You were nosing again." She said in a humourous voice. "But I don't mind."
"Hey, now that I know who you are…Sailor Moon, I want to know what other secrets you're hiding from me."
'Ah Shingo, what an excuse to keep me from getting too serious over this Mamoru thing.' She thought. "Well I'm a Princess from the Moon and I've been reborn. I first lived one thousand years ago…" she began.
Shingo laughed. "Right! Like I'm buying that one!"
"Go away Shingo, I have things to do."
"Thousand year old moon princess!" he snorted closing the door. "How dumb do you think I am?"
"How much time do you have?"
Mamoru sat in the café, having finally begged Motoki to let him back in, promising his language would be clean as a preacher's sheets. Drinking his coffee, he wondered how Usagi would act around him. He couldn't get those killer kisses out of his head, and they were the reason he had to jogging at 5 this morning because he couldn't sleep. All he could see was her face. He shook his head ruefully…his only love sprung from his only hate. Who would have thought? "So she's late today." Motoki said conversationally, having heard the silent gunshot. And they were off!
"Not really, this is well within her normal timezone." Mamoru replied, not seeing Motoki's eyes light up.
"Ah-ha!" he shouted, triumphant. "So you WERE looking for her! Since you can no longer admit to hating her…"
"I never said I loved her Motoki!" Mamoru snapped. He had, but only to Usagi and he knew she hadn't told a soul. "Just because I've kissed her and am attracted to her…it means nothing!"
Motoki cocked an ear to the ceiling. "What that?" he said aloud to no one. "I have the world biggest idiot here? Yes I know." He turned to face Mamoru. "Who the hell do you think you're trying to fool? If you aren't in love with her then I'll eat my apron."
"With or without whipped cream?" Mamoru eyed his best friend. "There is something between us yes, but as Usagi pointed out, it's probably a run- off of our fights. Who can go from love to hate so quickly?"
"Evidently you can." Motoki shook his head. "You've been sprung on her for years and you damn well know it. You told us all you'd rather risk fighting with her, having the promise you'd see her every day than not. However up until Makoto got involved, you never knew how she felt about you."
"I still don't." Mamoru shook his head. "What a mess. I blame Minako completely."
"The whole city blames Minako for something."
"So what's the pool at?"
"Damn near two grand." Motoki replied before jerking his head up. "How'd you know about that?"
"Telepathy." Mamoru replied.
"Damn it! It was supposed to be secret!"
"Well now I know why you let me back in here. Waiting for the show?"
"Who isn't?"
Usagi entered the café, thoroughly convinced that Haruna had lost some brain cells somewhere along the way. All day she had stared at Usagi like she knew something Usagi didn't and had to suppress laughter. Usagi had almost prayed for detention, but Haruna had been gleeful in telling her she didn't have any and she should hurry to the study circle she was sure she had going with her friends. 'Study circle.' She thought. 'Right.' Makoto and Ami had been tentative to talk to her at first, until they realized most of her rage was directed towards Minako. "Damned meddling girl." She shook her head.
"Talking to yourself Odango? That's a sign of insanity."
Usagi's head jerked up. So he was listening to what she had told him. Yesterday had never happened. "Or a sign of higher intelligence. Some of the greatest geniuses of our time heard voices in their heads."
"And look what happened to them."
"Cad."
"Groupie."
"Ass waxing freak of nature."
"Where the hell you'd get that one?"
"I made it up." She shook her head.
"What's this? Has the acerbic Tsukino Usagi run out of ways to insult me at last?" his eyes lit up.
"Not on your life dipshit." She shook her head. "Just trying something new."
"Of course, and I know how much of a hellcat you are."
At those words Usagi flushed, remembering when he had called her that just after she had slammed him into the wall and nearly tore his shirt from his body. "How would you know?" she retorted.
"I have my ways. Being Tuxedo Kamen gives one…certain advantages."
"Dry up and die."
"That wouldn't be fun now would it?"
"You know I hate you?"
"That was inevitable." He stood up and walked towards her. "But somehow I don't believe you now. You seem to be less convincing than usual Odango, and I wonder why that is?"
She prayed he wouldn't see her knees shaking. "I was making an observation, not an offer, so keep your distance from me." She sneered.
"I don't think I will." He shook his head. "I told you you'd crave me, you'd want me. I plan on making sure that happens." He leaned over to her and whispered in her ear. "I told you I don't share, and you are mine…Usako."
"I DON'T BELONG TO YOU!" She shrieked.
"Don' t you…Selenity?"
"I told you not to mention that!" she hissed.
"I don't listen to you."
"Evidently you conceited…shit eating…goddamn…"
"LANGUAGE!" Motoki hollered across the café. "If you want to stay in here, both of you then check your foul language at the door!"
Usagi barely noticed, switching tactics. "Bastard, half breed…half wit…egotistical…scum sucking…algae eating…lobotomized…clueless…brainless…water retaining sea cow!"
Mamoru blinked. "Just when I think you've run out of them." He shook his head. "I cannot fight back, I concede the field, I have run out of insults."
Usagi looked taken aback. He was giving up fighting the good fight? That was terrible! Now who could she use her insults on? He at least gave as good as he got, Minako had to think about them for a moment or two, and Rei just preferred simple insults that she could use. "I win then." She smiled.
"For now. But I have an ace up my sleeve."
"Oh? And what's that?" she saw him reaching for her and leapt back. "You haul me into your arms and kiss me again and you'll be a soprano for the rest of your natural life." She cautioned.
"You're too weak to raise my voice." He replied, stalking her.
"You really want to test that theory?" Usagi's eyes grew a little wild as she looked hunted. "Listen here you cheap…ball-less…pasty faced pervert…"
"Not again!" Minako shrieked, sticking her head out of the back room. "Usagi, check your priorities girl! He's hot, he's cute and he wants you! Shut up and let him kiss you!"
Applause from the patrons in the café made Usagi's eyes widen. "You…how dare…evil…damn you…" she sputtered, her rage at Minako overwhelming her desire to destroy Mamoru. She headed for Minako, a wild look in her eyes.
"Oh shit." Minako cursed as she saw Usagi coming towards her. "I…um…gotta go! I have to do…homework!"
"Not so fast you!" Usagi sprinted after her. "I want to have a word with you!"
"Odango!"
"Don't you goddamn well call me that you *uckmeat!" Usagi retorted.
"That's it! Get out of my café!"
"Language Odango."
"I hope you go rot in hell with a huge pitchfork shoved up your…"
"I wanted to tell you how much I'm looking forward to next Friday night at the Mixer. 10:30 you said? I can't wait to hear what you really think of me." Mamoru said in a loud voice, seeing people exchanging bets and he knew that those who were old enough to get in there would be there.
"How DARE you…you lying son of a whore…stupid…doesn't know whether to scratch his wrist or wind his butt…"
"You know Odango, you're such a disaster that compared to you, other disasters were a joy!"
"Die you!" Usagi lunged at him, grabbing him in a headlock and flipping him onto his back. Those who didn't know she was Sailor Moon were astounded, those who knew she was Sailor Moon even more worried.
Minako saw drastic measures had to be taken. Taking in a deep breath and congratulating herself on being so brave, she poked her head back in the café. Mamoru's face was in interesting shade of reddish-blue, his eyes wild as he fought the tight grip of Usagi. "Let him go Usagi!" Motoki pleaded. "You'll kill him!"
"That's the idea."
"Oh Usagi! I'm over here!!!! I have another idea!" Minako winked and waved at her best friend.
Rage at Minako overcame her desire to kill t he man she loved as she dropped his head on the floor and ran out after Minako. Mamoru coughed and breathed slowly, convinced he'd never get rid of THAT feeling anytime soon. "Damn that girl has a grip!"
"What happened to all the progress you made yesterday?"
"She told me as far as she was concerned it didn't happen." Mamoru sighed. "Five steps forward and ten steps back it seems."
"This is going to be impossible."
"No, I have hope. She told me she'd tell me next Friday what she thought. I have no intention of not being there." Mamoru accepted Motoki's hand as he hauled him to his feet.
"That makes two of us." Motoki shook his head. "Who the hell ever could have guessed that the innocent looking little bunny would be so violent or have such a temper or a vocabulary on her like that?"
"She has been trained well." Mamoru said solemnly, smiling. "That's my Usako."
Minako ran fast, knowing her life was in much danger. She loved her best friend death, however right now it seemed that Usagi was focused on HER death. "Usagi, it was for your own good!" she pleaded as she saw her gaining.
"My own good? To tie me to my worst enemy and lock me in an elevator for seven hours? My own good?" she seethed.
'Oh dear, this isn't going well at all.' Minako thought, realizing belatedly that Usagi would be angry she had turned her senshi, however briefly, against her. "Usagi, some good came out of it!" she squealed as Usagi advanced.
"And what was that?" Usagi seethed as her hands came up to strangle Minako.
"You forged a bond! You found out you DO love him! You had the hottest kisses on this planet?" she frantically tried to think. "Don't hurt me!" she gave up all pretence of not fearing her homicidal best friend.
Usagi's hands were on her shoulders. "Minako, what you did…" she paused and Minako feared the worst.
"I'm gonna die!" she wailed. "I was only trying to help!"
Usagi hugged her. "Thanks!" she released her and ran off. She had lots to do before next Friday. Minako stared after her in shock before collapsing on the ground. "I was right!" she breathed, then let out a huge whoop and cackle. "I WAS GODDAMN WELL RIGHT! I AM THE CHAMPION OF THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she began dancing down the street. "I AM SO SMART! I AM SO SMART! THE FLIPPING…FRIGGING…BONDED…FELL IN LOVE…ALL BECAUSE OF ME!"
People crossed the street to avoid the ranting and rather scary blond. Haruka and Michiru heard her from three blocks away and groaned. "I can't take much more of this." Haruka cautioned.
"Then perhaps drastic measures are needed." Michiru replied.
And that is the end of that! Next chapter…Friday night at the Mixer…last chapter…possible epilogue to finish things up…Hope you all enjoyed it! I'm loving writing this, it's fun! Read and review but be kind! I'm still hoping people will leave me their emails so I can email them and let people know what it's like in Tokyo! A foreigner living over there…this should be interesting if nothing else! I hate fish - I think I'm in trouble! Anyway, until tomorrow!
Ja!
Usagi closed her eyes as she let her hands fall to her sides and stood there, her chest heaving as if she had run a marathon. Perfect, things were just perfect for next Friday night. She knew Mamoru would come and she knew he'd be awaiting her answer. It had taken every ounce of self control she had not to give it to him yesterday, but she couldn't just go from hate to love in a few short hours. She supposed she'd invite the rest of the senshi, the time for secrets having passed and she was tired of them not knowing. Her secret hobby was her one passion, her joy. Her family was sworn to secrecy, and Shingo gave her the greatest feedback, having become much less of an irritating little horror after Chibi Usa had gone back to the future. A knock on her door made her jump. "Nani?"
Shingo stuck his head in the door. "Ne-chan, how you doing?"
She grinned at him. "Pretty good. What can I do for you Shingo?"
"How's the senshi business these days?"
"Slow. We haven't had a youma attack in weeks, and I can live with that too."
Shingo made a disappointed face. Her family had been both thrilled and terrified when she had defied Luna and told them the truth about herself. Shingo couldn't get over how cool it was and warmed up to her considerably, mostly out of fear she'd kick his ass. "Where have you been then these last few days?"
Usagi smiled at her brother. "Would you believe locked in an elevator and tied to Chiba Mamoru?"
Shingo choked and his eyes flew to meet his sister's. "You're joshing me right?"
"No joke." She shook her head. "We were tied together for damn near seven hours."
"Is he the reason…" Shingo arched an eyebrow and gestured to her bed.
"He had a hand in it." She smiled.
"So things have changed?"
"They couldn't remain the same forever Shingo."
"Only for three years." He shook his head. "Well I wanted to say good to see you and things look good with you too."
"You were nosing again." She said in a humourous voice. "But I don't mind."
"Hey, now that I know who you are…Sailor Moon, I want to know what other secrets you're hiding from me."
'Ah Shingo, what an excuse to keep me from getting too serious over this Mamoru thing.' She thought. "Well I'm a Princess from the Moon and I've been reborn. I first lived one thousand years ago…" she began.
Shingo laughed. "Right! Like I'm buying that one!"
"Go away Shingo, I have things to do."
"Thousand year old moon princess!" he snorted closing the door. "How dumb do you think I am?"
"How much time do you have?"
Mamoru sat in the café, having finally begged Motoki to let him back in, promising his language would be clean as a preacher's sheets. Drinking his coffee, he wondered how Usagi would act around him. He couldn't get those killer kisses out of his head, and they were the reason he had to jogging at 5 this morning because he couldn't sleep. All he could see was her face. He shook his head ruefully…his only love sprung from his only hate. Who would have thought? "So she's late today." Motoki said conversationally, having heard the silent gunshot. And they were off!
"Not really, this is well within her normal timezone." Mamoru replied, not seeing Motoki's eyes light up.
"Ah-ha!" he shouted, triumphant. "So you WERE looking for her! Since you can no longer admit to hating her…"
"I never said I loved her Motoki!" Mamoru snapped. He had, but only to Usagi and he knew she hadn't told a soul. "Just because I've kissed her and am attracted to her…it means nothing!"
Motoki cocked an ear to the ceiling. "What that?" he said aloud to no one. "I have the world biggest idiot here? Yes I know." He turned to face Mamoru. "Who the hell do you think you're trying to fool? If you aren't in love with her then I'll eat my apron."
"With or without whipped cream?" Mamoru eyed his best friend. "There is something between us yes, but as Usagi pointed out, it's probably a run- off of our fights. Who can go from love to hate so quickly?"
"Evidently you can." Motoki shook his head. "You've been sprung on her for years and you damn well know it. You told us all you'd rather risk fighting with her, having the promise you'd see her every day than not. However up until Makoto got involved, you never knew how she felt about you."
"I still don't." Mamoru shook his head. "What a mess. I blame Minako completely."
"The whole city blames Minako for something."
"So what's the pool at?"
"Damn near two grand." Motoki replied before jerking his head up. "How'd you know about that?"
"Telepathy." Mamoru replied.
"Damn it! It was supposed to be secret!"
"Well now I know why you let me back in here. Waiting for the show?"
"Who isn't?"
Usagi entered the café, thoroughly convinced that Haruna had lost some brain cells somewhere along the way. All day she had stared at Usagi like she knew something Usagi didn't and had to suppress laughter. Usagi had almost prayed for detention, but Haruna had been gleeful in telling her she didn't have any and she should hurry to the study circle she was sure she had going with her friends. 'Study circle.' She thought. 'Right.' Makoto and Ami had been tentative to talk to her at first, until they realized most of her rage was directed towards Minako. "Damned meddling girl." She shook her head.
"Talking to yourself Odango? That's a sign of insanity."
Usagi's head jerked up. So he was listening to what she had told him. Yesterday had never happened. "Or a sign of higher intelligence. Some of the greatest geniuses of our time heard voices in their heads."
"And look what happened to them."
"Cad."
"Groupie."
"Ass waxing freak of nature."
"Where the hell you'd get that one?"
"I made it up." She shook her head.
"What's this? Has the acerbic Tsukino Usagi run out of ways to insult me at last?" his eyes lit up.
"Not on your life dipshit." She shook her head. "Just trying something new."
"Of course, and I know how much of a hellcat you are."
At those words Usagi flushed, remembering when he had called her that just after she had slammed him into the wall and nearly tore his shirt from his body. "How would you know?" she retorted.
"I have my ways. Being Tuxedo Kamen gives one…certain advantages."
"Dry up and die."
"That wouldn't be fun now would it?"
"You know I hate you?"
"That was inevitable." He stood up and walked towards her. "But somehow I don't believe you now. You seem to be less convincing than usual Odango, and I wonder why that is?"
She prayed he wouldn't see her knees shaking. "I was making an observation, not an offer, so keep your distance from me." She sneered.
"I don't think I will." He shook his head. "I told you you'd crave me, you'd want me. I plan on making sure that happens." He leaned over to her and whispered in her ear. "I told you I don't share, and you are mine…Usako."
"I DON'T BELONG TO YOU!" She shrieked.
"Don' t you…Selenity?"
"I told you not to mention that!" she hissed.
"I don't listen to you."
"Evidently you conceited…shit eating…goddamn…"
"LANGUAGE!" Motoki hollered across the café. "If you want to stay in here, both of you then check your foul language at the door!"
Usagi barely noticed, switching tactics. "Bastard, half breed…half wit…egotistical…scum sucking…algae eating…lobotomized…clueless…brainless…water retaining sea cow!"
Mamoru blinked. "Just when I think you've run out of them." He shook his head. "I cannot fight back, I concede the field, I have run out of insults."
Usagi looked taken aback. He was giving up fighting the good fight? That was terrible! Now who could she use her insults on? He at least gave as good as he got, Minako had to think about them for a moment or two, and Rei just preferred simple insults that she could use. "I win then." She smiled.
"For now. But I have an ace up my sleeve."
"Oh? And what's that?" she saw him reaching for her and leapt back. "You haul me into your arms and kiss me again and you'll be a soprano for the rest of your natural life." She cautioned.
"You're too weak to raise my voice." He replied, stalking her.
"You really want to test that theory?" Usagi's eyes grew a little wild as she looked hunted. "Listen here you cheap…ball-less…pasty faced pervert…"
"Not again!" Minako shrieked, sticking her head out of the back room. "Usagi, check your priorities girl! He's hot, he's cute and he wants you! Shut up and let him kiss you!"
Applause from the patrons in the café made Usagi's eyes widen. "You…how dare…evil…damn you…" she sputtered, her rage at Minako overwhelming her desire to destroy Mamoru. She headed for Minako, a wild look in her eyes.
"Oh shit." Minako cursed as she saw Usagi coming towards her. "I…um…gotta go! I have to do…homework!"
"Not so fast you!" Usagi sprinted after her. "I want to have a word with you!"
"Odango!"
"Don't you goddamn well call me that you *uckmeat!" Usagi retorted.
"That's it! Get out of my café!"
"Language Odango."
"I hope you go rot in hell with a huge pitchfork shoved up your…"
"I wanted to tell you how much I'm looking forward to next Friday night at the Mixer. 10:30 you said? I can't wait to hear what you really think of me." Mamoru said in a loud voice, seeing people exchanging bets and he knew that those who were old enough to get in there would be there.
"How DARE you…you lying son of a whore…stupid…doesn't know whether to scratch his wrist or wind his butt…"
"You know Odango, you're such a disaster that compared to you, other disasters were a joy!"
"Die you!" Usagi lunged at him, grabbing him in a headlock and flipping him onto his back. Those who didn't know she was Sailor Moon were astounded, those who knew she was Sailor Moon even more worried.
Minako saw drastic measures had to be taken. Taking in a deep breath and congratulating herself on being so brave, she poked her head back in the café. Mamoru's face was in interesting shade of reddish-blue, his eyes wild as he fought the tight grip of Usagi. "Let him go Usagi!" Motoki pleaded. "You'll kill him!"
"That's the idea."
"Oh Usagi! I'm over here!!!! I have another idea!" Minako winked and waved at her best friend.
Rage at Minako overcame her desire to kill t he man she loved as she dropped his head on the floor and ran out after Minako. Mamoru coughed and breathed slowly, convinced he'd never get rid of THAT feeling anytime soon. "Damn that girl has a grip!"
"What happened to all the progress you made yesterday?"
"She told me as far as she was concerned it didn't happen." Mamoru sighed. "Five steps forward and ten steps back it seems."
"This is going to be impossible."
"No, I have hope. She told me she'd tell me next Friday what she thought. I have no intention of not being there." Mamoru accepted Motoki's hand as he hauled him to his feet.
"That makes two of us." Motoki shook his head. "Who the hell ever could have guessed that the innocent looking little bunny would be so violent or have such a temper or a vocabulary on her like that?"
"She has been trained well." Mamoru said solemnly, smiling. "That's my Usako."
Minako ran fast, knowing her life was in much danger. She loved her best friend death, however right now it seemed that Usagi was focused on HER death. "Usagi, it was for your own good!" she pleaded as she saw her gaining.
"My own good? To tie me to my worst enemy and lock me in an elevator for seven hours? My own good?" she seethed.
'Oh dear, this isn't going well at all.' Minako thought, realizing belatedly that Usagi would be angry she had turned her senshi, however briefly, against her. "Usagi, some good came out of it!" she squealed as Usagi advanced.
"And what was that?" Usagi seethed as her hands came up to strangle Minako.
"You forged a bond! You found out you DO love him! You had the hottest kisses on this planet?" she frantically tried to think. "Don't hurt me!" she gave up all pretence of not fearing her homicidal best friend.
Usagi's hands were on her shoulders. "Minako, what you did…" she paused and Minako feared the worst.
"I'm gonna die!" she wailed. "I was only trying to help!"
Usagi hugged her. "Thanks!" she released her and ran off. She had lots to do before next Friday. Minako stared after her in shock before collapsing on the ground. "I was right!" she breathed, then let out a huge whoop and cackle. "I WAS GODDAMN WELL RIGHT! I AM THE CHAMPION OF THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she began dancing down the street. "I AM SO SMART! I AM SO SMART! THE FLIPPING…FRIGGING…BONDED…FELL IN LOVE…ALL BECAUSE OF ME!"
People crossed the street to avoid the ranting and rather scary blond. Haruka and Michiru heard her from three blocks away and groaned. "I can't take much more of this." Haruka cautioned.
"Then perhaps drastic measures are needed." Michiru replied.
And that is the end of that! Next chapter…Friday night at the Mixer…last chapter…possible epilogue to finish things up…Hope you all enjoyed it! I'm loving writing this, it's fun! Read and review but be kind! I'm still hoping people will leave me their emails so I can email them and let people know what it's like in Tokyo! A foreigner living over there…this should be interesting if nothing else! I hate fish - I think I'm in trouble! Anyway, until tomorrow!
Ja!