Title: Christmas Wish-List
Author: Princess Destiny
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Rating: M 15+
Summary: 'One Hour Challenge' #122, 124, 303 and 329: Response Fanfic. Usagi asks Mamoru what he would wish for, if he could have anything in world for Christmas-and he blurts out "Sailor Moon"! Who'd have known such an innocent question could start a chain reaction?
Couple: Usagi And Mamoru
Chapters: 9/9
Status: Completed
Year Completed: 2003

Comments: Hi everyone! The final Chapter. Those who haven't been to my Site and saw my notices wouldn't know that I had a computer virus that had my computer put of commission for the last 3-4 weeks. I wasn't able to get online or even write! Augh. But here it is, the last Chapter. I'm hoping to get Chapter One of the Sequel out next week, just because you all asked nicely.

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CHRISTMAS WISH-LIST

By Princess Destiny

Chapter Nine

"Usagi!" Mamoru exclaimed, shocked. Then his eyes narrowed and he gave her a strange look of triumph. "Now, how the hell did you get in here, sweetheart?" he murmured, walking past her to throw his jacket over the end of the bed.

So this was where she had been. He'd seen Rei and Ami at the Arcade, looking around as if for someone, but after half an hour, Usagi and Makoto had not turned up and the two had left.

That, of course, made Mamoru very suspicious, but since he'd been there expecting the blonde also, he decided to wait another five minutes. When she had not showed to demand her broach, it occurred to him that she was probably still in bed, asleep.

It was the Odango Atama, after all!

Motoki had been absolutely dying to ask him questions, but with so many people in the Arcade, it had been impossible. His best friend had stared at him as if he were an alien and Mamoru hadn't blamed him in the least.

When Usagi still did not turn up after another coffee, Mamoru had left the Arcade and driven home, aware at the last minute that someone was standing in his room.

"It is so not what you think! Well, okay, maybe it's exactly what you think, but I can explain. Sort of." she gasped out, stumbling over her words. Then she fell silent at his sardonic look.

Mamoru know exactly what she was there for! Usagi turned to watch him, ready to flee at the slightest movement towards her. Her stomach had done weird flip-flopping at his endearment and she fought back a betraying blush.

But he merely stood there, rolling his cuffs back to expose his forearms, a thoughtful look in his eyes. He slapped his hands together and grinned at her, rubbing his palms together like a mad-scientist.

"I er...picked the lock?" Usagi tried tentatively.

"Nice try, but that won't work on the dead-bolt too." Mamoru drawled, stepping towards her. She backed off, poised to flee, but he only picked his jacket up and turned towards the closet, grin widening. Now, why did he have the distinct feeling she wanted to bolt?

He enjoyed keeping her on edge and that was a fact! How the hell had she gotten into his apartment though? He was sure Senshi training didn't include the fine art of lock-picking! He took out a hanger and began to whistle a jaunty tune, ready to run after the blonde if she tried to escape.

After hanging his green jacket up and closing the closet, he again turned to face her. "So, if it wasn't the front door, then what was it?" he mused, thinking. Ah! The balcony!

Usagi stood still as a pole as Mamoru walked towards her, then continued past arm brushing hers slightly. She shivered, then listened intently as he walked down the hall. A moment later, she heard him rattle the balcony door and bit her lip. Oh no! She heard it slide back on it's hinges, then gently slide shut again. "Oh noooooo!" she moaned.

"Oh, Usagi!" Mamoru sing-songed, striding back down the hall to his room. He tried to keep the smirk from his face as he re-entered the room, but he had obviously failed, from the deer-in-headlights look she was giving him.

Mamoru strolled right up to the blonde and stopped, chest brushing hers. He reached out and tilted her chin back gently with his forefinger, meeting her panicked gaze. He had her now!

"Y-yes?" Usagi managed, licking her lips. Mamoru's eyes darkened immediately and she drew her tongue back in swiftly, eyes widening.

"If you expect me to believe that you came in the front door, via lock-pick, then think again" he drawled in amusement, tempted to crush her lips beneath his. He was damned sure she was Sailor Moon, now. There was no way Usagi would have broken into his apartment for a mere trinket. Admittedly, an expensive solid-gold trinket...but still...there was the matter of his glowing Rainbow Crystal and her glowing locket!

Let her try to explain that one.

He opened his mouth to ask just that, when the blonde jumped in.

"And why not?" Usagi demanded belligerently, thrusting her face up close to his. She glared into his mocking eyes and silently cursed her back luck. Why did Mamoru have to come home right at that moment!

Jupiter had obviously made herself scarce when Mamoru appeared at the balcony doors, guessing that Usagi had been caught. She was probably on the roof, waiting for Usagi to call her on the communicator to tell her it was all clear.

"Lets be honest, Odango," Mamoru chuckled, finger stroking along the underside of her smooth chin. Her eyes widened and she took a step back. He let her, hand falling to his side. "You can barely pass your grades, let alone pick a lock."

"Makoto showed me!" Usagi blurted out, lying through her teeth.

"Mmm hmm," Mamoru shook his head. "I know Makoto is street-wise, but I can't see her breaking and entering." his head tilted slyly. "Besides, isn't it against the Senshi-code to steal?"

Usagi gaped at him. Not because he had hinted that he knew Makoto was a Senshi, but because of his bizarre comment about Senshi codes and stealing.

Was Mamoru...on something?

She stared at him suspiciously, well-aware of the evils of drugs. "Mamoru?" she paused, expression becoming sweet.

Mamoru had the good sense to look at her warily, wondering what had caused this about-face in his quarry's demeanor. One moment all nervous, the next all superior and sweet. Usagi was scary sometimes! "Yes?" he said slowly, eyes suspicious.

"Are you on something? Glue-sniffing maybe? You can tell me!" Usagi said earnestly, batting her eyelashes at him in a mocking way. For once, she was in charge! If Mamoru really thought that she was going to tell him she'd entered his apartment via the balcony, he was nuts!

"Huh?" Mamoru gaped at her, genuinely flabeghasted. on something? Why the hell would Usagi think he was one something?

He gazed at the blonde as if she was insane-and then he laughed. A deep, amused laugh that came right from his stomach and up through his chest.

Usagi's smirk turned into uncertainty as she watched the mirthful man bend over and hold onto his stomach, chuckling loudly. "What's so funny?" she demanded, crossing her arms and glaring in annoyance. He was laughing at her, she was sure of it!

"Oh god, Usagi! You're so damn funny!" Mamoru wiped the tears from his eyes as he straightened, grinning widely.

"And you are on something if you think I came up 8 stories onto your balcony." she gritted out through her teeth.

Mamoru sobered rapidly at her expression, realizing he was upsetting her and she would be as stubborn as a mule when it came to defending herself against his allegations. "So, you're sticking by your story? You picked the lock?"

"Yup!" Usagi said triumphantly, chin rising. Lets see him prove her wrong!

"Hand your equipment over then, Sailor Cat-Burglar." he ordered, holding his hand out, palm up.

"What!" Usagi gasped, stunned. Well, damn, but she hadn't expected that. Her lip began to tremble and she felt hunted. How dare Mamoru do this to her!

She glanced around, looking for escape, but Mamoru was standing in front of the door and the window had blinds over it. Besides, Jupiter may not catch her if she leapt out the window!

"That's what I thought." Mamoru murmured, watching her expression carefully.

He suddenly walked forward, chest pressing into hers. Usagi stepped back automatically, but he followed her step for step until her knees were pressed up against the back of the bed.

Usagi wind-milled for a moment, refusing to grab onto the jerk who was trapping her against the bed. Her blue eyes widened as she realized what was happening. Here she was, in Mamoru's bedroom, trapped against the end of the bed, with no one within shouting distance! She swallowed, heart-rate increasing.

Her blue eyes dilated slightly as she raised her chin and met his calm gaze. He was staring at her with a strange expression, a half-smile playing about his lips.

"I didn't get to kiss you at the battle, because you surprised me." Mamoru murmured, smiling slightly. "That disguise almost threw me for a minute, until I realized that you weren't using your tiara. In fact, the others were protecting you."

Her heart leapt into her throat and she gazed at him in horror. He'd been playing with her! Her disguise hadn't worked and she'd come right into the lion's den. She swallowed and then drew on her courage. This was the same jerk that always taunted her-she could handle him! Even if she was attracted to him and wondered what it would be like to kiss him...

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Usagi said stubbornly, struggling to keep her balance. Being pressed against Mamoru like that was doing all sorts of interesting things to her heart. Maybe she should just fall onto the bed, then roll off before he could trap her again?

"Still denying, I see. Well, you're not getting your broach back. I'm sorry you had a close call there though," Mamoru looked very upset for a moment, then hid it behind a sly smile. "But I know Sailor Moon and you are her. I'll prove it one way or another."

"No, you won't! Because I'm not her." Usagi said with certainty. Was she just being stupid, letting him toy with her this way? He did know she was Sailor Moon, but he'd get her to admit it over his head body!

Her hands came up and she pressed against his chest firmly. Mamoru didn't budge and she started to get desperate. He was pressed so intimately to her, that she was feeling flushed and her nerves were rattled. He smelled really good too.

She groaned, eyes skittering away from his nervously. "I'm leaving." she stated, shoving at him more firmly.

Mamoru smiled, inching a little closer. His nose was almost in her hair now that she wasn't looking at him and he could feel every inch of her. Silly, Usagi! All she had to do was sit down and she'd be free of him. But she hadn't thought of that-and he had to wonder if a part of her enjoyed being pressed against him as much as he did.

He bent down slightly, lips touching the curve of her ear. She shivered and he resisted the urge to wrap his arms about her. "Do something for me, Usagi?" he whispered seductively.

"What is it?" Usagi said tentatively, stiffening at the touch of his lips against her ear. She felt very strange. Excited by his closeness.

"Give Sailor Moon something for me." Mamoru went on, hands rising from his side.

"Okay." she said hesitantly, wondering what it was and if Mamoru had suddenly given up in thinking she was Sailor Moon. She felt relief and sighed.

Mamoru's eyes darkened and his hands were suddenly on her slender shoulders. She squeaked as he pushed on her shoulders, the same time as his body bore into hers.

They tumbled onto the bed and she was pinned beneath his weight. Before she could even blink, Mamoru's lips were pressed against hers. She gasped and he took advantage of her parted lips to turn his mouth slightly and deepen the kiss.

Oh my god! Mamoru was kissing her! Usagi was so shocked that she let him deepen the kiss, all thoughts going out the window as sensation consumed her. She never knew it could be like that...

Mamoru realized he was kissing her like a starving man and pulled back, surprised that she had let him kiss her so intimately.

She lay there, looking stunned, lips wet and swollen from his attack. She blinked at him, licking her lips and he felt like kissing her again.

He had finally kissed Sailor Moon-and it had felt wonderful. "You knew I liked Sailor Moon, so don't act so surprised" he drawled.

Usagi's mouth parted, her breath sucked in. "I-I can't give her that!" Usagi gasped weakly, pushing at his chest. He wanted her to kiss a girl? And herself no less! What was going on here? How exactly had she ended up on the bed, kissed senseless by her worst enemy?

"You can't?" Mamoru said innocently, blinking at her.

Usagi shook her head, wondering what the hell he was up to. And then gave her a thoroughly wicked look that made her insides melt and she knew that he had only been taunting her. Mamoru hadn't given up! He'd just changed tactics!

"Sorry to have troubled you then." he said sikily, pulling away from her. He rolled off of her body, then sat up on the edge of the bed, turning his head to give her a sly look. Mamoru smiled seductively. "Care to try and get the broach again, my sweet?"

"No!" Usagi was off the bed in seconds, standing there disheveled slightly and face flushing hectically.

"Pity-I was going to ask you to give another...message, to Sailor Moon."

His meaning was clear as crystal and Usagi's flush deepened. "No. Give it to her yourself!" she blurted, before realizing what she was saying.

"Aright, Sailor Moon. Come here." he crooked his little finger at her, smile again wicked.

His blue eyes seemed to burn into her where she stood and her heart stopped before beating crazily again. "No, no!" she cried, backing off.

"You and I both know that you're Sailor Moon," Mamoru said calmly, getting up with a cat-like grace and stalking around the bed towards her. "So you can give it to her as Usagi, or receive it as Sailor Moon."

"I'm really not her!" Usagi protested, trying to fend him off with her hands. He brushed her hands aside and slid an arm about her waist and the other behind her shoulders, pulling her close.

"I'm going to kiss you now." Mamoru announced, delighted when the blonde's eyes went huge.

"No! There will be no kissing." Usagi yelled, trying to squirm out of his arms.

Keeping a hold on the blonde was easy enough, but her constant wiggling was doing strange things to his concentration. He'd been about to make some witty retort, but he suddenly found that his mind had gone blank!

"Strangely enough, whatever I was thinking of just went right out the window." he muttered to her, rolling his eyes. He had to get a hold of himself! She was only fifteen, after all, and he was the older man.

"You were about to let me go." Usagi snapped, leaning backwards in his arms.

"Wrong again." Mamoru said, jerking her back with his arms. Before she could blink, he'd covered her small mouth with his own, her protests smothered.

Mamoru proceeded to kiss her thoroughly and Usagi could only lay in his arms, completely overwhelmed. It felt so good though, his lips moving over hers. She'd never been kissed before that night and it was just a confusing muddle of emotions and sensations. His arms felt so good too...she sighed, her lips softening.

Immediately, Mamoru pulled back. Usagi was so young, even if she was Sailor Moon and he was more than 3/4 in love with her. They both needed time to sort through their feelings for their enemy.

"Ready to admit you're Sailor Moon yet?" he drawled, grinning at her flushed face and closed eyes. Usagi was really a very pretty girl and he knew she'd grow up to be an even more beautiful woman.

He briefly wondered if she would still be Sailor Moon when that happened. But whatever the Senshi were doing, Tuxedo Kamen was always going to be there for them...even if they didn't know his real identity.

That was a problem.

Usagi's eyes fluttered open and she focused on Mamoru's face, startled to see him staring at her with a frown. Had she done something wrong? She hadn't really known how to kiss him back. It was so new to her. She frowned back at him, straightening in his arms and resting her hands against his chest. She blinked, smiling slightly.

Boy, Mamoru was built under that ugly green jacket he usually wore and it really showed now that he was not wearing it!. Did he work out or something?

"Why are you frowning?" she demanded, feeling miffed. A guy gave her her first kisses and then frowned at her? She couldn't help but he a little insulted-and what was worse, she still felt like she was floating on cloud nine from his kisses. Something was building between them and it felt so strong and wonderful. Even if the feelings on his part were only for Sailor Moon...

"Why are you frowning at me?" Mamoru said, realizing that the blonde had a crease between her brows. Had the kiss not been as good as he thought? How insulting! He began to glare, without realising. Okay, so he'd kiss her AGAIN! And again and again until she admitted she was Sailor Moon and that she enjoyed his kisses!

"Tell me you're Sailor Moon" he growled.

Usagi saw his glare and her old battle instincts kicked in. It was her against Mamoru again. The jerk and the Odango. This, she could do! "Think again, jerk! I'm not-" Her heated words were stopped as Mamoru's lips swooped down and crushed hers beneath him.

Usagi was so surprised that her eyes could only widen and she let him kiss her. When she realized she was loosing their argument because Mamoru was cheating, she shoved hard at his chest, satisfied when his lips jerked back from hers.

"Ready to admit yet?" Mamoru said, panting slightly. Usagi's face was even more flushed and she looked very annoyed-but so damn cute too! He grinned at her and her eyes narrowed.

"I'm not Sailor-no!" she finished in a wail as Mamoru's head dipped again and his lips covered hers again. Why did he keep doing that!

Usagi was going to admit it if he had to kiss her all night! Mamoru smiled against her lips, amused. How ironic! Kissing his enemy to get her to admit something. Sure, he'd never seen her as kissable before, but now that he did, he had the upper hand.

He pulled back abruptly and looked into her dazed eyes. "Ready to admit it yet?"

Usagi could really get to like being kissed by her worst enemy. Oh yes, she could. Every time his lips touched hers, her whole body came alive and tingled with pleasure. It felt wonderful and...her eyes snapped wide as his question filtered into her dazed thoughts.

"No!" she managed, blinking rapidly. If he kissed her one more time, she was a goner! She had no idea kisses could be used as a lethal weapon.

"I'm not-" she began. As Mamoru grinned wolfishly and his face moved in towards hers, Usagi panicked.

"I'm her! I'm her! I'm Sailor Moon, damn it!" she shouted, thrusting her hands against his chest.

Mamoru's grin widened in triumph. He'd done it! Usagi had admitted she was Sailor Moon. "Well, finally." he said mildly, brushing a hand through his hair to tidy it.

"That's it!" Usagi yelled wrathfully, as he let her go and she stumbled back a little. She crossed her arms and glared at the smug upper-classman.

"That's it." Mamoru said smoothly, reaching into his shirt pocket. He withdrew the golden broach and tossed it to Usagi, who looked as is she would like to cheerfully strangle him.

Usagi caught her broach with both hands and carefully placed it against her bow. It gave a slight pull and settled there. She had it back! The Senshi were going to be so happy and Usagi didn't have to be in battle defenseless. Speaking of!

"You creep! I had to go into battle with no transformation!" she yelled at him, stomping closer and thumping him on the chest with a fist.

Mamoru let her hit him a few times and then caught her fist gently, his blue eyes soft. "I'm so sorry about that, Usagi" he murmured, reaching up to brush a strand of hair from her eyes.

She stared up at him so angrily and he sighed. She was right, of course, but he'd always known he was ruthless. Especially when it came to something he wanted. And he wanted Sailor Moon. Now, he had her, but Usagi was not ready to have him. She was young and he suspected he'd been the first guy to kiss her.

"Yeah, well...don't do it again, jerk." Usagi muttered in distraction, leaning slightly into his touch. She was so confused right now! Her enemy had kissed her and now everything had changed. She sighed and pulled away from his warm hand, looking away. Mamoru had what he wanted and now everything would go back the way it was...at least, she'd try to act the same way.

"Tell me..." Mamoru said thoughtfully, grabbing one slender hand in his and tugging her close. She wouldn't look him in the eyes, so he took her chin in his other hand and tilted her face towards him. Sad blue eyes met his and he knew instantly what she had been thinking. Silly Odango!

"Did you enjoy my kisses, Usagi?" he murmured, blue eyes tracing over her features tenderly. Everything had changed between them and he was damned if he was going to let them go back to the way it had been!

He was asking her that! Red color flooded Usagi's cheeks and her blue eyes widened. Of course she'd enjoyed them! But she was damned if she'd let him know.

Her expression became stubborn and she opted for taunting him in the old familiar way. "Tell me truthfully now...you inhaled a lot of glue fumes as a child, right?" Usagi said hastily, trying to desperately get their relationship back on track. Their old relationship.

But Mamoru just didn't seem to want to go back.

"I'm not even going to ask where that one came from, Odango." Mamoru said with a broad grin. His blue eyes became rather tender. "You don't honestly think we can go back to what we were before, do you?"

"I liked the fighting" Usagi said rather faintly, looking away from his intense blue gaze. What was wrong with going back?

"So did I-and I'm sure we'll do it quite often...but I don't think of you as an enemy now" he paused, debating whether to tell her he was Tuxedo Kamen.

No...it was too early in their relationship and he wanted to have her fall for him, not his alter-ego.

"Especially since you're Sailor Moon," he went on teasingly. "And I enjoy kissing Sailor Moon."

Oh...she saw now. She was Sailor Moon to him, not Usagi. "Why is that different because of that!" she demanded, looking away.

"I'll tell you one day. But for now, just remember that I have a 'thing' for Sailor Moon." Mamoru's smile became lascivious. "And I'm still hoping I'll get her for Christmas, gift-wrapped."

"Mamoru! You pervert!" Usagi shrieked in mortification. She'd completely forgotten that part!

"It's Christmas Eve, Odango Atama." Mamoru reminded her, eyes devilish. He sighed and stepped back from her slightly, resting his hands on either side of her face. The Odango WAS only fifteen and she had no idea how determined he was to have her all to himself.

Maybe when she grew up a bit, though. For now, he could be satisfied with a few kisses, but when she hit 16, she was all his.

Usagi was astonished when Mamoru's hands framed her face gently and then he leant in and gave her a soft kiss on the lips, very unlike his previous kisses. Was he being like this because she had finally admitted she was Sailor Moon? She didn't know if she liked a guy being interested in her just because he had a thing for her alter-ego.

Without knowing, her face fell as Mamoru drew back.

"What is it?" he asked her, frowning slightly. "I was just joking about the gift-wrapping part!" he said, teasing her lightly. The blonde looked so damn serious! What did he do wrong?

"Nothing. Nothing." Usagi said hastily, fighting back a tear. She was beginning to really like Mamoru-and not in a 'friend' sort of way-but did he only like her because she was Sailor Moon? "I have to go." she said, voice a little choked.

"Odango?" Mamoru said uncertainly. He stared at her unhappy face for a long moment, then realization hit him. She was worried that he only wanted Sailor Moon!

Hiding a smile, he ruffled her hair in affection and let her go. "Maybe Sailor Moon will get something she's always wanted for Christmas too." he murmured to her mysteriously.

Usagi was confused and it showed in her eyes, then she shook her head and smiled. It was Christmas Eve! No time for being sad over something that couldn't be helped. If Mamoru had strong feelings for Sailor Moon, then maybe one day he'd feel the same for the School girl behind the fuku.

She suddenly remembered something and her blue eyes widened in horror. "Oh my god!" she gasped, hands flying to her cheeks in shock.

"What!" Mamoru said, hurriedly looking around. Was it a Youma? Did Sailor Moon have a psychic connection to the other Senshi and Zoisite was at it again?

"You Senshi don't have a psychic bond, do you?" he asked suspiciously. Boy, would that be embarrassing! His actions had been less than that of an enemy and if the Senshi were somehow aware of that...his blue eyes anxious, he waited for Usagi to answer.

"What?" Usagi gaped at him for a moment, then burst into laughter. "No no!" she said, giggling, blue eyes bright with mirth. "What on earth gave you that idea?"

Mamoru looked rather sheepish, a hand going to the back of his neck. "Well..." he said, trailing off in embarrassment.

"I forgot the Christmas shopping!" The blonde wailed, jumping up and down in agitation.

This time, it was Mamoru who gaped. Then he groaned and slapped his forehead. "Once a ditz, always a ditz!" he muttered under his breath. Trust the Odango to remember such a thing right then!

"Mamoru! It's Christmas eve." Usagi yelled at him in disbelief. She blinked, remembering something. "Oh wait, you don't like Christmas" she said, shaking her head. How could someone hate Christmas?

Mamoru smiled at her warmly. "I don't think I hate Christmas as much as I did," he told her smugly. "I got PART of my Christmas wish, after all."

"Part of it?" Usagi said, eyes flickering to the bed.

"You're not exactly gift-wrapped, but you're in my room." The upper-classman said, leering at her comically.

She giggled and he waved her off, turning to leave the room. He had some planning to do and he needed to think without his greatest weakness around to distract him. Usagi had a secret Christmas wish also and he was going to give it to her. Behind him, he heard Usagi talking to Jupiter on her Communicator. A device he'd seen rarely, but always wondered how it worked.

"Jupiter? I have the broach!" Usagi squealed in delight.

"You found it?" Jupiter's voice was relieved. "I was getting worried."

"Not exactly," The blonde said airily. "But never mind that! Did you realize it's Christmas Eve and we haven't even done any shopping!"

Well, they were fifteen year olds, Mamoru thought wryly. Let Usagi be a child while she could and meanwhile he would make plans.

He had the perfect gift for his Usagi and there was still the little matter of kissing a certain blonde heroine at the next battle...

The End

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The Sequel 'Gift-Wrapped' might be out next week so keep your eyes peeled!

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