Title: The Truth About Love
Author: Princess Destiny
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Author's Homepage: destinysgateway DOT com
Rating: M 15+
Summary: A girl from his school is stalking Mamoru! On impulse, he spots Usagi and pretends that she's his girlfriend. But once they start pretending, it all starts to become very real.
Genre: Romance/UST/Comedy
Couple: Usagi/Mamoru
Category: First Season/SMTK
Chapters: 1/4
Status: Unfinished
Year Completed: 2007
Comments: Hi everyone! Another Oneshot. And yes, I know that I should be writing for any number of Sailor Moon Fanfics, but my life is pretty depressing right now because of my back injury, so I find my mind going to newer plots. I'll try and make sure that they are all oneshots, so you won't have to wait for the next Chapters of them. :) I haven't abandoned the other Fanfics...they've been put a little to the side, that's all.
Okay, this went longer than expected, so it's now a Four-Part Fanfic. LOL. It's completed, so you'll get part two in a day or so.
I'm also working on a Oneshot for a Sess/Kag (Inuyasha) pairing called Eye To Eye, a Oneshot Ryuichi/Shuichi (Gravitation) one called Allure and a Usagi/Mamoru one called Oblivious, which is a three-parter.
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THE TRUTH ABOUT LOVE
By Princess Destiny
Chapter One
Chiba Mamoru had his own personal stalker. And although he knew just who she was, it was of no comfort to him. It only made Melanie bolder.
She had begun with a lover-letter, which he had been embarrassed over and he foolishly thanked her for. She got even worse after that incident. Chocolates and cards and even a tiny little bird who had been stuffed and made to look alive. That part had just been creepy. But then the girl had taken to following him everywhere, and damn it, he suspected that she even knew where he lived.
Two weeks now this madness had kept up. He had reported it to teachers, let fellow classmates know what was going on, and even going so far as letting security at his apartments know her description.
"More coffee, Mamoru?" Motoki's sympathetic voice broke into his best friend's morose thoughts. He glanced at the next table where Mamoru's shadow was pretending to hide behind a menu raised up to her eyes comically. She looked ordinary enough, and she followed Mamoru around like a puppy, but there was something very fanatical about her eyes.
"Please," Mamoru said almost desperately, glaring at Melanie. Her eyes flittered away nervously, but then came back. She hadn't directly approached him for a day or so now, content to stare, but it was very unnerving.
"I think you need to try some drastic measures." The tall blonde man noted, concern in his eyes. He nodded at his friend, then headed back towards the counter with the coffee pot in hand.
"I think you're entirely right there, Motoki. And it needs to be done ASAP," Long slender fingers drummed on the table-top, as his mind went over what he could do about the girl. This was beyond a joke, and he had never had someone obsessed with him before.
Well...other than Sailor Moon's girlie crush on Tuxedo Kamen!
But she was harmless. This one however... The dark-haired man gritted his teeth in frustration. There was only one sure-fire way to get rid of a stalking girl who thought she was in love with him. Get a girlfriend. Of course, that might pose some danger for the lucky girl, but he could handle it. The problem was, that although Mamoru was very popular with the girls, and had no illusions about his good looks, he had never actually dated anyone. The second problem was of more concern, however. If he asked a girl out, he would actually have to seriously date her. Because he never took relationships for granted and knew they were important.
Could he callously ask some random girl on a date, and feel anything for her but the need to escape the situation?
Option two, get a restraining order. "On a girl that goes to my school and is some of the same classes? Somehow a two hundred foot restriction just isn't going to work in biology class." Mamoru muttered under his breath, rolling his eyes. No, that just would work. And besides, he would end up looking like a jerk to everyone. Which would draw attention to himself, and was an absolutely no-no. He was Tuxedo Kamen, so he had secrets to keep, and he was an orphan, so getting close to people and sharing such a private past was also something he did not want to do.
Motoki was different of course, even if he didn't know that his best friend leapt over tall buildings, and onto light-poles, saving young girls from the perils of an outer-dimensional alien race. Maybe one day he would tell him.
But for now, he had a serious problem. A problem which was finally giving up the ghost on her non-existent hiding place and heading his way.
"Mamoru, how are you?" Melanie said brightly. She slid into the chair next to his without waiting for an invitation. "Did you get my card?"
"Which one?" He said dryly, leaning away from her.
"Oh, let's see, I think it had a cute little cat on it," The girl giggled, but her eyes were moving over his form as if she would like to eat him.
"Melanie-" Mamoru stopped with a sigh. There was another option now, but he was even more reluctant to use it than to date someone. He had to prove he had another girl, and quickly.
"Can I have some coins for the Sailor V game, Motoki? Thanks." Usagi's voice caught his attention. For once, he had not noticed her as she entered the shop. His nemesis was looking as happy as usual, especially when Motoki emptied a handful of coins into her palm.
It was coming to him slowly now, and he could barely keep the grin from his face. Usagi. She was perfect. He could pretend to be going out with her-everyone knew they hung around each other a lot, and so what if it was of a purely argumentative nature?-and then Melanie would leave him alone. Better yet, Mamoru knew the blonde nemesis would never take him seriously, and so would never expect him to actually go out with her.
"Excuse me, I'm meeting my girlfriend." Mamoru was on his feet in seconds, and heading towards the Odango Atama with purposeful steps.
Melanie grabbed his arm. "You don't have a girlfriend!" She protested loudly. "I know, because I know everything about you."
"No, you don't know much at all," If she had dodged his every step for two weeks and missed the two battles he'd fought in, not to mention his transformations into Tuxedo Kamen, then she wouldn't have a clue if he was really dating a girl. "We've been dating for months now, but recently we had a bit of an argument."
"You always argue with her." She protested, still hanging onto his arm. When he shook her off with a warning glare, she backed off a step or two. "You always fight with that girl. I've seen you."
"And do we look like we're viciously attacking each other?" Mamoru said mildly, inwardly grinning. His relationship with Odango was just about to become a weapon. "Or is it more like teasing? Affectionate sparing even?"
Melanie looked uncertainly from him to Usagi. "Well..."
"Excuse me, I have to greet her," The upperclassman brushed past her and headed towards his hated enemy. Well, not hated, but she definitely annoyed the hell out of him at times. They hadn't seen each other for a few days now, which would also work into his plan.
"Odango Atama," He said cheerfully, leaning against the side of her Sailor V game. She absently reached out and pushed his arm off of the top of the screen.
"Jerk," Usagi greeted him with equal enthusiasm. She was happy playing her game, but the highlight of her days was making jabs at the arrogant upperclassman currently interrupting her game. Not that she would ever tell him in a million years.
She was absent-minded! Yes! Mamoru inwardly grinned. Now, to steer the conversation the right direction while Melanie was listening. "I missed our daily fights." He said solemnly to the blonde.
"Uh huh, me too." The Senshi of the Moon continued with her game while answering him. She was dying at a faster rate in the game now, but she had to keep up the pretence of playing. It was very unusual of herself and Mamoru not to meet almost daily and argue things out, but her mother had made her stay home and study for a test. Wouldn't Mamoru be surprised? "I was studying. Sorry." Damn it, why was she apologising?!
"I forgive you," Mamoru almost purred. This was going wonderfully! Ignoring the startled look Usagi had just given him over both his words and his tone of voice, he swept on. His blue eyes glanced Melanie's way briefly to see the girl looking definitely worried. Suddenly Odango's words hit home and his eyebrows rose. "You? Studying? You know you can't study, Usagi."
"I can study, jerk!" She stormed at him. Her bangs fell into her eyes and she blew at them futilely, unwilling to take her hands from the controls.
Mamoru silently reached out and brushed them from her face, almost as astonished as his nemesis. He stared at his hand as if he didn't own it. Since when had he been on such good terms with the brat that he felt he could do something so intimate? But-he quickly remembered Melanie. "You should tie your hair up or something."
Usagi almost had a heart attack when hands suddenly lifted the heavy mass of her ponytails from the controls and gently placed them down her back. Mamoru's hand stroked affectionately across her cheek, then he moved away. "Wha?" She spluttered, taking her eyes off the game. She heard her player die and cursed. What the hell did he think that he was doing touching her that way? They weren't friends or something!
"I know, you're still angry at me." The dark-haired man grinned in a lopsided manner, wondering if he should go into acting for a career. She was stunned, but so far, hadn't done anything to give Melanie the impression that they weren't going out. Usagi's allowing him to touch her in that manner without exploding hinted that they were intimate with each other. He frowned to himself, wondering why the blonde hadn't exploded.
His hands had been warm and almost...tender? Usagi's mind was in chaos right about then, and she looked up at her enemy in a very confused manner. "I'm always angry at you." She said, perplexed. Was there something going on here that she wasn't getting? Glancing about, she noted a red-haired girl about Mamoru's age glaring dangers at them both. "Hey, Mamoru?" She indicated for him to move closer, and he did so. Disconcertingly close.
Usagi could have been reading from his script! She was doing absolutely everything right today, playing into his hands. "Yes?" He whispered back, knowing this would look like they were almost about to kiss to an onlooker.
"There's a girl over there, who looks like she's like to kill us both. Or is it just you she wants to murder?" The slender blonde whispered gleefully. Okay, so she was a little disturbed by the looks that girl was giving them both. And alright...if it was aimed at Mamoru, then that was okay. But she hadn't even met the red-head and she looked like she'd like to pound Usagi into the ground.
"Actually..." Mamoru hesitated, looking into curious deep blue eyes. Usagi's eyes were really beautiful, and strangely almost identical to his own. Her lashes were also ridiculously long, but seemed to suit her. And how exactly did she get her fringe into the shape of a love-heart? The upperclassman blinked over his stupid, and unwanted, thoughts. "She's stalking me."
Usagi's laughter escaped in an abrupt snorting noise and she clapped a hand over her mouth. To her shock, Mamoru's arm came about her as if embracing her, and he patted her back softly. "I'm not choking." She gritted out through her teeth.
And it looked like they were hugging! Mamoru grinned openly at his genius. Melanie was bound to take this all the wrong way, but there was just one more thing that would convince her. He pulled back slightly, wrapped his other arm about Usagi's slender waist and leant down till their faces were on level. "Don't scream or something!" He hissed at her. "Just go with what I do."
"Huh?" The Senshi of the Moon said dumbly, completely thrown by Mamoru's sudden closeness. She noted absently that his cologne smelled really nice, and his eyes lit up when he smiled that way.
But then he kissed her!
As soon as his lips were pressed against Usagi's, he knew he was in trouble. He was dead. He was so dead!
Lips...kissing...Mamoru's lips kissing. What was wrong with this picture? She was going to kill him!
Her first reaction was to jerk away, but his arms were tight about her. Usagi's next was to screech indignantly and bash him when he let her go. Only, the handsome jerk seemed to have already figured out exactly what she would do once he kissed her, and when her mouth opened under his to scream, he had turned his own mouth so that the kiss was deepened. Her furious shout disintegrated into a squeak.
Next, it occurred to her when her legs started to give way under her, that she felt as if her bones were melting deliciously. Mamoru's mouth was the work of the devil! In seconds, all her anger and mortification had given way to pleasure. The blonde's arms slid up over a muscled chest, trailing over the soft skin of his neck, and burying into thick, silky hair.
What the hell? Mamoru was stunned. No, he was totally and utterly poleaxed! This wasn't how it was supposed to work out. No, this was supposed to be a quick kiss to prove to Melanie that he and Odango Atama were in fact an item, but instead it was turning very serious. Serious as in, weak at the knees, lips unable to detach, and arms grasping like limpets, sort of trouble. Unbelievably, kissing his worst enemy in all the world was very pleasurable. World shaking even!
And she was kissing him back.
Melanie tried shouting swear-words at the oblivious couple for a few minutes, but when she was ignored, she finally gave up and stomped out of the shop. All her hopes had been dashed after seeing that bone-melting kiss the two had exchanged. If the Crown Arcade had been in any way flammable, they would have all been sucked up into a fiery hell by that incendiary embrace!
So Mamoru hadn't been lying after all about the girlfriend. Oh well, there was always that hunky looking blonde guy behind the counter that Mamoru was always talking to. Motoki something?
It was the clapping that broke them apart, finally. Usagi turned dazed eyes towards the noise, her lips swollen and pleasant-feeling from the kissing of her nemesis. Her mind was rather fuzzy also, but that was to be expected.
"Wow, you two, I had no idea you were going out!" Motoki said, astonishment written all over him. He stopped clapping and eyed his best friend. "You sly dog."
"Wha?" Mamoru managed to get out, sounding very unintelligent as his mind tried to go over the last few minutes. Somehow, things had gotten very out of hand, and he didn't exactly know how he felt about it right then. However, a glance at the flummoxed blonde girl standing by his side was entirely too satisfying a feeling to be ignored. She looked thoroughly kissed. His kisses had made her that way.
"Umm..." The Senshi of the Moon finally said, blinking rapidly at the crowd about them. What were they all grinning about? Oh yeah, two mortal enemies getting it on in a public place. "Mamo-" She growled, rounding on the dark-haired man. Her words were cut off in a squeak as her hand was grabbed and she was practically yanked through the crowd, out the door, and down the sidewalk.
"I thought that we might want to talk about this in a less-public place?" Mamoru murmured to her, putting her small hand into the crook of his arm. The two walked on for a long silent moment and then began to speak at once.
"What the hell was that?" Usagi demanded, glaring up at him.
"I just wanted to explain that it was an accident," The hero of Tokyo began.
Mamoru came to an abrupt halt, making her do the same. "Now, don't go getting all furious at me," He glared down into her startled blue eyes. "I can explain it all."
"You better, or my fist is going to do the explaining for you." She said ominously. Mamoru didn't look impressed. He actually-she glared balefully at him in response-looked very amused.
"I was being stalked by a girl from my school, and I'd finally had enough," He explained, looking mildly sheepish. "So I grabbed the nearest girl to prove that I was already going out with someone." Liar!
As soon as he said it, he knew it had been the wrong thing.
Usagi's eyes narrowed, cheeks flushed, and she wrenched her hand from his arm. "The nearest girl?!" She shrieked at him in outrage.
"That didn't come out right," The upperclassman winced. He held up a hand to cut off her yelling. "I'll buy you all the Manga you want." He offered generously. "The we can forget the 'incident'."
"Incident?" She said dangerously. Now he was calling that amazing kiss an 'incident'? How dare he steal her lips like that, then act like he didn't care. That it could have been anyone. "Are you trying to bribe me, Chiba?" Usagi asked sweetly.
Mamoru smiled at her charmingly, which usually worked on other girls. "Is it working?" He asked casually.
Her fist connecting with some force on his chin was his answer. Wow, Odango Atama actually knew how to smack a guy around. That was sort of impressive...in a very painful way. "Or I can sue you for bodily harm." He said ironically, touching his jaw tentatively. He didn't think it was broken.
"That felt really good you know," Usagi said, staring down at her hand as if it didn't belong to her. "Although I'm sure any other girl would have just slapped you silly."
"Do you usually go around thumping people who annoy you?" The handsome upperclassman asked arrogantly. "Wait, no, you would have hit me a long time ago."
"I don't hit anyone usually!" She shouted at him, waving her fist in his face. When he backed off warily, a smug smile spread over her lips. "But you had it coming. First you jump me in the Arcade and kiss me senseless, then you drag me around the district, try to bribe me-"
"Don't forget to mention the assault on my person."
"Shut up!" She told him. "This wouldn't have happened if you'd kept your lips to yourself."
"Hmm," Mamoru said thoughtfully, turning away and beginning to stroll down the street. "Being stalked somehow does that to a guy."
Usagi had to trot after him to keep the argument going, and somehow it was settling back into their usual routine. Not that she would ever forget the feel of his lips against hers. "You stole my first kiss, you jerk." She advised him, her tone a lot more sulky than she would have liked.
"Well, you stole mine too," He replied without thinking. A few seconds later, Mamoru realised what he had said and cursed under his breath.
Not even a gasp escaped her gaping mouth. She had been his first kiss? Mr Popularity? Mr I'm-too-handsome-for my own good? The jerkiest guy in all of Tokyo, not to mention her worst enemy and sparing partner? "I didn't just hear that, did I?" Usagi said incredulously. She looked him up and down as they walked, from his silky black hair, to his shoes. There was nothing wrong with this guy that a little personality adjustment couldn't take care of. And god, had she just thought that?!
"Forget it all, and anything you want is yours." Mamoru had meant for his tone to come out as tempting, perhaps even friendly, but it had emerged as a threatening growl! And from the look on Usagi's face, she wasn't happy about it.
"Was that supposed to be some magnanimous offer?" The Senshi of the Moon growled back, coming to a stop again.
The upperclassman groaned and did the same, turning to look into her angry face. "I think the question here is, brat, do you want to be bribed to forget the whole thing, or are you going to hold this over my head forever and use it as an excuse to start future arguments?"
Usagi looked a little stunned at his words, wondering if she was going to be holding it over his head forever. He was offering her Manga and other goodies, after all.
"And do you even know what magnanimous means?" Mamoru asked her curiously, smirking.
"My other fist needs a work out," She said pointedly, crossing her arms. A man almost ran her over, and Usagi was surprised to find her arm grabbed and her body pulled out of the way of harm. As soon as her side touched Mamoru's chest, she flushed. She couldn't help it!
The hero of Tokyo looked back from glaring at the man who hadn't been watching where he was going, to see an utterly charming sight. Usagi, leaning against his chest, looking flushed and adorably confused. Obviously, contact with him had brought back memories of their kiss. His blue eyes narrowed calculatingly. Mamoru, his hand still wrapped about her upper arm, bent low until his lips were at her ear. "Or would you like payment in a more physical way?" He purred.
As soon as he had done it, he jerked upwards in horror and her head turned up so fast she almost got whip-lash. Usagi and Mamoru stared at each other, mouth's gaping like a fish. Had he seriously just suggested...?
"Oh my god," Mamoru released her like she was a leaper and he took two steps away quickly. His hand went over his eyes. "I didn't just say that to you. In fact, this is all a very bad dream."
Usagi's hand went to her mouth in shock. She was only fifteen, but she knew what had been insinuated. She and Mamoru...kissing and more? The red-light district was only a few blocks over, and she really, really couldn't help the flush that spread over her cheeks. For once, she was so flabeghasted that she couldn't utter a word. A glance at Mamoru, who still had his hand over his face, and was muttering continuously under his breath, confirmed that was situation wasn't some crazy dream.
The dark-haired man finally got the nerve to drop his hand and look at the girl he had propositioned. To his eternal surprise, he found an almost...considering expression on her face. No, it couldn't be. "Odango, please forget what I said. You're underage, and we don't even like each other. I let a kiss go to my head or something," Pause. "And I desperately need a strong hot coffee and some Tylenol."
"Would you really have...umm...with me?" Usagi asked him hesitantly, eyes shy. But then his other words sank in, and she was outraged once again. So much for that! But damn it, she was really curious as to whether he would have gone through with it if he hadn't realised to whom he had been speaking such words. The guy was hot, she wasn't blind! But yes, she was underage.
God, that kiss had been amazing. Especially for a first kiss. It hadn't exactly been romantic...but it had blown her socks off!
It was Mamoru's turn to look incredulously at his companion. "Good lord, don't ask that," He said darkly. "I have never in my life said that line to a girl." He added for good measure, just so she didn't think he was some sort of cassonova.
"Wow," The Senshi of the Moon said, blinking rapidly. "I think this is the longest, and yes, most intelligent, conversation we've ever had." She nodded to herself, eyes wide with wonder. "And so embarrassing too." Again with the blushing!
"You said it." Mamoru muttered, once again taking her arm in his and heading downtown. He took note that they were headed towards the Mall. "My offer of Manga still stands."
"I don't know," She said restlessly, lower lip pouting. Was she really going to give up all the Manga she could ever want? "Somehow getting bribed cheapens it all."
Good lord, he was proud of her! The dark-haired man shook his head in disbelief. The thought that she had given up something she obsessed over, because she didn't want to cheapen their first kiss, made him feel all warm inside.
Wait-first kiss? Implying that there would be others?
Mamoru eyed the girl at his side speculatively, knowing that she would probably run away screaming if she knew what he was thinking. Kissing Odango Atama had not been an unpleasant experience. In fact, he could say truthfully that he had felt sparks of desire for a girl for the first time in his life. Their age gap was not considerable, but it was an issue. Hmm.
Usagi nibbled on her lower lip and glanced at her silent companion surreptitiously. He was watching her, she could feel it. And his gaze was somehow hot and searching. What was he thinking about? Them? The kiss? She wanted to be kissed by him again! Was she crazy?
To Be Continued...
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