Title: Cat Got Your Tongue
Author: Princess Destiny
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URL: destinysgateway DOT com
Couple: Usagi/Mamoru and Kuzite/Venus
Rating: M 15+
Summary: 'One Hour Challenge' #67: Response Fanfic. When the Dark Kingdom changes Tuxedo Kamen into a cat, a lot of troubles are caused and secrets revealed. Now Motoki's help has to be called on to play a dangerous game.
Chapters: 1/?
Status: Unfinished
Year Started: 2007
Year Completed: N/A
Year Revised: 2011

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Comments: Hi everyone! I can't believe I never posted this here! I was so sure that I had, but when I checked it was missing. A lot of people on my site and mailing lists loved this one. There are only three parts for this, but there may be a new one by the time I finish posting them. J Our house is sold and I'm moving in a few weeks, so I'll have a computer to start writing again. For those who keep reviewing me and asking why I haven't been writing the last years, please read my Profile. I didn't stop writing by choice, believe me! I've been writing Fanfiction for fifteen years now and I never plan to stop.

This was an interesting plot to write, because I have Mamoru changed into a cat. Because I have four cats of my own, I was able to add in a lot of characteristics, from close observation of my kitties. I might post up links to my babies so you can see where I got my inspiration from. Also, it will not be the Moon Princess who is found first in this Fanfic, it will be the Prince of Earth, and the Senshi think they have to protect him. I decided recently to add the Kunzite/Venus pairing into the story, so you can look forward to that paring.

If you all have a Fanfic of mine that you are just dying to see completed, please do let me know. And if you want to let me know your favourite of my stories, I would be very interested in learning that. I've written so many, and I'd be happy to make Sequels for the ones you loved the most. I will go from your replies on what Fanfic you want me to tackle first when I get my computer back...you see, I have so many favourites that I can't decided which one to write for. Spin The Bottle, Cat Got Your Tongue, Sending Over The Edge, A Kiss IN The Dark, Enemies...gah, so many I want to be writing!

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CAT GOT YOUR TONGUE

By Princess Destiny

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Chapter One

"Lean a little more to your right, Mamoru," Jeffrey called out, pointing his photographer's camera to the right angle. "That's it Mike, capture that arrogant tilt to his chin."

"Hey!" Tuxedo Kamen yelped, turning to glare at the two from beneath his white half-mask. He could only see their faint outlines through the glaring lights, but he was sure they were getting the full-force of his baleful look in their direction.

This, after all, had not been his idea and he wasn't enjoying it overly. All the handsome hero wanted to do was leave and have a quiet drink of coffee or perhaps some wine to try and relax. The Youma had been attacking Juuban with increasing frequency, leaving its toll on Tuxedo Kamen. His eyes were now sporting lovely black smudges as if someone had punched him in both of them.

"What?" His boss continued innocently. "You do look insufferably smug at that angle."

"He's right!" A voice bellowed from the back of the studio.

"I don't do it on purpose," The handsome upper-classman grit through his teeth, unimpressed. "Just hurry up and shoot the pictures already."

"You're such a buddy to offer to do this for us," Jeff said appreciatively, grinning. "The magazine will get the highest ratings in its history."

"You're joking, of course," Tuxedo Kamen demanded, incredulity filling him. Was he really that popular?

And what did Jeff mean by offer? He'd been tricked into this, damn it.

"Are you kidding?" That annoying voice yelled out again from behind the blazing lights surrounding the model set. "You're this century's biggest story-other than the Sailor Senshi."

"Motoki, if you don't shut up, I'm going to kill you," He informed his best friend. He muttered something uncomplimentary under his breath when his camera man gave another instruction, and then he obediently threw out his arm and made his cloak swirl out dramatically.

Honestly, was this a bunch of professional photographers or a fan-club?

"That was great!" Mike enthused with a wide grin. His lips pursed thoughtfully. "Can you flash a 'devil-may-care' smile? The girls will go wild."

Was he serious? Tuxedo Kamen summoned all of his infamous courage in the face of danger and dug deep for a smile that would make girl's insides go to goo and women swoon.

The devastating smile flashed at the camera, his blue eyes glinting seductively.

The three other men oooh'd in awe at his gift.

"If I could do that, I'd have the girls fighting over me for a date," Mike said sourly.

"Okay, that's a wrap. Thanks a lot for your time, Tuxie." Jeff called out cheekily.

"You were wonderful. These will come out great." Mike agreed, starting to pack his equipment up.

"Oh good," Sighing with relief, the hero stepped down from the set. He grabbed a towel from his chair and wiped the sweat from his brow, chin and upper lip. There had been so many lights on him that he was sweating.

Jeffrey and Mike were the only people in the entire world, other than Motoki, who even knew that he was Tuxedo Kamen, the most sort after man in the globe.

Women wanted him, men wanted to be him, the press sought after him with a scary persistence and the government probably wanted to strap him to a table and dissect him to see how he worked. Along with the Sailor Senshi. Normal humans just didn't have superpowers.

He'd saved the two men from a Youma one time and earned their eternal devotion-and money. Mike had been so struck by the hero swooping down from the ceiling to save him and his boss that he'd followed Tuxedo Kamen homeward, getting some very good pictures of before and after transformation. Unusually truthful for those in the cutthroat magazine business, the two men had come forward, after tracking him down like bloodhounds after a rabbit and confessed. The three then became friends and Mamoru found a way to earn some much-needed cash on the side by modelling.

It wasn't till that day that Jeff had blackmailed him into posing as Tuxedo Kamen, and Motoki, the traitor, shoved the hardest.

"Man, what I wouldn't kill to have your good looks and charm." Motoki grumbled, walking onto the brightly-lit stage, with a backdrop of night-time Tokyo.

The dark-haired man eyed his enthusiastic best friend and sighed. Not Motoki too! He had a lovely fiance, so why was he thinking about attracting other women? Was it like nectar of the gods to have that power over the female sex? The way those three were acting, Mamoru would have thought it was true. "Thank god that's over." He glanced over at Jeff. "I expect to be paid handsomely for this humiliation."

"Hey, I blackmailed you into this," Jeffrey frowned at him and crossed his arms. "And now you want me to pay you for it?" He looked at Motoki, with a mock look of anger. "Does a blackmailer actually pay the person they've conned or is it the other way around?"

Tuxedo Kamen's shoulders swelled impressively and he loomed over his boss. "If you don't want to be beaten into a heap, you'd better re-think that question," He frowned darkly. "These pictures are going to make you all extremely wealthy." He glared again and reached into his cloak threateningly for a rose.

"Whoa, he does that ominous look really well, doesn't he?" Jeff remarked, grinning suddenly. He patted Tuxedo Kamen on the shoulder. "Not to worry, Mamoru. We'll all be very wealthy when these mags hit the stand."

De-transforming, Mamoru backed down and smiled. "I thought you'd see it my way." Of course, in two years, he'd be rich as the king of the Gods anyway. This was only a job to tide his comfy lifestyle over till he got his hands on his inheritance.

"Mamoru, buddy," Motoki put an arm over his best friend's shoulders as they walked out of the studio and down the hall. "You have to show me how to do that bone-melting smile and that 'looming like a demon from hell' thing."

"I don't think it will work, somehow." The upper-classman shook his head in amusement. "I think it's the cloak and the mask that does it all."

"Oh damn, really?" The blonde man thought that over for a long moment, then sighed morosely. "I think you're right."

Motoki crossed his arms. "I can try it on Reika though, right?"

"She already loves you, but I think she'd faint in a heap if you gave her that smile." Mamoru chuckled warmly, picturing the scene in his head.

"Hmm," The smaller man nodded in consideration, and then his eyes brightened. "Hey, how about we go get a drink? It's too late to go back to the Arcade, and Sally is minding it anyway."

"You just couldn't resist coming to see me mortified, could you?" Mamoru said, rolling his eyes.

"Are you kidding? I wouldn't have missed it." He leant in in a conspirital manner. "And I also managed to wheedle a few pictures from Mike for a reasonable price. Once you sign them, I can launch your fan club with a flourish."

"Fan club?" Mamoru said incredulous, turning to stare at his friend as they reached the elevator. So this was why Motoki had also pressured him into doing that photo shoot?

Motoki hit the button and the doors swished open. "Sure, you don't think that the Sailor Senshi are the only hottest items in town do you?" He rubbed his hands together. "When I launched that site, I got so many hits that the bandwidth was all used up and we lost the pages for a few days. I got us a better host though, once I realized what I had to do."

He reached for the button to take them to the lobby when he saw his friend double-up in pain. "Mamoru!" He gasped, turning to help.

Mamoru was filled with a very familiar feeling and was not surprised when his body transformed into Tuxedo Kamen once again. "Oh damn, don't I ever get a break?" He groaned as he straightened.

Of course, he didn't mean time away from rescuing that adorably-cute blonde, Sailor Moon. He was referring rather to the incessant attacks from the Dark Kingdom. Lately, they'd been hitting hard and fast and exhausting himself and the Senshi.

Motoki sighed and instead pressed the button for the roof. "I take it the drinks are cancelled?"

"You've got that right." Tuxedo Kamen wiped the sweat from his forehead again, knowing that once he was leaping from building to building, it would be an icy chill on his damp skin. "It looks like there's another attack."

"Out of interest-" The tall blonde man commented, leaning back against the elevator wall and looking at the hero curiously. "Do you transform like that because there's a battle or because Sailor Moon needs help?"

Tuxedo Kamen blinked. "You know, I'm not really sure, but whenever I get to the battle, Sailor Moon is usually in danger and in need of rescuing."

"So it could be either thing?" Motoki's blue eyes narrowed. "It would be interesting to find out who Sailor Moon was. Then we could be around her when the Dark Kingdom attacks and find out if it's the battle or her that makes you transform."

"Motoki, that's brilliant." The elevator doors opened and Tuxedo Kamen exited a flare in his cloak. Luckily, there was only one flight of stairs to the roof and he could get to the battle before Sailor Moon got hurt. He was scared stiff that one day he'd arrive too late to save her and see her crumpled form on the ground.

Tuxedo Kamen's lips firmed. "I have to go. See you later, Motoki."

He ran down the hall, Motoki's voice floating after him.

"Hey, come by later and tell me what happened!"

As it turned out, it wasn't Sailor Moon who needed saving, but himself.

Tuxedo Kamen arrived in the Juuban Park to view a fierce battle raging between Jupiter, Mars and their foe, a Youma who looked like a large demonic cat.

Sailor Moon was standing to the side, anxiously waiting to use her tiara on it when its energy was low enough to moon-dust it.

As usual, Mercury stood behind them all, typing away at her little computer.

Tuxedo Kamen had always wondered about that little laptop and sincerely hoped that she wasn't writing a 'dear diary' about the battles she was witnessing. However, she always seemed to know where the Youma's weak spots were and blurted them out at the last minute.

He leapt across from one tree to the other until he was on a branch right over Sailor Moon's head.

"Get her!" Mars shouted, a burst of fire leaving her fingers and hurtling at the creature.

It shrieked when its fur was singed and yowled so piercingly that they all covered their ears.

"My fur!" It howled at them in outrage, staring at the bald patches in its side. It looked at its tale and the Youma's yellow eyes went flat with rage. "My tail! You've destroyed my lovely tail!"

"Oh jeez," Sailor Moon muttered, edging slightly to her right to get a better aim at the enraged feline. "Hurry up and weaken so I can destroy you!" She turned her head to look at the blue-haired Senshi behind her. "Anything yet, Mercury?"

"Nothing yet...No wait! Her weakness is in her right ankle!" The Senshi of water cried out. Her blue visor disappeared.

The dark-haired man frowned. Perhaps that small computer was a weapon too, rather than something to record their battles. Or maybe it was both?

"Guys, the weakness is in the ankle!" The blonde heroine called out urgently.

The cat-woman screeched her defiance as she was double-teamed by fire and lightening.

And then three things happened at once.

The Youma was hit full on by the red and green powers, fur literally burning from her body.

Sailor Moon launched her tiara with a vengeance, aiming for the ankle that would moon-dust the creature who'd come to suck the energy from humans.

Tuxedo Kamen politely averted his eyes as the Youma's bosom was revealed, clothes and fur completely melting away from the double-attack of Jupiter and Mars.

It was for this chivalrous behavior that the hero did not see the last revenge of the poor embarrassed Youma, whose purple energy flew from her disappearing form, aiming for the blonde who'd killed her. Of course, having had her body below the waist turned to dust completely threw her aim off and it went a little high.

Before the handsome man could turn his head back, he felt what seemed like a freight-train smash into his side. He crashed hard into the tree, and then fell helplessly.

Sailor Moon and the other three Senshi raced over as he hit the ground with an audible thud and lay there on his face, completely winded.

"Oh my god, Tuxedo Kamen! Are you alright?" The blonde girl asked anxiously, her hands fluttering over his body, looking for injuries.

For a moment, all he could think of was that he wished he'd landed on his back and that the hands had been moving over a certain part of his anatomy. A part that was currently feeling as if someone had punched him with a boxing glove. He was such a hentai sometimes, but having a probable concussion, perhaps it was alright to think those things just then.

He moaned, and then valiantly turned onto his back, feeling pain everywhere.

"So that's where he was," Jupiter noted casually, peering down at him. "I wondered where he was hiding this time."

Tuxedo Kamen felt a very strong urge to throttle the uncaring teen. What sort of a dumb thing to think when he was clearly laying there in abject misery?

"Mercury, please scan him and see if anything is broken." Sailor Moon commanded, before moving her hands carefully down his shoulders, arms and ribs. When she touched his ribs, he winced.

"I think I'm okay-just bruised." He gasped out.

The Senshi all stared at him, mouths dropping open. Because what they'd heard from him was actually 'meow, roooow, meeeer, meow'. Or something like that.

"Tuxedo Kamen?" The little blonde leant over him, looking into his blue eyes with concern. "You just sounded like a cat."

"Excuse me?" The hero yelped in shock. Were they serious?

"Again with the meow thing." Jupiter muttered, staring at him like he was some interesting specimen. "Did that Youma do something to him?"

Brilliant deduction, Watson!

Since the only thing that appeared to be coming from his mouth were cat sounds, he kept his thoughts to himself, but glared balefully at the brunette Senshi.

Then his limbs started to tingle and there was some pain. He watched in pure astonishment as everything around him got huge, including Sailor Moon.

"Mreeeww!" He shouted in horror. Tuxedo Kamen tried to get to his feet, but found that it was very awkward. Looking down, he almost fainted when he saw that he had paws. A swift perusal of his handsome person told him all he needed to know. A long tail swishing in agitation, a furry body, four paws and-yep, clearly visible boy-parts.

Weirdly, all the pain from the blast, the crash into the tree and his ungraceful belly-flop to the ground, seemed to have vanished.

"I'm a cat!" Tuxedo Kamen bellowed, leaping to all four feet. He stumbled and then straightened. Everything looked truly bizarre. A lot sharper for one, colors more clear and his nose could smell all sorts of things. His fur had an irritating habit of shifting up and down as he was continually startled by something his senses picked up. His tail was also swishing around like a mad snake, but the movements appeared to be directly connected to his current angry mood.

"Oh my god." Sailor Moon breathed, tentatively reaching out to touch one twitching ear.

He felt as if a feather had been run across his ear and flinched away. "Hey, that tickles. I'm really sensitive." He growled at her.

"Sorry, Tuxedo," The blonde apologized, eyes worried as they gazed down at him.

"You can understand me now?" Tuxedo Kamen said in surprise.

"Yeah, you aren't making cat sounds now that you're a cat." The Senshi of Jupiter said dryly. She seemed rather amused by it all and he wondered if the girl had something against him.

The hero resisted an urge to either bite or scratch her ankles. Oh great, it looked as if he now had cat-urges too! Just bloody brilliant.

Sailor Jupiter was smart, because she obviously recognized the homicidal look in his eyes and his puffed out fur as a sign. She quickly stepped back behind Mercury.

"Ehehehe, only kidding Tuxedo Kamen." She laughed nervously, and then waved her hands about. "But you know, it is curious that you look just like Luna."

Who the hell was Luna, Tuxedo Kamen wondered in irritation. Was he the only concerned one here? He'd just been turned into a cat by a Youma they'd destroyed; so how were they supposed to find out how to turn him back?

No, that was a little harsh. Sailor Moon looked very worried, Mars looked thoughtful and Mercury looked as if she'd love to shove him under a microscope and see how he worked. Jupiter just looked extremely fascinated.

After this pronouncement, the cat found himself being scrutinized closely by four pairs of eyes.

"He's about the same size-maybe a little larger." Mercury noted.

Sailor Moon looked him over slowly, making him feel as if he were naked. If it were possible for a cat-or even a guy-to blush, he would have been.

"Hmm, I think you're right, Jupiter. He looks like Luna."

She pointed to his forehead and slowly stroked a finger down the spot, making his eyes close in pleasure at the sensation.

"He's even got a symbol there!"

A symbol? He had some sort of symbol on his head? "What sort of symbol?" He demanded, abruptly curious as to what he looked like. All he could tell is that he came about half-way up to Sailor Moon's knees and have curiously golden-fur. A very unusual color, he was sure, even though his experience with cats was limited.

Wait, hadn't he heard the name, Luna, somewhere before? His face furrowed in thought, even as his throat began to vibrate with a really weird sensation.

"I think he likes it," Mercury giggled as a loud purring sound emerged from the cat's throat. She looked at Sailor Moon, who had been scratching him absently under the chin, to Tuxedo Kamen, whose eyes were closed in ecstasy.

Tuxedo Kamen's purr stopped as soon as he heard her words and he jerked away from Sailor Moon's caress. He coughed with embarrassment. "Just who is this Luna? I take it she's a cat too?"

"Mmm, Sailor Moon's cat to be precise," Sailor Mars grinned at him, having been rather silent for a while. He could tell by the look in her purple eyes that she'd been deep in contemplation over something. "I was thinking guys, since Tuxedo Kamen's now a cat, he's going to need someone to stay with."

Mercury looked at Mars and so did Jupiter. Then the three turned their gazes to Sailor Moon.

"Me?" The blonde squeaked, turning slowly red. "I-I can't do that!"

"Why not? You already have a cat," Mars told her, frowning slightly. "It's only till we can get a cure to this. I'll be consulting The Great Fire."

A Great Fire? That sounded rather...well, like a temple duty. Was this girl a priestess? Tuxedo Kamen studied her with interest, but noted that she seemed far too young to have learnt all she needed to know to be a priestess. He'd learnt that much from his relationship with Rei-which was rather tangled up. Apparently she had a huge crush on him-which Motoki had to brutally point out when the girl continually threw herself into his path...literally.

Suddenly he sensed something and his fur went up. He sniffed about and stiffened when he realized that he sensed another cat. Just wonderful; would he now he expected to spend his life sniffing other cat's backsides and getting into fights over territory? And not to mention the er-spraying of objects to tell other cats what was his.

A black cat came bounding through the bushes close-by and skidded abruptly to a halt a meter from him, her fur going up. Obviously sensing a male in him and wary. Ah, so that made her female then?

Tuxedo Kamen was rapidly getting a headache from all the sensations and thoughts going through his head and he hardly even wanted to divine why he knew this new small cat was a female.

"Luna!" Sailor Moon cried out in surprise.

The golden cat blinked slowly. This cat was Luna? And just what the heck was she doing in the park at a time like this anyway? Had she followed her mistress from home?

"Sailor Moon! What on earth is going on here? And why didn't you wait for me like I asked?" Luna replied, still eyeing Tuxedo Kamen uneasily.

The cat was so surprised that the other cat had talked that he found himself gawking at her.

"This is Tuxedo Kamen." Mercury said delicately.

"He got changed into a cat by the Youma." Jupiter added, moving out from behind Mercury.

"Sailor Moon, why do you have a talking cat?" Tuxedo Kamen finally managed to get the words out, feeling rather bemused by it all. Maybe he'd really been knocked out by the blast and fall and was dreaming all this.

"He can talk?" The black cat shouted in shock. She gazed at him from her small red eyes with astonishment, then padded closer. Now that she knew who he was, she didn't seem to be worried that he was another cat. "This is interesting." She murmured, looking rather curious. She gave him a cursory look, and then stared up at all the Senshi. "We need to talk."

Jupiter, Mars and Mercury started to walk off after the black cat and after a hesitant moment, Sailor Moon started after them.

Mars turned. "No, you stay with Tuxedo Kamen, Sailor Moon," She said rather dismissively.

The golden cat stared from the black-haired Senshi to her Leader in surprise, but Sailor Moon only nodded slowly and turned back to him. He wondered why she'd been left out of their conversation, but rapidly forgot every thought when the blonde bent over.

Tuxedo Kamen got a very good look down the cleavage of her fuku above the bow, before he found himself picked up and pressed up against the breasts he'd only dreamed of touching. And right in front of his eyes no less!

"Tuxedo Kamen, are you feeling alright?" The blonde asked him, peering down. She noticed his preoccupation and assumed it was because of his situation. She held him close, trying to offer what comfort she could.

As for the hero, well he was currently in heaven and couldn't manage a reply.

"I wonder if there's a way to reverse this? It's a Dark Kingdom-spell, so we probably might need someone from there to turn you back." She mused aloud.

His mouth fell open at her intelligent conversation. Where was the airhead he'd come to know?

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