Author's Note: This addition is a mix of requests from two of my readers lashun316, and Ladie Byrd.

Some differences for this story:
1) Ami is involved in the scheme with the rest
2) USAGI'S HAIR GETS CUT!
3) Makoto doesn't change her mind
4) Motoki knows Mamoru is Tuxedo Kamen
5) They provide the jug of wine

Usagi and the girls are 16
Mamoru is 18
Shitennou - 17-18

I DON'T THINK MOTOKI OR THE GIRLS WOULD EVER DO THIS. IT IS A STORY BASED ON A CONTEST. NOTHING MORE.

Timelines
One Month
Alternate Story Line

September 30
When Enough is Enough

***Usagi's POV***

"Baka! Why can't you just leave me alone?" Usagi wailed, making every customer in the Crown cringe and cover their ears. She'd had enough of his constant teasing to last a lifetime. He nearly always started their arguments... except on the rare occasions when it was a test paper or a shoe hitting him that started them, or perhaps her face planting into his chest on her morning dash to school. No one seemed to get that though. They always yelled at her and talked down to her as though she was the immature one.

She finally huffed and turned away, only to have Mamoru grab her wrist and turn her back around. "What's the matter Odango Atama, can't think of a decent comeback so you're just going to run away and cry some more? You really are pathetic you know!"

After months of teasing, Usagi finally snapped. She wrenched herself out of his grasp and slapped him before stomping her heel down on his foot. With her other hand she reached for the first thing she saw. Someone had left a half empty glass of soda on the counter. She picked it up and hurled it at his head. He ducked, and the glass smashed against the wall near the break room.

The sound of shattering glass pulled her out of her rage and she covered her mouth with both hands. "Oh, Kami! What have I done?" she asked.

***Motoki's POV***

Motoki had questioned the plan several times, wondering if they were doing the right thing, but at this moment, he was too angry to think straight. He strode to the arguing duo and grabbed each of them by the upper arms, shoving them through the break room door. Rei, Makoto, and Minako followed quickly. Makoto joined him to work on Mamoru, while Minako and Rei took care of Usagi.

With a bit of hostility still in him, Motoki tied Mamoru down tight, yanking on his arms and legs to make sure the bindings wouldn't come loose as Makoto held him down. The girl was a power house. He couldn't stop the evil laugh that sprang from his throat as Mamoru glared up at him.

Until Usagi started crying. "What are you doing? Let me go, please?" She begged. Motoki gulped. He couldn't stand it when girls cried.

He heard Mamoru growling and a new hope rose in him. The man was now struggling, though he hadn't been before. He was working to get free not for himself, but to get to Usagi.

"Let her go!" he yelled, and it was very obvious that he was angry.

***Mamoru's POV***

Mamoru was pissed. He didn't know what the hell Motoki thought he was doing, but he was scaring his Odango and Mamoru couldn't have that. "I said untie her!" he growled, struggling uselessly against his own restraints. He hadn't argued when Motoki had tied him up, though he had been confused, but the thought of his Usako scared and crying was just too much.

For a moment he nearly couldn't stop himself reaching for a rose. "Usagi, are you okay?" he asked.

There was a sniffle, and then, "yeah, but they tied me to a chair." The other four were still between the two of them.

"It's okay, they tied me up too. But I don't think Motoki or the others would hurt us." He tried to reassure her, all the while staring daggers at Motoki and Makoto. "You'd better let her go right now. This wasn't her fault. I pushed too far. LET HER GO!" His voice wasn't loud, but he put all of his anger and frustration into the words.

"This is for your own good," Motoki whispered, his face only inches from Mamoru's. "You two need to talk. So... talk." With that he and the girls left the room, leaving him staring at a weeping Usagi. His heart absolutely melted for her. She was scared, and he hated that.

"I'm sorry Usagi," he said finally. "This is all my fault."

She shook her head. "Nani? Mamoru I'm sorry I hurt you and tried to throw the glass at you."

Mamoru only shook his head. He'd been surprised at how much force had been behind the slap and the heel to his foot, and extremely impressed with the tiny shards of shattered glass left when he'd seen the soda she'd thrown. She was so tiny it was hard to imagine her having that kind of strength. But he wasn't injured. No real damage was done.

"It wasn't too bad Odango." He said, his voice reassuring.

For once she didn't scream at him over the name. They both knew the truce wouldn't last. They'd been locked in closets and cupboards, set up on blind dates, even banned from the arcade once in an effort to stop their arguing. But he knew if he stopped teasing her he would have no excuse to speak to her at all, and he couldn't let that happen.

He needed her in his life. She was the only real light he had. She cared about him even with all the arguing. She showed him kindness even when he showed none of how he felt. She was his hope.

The truth was, he loved her so much it was painful to be away from her. He could never tell her though. Could never let her get too close. He had to keep her away, even make it seem to the enemy that he hated her. Because if they found out who he was they would go after the people in his life that he loved. It was why he'd pulled further and further away from her since he'd become Tuxedo Kamen.

***Ami's POV***

Ami mixed the powder into the two shakes and shook her head. She didn't want to be involved in this. Wouldn't have been involved if she hadn't known the consequences of failure.

They'd met about it, discussed it, debated their options. This was the only alternative they could discover. It was too easy for them to escape if they left them in the city somewhere. Usagi was too powerful, even if they did take her brooch and wand.

No, it had to be done, though she loathed doing it. She frowned. Usagi would probably be angry, and even a little betrayed. Eventually, they all knew, the girl would get over it. But it had to be done. She sighed as she handed the shakes over to Motoki.

"Be careful, this stuff is difficult to come by."

She was worried about what Rei had shared. If this wasn't done... if Usagi and Mamoru didn't get together, they would die. It had to be done. That didn't make it any easier.

***Usagi's POV***

She hated seeing Mamoru tied up and looking so upset. She loved him, and the last thing she wanted was to see him so frustrated. She wished, for the millionth time, that she wasn't Sailor Moon. If it wasn't for the secret identity she probably would have already kissed him. But Kami knew she would never, ever, put him in danger.

Motoki and Minako came back into the room. Usagi wished she could wipe her cheeks. Mamoru glared. Motoki went to him and Minako moved towards her. The other blonde girl held a straw to Usagi's lips. "Drink. Maybe it will cool your throat."

Usagi took a few sips. "What's going on?" she asked.

"Finish a bit more of your shake and I'll tell you," Minako urged. She could hear Motoki talking quietly to Mamoru and the sounds of shake being slurped through the straw.

"We think we've found a way for the two of you to stop arguing." Usagi blinked up at her stupidly. For some reason she couldn't process all the words.

Minako reached out and tugged at the knots holding Usagi to the chair. She lifted one of Usagi's hands and pressed the shake into them. "If you drink all of this, we will let you go," she said, a hint of a blush on her cheeks. Usagi could only nod and stare up at her beautiful friend. She took another large slurp.

"You're pretty," she giggled.

Minako smiled. Everything seemed to be coming from very far away. She turned her head and saw that Mamoru had been untied as well. The chocolate in the shake tasted funny, but every time she tried to stop slurping at it, Minako pushed it back towards her mouth.

The room was spinning. Her friend's long blonde hair fell forward as she leaned in to hug Usagi. She straightened and smiled. Something came out of her mouth but Usagi was too entranced with the light reflecting on the golden hair to notice.

Motoki was leaving and had taken hold of Minako's arm. They were whispering, but Usagi couldn't understand their words. Everything seemed to be coming through a long tunnel. She wondered what people would do if they saw Sailor Moon all drugged up like this. Then it hit her, she had been drugged. Crap. Something was wrong. Was there an attack on the arcade?

"Mam-ba-ka," Usagi mumbled, her tongue feeling strange. "Some-thing wrong. Don't drink shake." Her head was spinning as she tried to warn him. He gave her a strange look, but his eyes were glazing over as well. She looked at his glass and it was nearly two thirds gone.

"Oh-kay?" he asked.

"Drugged," she whispered, fear giving way to sheer panic. She tried to stand and fell to her knees. "Help!" she tried to shout, but it came out in a whisper. She saw Mamoru fall to his knees in front of her and begin to crawl closer.

"Usa-us..." he tried to speak. "Oh-kay?" but she could no longer answer and only shook her head, tears pouring down her cheeks. She saw the worry in his eyes as he stared at her, and then he was falling forward onto his face, and she heard no more from him.

She heard a sound behind her and tried to turn her head. Motoki came over and put his hand on Mamoru's neck, checking his pulse. "Help," Usagi whispered, her vision fading to black as her head became too heavy to hold up. "Help him."

"I'm sorry Usagi-chan," she heard him whisper. "This is for your own good." The darkness took her then, and she knew no more.

***Beryl's POV***

The strange Youma bowed before her. Even in the dim light of the stone throne room she could see the stone on his forehead shimmering, reflecting the light, and throwing it on the air.

"The time is near, my Queen," he said, his voice somehow soothing.

She grinned, happy she would have them at last. This Youma had come to her. Had told her that soon, very soon, she would have a chance to attack Tokyo. She would have a chance to gather the energy she needed to finally free Metallia while the Moon Brat and her Tuxedoed protector were out of the way. How he knew she did not ask. She believed him utterly.

She would free the darkness, and it would evelope the world. She would finally have her revenge. Somewhere, out there in Tokyo, the princess and the prince must have also been reborn. They were out there. She would take them. The prince would finally be hers. And she would chain the princess like a dog, to heel at her feet. She would control the Silver Crystal, and the entire world would be hers.

She looked to the side, where four of her most valuable and trusted Dark Generals stood in a cluster. They watched and waited for her orders. Perhaps she should send them out to look for the Moon Brat and her freak protector. Maybe that would keep them busy long enough for her newest general to begin working.

***Motoki's POV***

"Do we have everything," Minako asked for the twelfth time inside an hour. Motoki just nodded, not even bothering to speak. The arcade was closed, the truck was loaded with their prisoners and with all the supplies they would need. Ami had four syringes. There were two more doses in them for Mamoru and Usagi each, just in case. He looked back to see them, now mostly covered with a tarp. The girls climbed into the cab of the truck with him, and he turned the keys in the ignition.

The drive to the marina was done in silence, or as close to silence as possible with the engine running and five people breathing in an enclosed space. Motoki's thoughts were running wild. He'd been given a strange sort of walkie-talkie, that could only send and receive messages to the one other, but you couldn't actually have a conversation. The whole thing stumped him.

It took more time to unload their guests and set them on the bed in the boat. Minako and Ami got to work undressing them while Rei and Makoto helped him load everything else onto the boat as quickly and quietly as they could. They really didn't want anyone to notice them and ask what they were doing. He was just thankful his parents had a boat in the first place, and that he was allowed to use it.

His mind wandered to the island they'd chosen. They'd originally had nearly a dozen potential places, but over the past few weeks, with a couple short trips to sea, they'd narrowed the list until only one place was fitting. Not much in the way of trees or brush to cover the two, though just enough to provide shade should they need it. A good cave with a smoke hole in the ceiling. A sloped beach so they didn't have to worry about flooding. And two sources of fresh water. There were also a few types of fruits in the trees that did grow. All in all, he was happy with the choice.

He went to the wheelhouse and turned the engine on. Everyone and everything was on board and prepared. They were ready. It was well past midnight now, and he hoped that the morning would be a beautiful one. It was officially October 1st, he noted. They would not be seeing their friends again until November 1st. He would miss his best friend, but he knew in his heart that the young couple belonged together, whether they knew it or not.

Besides, his family's arcade couldn't take much more abuse.

His only real hesitation in this plan was the fact that Mamoru was also Tuxedo Kamen, and taking him away would leave Sailor Moon without her protector. The little heroine was the only one who could take down the Youma according to Mamoru. The other girls could weaken it, but she always had to finish the task. And often that meant getting far too close to danger for comfort. He wished he knew who Sailor Moon was so he could send her a message to be more careful.

***Rei's POV***

Rei was carefully pulling items out of Usagi's subspace pocket one by one. Old tests, candy wrappers, a brush and compact, her Luna Pen. The brooch was already tucked into Rei's own subspace pocket, and she added the pen to it, the communicator, and then the wand. She wasn't sure about that portion of the plan. What if the Negaverse discovered their location and attacked them? But Minako had assured them they would protect her if that happened.

She took everything else away, including a few manga and a bar of chocolate. She grinned at her little friend, hoping this plan worked. The evil side of her was gleeful about certain aspects, including the embarrassment of being forced to walk around naked, and the cutting of the gorgeous, long, locks of hair. But mostly she just wanted Usagi and Mamoru to hurry up and get together and stop arguing.

Even the Great Fire had shown her the two were destined to be together. So she would do her part. She knew Usagi would be angry, but she also knew the girl couldn't hold her mad for very long, and would forgive them quickly. There was something important about the two of them ending up together.

Quietly she added one thing to Usagi's subspace pocket. Something she was sure the girl wouldn't want Mamoru to see. A large box of tampons of various sizes. It would have to be enough for one period. She wasn't too sure how heavy Usagi's flow was though.

*** Makoto's POV***

Makoto was angry. She hadn't been aware that the others had intended to cut Usagi's hair. She stood in front of the tiny blonde, refusing to budge.

"I WONT MOVE!" She said, glaring at Rei, who was holding the large shears as though delighted at the prospect. "You aren't getting anywhere near her with those," she added angrily.

"It won't be good for her to have long hair on the island Makoto," Minako said, her voice soothing.

"Makoto," Ami cut in. "She could get lice, or sand fleas. Her hair could get caught in twigs and branches and trip her. It will be a tangled mess. I don't want to do this either, but we have to, for her own protection."

Makoto sighed. That was the only argument that could sway her. "Fine, but we make it clear I was against it! She's going to hate us for this."

***Ami's POV***

She wasn't happy about what she'd been allowed to give them for medical supplies. A bottle of aspirin, some gauze and bandages, and a few other odds and ends. At least she'd convinced them on a few things like sunscreen and aloe, alcohol pads and a bottle of vinegar. She sighed, looking over the meager supply. She knew it wasn't enough. Not for a month. Perhaps though, if supplies ran low they could Sailor Teleport more in, or make a midnight run.

This whole thing seemed poorly thought out. She wished she'd had more time for planning. She was well aware that the two were going to be very sick for the next few days, and that it was a long shot that this would even work given past attempts. They'd tried just about everything.

Mamoru had confessed his feelings to Motoki. Usagi had confessed her feelings to Minako. Something should have worked by now, but they were both being stubborn fools. She'd read dozens of articles on matchmaking, and nothing had helped. This really was their last resort.

She was only really worried about the large bottle, more a jug really, of wine. Usagi had once accidentally had wine at a masquerade ball. It had not been pretty. Tuxedo Kamen had ended up carrying her out. He'd put her on a bench outside, but Luna had caught him kissing her.

Wasn't drugging them bad enough?

***Jadeite's POV***

Jadeite wanted to scream. He knew this wasn't where he was supposed to be. This place of darkness and terror. But he had no way to fight the evil inside him. He was nearly free several times, and as soon as he got close, he was returned to the chamber again. He feared the chamber. The unending physical and emotional pain. Even now he could feel it, in his chest, where his soul was being smothered by the darkness.

He had been ordered to find Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen. Apparently, they would be out of the city for a time. He didn't know what to search for, but he knew there was something out there. Something that would tell him where to look. He just had to find it.

Kunzite entered their chamber and sat in one of the chairs. The four of them were considered strange among the others in the Negaverse. Because they were friends. All of them. They cared for one another as brothers. While they were competitive, they could also work together. Now, he searched the face of his leader.

"Kunzite, I don't know where to look," he began. He adjusted the strap of his shirt. He truly hated the leather clothing that had been given to him. "I've been tasked to find Moon and Kamen, but where could they have gone?"

Kunzite grinned. "With the four of us together, we can find them."

Jadeite nodded. That was what he had been hoping for. Together they had been able to accomplish tasks others could only dream of. Hadn't they cleared England in less than a year? Of course, there had only been one opponent there, and here there were many. But four of them could take Moon and Kamen. He was sure of it.

"I'll call the others," he said finally, and Kunzite nodded.

"Good. We have work to do."

***Minako's POV***

It took time and effort to get everything lugged onto the beach. Makoto carried Usagi down, then Mamoru a few minutes later. Both were already naked, the lack of clothing a major part of the master plan. Hopefully the two of them would make love and everything would be fixed. She busied herself inside the stone shelter. It was a cave that they had found in their search. Motoki had spent long hours building a windbreak so that the two would have enough warmth as the nights grew colder.

Makoto was now setting up the fire pit, carrying in stacks and stacks of driftwood and piling them as neatly as she could. Rei moved the small table up against one wall and set the cooler on top of it. Motoki had finished with the windbreak and was now carrying the two boxes of food. He emptied the contents onto a stone ledge on the cave wall.

Minako's own contribution was with the food and other items. She'd argued long and hard for it. Several dozen large pillar candles and a little basket of love oils were placed on another ledge, and she grinned, turning back to her work.

On the little table, carefully placed so it would be visible to both Mamoru and Usagi they put a new version of the communicator sitting on top of a white sheet of paper with tiny words scrawled over the surface. It only had two buttons. One red, one green. One was a transmit button, one was an end button. They could send the two of them messages that way, and they would be able to send return messages, but there would be no actual talking between the groups. That prevented them from having screaming matches. Minako was quite delighted with the device. It had been specifically created to give to family or friends who knew their secret. None had ever been given out yet though, and she was excited to see how it worked.

The twin sized futon had been lain against the far wall, furthest from the door. A small opening in the roof of the cave sent a spear of light shining down on it. She placed the extra large sleeping bag over it, then watched as Makoto placed Usagi down on her back. The girl looked strange without her long hair tied up in her trademark odangoes.

Minako sighed. She watched as Makoto placed Mamoru face down on top of Usagi. The girl was so tiny it looked like she'd be swallowed whole. Luckily she was a superhero and the added weight wouldn't harm her. Minako shooed the others away and went to finish setting the two potential lovers up. She grinned evilly as she took in just how close Mamoru was to penetrating Usagi. He was stiff in his sleep and Minako felt that this was just what the doctor had ordered. She glanced around, making sure no one was looking, and carefully moved him just a bit closer, until he was just barely inside her. She quickly covered the pair with the other side of the sleeping bag and zipped it closed.

Maybe they'd be intimate before they ever even got out of bed. Wouldn't that be lovely? She slipped her secret treat into the basket of oils. It was a card deck with images from the Kama Sutra. They didn't call her the goddess of love for nothing!

The final touches were all in place. All the first aid items were visible, the fishing hooks and lines were in their small tin. The water bottles and purifier were neatly placed in the corner beyond the table. The two knives and matches were visible. Everything was ready.

Minako ushered everyone out of the cave turned home, and took one last look behind her. Mamoru was moving his hips, pressing himself into Usagi, and there was a slight hiss from her even as she slept. She grinned. 'Oh, yes,' she thought. 'They're already intimate.' She could tell he had broken through already by how far his hips were moving. It was perfect.

Author's Note: I just want to make it clear - this last scene Minako performed an assault. What she did was wrong, and should not be condoned.

Here are the old rules:
Trapped together Til Halloween Story Contest - Reba Jean
The Senshi and Motoki are disgusted with Usagi's and Mamoru's constant bickering and fighting. They have tried all the usual means to get the two together, including blind dates and locking them in the arcade, but nothing has worked. Minako and company have devised an even more evil plan: render them unconscious and deposit them together, nude in a double sleeping bag, stranding them together with no clothes until Halloween in an isolated room or remote barren island. They have viciously bobbed Usagi's hair to shoulder length. Usagi and Mamoru do not yet know one another's secret identities. Usagi does not have her transformation brooch, or Luna Pen. The one communication device available can only be used to contact the Inner Senshi or Motoki.

Setting One:
An isolated room, furnished with only a sleeping bag and a futon. There is a bathroom, but only one small hand-towel to share (too small to wear). The TV plays only the most banal boring shows you can imagine. They have sufficient MRE's or prepared meals and some bread, fruit, cheese, etc. to last for one month. Minako also left them a bowl of strawberries, a can of whipping cream, one bottle of chocolate syrup, a VERY large jug of wine, one bottle of generic pain reliever tablets, and a variety of massage oils. No coffee, junk food, candy, ice cream, or chocolate (aside from the bottle of syrup) is there.

Setting Two:
An isolated, barren island, too far to whim elsewhere and with few or no trees or large bushes and very little grass or vegetation. Their sleeping bad is left on a futon on the floor of a stone shelter building/ There is a supply of fresh water and sufficient driftwood on the beach for fires but not to build a boat or raft. In addition to the food supplies they have fish hooks and line, two knives, a box of matches, and a lantern with a supply of kerosene. They have sufficient MRE's or prepared meals and some bread, fruit, cheese, etc. to last for one month. Minako also left them a bowl of strawberries, a can of whipping cream, one bottle of chocolate syrup, a VERY large jug of wine, one bottle of generic pain reliever tablets, and a variety of massage oils. No coffee, junk food, candy, ice cream, or chocolate (aside from the bottle of syrup) is there.

The Objectives:
1). To work together to a)escape or b) survive their trap.
2). To revenge themselves on the perpetrators (no murder allowed).

MY CHANGES:
1)No TELEVISION - Cause it's a distraction and they would have been too smart for that.
2). Must be one UNINTENDED consequence. (i.e. Losing a major battle with the dark kingdom, someone getting seriously injured, etc.)
3). A few more supplies for safety's sake, such as sunscreen and toothbrushes and a few odds and ends each of their captors snuck to them.