Author: Hikari
Email: Machi_no_Tenshi@excite.com
Rated: R
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A Monogatari by Hikari.
Chapter 4:
During the passed few weeks, Mamoru and Usagi went out various
times together, with the intention to make up for all those lost
years of unknown whereabouts. Right now, they sat together at a
café near the Tokyo Tower, watching all the tourists walk by...
"So..." Mamoru turned towards her. "You never really told me why
you changed your name to 'Hanako' ?"
"Well," she blushed. She was doing that very often when he was
concerned... ESPECIALLY when he looked at her with those beautiful
deep-blue eyes. "You remember how I used to hang out with you guys
instead of playing with the girls, right?"
He nodded. "So?"
"My mom thought that I would grow-up to be a 'tomboy' and decided
to put me in 'modeling' classes." She said while rolling her eyes
and wiping her hair to her side with her right hand in a sarcastic
manner. At that, Mamoru began to laugh. "Stop that!" She huffed.
"What's so funny?!"
He tried his best to get himself under control, and while still
smirking said, "You in modeling classes!!" And then he broke out
in laughter again.
"Well 'HA-HA' to you too!!" Crossing her arms. "I would not be
a model where it THAT impossible for me to be in modeling classes,
MISTER!"
That shut him up. He tried to look at her, but she had turned
away in anger. Making his best 'puppy-dog' face, he gently tapped
her shoulder. "I'm sorry." She turned to look at him in disbelief.
"I didn't mean it like that... I just meant that I couldn't imagine
how scared your mother must have been to do that to you."
Her face softened. "She must have been pretty paranoid, huh?"
She began to giggle. "Motoki-kun almost took it the same way you
did when I told him I couldn't go play anymore."
"Motoki?!"
She turned to look at him. "Yeah..."
"Where is he?" Mamoru's features became confused. "I've tried
looking everywhere for him."
"Motoki-kun is in the family business now." She smiled. "He
moved to Kobe where the headquarters of 'Furuhata Inc.' are."
"Oh." He thought for a second. "Does he know about you being
'Hanako' too?"
"Who do you think gave me the alias?"
"Ok," He scratched his head, "NOW you have me REALLY confused."
Usagi burst into a fit of giggles, which began to die suddenly,
leaving her with a serious look. "When mother told me that your
parents died..." she looked down. "I thought YOU had died too."
She sniffled. "I always remembered how much you loved roses," she
looked at him. "And I guess I felt like I had a part of you every
time I carried one." She sighed as her gaze traveled to the sky.
"From that day on, Motoki always saw me with a rose, so he began
to call me 'Flower-child'." A smile found it's way back to Usagi's
lips. "And when I needed something to be called, to prevent being
singled-out, I didn't have to think twice about my name." When she
turned to look at him again, she saw a strange emotion being evoked
from his eyes. "What?" She asked.
Mamoru shook his head slowly. "Nothing."
'I've seen that look in him before,' she thought. 'But I can't
remember where.'
Suddenly, bringing then out of their silence, rain began to pour.
"ArGh!" Mamoru said while getting up. "Come on!!" Grabbing her hand,
they ran together towards his bike and got on.
He maneuvered the street curves with great agility, heading
towards his apartment as soon as possible. Usagi had her arms
wrapped around his waist from behind. 'He feels so warm and safe.'
She thought as she snuggled even deeper into his back.
Once in the apartment, Mamoru took off his jacket. "Listen,"
He said. "Why don't you sit on the couch while I get you something
to change into or dry off with, ok?"
"Alright."
He went into the bedroom and came back with one of his fluffy
sweaters. "Here," he told her while handing it to her. "Put this
on, it'll warm you up."
She smiled as she gently took the sweater from him and began
to put it over herself. "Thanks"
"No problem," he said while sitting next to her on the couch,
"I wouldn't want my favorite girl to get sick, now would I?"
Usagi's head immediately wiped in his direction, eyes somewhat
startled. 'Favorite girl'? she thought. 'Oh, were it only true.'
In sadness, her face dropped down and her gaze seemed to be anywhere
but the apartment. Mamoru took notice of the icy trance that had
taken over Usagi and did something he hadn't done to her in years...
he began to tickle her.
In sudden surprise, Usagi began to laugh uncontrollably, not
being able to hide the fact that even though the years had gone
by, she was still as ticklish as ever. "Mamo-cHAn!!" She cried.
"PlEasSeee!! StTopp!"
But he only continued his merciless pursuit. "Boy... You really
are ticklish. Aren't you?" It was a mocking question and she knew
it. She tried to fight back, tried to tickle him too, but it was
a very hard task to accomplish when one could hardly breath.
Now, lying on the couch laughing so hard that tears ran freely
down her cheeks, she could somehow smell his cologne. And as she
opened her eyes and took notice that his face was merely inches
away from hers, Usagi realized that at some point, his hands had
stopped making her laugh and were now the cause of her shivering.
She could see his gaze wandering from her eyes, to her neck, and
finally to her lips. His strong arms wrapping themselves harder
around her waist, and then... it happened. What she had wanted
so badly to occur ever since the first time she saw him again. To
feel his lips on hers.
Mamoru could fight it no longer. It had been 10 years since he
had held her in his arms... 10 years since he had kissed her for
all that he was worth... But most of all, it had been 10 years
since he had been able to hold her in his arms and feel as if she
was his. He wanted so bad for her to be his, to know that no one
could ever take her away from him. Memories from his childhood
came to mind, when things were so simple, unlike now.
The urgency of his kisses were getting stronger, as if he was
afraid this moment might not happen again. She could feel his
hands holding her, touching her with more force. She could now
feel his skin upon her skin... so warm - so hot, it felt like
electric shocks every time they touched. It was bliss to feel
his hands - his lips run freely over her body, craving for more.
And she wanted more, she NEEDED more!
"Hey Mamoru-kun?" Kaoru shouted to his cousin from the kitchen's
intercom, unknowingly slamming the engrossed couple back to reality.
"You wanna come down to the garage and help me with the groceries?"
Mamoru and Usagi looked at each other in realization. Looked
at the state they were in!! Usagi with her hair spread upon the
cushions and her shirt partly unbuttoned, the sweater Mamoru gave
her, long ago removed, now lying on the floor with Mamoru's long-
sleeved shirt next to it.
He quickly got off of her took his shirt and placed it on.
Taking one last look at the angel sprawled on his couch he said,
"I think you'd better... straighten-up." His eyes turning sad,
"Your boyfriend is downstairs." And turning away, Mamoru left to
help Kaoru with the bags.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Usagi...? Usagi-san...?" A red-headed girl asked her friend
as they walked through the mall.
Usagi's blue eyes met brown as she saw the concern she had created
in her friend. "I'm fine Izumi-chan, just a little tiered." Boy
was that the understatement of the year!! Usagi had been 'hiding'
from Kaoru lately, involving herself in every type of activity she
could get accepted in. She just didn't want to confront him. She
still wasn't capable of telling Kaoru the truth about the Halloween
party, nor about the time when he found her at his apartment after
his shopping, or about her feelings for Mamoru. Now THERE was a
subject! How was she going to explain to him all these things that
involved Mamoru when she was no longer sure what her feelings towards
Mamoru or him were? Was it just infatuation because of what they
had shared as children? Was it caused by the overjoyed feeling of
now knowing he wasn't dead? She just didn't know!! And the worst
part... was knowing that you had betrayed your boyfriend by cheating
on him.
"TSUKINO USAGI-SAN! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!"
'oh OH' She thought. "I'm sorry Izu-chan," Usagi's head lowered.
"I've just had a lot on my mind lately and I haven't been able to-"
The words stayed stuck in her throat as she gazed at a petite girl
with short straight black hair hanging onto the arm of a tall ivory-
black haired man with extreme possessiveness. Usagi turned around
immediately and trying to prevent being noticed, ran straight into
a near-by restroom. Izumi following close behind.
"Usagi-chan?" Izumi asked at the locked stall. "Sweety, what's
wrong? You looked as if you saw a murder?"
"I did." She replied softly. "He killed my heart."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Kaoru-kun, I've decided it's time that we took our relationship
a step further." Usagi said in the most seductive way she could
muster. "I think it's time we had sex."
Slowly entering her bedroom she began to unzip her dress, letting
it fall once inside. She turned around, "Besides... I'm sure you've
thought about this too, right?" Now, only in her lace-trimmed bra
and panties set, she mounted the bed with surprised sureness. "You
don't have to worry, Mom and Dad aren't home... but I AM."
She liked her lips slowly. She was trying her best to be seduc-
tive, to be temping to get what she wanted. "And I AM ready for
this." Then, she stole a glance at the mirror in nervousness, only
to see her own reflection. "Are you?" she asked herself out loud.
'What if he tells you he loves you, that he'll make sure to be
careful on your first time?' Her mind began to tell her. 'Or what
if in the throws of ecstasy you emit someone else's name? What then?'
"STOP IT!!!" Usagi cried as she held her head in horror. "I WOULD
NOT CALL OUT MAMORU'S NAME!!" She yelled to her conscience in the
hopes that it would leave her alone.
'What if Kaoru was really, ACTUALLY here? Do you really love him?
Would you have given yourself to someone you don't truly love?'
Now, only a heap of emotions, "no..." She cried silently as she
curled herself into a protective ball. "I wouldn't have."
To be continued...
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