Do you know your *** is burning?

Part Two

by:Lazuli

<lazulidreamer@yahoo.com>



	Usagi felt tired, and wished that she was home, and far away from

Chiba Mamoru. That man was so irritating, and here she was now, stuck with

him in a tiny space, plastered along the length of his body. She wondered what

her reaction would be like if she hadn't known that Mamoru and Tuxedo Kamen

were the same person, and blushed. She'd probably be fawning all over him! 

For once, she was glad it was Mamoru underneath her. It saved her from alot

of unwanted embarrsment.

	"Are you enjoying yourself, Odango Atama?" A dry voice asked. "It 

seems that you are getting mighty comfortable there." Usagi blushed again, 

and she wanted to hit her head on a hard object, *other* than Mamoru's chest!

Life just wasn't fair.

	She decided to try and talk nicely to Mamoru for once, and hoped that

the conversation would turn out better than most of their "talks". She didn't want

to have him that close to her when she was out for blood. The temptation to

stick her tiara when the sun didn't shine was entirely too easy of an idea to 

contemplate.

	"So, Mamoru, are you going to stop teasing me now for laziness? 

You know why I am so tired all the time!" There, that ought to get the apologies

rolling. Yes sir, she would bask in her moment of triumph.

	"Actually, Odango, I'm not all that impressed. I'm up at all hours of 

the night as well, and I actually manage to pay attention in school and get good

grades, all without tripping every two steps down the sidewalk." 

	Usagi gave up being nice. Bracing her elbows aganist his chest,

making sure they dug in while she sat up as much as she could, she pulled

off her tiara and whispered the words that changed it's nature. She always

imagined doing this to Mamoru. Now was the time to do it.

	"Tiara.. gag him!" She muttered, and leaned back, blissful, to the 

sounds of a Mamoru's muffled cursing, and unsucessful attempts to free 

himself. Ah, revenge.



	An half hour went by and Usagi grew tired of singing all the songs she

knew by Kotono Mitsuishi*, her favorite artist. She knew all of her songs, and

she was enjoying the look on Mamoru's face as she sang them. He couldn't

block his ears, he couldn't make a single nasty comment. She finished up the

last part of the lyrics, her eyes closed in concentration, and she missed the

admiring look in his eyes.

	"Tsuite kite doko mademo 

	Mugen no kanata e"**



	She opened her eyes to see Mamoru lying back, looking bored. She

brought the tiara back to normal, yawning as she did so. Did the tiara drain her

energy? She supposed after a half hour, it would get rather tiring, but it never

seemed to effect her before. 

	"Usagi... do you know you sound just like Kotono-san?" He murmered,

rubbing his mouth from the bond that had stayed on there. He couldn't believe

that his little Odango had the audacity to use her tiara aganist him. He would 

watch his mouth in the future. 

	Usagi blushed, not expecting this comment. "Well, some people say

that I sound like her, but not many people have heard me sing, though. Ariagato,

Mamoru-san."

	Mamoru grinned, and now, released from his bonds, pulled Usagi

easily towards him, pulling her down on his chest again. Her eyes widened 

with surprise, and his eyes lit up with an inner fire.

	"Usagi... I should apologize to you properly. For all that I've said and

done. But since it doesn't look like we'll be going anywhere soon, I suppose I

must settle with this."

	And without warning, Mamoru's warm lips were once more pressed

aganist hers, and this time she responded faster than last time. Wrenching

her lips away from his, she glared at him, angry that she was enjoying this,

and he knew it, and there was no way to get away. She cursed the Dark 

Kingdom thrice over than it already was, and promised that when she met

Beryl, she would kick her six way from Sunday before polishing her off with

the ginzishou.

	Mamoru seemed unaffected by Usagi's animosity. Instead, he seemed

to enjoy being in power here. They would be rescued soon, he was sure of, and

it dissapointed him that he would never have a chance to have Usagi this close

again. She probably wouldn't even accept his help as Tuxedo Kamen. He 

wouldn't let this golden opprutunity pass him by! With a move that was granted

to him by his strong muscles, he flipped both he and Usagi over, until she was

the one pinned underneath him. Usagi's eyes grew even wider at his act, and

he was satisfied that he finally got the better of her. He leaned down to kiss

her again, when he felt a burning heat down below. 

	"Try it buster, and you'll be less of a gentleman than you are now." 

Her grin was sadistic, and he knew better. Usagi scooted up in front of him so

neither of them were laying down anywhere. Instead they were facing eachother

from mere inches away, and Usagi's eyes kept straying to his eyes, then to 

his lips. Feeling something akin to a shove on her back, she catapulted right 

into Mamoru's arms, her lips catching his in a powerful kiss, and this time she

didn't pull away. 

	When Usagi finally decided to use whatever air they had left in the

enclosed space, she moved backward, not realizing that her hands were

tangled up in Mamoru's hair, and his in hers, and that they had been so *close*.

She blushed brightly, and ignored Mamoru's soft laughter. He didn't sound as

if he was laughing *at* her, but she still couldn't believe that she and Mamoru

Chiba kissed so... so....  She blushed again, unable to meet Mamoru's eyes.

	She was about to apologize to him, when a sudden inner sense told

her to de-transform. Mamoru followed her lead a second later, his eyes averted

as she changed back to civillian form. At least he gave her that much, making

up for his comments earlier. 

	Only a few moments of utter silence passed by before the 

rubble above them was lifted up by several workers, one of who was

Mako-chan, dressed in volunteer coveralls. Her eyes widened when she saw

Usagi and Mamoru in the tiny space together, but made no comment. She

simply leaned down and helped Usagi, then Mamoru out of the hole, and gave

Usagi a look promising that there would be a meeting about this later.

	Usagi sighed as she let Mako-chan lead her to one of the paramedics,

suddenly feeling all the aches and bruising that she got while the building had

collapsed around her. She really didn't want to be in the hospital again, but

they told her only a small portion of it had been damaged. As she was getting

settled into the room, she noticed the bed was being set up beside her with

Mamoru. She hung her head, feeling like someone was playing some sort

of joke on her. Her thoughts about the matter were confirmed when her nurse

came back to check on her.

	"Your charts say that you were here originally for a pregnacny exam.

Let's get that out of the way, shall we?" Usagi wanted to scream, and she knew

she heard Mamoru's laughter all the way to the bathroom.



	



	





*Tsukino Usagi's seiyuu

**last two lines of Usagi's image song from the R season. Ai wa Enajii