Something Special
Part 5
by the Hoyden (dulcinea42@yahoo.com)
Rated PG-13

Author's Notes:  I don't even need to ask for a show of hands
as to who would like to kiss Mamoru.  More AN's at the end!




     Mamoru's eyes glinted with a challenging look, but at the
same time he looked needy, even desperate.  "Oh Mamo-chan,"  I
sighed and leaned my head against his chest.  Closing my eyes, I
luxuriated in feel of soft cotton against my cheek.  "It's late
and I need to go home,"  I mumbled into his shirt.  "I promise
I'll tell you everything tomorrow."

     Mamoru pulled away so that he could look me in the eye.  "Be
careful, Usako,"  he warned me urgently.  He dragged his fingers
through that incredible black hair and ducked his head a bit.
"I...care about you, and I don't want you to be in any trouble."

     Just call me a Hershey kiss on a warm summer day.  My heart
melted and I embraced him enthusiastically, knocking both into a
semi-reclining position on his couch.  "You care about me?  ME?
Your favorite Odango Atama?"  I teased him, giggling merrily.

    "My only Odango Atama,"  he said solemnly, though a smile
tugged at the corner of his mouth.  I squealed in frustration
and started to tickle him, but he had the upper hand since he
was apparently not that ticklish.  Unfortunately, I am, and my
dear Mamo-chan took extreme advantage of that.  Within ten
seconds I was howling and begging for mercy, to his amusement.
He stopped for a minute.  "What will you give me if I stop
tickling you?"

    "Anything!"  I gasped, struggling for air and feeling the
pain in my side from laughing so hard.

    Mamo-chan's face neared my own, and he rubbed his nose
against mine.  "Would you give me a kiss?"

    Breathless, but not from being tickled, I whispered,  "A
kiss?"

    "They're very nice, you know,"  he whispered, his lips
nearly, but not quite touching mine.  "Especially yours.
They seem to be the focus of all of my daydreams and have
kept me," -here he kissed my chin- "up" -then the tip of my
nose- "these past two nights, just thinking of you."

    I closed my eyes when those dreamt-of velvety lips touched my
own once again with a soft, insistent passion.  He wasn't
hesitant, I decided somewhere along the way.  Just gentle, as
though he were afraid I might run away.  I screwed up my
determination; after all, I had seen plenty of movies and I KNEW
kisses could be a lot more involved.   Poor Mamo-chan, I thought.
I always seem to be doing this to him.  With that last thought,
I hesitantly slipped my tongue between his lips.  If he was
shocked, he didn't let on;  instead he pulled me even tighter
against him and kissed me deeply.

    Some minutes later, wretched reality kicked back in.  I
pulled away from him regretfully.  Mamoru sighed as well, and
proceeded to walk me outside.

    Twirling some hair from one of my ponytails around his
fingers, he held me close with his other hand securely wrapped
around my lower back.  "I'll see you tomorrow, ne?"  he asked
hopefully.

    "I have to meet with some friends after school,"  I warned
him.

    His eyes glittered with something approaching mischief. 
"Fine. We'll go out to dinner and then you can tell me all
about your wild nocturnal adventures."  I started to protest
that he didn't really need to take me out to dinner, but I was
kissed into submission.  "Ja ne, angel."


     My jaw hit the ground with an audible CLUNK as I stared
after him.




    After school the next day, I met the girls at Rei's temple.
Makoto was engrossed in a recipe for something called "Rice
Krispie Treats."  As far as I could discern, it involved a
massive quantity of marshmallows.  My stomach rumbled cheerfully,
as if I needed any further persuasion.  Behind Makoto's back, Ami
and I joyfully pilfered marshmallows from one bag.  Rei and
Minako were chatting casually between stolen mouthfuls of yummy
marshmallows, courtesy of myself and Ami.  Somehow, Rei managed
to bring up something I was a little unprepared to deal with.

     "Naru says you have a boyfriend, Usagi-chan!"  Rei chortled.
The others quickly turned to me with fascination.

     "Who is he?"

     "Where does he go to school?"

     "You can't just keep secrets like this, Usagi-chan?"

     "How far have you gone?"

     I blushed furiously at the barrage of curious questions.
Finally, I took a deep breath and plunged ahead.  "Well, we
only met a couple of days ago...."  After I had finished a
somewhat edited story, the girls sighed in unison.

     "How romantic,"  Minako gushed.  "I saw him at the
arcade the first day when he was teasing you, Usagi-chan.
He is SOOOOO good-looking.  Why, he almost looks like Tuxedo
Kamen!"

     The blood drained out of my face.  It's possible for two
different people to look similar, isn't it?

     But is it probable that they would kiss in the same way?



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To be continued in part 6

Okay, I am really sorry that this is so short, but real life
made an unwanted intrusion this week.  Also, I apologize in
advance because I won't be posting next week.  Next week I
will be in Costa Rica, touring rain forests, hot springs,
the incredible Arenal Volcano, and catching some sun on the
beaches.  Hopefully I will be productive on the plane and
write two parts to post when I return.  In the meantime, go
read Lilac Summers and Lord Chaos - it will be time well
spent.  You know, kinda like A&E.

Ja ne!
The Hoyden