Title: Oblivious
Author: Princess Destiny
Email: In Profile
Author's Homepage: destinysgateway DOT com
Rating: NC 17+ (Adult themes and a lemon)
Summary: 'One Hour Challenge' #107: Response Fanfic. A blast from a Youma has hit Sailor Moon and now she's invisible! She decides to torment her worst enemy, thinking he can't see her, but he can!
Genre: Romance/UST/Comedy/Kinky/Lemon
Couple: Usagi/Mamoru
Category: SMTK
Chapters: 3/?
Status: Unfinished
Year Completed: N/A
Size: 91 KB

One Hour Challenge #107: Scene: One of your 'Couple' has turned invisible, only seen by the other of the 'Couple'.

Comments: Hi everyone! Wow, I apologise that it has been months since I wrote for this Fanfic, or any other. I started a new job, with a different shift every week, and consequently never had time to write any chapters for my stories. I have five days off though, so I'm writing a new Chapter for this one and hopefully the final two or three Chapters for 'A Kiss In The Dark' as well. Darn, this Fanfic was only supposed to be three Chapters long though, and now who knows how many there will be? I have thinking over and over the plot for ages now and there was no way to end it on Chapter Three without it sounding too rushed or dumb. I really do hope that you like this Chapter though, since I haven't written in four months and it was really, really hard to just dive back into writing after so long. Whew.

Guys, just a reminder that the Fanfic is clearly marked as a lemon, and not for kids. So please don't read it and then leave a negative review when you know it's going to have sex in it! LOL

By the way, my site hasn't been doing so well since I started work, with not so many Fanfiction submissions as we used to have, so if anyone has a Sailor Moon story and would like to submit it, I'd really appreciate it. :) There's a big Sailor Moon section.

Thank you Goddess Usagi for help with editing this Chapter!

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OBLIVIOUS

By Princess Destiny

Chapter Three

"Which Senshi?" He croaked, eyes going to her hair. Only one of the Senshi was blonde and that was Sailor Moon. No, it couldn't be her. He had a bond with the heroine that the other Senshi didn't understand and never felt underlying all their battles. It was inconceivable that she had been under his nose all this time and he hadn't realised it was her.

Wow, Mamoru had believed her so quickly! It was almost as if he knew what the Crystal was. And that had her worrying a little. "Umm-never mind. The glamour's apparently hide how we look to normal people, so I don't look like the Senshi I am." She babbled, eyes going around the room frantically. Anywhere but meeting his gaze. She felt...ashamed somehow. Like she had let him down, her being a Sailor Senshi. His incredulous expression said it all.

"That didn't answer my question!" He almost thundered, scaring them both. His fists clenched at his side, and he felt like breaking something. Why he was so angry, he really couldn't say. Did he feel betrayed that the girl he thought that he knew had such a huge secret. A moment later, it hit him that he was hiding something like that from her. He was Tuxedo Kamen, and suddenly he felt like a bastard. Her eyes were on him finally, their expression a little scared. Okay, he had been rather scary...

"Sorry." He said stiffly. "It doesn't matter which one. I was being stupid."

"Sure," She said hesitantly, relaxing back into her chair a little. When he had yelled like that, he had scared the crap out of her. But at least it seemed that he was willing to believe her. She had summoned a Crystal out of thin air, even if he had no clue just what it was. "This is called a Rainbow Crystal and the Dark Kingdom wants them bad. They send those Youma out to find the Crystal Carriers. I got caught out when I wasn't concentrating and this goo got me. Next thing I know, no one can see me." She blinked and focused on him as something occurred to her. "Why can you see me?" She whispered.

Mamoru's teeth gritted together and he took a fortifying breath. Was he going to be up front also? Yes. Yes, he had to be. She had been honest enough with him, although he wasn't sure if she was Sailor Moon or Mars. Odango had explained that they looked nothing like their Senshi counterparts, but had she been lying?

Without a word, he summoned his two Rainbow Crystals in orange and green. They appeared in his cupped hands and he saw Usagi's mouth drop open in shock.

Two Crystals, and Mamoru had them. The only person other than a Senshi who would have those on him was... "Tuxedo Kamen?" She squeaked, feeling her world shifting about her chaotically. "You're him and we actually knew each other?" What were the chances of that happening? Ami would have been able to give her the odds.

Once again, Mamoru was impressed by how intelligent Usagi was, now that they were being so open with each other that she didn't feel she needed to act like her usual air-headed self. She had figured out who he was lightning fast. "Tell me about it. I can't believe it either," The dark-haired man replied, staring down at the inner light of the Crystals with awe. He could feel their power.

Suddenly a red Crystal dropped into his hands and he realised that Usagi had leaned over the table between their seats and put it there. The fact that she was even trusting him with it humbled him a little. He couldn't look up at her for a few minutes, determined not to let her know that he cared about her opinion of him. Of Tuxedo Kamen, whom the Senshi had no reason to trust.

"They look good together," Usagi noted, awe in her voice. She could always sense their hidden powers.

"Thank you," He finally said, eyes raising from contemplation of the Crystals-but Usagi was not there. Mamoru stiffened in surprise and then realised that somehow he could no longer see the blonde past her invisibility. "Usagi, oh no," He whispered. Did this mean that the problem was escalating? His fears that the goo could also be poisoning her suddenly came to the fore and he had to firmly admit to himself that he did care about Odango Atama. What a shock...

Usagi stared at her bare feet, rather than talk to his face. It was really very awkward to find out that he was Tuxedo Kamen. She'd sort of had a big crush on him for the longest time, and now to find out it was Mamoru. No other guy had ever made her feel the way the masked hero did...until today with Mamoru.

"Luna said that the Crystals were connected, somehow. Part of an even more powerful object called the Mystical Silver Crystal," Her eyes rose to meet Mamoru's, but he seemed to be looking right through her. To her surprise, he shot to his feet and looked first at her seat, and then about the room with a concerned expression. He walked over to where she was sitting and waved a hand about, almost swiping her breasts. "What on earth are you doing?" She ducked back hurriedly when she almost caught a finger in the eye, perplexed by his antics.

"I'm right...here." She said, suddenly getting a clue that now she was invisible to Mamoru as well. As the blonde reached out for his grasping hand to let him know that she was still there, he swung away, moving about the room. It was really sort of sweet that he was worried about her when she abruptly vanished from his vision. But did this mean she was getting worse if even he couldn't see her now? This was not good.

"Usagi? Odango, where are you?" Mamoru said urgently, eyes seeking out her form. "No wait, I won't hear you if you answer anyway." He finished rather sheepishly.

The Senshi of the Moon was dismayed as her analysis of the situation was confirmed. "You can't see me? Damn, I was afraid of that, Mamoru." She said, walking up to him. She waved her hands in his face, but he continued to hunt for her.

When he had looked up from contemplation of the three Crystals, she was no longer there. She didn't seem to be in the leather seat she had been sitting in either. He walked around the room, then hurriedly looked down he hall to the front door, but from there he could see that the chain was still on. And man did he look stupid inching about the apartment with his arms waving about like someone demented.

"A little help here?" Mamoru said scathingly, wondering if she was messing with him. Payback for the bath incident?

Usagi was left chasing him about the apartment, ducking his arms whenever he suddenly waved them in her direction. After a while, the game got old. What good was it if he couldn't even hear her swearing at him?

The blonde scowled and stopped in the middle of the room to wait for him to come back from the front door. As the upperclassman passed, she grabbed his shirt. It startled him so much that he stopped dead and almost tumbled back into her. "Are you sure I'm supposed to be the airhead around here?" She demanded of him.

Something had grabbed him, and he wasn't close enough to anything to have been caught on something. It had to be Usagi! His face softened into relief and he reached out to where he though she was. His hand smacked into something soft and he winced as he realised it was her cheek. "Sorry, sorry." Mamoru muttered, tentatively stretching out his hand in her direction. He was glad when her hands grabbed onto his. Thank god.

He was also an idiot! The girl was invisible and all he had to do was wait for her to come to him, instead of floundering about the apartment with arms waving about like some drunk. So if he could no longer see her and he hadn't seen her leave, it only left one thing. He gave an embarrassed little smile. "I was er-worried." He tried to explain this reaction, which really had been too drastic. Emotions had overrode any reason.

She winced at her sore cheek and then held onto his hands like it was a lifeline. Even if she was somehow invisible to him also now, he was all she had and she wasn't leaving his side. "I'm scared." She whispered, pressing his hand to her chest. Her fingers brushed against the Rainbow Crystals in his hand and all of a sudden his eyes were locking on hers.

They both looked at the Crystal, realisation in their eyes. It clicked suddenly what their common link was. "The Crystals!" They both said at the same time.

"Give me mind back, quick," She said, grabbing at the red Rainbow Crystal. So this meant that it was their connection to the Crystals that made her visible to him. "Oh my god. Thank you for being Tuxedo Kamen and stealing those Crystals before we could get them!" She said in relief.

That had been a very backhanded comment! But he forgave her. Mamoru was also pleased inside that he had taken the Crystals, or Usagi would now be all alone. She was giving him such a relieved look, and her hand was still clutching his hand to her soft breasts, that he found he was biting back the usual retort that was never have bothered him before.

Yes, the dark-haired man found that he was reassessing their whole relationship and even the way they spoke to each other. Until now, he had viewed her as a school girl who was quite lazy, bad at her grades and liked to screech at him like a fish-wife. But Mamoru had also noted over the years that she was amazingly faithful to her friends, was always there when someone was in need and had a large heart.

"What are you thinking about?" Usagi asked him softly, seeing an unexpected expression in his blue eyes as he gazed at her. She could almost have identified it as-tenderness. But that wasn't possible, coming from him.

He blinked at her, noted that she had a rather perplexed look on her face, and wondered what she had seen as she stared at him. "Nothing-bad." Mamoru murmured, pulling his hand from hers reluctantly. Without thinking, she had clutched his hand to her breasts, giving him another glimpse of how good together they would be. Amazing. Feeling his stomach curl in excitement at the thought of her under his sheets, on his bed...naked, the handsome upperclassman hurriedly turned his back to her and went to the couch.

"Hmm," The blonde said under her breath. Somehow, she had liked it better when he was pretending not to know she was there. His expressions had been rather interesting, now that she recalled the whole scene in the Arcade again. Mamoru was hiding something from her, but maybe it was only him fighting the attraction they had to each other. God knew, she was fighting it herself.

Usagi blushed and sat down across from him again. She was leader of the Senshi, but Mamoru was Tuxedo Kamen and she found herself gazing at him expectantly. He would know how to fix this-right?

"Don't get your hopes up, Odango. I'm going to be a doctor, not a detective!" He said rather caustically, when he saw Usagi's china blue eyes staring at him like he held the mysteries of the world in the palm of his hand. When her face fell, he almost wished he hadn't said anything.

After a moment of silence, her eyes narrowed. "Then I can only see one solution to this problem, jerk," Usagi told him, thinking hard about their options. She didn't like what they needed to do, but there wasn't much that could be done differently.

A pang in the region of her heart told another story. One that she was going to hide from him if it killed her. She liked him. Even though the realisation had just hit her with the weight of a freight train. Bewilderingly, the fact that they had already fallen back into their old name calling routine, and were arguing again instead of kissing, sort of hurt.

The blonde moved her eyes to the carpet and she sighed deeply. Great, as if the problem at hand wasn't enough, she was now falling for the creep she had loathed for the last few years. Okay, so not loathed exactly. He did appear to be her best friend, her argument buddy, and the one person she got along with better with than even Rei. When had dislike turned to something more complicated?

And-and...she was staring at his chest again before she realised it. Flushing, her eyes went up to his face and she found that he was smirking at her!

Odango Atama couldn't help herself. Mamoru shook his head and grinned like an idiot when he saw her eyes skitter up from the carpet and settle for long moments on his muscled chest. Despite her best efforts not to look; or so he divined from the glare that settled over her features. It seemed aimed at herself rather than him, as if she were angry at herself for having the hots for him.

"What would that solution be?" He murmured, picking up their conversation from where it had dropped off before. Did she mean to call the other Sailor Senshi into the problem? Admittedly, that would be an excellent idea, given that Mercury could probably find out what was wrong with Usagi using that computer of hers. It didn't seem to be an ordinary small laptop. She used it frequently in battle and seemed the most intelligent of the Senshi. Did that mean that Mercury was Ami?

That meant that Usagi could only be Sailor Moon or Sailor Mars...and with how irritable the dark-haired Senshi was, he was strongly inclined to believe she was Rei. So, that left Sailor Moon. How did he-feel about that? At that moment, his emotions were so conflicted that he wasn't sure what to be thinking or feeling.

"We draw out Zoisite and beat the answer out of her," The blonde girl blurted out, slamming one fist into the palm of her other hand. She was unaware that her companion's mind was wandering from the current situation. He suddenly blinked and then stared at her like she had announced that she had spoken another language.

"What?" Mamoru said sharply, her words sinking in. Zoisite? This little blond girl wanted to deliberately take on the flower-toting psycho from another realm deliberately? Even for Sailor Moon, that was just plain nuts! Bringing in the other Senshi was really looking quite attractive right now, even if they beat the crap out of him for getting perverted with their Leader...if they found out, of course. He surely wasn't going to tell them. His blue eyes narrowed. "No, absolutely not." He stated flatly.

Usagi groaned. She suspected from his glare that he wasn't going to fall in with her plan. But really, she did need him on her side. "Oh, come on, Mamoru. Who better to tell us how to get rid of this invisibility thing than the queen bitch herself?" She reasoned with him.

Wow, Usagi had sworn again! He had never heard her do it in the years he had known her, and now she had done it several times in one afternoon. This girl was not what she seemed to be, no not at all. His lashes lowered further and his eyes slid over her face assessingly. He wondered about her air-headed nature, and about her very intelligent mind and came to one very shocking conclusion.

Usagi had a brain. And she deliberately played the dumb blonde so that no one would guess what she was really like.

Did Ami, Rei and Makoto even know what sort of a pretence their friend had been playing out? It was shocking to say the least. But somehow he felt privileged that he had been the first person she ever showed her true self to. Even now, her face was full of concentration, as she thought out their battle with Zoisite. Mamoru could see her mind working as she sorted through scenario's, and wondered how he could ever have missed such an important thing. Maybe because Usagi now knew she didn't need to guard her real self from him, and so was being much more open? This implied a level of trust she didn't show others.

Had their lustful encounter in the bathroom really broken down all the barriers between them? Or was it the fact that he was Tuxedo Kamen that had changed her mind? He was dying to know which one it was.

They were going to have their hands full with the Dark Kingdom General, and Usagi had no illusions about the fact. Zoisite was not human and therefore she had very few human weaknesses in her emotions. She did seem vain and got angry easily, but her heart was an icicle. She did not have any morals and saw hurting humans as a means to an end.

The woman had cold-bloodedly killed her comrade, Nephlyte, without blinking. Her laugh before she had vanished in a cloud of her trademark pink petals had chilled Sailor Moon to the bone. The Senshi had fervently wished that day that none of her friends ever crossed paths with the woman when they were all alone. There would be no mercy.

Her fingers curled into claws and Usagi knew her face was giving away her hatred for the alien woman who had been their most evil foe to date coming from the Dark Kingdom. Hands suddenly closed over her own, forcing the fingers to relax from their stiffness. The blond glanced up and found that Mamoru was kneeling before her, face very close. His eyes were so kind, she felt herself sinking into the warmth of his gaze without resistance. "You-umm..." Her mouth was moving before she had even had a conscious thought on what to say.

"Me?" The dark-haired man said, lips curving. His fingers tightened on hers and he wished that he could take that horrible stark look of hatred from her eyes forever. He had seen this expression in his own face in the mirror often in the past. Hatred at the world and the terrible blow it had given him in taking his family away and putting him through orphanages and foster homes. Bitterness that he had been forcefully yanked into a world of fighting an alien race from another dimension. He was not hero material. He was a normal guy!

What fool had put him in charge of saving the lives of innocents?

"Don't look at me like-" Usagi blurted out, Her eyes widened in shock as his face moved in close and soft lips covered her own. She instantly tried to pull back by leaning back in her chair, but Mamoru followed her down, his body moving between her legs, his chest brushing hers.

Mamoru felt a resistance to his very impulsive kiss, but he wouldn't let her get away. She would accept his overwhelming need to comfort her! His hands came up to cup her face, and his lips moved over hers far more gently than they had in the bathroom. This was not a lustful embrace, but a caring one. Even if he was completely the wrong person to be offering comfort to another person.

He had trapped her in her seat, and for a moment, Usagi panicked. The moment his hand had cupped her face though, the nervousness had drained away. He wasn't kissing her because he desired her, well perhaps a little bit, but somehow it was gentle and sweet. Like he wanted to take away all her fears in the world and protect her.

Given that he was Tuxedo Kamen, it might not be too much of a long-shot. Did he know that she was Sailor Moon? Logically, there were no other blonde Senshi. Maybe he just suspected, and maybe she was trying to read too much into it. It was awfully distracting to have him kiss her in the first place, and pressing against her like that, her legs falling wide open to accommodate his muscled body between them.

Without realising, her mouth opened and she turned her face slightly to deepen the kiss. Call it her defence mechanism, but it terrified her to receive such a tender kiss from him. Usagi would have preferred lust against that any day, because it raised all sorts of questions about how they really did feel about each other. She had never kissed a guy before today, but to her, he seemed to view her as far more than a nemesis.

She was pulling away from his kiss and Mamoru could feel it. It frustrated him that her lips were so welcoming, but her emotions were so far removed. Usagi was letting him kiss her, and for a moment it seemed like she would accept his warmth, his comfort, but then she was slipping away. Turning their kiss into something more heated and far from tenderness that it made his blood burn. His little innocent opened her mouth and kissed him with the same passion as they had shared in the bathroom an hour or so ago.

One part of him fought the emotions riding high between them, and the other part of him welcomed it with open arms.

The blonde nibbled on Mamoru's bottom lip with her small teeth and lost herself in the incredible sensation spreading through her stomach and breasts, and between her legs. She wanted to wrap her legs around his waist and create that wonderful friction between them. No longer was she trying to distract him, but the blonde was rapidly losing control of the situation.

Mamoru, the bastard, wasn't fighting her on this at all! In fact, he seemed to be more than delighted to accommodate her amorous demands!

He was drowning in desire, and frankly wouldn't have cared if Zoisite herself had appeared in his lounge and demanded a fight, so long as he didn't have to stop... The dark-haired man could feel the wetness seeping through the front of his pants from her panties and it turned him on even more. His hands fell from her smooth cheeks to wrap around the blond girl tightly, his weight settling more firmly into the softness of her thighs. Their chests were so close a ruler couldn't have been inserted between them. The upperclassman wanted to devour her, make her his.

He had never, in his life, felt such a hot-blooded response to a woman before. Not that he hadn't had his crushes, or felt turned on by a lovely girl he had passed on the street or knew at Uni. It was just like a switch had been flicked on and all the passion he had been saving up inside was released for her. For Usagi.

She was sure that they were supposed to be doing something right now-other than this, but Usagi couldn't quite remember what it was. A moan escaped her mouth when his lips finally let hers go to move down over the skin of her neck like a scorching flame. Her eyes were heavy-lidded as she gazed at his dark hair. Her arms had somehow wrapped as tightly about his broad shoulders as he was holding onto her himself. And their bodies were griding together, desperately trying to find some release. Her shirt had come up around her waist, but she didn't really care.

It was getting out of control, and this was all Mamoru's brain could filter out in the form of a coherent though, even as his body screamed to be inside of Usagi's. To rip away her panties and bury himself into her warm wetness. She had probably never done this with a guy in her life, but boy, she was so enthusiastically responding to him that it was like she was a natural.

"Usagi," He groaned into her ear, nipping at the lobe with his teeth before sucking it into his mouth. Her breathy response made his hips move against her own more urgently. Good god, were they going to get each other off right here, without even removing their clothing? He could feel himself being wound so tightly that he knew any moment he would orgasm.

And then a noise broke into it all. It was an insistent beeping that made them pause even amidst their body's frantic movements.

Usagi blinked, realising that it was her communicator. It was instinct that made her try to break away from the man pinning her to the couch and she shoved futilely at his chest, mind rapidly clearing. This was her duty as a Senshi...no matter how amazing it was to be lip-locked with her worst enemy. She took stock of the situation, how her body was screaming frantically at her to throw Mamoru down and make him continue whatever it was they were trying so desperately to reach together, but her friends wouldn't be calling her like this for now reason.

Mamoru felt her arms shove at him to get off and he felt like shouting out his outrage. What was that beeping noise that it had acted like throwing a bucket of cold water over the blonde girl under him? It could only be Senshi duty. "Damn it to hell." He growled, throwing himself off of her and laying flat on the carpet on his back, eyes glaring hard at the ceiling. He desperately tried to beat down his raging lust, and knew that his cock was standing hard at attention through his slacks, but he couldn't find it in himself to be embarrassed at the tenting he knew was in the front of his pants.

Usagi gasped for breath and she tried to get upright and clear her mind at the same time. Her panties felt sticky and somewhat uncomfortable as the cool air hit her. Her breasts felt swollen and heavy, craving touch. And she could still taste him on her lips. She glanced down at Mamoru and she almost giggled at the large tent pointing upward in his pants. It looked uncomfortable, and he was glaring balefully at his ceiling. "Sorry..." She whispered at him, not knowing whether to be angry, frustrated or amused at the situation. Once again they had lost it around each other. With each other.

Sighing, the girl made a gesture with her hand into her sub-space pocket and her communicator fell into her palm. The symbol for Mars was flashing. After sending Mamoru a warning look to be quiet, she pressed the button. "Yes?" She said, voice so breathless and unlike her own that she flushed. She sounded like some sort of umm, dirty phone operator? One of those sex operators who said things like 'Hi, I'm Usagi, want to play with me? I'm all wet for you-'.

Mamoru made choking noises as the blonde blurted out what was obviously supposed to be some scathing inner monologue. Christ, she had sounded so damn sexy when she spoke to that device she had summoned, and then to say those words out loud, sounding like a porn star. He bolted upright, hands clapping over his erection as if to hide something she had obviously already seen. And felt.

Usagi threw him a stunned look when she also realised that her mouth had been moving and she had actually said those things. Mamoru was eyeing her like the big bad wolf had eyed red riding hood. As if she was a snack waiting to be gobbled up.

"Hello? Usagi, are you there? You ditz, did you drop the communicator?" Rei's annoyed voice came out of the device in Usagi's hand. It looked to the upperclassman like a small pink compact. He would have recognised the voice of the priestess-in-training anywhere. She was Usagi's good friend and the two were as close as sisters.

The blonde in question's eyes went huge as she suddenly remembered that she was invisible. Great, and just after she had been showing Mamoru how clever and intelligent she could be. Throwing him an embarrassed look, she glanced back at the communicator rather helplessly. "They can't even hear me." She said, frowning in vexation. And she couldn't pass it over to Mamoru, since his secret wasn't hers to betray. It perhaps wasn't such a good idea for the Senshi to find out who the guy they didn't trust looked like in civilian form.

"I can see a room though and it isn't hers," Makoto said, her face appearing in the screen. She frowned as her green eyes moved about, taking in what view of Mamoru's apartment she could see. "I don't think that's her home. And someone is holding the communicator, but I can't even see their hands on the side of the screen? What the heck?!"

"Then who turned on the communicator?" Rei snapped out, sounding stressed. "Usagi if you're there, you let us know right now! We're worried sick about you. Your mom said you left hours ago to meet us, but you never came. Are you...okay sweetie?" She sounded upset and Mamoru and Usagi exchanged a look.

"Turn it off!" He hissed out, finally figuring out what the device did. When Usagi gave him a blank stared, he lunged for the thing in her hands.

She screeched as he grabbed for the communicator and missed, tumbling into her. It fell to the floor, and the two fell down on top of it, his weight crushing the slighter form beneath him. The dark-haired man quickly rolled away and she lay there rather stunned by it all. "I'm supposed to be the klutz, Mamoru!" She yelled at him, eyes wide.

Mamoru made a quick jerking motion across his throat, warning and threatening at the same time. It wasn't like he could shout back at her when the other Senshi were listening. A pity Rei hadn't called Usagi by her Senshi name so that he could confirm that Usagi was Sailor Moon. She had to be Sailor Moon, right? What were the possibilities that a blonde girl turned into a Senshi with a different hair colour when transformed?

The more troubling problem right now was if the Senshi seen him or heard him. That would be very, very bad. The dark-haired man wasn't too info physics and other sciences-baring the medical ones of course-but it occurred to him to wonder just how Usagi's invisibility worked. Other people hadn't seen her, which meant either they saw through her, or light bended and they saw things reflected around her. If it was the former, than when he had just fallen on Usagi, the Senshi had most likely had an unobstructed view of his face before he had belly-flopped onto the front of the communicator.

"Turn it off," He said from between gritted teeth, trying to keep out of sight of the device beneath the blonde.

"Oh! Gotcha," Usagi quickly rolled to her right and she switched off the communicator, blocking out Makoto's surprised face. How much had they seen and heard? And could people see right through her body when she was invisible? If so, then it wouldn't take her friends long to have spotted Mamoru's face as he fell down on top of the communicator in a very inelegant manner.

He had technically fallen on top of her, but if they couldn't see her, then they would have only spotted his body falling onto the communicator.

"I'm a little worried about our future," She said weakly, kneeling there and staring at Mamoru's feet like an idiot. He must think she was really dumb after that debacle. Why on earth had she answered the communicator as if they could see her?

Mamoru was taken aback when the blonde at his feet suddenly tipped back her face and glared up at him accusingly. "What did I do? You were the one who answered your little Senshi phone!" He growled out, walking over to her and looming threateningly. At least, that was what he intended.

However, having her face at crotch-level as she knelt there, had an instant rather embarrassing result.

Usagi's eyes went huge and her mouth fell open as she watched his pants bulge centimetre's from her face in obvious arousal. She wasn't so innocent that she didn't know exactly what was going through is dirty mind with her kneeling at his feet and his crotch in her face!

The blond scooted back from him so fast, her underwear caught on the carpet and she ended up with them around her thighs.

It was his turn to gape as he was briefly rewarded with the sight of a thatch of short blonde hair and a flash of darker pink flesh still glistening from arousal. Unfortunately she covered herself before he could make out more of the delectable view between her legs.

Usagi squealed in horror and yanked her underwear up, fleeing the room with hands clapped to her flaming cheeks. "You jerk!" She wailed.

Mamoru was at first stunned that he had actually seen the most intimate part of the Odango, and completely by accident, that he just stood there like a moron as she raced out of the room in obvious humiliation. But then his eyes darkened and a dangerous smile curved his mouth. He rubbed a finger over his lips as if he could still taste her skin. "Where do you think you're going?" The dark-haired man murmured.

To Be Continued...

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