NOTES:
This is a prequel to "Of Love and Other Catastrophes", and the two stories actually intersect at the end of this piece.
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No Time Like the Present 1/1
by Meredith Bronwen Mallory
mallorys-girl@cinci.rr.com
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Chiba Mamoru stared hatefully at the clock just above the classroom door, and the clock stared right back at him. Three minutes until the bell. Three minutes until the professor ceased her boring lecture and he could walk out that door, down the hall, out of the building and over to the Crown Game Center, where one Odango-ed goddess would run into him full tilt. Ahhh... yes, she'd be bowing and apologizing before she even looked up to see who it was. When she finally did turn her lovely blue eyes his way, they'd light up with that playful, sometimes angry fire, and they'd be shooting off insults in three seconds flat. Mamoru wasn't entirely sure just *when* he'd fallen for Tsukino Usagi, but he'd fallen *hard*; as in concussion hard. The hard rap of the Professor's ruler hitting the chalk board rooted the poor odango-addicted young man out of his daydreams. The clock still read 2:57 pm.
{Hateful clock} Mamoru cursed inwardly."Which of course, would lead us to the belief that reincarnation is in fact, *not* excepted widely by the traditional western Christianity," Professor Yamamoto went on, "However, if you note in the book of Matthew.." Whatever else the woman said was lost on poor Mamoru, who glanced despairingly down at what was supposed to be his notes. Funny how there were gaps and unfinished sentences, seeing as he'd been paying attention the WHOLE time, uhhuh.
{Why did I choose to take a course on Modern Religion?} he wondered. Normally the contrasting views of the different belief systems fascinated him, but not today. Not when it was Friday, and he hadn't seen his arcade angel for two whole days. He needed an Usako hit, and BAD. He was practically ready to get up and cheer when the little black minute hand on that hateful clock moved forward.{
YES!} he cried inwardly, {Two minutes. Okay, Mamoru, you can last two minutes... sure you can! Just, try and concentrate.} He looked up at the clock again, but this time his eyes rested on the little wooden sign next to it, which had probably tortured countless other crazy-in-love hormone charged young man, and would no doubt torture countless more.TIME WILL PASS, it read, BUT WILL YOU?
Valiantly, Mamoru dragged his attention back to what Professor Yamamoto was saying.
"Now, some would believe that the 'visions' of the prophets were nothing more than hallucinations," Yamamoto paused a moment for breath, sighing inwardly at the blank, glassy stares she received. Even Chiba Mamoru, normally her best student, looked like he was paying more attention to the clock than her lecture. Well, she went to the trouble to prepare this lecture, and they darned well ought to appreciate it! Thus, rapping her ruler against the chalk board again, she watched with some amount of glee as many of the students heads jerked up. Poor Chiba-san, he looked like he might keel over. Drawing another breath, she continued; "However, true believers were ready to sacrifice their lives for these heavenly apparitions..."
Heavenly apparition... Mamoru held back a frustrated sigh. Yes, that was what his little Usako was. A deity, an angel, a goddess. Her smile, her laugh, her kindness... those beautiful, pouty lips, sparkling eyes that held a universe of stars, shining golden hair, endless legs.... A loud tick shattered Mamoru's daydream of kissing Usagi out on the lake, in one of those little romantic rowboats he always saw other couples in. He looked up at the clock and he knew his face showed alarm.
{OH NO!} That dumb clock had moved BACKWARDS! {Evil, evil clock!} It was working for the Dark Kingdom, that was for sure. As if to prove him right, the clock moved back yet ANOTHER minute! {Oh, clock,} Mamoru thought as he silently ground his knuckles into his thigh, {You and I really need to have it out, man to time-keeping device!} He wanted to scream when it moved back AGAIN. {I'm going to loose my mind!}Thankfully for Mamoru's sanity, the bell finally did ring, and he quickly vacated the classroom, speeding past some hapless other pedestrians as he did a VERY good impression of Usagi on one of her one-minute-before-the-bell dashes.
{FINALLY} Mamoru thought as he walked out into the cool air. With a bounce in his step, he headed towards the arcade. Things were looking up today!#(#)#
The day had been terrible. Awful. Mamoru slammed the door as he entered his apartment, throwing his things down on the couch and plopping down beside them. Usagi hadn't been in the arcade, instead, she'd been stuck back at school with a detention! That meant he'd gone sixty six hours without seeing one wisp of golden hair! Sixty six hours without that adorable little pout of hers....
"Kami-sama, Usako, what have you DONE to me!" Mamoru asked aloud. The bare walls of his apartment had no forth coming answer, so Mamoru decided to call it a night. Stumbling down the hallway, he considered the rest of his awful day as he prepared for bed. After not seeing his little bunny, things had gone down hill fast.
First, he got caught in traffic, and didn't have a chance to grab a bite to eat before work. THEN his boss, Matsugawa-san, had been in a particularly demonic mood and asked him to do over time. The tone in the older man's voice warned Mamoru not to refuse, and wisely, he had conceded. But it just made the day worse, because the idiotic man had been in a very foul mood, and that just meant Mamoru had to be around him for twice as long.
{His date must not have gone very well} Mamoru smirked unkindly. But, he wasn't in the MOOD to be kind. He wanted Odango Atama and he wanted her now. {Well, at least I can dream about her,} Mamoru thought as he laid down, pulling the covers up around himself. Just as he was drifting off to sleep, the phone rang."You must really hate me," Mamoru said to the heavens before picking up the receiver, "Moshi Moshi, this is Chiba Mamoru speaking."
"DUDE!" came a very loud, very enthusiastic voice from the other end of the line. Mamoru stifled a groan. It was Ronnie, the foreign exchange student from America. He couldn't figure out just HOW the other man had gotten to Japan in the first place, seeing as he'd met panda bears more intelligent than Ronnie.
"Ronnie," Mamoru said, by way of greeting.
"Dude, I thought you said you were gonna come to my house warming party!" the football player enthused, "Like, we can study... the babes!" Obnoxious laughter came over the line, and Mamoru jerked the phone away from his ear. When had he agree to go to a party? *Any* party, especially one thrown by Ronnie, of all people! He must have been daydreaming about Usako again.
"Look, I'm really sorry, but, uh, I've kinda met up with an emergency, and..."
"It's cool, dude, it's cool," Ronnie assured him, sounding as though he had the *wrong* idea about the 'emergency'. "But, dude, if you finish up with your *emergency*, come on over. I'm sure there'll be SOME beer left!" Yet more annoying laughter.
{There are some creatures in this universe that should NOT be allowed to associate with the general population} Mamoru groaned. He was NOT in a charitable mood."Okay, Ja ne!" he said quickly, hanging up the phone before the other man could say anything more. Rolling over, Mamoru stared out the window at the delicate silver crescent hanging in the sky.
{I wish that just once, I could wake up with an odango that loves me...} he thought just before sleep consumed him.Outside, a flash of lightening ripped the sky.
#(#)#
"Endy! Hurry, my mother will KILL us!" Serenity cried in utter panic and she and her prince raced through the brush surrounding the forest and out onto the main road. They'd been hiding amongst the silvery trees all day long, hoping to find just a little privacy. Sure enough, it'd worked. No giggling senshi, teasing generals or over protective moon cats had bothered them, and the loving couple spent the day wading in the lavender river and trading passionate kisses. Only now, as the earth was rising in the sky, did Serenity realize her mother expected her back by dinner, so she might attend the ball later that evening. Thus, a very harried Moon Princess was dragging the Prince of Earth down the road and towards the palace, even though she knew it wasn't humanly possible for them to make it in time.
"We'll never make it, Sere-chan!" Endymion informed her, "At least... not on foot..." he said as he noticed a familiar figure approaching on horse-back. "Zoicite-san!" The Earth General stopped the animal immediately, hoping down from his saddle to approach the prince.
"Endymion-sama," he said, "Where have you been, we've been looking for you everywhere! You mother has come from Earth, and is most displeased you were not present to meet her!" The prince visibly paled, while Serenity put a hand to her forehead and shook her golden locks.
"I stand corrected," she murmured despairingly, "Both our mothers will kill us!"
"Not if I can help it," Endymion said determinedly, "Zoicite-san, may we borrow your horse?" The general looked hesitant, looking as though he was about to say something, but thought better off it and nodded dejectedly. "Arigato, I own you one!" the Prince said as he climbed up on the beast, placing Serenity in front of him in the saddle. With a pull of the reins, the Prince and Princess disappeared in the cloud of moon dust, leaving poor Zoicite to stare after them. The young general raised his eyes to the heavens as he shoved his hands in his pockets.
"Well, looks like I'll have to *walk* to the Mercurian Embassy," he spoke to an innocent moon blossom sitting on the side of the road, "Gomen, Mercury-chan," he sighed as he began walking down the road, "Looks like *I'll* be late."
Serenity giggled and held on for dear life as Endymion pushed the horse to go faster. They raced through the town commons and on towards the palace, leaving the startled pedestrians in their wake to stare after them and shake their heads. Several of the young village women smiled, Serenity-sama was *very* lucky.
"Save a dance for me at the ball?" Endymion whispered in his princess' ear as they hurried onward. The young woman giggled.
"I'll dance with you the whole time, if I can help it!" she declared.
"I don't think your mother will allow it," Endymion said warily, annoyance flashing across his features, "Just once I wish I didn't have her *or* my mother looking over my shoulder all the time."
"Oh, you know they both approve of our union," Serenity giggled, kissing Endymion's free hand.
"Yes," the prince conceded, holding his angel a little more tightly in his embrace, "But how am I supposed to convince you to be my wife if I can't even get two seconds alone with you!" Serenity smiled and started to say something, when suddenly, the horse spooked and reared, throwing both it's riders to the ground.
"Serenity!" Endymion cried, just before his head connected painfully with the ground.
#(#)#
"....darling, please wake up!" a beautiful, worried voice reached Mamoru's sleepy mind.
{What's Usagi doing here?} he wondered. A delicate, warm hand cupped his cheek, and Mamoru concluded it must be a dream, albeit a very real dream."Uhhh..." he groaned as he tried to sit up, fighting off the intense pain in his head. Since when did dreams become painful?
"Oh no!" Usagi cried, gently pushing him back against the pillows, "You mustn't get up, you took a pretty nasty fall!"
{Fall? What did I fall out of? The bed?} Mamoru wondered as he opened his eyes. He was met with a glorious blue heaven that rendered him speechless. It *was* Usagi, her beautiful features marred by worry, her soft hand caressing the side of his face. {Since when did she care this much about me?} Mamoru wondered, his heart pounding in his chest. In a total state of ecstasy, the young man failed to notice that his little Odango-ed one wasn't wearing her normal school uniform, nor were their surroundings at all familiar. He was only aware of his beloved Usako, who was leaning over the bed, her lips inching towards his. {Kami-sama, I MUST be dreaming} Mamoru thought. But he really didn't care, and all things ration flew from his mind the minute Usagi's soft lips touched his own. {Finally...} He couldn't help it, he wrapped his arms around the angel and brought her closer, until she was sprawled on top of him. Taking control of the kiss, Mamoru pressed tenderly against the girl he loved. Kami-sama she tasted good! His hands clenched in the delicate chiffon fabric at her waist, and that SHOULD have tipped him off, but it didn't. Mamoru probably would have gone on kissing her, had it not been for the sound of giggles coming from the real world.
"Can't you two wait until we make sure Endymion-sama is alright before you start playing tonsil hockey?" a very familiar voice asked mockingly. As Usagi pulled away, Mamoru saw that it was Rei, standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips. Only... she didn't *look* like Rei, not with red ribbons woven in her hair and that long, elegant crimson gown that clung to her figure.
Finally, Mamoru's slightly cloudy thoughts cleared enough for him to realize three things;
1) This was not a dream and the girl he had just kissed was not, on further inspection, Usagi.
2) He was either insane, or in a heap of trouble.
3) There was something VERY wrong with this picture.
"Mars-chan!" the Un-Usako cried, "You scared me!"
"Hai," the other woman said with a teasing smile, "Just be glad it was me, and not the Queen." Un-Usako blushed and turned to Mamoru. As he looked at her fully, he realized that, while she might not be Usagi, she was damned close. She looked into his eyes, and suddenly drew back.
"Kami-sama!" she cried, "This isn't Endy!" Mars looked at the other girl as though she'd just declared herself Queen of the Monkeys, opening her mouth to say so, when her own psychic alarms went off. It really *wasn't* Endymion.
"Alright," the Martian woman growled, "Who are you and what have you done with Prince Endymion!?" Mamoru felt something like a rock land in his stomach, and realized, with a stinking feeling, that he *was* in a heap of trouble.
"My name is Chiba Mamoru," he replied as evenly as possible, considering how hard it was to ignore the young girl crying to his left. She was so much like Usako, he just wanted to wrap his arms around her and make it all right. Shaking those thoughts off, he focused his attention back on Mars, "And I have no idea who this Endymion person is, let alone what happened it him!"
"I...I..." Un-Usagi was weeping and hysterical now. Mars put a hand on the young girl's shoulder comfortingly, but it didn't help.
"Serenity-chan," Mars said, "I'm sure we can figure this out..."
"I want Endy!" Serenity cried, shooting a despairing look in Mamoru's direction. Apparently deciding that her tears were not helping the matter, Serenity threw her head back and wailed;
"MERCURY!!!"
Not five seconds later, a short blue haired girl stuck her head in the room. Mamoru noted with some amusement that she looked exactly like Ami, one of Usagi's friends.
"Yes?" the girl, who's name was obviously Mercury, asked.
"Oh, Merc, you've got to help me!" Serenity cried, throwing her arms around her confused friend, "He.. he's not Endymion!" Mercury looked alarmed, stealing a glance at the man sitting on the bed.
"Um, Serenity-chan, that *is* Endymion-sama," the other girl corrected. Mars shook her head, jumping in with her own two cents.
"No, he's not," she said with assurance Mercury looked from Mars, to Serenity, then back again.
"Have you both gone daft?!" the confused girl exploded, "OF COURSE HE'S ENDYMION!!" Mamoru resisted the urge to chuckle, seeing as it probably wouldn't be appreciated at the moment.
"Merc, just trust me," Mars replied, "Go get your computer and see for yourself." Untangling herself from Serenity's death grip, the blue-haired girl hurried out of the room, only to return moments later carrying a small computer. Without preamble, she took a seat on the end of the bed and began to scan Mamoru. The young man looked on with some interest, feeling suddenly over whelmed by feelings of unfamiliarity.
"You're right," Mercury said at last, "He isn't Endymion, but.." she said before Serenity could burst into tears again. "in a sense he is."
"What do you mean?" a curious Serenity asked.
"He has Endymion's soul," the other girl paused, looking at each of the room's occupants for a moment before going on, "He is Endymion's future self."
"Kami-sama," Serenity breathed, before her eyes rolled back in her head and she fainted, right into Mamoru's arms. The young man shook his head as he cradled the other girls body while Mars went to fetch some smelling salts. Feeling a bit cliche, he muttered the only two words that could describe his current predicament;
"Oh, boy."
#(#)#
Endymion, Prince of Earth, soon to be KING of Earth, rolled over and cursed. What WAS that infernal beeping noise!? Sitting up in bed, the young man quickly realized that he was not in his chambers. The strange scenery was disturbing to say the least, but first things first. He HAD to stop that horrible racket. Listening carefully, the Prince quickly tracked the hideous noise to it's source, a strange contraption with little red numbers. 5:57, it read. Not knowing what to do, but exceedingly annoyed, the prince did the only thing he could. He yelled at it.
"STOP IT! CEASE THAT BEEPING AT ONCE!" he raged at the device. Of course, it didn't listen, which made Endymion even more peeved, "I SAID CEASE!!" he yelled again, "I AM THE PRINCE OF EARTH AND I ORDER YOU TO STOP!" When the contraption failed to comply, the young man quickly began to search for his sword. He'd slay the annoying creature with one swipe of his blade and be done with it! However, his trusty weapon was no where to be found, and Endymion quickly realized he would need to find some other means of shutting the dumb thing up.
{Ah ha!} he thought with triumph as he took hold of the contraption's tail and pulled it off the table. The creature ceased it's screeching immediately, but Endymion was far too annoyed to have any mercy on it. He was NOT a morning person. Quickly, he turned on his heel and opened the glass door leading out to a small balcony A slightly sadistic smile bloomed on his face as he tossed the device over the railing, laughing out loud as it was smashed to pieces on the ground below. Dusting off his hands, Endymion shook his head and declared triumphantly;"That should teach you not to mess with the prince of Earth," he advised the remains of the creature. With that, he turned on his heel and went back into the room, ignoring the strange look the woman on the opposite balcony was giving him. The young lady shook her head and went back to hanging up her clothes to dry.
"Poor alarm clock," she muttered to herself as she reached for the next wet garment.
Finally able to think, Endymion began to worry. The first thought in his mind was Serenity. Where was his Princess? Was she alright? And what was he doing in this strange apartment? Unable to keep still, the Prince began searching for answers, his natural tendency towards orderliness the only thing holding him back from ransacking the place. Eventually, after at least an hour of searching, he came across a plain, leather bound book. The inside page informed him that it was the journal of some one named Chiba Mamoru, and, surprisingly, the handwriting looked just like his own. With a hopeful sigh, Endymion took a seat on the couch. Perhaps this could give him clues as to his current state of being.
#(#)#
Queen Serenity took one look at Mamoru and turned to her daughter solemnly
"I believe you are correct, my dear," she said regally, though she was truly fighting very hard for her composure. What would the boy's mother, Queen Cassiopeia, say? Thank heavens her dear friend had returned to Earth, least she see her son in such a state, "He is most certainly not your Endymion, though he is the prince, in some form." Princess Serenity didn't have the same composure as her mother.
"I want ENDY!!" she wailed uncontrollably The silver haired woman attempted to soothe her daughter, though she knew it would have no affect.
"Okay, hold the phone," the young man on the bed cut in, sounding more than a little peeved, "What exactly is going on here, where am I, and when can I go home?" The Queen's attention quickly fixed on the young man who looked so much like her daughter's betrothed.
"My dear boy," she began calmly, "It would seem, that somehow, you have been switched with your past incarnation, Prince Endymion." Mamoru seemed to take all this in for a moment, then nodded slowly, "As to where you are, you are on the moon."
"The moon?" Mamoru asked a skeptical eyebrow, "As in, the big rock orbiting Earth?"
"It is not a rock!" the Princess exclaimed, scandalized
"Serenity," the Queen warned, then turned back to Mamoru, "Yes, you are on the moon, and as soon as I contact Sailor Pluto, I'm sure she will come immediately to our aid and we will have you back in your rightful place in no time at all."
"That's all well and good," he said at last, "but what am I to do until then?"
"I suppose you'll just have to take Endymion's place," the Queen replied thoughtfully. Mamoru groaned and fell back on the bed, mumbling to himself.
"Great," he muttered, "How can this day possibly get any worse? Possessed clocks, cranky teachers, demonic bosses, over time, now I'm either insane, or I really have switch places with Prince what's-his-face, and worst of all, no Usako!" Suddenly, his eyes flew open, and he found everyone in the room staring at him. For the first time since arriving in this strange place, Mamoru actually panicked. "OH NO!!"
"What, what is it?" Princess Serenity asked, alarmed.
"You and the prince, you're, ah... together, right?" he asked. Blue eyes stared back at him with confusion, but the Princess answered with an affirmative 'yes'. "Well, er... there's this girl in my time, her name is Usagi, and er... well, she looks exactly like you, sort of."
"And...?" Serenity encouraged. Mamoru sighed in frustration.
"What do you think he'll do when he sees her?!" A collective ïahhh' filled the room.
"Well, he probably can't do too much damage" Venus, silent up until that moment, put in.
"He does have a good head on his shoulders," Jupiter said.
"Unlike Serenity-chan," Mars barbed. Mamoru did chuckle this time, some things never changed. He'd already figured out that Mars was Rei, and Mercury was Ami. That Jupiter must be Makoto, though he had no idea who the blond Venus was.
"MARS!" Princess Serenity whined. The Queen rolled her eyes, and patted her daughter's shoulder.
"My dear, I believe we have other matters to attend to. I'll cancel the training match with the generals today, I think it would be best if no one else knows of our Prince's predicament However, he will need to go to the ball this afternoon..."
"Me? A ball? You've GOT to be kidding!" Mamoru interrupted The Queen shot him a look that clearly informed him that, no, she was not kidding, and the young man wisely shut up.
"My Queen," Jupiter said, "The ball is in an hour, shouldn't we all get ready?"
"Ahh... yes," the Queen replied, climbing to her feet. "Serenity," she addressed her daughter, "I trust you to take care of Mamoru-san and make sure no one else discovers anything is amiss."
"Yes, mother," Serenity bowed a little. Nodding, the Queen swept from the room, followed by four giggling senshi.
Mamoru rolled his eyes, laying back down. The world was tilting dizzily on it's axis. He opened an eye to peek at Serenity, who was turned away from him, sniffling. Again the world tilted as he put the pieces together. Princess Serenity looked like Usagi, Serenity was a *princess*, and that explained the princess in his dreams. He'd been dreaming of Usagi the whole time! Louder sniffles interrupted his train of thought, and Mamoru felt his heart crack at the sight of poor Serenity crying. Slowly, he got up and went to her side, embracing her in a friendly hug. She clung to him and cried into his shirt.
"What if I never see him again!" Serenity wailed. Mamoru shook his head, cupping her jaw and forcing her to look at him.
"Serenity, I'm sure this Pluto person can take care of it, like your mother said. Don't worry about it." The princess in his arms nodded, laying her head on his chest tiredly. Mamoru held her silently, wanting to give her what comfort he could.
"This Usagi, what's she like?" Serenity asked at length. Mamoru smiled, guiding her so they could sit on the bed.
"Well, she's wonderful, she looks just like you. She's a little klutzy sometimes, but it's part of her charm," Mamoru's eyes took on a far away look, one that made Serenity smile as she looked up at him. "She wears her hair like yours too, and she's always smiling. She's got a great personality, lots of friends and..." Suddenly, the young man frowned, "she hates me."
"Wha?" Serenity asked, confused. Her, hate Endymion? The idea was positively insane!
"You see," Mamoru explained, "The first time I met her... I kind of made fun of her hair. I called her Odango Atama... but, you see, she really is my dumpling, and I love her dearly... it just took me a while to realize it, but by then it was too late. Whenever we meet, we always fight, and now I'm sure she hates me..."
"She can't possibly hate you!" Serenity said, standing up and cupping Mamoru's face in her delicate hands. Smiling gently, she leaned down until she was eye to eye with Mamoru, "You see, when Endy and I first met, we insulted each other too... but one day, we both realized, that we really did love one another and..." the princess trailed off, searching for words, "She can't possibly *not* love you!" Mamoru nodded slowly, wishing the girl standing so close was Usagi, no offense to the Princess.
"Thank you, Serenity," he said softly, giving her a peek on the cheek. The Princess blushed, then suddenly straightened.
"The ball!" she cried, "SHOOT! I'M LATE!!!!!" Mamoru chuckled softly as a whirl of golden and white fled the room. The more things changed
#(#)#
Two hours after sitting down, Endymion finally had it all figured out. His name was Chiba Mamoru, and he was an orphan. He worked at a place called Doppler's, his best friend's name was Motoki, and he was head over heels in love with Tsukino Usagi. Re-reading the description of the girl, the Prince concluded she must be Serenity's future self, as he'd already concluded that he, was the past form of this Chiba Mamoru. Also, judging from the awful green jacket hanging in the closet, the man had terrible taste.
Stomach growling, Endymion began a hunt for food, yet nothing seemed familiar enough to be safe to eat. The only thing he managed to find was bread, so he devoured that quickly and went back into the bedroom. Sitting down, he noticed something he hadn't seen before. Sitting on the nightstand, in a little gold frame, was a picture of a girl who bore striking resemblance to Serenity. Her hair was up in twin buns, and her blue eyes laughed. She was wearing a uniform Endymion didn't recognize, but the prince quickly concluded that *this* must be Tsukino Usagi.
ïShe hates me,' he remembered reading in Mamoru's journal, ïI love her so much, and she hates me.' The young man scoffed at the notion, not only did Chiba Mamoru have terrible taste, but he was also a numskull.
"To think this is my future self!" Endymion cried in annoyance. However, that emotion soon faded, to be replaced by one of glee. At times, rare as they were, Endymion had a bit of a mischievous side. And right now, a little red, demonic Endymion was sitting on his shoulder, whispering a plan in his ear. The Prince smiled... ahh yes, that would be very, very good, and something to fill the time until Serenity and the others found a way to switch him back with Mamoru.
{Serenity...} he wanted to hold her, caress her hair and kiss her. {Kami-sama, I miss her.}{
Then you'll be doing this for her!} the demonic Endymion replied.{
Ahh... yes.} Prince Endymion got to his feet quickly and selected something from Mamoru's wardrobe He spent at least another half-an-hour searching for a jacket *other* than the terrible green one, but in the end, he was forced to put it on. Quickly locking the door behind him, Endymion hurried towards the stairs. He was headed to the Crown, where according to the journal, he would no doubt find Usagi.Walking down the street, Endymion marveled at the strange chariots, deciding that they made him incredibly uncomfortable. But, he chose to ignore them as he searched for the Crown. However, as he passed a certain shop, something in the window caught his attention. It was a men's clothing store, and featured on one of the manikins was a black leather bomber that looked VERY sharp. Quickly editing his plans, Endymion entered the store and checked to make sure he had enough currency. Check.
"Ah, Mamoru-san," he said to himself, "What would you do without me?"
Twenty minutes passing found Endymion exiting the self-same shop, this time clothed in a sharp, black leather bomber. He ditched the green jacket and hurried back towards his original destination with a bounce in his step.
#(#)#
Mamoru laid across the bed tiredly, still dressed in full armor. The ball had been particularly exhausting, yet exhilarating as well, with Serenity hanging on his arm. That is, until a horrid red-head in an rather tasteless black dress had thrust herself at him bodily. She'd said her name was Beryl, and practically dragged him out onto the dance floor before he could get a word in edgewise. After five minutes of being choked by the horrid woman's disgusting perfume, and equally disgusting personality, Mamoru had been MORE than glad to take a turn with Mercury, before going back to Serenity. With thoughts of Serenity came thoughts of Usagi, and Mamoru groaned, wishing he was back home. All during the ball, Mamoru had been wishing it was Usagi in his arms, and not Serenity, though it was very easy to pretend the princess was his arcade angel. He and Serenity were both too loyal to their respective partners to betray them with close copies, but they did agree to be friends.
{When I get back, if I ever *do* get the courage to ask Usagi out, I'll have to take her someplace fancy, it'll give her an excuse to dress up.} Mamoru thought to himself. If Serenity was beautiful in her gown, Usagi would look stunning.It had been a long day, Mamoru considered, weird, and interesting yes, but long as well. With a groan, he pulled himself to his feet and began to remove the armor and the rest of his clothing, ready to crawl under the covers and get some rest. He was removing his shirt when the door burst open.
"Mamoru-san! We've managed to get a hold of Pluto and...," Serenity trailed off, apparently noticing his current state of undress. Poking his head out of from under the shirt, Mamoru saw a fiery blush over take the princess cheeks. "Err... I'll um, come back in just a second when you're more..." choking back her giggles, Serenity turned and fled from the room, slamming the door behind her. The young man shook his head and pulled his shirt back on. Apparently this Pluto person was the key to getting him home, and the sooner he saw her, the better.
#(#)#
Having finally located the Crown Arcade, Endymion walked inside, ignoring the appreciative stares he was receiving from several adolescent girls.
{Must be Motoki,} Endymion thought as he spotted a sandy blond man wiping down the counters. Taking a seat on one of the stools, Endymion addressed Mamoru's friend;"Motoki-kun, how are you today?"
"Oh, hi Mamoru-kun, didn't see you there!" Motoki said, looking up. The young man smiled at his friend and began to tell him about his day, continuing to wipe down the counters. Endymion listened amiably, waiting for the other man to finish. "... and the best news of all, Reika is coming for a visit on Friday, I can't wait!"
"Hai, that's good, Motoki-kun," Endymion replied, unable to fathom the identity of this 'Reika'. "Say, have you seen Odango Atama today?" he asked, adopting Mamoru's name for Usagi.
Motoki looked up at his friend, wondering what exactly was wrong with Mamoru today. He seemed, well, different, for some reason. All during they're conversation, he'd been scribbling something secretively on a piece of paper, which he tucked in his pocket, and now he was asking about Usagi? Hmmm...
{Ahh, maybe the 'ol love bug finally bit the great Chiba Mamoru!} Motoki thought with a smile."Actually, Ami told me she has late detention today," he replied simply, "Why, are you interested in her or something?"
Endymion fairly beamed at the other man. This was exactly the opening he'd been waiting for! Smiling, he replied;
"Yes, actually, I think I'm in love with her." Motoki's jaw dropped, and he briefly wondered if he had entered the twilight zone. There was something definitely wrong with Mamoru today...
"Man, what's up with you?" the blond asked his friend, "You're acting kinda strange today." Endymion smiled at that, how very observant!
"Actually, I don't believe I am quite myself today" he replied evenly, "But that has nothing to do with my dear Odango, I've felt this way about her for months!"
{Well, it's true! Mamoru wrote it himself!} Endymion thought, justifying his actions to a certain, white clad, angelic Endymion that had climbed on his vacant shoulder, and was currently arguing with his demonic, red clad friend."You...really like her?" Motoki asked, his shock fading as he put the pieces together. All the teasing, the way Mamoru would gaze after Usagi as she fled his presence.
"Oh, yes, very much so," Endymion replied. The demonic Endy had managed to pin the angelic one. "In fact..." the angelic Endy was loosing his grip, "I was wondering if you might help me win her over." SPLAT, the little angel fell from Endymion's shoulder, effectively leaving him alone with the little red clad demon.
"Wow, sure, I mean, it's just hard to believe that you really like her that much!" Motoki exclaimed. "But you know, jealousy works wonders," he said suggestively. Endymion nodded slowly, a smile blooming on his face. Suddenly though, he began to feel light headed... Serenity must have found a way to get him back!
#(#)#
"Serenity, what's going on?" a more decently attired Mamoru asked as he poked his head in the main room.
"Well you see..." Mercury, who was sitting to the Princess' left, began. But her words were cut short by an impossible crash of lightening and a swirl of black smoke forming in the center of the room. Another flash revealed a tall, elegant green haired-woman to be standing where the smoke had been. She was dressed in a form fitting sailor suit, her left hand curled around a dainty silver staff.
"Always did have to make an entrance," Mars muttered to Venus.
The stranger raised her ruby red eyes, she addressed Serenity.
"Princess," she bowed, "What exactly is the..." her eyes shifted to Mamoru, and, like Serenity and Mars, she instantly new it was Endymion, "Oy vey!"
"Pluto?" Jupiter asked worriedly. The green haired woman closed her eyes and shook her head.
"You call me away from vacation again? For the same reason..."
"Um, Pluto, as far as I know, nothing like this has ever happened before," Serenity put in. Mamoru could only stare on in mute shock. ANOTHER SAILOR SENSHI??? Would this day's surprises ever end?
"Of course it has, Usagi just switched with," Pluto opened her eyes to look on five *very* confused princesses. "Wait a second... that hasn't happened yet!" she put a hand to her forehead, rubbing her temples, gazing out at Serenity through her green tresses, "Some days, princess, you give me a headache." A confused Serenity merely laid a sympathetic hand on Pluto's shoulder and offered her a cup of tea. "Yes, tea would be nice," the worn Time Guardian replied. Mercury quickly allowed Pluto to take her seat, while Serenity handed her a tea cup.
"Er, excuse me, but I thought that perhaps I might be going home now?" Mamoru asked, unable to think of anything else to say.
"Oh, hai, well," Pluto said, shrugging her shoulders. She set her cup down and grasped her time staff in one hand, "Say your good-byes, you two." Quickly, Mamoru gave Serenity a hug, and a kiss on the forehead. When they parted, the senshi of time struck her staff against the marble floor and a wave of energy struck Mamoru, carrying him back to his rightful place.
#(#)#
When Mamoru opened his eyes, he found himself sitting in the Crown. His first thought was that the whole thing had been some crazy daydream, induced by some very bad coffee, but Motoki's words dashed that little illusion.
"I really think if you want to win Usagi over, you should try making her jealous!" the blond man said. Mamoru's head jerked up and he looked at his friend in shock. He hadn't told Motoki about his feelings for Usako!
"NANI!?" he cried. Motoki only laughed, misinterpreting his stricken look for something else.
"Man, have you even been listening? Where were you?" he asked innocently. Mamoru shook his head, feeling one massive headache coming on.
"The moon, apparently," he replied dryly. Motoki laughed again.
"Anyway," he went on, "like I was saying, you really should try making Usagi jealous, it always works!"
{That baka! He told Motoki! Ohhh... I wonder if this is what they called sadomasochism?} Mamoru thought with a great deal of self pity"Hey, Motoki-san, Mamoru-san!" a cheery voice called out. Both men turned to see a classmate, Yuuko, making her way into the arcade. Her green eyes flashed as she tossed her rather ratty brown mane, then attempted to pout, "Could one of you please help me with this calculus nonsense? I could really use it?" She batted her eyes. Motoki's grin nearly split his face in two as he noticed Usagi just outside the window. He quickly elbowed Mamoru.
"Man, this is your chance!" he whispered. Mamoru resisted the urge to roll his eyes, there was no fighting it now. Turning his attention to Yuuko, he took her arm and steered her towards one of the booths.
"Sure, Yuuko-san, I'll help you," he said, just as Usagi entered the arcade.
Mamoru quickly explained the concepts to Yuuko, all the while glancing over her shoulder at a very pale Usako, who was speaking with Motoki. She looked about to cry, and Mamoru felt the sudden urge to pummel his friend into the ground.
{Baka!} he thought, {This isn't working!}"Me, care?!" Mamoru heard Usagi ask, her voice shrill, "No way," she sweat-dropped, "Ah.. bye Motoki-san!" With that the lovelorn Mamoru watched his Odango as she sped from the arcade at speeds yet to be reached by normal human beings.
Some minutes later, Mamoru got up from the booth and walked casually over to where Motoki stood. He was trying desperately not to bombard his arcade-keeping friend with questions.
"Did it...work?" he asked nervously, trying to keep his cool. His blue eyes gave it all away.
"Yeah," Motoki said gleefully, "Man, you shoulda seen her, she was pea green with envy!"
"Really?" the other man's eyes lit up. The blond at his side shook his head in pity.
"Man, Mamoru-san, you've got it bad," Motoki said.
"Bye, Motoki-san, bye Mamoru-san," the voice of the girl previously sitting beside Mamoru carried across the arcade, "Thanks for the help with my Calculus homework!"
"Bye, Yuuko-san," both guys waved, then exchanged glances. Yuuko had no idea she had just inadvertently aided the romancing of Tsukino Usagi by one Chiba Mamoru.
"Look, Motoki," Mamoru said, "It's been a LONG day, so I think I'll be going now."
"Okay, see you later man!" Motoki called as he went back to wiping down the counters. It took all Mamoru's self control not to imitate Usagi and break the sound barrier whilst fleeing the arcade.
#(#)#
Endymion felt incredibly dizzy as reality re-asserted itself none too gently. A supportive arm found it's way around his waist, and opening his eyes, the Prince found himself looking down at his one and only Serenity.
"Endy, I missed you!" she cried, crushing herself against him. He accepted her gesture lovingly, stroking her back as he buried her face in her hair.
"Ahem," Pluto interrupted, looking a little more than peeved, "I think I'll be leaving now."
"Thank you, Pluto," Endymion said, giving the girl in his arms a gentle squeeze. Serenity giggled and thanked the Senshi of Time as well.
"You're quite welcome," Pluto replied tiredly, rising her time staff and intending to disappear in her usual cloud of black smoke. Just as she raised her rod though, she paused. "Serenity, if trouble ever stops following you around like a lost puppy, it will be a miracle of biblical proportions."
"Well, there goes *my* faith in the Almighty," Mars said sarcastically. Neither the Prince, or his Princess heard her; they were too busy kissing.
#(#)#
For the second time in twenty four hours, Mamoru threw himself down on the couch and raised his eyes to the heavens. It had certainly been a LONG day.
{Well, at least Endymion-san didn't do too much damage} he thought warily as he headed towards the kitchen for some food. He immediately took the sentiment back when he passed the mirror. Where was his jacket!? Instead of his comfy, worn green jacket, Mamoru found he was wearing an unfamiliar, albeit sharp, leather bomber. Reaching in his pocket, he found a note addressed to himself.Mamoru,
I can only assume you had your own interesting experiences in my place. I can certainly say the same for myself. Since I assume our paths shan't cross again, I thought I should inform you of a few things. I did read your journal, but only because I had no other way of deciphering my predicament. Surely you understand. Also, though I didn't speak to Usagi directly, I took the liberty, I took the liberty of helping you with your relationship. My friend, if she is anything like my Serenity, she must love you back. I encourage you to set your pride aside and try your luck. No time like the present (no pun intended).
Respectfully,
Endymion, Prince of Earth.
Ps. The green jacket is no more. I did you the favor of replacing it.
Blinking, Mamoru read the note again... and again. Finally, the poor, traumatized young man put a hand to his forehead and set the note down. Turning on his heel, he went to go find some Advil. As he passed through the bedroom, he noticed his empty nightstand, and couldn't help but wonder where his alarm clock had gotten off to.