  MarshAngel
  watsonma@hotmail.com
    http://angelmoon.sinfree.net
    rated R-NC17 
    disclaimer: standard i.e.: no claim of ownership has or will be made
      
      
  This 
    is an alternate reality/first season story. There is NO Mamoru (Darien), NO 
    Tuxedo Kamen, NO Rini and NO outer scouts. Usagi is known to be the Princess, 
    they've defeated Beryl and they have no real memories of the past. Usagi and 
    friends are around sixteen.  Further explanations? Email. 
    This fanfic is tentatively rated R and if so requested I will change the rating 
    to NC-17 but I don't think its too explicit so I'll leave it at R for now.
      
  Touch
    Chapter 3
  
    
     
    
    
  Usagi walked into the class almost ten minutes late. 
    She didn't rush and she didn't make any excuses, she simply arrived. 
  "Ms. Tsukino you're late, again."
  "So it seems," she replied nonchalantly with a slight 
    chill to her tone. The classroom was silent with tension in the air. 
  "I guess I'll see you in detention," he stated tersely.
  "Actually I have another appointment," she countered 
    weighting her words. "I believe you know all about it."
  He said nothing further but she could see the muscles 
    in his neck and jaw move, tensing in anger. Why should he be angry she wondered? 
    He was the one who believed himself the object of her effusive and erotic 
    affections, he should be overjoyed with his power trip. She, on the other 
    hand had every reason to be angry. 
  She walked to her seat aware that eyes followed her. 
    Everyone seemed to be aware of the negative tension in the air. She sat down 
    and Makoto leaned forward to whisper in her air.
  "What the hell was that about?"
  Usagi shrugged. 
  
    
     
    
    
  Mr. Mitchell stopped her, as she was about to leave class. 
    
  "You were very rude this morning," he snapped.
  She said nothing.
  "I suggest you arrive on time to my class regardless 
    of your personal problems or I will make sure you're suspended."
  "Well since my personal problems seem to be entirely 
    associated with you then I'm sure you can understand if I'm less than excited 
    to wake up each morning to see you." 
  He was shocked she could see. She couldn't believe she'd 
    actually said that and he looked as though her were about to suffer apoplexy. 
    Not too long ago, such a thing would ever have even occurred to her. 
  "I hope you work out all your issues with Dr. Kurokomo 
    because with that attitude I can assure you you'll never amount to anything."
  "My issues?" she questioned with annoyance?
  She pulled out the paper Dr. Kurokomo had given her and 
    all but threw it at him. "Maybe they're not my issues at all!"
  She walked out of the room leaving behind a copy of the 
    essay she'd written. He looked it over in puzzlement. There wasn't anything 
    in the least bit erotic about it. It was an essay on why detention was pointless.
  
    
     
    
    
  
    
     
    
    
  "How did you get that essay?" Usagi demanded rudely when 
    she walked into the good doctor's office after school.
  He was leaning against the front of his desk in a casual 
    position as though he'd been waiting for her to arrive. He merely smiled and 
    looked her body up and down and ignored her question.
  "How are you Usagi? Did you sleep well?"
   Usagi turned 
    a shade of white comparable to the walls of the office. 
  "What do you mean?"
  "You were late to class again this morning and according 
    to Mr. Mitchell you were very rude. Sometimes people get cranky when they 
    don't sleep well," he informed as if it were the most intelligent thing he'd 
    ever said. "So did you sleep well?"
  "I guess so," Usagi replied. "Why?"
  "Any interesting dreams?" 
  Usagi paled once more and then flushed a brilliant shade 
    of red. It was as if he knew.
  "Why do you ask?" she managed to sputter.
  He shrugged casually. "It seemed the thing to do. Dreams 
    are often our subconscious' way of working out many of our issues."
  "I don't have any issues to work through."
  He raised an eyebrow. "We all have issues although some 
    of us would prefer not admit to them."  
  "How did you get the essay?" She asked again.
  "You're not going to let that go are you?"
  "No."
  "It's not important."
  "Of course its important. That essay is why I'm here."
  "No. You're here because I asked you to be here. You 
    didn't have to come if you didn't want to. You can leave whenever you like."
  "Not until I know about the essay."
  "Well I guess we'll be here a while." He smiled serenely. 
    
  Usagi stared at him incredulously. "You don't act like 
    a psychologist," she accused.
  "I don't recall claiming to be one." Usagi stared as 
    him stunned.
  "What do you mean?"
  "I didn't tell you I was a psychologist."
  "But Mr. Mitchell said...."
  "Mr. Mitchell wouldn't know his head from his ass if 
    I kicked him in it."
  "Who are you?"
  He stepped closer to her until he was a mere inch or 
    two from her. The incredible closeness made her heart beat fast and she suddenly 
    felt faint. She wanted to step back possibly all the way out the door but 
    she was like a deer caught in headlights, frozen to the floor.
  "I know who I am. The question is who are you?"
  "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" 
  To her surprise he touched her cheek gently and tilted 
    her head up. He kissed her hard and passionately thrusting his tongue into 
    her mouth. He pulled her against him caressing her ass and letting her feel 
    the growing evidence of his arousal. 
  Whoever you think you are Serenity, don't ever forget 
    you're mine. You belong to me now and forever. 
  She knew he hadn't said the words out loud but she was 
    also sure she'd heard them. It was Him! Her eyes flew open as his kiss 
    eased and suddenly he wasn't there. Her eyes searched the room but she was 
    alone in the office. 
  She was in shock. 
  She now knew the identity of her stalker, the man who'd 
    caressed her in her dreams. She easily matched his blue eyes with the icy 
    ones that had peered back at her for a mere second in the middle of the night. 
    She knew no more of him now than she did before but he apparently knew a lot 
    about her.  Only one thing was sure; 
    he wasn't Dr Kurokomo. 
  
    
     
    
    
  
    
     
    
    
  Usagi walked up the final flight of steps to Rei's temple 
    home. She swore if she hadn't been in some semblance of shape the steps would 
    have killed her a long time ago. It was a warm day so when she reached the 
    top of the steps she found all the girls sitting outside beneath one of the 
    numerous trees on the grounds. 
  She didn't really want to talk to them but she supposed 
    she owed them some sort of an explanation. What she really wanted to do was... 
    well she really didn't know but it wasn't this.
  "Hi," she said casually as she plopped down beside them.
  They all stared at her expectantly. 
  "What?" She questioned feeling uncomfortable beneath 
    their expectant stares. 
  "We're waiting!" Rei snapped.
  "For what?"
  "An explanation," Mina replied.
  Usagi shrugged casually. "I couldn't turn on my communicator, 
    I was in a meeting with the school psychologist."
  "What!" The four girls screeched and once.
  "Why did you have to go see the psychologist?" Ami questioned.
  Usagi sighed. She hated having to explain this.
  "Mr. Mitchell seems to think I wrote him an erotic letter 
    and thanks to what he thinks is previous erratic behavior and a less than 
    stellar school record he took it upon himself to sign me up for some help. 
    I don't see why he couldn't just be flattered."
  Wide eyes stared at her unbelieving. "You wrote your 
    teacher an erotic letter Meatball Head?" Rei shrieked. 
  "No meatballs," Usagi said pointing to her ball-free 
    pony tailed head. "And I would like to think you'd know me a little better 
    than that. Why does everyone just assume that he's right? Does it ever 
    occur to you to ask me if I did it?" She snapped angrily
  "Well did you?" Makoto asked.
  Usagi rolled her eyes in annoyance.
  "Of course not. Believe it or not, I don't make it common 
    practice to write letters to my professors begging them to fuck me every which 
    way possible!"
  She was aware that eyes were staring at her in shock. 
    She closed her eyes and breathed deeply trying to calm herself. "And stop 
    giving each other looks like 'poor Usagi's losing her mind.'  I'm perfectly sane just more than a little 
    frustrated." 
  "So what exactly did you tell this psychologist?" Rei 
    asked.
  "Doctor patient confidentiality."
  "Usagi! I hope you didn't tell him anything about us."
  "Good god! Will you stop assuming that I'm the dumbest 
    person on this planet? I'm not that stupid and believe it or not there's much 
    more to my life than being a Sailor Senshi. Did it occur to you that none 
    of that even came up in conversation?"
  "Usagi there is no need to get angry," Ami tried to calm 
    her.
  "Why shouldn't I be angry Ami?" Usagi vented.
  "Everyday something strange happens to me that makes 
    me question my own sanity. Did you know I almost began to believe I'd actually 
    written that letter; that all the strange things that have happened over the 
    few days have actually all been in my head? Right now I'm still not sure. 
    
  "How can I be sure of anything in a world where everyday 
    I wake up to face the possibility that I might die or one of my friends might 
    die and all for what?
  "I'm going home. I'll talk to you guys later. Maybe tomorrow 
    I'll be more suitable for company." 
  She got up and stalked off in a hurry leaving behind 
    her concerned and confused friends. They weren't the only confused ones. 
  If Dr. Kurokomo, she had no other name to call him, had 
    been the one following her causing all the strange events, touching her, then 
    he was a very powerful man? Was he even human? Was he good, evil, indifferent? 
    Not good, she remind herself, definitely not good, but evil? She wasn't sure 
    about that either. 
  He had never said a word to her that made any sense. 
    He called her by a name she hadn't had for well over a millennia and he had 
    manipulated the events in her life as if her were trying to push her over 
    the edge of sanity. She was so confused. She'd almost made it to the bottom 
    of the steps before she realized someone was tumbling fast after her.
  She looked up to see Rei rushing down the steps at a 
    ridiculous pace to catch up with her. She sighed and stopped to allow her 
    to catch up.
  "You know, you walk like you're trying to break the sound 
    barrier on foot!" Rei yelled. 
  "What are you doing Rei?"
  "I'm not letting you leave here until you explain what 
    it is going on with you."
  "It's nothing."
  "Stop lying. What has been happening to you?" 
  Usagi paused wondering just how much to tell Rei. Wearily 
    she decided on everything but not before securing her promise to keep it all 
    to herself.
  "I've been having these dreams," she began...
  Usagi was nearing the end of her explanation, leaving 
    out all the more lurid details of her dreams, when suddenly both their communicators 
    began beeping. They answered the call reluctantly. 
  Usagi sighed, frowned, and reluctantly transformed, only 
    to find Rei staring at her like she'd grown another head.
  "What now?" Usagi asked. Nothing could surprise her at 
    this point.
  "Luna's theory about your hair worked. Your balls are 
    back."
  Usagi glared at Rei for her terrible little pun before 
    turning and heading towards the sight of the youma spotting.
  They raced across town with the other senshi meeting 
    them at exactly the same moment at the location of the disturbance, outside 
    an abandoned warehouse in a less than stellar section of town. They thrust 
    themselves into a battle with the beast.
  
    
     
    
    
  The battle was not going very well. The stupid youma 
    was too fast to catch unawares and they were doing their best just to dodge 
    its attacks. They were in the midst of battling the ugly four-armed fire-throwing 
    monster when she saw him. She was so stunned she froze. What was he doing 
    there? He was dressed all in black as before in yet another casual but exceptionally 
    well tailored black suit. He walked onto the scene as though he didn't realize 
    there was a battle going on 
  For a moment she forgot she was in the midst of a battle 
    and she merely stared at him, their eyes connecting across the designated 
    battleground as he leaned casually against a lamppost, his arms folded, watching 
    her. 
  She didn't hear the screams or see the ball of flame 
    heading directly for her. All she saw was a sudden flicker of change in his 
    face before he disappeared right before her eyes. Everything went black and 
    when she could see again she was standing where he had been, away from the 
    battle, and his arms were wrapped tightly around her. She looked towards her 
    friends who were staring open-mouthed. 
  The tree that had been behind where she'd stood just 
    a second previously was now aflame. He'd saved her life. 
  With an angry look on his face he directed his arm at 
    the youma and it immediately blew up in flames shrieking painfully as it died. 
    
  "You little fool!" he snapped at her. "You always were 
    such a reckless fool." 
  She tried to push away from him but his arms held her 
    tight to him. 
  "Who are you?" She asked. He was so confusing.
  "I'm insulted you don't remember your lover Princess," 
    he snapped with equal amounts of annoyance and amusement.
  She didn't have a chance to respond as her friends rushed 
    over towards them. 
  "Let her go you evil bastard!" Jupiter demanded angrily.
  Usagi was beyond confused. "Will someone please explain 
    to me what the hell is going on!" She demanded. 
  "Your little friend doesn't seem to be at all grateful 
    that I saved her princess's pretty little ass," he said to her holding her 
    tight against his body.
  "You were the one who sent that damn youma and put her 
    in danger," Rei snapped. 
  Usagi's eyes widened with realization and understanding; 
    so much of it made sense. This was the general they had seen. He knew who 
    she was; had always known, and he'd been toying with her like a cat with a 
    mouse. He'd been the one to write the letter, the one who'd touched her while 
    she slept, the one who'd pretended to be her psychologist. It was no wonder 
    he hadn't been good at his job.
  She was going to be sick. It was all some sick game to 
    toy with her mind and when it was all over he'd probably just kill her and 
    her friends.
  Stop thinking Serenity. You might hurt yourself.   
  Usagi's eyes widened in surprise and anger. He'd read 
    her mind, yet another violation.
  "Let me go you prick!" She tried to elbow him in the 
    stomach but he was prepared.
  "Hmm. That wasn't quite what you said last night." 
  Mouths opened all around including her own. She stomped 
    on his toe and he winced in pain releasing his hold on her. She turned around 
    and threw a quick punch to his jaw. "You're never touching me again you bastard 
    and if you try I will blow you off this planet."
  Her punch had caught him by surprise but had done very 
    little damage. He was now very angry however. The icy anger in his eyes made 
    her take a step back. 
   Her friends prepared 
    to attack now that she was no longer in his grasp. He felt the anticipation 
    of their attack in the air and took the defensive. He created a shield that 
    trapped them and prevented them from getting any closer. 
  Faster than Usagi could take another step he grabbed 
    her arm and pulled her back against him. 
  "Don't make the mistake of thinking you'll ever escape 
    me. You are now and always have been mine and I suggest you don't forget it 
    like you've forgotten everything else."
  She felt his hand settle on one breast and he squeezed 
    hard. She winced in slight pain. He loosened his grip and teased her nipple, 
    playing with the hardened nub through her clothes. 
  She was aroused by his touch and it disgusted her. It 
    was embarrassing to have her friends watch him touch her as though her body 
    were his personal property.
  "Who are you?" she asked again.
  "Since it seems you won't remember me without some help, 
    allow me to introduce myself. Endymion IV, Prince of Earth at your service. 
    For all your heroic deeds, technically you and your little friends are trespassing 
    on my planet, Princess.
  Usagi's eyes opened wide in surprise and confusion. 
  "For my next trick perhaps I should reintroduce you to 
    yourself because it seems you've forgotten just exactly who you are." 
  Usagi wore an even more confused look. 
  "Once upon a time princess," he began informatively, 
    " a few thousand years ago when you were a spoiled and pampered brat of a 
    princess I came to the moon at the invitation of her royal highness Queen 
    Serenity. I wasn't particularly welcome there; your mother was never one for 
    opinions that differed from her own. She wanted to bring earth under her control 
    and make it into an addition to her perfect, boring, and passionless little 
    world like she had with all the other planets. She hadn't counted on multiple 
    sources of opposition including the most important opposition; mine."
  He seemed to direct his words to her as well as her friends 
    as he spoke. "Amazing how she wasn't aware what a nave but curious little 
    bundle you would turn out to be. Apparently your perfect little world wasn't 
    enough for you. You were looking for some excitement.
  "He chuckled a little at a joke only he was aware of. 
    "You were such a foolish young girl," he said harshly. "You of course thought 
    you could tease me with your little girl games and have some fun. You obviously 
    needed to be shown a taste of what only the harsh reality of earth could give 
    you, and so I did, many, many times over and you enjoyed every lesson." He 
    ran his hand up her thigh. 
  Usagi's face turned fire red with embarrassment. 
  "Unfortunately, sleeping with the enemy is a treasonous 
    act, Princess. But you didn't seem to mind; you liked being in my bed. I used 
    to mysteriously find you between my sheets although you knew the last place 
    in the solar system you should be was on earth. You betrayed your kingdom 
    for me do you remember that? You betrayed your fiance, and then you betrayed 
    me."
  Usagi paled. The dream she'd had came rushing back to 
    her. It wasn't just a dream, but a memory. And it seemed so many memories 
    came rushing back all at once. They'd shared numerous passionate encounters 
    mostly between the sheets and others like the fight they'd had in her dream. 
    He'd been so angry with her.
  It had been an ongoing argument. She hadn't told her 
    mother about them and worst yet she hadn't told her fiance Mael. Theirs was 
    a betrothal that had been arranged since she was a child and until she'd met 
    Endymion she'd been perfectly accepting of the match. 
   Maybe she had 
    been a spoilt child and unprepared for the demands Endymion made on their 
    relationship but he had wanted her to stand up before her mother and representatives 
    of the entire solar system and admit that she had committed an act of treason 
    by consorting with the enemy, broken her betrothal contract and put her world 
    and possibly his at risk for a war with her fiance's planet as well as placing 
    the current and already shaky negotiations between the earth and the moon 
    in jeopardy. And all for what? So the people of Earth could keep their autonomy 
    and freedom to practice their magic?
   She hadn't dared 
    to tell him, but she wasn't as convinced as he believed that what he wanted 
    was worth fighting for. She had lived under the rule of Serenity and had been 
    groomed to rule in her mother's footsteps all her life. Was it really all 
    that bad?  Was maintaining Earth's 
    individuality among the planets really worth what it was already costing the 
    people of his already war torn world? 
  He hadn't cared. He had believed that if she had stated 
    her opinion and admitted that she thought the people of earth should be able 
    to live free of interference from her mother that she could have changed her 
    mother's mind. If she'd shown that not everyone agreed, or should have to, 
    with having Queen Serenity as head of every planet in the Solar System, the 
    council would back down on the demand that Earth join the planetary alliance 
    and commit its resources to the defense of the moon kingdom and the solar 
    system and allow Moon Kingdom laws and customs to be instituted on the planet. 
    
  When Endymion had refused to join the alliance at the 
    behest of the Queen, all planets and moons had evacuated their trading posts 
    on Earth executing a severe blow to economies all over the planet. The merchants 
    had wanted the same laws on earth as everywhere else in the solar system and 
    they had wanted, what they referred to as 'dark magic' outlawed. They may 
    have been willing to forgo the laws for a while and remain on earth during 
    the negotiations if Endymion would outlaw the use of 'dark magic' but he had 
    refused.
  What they had referred to, as 'dark magic', were gifts 
    that had come naturally to his people. How could he outlaw something as fundamental 
    to their existence as water? How could he outlaw it when his own terrifying 
    powers came from the very same source, the earth herself?  
  What the council wasn't truly aware of, though he thought 
    the queen suspected, was that his parents had made an unholy alliance with 
    a building force on earth, one he couldn't easily break. It was a cult built 
    around an unknown but powerful force that was converting many of his people, 
    convincing them that the moon kingdom would eventually aim to gain control 
    by any means necessary. Already there had been violence against supporters 
    of the moon kingdom, and before the evacuation vandalism and threats against 
    extra-Terran merchants. If he wasn't able to convince them by providing a 
    written pact with the moon kingdom promising no interference from Queen Serenity 
    or from the alliance, the balance of power would shift and he wouldn't be 
    able to convince his people not to take drastic measures. 
  The ultimate irony was that the very reason Queen Serenity 
    was pushing hard for involvement in earth matters was because of the building 
    dark force that guided the cult. It was her obligation to protect the solar 
    system and all planets therein. Whether or not Earth wanted her interference 
    would all be irrelevant if the cult continued to grow. 
  Endymion continued to speak and Usagi's mind snapped 
    back to the present. 
  "Do you remember Serenity?" he questioned harshly.
  "Yes," she whispered painfully. 
  "Then you'll remember how you refused to stand by my 
    side. When the time came and I needed you to make a decision you chose the 
    coward's way out and took your mother's side. You ran home to your safe little 
    world and back to your useless fiance and you condemned my world to the likes 
    of Beryl. 
  "When I couldn't convince my people that the moon would 
    not interfere with their lives they fell easily under the control of Beryl 
    who offered them power and control over their own destiny. As you know she 
    lied."
  "My world suffered too," Usagi stated weakly.
  "Because of your weakness." 
  Usagi paled. He blamed her for the end of the Silver 
    Millennium. She felt both guilty and angry, more the latter than the former.
  "What did you expect?" She spat angrily, turning forcibly 
    out of his arms and facing him. "That I'd actually marry you and take up your 
    cause? You accuse us Lunarians of idealism but you were always more idealistic 
    than anyone I've known! What you wanted was impossible!
  "It didn't matter what we had together I had to put the 
    safety of my people first. It's what I was raised to do. If that meant marrying 
    a man I didn't love then I'd do it so I wouldn't risk war by breaking my betrothal."
  "And you didn't think that he would find out all about 
    how well you'd kept to that contract on your wedding night? Did you think 
    you could come back to my bed after you'd spent the night in his?" He fired 
    back. "I don't know if you noticed but there was a war anyway." He replied 
    bitterly.
  "Yes there was and whether or not I made a stand with 
    you would have made no difference. Beryl was determined and nothing you could 
    have done was going to stop her. In fact, I have a hard time believing you 
    were so nave that you actually believed that getting my mother to agree not 
    to interfere would have changed anything. If she'd interfered a little sooner 
    a war may have been avoided and Beryl eliminated before her power had grown."
  He sneered at her. "You know something, you're absolutely 
    right I was nave. I actually believed you were different from your mother; 
    that you were capable of seeing outside your narrow view. Even if there were 
    no Beryl your mother would have made it a point to interfere in the lives 
    of people who had no desire for her to be their queen."
  "Did you ever ask them Endymion? Did you ever ask them 
    whether they would accept peace over the constant wars? Did you ask them whether 
    they would have liked the opportunity to eliminate easily cured diseases or 
    revolutionize their lives with new technology?"
  He growled at her. She could hardly believe it but he 
    growled at her. "It is very fortunate for you that I am a man in control of 
    my temper or else I'd snap your neck for that little insult. They were my 
    people I knew what they wanted."
  "I didn't mean to insult you Endymion," She said placating, 
    as she felt his power surge with his anger. All I'm trying to say is that 
    the Moon Kingdom offered your people a great deal including the opportunity 
    to expand trade between planets and you turned it down.
  "And what would they have had to give up in exchange 
    for the wonders of Lunarian technology? You'd have them be brainless sheep 
    who live in awe of the silver crystal and worshipped Queen Serenity as though 
    she were a goddess? We have more spirit than that. But I guess you'd know 
    nothing about that." 
  Usagi sighed in frustration. "This is all irrelevant! 
    The Moon Kingdom is dust, my mother is dead and so is Beryl. In fact I can't 
    believe you're really upset about that. It's been millennia. I'd hope you 
    were over that by now."
  He smiled coldly. "Unlike you, my emotions are real. 
    I can't just shove them aside whenever it suits me."
  "So you're still upset about my leaving you for Mael?"
  "You would like that wouldn't you? You'd like to think 
    that I was moping over losing you to some pathetic blue-haired wimp, that 
    I got angry every time I thought about you two in bed? I've had millennia 
    trapped in the Dark Kingdom to get over you. The only thing that I can't seem 
    to get over is this."
  He grabbed her and pulled her hard to him and pressed 
    his lips to hers violently. She tried to push him away, refusing to subject 
    herself to his touch again, making her feel things she didn't want to. She 
    tried but she couldn't stop the desire that welled up inside her. She returned 
    his kiss with equal ferocity. 
  His hands traveled the length of her back reaching lower 
    to cup her ass, pressing her closer to his hardness. She moaned softly against 
    his lips as he groped her body through her clothes. She felt his hot breath 
    on her neck. He kissed her lightly and ran his tongue over her skin.  
  Her temperature seemed to have shot up ten degrees as 
    she ground her hips against his hardness. She would gladly have ripped her 
    clothes off just to be closer to him if she could and it was that realization 
    that sent reality rushing back.
  She gave him a hard shove away from her. She turned to 
    glance at her friends who were staring at them in open-mouthed shock. Her 
    entire body flushed red with embarrassment as she realized her friends had 
    been listening this whole time and watching as she had all but made love to 
    the man right in front of them. 
  "You are as passionate as always Serenity," he stated 
    smiling. I just have one question? Did he make you scream the way I do?"  
    He disappeared before she could respond.
  "I'll wait until we're alone Serenity. Then you'll 
    remember what it is like to have me inside you."
  Usagi shivered in a mixture of fear, excitement, and 
    anger.
