Author's Note: This addition is a request from Ladie Byrd. The entire story is told from the perspective of Mamoru and Usagi. What would have happened if no one had come for them?

Some differences for this story:
1) Ami is NOT involved in the scheme with the rest
2) Usagi's Hair is NOT cut
3) Makoto doesn't change her mind
4) Motoki knows Mamoru is Tuxedo Kamen
5) They provide the jug of wine

Usagi and the girls are 16
Mamoru is 18
Shitennou - 17-18

I DON'T THINK MOTOKI OR THE GIRLS WOULD EVER DO THIS. IT IS A STORY BASED ON A CONTEST. NOTHING MORE.

Alone Together
One Month
Alternate Story Line

September 30
When Enough is Enough

***Usagi's POV***

"Baka! Why can't you just leave me alone?" Usagi wailed, making every customer in the Crown cringe and cover their ears. She'd had enough of his constant teasing to last a lifetime. He nearly always started their arguments... except on the rare occasions when it was a test paper or a shoe hitting him that started them, or perhaps her face planting into his chest on her morning dash to school. No one seemed to get that though. They always yelled at her and talked down to her as though she was the immature one.

She finally huffed and turned away, only to have Mamoru grab her wrist and turn her back around. "What's the matter Odango Atama, can't think of a decent comeback so you're just going to run away and cry some more? You really are pathetic you know!"

After months of teasing, Usagi finally snapped. She wrenched herself out of his grasp and slapped him before stomping her heel down on his foot. With her other hand she reached for the first thing she saw. Someone had left a half empty glass of soda on the counter. She picked it up and hurled it at his head. He ducked, and the glass smashed against the wall near the break room.

The sound of shattering glass pulled her out of her rage and she covered her mouth with both hands. "Oh, Kami! What have I done?" she asked.

Suddenly her arm was grabbed roughly by Motoki and she was being shoved through the door into the break room alongside Mamoru. Minako and Rei took hold of her and forced her down into a chair. She couldn't help herself and immediately started to cry as they tied her tightly down.

"What are you doing?" she asked, unsure what has happening. "Let me go, please?"

She hadn't meant to lash out that way. As much as she loved Mamoru, her temper had flared. She'd never lost her temper before. Is that why she was being punished? She couldn't stop herself from weeping.

She heard Mamoru growling and struggling and wanted them to let him go. He hadn't really done anything wrong. She opened her mouth to tell them so, when she heard him yell.

"Let her go!" he yelled, and it was very obvious that he was angry.

She was shocked at his outburst. He had never really shown true anger before. Well, once... but that was when the jerk Endo had tried to force her to kiss him. It had been the true turning point for her. She'd started falling in love with him before that, when he'd saved Luna, but that day had prompted the head over heels tumble into full on love. She remembered how he had picked an argument with her just so he had an excuse to make sure she got home safely.

Her tears didn't stop. Why were their friends doing this to them?

***Mamoru's POV***

Mamoru was pissed. He didn't know what the hell Motoki thought he was doing, but he was scaring his Odango and Mamoru couldn't have that. "I said untie her!" he growled, struggling uselessly against his own restraints. He hadn't argued when Motoki had tied him up, though he had been confused, but the thought of his Usako scared and crying was just too much.

For a moment he nearly couldn't stop himself reaching for a rose. "Usagi, are you okay?" he asked.

There was a sniffle, and then, "yeah, but they tied me to a chair." The other four were still between the two of them. He wondered where Ami was. She was normally inseparable with Usagi and the other girls.

"It's okay, they tied me up too. But I don't think Motoki or the others would hurt us." He tried to reassure her, all the while staring daggers at Motoki and Makoto. "You'd better let her go right now. This wasn't her fault. I pushed too far. LET HER GO!" His voice wasn't loud, but he put all of his anger and frustration into the words.

"This is for your own good," Motoki whispered, his face only inches from Mamoru's. "You two need to talk. So... talk." With that he and the girls left the room, leaving him staring at a weeping Usagi. His heart absolutely melted for her. She was scared, and he hated that.

"I'm sorry Usagi," he said finally. "This is all my fault."

She shook her head. "Nani? Mamoru I'm sorry I hurt you and tried to throw the glass at you."

Mamoru only shook his head. He'd been surprised at how much force had been behind the slap and the heel to his foot, and extremely impressed with the tiny shards of shattered glass left when he'd seen the soda she'd thrown. She was so tiny it was hard to imagine her having that kind of strength. But he wasn't injured. No real damage was done.

"It wasn't too bad Odango." He said, his voice reassuring.

For once she didn't scream at him over the name. They both knew the truce wouldn't last. They'd been locked in closets and cupboards, set up on blind dates, even banned from the arcade once in an effort to stop their arguing. But he knew if he stopped teasing her he would have no excuse to speak to her at all, and he couldn't let that happen.

He needed her in his life. She was the only real light he had. She cared about him even with all the arguing. She showed him kindness even when he showed none of how he felt. She was his hope.

The truth was, he loved her so much it was painful to be away from her. He could never tell her though. Could never let her get too close. He had to keep her away, even make it seem to the enemy that he hated her. Because if they found out who he was they would go after the people in his life that he loved. It was why he'd pulled further and further away from her since he'd found out he had become Tuxedo Kamen.

That had been a shock to the system. He'd been having blackouts. Lost time. Waking up in strange places, like the back of the arcade, or on Motoki's couch. Then one day his best friend had informed him that he was Tuxedo Kamen. And he had begun to remember. His battles against the Negaverse, and his need to protect Sailor Moon. He was always led to her, always felt her need stronger than his own.

***Usagi's POV***

She hated seeing Mamoru tied up and looking so upset. She loved him, and the last thing she wanted was to see him so frustrated. She wished, for the millionth time, that she wasn't Sailor Moon. If it wasn't for the secret identity she probably would have already kissed him. But Kami knew she would never, ever, put him in danger.

Somehow she always knew where Mamoru was. It had been a gradual thing. Their constant run ins had driven her to near insanity, but the more she'd tried to avoid them, the more they'd happened, as though they were led to each other on an invisible string. The only time the feelings were manageable was when she transformed into the Moon Senshi. She sighed as she stared over at Mamoru, wishing she didn't have that burden, so that just once she could tell him she didn't hate him. Didn't dislike him at all.

Motoki and Minako came back into the room. Usagi wished she could wipe her cheeks. Mamoru glared. Motoki went to him and Minako moved towards her. The other blonde girl held a straw to Usagi's lips. "Drink. Maybe it will cool your throat."

Usagi took a few sips. "What's going on?" she asked.

"Finish a bit more of your shake and I'll tell you," Minako urged. She could hear Motoki talking quietly to Mamoru and the sounds of shake being slurped through the straw.

"We think we've found a way for the two of you to stop arguing." Usagi blinked up at her stupidly. For some reason she couldn't process all the words.

Minako reached out and tugged at the knots holding Usagi to the chair. She lifted one of Usagi's hands and pressed the shake into them. "If you drink all of this, we will let you go," she said, a hint of a blush on her cheeks. Usagi could only nod and stare up at her beautiful friend. She took another large slurp.

"You're pretty," she giggled.

Minako smiled. Everything seemed to be coming from very far away. She turned her head and saw that Mamoru had been untied as well. The chocolate in the shake tasted funny, but every time she tried to stop slurping at it, Minako pushed it back towards her mouth.

The room was spinning. Her friend's long blonde hair fell forward as she leaned in to hug Usagi. She straightened and smiled. Something came out of her mouth but Usagi was too entranced with the light reflecting on the golden hair to notice.

Motoki was leaving and had taken hold of Minako's arm. They were whispering, but Usagi couldn't understand their words. Everything seemed to be coming through a long tunnel. She wondered what people would do if they saw Sailor Moon all drugged up like this. Then it hit her, she had been drugged. Crap. Something was wrong. Was there an attack on the arcade?

"Mam-ba-ka," Usagi mumbled, her tongue feeling strange. "Some-thing wrong. Don't drink shake." Her head was spinning as she tried to warn him. He gave her a strange look, but his eyes were glazing over as well. She looked at his glass and it was nearly two thirds gone.

"Oh-kay?" he asked.

"Drugged," she whispered, fear giving way to sheer panic. She tried to stand and fell to her knees. "Help!" she tried to shout, but it came out in a whisper. She saw Mamoru fall to his knees in front of her and begin to crawl closer.

"Usa-us..." he tried to speak. "Oh-kay?" but she could no longer answer and only shook her head, tears pouring down her cheeks. She saw the worry in his eyes as he stared at her, and then he was falling forward onto his face, and she heard no more from him.

She heard a sound behind her and tried to turn her head. Motoki came over and put his hand on Mamoru's neck, checking his pulse. "Help," Usagi whispered, her vision fading to black as her head became too heavy to hold up. "Help him."

"I'm sorry Usagi-chan," she heard him whisper. "This is for your own good." The darkness took her then, and she knew no more.

***Mamoru's POV***

He stood, staring up at the balcony of the ruined palace. Here again, to see the princess. He frowned. She wasn't crying out to him to find the Silver Crystal. How strange. She should be begging him to find it, and her. No, now she was sobbing, her hands over her eyes, crying out, "I don't want to remember. I don't want to see it!"
He moved, pulled toward her, though he knew it was an impossible task to reach her. "Princess?" he called out, feeling unsure.
She looked up at him, her face ravaged by tears, her crystalline blue eyes staring at him in horror. "Please... help me?" she begged, and resumed her cries of anguish.
"How?" he asked, not knowing what to do. "How do I help you?"
"I don't want to remember," she moaned.
He saw her fall out of his sight and raced toward the balcony. Again, he could not get close to her. Not close enough to help.
"Princess!" he screamed. He clawed at the barrier, still unsure what it was that was holding him back from her. If only he could see it.
"It's too soon," she sobbed.
The world began to change, to grow more clear.
He could see the palace in it's glory now, and found himself at the top of a staircase just outside the entry. The princess was behind his back, her face buried into his shoulder as she wept.
Below were the Senshi, all dead, each with a man over her, impaled, lying over the women in death. He could hear one of the men still sobbing as his breath began to rattle and gurgle. There, and yet not there, as though they were a shimmering image of something he had recently seen.
They faded away and he blinked as he watched a horde of mindless humans, now turned into nothing more than puppets, storming up the palace steps toward him and the princess.
A woman rose in front of him, laughing, and he felt his princess back away.
"Come to me Endymion," the woman called. "Join me and we can rule the Earth together."
Without his prompting, his mouth opened and words poured out. "Never. I would never betray my wife, my people. What you have done is an abomination."
The woman's bright red hair swayed as she shook her head. "The people are happier under my control. As you will be. Once that Moon Brat is gone, I'll make you mine, just like I did your men."
"Never!" he screamed. He was unsure what was happening, but the body he was in was shaking with rage.
The woman lifted her hand and struck at the princess, a killing blow. His body leapt into the path of the strike and he was cut down. He could feel the life leeching from him. And then he was falling, only to be caught in soft hands, and his head rested on his princess' thighs as he stared up longingly at her face. He lifted a hand to her, hoping to touch her cheek one last time. The princess looked so familiar. Her features nearly identical to the ones he knew so well on his secret love.
"Endymion!" she screamed, bending over him. His hand touched her cheek, her smooth soft skin. But he felt so weak. He wanted to hold her forever. His arm wasn't strong enough and fell to his side. "No! Please. You can't leave me!"
"Serenity... I love... you..." his voice whispered the words as the world began to fade into blackness.
He watched in horror as Serenity reached over him for his sword and brought the sharp tip to her belly, just under her ribs and fell over on it. He felt her warm blood over him as he took his last, painful breath.
Back in the ruins of the castle, the memories began to fade. He couldn't recall the faces, or the details. Only the pain of losing his love. His princess. The words and names were nothing. Only that moment where he knew she was no more. Again he heard her wails of sadness and sorrow.
"It's too soon to remember," she whispered, and then the dream left him.

Fading in and out. Time shifting. Being carried.

Nothing made sense. He felt a warm body next to his own.

A pinch as something entered his arm.

Then his clothing was gone.

Another pinch.

Bright light. Warmth.

A body under his own.

Someone touching him, putting his erection somewhere hot and wet and tight around him. A mischievous laugh as he was positioned.

And then a moan of pain nearby and he was inside heaven, his hips moving without conscious thought.

***Usagi's POV***

She didn't want to remember. Didn't want to go back to the dream. She clawed at it, trying to wake herself, but something pulled her down and down into the darkness of that awful place. The place where horrors happened. She sobbed as the images became clearer and clearer around her. She didn't want to be there. Didn't want to remember.
Again the dream took her. Everything felt like her body, though she knew it wasn't her. It was the princess, who had died more than a thousand years before.
She watched as the prince pulled her arm, tugging at her. She ran with him, crying in pain and fear as she realized the moon kingdom was under attack and that all around her people were dying.
And then she heard the first of the screams. "No! What have I done!" A man, his curly blonde hair caught up into a ponytail at the back of his head, stood over Sailor Mercury, tears streaming down his face. "What did she make me do?" he cried, more quietly. Usagi watched helplessly as the man turned the bloodied blade of his sword and impaled himself, falling over Mercury's body. She fell to her knees in agony.
The second scream, the third, the fourth all followed. She watched helplessly as the four men who had been turned now realized their mistake and remembered the loves they had just murdered. She watched, tears pouring out, as each one killed himself and lay across their wives. The sobs tore out of her throat.
The prince pulled her up and away, trying to get her to safety. Somewhere, she knew, her mother was fighting. She could feel her, already weakened, and knew the battle was already lost. The Prince led her through the ruins of the palace. Innocents lay in pools of blood, and she cried over each one. The princess must have known and loved every person in the palace. Her gut wrenching sobs hurt her chest.
And then they made it through the front doors to the steps. A woman with bright red hair led an army up the steps toward them. With horror, Usagi realized none of the people even knew where they were. She stepped back in shock. What had been done to them?
"Come to me Endymion," the woman called. "Join me and we can rule the Earth together."
"Never. I would never betray my wife, my people. What you have done is an abomination." Endymion was nearly shouting the words in front of her.
"The people are happier under my control. As you will be. Once that Moon Brat is gone, I'll make you mine, just like I did your men."
"Never!"
She watched as Beryl, that was the woman's name though how she knew it she could not tell, lifted her sword and struck at her, but Endymion leapt in the way.
"Endymion!" she screamed. She held on to him, holding his head in her lap. "No! Please. You can't leave me!" she begged.
She stared in horror down at the face of Mamoru. He looked up at her so lovingly, and with so much sadness to be leaving her. But she already knew what would come next. His hand lifted to her cheek, and his thumb stroked once over her skin.
"Serenity... I love... you..."
His hand fell to his side, and she reached for his sword, impaling herself on the blade. The pain made her scream.
But instead of waking, she found herself in blackness, even there she was forced to endure the long hours of pain she would normally feel upon waking. But the memories began to fade, the names and faces blurring into distant shadows.

Fading in and out. Time shifting. Being carried.

Strange lights and colors behind her eyes. She couldn't open them.

A pinch in her arm. Darkness.

Stirring, nearly waking as her clothing was removed.

Another pinch in her arm.

Bright light against her closes eyelids.

Warmth, and weight. A body pressed on top of her. Laughter as someone pressed something inside her.

Something invading her body, hurting her. And then pleasure as the pain disappeared. Her hips moved without her permission, seeking more.

Author's Note: I just want to make it clear - this last scene was an assault on both Mamoru and Usagi. What they did to them was wrong, and should not be condoned.

Here are the old rules:
Trapped together Til Halloween Story Contest - Reba Jean
The Senshi and Motoki are disgusted with Usagi's and Mamoru's constant bickering and fighting. They have tried all the usual means to get the two together, including blind dates and locking them in the arcade, but nothing has worked. Minako and company have devised an even more evil plan: render them unconscious and deposit them together, nude in a double sleeping bag, stranding them together with no clothes until Halloween in an isolated room or remote barren island. They have viciously bobbed Usagi's hair to shoulder length. Usagi and Mamoru do not yet know one another's secret identities. Usagi does not have her transformation brooch, or Luna Pen. The one communication device available can only be used to contact the Inner Senshi or Motoki.

Setting One:
An isolated room, furnished with only a sleeping bag and a futon. There is a bathroom, but only one small hand-towel to share (too small to wear). The TV plays only the most banal boring shows you can imagine. They have sufficient MRE's or prepared meals and some bread, fruit, cheese, etc. to last for one month. Minako also left them a bowl of strawberries, a can of whipping cream, one bottle of chocolate syrup, a VERY large jug of wine, one bottle of generic pain reliever tablets, and a variety of massage oils. No coffee, junk food, candy, ice cream, or chocolate (aside from the bottle of syrup) is there.

Setting Two:
An isolated, barren island, too far to whim elsewhere and with few or no trees or large bushes and very little grass or vegetation. Their sleeping bad is left on a futon on the floor of a stone shelter building/ There is a supply of fresh water and sufficient driftwood on the beach for fires but not to build a boat or raft. In addition to the food supplies they have fish hooks and line, two knives, a box of matches, and a lantern with a supply of kerosene. They have sufficient MRE's or prepared meals and some bread, fruit, cheese, etc. to last for one month. Minako also left them a bowl of strawberries, a can of whipping cream, one bottle of chocolate syrup, a VERY large jug of wine, one bottle of generic pain reliever tablets, and a variety of massage oils. No coffee, junk food, candy, ice cream, or chocolate (aside from the bottle of syrup) is there.

The Objectives:
1). To work together to a)escape or b) survive their trap.
2). To revenge themselves on the perpetrators (no murder allowed).

MY CHANGES:
1) No TELEVISION - Cause it's a distraction and they would have been too smart for that.
2) Must be one UNINTENDED consequence. (i.e. Losing a major battle with the dark kingdom, someone getting seriously injured, etc.)
3) A few more supplies for safety's sake, such as sunscreen and toothbrushes and a few odds and ends each of their captors snuck to them.