You know I wasn't going to update this until I updated my other fics that I've been neglecting. But due to certain threats by someone who will be nameless *cough*MichieHatabaki-chan*cough* I decide to update. Just joking.^^v I've a few people request that this little ficcie be updated^^v This time, though I will not be updating this fic until my other fics are updated. I hope no one minds^^;; Okay this is a bit longer than I intended for it to be, so I'm going to tell you now that not all chapters will be this long. Sorry^^;; Oh, before I forget! I'm not really sure if I'll bring in Schwarz, I have a few ideas on how to bring them in but I'm not sure I want too. Oh! Another thing! Usa-chan, thanks for your help with you know what^_~^^v. Minna-san, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz or Sailor Moon.
Chapter Five:
Minako's Wedding Present
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If one was to look at the last two week in the terms of warfare.
The Battle of the Bedroom had yet to be decided. With neither side willing to surrender.
Yohji scowled after a certain redhead, as Usagi stormed away from him. Actually it's more of a waddle, considering the fact that a certain toddler was once again attached to Usagi's right leg. That should be him! Really what was so wrong about suggesting that they conserve water, by showering together? Especially since Usagi stopped calling the locksmith after a week of waking up with him, next to her in bed. Yohji considered that progress.
Ha! Like any lock could possibly keep him from what he wanted.
No...Instead a three year old could.
Yohji head back into the bedroom to change. How could he, Kudou Yohji, a ladies man be beaten by a toddler. Maybe if he sic her on Aya, he could finally have time alone with his 'wife. Chibi Chibi seem to like the brooding redhead, heaven knew why. But would it be worth Aya's death threats?
Yohji looked up as Usagi stepped in, dressed in her bathrobe. She glared at him, before muttering. "I forgot my bra."
Yes, it would. But first he would have to burn all of her bras.
Au natural was a good thing after all.
Especially if he got the best view in house...
************
It was good to back in Tokyo. The soon to be Crystal Tokyo where he would rule.
Chiba Mamoru allowed himself a self satisfied smirk to spread across his lips. Confidently he strolled out of Tokyo Airport. As he made his way through the crowd of people, he noted nothing had really changed since he'd been gone. He was pretty sure that neither had a certain blonde.
Smoothing back his black hair, he grinned at a beautiful redhead who winked at him. When he spotted two blondes each holding a cardboard sign. Mamoru scowled as he read the words.
Lice-infested Baka.
The two former generals Zoisite and Jadeite grinned as they spotted the disgruntled prince of earth. "We really have to thank Minako-san for making the signs."
"When that little blonde figures out that Kunzite is mine, I will." The feminine man replied. "Besides I still think that my idea was better."
"Fashion Disaster with small package and even smaller goods?"
"Yep."
Mamoru glared at his 'loyal' generals. "This is how you greet me?!"
"Yeah..." Zoisite smirked, "because if I didn't have manners I'd greet you like this..."
Mamoru's face turned red as the long haired blonde flipped him off. "...especially after what you did to my face."
Jadeite snickered, thoroughly enjoying the preview before the show. He couldn't wait to get to Usagi's. "We would've written Chiba Mamoru, but that's boring and well putting 'His royal highness: The Prince formally known as Endymion' sounded insane...and well we're beyond that stage in our lives."
"Beside why would we go easy on you?" Zoisite questioned, "You didn't make it easy on us, Cape Boy."
Mamoru glowered at the two men before following them out. For the time being he'll let it slide. Mamoru knew what he come home to. Eight senshi out for his blood, a gun crazed father, four useless generals and Usagi. Though getting Usagi back would be the easiest thing to do by far. He was positive that Tsukino Usagi would forgive without a second thought. Afterall he was her prince charming. Besides who else would want a ditzy, crybaby?
Nothing could ruin Mamoru's plans, now.
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Usagi smiled warmly at the young boy in front of her as her hips swayed in tempo of Sweet Sweet Samba. "Baibai, I hope you come again."
The poor boy blushed as he took his bag of goodies. He had spent all of his allowance, and he didn't really remember what he bought, but the pretty blonde smiling at him was well worth it.
Yohji looked up to scowled at the young middle schooler leave with a love sick look on his face. He waited for this kid to walked into the glass door like the other boys before him. With the bang, an 'OW!' and 'Are you okay?!' Yohji turned back to his task at hand.
"Now, if I give- Hey!" Yohji exclaimed, as he looked up his empty hand.
"Hey!" ChibiChibi echoed, happily waving a giant cherry flavored lollipop. The sticky red residue stained her cheeks, the white collar of her jumper and her little finger tips. As she moved to place the candy back in her mouth, the treat was snatched from her hands. Wide blue eyes looked up into green eyes. "Not a chance, sweetie." Yohji replied, as the child tried to tugged her lollipop free. "Here's the deal. I give you this sucker, you go and play with your uncle Aya, so I can play with your big sister..."
Unfortunately for Yohji, he didn't know children had a one track mind when they wanted something. "MINE!!!"
"YOHJI!" Usagi glared at him. "Leave Chibi Chibi alone..." she groaned, "You ruined her dinner!"
"How about ruining mine?" Yohji leered. "Stealing candy from baby girls now, Kudou?"
Usagi's eyes narrowed at the sight of the pretty red head that stepped into her shop. Dressed in a sassy red suit and mini skirt, she made Usagi feel dowdy in comparison in her jeans and blouse. "May I help you?"
Manx turned to the blonde, a knowing light in her green eyes. "I take it that you're Usagi-san, Yohji's....wife?" The word wife sounded a bit forced.
Yohji hadn't missed that little jealous look from his wife and it pleased him immensely. Slinging his arm about Manx's shoulder, he smirked. "Yep, that's Usagi my little honeybunny. Cute ain't she, but you're still number-OW!!!"
"Honeybunny?!" Usagi sputtered. Manx sighed, as she tightened her grip about Yohji's ear. Turning to Usagi, Manx held out her hand. "I'm Manx, business associate of the guys."
"We could have been mo-OW!!! Let go!"
"I don't know whether to congratulation you, or offer my condolences on your recent union. So I'll tell you that I would like to purchase that Sakuma Ryuuchi plushie."
As Usagi broke Chibi Chibi's candy into smaller pieces, she decided that she liked Manx. "Isn't he cute?! I saved one for myself! Who could resist him?"
"You collect anime plushies, Manx?" Yohji questioned, "Aren't you a little old for plush-OW!!!"
"Nobody is too old for this cutie!" Usagi squealed holding up a fifteen inch dark haired plushie in her hands. "He even comes with Kumagorou!"
"Tell the rest of the guys, I'm here." Manx released her hold on Yohji's ear. "I have a purchase to make."
Yohji scowled as Usagi smiled and chatted easily with the red head. So far today his plan of palming off Chibi Chibi on Aya backfired, Usagi seemed to be gaining admirers from the middle school down the block, and Manx was sure to point out all his bad habits. Someone up there really hated him... As he stepped into the flower shop, Yohji noticed a sandy haired blonde walked into Usagi's shop. Now schoolboys who could barely utter one word in Usagi's presence he could deal with, but that man who just walked in was another story.
"Did you see who that was?!"
"It couldn't be?!"
"Wasn't that the formula one racer who won the European tour?!"
"Oh! He's better looking in real life!"
"Koneko-chan!" echoed out of the shop, as Yohji peered in through the windows and the horde of girls sighed in pleasure at the sound of the 'sexy voice'.
"I want a hug from Tenoh Haruka!" pouted a girl.
Yohji wanted a hug from his wife! And to tear off the limbs of this Tenoh Haruka...
"What's wrong Yohji-kun?" Omi called out as the blonde man walked into the shop with a disgruntle look on his face.
"Mission."
Both Ken and Omi looked after their normally relaxed teammate as he stormed down to the mission room. Ken looked at Aya who looked ready to yelled at his fanclub who were busy stretching the sleeves of his sweater. "Did you interrupt Yohji and Usagi again?"
"Hn."
"How could Aya interrupt them?" Omi questioned absentmindedly, "Yohji hasn't even been able to steal a kiss much less get her into..." Omi blushed as he realized he speaking out load. "Nevermind!"
************
"Haruka, what are you doing here?" Usagi exclaimed as she hugged her friend.
"Rei sent me ahead to make sure that you wouldn't kill her for gettin' you hitched to some pretty boy."
"So you're the decoy?" Usagi giggled, "She's safe as long as she agrees to go with me to that convention."
Haruka looked around, "So where is the pretty boy?"
Usagi tilted her head to the side, "Why?"
"Gotta find out if he's good enough for you, koneko-chan." teased Haruka, "Makoto and Setsuna are waiting to grill him. Ami already did a background check on your 'private eye'. Michiru feels sorry for him..."
"She's the only one," Usagi muttered, as she shelved some new manga. She still hadn't forgotten Yohji's recent attempts to get her into bed.
"Where's everyone?"
"In Minako's car."
"Oh!" Well known for throwing caution to the wind and never thinking twice, Minako's driving skills seemed to be the one exception. Strangely enough Minako followed the driving manual to a T, and drove in Ami's words 'like an old little lady'. "As long as she doesn't get a ticket for driving under the speed limit again."
"You shouldn't be talking Usagi!" Aino Minako's voiced echoed into the shop, "Especially since you didn't invite me to your wedding! Me! The goddess of love! How could you be so cruel?"
Rei smacked the blonde on the head. "I told you already that Odango Atama didn't know she was getting married."
"And who's fault was that Rei-chan?!"
"Yuuchirou." The raven haired priestess replied matter of factly.
The voice of reason, Ami spoke up. "That doesn't matter anymore, it's in the past and we there's nothing we can do at the moment."
"If he's anything like that parasite," Makoto replied pounding her fist into the palm of her hand. "We can beat him to the ground."
"But first!" Minako pulled out a nicely wrapped gift box. "Wedding presents!"
*******
"Kudou." Manx called out as the rest of Weiss left the mission room. Yohji glanced back at the red head.
"What?" Yohji drawled, leaning forward towards Manx. "If you finally want to have a fling with me, Manx. Sorry, I'm taken."
"I'm heartbroken." Manx deadpanned as she ascended the stairs..
Yohji grinned, "I know."
"Kudou." Manx replied in an no nonsense tone. "Should I be expecting your resignation from Weiss?"
"Nani?"
"Kudou, you're married now." Manx stated as she opened the door, "You have a responsibility to Usagi as a husband. How are you to explain to her what you do or why you are hurt if you got injured?" "It's only for a year." Yohji answered, "I don't see any reason to resign."
"We know about the year's agreement." Manx replied, "Our informers enlightened us on the finer details of your engagement. Besides your grandmother had it announced on the evening news a week ago without the details."
"She did what?!!" Manx arched a delicate brow. "Yohji, you much to my surprise, come from an wealthy family even if you disowned yourself. The media would have found out. Better now, so that it die now instead of later."
"Tell me that, when you get stuck in this situation!" Yohji snapped. He hadn't even noticed anything or anyone lurking about. His thoughts were suddenly cut off by a shrill scream.
"MMMIIINNNAAAKKKOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Five minutes earlier
Rei had given her good luck charms, saying that she'll need them from what she had seen that day at the hotel and elegant red and silver kimono.
Ami had with a blush staining her cheeks had given her, a book. The Kama Sutra. That was quickly shoved beneath the counter with the blue haired girl muttering about a certain blonde's help.
Haruka and Michiru given her a weekend gateway at a bed and breakfast, but with a warning not to use it right away or Yohji wouldn't be a pretty boy for long.
Makoto had made her a lavish brunch, knowing Usagi's love affair with food and a cookbook called the Lover's Cookbook.
Hotaru and Setsuna given her, his and hers silver linked chained watches with a platinum face and a beautiful charm bracelet.
After Usagi slipped on the delicate looking watch, Minako bounced forward barely able to contain her excitement. "Now time for the best present of all!" Minako exclaimed, "Open! Open! Open!
"Arigato, Minako-chan!" Usagi giggled as she unwrapped her gift. She reached into the sea of tissue paper and pulled out what at first looked like a scarf but was too small to be otherwise. For a few moments Usagi stared that the material in her hands, holding it upside down she looked up at her friend. "Mina-chan, this is too small for Chibi Chibi."
Minako laughed as she took the gift, righted it, and placed it in Usagi's hands. It looked even smaller rightside up. "Silly! this is for you!"
Usagi looked at the lingerie in her hands, then at her smiling friend and back at the lingerie. The lingerie was a pale lavender color of fine sheer silk that Usagi's opinion it was only slightly bigger than a Kleenex. Unfortunately the kleenex cover more, as tiny delicate eyelets mockingly 'covering' the wearer.
"Your husband is going to love that!" Minako chirped, not noticing Usagi's eye twitching.
"Anyone still alive and breathing will love that little piece of lingerie." Haruka stated with a wink to Usagi and earned a smack on the back of her head from Michiru.
Minako grinned devilishly. "There's more!"
~Oh Kami-sama!~ Usagi reached into the box and pulled out a couple of harmless looking jars with paintbrushes tied to the side. "Paints!" Usagi exclaimed relieved.
"Not just any paints, Usa-chan," Minako turned the jar so that Usagi could read the label.
"...E-edible paints?!!"
"Those are fun..." Michiru commented absentmindedly as her princess turned bright red.
"Usagi-chan, you must breath in and out," Ami instructed.
"Geez, Minako!" Rei exclaimed, "All you're missing is the fuzzy handcuffs!"
"They were out of those."
Hotaru peered into box, "Usagi-chan, there is more. Two more to precise"
"There is?!" Usagi muttered, "This isn't fair..."
"You don't want to see what else I got you, Usa-chan?" Minako sniffled, her eyes giving the other blonde the wounded puppy dog look.
"I'm gonna regret this..." Usagi reached with both hands, figuring she wouldn't last one more surprise much less two. The first one was reminded Usagi of a fruit roll-up, but quickly she found out, that it most definitely not a fruit roll-up. Usagi couldn't even think of anything to say.
"Edible panties," Haruka chuckled, "You really went all out didn't you, Minako-chan?"
Numbed, Usagi looked at the last gift in her hand. With wide eyes, she barely choked out the words. "S-cented l-lubricant..."
Minako had the decency to blush as all eyes focused on her. "The guy behind the counter said that it was a popular item."
"MMMIIINNNAAAKKKOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Inside Koneko no Sumi Ie, all heads jerked up startled by the sudden scream. Reacting purely on instinct the four members of Weiss raced out of their shop, shoved a man in an ugly pink shirt aside and stormed into Bunny's Manga and Espresso Too!, ready to attack.
"What you don't like my wedding gift, Usa-chan?" Minako questioned innocently, seeking refuge behind the silent guardian of time.
"Does it look like I'm happy?!!" Usagi exclaimed waving about the lingerie piece in the air.
Omi and Ken blushed as they noticed the undergarment. Aya's expression didn't change one bit, until sticky hands latched around his leg with a loud 'Chibi!. His frown deepened.
"I am." Yohji smirked as he made his way to Usagi. Usagi stiffened as Yohji tugged the garment out of her hands. Holding it by the delicate shoulder straps he allowed the lingerie drape down of Usagi's front.
"Well isn't this a bit naughty for my little honeybunny?" The blood, once again, rushed to Usagi's face, as he leaned in closer. "I have to say that I like it. A lot."
"Oohh!!!" Minako squealed quietly. "He's a cute one! This is better than a romance novel!"
"No, it is not!" Haruka and Rei exclaimed, each unwilling to accept the playboy as their princess' husband.
"How about giving me a little fashion show?" Yohji teased whispering into her ear, reaching for the edible panties and paints. "So we can have fun with these?" He moved even closer, fully intent on stealing a kiss.
"May I ask what you are doing to my fiancee?"
All eyes turned towards the door. Standing in the doorway was the man Weiss had shoved out of the way minutes before. As one the senshis' eyes narrowed in anger and disgust for the man who dared walked in, along with Yohji's.
"What do you think you're doing here?" Makoto demanded, fist raised as she walked directly into his path. Setsuna was directly behind her.
"Chiba-san, I'm sure you're completely aware of the fact that you are not welcome within a fifty mile radius of *our* princess." Setsuna said calmly, as her garnet eyes flashed dangerously.
"In other words get your ass out of Tokyo!" Haruka exclaimed angrily.
"Or we'll do it for you." Michiru finished sweetly, as she kept a restraining hand on Haruka. She would hate to see Usagi's shop ruin by the tar and feathering of Mamoru. After all, one of the store's rules....You break it, tear it, ruin it, you buy it.
Mamoru, said nothing to senshi. Now wasn't the time to deal with them. To get to the senshi, you had to get to their princess. Briefly, he assessed the man that had been flirting with Usagi, Mamoru brushed him off as harmless. Usagi had always like the tall dark and dashing. In other words, him. "Tell me, Usako?" Mamoru began in a gentle voice, not moving. "Do you really want me to leave?"
Yohji looked at the dark haired man, blocked by the brunette who interrupted him from getting his kiss. Right away, Yohji knew he wasn't a threat to him. From the way Usagi, who trembled who bent up anger, unconsciously clutched her fists and the way her friends seemed ready to beat the tar out of him, this man meant nothing to them. At least not anymore. Unfazed and willing to do anything to get on Usagi's good side, Yohji slipped behind Usagi, wrapping his arms around her and laid his head on her small shoulder. "Don't you want him to leave?" Yohji questioned, his voice filled with wicked promise as he took Usagi's hand into his own, letting his fingers trace patterns on the smooth flesh. "We could have so much more fun, after you kick him out, sweetheart. Then you can keep your promise of modeling this sweet little piece...just for me"
Reaching behind him, with one long finger Yohji brought around the lavender lingerie. Usagi's mind was reeling. Part of her want to throw Chiba Mamoru into Tokyo Bay just like she did his precious car. The other part of her wanted to know why he left her the day before the wedding, and why he was back. Being in Yohji's arm wasn't helping her thought process, but sure did feel good and his words were just so tempting......
"A fling, Usagi?" Mamoru questioned tightly. "I would have thought you'd have better taste."
"After you, I do." Usagi shot back, as she tore the undergarment from Yohji's grasp. Trying to ignore the exhilarating little patterns Yohji's fingertips traced up her arm, Usagi looked at Mamoru, "What are you doing here?" The last word ending in a squeak, as Yohji's smooth fingers, continued with their little patterns on the small expand of skin showing above the waistband of her jeans.
Mamoru's jaw tightened, as Yohji smirked lazily. "I'm here to win you back."
"Too late, buddy." Yohji drawled, as he wrapped his arms around Usagi again. Green eyes flashed a warning in Mamoru's direction, as his body language made it clear. Usagi was his and no one else's. "This little bunny is mine and I got the ring to prove it." Yohji lifted Usagi's left hand to his lips, giving Mamoru a clear view of the matching wedding bands.
Before Mamoru could respond, Yohji took ahold of Usagi's chin before catching her lips in a kiss. Instinctively and without second thought, Usagi opened up to Yohji's kiss as her hands slipped around his neck to pull him closer.
Ami looked at the amorous display and then back at Mamoru with a faint smile on her lips. "Chiba-san, I'm guessing that means 'Hands off'."
From the back, a video camera zoomed in to capture the outraged expression on Mamoru's face.
"Red and pink look hideous together on Mamoru-san." Zoisite commented , "Zoom in on Usagi and that guy! We should have it on when Cape boy gets home."
"How long until you think that vein on Mamoru's head explodes?" Jadeite questioned as he zoomed in. "This is such great blackmail material."
"Sooner than those two come up from air." Jadeite refocused on Mamoru who was no a purplish shade of red.
Setsuna looked at the scene before her, and decided that when the time came...
There wouldn't be a dull moment in Crystal Tokyo.
Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz or Sailor Moon.
Chapter Five:
Minako's Wedding Present
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If one was to look at the last two week in the terms of warfare.
The Battle of the Bedroom had yet to be decided. With neither side willing to surrender.
Yohji scowled after a certain redhead, as Usagi stormed away from him. Actually it's more of a waddle, considering the fact that a certain toddler was once again attached to Usagi's right leg. That should be him! Really what was so wrong about suggesting that they conserve water, by showering together? Especially since Usagi stopped calling the locksmith after a week of waking up with him, next to her in bed. Yohji considered that progress.
Ha! Like any lock could possibly keep him from what he wanted.
No...Instead a three year old could.
Yohji head back into the bedroom to change. How could he, Kudou Yohji, a ladies man be beaten by a toddler. Maybe if he sic her on Aya, he could finally have time alone with his 'wife. Chibi Chibi seem to like the brooding redhead, heaven knew why. But would it be worth Aya's death threats?
Yohji looked up as Usagi stepped in, dressed in her bathrobe. She glared at him, before muttering. "I forgot my bra."
Yes, it would. But first he would have to burn all of her bras.
Au natural was a good thing after all.
Especially if he got the best view in house...
************
It was good to back in Tokyo. The soon to be Crystal Tokyo where he would rule.
Chiba Mamoru allowed himself a self satisfied smirk to spread across his lips. Confidently he strolled out of Tokyo Airport. As he made his way through the crowd of people, he noted nothing had really changed since he'd been gone. He was pretty sure that neither had a certain blonde.
Smoothing back his black hair, he grinned at a beautiful redhead who winked at him. When he spotted two blondes each holding a cardboard sign. Mamoru scowled as he read the words.
Lice-infested Baka.
The two former generals Zoisite and Jadeite grinned as they spotted the disgruntled prince of earth. "We really have to thank Minako-san for making the signs."
"When that little blonde figures out that Kunzite is mine, I will." The feminine man replied. "Besides I still think that my idea was better."
"Fashion Disaster with small package and even smaller goods?"
"Yep."
Mamoru glared at his 'loyal' generals. "This is how you greet me?!"
"Yeah..." Zoisite smirked, "because if I didn't have manners I'd greet you like this..."
Mamoru's face turned red as the long haired blonde flipped him off. "...especially after what you did to my face."
Jadeite snickered, thoroughly enjoying the preview before the show. He couldn't wait to get to Usagi's. "We would've written Chiba Mamoru, but that's boring and well putting 'His royal highness: The Prince formally known as Endymion' sounded insane...and well we're beyond that stage in our lives."
"Beside why would we go easy on you?" Zoisite questioned, "You didn't make it easy on us, Cape Boy."
Mamoru glowered at the two men before following them out. For the time being he'll let it slide. Mamoru knew what he come home to. Eight senshi out for his blood, a gun crazed father, four useless generals and Usagi. Though getting Usagi back would be the easiest thing to do by far. He was positive that Tsukino Usagi would forgive without a second thought. Afterall he was her prince charming. Besides who else would want a ditzy, crybaby?
Nothing could ruin Mamoru's plans, now.
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Usagi smiled warmly at the young boy in front of her as her hips swayed in tempo of Sweet Sweet Samba. "Baibai, I hope you come again."
The poor boy blushed as he took his bag of goodies. He had spent all of his allowance, and he didn't really remember what he bought, but the pretty blonde smiling at him was well worth it.
Yohji looked up to scowled at the young middle schooler leave with a love sick look on his face. He waited for this kid to walked into the glass door like the other boys before him. With the bang, an 'OW!' and 'Are you okay?!' Yohji turned back to his task at hand.
"Now, if I give- Hey!" Yohji exclaimed, as he looked up his empty hand.
"Hey!" ChibiChibi echoed, happily waving a giant cherry flavored lollipop. The sticky red residue stained her cheeks, the white collar of her jumper and her little finger tips. As she moved to place the candy back in her mouth, the treat was snatched from her hands. Wide blue eyes looked up into green eyes. "Not a chance, sweetie." Yohji replied, as the child tried to tugged her lollipop free. "Here's the deal. I give you this sucker, you go and play with your uncle Aya, so I can play with your big sister..."
Unfortunately for Yohji, he didn't know children had a one track mind when they wanted something. "MINE!!!"
"YOHJI!" Usagi glared at him. "Leave Chibi Chibi alone..." she groaned, "You ruined her dinner!"
"How about ruining mine?" Yohji leered. "Stealing candy from baby girls now, Kudou?"
Usagi's eyes narrowed at the sight of the pretty red head that stepped into her shop. Dressed in a sassy red suit and mini skirt, she made Usagi feel dowdy in comparison in her jeans and blouse. "May I help you?"
Manx turned to the blonde, a knowing light in her green eyes. "I take it that you're Usagi-san, Yohji's....wife?" The word wife sounded a bit forced.
Yohji hadn't missed that little jealous look from his wife and it pleased him immensely. Slinging his arm about Manx's shoulder, he smirked. "Yep, that's Usagi my little honeybunny. Cute ain't she, but you're still number-OW!!!"
"Honeybunny?!" Usagi sputtered. Manx sighed, as she tightened her grip about Yohji's ear. Turning to Usagi, Manx held out her hand. "I'm Manx, business associate of the guys."
"We could have been mo-OW!!! Let go!"
"I don't know whether to congratulation you, or offer my condolences on your recent union. So I'll tell you that I would like to purchase that Sakuma Ryuuchi plushie."
As Usagi broke Chibi Chibi's candy into smaller pieces, she decided that she liked Manx. "Isn't he cute?! I saved one for myself! Who could resist him?"
"You collect anime plushies, Manx?" Yohji questioned, "Aren't you a little old for plush-OW!!!"
"Nobody is too old for this cutie!" Usagi squealed holding up a fifteen inch dark haired plushie in her hands. "He even comes with Kumagorou!"
"Tell the rest of the guys, I'm here." Manx released her hold on Yohji's ear. "I have a purchase to make."
Yohji scowled as Usagi smiled and chatted easily with the red head. So far today his plan of palming off Chibi Chibi on Aya backfired, Usagi seemed to be gaining admirers from the middle school down the block, and Manx was sure to point out all his bad habits. Someone up there really hated him... As he stepped into the flower shop, Yohji noticed a sandy haired blonde walked into Usagi's shop. Now schoolboys who could barely utter one word in Usagi's presence he could deal with, but that man who just walked in was another story.
"Did you see who that was?!"
"It couldn't be?!"
"Wasn't that the formula one racer who won the European tour?!"
"Oh! He's better looking in real life!"
"Koneko-chan!" echoed out of the shop, as Yohji peered in through the windows and the horde of girls sighed in pleasure at the sound of the 'sexy voice'.
"I want a hug from Tenoh Haruka!" pouted a girl.
Yohji wanted a hug from his wife! And to tear off the limbs of this Tenoh Haruka...
"What's wrong Yohji-kun?" Omi called out as the blonde man walked into the shop with a disgruntle look on his face.
"Mission."
Both Ken and Omi looked after their normally relaxed teammate as he stormed down to the mission room. Ken looked at Aya who looked ready to yelled at his fanclub who were busy stretching the sleeves of his sweater. "Did you interrupt Yohji and Usagi again?"
"Hn."
"How could Aya interrupt them?" Omi questioned absentmindedly, "Yohji hasn't even been able to steal a kiss much less get her into..." Omi blushed as he realized he speaking out load. "Nevermind!"
************
"Haruka, what are you doing here?" Usagi exclaimed as she hugged her friend.
"Rei sent me ahead to make sure that you wouldn't kill her for gettin' you hitched to some pretty boy."
"So you're the decoy?" Usagi giggled, "She's safe as long as she agrees to go with me to that convention."
Haruka looked around, "So where is the pretty boy?"
Usagi tilted her head to the side, "Why?"
"Gotta find out if he's good enough for you, koneko-chan." teased Haruka, "Makoto and Setsuna are waiting to grill him. Ami already did a background check on your 'private eye'. Michiru feels sorry for him..."
"She's the only one," Usagi muttered, as she shelved some new manga. She still hadn't forgotten Yohji's recent attempts to get her into bed.
"Where's everyone?"
"In Minako's car."
"Oh!" Well known for throwing caution to the wind and never thinking twice, Minako's driving skills seemed to be the one exception. Strangely enough Minako followed the driving manual to a T, and drove in Ami's words 'like an old little lady'. "As long as she doesn't get a ticket for driving under the speed limit again."
"You shouldn't be talking Usagi!" Aino Minako's voiced echoed into the shop, "Especially since you didn't invite me to your wedding! Me! The goddess of love! How could you be so cruel?"
Rei smacked the blonde on the head. "I told you already that Odango Atama didn't know she was getting married."
"And who's fault was that Rei-chan?!"
"Yuuchirou." The raven haired priestess replied matter of factly.
The voice of reason, Ami spoke up. "That doesn't matter anymore, it's in the past and we there's nothing we can do at the moment."
"If he's anything like that parasite," Makoto replied pounding her fist into the palm of her hand. "We can beat him to the ground."
"But first!" Minako pulled out a nicely wrapped gift box. "Wedding presents!"
*******
"Kudou." Manx called out as the rest of Weiss left the mission room. Yohji glanced back at the red head.
"What?" Yohji drawled, leaning forward towards Manx. "If you finally want to have a fling with me, Manx. Sorry, I'm taken."
"I'm heartbroken." Manx deadpanned as she ascended the stairs..
Yohji grinned, "I know."
"Kudou." Manx replied in an no nonsense tone. "Should I be expecting your resignation from Weiss?"
"Nani?"
"Kudou, you're married now." Manx stated as she opened the door, "You have a responsibility to Usagi as a husband. How are you to explain to her what you do or why you are hurt if you got injured?" "It's only for a year." Yohji answered, "I don't see any reason to resign."
"We know about the year's agreement." Manx replied, "Our informers enlightened us on the finer details of your engagement. Besides your grandmother had it announced on the evening news a week ago without the details."
"She did what?!!" Manx arched a delicate brow. "Yohji, you much to my surprise, come from an wealthy family even if you disowned yourself. The media would have found out. Better now, so that it die now instead of later."
"Tell me that, when you get stuck in this situation!" Yohji snapped. He hadn't even noticed anything or anyone lurking about. His thoughts were suddenly cut off by a shrill scream.
"MMMIIINNNAAAKKKOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
********
Five minutes earlier
Rei had given her good luck charms, saying that she'll need them from what she had seen that day at the hotel and elegant red and silver kimono.
Ami had with a blush staining her cheeks had given her, a book. The Kama Sutra. That was quickly shoved beneath the counter with the blue haired girl muttering about a certain blonde's help.
Haruka and Michiru given her a weekend gateway at a bed and breakfast, but with a warning not to use it right away or Yohji wouldn't be a pretty boy for long.
Makoto had made her a lavish brunch, knowing Usagi's love affair with food and a cookbook called the Lover's Cookbook.
Hotaru and Setsuna given her, his and hers silver linked chained watches with a platinum face and a beautiful charm bracelet.
After Usagi slipped on the delicate looking watch, Minako bounced forward barely able to contain her excitement. "Now time for the best present of all!" Minako exclaimed, "Open! Open! Open!
"Arigato, Minako-chan!" Usagi giggled as she unwrapped her gift. She reached into the sea of tissue paper and pulled out what at first looked like a scarf but was too small to be otherwise. For a few moments Usagi stared that the material in her hands, holding it upside down she looked up at her friend. "Mina-chan, this is too small for Chibi Chibi."
Minako laughed as she took the gift, righted it, and placed it in Usagi's hands. It looked even smaller rightside up. "Silly! this is for you!"
Usagi looked at the lingerie in her hands, then at her smiling friend and back at the lingerie. The lingerie was a pale lavender color of fine sheer silk that Usagi's opinion it was only slightly bigger than a Kleenex. Unfortunately the kleenex cover more, as tiny delicate eyelets mockingly 'covering' the wearer.
"Your husband is going to love that!" Minako chirped, not noticing Usagi's eye twitching.
"Anyone still alive and breathing will love that little piece of lingerie." Haruka stated with a wink to Usagi and earned a smack on the back of her head from Michiru.
Minako grinned devilishly. "There's more!"
~Oh Kami-sama!~ Usagi reached into the box and pulled out a couple of harmless looking jars with paintbrushes tied to the side. "Paints!" Usagi exclaimed relieved.
"Not just any paints, Usa-chan," Minako turned the jar so that Usagi could read the label.
"...E-edible paints?!!"
"Those are fun..." Michiru commented absentmindedly as her princess turned bright red.
"Usagi-chan, you must breath in and out," Ami instructed.
"Geez, Minako!" Rei exclaimed, "All you're missing is the fuzzy handcuffs!"
"They were out of those."
Hotaru peered into box, "Usagi-chan, there is more. Two more to precise"
"There is?!" Usagi muttered, "This isn't fair..."
"You don't want to see what else I got you, Usa-chan?" Minako sniffled, her eyes giving the other blonde the wounded puppy dog look.
"I'm gonna regret this..." Usagi reached with both hands, figuring she wouldn't last one more surprise much less two. The first one was reminded Usagi of a fruit roll-up, but quickly she found out, that it most definitely not a fruit roll-up. Usagi couldn't even think of anything to say.
"Edible panties," Haruka chuckled, "You really went all out didn't you, Minako-chan?"
Numbed, Usagi looked at the last gift in her hand. With wide eyes, she barely choked out the words. "S-cented l-lubricant..."
Minako had the decency to blush as all eyes focused on her. "The guy behind the counter said that it was a popular item."
"MMMIIINNNAAAKKKOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Inside Koneko no Sumi Ie, all heads jerked up startled by the sudden scream. Reacting purely on instinct the four members of Weiss raced out of their shop, shoved a man in an ugly pink shirt aside and stormed into Bunny's Manga and Espresso Too!, ready to attack.
"What you don't like my wedding gift, Usa-chan?" Minako questioned innocently, seeking refuge behind the silent guardian of time.
"Does it look like I'm happy?!!" Usagi exclaimed waving about the lingerie piece in the air.
Omi and Ken blushed as they noticed the undergarment. Aya's expression didn't change one bit, until sticky hands latched around his leg with a loud 'Chibi!. His frown deepened.
"I am." Yohji smirked as he made his way to Usagi. Usagi stiffened as Yohji tugged the garment out of her hands. Holding it by the delicate shoulder straps he allowed the lingerie drape down of Usagi's front.
"Well isn't this a bit naughty for my little honeybunny?" The blood, once again, rushed to Usagi's face, as he leaned in closer. "I have to say that I like it. A lot."
"Oohh!!!" Minako squealed quietly. "He's a cute one! This is better than a romance novel!"
"No, it is not!" Haruka and Rei exclaimed, each unwilling to accept the playboy as their princess' husband.
"How about giving me a little fashion show?" Yohji teased whispering into her ear, reaching for the edible panties and paints. "So we can have fun with these?" He moved even closer, fully intent on stealing a kiss.
"May I ask what you are doing to my fiancee?"
All eyes turned towards the door. Standing in the doorway was the man Weiss had shoved out of the way minutes before. As one the senshis' eyes narrowed in anger and disgust for the man who dared walked in, along with Yohji's.
"What do you think you're doing here?" Makoto demanded, fist raised as she walked directly into his path. Setsuna was directly behind her.
"Chiba-san, I'm sure you're completely aware of the fact that you are not welcome within a fifty mile radius of *our* princess." Setsuna said calmly, as her garnet eyes flashed dangerously.
"In other words get your ass out of Tokyo!" Haruka exclaimed angrily.
"Or we'll do it for you." Michiru finished sweetly, as she kept a restraining hand on Haruka. She would hate to see Usagi's shop ruin by the tar and feathering of Mamoru. After all, one of the store's rules....You break it, tear it, ruin it, you buy it.
Mamoru, said nothing to senshi. Now wasn't the time to deal with them. To get to the senshi, you had to get to their princess. Briefly, he assessed the man that had been flirting with Usagi, Mamoru brushed him off as harmless. Usagi had always like the tall dark and dashing. In other words, him. "Tell me, Usako?" Mamoru began in a gentle voice, not moving. "Do you really want me to leave?"
Yohji looked at the dark haired man, blocked by the brunette who interrupted him from getting his kiss. Right away, Yohji knew he wasn't a threat to him. From the way Usagi, who trembled who bent up anger, unconsciously clutched her fists and the way her friends seemed ready to beat the tar out of him, this man meant nothing to them. At least not anymore. Unfazed and willing to do anything to get on Usagi's good side, Yohji slipped behind Usagi, wrapping his arms around her and laid his head on her small shoulder. "Don't you want him to leave?" Yohji questioned, his voice filled with wicked promise as he took Usagi's hand into his own, letting his fingers trace patterns on the smooth flesh. "We could have so much more fun, after you kick him out, sweetheart. Then you can keep your promise of modeling this sweet little piece...just for me"
Reaching behind him, with one long finger Yohji brought around the lavender lingerie. Usagi's mind was reeling. Part of her want to throw Chiba Mamoru into Tokyo Bay just like she did his precious car. The other part of her wanted to know why he left her the day before the wedding, and why he was back. Being in Yohji's arm wasn't helping her thought process, but sure did feel good and his words were just so tempting......
"A fling, Usagi?" Mamoru questioned tightly. "I would have thought you'd have better taste."
"After you, I do." Usagi shot back, as she tore the undergarment from Yohji's grasp. Trying to ignore the exhilarating little patterns Yohji's fingertips traced up her arm, Usagi looked at Mamoru, "What are you doing here?" The last word ending in a squeak, as Yohji's smooth fingers, continued with their little patterns on the small expand of skin showing above the waistband of her jeans.
Mamoru's jaw tightened, as Yohji smirked lazily. "I'm here to win you back."
"Too late, buddy." Yohji drawled, as he wrapped his arms around Usagi again. Green eyes flashed a warning in Mamoru's direction, as his body language made it clear. Usagi was his and no one else's. "This little bunny is mine and I got the ring to prove it." Yohji lifted Usagi's left hand to his lips, giving Mamoru a clear view of the matching wedding bands.
Before Mamoru could respond, Yohji took ahold of Usagi's chin before catching her lips in a kiss. Instinctively and without second thought, Usagi opened up to Yohji's kiss as her hands slipped around his neck to pull him closer.
Ami looked at the amorous display and then back at Mamoru with a faint smile on her lips. "Chiba-san, I'm guessing that means 'Hands off'."
From the back, a video camera zoomed in to capture the outraged expression on Mamoru's face.
"Red and pink look hideous together on Mamoru-san." Zoisite commented , "Zoom in on Usagi and that guy! We should have it on when Cape boy gets home."
"How long until you think that vein on Mamoru's head explodes?" Jadeite questioned as he zoomed in. "This is such great blackmail material."
"Sooner than those two come up from air." Jadeite refocused on Mamoru who was no a purplish shade of red.
Setsuna looked at the scene before her, and decided that when the time came...
There wouldn't be a dull moment in Crystal Tokyo.