An Innocent's Violence

By Kimra

Epilogue

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Usagi kissed him harder, her lips seeking out whatever he was willing to give. They had gone to his apartment, all of them, but the scouts had all made their excuses rather quickly. Even elated at the strange freedom they had never expected, they all still knew when Usagi wanted to be alone.

She left his lips, kissed his cheek, his ear and then the pulse at his throat. And for the first time in a long time it held no thrall but for the fluttering beat she could feel below her sensitive lips.

"Gods." She whispered against that feel, and his hands pulled her tighter against his body letting her feel every toned muscle there. She rumbled in pleasure, unable to stop the noise from escaping her and even with her face tucked into the crook of his neck, her lips soothing over old wounds she had given him she could tell he was smiling at her.

They had both stumbled around for a bit once alone, trying to find their middle ground and she had eventually given up on the middle ground. Just because she didn't want his blood now, didn't mean she had gotten over wanting him. So she'd jumped him, rather unlady like but she didn't care, she needed a reward after the last three years. And he had responded, just like her, as if he had been waiting for it to happen.

She nipped him lightly and felt him shudder beneath her, a grin came to her lips. "You think I might bite?" She teased and pushed her palms against his chest raising herself to look down into his dark blue eyes.

They had fumbled, felt and explored and ended up on the couch though she didn't know how. She didn't mind either, and from his every reaction to her he didn't either. From there on it had been kisses and touches and testing the limits like they hadn't the last time they had been in this position.

"I'm sure you've done worse before." He teased back, a playful look in his eyes but her adore calmed at the words none the less.

"I'm sorry." She told him earnestly and saw the regret flash in his eyes. It wasn't regret at her words, but at the serious tome she had suddenly adopted, he knew he had brought the reality back to the moment without even trying. "I am." She pushed the words, trying to make him understand.

"I know." He soothed, his hands brushing carefully, soothingly, against her back. She pulled away further, pushing out of the grip he tripped to maintain on her waist and left his lap pacing away from the lounge where they had been.

Behind her he sat up, watching her fidgeted movements with intense concentration.

"The things I did." She whispered and her arms came up without invitation, wrapping around her now cold arms. She was still in their dress, white once but drowned in blood now and her bare arms felt cold against the chill of memory.

He was coming closer to her, she didn't want it but couldn't fight it, waiting out the fate that awaited her. His hands closed around her own, then slid around her body pulling it back against his.

"To survive." He fortified.

She shook her head. "Selfish survival." She bit out.

"No." He countered voice hard and without warning he had spun her around and was staring down into her eyes his own full of intense agony she didn't want to see. "You have never been selfish Usagi."

"And Serenity?" She countered, knowing like she should exactly how selfish her past had been.

"Not her either." He replied tightly. "She was the most selfless creature I had ever met."

"Mamoru." Usagi replied, knowing he was hardly in the room his eyes glazed as reawaken memories worked into his mind. "She- I caused the destruction of a universe for love."

He met her eyes, saw pain, but not the pain of a forgotten princess. He was seeing the pain of a girl who had been through an unexplainable ordeal, a girl who should never have seen the darker side of the world.

"You followed your nature, then as now Usagi. As Serenity you loved, fate chose to make that love the catalyst of destruction, but it was not your choices in that life that ruined anything. And as Usagi? As a young girl cursed by a monster? You killed to survive, you did what the nature of the vampire in you required. Nobody can be faulted for living."

She curled herself against him, hiding her tears but he could feel them his heart as they slid past her defences and her shaking body latched to his own gave it all away. "At the time it meant nothing," she whispered into her sanctuary "all those people, just another meal, just another extension on my own life. I've put more thought into milkshakes. But now I think about it-"

"Now your not overwhelmed by a cursed demon?"

"I don't know what I'm doing Mamoru! I don't even know why I'm telling you!" She stepped back and stared into his eyes demanding answers from him.

He took a breath, knowing this had to be fixed or nothing would ever work again in his or her life. "Did you ever kill for fun?"

"It was fun, killing, sometimes." She seemed so small as she looked at the ground, her brows furrowed as she tried to remember over the years.

He kept pushing. "That was the nature of the beast Usagi. Did you ever kill for anger?"

Her eyes came to him, then slid down his bare shoulders to the healed wound on his shoulder, the one she had given him that first time. He didn't flinch as she reached up and touched the area, complete trust held him still and she when she met his eyes he saw the regret had returned.

"I tried to kill you." She whispered.

"Really?" He was a little amused by this but unwilling to show her, with all the memories of past lives intact he found it difficult to believe that even overwhelmed by darkness she would ever take his life.

"The only reason I stopped was because you stopped me!" There where tears in her eyes, shocked and appalled and so many other things.

"Do you want to kill me now?" He pushed not letting her dwell.

"What?" she backed shocked by the question "No!" She cried it, a look of horrified betrayal in her eyes and he caught her before she could escape.

"Didn't think so." He murmured against her head as he kept her tight in his grip. She tried to struggle out but here, now, he was strong enough to hold her and she wasn't fighting with all her strength. "I don't think you would have killed me. Although then I admit I was a little scared out of my mind."

"How can you be so sure?"

"I believe in you Usagi, it might have taken you to the last moment but I think you would have stopped yourself."

"That's stupid Mamoru." She snapped, her frown in place but she wasn't fighting any more only her tone implied rebellion.

"I always wanted to hate you, when we first met especially, but I never could, not completely. It's just not in my nature. Just like it's not in yours to kill without reason." He pushed her back a little so he could see her eyes, wondering if he was making any sense to her.

"None of this makes sense." She whispered, eyes so earnest he found his own answer right there.

"When you where Serenity, if a vampire was brought before you would you have punished it for living the only way it could?" He stroked her check lightly watching her think the answer over but knowing all the time what it would be.

"I would have tried to help it. A creature can no be punished for surviving the only way it can."

He prepared for her next reaction as "Do you set yourself so high above your people, even your friends that a different set of standards should apply to you then to them?"

"No!" she gasped looking offended and he grinned at her.

"So what's the problem?" He asked as plainly as he could and then waited, waited as she sorted the logic out in her own head, put the pieces together and tried to look at it from an impartial view. Admittedly he was prejudice, remembering a lifetime of loving the girl in his arms and every emotion she had pulled out of him in this lifetime had a habit of doing that though.

"Your never going to let me feel bad about myself are you?" She demanded anger in her voice but he could see the spark in her eyes again. Relief swamped him and without thinking he was kissing her again. She responded, letting her hands take hold of him once more, the passion of before once more in her movements, the demand to be together swamping them but Mamoru kept it as short as his body would let him, untangling himself from her with a cheeky smile and watching her pout as if she didn't know there was still talking that needed to happen.

"Never." He replied, hoping he could do that, spend all his time making her feel like the goddess she was.

"I know it's stupid," she began, looking embarrassed "but I love you."

"That's stupid?" He asked with incredulity thick in his voice.

"That's not what I mean!" She snapped and he looked contrite but also understanding. "We've been fighting, and fighting and now suddenly I'm telling you I love you? That's what must sound stupid. Not that I love you! Who could help themselves?" The flattery was delivered with her own wicked smile which he appreciated?

"It's not just these memories." She whispered, desperation in her tone and a tap to her head which he understood all too well. Since the moment he had known, realised and amalgamated all he knew about her a new life had opened to him, a new group of memories. A life lived thousands of years before when he had called her Serenity, but that wasn't what had him kissing her back with all his passion. Usagi had always done that too him, brought out the emotion in him, and life and death situations had a way of pointing out the truth even if it had been buried before. He waited though, let her talk. "Mamoru, if it had been the other way around- if you'd been a vampire and I a human I still would have wanted to kiss you. When it happened, when it came to it nothing would have stood between that moment, no loyalties, no life, no lies nothing. Because in my heart deep down inside that's what I'd always wanted to do." She was blushing despite the strength of her speech.

"Usagi." He interrupted her and released her to rub a hand across his face trying to think of how to reply to this. Oh he knew, he understood but finding the right words had never been his greatest gift. "I know." He tired to explain, his eyes holding her own trying to convey the sincerity of his words. "Listen to me Usagi. I've been fighting with you so long it's hard to think I'd understand but I do. And it's not just these memories, I get that, it's not just the moment having drawn us in. If it had been any other way I still would have fallen straight into your trap."

Wrong words, she looked horrified. "I didn't mean to trap you." She whispered tears in her eyes and he tilted her head up a bemused smile on his lips.

"It's a figure of speech." He replied and then tested the waters a quick kiss on her nose, another on her lips, one below her chin and then up to her forehead, he really was enjoy this. "But I get it. I do. Because I love you as well, and it's nothing but you that made that happen."

"Are we going too fast?" She tested and he saw real fear in her eyes.

"You want to slow down? You're the one who jumped me ten minutes ago!" He was trying to make it light, she didn't go with the flow.

"I didn't mean that-" She blushed a bit. "I mean, how do we know we love each other, how do we know it's not a lie?"

"I can't answer that one for you sweet, that ones all yours. But for me? There isn't really another answer. And trust me, if I'd been the vampire I don't think any of this would have taken as long as it took you."

"I had friends holding me back." She blushed harder and he grinned at that.

"Besides, this was more fun, less clichéd." He mumbled thoughtfully his hands on her waist again his eyes darkening with distracting thoughts.

"What?" She met his eyes in surprise and he was all grins.

"Oh come on. Sexy male vampire meets hot innocent little girl? Half your manga collection's probably got that story line." He was tracing patterns on her back, wishing he could touch skin but contenting himself for the time being. "I like this one better." He thought about the times she'd kissed him, the times she'd initiated contact between them when he would have been to scared to ever try something like that. He did love her, he knew it, had probably known it without admitting it for a long time, so he would never have risked it.

"I burnt all the manga with vampires I owned. I just couldn't look at them." She blew out a breath of disgust. "Ami tried to research them, but they where crap, all about cross's and stuff."

"You burnt manga? Dear lords." Mamoru did a little dramatic motion pretending to faint.

"Baka, now I know I don't love you." She muttered and his grin returned his eyes capturing hers.

"Don't say that I might have to make you change your mind." He was watching her carefully a challenge in his eyes and she threw all caution to the wind because in her heart, somehow, despite it all, she knew this was right, he was right.

"I'd like to see you try." She challenged right back and she didn't think she'd ever seen him so happy.

"Think you can scare me?" He pulled her hard against his body, eyes locked on hers. "I had you try and kill me, then you threw up blood all through my bathroom, tried to have your way with me and pulled me into some cursed vampire rituals I knew nothing about. Your not about to scare me now."

"Sorry?" she peeped, but she had a smile on the corner of her lips and when he kissed her all pretence's flew out the window.

She wound her arms around his neck, kept the tension between their bodies and pushed the kiss harder. His hands slid up her back and into her hair. She kept kissing, enjoying the feeling, knowing she loved him despite all concerns, and that everything would be okay because he wouldn't let it be any other way.

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That's it people! The end. Hope your all happy with it, hope it wasn't a disapointment and hope anyone who liked the beginning liked it all the way through. Oh a quick note, I was not trying to insult any "Mamoru is a vampire and fall's for Usagi stories". Love them all to pieces it's just a major reason I wrote this story is because I love role reversal. Yeah lame but go figure I am lame! Yeah for us lamoids! (You know it's you, your reading Sailor Moon fan fiction afterall hee hee… kidding).

Wow I'm aiming to insult everyone today it seems (nah, if that where the case I'd write another one of those letters that ffn got really pissy at me for. Wankers. cough oh yeah, sorry the authors note. I feel having spent how ever long writing this story I'm entitled to a rant, no one will read it (yeah for no one) but I'm writing it anyway. If you feel having spent so long reading you should be free to write me a rant go for it, I'll read it and if I get my assignments done I'll even reply but anyone who knows me knows I'm horrible at replying (sorry guys I love you all I just get blocks).

Anyway, along with writing a role reversal story I also wanted to try and combine the mythology of the vampire (skewed as I saw fit) with that of Sailor Moon. I love the Sailor Moon mythology and never like to neglect it. I think it's fun to take these sort of ideas and mesh them, no matter how badly I do it.

Did I leave anything unexplained in this story? I'm going to be blunt, it probably made no sense, the whole 'oh we've been scouts all along' thing probably just stuffed what ever anyone liked about it. I mean it was always there but I keep trying to be subtle and it ends up not being there at all.

Hmm… no more downers for me I think. Right right. The point. I'm glad you all read it, I loved writing it (at times) and I'm sorry to all those patient people who I kept lying to about when I'd update. Been so busy, I liked it better when I was working 9-5, somehow that was easier to write then, but Uni just stuffs with my timetable.

As for my other works? I'm struggling to finish everything I've posted (I guess that's the problem with being a review junky you just keep posting even when your in the middle of a thousand things). You'll be glad to know I haven't posted every half done story I've put together (there are lots of them) and I intend to finish the stories currently going before moving on.

Mostly, though sadly, Sailor Moons on the back bench. Trying to fix up my own original work for publication is a bugger (no no-one wants to publish it I'm just doing it on my own) and uni is a killer even though my social life is equal to that of well… none. Hmm I'm whining. Sorry all, I'm in the talk mood and no one's sent me any e-mails recently.

Okay, here's the end of it.