SPIN THE BOTTLE
By Princess Destiny
[princessdestiny@hotmail.com]



Chapter Twelve



She raced down the hall hastily-as if he might come after her...and she 
wasn't entirely sure he WOULDN'T. As she reached the bathroom door, an 
agonising pain overwhelmed her. She gasped in pain and clutched at her 
stomach, feeling searing agony everywhere. ["Mamoru!"] she screamed 
silently, darkness startling to roll in. As she collapsed towards the 
floor, Pj's dropped unknowingly from limp hands, Usagi vaguely recalled 
Ami saying that she and Mamoru couldn't be separated-or they would 
die...Hands suddenly caught her up strongly and she was pulled into a 
tight hold against a muscular chest. A naked chest! Suddenly, the pain 
was gone and Usagi knew that it was Mamoru holding her. "Ouch?" she 
gasped, sweat beading her forehead. She looked up cautiously, expecting 
Mamoru's anger.
"You forgot?" he said, eyes tender. Mamoru cradled her into his chest 
with one hadn and reached up with another to gently wipe the sweat from 
her fevered brow. ["Silly, Odango. We both forgot"] he shook his head. 
"Don't ask me how, but we both somehow become adjusted with me being in 
your life and forgot WHY" he said, groaning with incredulity and 
annoyance.
Usagi was thrilled to be in his arms, happy not to feel the pain any 
longer-and slightly annoyed with Mamoru's words. It was true, she HAD 
become accustomed to him being in her life-and it had only been one 
night. "Amazing" she said under her breath, slightly sarcastic. 
["Exactly, how did my worst enemy suddenly become my only safe haven, 
in one night?"] Faintly, she felt disgusted at her weak mind and body. 
She was letting Chiba Mamoru get to her too much!
"Are you okay? Mamoru asked, after a moment of staring into her glazed 
eyes. His angel looked vastly annoyed about something and he had a 
feeling that it was over him. He smiled slyly, releasing her warm body 
and stepping back a pace.
Usagi saw his grin and looked at him warily. She KNEW that look in his 
eyes. Mischievous and hungry. "What are you up to, jerk?" she said 
automatically on the defensive. He HAD called her Odango Atama several 
times that evening, after all. If he wanted to play 'normal', then she 
would too!
"Oh, nothing, Odango" Mamoru said casually, leaning around Usagi to 
twist the bathroom knob. The door creaked open and they both stared 
into the darkness.
She was startled when Mamoru passed her and went into the bathroom, 
switching on the light. Her eyes narrowed on his naked back, wondering 
what he was up to now. ["Does he HAVE to walk around like that?' she 
complained mentally, eyes glued helplessly to the skin of his back. 
He stared around with a thoughtful expression-noting the screen around 
the bath/shower, the toilet and then basin. "Hmm-this could be 
interesting" he murmured.
"WHAT could be, mister?" she demanded, barrelling hastily into the 
bathroom behind him and closing the door. It would NOT do good for her 
parents-her dad especially-to see their daughter in the bathroom about 
to get changed and a half-naked superhero.
Mamoru threw her a devilish grin. "Why, the set up in here, of course" 
he gestured around the room grandly. 'NOT that I WANT to invade your 
privacy and destroy your modesty-but we REALLY can't be separated, 
Usagi" he said, half-serious and half-amused by the whole situation. 
The chance at seeing his angel naked was a VERY strong pull. EVEN if 
she was only fourteen. He could look, but not touch-right? ["Suuuure, 
Chiba"] he told himself mentally, viciously sarcastic. ["Like THAT is 
going to hold water, in court! I never touched her, your honor! 
Honest!"] Mamoru snorted out-loud and focused on Usagi's red face. Boy, 
she was STEAMED!
"WHAT?! She almost shrieked at him, eyes wide and incredulously 
horrified. "You CAN'T mean what I think that you mean! There's NO way 
in hell that you're staying in this bathroom while I have a shower 
naked!" she bellowed at him, enraged and embarrassed at the thought. 
Also, a niggling of excitement in the base of her stomach made her even 
more furious. She just couldn't resist him, could she?! ["He's going to 
PAY for this, I swear"] she promised herself, vowing revenge.
"Do you have another solution, Tsukino?" he roared back, exasperated 
and excited. ["This can only lead to a fight-or a round of frantic 
kissing"] he thought, half-eager.
"What's going ON in there?" Kenji shouted from outside the door.
Usagi and Mamoru froze, startled and horrified as mr Tsukino banger 
authoritatively on the door.
"Oh nooooo" Usagi wailed quietly, biting her lip. Her eyes fell on 
Mamoru accusingly. "NOW look what you did, hentai!" she hissed in 
panic.
"Me?" he hissed back, leaning closer and eyeing the door warily. It 
wasn't locked, all said and done. "Are you forgetting the agonising 
PAIN of being separated, Odango?!"
"Usagi? Is that BOY in there with you?!" Kenji yelled, voice shaking 
with rage. He was ready to pound Mamoru to a pulp if his suspicions 
were confirmed. "I'll KILL him!"
"Now dear. I'm sure nothing is going on" Ikuko's voice said calmly. 
"Usagi, dear?"
"I didn't forget-well, sort of" Usagi muttered, thrusting a slender 
foot against the base of the bathroom door to stop her father from 
bursting in.
Mamoru sighed and calmly reached over to lock the door, then took 
Usagi's arm and pulled her away from the door. "This is not good" he 
muttered, looking nervous. He was sure that Kenji's threat was 
completely serious. "Does your dad have a gun, by any chance?" he asked 
the shaking girl at his side, clinging to his arm.
"Er-no" Usagi said hesitantly, frowning heavily in thought. "At least-I 
don't think so" she bit her lip and raised her voice to shout out the 
door. "Dad! Do you have a gun?"
"YES!" Kenji bellowed thunderously.
"No, he doesn't!" Ikuko said firmly. "Is Mamoru in there with you, 
Usagi?" her voice was no-nonsense.
Usagi gulped and looked up at Mamoru, meeting his worried eyes. "Well, 
no gun-but he'll still try to strangle you" she finished mater-of-
factly.
"Great" Mamoru said, swearing softly under his breath.
"What is going on here? Usagi? Mamoru?" Luna said, sounding accusing. 
"WHAT'S GOING ON IN THERE?" she shrieked suddenly, loosing her temper.
"NOTHING!" Mamoru and Usagi shouted simultaneously. Of course, that 
MADE them sound even MORE guilty than circumstances demanded. The two 
immediately glared at each other, accusing the other of being stupid.
"Bloody hell" Mamoru said, eyes narrowing. "I'm Tuxedo Kamen! I've 
faced Youma and Zoisite-I can face your father" he said, straightening 
his shoulders.
She took one look at the determination in Mamoru's eyes and promptly 
dug her feet into the cold tiles of the bathroom, hanging off of his 
arm frantically. "No, no! What are you going to do?" she wailed at him 
loudly, visions filled with bloody carnage. What chance did her broom-
wielding father have against Tuxedo Kamen and his roses?! "Calm down, 
Mamoru!" she screeched as he tried to drag her with him towards the 
door, ignoring her weight entirely. "Stoooooop!" she commanded the 
unmovable mountain, grabbing hastily at his hand as it closed over the 
lock.
"Usagi?!" Kenji shouted suspiciously. "What's going on young lady-I'm 
ringing the police!"
"Noooo!" Usagi wailed through the door in panic. ["What did I do to 
deserve this mess? Mamoru and dad want to beat each other to a pulp!"]
"Don't be silly, Kenji. You can't ring the police over this incident" 
Ikuko said calmly.
"But I'LL go get the Senshi!" Luna growled threateningly. "Unless they 
open this door right now!"
"Right!" Kenji added, backing up the cat to the hilt.
"Fine with me!" Mamoru growled, trying to shake Usagi off again, 
without hurting her. She let go of his hand and arm and turned herself 
to fling her body into his. Mamoru stumbled back, arms full of her form 
and hair.
"Calm doooown! Don't kill each other! I need you both!" Usagi yelled 
into Mamoru's ear, arms clinging in a death-grip about his neck. Her 
legs swung up on either side of his hips to cling to his waist and keep 
him from the door. Really she WASN'T thinking very clearly at that 
moment and so could be excused from her really STUPID move.
Mamoru froze like a statue as his angel plastered herself from waist to 
neck on his body and refused to move an inch. Not that he could have 
inserted a ruler between them anyway... "Umm-Usagi?" he said in a 
strangled tone. "This REALLY isn't a good time to be clinging to me-" 
he groaned into her little ear, repressing his desire valiantly. ["The 
things I DO for this girl!"] he didn't move an inch as the pounding 
began on the door again. Mamoru's eyes frantically sought out the doors 
lock and confirmed that yes, it was locked and a homicidal father 
couldn't burst in and see his innocent daughter in a VASTLY 
compromising position. He could feel her breasts pressed against his 
naked chest through her top-and cursed the fates that she was only 
fourteen.
["Calm DOWN? Is she crazy?"] he thought dazedly, staring into her 
silver hair.
"What?" Usagi said, yanking her face back to look into his eyes, so 
close above hers. She abruptly seemed to realise just what position she 
was in and tired to hastily scramble down from his arms, face as bright 
as a tomato. "Ugh! Mamoru-hentai" she hissed with embarrassment, hands 
to her flaming cheeks. She'd almost reached the floor when hands 
wrapped tightly about her waist and yanked her back up into strong 
arms. She gaped at Mamoru as his head swiftly descended. ["Is he 
crazy?!"] she wailed, then as his lips touched hers-she promptly forgot 
everything and melted into his embrace. "Hmm"
"Mmm" Mamoru muttered back, around her lips, eagerly kissing deeper. 
Banging at the door reminded him and brought them both back to harsh 
reality. He blinked and let go, his angel almost falling onto her butt 
at his feet.
Usagi stumbled, glared up at him and stomped a foot furiously. "Quit 
throwing me about, you jerk! I'm not a teddy bear!" she thrust a finger 
against his bare chest and then hastily drew it back as the urge to run 
her fingers over him filled her.
"You ARE soft and cuddy though" he said seductively, grinning at her 
outraged face. He REALLY couldn't feel sorry for that kiss!
"Oooh! Only you could think of kissed at a time like this! My dad s 
ready to break down the door and you want smoochies?!" she screeched 
under her breath-an amazing feat, considering her lung capacity.
Mamoru obligingly looked impressed, then laughed low in his chest and 
grinned wider. "Yes" he drawled. "And I'll kiss you again and again-"
"Ugh! I'm not listening, you hentai!" she wailed at him, clapping her 
hands over her ears. Truth be told though-if her parents and Luna 
weren't outside the bathroom door, she would gladly have given Mamoru 
more smoochies than he could handle! She flushed and lowered her hands, 
staring at him sullenly. Really, life sucked when you wanted to kiss 
your worst enemy!
Mamoru was too busy trying to breath slowly and calmly to even reply to 
her words. ["Sure, I'm hentai! What does she expect when she throws 
herself into my arms and plasters her whole body against mine?!"] 
Usagi gulped, decided that the firing squad was safer to face than a 
certain hunky guy-and promptly unlocked the door and flung it wide 
open. "Come in!" she yelled brightly, willing her cheeks to fade back 
to their normal color.
Kenji took one look at the half-naked Mamoru and lunged for his throat, 
face mottled with rage. "Young maaaaaan! Diiiiie!"
"No, dad!" Usagi yelled, realising her error in judgement too late.
"Kenji!" Ikuko shouted, lunging after her husband and grabbing the back 
of his shirt.
Mamoru dodged sideway as the older man barrelled into the bathroom, 
gibbering with rage. Kenji passed him so fast that he bounced off of 
the shower/bath screen and back into his wife. Both went sprawling to 
the floor.
"Hentai!" Luna screeched vengefully from the door. She promptly leapt 
at the offender to her charges virtue, claws extended.
To everyone shock and surprise, the black cat was caught mid-air in a 
dazzling display of reflexes-by Usagi. She stared down at her hands in 
equal shock, holding onto Luna firmly. ["I just-reacted. When I thought 
that she was going to hurt Mamoru"] Usagi thought wonderingly. She 
looked from her guardian to the guy who had so disrupted her life. 
"What-happened?" she asked weakly, letting Luna fall to her feet on the 
bathroom tiles.
"You moved so fast" Shingo said admirably from outside the door. 
Everyone looked at him and he stuck out his tongue. "What? You really 
think I could have slept through all that racket? Give me a break!" he 
snorted, winked at Mamoru and went back to his room.
After his door slammed, there was a long silence. Everyone staring at 
each other in perplexity.
"Where is your shirt, Mamoru? You'll catch a cold" Ikuko said slowly, 
getting up from the floor and dragging Kenji with her.
Kenji opened his mouth, then shut up without saying a word. But he 
glared at Mamoru accusingly, all the same.
"In the bedroom" Mamoru said shortly, running a hand through his hair 
distractedly.
"Nothing happened, everyone" Usagi suddenly burst out, annoyed with the 
whole situation. "I separated from Mamoru and he came-they pain was 
horrible" she bit her lip, eyes filling with tears. "We can't even go a 
room from each other without it happening"
"Ah, I see" Luna said, a little shame-facedly from below. "I apologise, 
Mamoru"
"That's fine" he muttered, staring at Usagi with a weird expression. He 
could have sworn that he saw something golden flash on her forehead 
when she caught Luna so fast. Her reflexes had been smooth and trained, 
like the other Senshi sometimes betrayed. But never Sailor Moon. ["I'm 
beginning to suspect that her change was more physical than mental"] 
Mamoru mused inwardly, eyes skimming over her long silver hair. It was 
pooling onto the floor and looked entirely too enticing.
"But still, we can't have you in the same room with Usagi when she has 
to be-naked" Ikuko blushed. She glanced around the room in thought. 
"How about Mamoru-you stand with your back against the bathroom door-
and Usagi jump into the bath" the woman instructed.
Mamoru obligingly went to the door and pressed his back against it as 
Usagi climbed into the bath and stood there looking confused.
"Any pain?" Luna inquired with interest and concern. The nature of 
their bond was still a mystery to everyone.
"Just-sort of twinging" Usagi said, wincing slightly. It wasn't overly 
painful.
"The same here. It's bearable" Mamoru confirmed, eyes coming alight 
with amusement. So he and Usagi would have to stand at doors for each 
other? When they had to change, take baths-go to the toilet. "Good 
lord!" he gasped, remembering something.
"What?" Usagi said in panic, seeing horror in his blue eyes.
"What about School?" he said, trying to sound patient. Inside, he was 
seething with panic and anger. He had tests! Studying-classes. What 
could they do?
"Oh dear" Luna groaned, an understatement.
Uncharacteristically, Usagi took over, voicing her thoughts. "Lets just 
take one thing at a time, okay?" she told them, feeling utterly weary. 
It was as if all the energy had suddenly drained out of her. She looked 
at them all and then Mamoru with tired blue eyes. "First things first. 
I need to change and then get some sleep. We still have Sunday to think 
this over. Everyone go back to bed" she commanded them all, eyes 
distant.
Mamoru nodded, eyes slightly startled and penetrating. "Good plan" he 
nodded, stepping out of the bathroom. The pain increased, but slightly 
and he tensed for a moment.
Usagi winced, then nodded her parents out. The door closed and she was 
left alone. She slowly climbed back out of the bath, locked the door 
and undressed. Her blue eyes were slightly glazed as she looked at her 
reflection in the mirror. The way she had commanded them-where had that 
come from? "What's happening to us?" she whispered, frightened. She and 
Mamoru were changing...