Lemon fan fiction.
        It can be an authors best friend, if done right, or their worst
enemy, in the case of a well known Hemphrodite.
        However, the fact that I wanted to, someday, try my hand at one (no
pun intended) has always unnerved me.  Did it make me a pervert or
just someone who wanted to expand his writers pallet?  I find myself
able to rest easier if I stick with choice number 2.
        So, without any more rambling from me, here we go....
        Send all replies to: MXJK67C@Prodigy.com
        C&C Appreciated, MSTs Adored, Flames printed out and stomped on.
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                                SAILOR MOON:
                                   FAULT
(The characters in this fanfic belong to the great Naoko Takeuchi-
sama.  I haven't been given the right to write this and, if she ever
does read it, I hope she doesn't mind. ^_^;  This is also a Lemon
fanfiction, so if you are under 18 [or have the mind set of someone
under 18] then don't go any farther.)

        It was a quiet night in Makoto Kino's apartment.  The five girls had
FINALLY fallen asleep after many hours of talking, eating, watching
TV and movies and studying for upcoming entrance exams.  The last
having been done, reluctantly, at Ami's request.
        However, one of them was not sleeping so peacefully.
        Usagi Tsukino thrashed and moaned in her sleeping bag.
Occasionally,
 the word, "No," would escape her lips.  She was sweating up a storm
and her pillow was soon soaked with her own perspiration.  Finally,
she bolted straight up, snapped open her eyes and screamed.
        Her blue eyes darted around nervously, scanning for any sign that
her shout had awakened her friends and yet, she found no relief in
the fact that it hadn't.  "Gotta get out of here," she muttered to
herself, "Can't stay.  My fault.  All my fault."
        She stood, still dressed in her pink pajamas, got on her coat,
finding it difficult to button it as her hands continued to tremble.
Without a word, she slipped out the door and into the night.

        Elsewhere...

        Mamoru woke up.  That familiar sense of something grabbing his heart
and smashing it against the wall, filled him once more.  "Usako!" he
thought as he raced out of bed and threw on some jeans and a t-shirt.

        He ran downstairs, not caring if his loud footfalls awoke some of
his neighbors and got on board his motorcycle.  Not even bothering to
put on his helmet, he gunned the engine and raced off into the night.

        In a park...

        Usagi sat on a bench, looking at the clear water of the lake as she
still trembled from her nightmare.
        THE Nightmare, she corrected herself.  It had been the same one that
had been haunting her for so long.  She could go weeks, even months,
without it and then it would explode across her sub conscious like a
psychic time bomb.  Every time, The Nightmare was as strong and as
horrifying as it had been the first time she had experienced it.
        Her whole body trembled as she hyperventalated and she curled her
knees to her chin and rocked back and forth as sobs forced their way
free from her throat and an endless stream of tears traveled down her
face.
        From somewhere behind her, she heard a voice call out, "Usako?
Usako?"
        "Mamo-chan!" her mind registered as a warm, smooth hand rested on
her shoulder.
        "Usako," Mamoru whispered as she looked up at him and showed him her
fear stricken face.
        Usagi threw herself into his arms and began weeping even heavier
then before as she said, "Oh Mamo-chan!  Why are you in love with me?
 Why are the others still my friends?  It's my fault you all died!  I
don't deserve any of you!"
        "Usako," Mamoru replied, deeply surprised by what she had just said,
"What are you talking about?"
        Usagi looked up at him as the two of them, once again, sat down on
the bench.  "I," she said as she tried to clear away some of her
tears, which were quickly replaced by more, "have been having this
dream for a long time now.  It's about the last fight with the Dark
Kingdom at D-Point."
        Mamoru hugged her tightly as he said, "No wonder you're upset.  That
was pretty bad for all of us.
        "But," he added, "it turned out all right in the end didn't it?  The
Ginzuishou brought us all back."
        "You don't understand," her tears increased again and her voice
became heavy with emotion, "I didn't deserve to be brought back.  I
should have stayed dead."
        "WHAT?!" Mamoru exclaimed, "That's nonsense!"
        "No," Usagi moaned, "It's not.  You'd have been better off without a
girl who kills the ones she cares for."
        "Usako..."
        "Because I fell for the same trick twice, Mako-chan died."
        "Usako..."
        "Because I let myself be lied to, even though I knew it was a lie,
Ami-chan died."
        "Usako..."
        "Because I stopped to grieve, Minako-chan died."
        "Usako..."
        "Because I didn't force her to go back, Rei-chan died."
        "Usako..."
        "Because I didn't push you out of the way... you died.
        "Don't you see," she continued, "You all would have been better off
if I'd never existed and..."
        Mamoru silenced her with a kiss.  Even through her reluctance, Usagi
could feel the great love this man had for her, which she didn't
deserve and it brought on another round of crying as the parted.
Mamoru held her close, stroking her hair as she cried into his chest.

        "Usako," he finally said, "If you could have, would you have traded
places with your friends, or with me, when we died?"
        Usagi was unable to answer verbally and so, she nodded her head
softly.  "Then it isn't your fault," Mamoru continued, "We all care
for you greatly and we gave our lives to insure that you would live.
It was not your fault that you're so loving and have the ability to
make people return that love so much that they would gladly die to
see you go on."
        "Mamo-chan..."
        "It's not your fault that any of us would gladly do it again if the
need arose."
        "Mamo-chan..."
        "It's not your fault!"
        "Mamo-chan..." was all Usagi could think of to say as they drew
close to each other and kissed again.
        Mamoru could feel the guilt, sadness and fear drain out of her as
they continued their embrace.  Slowly, ever so slowly, it was being
replaced by... by....
        Uh oh.
        Mamoru broke off the kiss and looked deep into Usagi's eyes.  He was
about to speak, but Usagi placed her right finger tips over his lips
and whispered softly, "Please..."
        He nodded once and cradled her in his arms.  He carried her to his
motorcycle and put her on it before he himself got on and they drove
away.

        Later...

        The ride to his apartment had only been a thing of minutes, but it
had felt like an eternity to the both of them.  Mamoru opened the
door with his key and closed it behind the both of them.  They didn't
even bother turning on the lights as they drew close and kissed each
other lovingly.
        Mamoru once again gathered the young woman he loved into his arms
but this time, he carried her to the bedroom, depositing her on the bed.
Usagi felt her heart leap into her throat as she took off her jacket and
absently threw it on the floor.  Mamoru quickly removed his t-shirt
and pants and moved in to kiss her again as she started to unbutton
the top of her pajamas.
        Usagi giggled in surprise as she tried to fend off his hands from
the buttons of the pajamas.  He'd undressed himself, so she was going
to do it on her own too.  Eventually, the last button was unfastened
and she removed the shirt, reveling the plain cotton bra underneath.
        Since he didn't get to help with the shirt, Mamoru figured he might
as well help with what was under it, yet he started growling in
frustration as the two lovers continued the kiss as his hands fumbled
with the latch.  "How do you get this thing off?" he muttered at the
space their lips met.
        "I've got it Mamo-chan," she said, "you see, you've got to get it in
the right place and..."
        With an almost inaudible click, the strap opened and Usagi's bra
fell to the floor.  Suddenly, she turned her head away and crossed
her arms over her chest.  "Usako?" Mamoru asked.
        "I'm sorry Mamo-chan... it's just... I'm... afraid you'll," Usagi's
face turned deep red.
        Mamoru kissed her again and said, "You have nothing to be afraid of.
  You're beautiful."
        Usagi's eyes watered at those words and her arms fell away from her
chest as she whispered, "Mamo-chan..."
        The two kissed once more, their tounges wrestling softly as Mamoru
moved his left hand lower and rubbed the nipple of her right breast.
Usagi moaned into Mamoru's mouth as the sensation hit her and she
pulled on his shoulders until he lowered himself on top of her and
the two were lying on the bed instead of sitting on the edge.
        He rubbed Usagi's breasts some more, noticing that, while they
weren't gigantic, they weren't bee stings either.  This brought more
moans of pleasure from her and then he broke off the kiss as he
started to move down, kissing her throat several times as he made his
way down.  He kissed the area between her breasts and began moving
towards the left peak, leaving a trail of feather light kisses in his
wake.
        finally, after what seemed like an eternity to Usagi, he reached the
nipple and softly, ever so gently, began to suck on it.  She let out
a cry of joy as he did so and ran her hands through his hair as his
left hand sought out her other mound and began to slowly massage it.
        His finger tips danced around and over the nipple, occasionally
squeezing it as his tounge circled and lapped at the other.  The two
radically different feelings made Usagi start to pant and as much as
she was enjoying it, she felt it was time to do something for him.
        She whispered his name and gently grabbed the sides of his head.
Mamoru got the message and slowly went back up so that Usagi could
flip them around and put herself on top.
        She kissed the top of his forehead, she kissed him between the eyes,
she kissed his nose, she kissed him on the lips, the two tounge
wrestling again for a brief moment before she moved on.  She kissed
his throat, his collar bone, his chest, she even lightly ran her
tounge across his nipples once, enjoying the feel of him shuddering
beneath her and moaning her name as she did so.  She moved on to
kissing his flat stomach and stopped as she reached his boxers.
        This was it, the moment of truth.  Her hands shook, but she managed
to keep control long enough to pull his boxer shorts away and let his
erect manhood be exposed to the moon light which was pouring in
through the window.  Her heart was beating fast enough to explode as
she slowly ran her right hand up and down the length of his shaft,
earning her a sudden intake of breath from him as her hand brushed
the crown.
        She touched it several more times, earning several more moans and
she lightly pumped it once, making Mamoru stiffen in response to the
stimuli.
        Usagi studied it one last time.  She wondered if she should....
        She moved her head closer to it but stopped.  She tried moving
towards it again, yet stopped once more.  Finally, she looked up at
the waiting Mamoru and choked out, tears gathering in her eyes once
more, "I'm sorry Mamo-chan... I can't... I don't want to..."
        Mamoru smiled in understanding and brushed a strand of hair out of
her eyes as he sat up and replied, "It's okay Usako.  I understand."
        He reached for the buns on her hair and once again growled in
frustration as he tried to find a way to undo them.  Usagi grinned
slightly and said, "There's a trick for them too.  Watch."
        Usagi reached up and after half a twist to the right, pulling out a
pin here and a pin there, the buns unraveled and her long, long hair
spilled down.  Without the buns, her hair length tripled and it
covered most of the bed as it made it's way down to the floor.
        Mamoru felt his heart skip a beat as he looked at this beautiful...
goddess was the only word he could think of, that sat before him.
Together, they reached down and removed Usagis pajama pants and
Mamoru quickly removed the pink cotton panties which were underneath.
 Now, both of them totally naked, they collided against each other
and ran their hands over each others bodies as they kissed again.
        They fell back down on the bed, Mamoru on top of Usagi and then,
Mamoru pulled back slightly as he reached for the drawer on the
nightstand table and pulled out a condom package.  At Usagi's
confused look, he said, "I wanted to be ready when this day came.  I
want to be able to protect you, especially in moments like these."
        Usagi nodded once as Mamoru quickly opened the package and put on
the plastic sheath.  He moved downward again and whispered, "This is
going to hurt a little..."
        "I know," Usagi replied as she looked at him in the eye, letting all
the love and tenderness she had for him gather there, "I'm ready."
        Mamoru squeezed her hips gently as he slowly pushed himself in,
letting out little sighs of happiness as his member sank inward.
Then, he reached a barrier and, giving her a quick kiss on the nose
to boost her courage, he backed off and broke the barrier in a single
lunge.
        Usagi wanted to scream in agony but she ground her teeth together,
squeezed her eyes shut and held back the cry.  After making sure that
she was alright, Mamoru began to slowly move back and forth, Usagi
moving her hips with him and making the springs of the bed squeak in
response to their thrusts.
        They continued on, their feeling for each other intensifying as they
drew closer and closer to climax.  This was where they belonged, in
each others arms, in each others thoughts and in each others souls.
        These were the thoughts that carried them over the edge and they
screamed each others names to the moon light as they climaxed as one.

        When he was done, Mamoru felt all of his strength leave him, yet he
made sure that he landed next to Usagi instead of on top of her.
        For a long time, neither of them moved, not wanted to break the
intimate connection that transcended life and death and went all the
way to their souls.
        Mamoru kissed her on the forehead and asked, "Feel better?"
        Usagi smiled weakly and nodded but she said, "Still a little
guilty."
        Mamoru pulled his length out of her and disposed of the condom, then
rejoined her in the bed before saying, "I love you."
        "Love you too."
        "Shouldn't we call the others and let them know you're here?"
        "Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..."
        Mamoru smiled as he looked down at his true love, who was softly
dozing against his chest, a large smile on her face.  He wrapped his
arms around her and soon joined her in the realm of dreams.
        And this time, they were peaceful ones.

THE END

More Author Notes:
PHEW!  Done.  You know... that wasn't as tough as I thought it would
be.

A big bunch o' thanks go out to:

Eternal Lost Lurker and God-Boy: For being my buds.
Tekka Knight Warhammer: Where ever you are, I hope you're happy.
Sailor Mac: For influencing me to finally write one of these things.
^_^
&
To all of you who MST the real crud balls that some Lemons become.
Here's hoping mine doesn't join those ranks.

The Flashman
(Proud member of The Church Of Tsukino Usagi)
www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Dojo/3105
May The Spirit Preserve You!