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fluffybunny21 asked: Motoki locks Usagi and Mamoru in a closet for a day

A/N: Enjoy this one, and I expect you’d know the ending. =P

“Do you think the monsters exist?”

“There’re no such things as monsters, meatball brain. Maybe if you studied a little harder you would know they aren’t real.”

Scuffling could be heard in the closet. Mamoru could feel the strands of her long hair brushing against his fingers as she shuffled about, trying to feel for a more comfortable space. The couple had long given up shouting, which honestly, almost made him deaf from her screams and wails. Maybe the kid was afraid of the dark, he mused. He didn’t mind; he grew up in the dark. Most of his years were spent alone, and even in his own flat, he didn’t even really need to switch the lights most of the time.

“Aren’t you afraid?”

“Afraid of what?”

“You know, the dark, monsters….lightning..”

Mamoru swore he could literally picture her shaking her head. A slight chuckle escaped his lips as he remembered a line he saw on the internet.

“You know what they say, when you grow up, the monsters from your closet move into your mind.”

“EEP!”

She was shaking now, he was sure. But there were no wails, no screams, no heated retorts. Was something wrong? Mamoru reached his hand out, touching her shoulder.

“Odango?” He could feel her really shaking now.

“Oi, Odango!” Uh-oh, I think I just made her cry.”Get it together!” Mamoru tugged at her ponytails. “Hey, don’t be afraid.”

“Why?” Her voice came out like a whine, and it was obvious she was trying not to let it show that she had been crying.

“Because your monster must have been really kind and good. That’s why you’re the way you are now”

“You really think so?”

“….Yea. Because you’re too carefree and happy all the time.”

“Thank you.”

A grunt was the only response. Usagi sniffled a bit and pulled at his jacket and leaned against his warm body. Somehow being near him gave her the comfort she was looking for. His scent seemed to calm her down right now and she was a little tired from crying and screaming earlier. Supressing a yawn, she closed her eyes and drifted off into sleep.

Sensing Usagi’s body had relaxed, Mamoru too, relaxed. All of the earlier shouting had worn him out as well. Subconsciously, he put his arm over the sleeping female and leaned against her for support as sleep overtook him.

*ShhhhhH!

*You’d wake them!

*Not now!

Mamoru’s eyes widened in shock as the flash of a camera blinded him.

It’s TMI Tuesday. You could literally be asking me anything. And you’re just staring at your dash.

Ohhhh I’m just really good at procrastinating my job.

-or rather, the computer is undergoing a massive scan and I’m kinda left with the iPad.

I wonder if it’s because I was trying to upload #53 onto the net with my office com? *shudders*

Come on, hit me.

(Source: b4wlz0utn1kk1, via littleroyaithings)

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adoore1 asked: A jealous Mamoru he needs to know that someone else was trying to take Usagi away. I love all of your stories they are so much fun to read. I love the fact that in stories Usagi and Mamoru have a son as well.

A/N: Wow. Poor  Mamoru eh? I think I previously wrote 2 more about jealous Mamorus, but you’ve got to dig through my previous posts. Please take this as a time where Minako is still in denial over her feelings for Kunzite. HAH and notice the italics and Bold! I got the com till I go sleep because hubby’s not at home.

“Hey wasn’t that Mr Chiba’s girlfriend?”

“Really? But that guy beside her is so hot! Where have I seen him before…”

The chattering of the girls next to his table only managed to boil his blood further as he kept his head low, trying to listen in on the conversation of the table behind him. Mamoru tried to reason with himself, but nothing was going to work if the girls kept going on and on about the “hot bishie” that his girlfriend was currently holding hands with.

Wait, What?

Did he just hear holding hands?

His heart sunk.

And his anger flared. No one. Absolutely no one had the right to take her away from him. She was his and no one else should even be in her eyes! The sunglasses disguised the murderous glint in his eyes and a sinister deep smile crossed his face. Plotting the “hot bishie” death, he waited till they were out of the café before he left himself.

With a few calls and help from Kunzite, he had found out the name, address and even the blood type of the guy who was with his love this afternoon. Kunzite had offered to help but Mamoru had refused, saying it was personal. Well, at the very most, it wouldn’t be too bad of a brawl.

Nothing he couldn’t handle.

The keys to his apartment turned in the lock and the door opened, revealing a flustered Usagi, her cheeks blushing. Did the guy do something to her? Angry thoughts ran through his head.

And then she smiled at him, her eyes clear that he was the only one she was seeing.

He felt guilty. He had plotted to kill the guy and yet here, she was, one smile, and all thoughts of murder left his head.

“Mamo-chan! I found the perfect guy for Mina-chan!”

“Huh? Wait that hot bishie was for Minako?” Realizing he had let the cat out of the bag, Mamoru clamped his hand over his mouth.

Shock crossed her face as she understood the meaning behind his words. “You mean, you spied on me?” Her voice was barely a whisper. “You don’t trust me?”

“No!” His voice sounded strangled. “It’s not that!” Mamoru watched as she gathered her things up from the couch, ready to leave the house. Regret washed over him and he caught hold of her arm before she could open the apartment’s door.

“Please.” Usagi eyed him angrily but she let him speak. ”I’m sorry I got jealous.” He pulled her closer to himself, kneeling down in front of her. ”I was about to kill him.”

Usagi’s heart relented. He didn’t get jealous very often, and this was one of the rare times he had admitted he was jealous out right. She kneeled down to face him and cradled his head into her chest. “Why did you get jealous? You always know I only love you, no matter what.”

“Because he held your hand? And that the girls beside my table kept saying that the guy looked hot?”

“He held my hand because I wanted to know how he would introduce himself to Mina-chan when he first meets her. Well, he was really dreamy looking, that was for sure.”

The pained expression on Mamoru’s face made her smile. Her hands caressed his cheeks, holding them firmly as she planted a kiss on his forehead.

“But my boyfriend is the dreamiest one of them all.”

Anonymous asked: I hope you feel better soon. Here's something non-smutty for you. Chibi Usa meets her new little brother or sister in the hospital for the first time.

A/n: don’t worry I’m fine. Just my period acting up. edit to include tags and italics etc.

Would they grow up to be like herself and Shingo? she mused, cradling the baby blue bundle against her chest. The tiny hands waved in front of her, trying to grab the finger waving in front of him.

“Mama!”

Mamoru struggled to hold Chibi usa as she kicked against him, wanting her mother instead. A sigh of relief left his lips as he neared the bed, letting her crawl on the bed beside Usagi instead. She was only nearing four but damn, she was strong.

Usagi pressed her finger to Chibi usa’s lips before she could start to talk. gently, she held the baby while rearranging the pillows around Chibi usa. Then, she handed the little baby bundle to her.

Mamoru wrapped his arms around his wife and kissed her forehead, a deep sense of happiness filling him from within. A jab in the stomach made him look away from the lovely picture and Usagi pointed at the phone in his pocket, mouthing the words ‘take a picture!’

The phone’s camera shutter went off, capturing the scene in front of them, before the chaos started.

“Mama, why is he pink? Is he going to be like this all the time? Is he going to have hair?” Chibi usa’s questions left both parents rubbing the temples of their heads. “Mama, what’s this?” The parents expressions turned strange as she pointed at the newborn’s parts.

“I’ll be back later, okay?” Mamoru started to tug on his daughter’s hands.

Usagi nodded as she took the bundle back from her daughter and kissed her husband one more time. All the while, Chibi usa’s chattering never stopped until she saw her parents kiss.

“Mama mama! Me too!”

#50-53 Fluff and spice

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Enjoy!~

Anonymous asked: Usagi drags Mamoru dress shopping, and as his reward, she lets him pick out some lingerie for her to wear that night.

A/N: I kinda wanted to focus on the lingerie part because it wouldn’t be fun to write about his fustrations too much. hope you dont mind. I hope you guys can see the difference without italics and such…

“Mamo-chan!”

That dreaded question was coming again. Without turning around, he eased the tension in his head with his fingers. They had been dress shopping since the afternoon and the amount of “Yes they don’t look fat on you.” “No, the colour is off your skin tone.” he had said was far more than the amount of monsters he had killed during his time of Tuxedo Mask alone. All of the pink, the purple, the pastel colours were driving him crazy.

“Is this okay?”

Mamoru swallowed and turned to reply her without thinking. “No, it doesn’t look-“

His mouth went dry. Black lace hugged against her body and her cleavage was enhanced, with a little ribbon at the centre of it all. The length of the lingerie stopped short at the curve of her butt, where stockings completed the look.

But this wasn’t enough.

“No.” He declared, ideas racing across his mind. “It doesn’t look right.”

“Well, if it doesn’t look nice…” Usagi pouted, pulling at the lace of the lingerie. “Then why not you pick one for me?” She smiled knowingly. Three hours of finding the perfect dress for Shingo’s wedding had taken its toll on Mamoru. The strain was clear in his eyes and monotonous replies, which was why she had walked into this particular shop instead. It was time for a reward, she thought, especially since he had been really very patient with her. Also, this might spur him on for the next few shopping trips she was planning to go on…

Mamoru was already out of earshot, earning stunned eyes from the shop assistants as he raised different lingeries into the air for selection. Within a minute, he was back in front of her with five different types and colours and an excited spark in his eyes.

“Try them all!”

Anonymous asked: Usagi and Mamoru tell Kenji and Ikuko that they are pregnant? How about that idea for a drabble?

A/N : I wrote one on this one previously, click here http://universalmoon.tumblr.com/post/28458608566/ive-noticed-a-few-usagi-is-pregnant-tells-mamoru-shes for a different version! This one is timed after their marriage.

Mamoru downed his water with a gulp. Usagi only seemed to keep shoving food into her mouth and it didn’t help that Kenji still looked very murderous.

Their mission, or rather, his mission today, was important.

Very very important.

He had to tell her parents about the baby growing in her belly. Granted, they were married already and it seemed like a natural event but with an overprotective father, this daunting task was ….almost impossible. Mamoru twiddled his thumbs and bit his lips.

“So, Mamoru!” Ikuko’s voice broke through the clattering of cutlery. “What have you guys been up to?” Usagi’s strange appetite was confusing her. First she put the mashed potatoes on the corn, and then she ate carrots.

Carrots. Yes, carrots. Her enemy of all. And she was eating it like it was her favorite ice cream, licking at the mashed potatoes before crunching on the orange sticks. Something was wrong and she was going to find out what it was.

“Ah, well, I’ve been promoted to a senior doctor in the hospital now.” Mamoru ‘s fingers fumbled for a grip on the chair to restrain the urge to bolt. “and usakoispregnant.” there.

He said it.

Silence filled the dining room with the exception of usagi’s carrot crunching.

Then all chaos broke out. Ikuko squealed and pinched at Usagi’s cheeks, Shingo’s face was as red as a tomato and Kenji flew to Usagi’s side, pushing Mamoru away from her.

“Oh my darling baby girl!”

“I’m going to be a grandmother!!”

“Ew sis, gross! Look at what you are eating!!”

The comments came jumbled all together and Ikuko stood up, slapping a hand on Mamoru’s back.

“Good for you, Mamoru! Remember this. No stopping until you have 30 kids!” her mother seemed to glow with energy as she put up one leg on the edge of a chair. Her father could be heard wailing in the background, and then suddenly, a knife was at his neck.

He sucked in his breath.

“Papa. ” Shingo’s exasperated voice could be heard clearly. “Stop it. You’re actually just overjoyed, aren’t you.”

“wha, no… I just. ” Kenji’s voice went several octaves higher, dropped the knife and pressed his ear to Usagi’s stomach. “is it a boy? Is it a girl? ” His face turned thunderous for a moment as he stared at Mamoru.

“It better be a girl.”

Anonymous asked: Mamoru watches his CHILDREN play.

A/N: I chose the name Shinji because it means Trust. Also, It’s a little like Usagi’s brother’s name, Shingo.

The children’s laughter filled the air as Mamoru took a seat on the park bench. He had brought the kids to the park to wait for Usagi to come back. Watching his kids made his heart warm.

The elder brother, Shinji, came as a surprise initially while she was expecting, they had always thought it would have been Chibi-usa. He was a carbon copy of Mamoru himself but had the eyes and smile of his mother. Mamoru watched as the kids chased each other through the field.

A deep sense of pride welled up in his chest, knowing that these two little ones were brought to life with the one he loved. Chibi-usa was only two years old now, and Shinji, four. His eyes followed the siblings as they finally sat down on the patch of grass and watched as Chibi usa’s fingers plucked the grass off the ground and tried to put it into her mouth.

His eyes widened and shot up, his book falling to the ground.

Shinji had caught eye of the danger. With fumbling hands, he managed to hold on to Chibi-usa’s tiny hands before they could enter her mouth. Mamoru stood behind her, wiping the sweat off his brow. Shinji shook his head at her and dusted the grass particles away from her hands. “No! Not food!”

 “Come here, you little man.” Mamoru hoisted a puzzled Chibi-usa into his arms and ruffled Shinji’s hair. “Smart boy. Let’s go get ice cream.” With a hand holding his son and another arm with his daughter, he could see the bright future ahead with his wife waving towards him.

carrymeover asked: hi, i have a suggestion! mamoru meets ikuko first and she introduces him to usagi.

“Oh dear…” A resigned sigh escaped Ikuko’s lips as she watched the apples roll down the pavement. The paper bag had broken and she honestly didn’t have enough hands to pick up the rolling fruits.

 “Please, let me help.” a deep voice came from behind her and she turned to face a strikingly handsome young man in jogging sweats. Stunned, she let him take some of the plastic bags and started to pick up the apples lying about.

 “Thank you so much.” Ikuko smiled. Such good young men who stopped to help a lady in her predicament were rare!

 “Where do you live, madam? I could help you towards the station though.”

 “Oh no, no. It’s ok, really! I couldn’t trouble you that much! I live just around the corner, it’s not that far, so I can still handle-” the strap of one of the plastic bags broke, silencing her immediately. “Well, it looks like I’m going to need your help more than I say so myself. This way.”

 As they walked, Ikuko found herself intrigued by the young man, it was obviously almost dinner time and this guy was out jogging? Smirking to herself, she decided to probe a little.

 “Hey, shouldn’t you be having dinner around this time instead of jogging? Ikuko smiled. “Your mum could be like me right now as well, you know?”

 A twinge of sadness crossed his face as he replied Ikuko with a small smile. “My parents died in a car crash when I was little. I live alone now, so it’s alright.”

 Ikuko stopped in shock, staring at him. “I’m really sorry I brought this up.” She apologised. “I mean, it didn’t occur to me.”

 “It’s okay. Really!” The both of them burst out laughing, realizing that they had said the same words to each other earlier.

 “So..how many people are there in your family?”

 “We have five mouths to feed. Let’s see, a husband, a silly daughter, a naughty brother to her and a cat.”

 “That sounds very lively.”

 “Yes. As payment for your help, you’re invited to dinner! Here we are!” They stopped in front of a house gate. “Come in! No buts, don’t say you’re not hungry after jogging.”

 Mamoru opened his mouth to object but his stomach growled loudly in protest. “Well then, I’ll help out wherever i can then.”

 “Usagi!!! Come down!”

 The name struck Mamoru’s mind like a hammer and he turned, hoping it wasn’t her. “That’s my daughter. She’s a little clumsy but still, a good girl nonetheless.”

Ikuko’s words faded into the background as his eyes followed the ever familiar golden balls bouncing down the stairs.

 “You! Youuuuuuu…” she was growling now, a pretty funny sight, he admitted to himself. “Ma~ma! What is he doing in the house?”

 “Stop that, Usagi, you’re being rude. Why, this kind young man helped me with groceries on the way back so I invited him to dinner!”

 Watching her pout with her mother was such a funny sight, not to mention she was just wearing a tank top and shorts, definitely a sight he hadn’t seen before. He decided to be civil.

 “Hi, my name is Mamoru. Thanks for having me to dinner.”

 Usagi’s expression was shell-shocked to say the least. A slight smile tugged on the curl of Mamoru’s lips as he helped Ikuko take the items out of the bag, leaving her staring at his back with her mouth agape.

 A sudden sense of male satisfaction rushed through him and his chest puffed a little with pride. Even if he couldn’t tease her today, he would probably be the only one out of any other guy to see her in such a state during dinner.

sayuri-uzuki asked: Congratulations for your awesome work! I love your stories!^^ How about a short story about Usagi and Mamoru trying to have a baby? Something comic... taking advantage of her fertile days?

A/n : I hope you find it okay, because somehow it just warped itself. Maybe when I have a bit of time I might rewrite this entirely.

 “When is it going to be done?” Mamoru tapped his feet impatiently on the ground. Right now, Usagi was in the bathroom taking the ovulation test to see if the period was ready for them to make babies.

 Make babies.

 He liked the sound of that. In fact, he liked anything to do with it. The sounds of bells ringing….wait, was that the doorbell? Mamoru snapped out of his stupor. Someone was at the door at this time? It was almost in the middle of the night already and he wanted his time to make sweet love to his cute wife.

 He unlocked the door to reveal a smiling Ikuko and Kenji holding up a bottle of wine. The instinct to slam the door in their faces was strong.

 “erm, mother, father?”

 ”Oh, yes, my darling son in law. We’ve decided we miss Usagi a little more than we expect so here we are!” Ikuko declared, obviously a little more tipsy than she showed on her face. The parents stumbled into the living room, giggling like two teenagers.

Wordlessly, Mamoru shut the door, silently wishing he never opened the door to begin with. His best hope now was to get them asleep or on a cab back home.

“Where’s Usagi?”

“Take a seat” Mamoru answered hurriedly. “I’ll go check on her.” With that, he rushed towards the toilet, almost hitting Usagi as she turned to close the door.

“wha- huh??” Usagi was startled as she was pushed back into the toilet by her husband. “shhhh. I don’t know why but your parents are here!” Mamoru silenced her by pressing a finger to her lips. “And I think they are kind of drunk right now.”

“uuuuuuu~~~~~~saaaaaaa~~~~~~giiiiiiiii~~~~~ where are you~~~”

The unstable footsteps seemed to stop somewhere, and the both of them heaved a sigh of relief.

“Do you want to go out there?”

Usagi raised her eyebrow. “Do we have a choice?” Another collective sigh filled the toilet and she turned the doorknob.

“oof-owww“

A tangled mess of bodies landed at the toilet’s entrance. Mamoru groaned and got himself up, helping Usagi and Ikuko as well.

“Ahhhh, Usa chan!” her mother giggled uncontrollably. Ikuko’s feet kicked onto something lying on the floor and her attention turned towards it, picking up the ovulation kit that had been knocked out of Usagi’s hands earlier.

“O-vu……lation?” Ikuko’s head tilted to the side, watching the newlyweds squirm with bright red faces. “Ahhh, Kenji!!! She’s ovulating!!”

This was probably the most embarrassing situation that her parents had ever put her in, Usagi decided silently. Grabbing a towel, she wrapped her mum’s face from mouth down and pushed her towards the guest room. Mamoru understood her intentions and went to get his father in law.

The guest room door closed with a click and Usagi turned the key in the lock.

“You go, young man! I wanna see babies!!!” Ikuko’s voice could be heard through the door. “Do it!!! Oh. Ooooh~ you’re awake!”

Usagi and Mamoru pressed their ears to the door, staring at each other incredulously. The next sound that came out of Usagi’s mother made the both of their faces a brilliant shade of red.

“Well?”

“We’ll….make babies?” Mamoru enquired hopefully, eyes lighting up like a little boy who just received candy.

Anonymous asked: Usagi and mamoru are having a tickle fight but things start to become more "romantic".

The look on her face was priceless. No matter where he touched, she always seemed to squirm or lean her neck to the right and made that cute scrunching of her nose.

“You’re quite sensitive.” Mamoru stated. His fingers went towards her ribs and she squealed a little, wriggling her body away. “Ticklish as well.”

“I’m not!” Her hands crossed and she hugged herself, turning away from him on the couch.

“Really?” A devious glint lit in his eyes. “Let me try?”

More squeals could be heard as he tickled her mercilessly. In retaliation, his girlfriend seemed to have flipped and managed to get a finger near his neck. Mamoru made a grunt and turned his head towards her, signalling that he too, was ticklish.

“Take that!” He jabbed her once more in the sides, making her jump. Usagi fell back against the couch, trapped between his arms.  “You’re going to be tortured!” Mamoru gave a mock sinister laugh at the end of his sentence, commencing his attack on her.

“Stop! Stop!” Usagi’s pleas fell on deaf ears as she giggled uncontrollably, her body wriggling around. “Please! I’ll do anything!”

The tickling stopped. “Anything?”

“Well, yea. Like, anything.”

“Hmm..then tell me about your impression when you first met me.”

A muffled giggle escaped her lips. “Are you so concerned about my first impression of you?”

Mamoru’s cheeks tinted a little red, and he reared himself up, poised to attack. “Are you going to tell me? Or am I going to have to torture it out of you….?”

“You were annoying.” Usagi watched as his face fell. “But cute. And I wanted to see more of you.”

“Really?” Her answer seemed to perk him up. “I wanted to see more of you too. I think, the shoe must have hit the right spot.” He settled the both of them into a more comfortable position, hugging her from behind.

Usagi squeezed her eyes shut, taking a deep breath. “I waited for you so that I could run into you around the corner!” The words came out in a rush and she waited with baited breath, heart thumping wildly. Would he think of her as a stalker and be disgusted with her?

A slow smile curled on Mamoru’s face. So he wasn’t the only one after all! His hands pinched the skin of her tummy and she flinched. “I always checked the time for the ‘morning hug’.”

Realisation crept across Usagi’s face and she smiled back at him, relieved that she wasn’t hated. Their lips met in a long and slow kiss, savouring the new feelings of each other’s confessions.