Usagi sat up in bed. The black cat occupied her usual place, but as Usagi's eyes focused, she realized something was wrong. A closer look showed that the crescent moon was missing from the cat's head.
        "Luna?"
        The cat ignored her until she moved her leg. Luna lifted her head and yawned, then looked up at Usagi with a glare of feline displeasure. Absent were the intelligence and awareness that had always been present in her eyes.
        "Luna? What's wrong?" Usagi asked.
        The cat rose to her feet, stretched, and with an impatient meow, jumped off the bed, heading toward the door.
        "Luna?"
        As the cat meowed once more and marched out into the hall, Usagi climbed out of bed, promptly tripping over her shoes. She picked herself up, finding her clothes strewn about the room in way she hadn't done in several months. Moving to her dresser, she reached for her brooch, only to find it wasn't there. The feeling of unease grew stronger, verging on panic as she searched her room frantically, casting clothes aside and pulling out drawers.
        "Usagi? Is something wrong?" her mother asked, stepping into the room and frowning at the mess.
        "My brooch," she whined. "I can't find it."
        "Brooch?" Ikuko asked. "I don't recall seeing it. Is it something new?"
        "Mom!" Usagi exclaimed.
        "I'm sorry, honey," she said, comfortingly. "I don't recall ever seeing it. But do get dressed. Breakfast is waiting."
        Her search finding no trace of the brooch, Usagi hurriedly dressed in her uniform and reached for the door. Just then, her attention was drawn to the corner of her desk, where the picture of her with Mamoru sat. But now, there was nothing there. Once again, she scrambled frantically around the room, but once again she found no trace of the missing item.
        "Usagi!" her mother called. "You're going to be late."
        "Coming, Mom," Usagi answered, racing for the stairs.
        As she rushed along the hall, a black streak dashed under her feet, letting out a loud feline shriek as Usagi went tumbling to the floor.
        "Luna!" Usagi protested. "Don't do that! What's the matter with you?"
        The cat looked at her, flicked her tail, then turned and headed sedately downstairs. Grumbling, Usagi climbed to her feet and followed.
        "Are you alright, honey?" Ikuko asked.
        "Hmm? Yes. I guess so," Usagi answered unconvincingly.
        She sat down and hastily gulped down breakfast.
        "Thanks, Mom. Gotta run," Usagi said, grabbing her lunch and briefcase, then slipping on her shoes and racing out the door.
        Before she realized it, Usagi was at school. Nevertheless, the bell chimed just as she reached the front door.
        "Late again," Sakurada Haruna said with a scowl as Usagi stumbled into the classroom.
        "Sorry," she muttered softly, quickly sliding into her seat.
        "Do you at least have your homework completed?" Haruna asked sternly.
        Usagi reached into her briefcase, but found only sheets of random doodling. Stunned, with her stomach churning into a knot, she looked back up to see her teacher's unyielding glare.
        "Tsukino Usagi. Report to the principal's office. Now!" Haruna ordered, her voice a cold growl.
        "Yes," she replied meekly, rising to her feet and heading for the door.
        The rest of the morning was spent standing outside the office door. As lunch time approached, Usagi saw Ami pass by.
        "Ami-chan!" she called happily.
        Ami turned, an expression of surprise on her face, and looked uncertainly at Usagi. "Yes? Uhm, Tsukino-san, isn't it?"
        Usagi could hardly believe it, seeing the complete lack of recognition in Ami's face. Her mouth hung open in shock.
        "I'm sorry," Ami said politely. "I must be going. I have a review session during lunch."
        As Ami walked away, Usagi struggled for breath, feeling like an enormous weight was pressing on her chest.
        "Usagi-chan!"
        She turned to see Naru hurrying toward her. A flash of relief spread through her that at least one of her friends still knew her. "Naru-chan."
        "What were you doing with Mizuno-san? Looking for a tutor?" Naru asked.
        "Tutor?"
        "Oh, come on, Usagi," Naru said. "I'm your best friend. I know full well that you're on the brink of failing the year. Umino's been offering to tutor you for months."
        She slumped back against the wall, feeling as if her life had been turned upside-down. The day again passed into a blur, and before she knew it, classes were finished and she and Naru were arriving at the arcade.
        "Hello, girls," Motoki called, as they walked in.
        "Hi, Motoki-kun," Naru answered.
        Usagi caught sight of Minako with several other girls, walking toward them. As Usagi smiled happily, she noticed that Minako showed no more sign of recognizing her than Ami had. A greeting froze in her throat as Minako passed. Crestfallen, Usagi's eyes fell to the floor and she sighed.
        "What's wrong?" Motoki asked.
        "Oh, she had another bad day at school," Naru answered.
        Motoki nodded, his expression indicating this was nothing new.
        Usagi drifted toward the video games, but found all the familiar ones were gone. "What happened to 'Sailor V'?" she asked.
        "Sailor V?" Motoki repeated. "I've never heard of it. Must be before my time."
        Naru also shook her head, not recognizing the name.
        Usagi was about to sit down at one of the consoles, when she discovered she had no money with her. With a sigh and a frustrated shrug, she turned back toward Naru and Motoki. Just then, the door slid open. Her eyes lit up with happiness as she saw Mamoru, but then once more felt the pressure on her chest and her heart turn to ice as she saw he wasn't alone.
        "Mamoru, Nuriko," Motoki called. "How are you two lovebirds?"
        "Never better," Mamoru answered cheerfully, holding the dark-haired woman close.
        With a gasp, Usagi stumbled back into one of the seats.
        "Hey, odango-atama!" Mamoru called. "Still tripping over your own feet?" He didn't wait to hear her answer, turning his attention back to Nuriko and giving her a soft kiss on the cheek.
        "So, have you two set a date yet?" Motoki asked Mamoru.
        "A... date?" Usagi whispered, tears welling up in her eyes.
        Fighting back the tears, she stumbled toward the door, trying desperately not to hear the happiness in Mamoru's voice.
        "Usagi?" Naru called.
        As the door slid closed behind her, the tears came full force. She again heard someone calling her name, but couldn't identify the voice.
        "Usagi?" the voice called again.
        Barely able to see through the tears, she tripped forward, not going anywhere in particular, but simply longing to get far, far away from what she had just seen.
        "Mamo-chan," she sobbed miserably.
        "Usagi!" the voice called, more insistently.
        She pitched forward as she stumbled off the sidewalk and into the street. The voice grew louder as she struggled to regain her balance. At the same moment, a loud screech of brakes drowned out everything.

        "Usagi!" Luna cried, jumping on top of the flailing body of the sleeping girl.
        "No!" she exclaimed, her arm swinging wildly and sending Luna sprawling to floor.
        Usagi sat up, breathing hard and drenched in sweat. Her heart pounded in her ears as she looked around the room frantically. Slowly she began to calm down as she found everything in its proper place.
        Luna jumped back up on the bed. "Bad dream?"
        "Oh, Luna. It was beyond bad," she answered.
        Just then, the door slipped open, the hinges squeaking softly.
        "Usagi? All you alright?" Ikuko asked.
        "Yes, Mom. I'm fine," Usagi answered. "Just a bad dream."
        Ikuko smiled, stepping into the room and kissing Usagi. "I hope it's nothing serious. Do try to get back to sleep."
        "Good night, Mom," Usagi replied.
        The door closed and Usagi lay back in bed, feeling a lingering uneasiness.

        The car sped through the rain, the narrow road slick with the standing water. Mamoru gripped the wheel, fighting the car's wish to hydroplane, and the glare of his headlights being reflected back in his face by the torrential downpour.
        "Damn!" he cursed softly, as at the last moment he made out the reflectors indicating a tight turn. He hastily braked and pulled the car around, feeling the rear come loose and fish-tail. His heart was beating fast as he compensated, keeping the car under control.
        Back on a straightaway, he spared a glance at Usagi sitting beside him. She was doing her best not to look concerned, but he caught site of her hand, clinging to the door with a near death grip.
        The car hit another patch of standing water, pulling sharply to the side as water went spraying off to both sides in a noisy rush. He gingerly applied pressure to the brakes, while carefully adjusting the wheel, knowing that too sharp a change on either could send them off the road.
        He slowed down still more as the reflectors began to march off to the left. As he came around the hill, he was suddenly faced by the glare of headlights. Usagi gasped at the sight of the oncoming truck taking up the middle of the road, while he turned for the shoulder, hurriedly downshifting. The truck rushed past, striking his car with a tremendous sheet of water. The soft mud of the shoulder pulled the car toward the ditch as Mamoru slowly pulled it back, finally feeling the wheels bump onto the pavement.
        A series of tight S-turns followed, as they wound their way through the mountainous terrain. The road was now sloping downhill, adding to the difficulty of the turns as it clung to the mountainside. The wipers were running as fast as they would go, but he still had difficulty seeing. His stomach churned anxiously and the wetness of his palms was interfering with his grasp of the wheel and the gearshift.
        He kept the car in a lower gear to spare the brakes. Again he felt his breath catch as the reflectors suddenly dashed across in front of him. The car fought the hastily applied brakes, trying hard to dance off the road, while the engine protested the sudden downshift. He followed the turn slowly, as the small glow of the reflectors led him through a sharp 180 degree hairpin. This put him on a steep straightaway, but he held the car back, having a grim suspicion of what was probably ahead. The road began a gentle bend to the left, which quickly reversed into a hard right as they were coming down the mountainside in a series of traverses.
        Coming off the next turn, he was suddenly met with a tremendous glare from the road in front him, braking as hard as he dared with the realization that there was water across the road. The car still hit hard, kicking up a huge spray. Hydroplaning, it followed the curve of the road surface off to the right. Only as he bumped onto the shoulder did he regain enough control to pull out of the skid.
        A sign told him it was three kilometers to the next town.
        "We'll stop there, even if we have to stay in the car," he told Usagi. "I just don't want to pull over out here in the dark."
        "OK," she agreed, her voice soft and wavering.
        He glanced at his odometer and then back at the road. Just then three kilometers seemed like it might as well be the distance to the moon. His eyes were stinging from the glare, and his muscles ached from being tensed. He slowed down a little more, knowing he was getting tired and his reactions were slowing.
        The road was beginning to level out and the turns far less severe, but there remained the precipitous drop-off to the left. Another patch of water hauled him toward the edge as he struggled to keep the car on the road. His straining eyes were glued to the reflectors, his only indication of where the road was.
        He slowed for one more sharp turn, coming out of it to see an indistinct glow in the distance.
        "There's the town," he said.
        He heard her sigh with relief. Just then, he vaguely made out a large dark shape in the road. Slamming on the brakes, he struggled against the car's sudden dive for the ditch. The car tore through the end of the downed tree, and he heard the loud screech of wood on metal. The front end bounced up, leaving him out of control. Usagi screamed in fright. The airbags went off as they hit the barricade, bursting through it and down the slope, finally coming to a hard, brutal stop some forty meters down.
        Broken glass was everywhere and rain poured in. He tried to move, but white-hot bursts of pain streamed through his legs, pinned by the steering wheel and instrument panel. Looking over, he saw Usagi. She was unconscious, her face pale. Massive amounts of blood were streaming down onto the floor. He reached for her, but could barely move himself.
        "Usako!" he gasped faintly, in desperation.
        Her head hung down, and her breathing was shallow. Blood stained her legs and her abdomen, gashes caused by the breaking glass and metal.
        "Usako, please," he cried. "Oh, gods. No!"
        As he watched helplessly, the flow of blood from her broken body slowed. The warmth was gone from her flesh. Oblivious to the pain in his own body, he clung to her, desperately praying, pleading, that she be restored to life.

        Gasping, Mamoru bolted upright in bed. Finding himself alone, he burst uncontrollably into tears, overcome with emotion. Finally, exhausted to the core, he fell back onto the bed, struggling for breath.
        "Oh, gods," he gasped. "What a terrible dream."
        This had been even worse than the dream of the future that had tormented him earlier. He struggled to his feet, making his way to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water. As he slowly drank it, he looked out at the pre-dawn darkness, doubting he would be able to get any more sleep that night.

        "Esmerodo," Safiel called. "I'm surprised you would show your face here. Two failures in two attempts. I'd say you're doing as badly as Rubeus."
        "Don't be too quick to call the score, Safiel," she said, bursting into laughter. "My first attempt yielded valuable information, while the second has yet to produce its true fruits."
        "Oh, really?" he asked, the skepticism clear in his voice.
        "Certainly," she answered, with another laugh.
        Wiseman shimmered into view. "Esmerodo, you are tapping into the dark crystal energy without my permission!" he declared.
        "Your permission?" she asked scornfully. "I have Prince Demando's permission to conduct the 20^th century campaign as I see fit, including the use of dark crystal power. I do not need your permission."
        "Do not play games with me, woman. You cannot even begin to comprehend what you are dealing with," Wiseman said.
        "Enough of this bickering!" Demando ordered, appearing behind them. "Wiseman. If you have concerns about how Esmerodo is proceeding, you will bring them to me. Is that clear?"
        Wiseman merely nodded his head.
        "Now, Esmerodo. What is the nature of your 'second attempt'?" Demando asked.
        She bowed her head then looked up to meet his gaze, momentarily getting lost in his captivating eyes, her heart beating wildly. "Yes, Prince Demando. It occurred to me that Rubeus failed because he was always forced to fight with the Sailor Senshi of that era, just as our forces here are being held up by them."
        "Go on," Demando said.
        "My first encounter suggested that I would have the same problem with those miserable little brats," she said, fuming again at the memory. "How dare they call me an 'old woman'?!"
        "You should not let a minor insult affect you so," Safiel said.
        She snorted with contempt. "I have devised a brilliant plan. My last droid was a mere pawn, sacrificed as part of a much larger gambit, my lord. Before it was destroyed, it contaminated Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen with dark energy, which will seep into their dreams. Soon, they will be so weakened emotionally as to be unable to fight, and without them, the other Senshi cannot interfere with my plan!" Her laughter rung through the chamber. "We'll see if I'm an 'old woman'."
        "Esmerodo, I do not have the luxury of allowing you to pursue a personal vendetta," Demando said sternly. "Be extremely careful."
        "But, brother," Safiel interjected. "What is our campaign against Earth but a personal vendetta?"
        "Do not question your brother," Wiseman declared.
        "Wiseman! I am quite capable of speaking for myself," Demando said. "Our campaign is different. We are righting a wrong committed against our people. As prince it is my duty."
        "Is it worth sending so many of our people to die, brother?" Safiel asked. "We all follow you because it is our duty, but can it really be made right? Will victory bring you to rule over a better place, or will it merely turn the Earth into another dark moon? Or will we even have a prize left to win?"
        "Your brother is weak, Prince Demando," Wiseman said derisively. "His words are not worth hearing."
        "No, Wiseman," Demando answered. "His words are important. Your demands for battle must always be weighed against words such as his. And trust me, brother. I struggle with this conflict every hour."

        Usagi tossed and turned in bed, unable to get back to sleep. Her mind was filled with lingering images of the dream, while an increasing sense of despair crept into her heart. Finally, she stood up and dressed.
        "Where are you going so early?" Luna asked. "It's only 5am."
        "I can't sleep, Luna. And I have this feeling that there is more to this than just a simple bad dream."
        "Alright. But what can you do about it at five in the morning?"
        "I can go to Rei's. I know she's usually up this early," Usagi said. "She should be able to help figure this out."
        At the bottom of the stairs, Usagi hurriedly wrote a note for her parents, saying where she was going. Just then, an impulse struck her and she picked up the phone, dailing Mamoru's number.
        "Moshi, moshi," he answered.
        "Mamo-chan. It's me," she said.
        "I guess you couldn't sleep either," he said.
        "You too?"
        "Yes. I had an absolute monster of a nightmare," he said.
        "So did I. But I'm concerned there might be more to it, especially if we're both experiencing nightmares at the same time," she said.
        "You're right," he agreed. "It does sound too much for coincidence."
        "Can you meet me at Rei's?" she asked. "I'm just about to leave."
        "I'll be there," he answered. "I love you, Usako."
        "I love you, Mamo-chan. More than anything."

        They knelt with Rei in front of the fire. As she softly uttered the incantation and her fingers danced through the ritual patterns, the fire flickered brightly in response. A darker form emerged in the center of the fire. Though only an indistinct form to Usagi and Mamoru, perhaps a mere trick of the light, it spoke volumes to Rei's trained awareness.
        "There's definitely dark energy within you both," she said. "Now, I just need to figure out where it came from."
        The flames danced and flickered some more as she probed for what she sought. The flames suddenly increased in intensity and they all saw Esmerodo's last droid in the moment's before its destruction. The flame showed what the naked eye at the time had been unable to see, tendrils of dark energy emanating from the droid and reaching out to touch Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen.
        "That's it!" Usagi exclaimed.
        "Yes," Rei agreed, letting herself relax as the fire returned to normal.
        "Any ideas as to how to remove the contamination?" Mamoru asked.
        "Well, it should be fairly simple," Rei told them. "Unsupported, darkness flees before light."
        "The ginzuishou," Usagi suggested.
        "Yes. I don't see that this energy you've been contaminated with could possibly resist your crystal," Rei said. "And it looks like you've been combining your energies already, so that should actually make it work even better."
        "That sounds hopeful," Mamoru said.
        "Do you want to do the healing right here?" Rei asked.
        "No," Usagi answered quickly. "I think Mamo-chan and I should have some privacy."
        Rei looked puzzled for a moment, then caught on, rolling her eyes. "OK. Whatever."
        "Bye, Rei-chan," Usagi said, taking Mamoru's hand and leading him toward the door.
        "Good bye, and thanks," Mamoru said.

        They returned to Mamoru's apartment, closing the door behind them and coming together for a deep, passionate kiss.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan! It was so awful," she sighed. "My entire world had been turned upside down."
        "I know," he answered, still holding her tightly. "Mine was just as bad. Being totally helpless to save you."
        They kissed once more, then pulled off their shoes and socks. He slid his hands up over her shoulders and the back of her head, his fingers unfastening her odangos and letting her hair fall down in one long golden cascade.
        Turning around, they noticed a small box of polished obsidian sitting on the coffee table.
        "What's this?" Mamoru wondered, picking it up.
        The box had the emblem of the Moon Kingdom engraved on the top. Examining it closely, they found the top was hinged. He slipped it open, revealing a folded piece of paper placed over a small crystalline disc. She unfolded the paper, finding a message in modern Japanese.
        'Your highnesses,
        'I once again offer you greetings. It is now very nearly time for us to meet, but first you must thwart this latest effort of the Dark Moon family which seriously endangers your ability to fight them. The enclosed disc, when combined with the power of the ginzuishou, will transport you to a secluded, peaceful place where you can be free from outside distractions. Once there, you will find your immediate needs provided for.
        'I look forward to soon being able to reintroduce myself.
        'Your once and future servant.'
        They read the letter once more. Mamoru put the box down, picking up the disc.
        "This mysterious 'once and future servant' again," he said.
        "Well, he or she seems to like arranging romantic get-togethers for us, whoever this person is," Usagi observed.
        "Yes," he agreed. "And we do need to take some time to heal ourselves."
        "That does sound like fun, Mamo-chan."
        She removed her brooch from her shirt and removed the cover. The crystal began to glow, with the disc immediately reacting. He placed the disc on the crystal. A bright burst of light filled the apartment. As it faded, they found themselves on a beach, a soft breeze blowing in off the ocean, the gentle sound of breakers in the distance, and the rustling of palm trees behind them. Looking back inland, they saw a small cabin set within the trees.
        "Oooohhh, Mamo-chan. It's beautiful," she exclaimed. "This person sure has good taste."
        He nodded, leading her up toward the cabin. Among the things found inside were several large beach towels and a bottle of sun screen. He took her in his arms and kissed her, feeling her press herself closer in response.
        "Let's relax on the beach for a while, then maybe take a swim," he suggested.
        "But we don't have any suits," she said.
        He looked around. "I don't think we'll really need them, Usako."
        Her eyes sparkled and a large smile brightened her face. She threw her arms around him and held him close. "You're absolutely right," she agreed.
        He slid his fingers through her hair, then took hold of her shirt, beginning to lift it up. She brought her arms above her head, letting him slip it off. She then unfastened her bra and tossed it away, exposing her breasts. He took them in his hands, softly caressing her breasts and rubbing his fingers over the nipples.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan," she sighed, while pulling his shirt loose.
        As he slipped his shirt off, she unfastened his belt and his pants. He stepped out of the pants. She reached for the waistband of his boxers, but he responded by tickling her ribs.
        "Mamo-chan, no!" she squealed, pulling away.
        He raced after her, catching her in his arms and pulling her down. As they rolled together, he pressed his lips to hers. She continued to squeal happily. Finally, he rolled off of her, quickly grasping her shorts, opening them, and pulling them down. He tossed the shorts away, then peeled off her panties. Moving back over her he leaned down and kissed her nipples. As she sighed with delight, her hands found his boxers, working them down.
        He stepped out of the boxers, then picked up the towel, spreading it out on the beach. Usagi lay down on the towel, while he picked up the sun screen.
        "We can't have you getting a sunburn, Usako," he said.
        "And are you offering to do something about that?" she asked with a grin.
        "Certainly, my love. It's the least I can do."
        He knelt down beside her, then poured a generous amount of the lotion in the palm of his hand. A slight shiver ran through her as spread the cool lotion over her shoulders, moving down to her bare breasts. His fingers caressed her nipples, bringing a sigh of pleasure from her, before he poured out more lotion and started rubbing it over her abdomen. As he moved down to her thighs, he let a fingertip brush across her nether lips.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan," she sighed.
        After her legs and feet, he turned his attention to her arms and then her face. She rolled over, pulling her hair off to the side. He started at the base of her neck, and worked slowly down across her back, carefully rubbing the protective lotion all over the flesh. His fingers pressed into the soft flesh of her bottom before he moved down over the back of her legs. She sighed happily, thoroughly enjoying the feel of his hands lovingly caressing every bit of her body.
        Soon, he sat down on the blanket beside her, and began applying lotion to his arms. Usagi quickly sat up, taking the lotion from him.
        "Now it's my turn, Mamo-chan," she said.
        He lay back on the blanket, feeling her small but strong hands sweeping across his chest and abdomen. She continued downward, coming to his already hard, erect manhood.
        "Mamo-chan. We definitely can't risk you getting too much sun here," she said, giggling.
        Her fingers spread the cool lotion over his throbbing member. "Usako," he sighed, as waves of pleasure swept through him.
        She slid a hand under his sac, enjoying the sudden tremor that ran through him in response. He groaned in frustration as she moved down along his legs.
        "Alright. Roll over, please," she requested.
        He did so, feeling her fingers pressing into his bottom. His muscled trembled, pushing down on his aroused member. She went very slowly across his back, before finally reaching the base of his neck. Applying some more lotion to her hands, she shifted her attention to his thighs, moving down over his legs. She then set the lotion aside and lay down beside him on the blanket. He rolled over and kissed her cheek.
        "Mamo-chan, I love you soooo much," she whispered.
        "And I love you, Usako, more than anything," he replied softly.
        They lay there quietly, enjoying the soft music of nature around them while the sun warmed their flesh and the stresses of life melted away. Overhead, occasional wisps of cloud drifted across a clear, pale blue sky. Finally, they began to stir.
        "Let's take a swim," he suggested.
        "That sounds like fun," she agreed.
        They ran out into the water, playfully splashing each other before both diving in. Coming together, they embraced tightly, their mouths meeting, and their tongues dancing as one. Their minds opened, allowing each to sense the overwhelming love within the other.
        She playfully grasped his penis, grown soft from the cool water, but quickly hardening again under her caress. He kissed her deeply, feeling his arousal swelling within him.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan," she sighed.
        He slid his hand between her legs, slipping two fingers up inside her womanhood, bringing a moan of raw pleasure from her mouth. After several more minutes, they moved back ashore.
        Under the shade of the trees, they spread out a large foam pad, then placed the blanket over it. He kissed her deeply, laying down on the blanket and pulling her on top of him. Their tongues danced together slowly and passionately, while he held her tightly in his embrace.
        Their mouths separated, and she reached for her brooch, opening the cover once more and placing it next to them. The ginzuishou's rose-hued glow washed over both of them, and they could quickly feel its healing energies begin to purge away the dark energy that had been causing their nightmares. Her eyes sparkled as her arousal became still more intense.
        "You remember that the crystal won't heal and protect against pregnancy at the same time," he said.
        She nodded, kissing him again. "But since I've just finished my cycle, it doesn't matter, now does it?"
        "No, it doesn't," he agreed.
        Their lips pressed together. She sat up, moved herself back, and with a bright smile on her face, pushed herself down on his bulging member. As his mass spread her open, sliding deeper into her womanhood, she gasped softly in delight. Feeling herself down all the way, she squeezed her inner muscles on his shaft, tightening the already tight fit.
        "Usako," he sighed with exquisite pleasure, incredibly happy to be joined with her once again.
        Their bodies glowed with the crystal's power, while their hearts glowed with a deep, intense love. His hands slid up over her back, as she bounced and pumped with wild abandon on his throbbing member. He lifted his hips to meet her next thrust, driving his shaft still deeper.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan!" she gasped.
        Their every movement stretched her inner muscles with his mass, and sent intense waves of pleasure sweeping through her body. He drew her torso down, meeting her lips with his own. She slid her tongue into his mouth as another thrust increased the flames of passionate desire within her still more. They kissed once more before she sat back up, lifting herself up on his member then pushing back down with a strong movement.
        "Usako," he gasped.
        "Oh, yes!" she groaned.
        She pumped still faster on his manhood, being swept ever higher. Her hair flowed out behind her and across his legs, brushing him repeatedly with its silky stroke. He thrust up to meet her motions, his member throbbing under the tight grasp of her warm, loving embrace.
        He slid a hand down and cupped her bottom, sinking his fingers into her flesh. He groaned with passion as she pushed herself down on him once more, plunging his manhood deep into her yet again. Looking up at her, he saw her eyes shining with love and passion as her body was aglow with the crystal's energy. His other hand grasped her breast, gently caressing it.
        She moaned, feeling herself on the edge as they continued to move together.
        "Oh, yes!... Oh, gods!... Mamo-chan... Oh... Oh, yes! OH, YES!!" she cried, being swept away by climax.
        He groaned as her muscles clamped down hard in climax, holding his shaft deep inside her. She paused for a moment, then slowly lifted herself up, dragging her tightly squeezing muscles over his throbbing member. His hands rested on her hips, moving with her. As she pushed back down, he lifted his hips to meet her.
        She gasped in delight, feeling his swollen, pulsing mass deep within her. Leaning forward, she kissed him passionately, slipping her tongue into his mouth while their bodies continued to thrust together.
        He ran a hand up onto her back, holding her close as they kissed repeatedly. They were again picking up speed as their bodies thrust together. He felt his penis pulsing harder as he approached the peak.
        "Oh, yes!" she gasped with the next thrust, feeling his manhood swelling within her. She pushed down on him once more, feeling his body spasm sharply, driving his wildly throbbing member still deeper. The sensation sent her soaring to orgasm just as he climaxed, pouring his seed into her womanhood. "MAMO-CHAAANNNN!!"
        Unnoticed by either of them, the crystal flared still brighter just as they climaxed, with their bodies glowing brightly as its energy combined with their own, penetrating to the core of each of them.
        A soft groan came from him as he emptied himself into her while her spasming inner muscles held him tightly. She lowered herself on top of him, kissing him, then sighing with utter contentment.
        They lay together quietly for several minutes, expressing their love through their happy, contented sighs, their soft kisses, and through their link. The breeze blowing in kept them cool, and she snuggled close to him for warmth.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan," she sighed.
        "Usako," he whispered in reply.
        She moved off to the side, laying her head on his shoulder.
        "This is soooo nice," she said.
        "Yes, it is," he agreed.
        "We really have to remember to thank this 'once and future servant', whoever it is," she said.
        He nodded. "But this person seems to be trying to help us. The last time was about us growing in our abilities, and this time it's about purging this dark energy that caused our nightmares."
        "But why?"
        "I'm not sure. I suspect the clue lies with the term 'once and future servant'," he said.
        She thought for a moment. "Chibi-Usa was sent back in time, so maybe 'future' means the person is from Crystal Tokyo."
        "That could be. Someone who's looking for possible changes in their history perhaps."
        "Well, whatever the truth may be, we don't have to be back until tonight," she said.
        "You're right, my love. And we have a quiet, secluded beach all to ourselves."
        "We certainly should enjoy this opportunity, Mamo-chan."
        "Definitely," he agreed, kissing her cheek.
        She moved up and kissed him deeply. His arms embraced her tightly. For several minutes, they stayed tightly together, kissing. When they separated, she reached for the ginzuishou, placing it between them. As he observed, she passed her hand over it and a gentle glow washed over them both. Their bodies, in turn, began to glow brightly, and she could sense the energy sweeping through both of them. A smile formed on her face as the glow faded.
        "No trace of the dark energy," she said.
        "That's good. Now we can just enjoy a quiet day to ourselves," he replied.
        "Such a wonderful idea. Let's take another swim."
        She jumped to her feet and raced for the water with a happy, carefree laugh. He quickly stood up and hurried after her, love and happiness singing in his heart.

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NOTE: This starts off a bit darker than usual for me, but I think it all comes together with the elements of a good romance.

You can now find all my yarns at http://strands-of-moonlight.my3gb.com  and  http://strands-of-moonlight.6te.net.

Always remember, good gentles, that a yarnspinner works from and within existing legends and stories. The characters of "Sailor Moon" belong to others. In spinning my yarns, I do not seek to infringe on their rights of ownership, but merely to join with other fans to spread the legend still further. "The moonlight carries a message of love." Enjoy. 

-05.12.2000