Konnichi wa, minna-chan! Here's Part 2! Sorry it's a week late.
I know Part 1 wasn't very good or interesting (although personally 
I found Mamoru's dream VERY symbolic ^_-), but I left it to the last 
minute, so I was a little rushed. This story should be getting
better. It'll probably have 5 Parts, and then I'll get on to the 
second story in the series. The second story is quite good. Anyway, 
I hope you like this story, but if you don't, don't worry, because the 
other stories are, for the most part, quite a bit better than this one. 
By the way, Amethist's e-mail is gone! I was using her e-mail up until 
now, but DON'T send anything to Kcsw1234@aol.com because it no 
longer exists! As a result, anyone who sent me anything after
August 14 I didn't get. If anyone would like to resend what they sent
at that time to the NEW address for both Amethist and me,
eclipse@ntplx.net, feel free. I ask
that ANYONE that wishes to send me e-mail, send it to 
eclipse@ntplx.net. It's the address of my good friend Alpha, who 
has yet to publish her fanfics on the internet (hopefully she will, 
though!). And since vacations are over, I can now answer any 
e-mail that ASKS to be answered within a week or so. School
just started for me, so updates for ALL my stories may not be once
a week, but this series SHOULD be updated every week. It's my 
priority in case I have any other stories posted up at the same time.
Ninx mentioned me again in her story "Four Lovers: Stranded," so I'll
mention HER again. Her stuff's funny, and well written. I still love
"Headaches and Heartaches" the best. Hope it'll be finished soon...
Wink Wink, Ninx!
Arigato! ^_^
-Lianne (eclipse@ntplx.net)
*Sailor Moon and all its characters are copyright Naoko 
Takeuchi/Kodansha Ltd./Toei Animation, Co., Ltd. and the English 
adaptation is copyright 1995 DIC productions, LP. This story is 
copyright Lianne Sentar, August 1997.	
**DOWN WITH DUB-BASHING!!!

*Usagi and Mamoru's Love: Blossomings*
Part 2

	Mamoru walked slowly down the street. His eyes were a bit
unsure, almost nervous. His sneakers padded on the sidewalk,
deserted, surprisingly, on the beautiful fall day. His thoughts 
were on one thing - Usagi. He bit his lip as he thought about her,
and why he was now looking for her. He took a deep breath.
	On an intersecting sidewalk, he suddenly saw a weeping figure 
run past. Her face buried in her hands, obviously sobbing, the collar 
of her high school sailor uniform flapping behind her. As did two 
long, golden pigtails. He blinked, surprised. "Usako?"
	She didn't see him as she rushed past, slightly up the walk from him, 
and continued to run past the intersection where he could no longer 
see her. He ran up to the intersection to look down and see her
still sobbing. She ran around a corner down the street and 
disappeared. <What's the matter with her?> he thought worriedly. 
He ran after her.

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	Usagi didn't watch where she was going. She just wanted to run,
anywhere, to get away. From Mamoru's hateful gaze. <Why?> she
thought miserably. <Why would he do something like this?> In 
another instance, Usagi might have noticed it very strange that Mamoru,
who never treated her that way, would suddenly be so cold to her
for no apparent reason. If it happened to one of her friends, she would
have noticed, and thought something was wrong. And perhaps 
suspected that an evil being was the cause of it, considering that had
happened numerous times before.
	But it wasn't with one of her friends. It was with Mamoru. When it 
came to him, Usagi, unfortunately, didn't use her head for judgement. 
Her emotions completely controlled her around him, so if he treated
her unusually coldly, she wouldn't think about it. It would simply 
destroy her. For Usagi, careful, down-to-earth inspection was not
something she could do when it came to love.
	She hardly heard the sound of shimmering magic before her. It
hardly clicked into her brain, but she realized it was a sound she 
had heard many times before. When there was something evil. Her
clouded brain forced her to look up, and she saw a portal open up in
the sky above and slightly in front of her.  Her watery eyes 
blinked in surprise, and her shock seemed to freeze her to the spot 
as she saw two very evil looking people float out of it. Usagi gasped in
surprise. That girl...the one that had been with Mamoru...
	"Konnichi wa, Tsukino Usagi," Arasei said coldly. "Or should I say,
Sailor Moon?"
	Usagi gasped. Heiko laughed wickedly. "Time to come along, little
princess. You have something we want."
	Usagi's mouth was hanging open with shock. "I...you...I don't know...
who you're talking...about..."
	"Nice try," Heiko said flatly. "But don't bother trying to hide your
identity. We know who you are."
	Usagi couldn't move. Her legs didn't seem to work for her. "You,"
she managed to call out. "Why were...you with Mamoru? What did 
you...do to him..."
	Arasei laughed. "Ah. The man. Disappointed to see him with someone 
else?"
	Usagi's mouth went dry. Heiko chuckled. "Hm. The little girl still really
thinks that was her boyfriend. How silly." 
	When Usagi didn't answer, Heiko laughed. "Yes, child. It wasn't him. 
It was my love disguised. Ever heard of a shape-change?"
	Usagi's heart froze in her chest. A sense of relief and terror
flew through her icily. "It...wasn't..."
	"No. It wasn't him. It was me." Arasei smiled evilly. "But it doesn't
matter. You'll never see him again. Or anyone else for that matter."
	Heiko's eyes flashed with evil. "The ginzuishou is ours." The two
of them darted forward in a flash for Usagi.
	Usagi's mind froze in fear. Panic rushed into her heart and clutched 
it with a cold hand. Unable to run, she did the first thing she could think 
of: she grabbed her locket from the front of her uniform and tried
to transform. "Moon Eternal - "
	She was cut off as Arasei grabbed her arms and yanked them behind
her back, causing her to drop the locket. It fell with a clunk to the 
ground. The small purse she had only begun recently to start carrying
around slid off her shoulder to land next to the locket at her 
feet. Usagi kicked and made a choked scream as she tried to 
break free of the man's hold, but his grip was strong. Heiko went to 
pick up the locket, but Usagi managed to kick it away with her shoe.
It skidded farther down the deserted sidewalk.
	Arasei yanked her back angrily. Heiko, eyes burning with anticipation, 
dashed to the locket and reached out for it.
	Only to scream in pain as a rose imbedded itself into her hand.
	Heiko's head jerked up, her red eyes glowing with anger. Mamoru,
not transformed, dashed forward, eyes darkly serious. Another rose flew
at her, and it grazed Heiko across the temple. She cried and covered 
the cut with her uninjured hand. 
	Arasei's eyes narrowed. Heiko backed up, glaring angrily,
from Mamoru as she pulled the rose from her hand painfully. Mamoru
grabbed the locket. He looked to Arasei, blue eyes burning with anger.
"Let her go!" Mamoru yelled.
	"MAMO-CHAN!" Usagi screamed. Arasei clamped a hand over 
her mouth roughly. He pulled her back, keeping her arms pinned behind
her. Heiko yelled at Mamoru, "Give us the ginzuishou!" She put her hands
together and a small ball of energy formed around them. She released 
it at Mamoru. He dodged out of the way, dropping to the ground and 
rolling away. "Stupid cape-boy!" she yelled as she tossed another 
energy ball at him, which he once again dodged. She cursed. 
	Mamoru flew to a crouched postion, staying close to the ground.
Anger rushed through his body like a drug, making his mind clouded.
The site of Usagi being held captive by Arasei filled him with an
intense, burning anger, stronger than anything he had ever felt.
He had no idea why these people were doing this - he had simply
followed Usagi and saw her suddenly get attacked as soon as he 
turned the corner - but he didn't care. All he wanted was for 
Usagi to be alright. "Let her go!" he yelled again at Arasei, his
blue eyes flashing with fury. 
	Heiko growled. "We may not be powerful enough to fight ALL the
senshi, but I can CERTAINLY get rid of you, pest!" The woman threw
a small ball of flame at Mamoru. He dropped to the ground as it flew
past his head. He threw another rose at her, and it buried deep into her 
arm. She cried out in pain and backed up to stand beside her love. 
Mamoru stood up, eyes flashing, the locket held with white knuckles
in his clenched hand. "LET HER GO," he growled dangerously.
	Arasei smiled wickedly as he continued to hold Usagi, who kicked
and made muffled screams, tring to get free. "Why should I?" he mocked.
"You are only a lone warrior. And I have someone important to you.
Give us the ginzuishou."
	"You will not get it," Mamoru said coldly.
	Arasei and Heiko smiled, then levitated, Arasei taking Usagi with 
him. They floated near the portal, and then floated easily in front 
of it. Mamoru ran up so he was nearer to them, eyes narrowing. "What 
are you doing to her?!"
	Arasei smiled evilly, and shrugged. "That all depends on whether or
not you do what we say." Suddenly, his hand, firmly clamped over
Usagi's mouth, shot back, jerking her head back dangerously quickly,
her chin thrust high in the air. Usagi froze. Arasei kept her head firmly 
against him, in a very fragile postion. He looked down at Mamoru, green 
eyes cold and dangerous. "I could snap her pretty little neck 
without a problem, Chiba," he said coldly. "So unless you want to 
lose your little rabbit, I suggest you give us that crystal."
	Mamoru's fists clenched, the golden locket getting sweaty in his hand.
His body trembled with anticipation. He wished he could help Usagi, 
but there didn't seem to be anything he could do. He shifted his feet,
keeping his eyes on Arasei. He clenched his fist around the locket tighter.
	"Well?" Arasei asked. When Mamoru still didn't say anything,
Arasei quickly jerked Usagi's head back a slight bit farther, in a nearly
snapping position. Usagi, scared by the sudden jerk, made a whimper.
Her breath came through her nose in quick, panicked breaths, her blue 
eyes fighting tears. Mamoru felt his heart start to break. He could 
barely keep the tears from spilling from his eyes, or keep the 
helplessness from his expression. Usagi was everything to him. His
dream and all that it meant rushed back through his head again in
helpless memory, his hoplessness deepening. He couldn't stand for
anything to happen to Usagi. He COULDN'T give up the ginzuishou to 
the side of evil, but he couldn't stand to see Usagi so helpless. And
if anything happened to her...
	"Come on, fool!" Heiko called angrily. "Give it to us!"
	Mamoru didn't know what to do. His feet began to shift again against
his will as his mind raced. He suddenly felt something soft nudge 
against his foot as he moved it. Not wanted to draw attention to 
himself, he kept his eyes upward, but looked out of the corner of
his eye to see what he had touched. Usagi's purse. Suddenly, a 
thought burst into his head. His eyes narrowed at Arasei. "I'm 
giving you one last chance to let her go," Mamoru said coldly. "Or
you will face the consequences."
	"Consequences? From YOU? What can YOU do to ME in this situation?"
Arasei mocked, and began to laugh, Heiko joining in. "Baka!"
	In a flash Mamoru had grabbed up the purse and thrust his hand inside.
Silently praying, his heart nearly stopped beating as his hand came into 
contact with something round and bumpy. His hand closed over it, 
flipping it open as he jerked it out. Arasei and Heiko blinked as he held
the object up so they could clearly see it. It was the locket from 
when the senshi had been fighting the Black Moon family. Usagi's 
communicator. Heiko's words rang through his head..."We may not be
powerful enough to fight ALL the senshi..."
	Mamoru's eyes narrowed as he placed his finger over a small button 
inside the locket. "Don't you dare hurt her," he said dangerously.
	Heiko gasped. Arasei showed no change of emotion. Instead, he held 
Usagi tighter, implying that he would kill her. "Give us the ginzuishou," 
he said flatly. But his tone sounded less confident.
	"Don't TOUCH her." Mamoru's voice was soft and threatening. "I 
push one button on this thing and you got eight VERY angry senshi up 
your ass."
	Heiko bit her lip worriedly. Arasei stayed in his position, not loosening
his hold on Usagi. The two men looked at each other a moment, neither
saying a word. Cold green eyes met determined blue ones, a clashing 
of glitteringly powerful emotions, their eyes reflecting inside of
them a wave of power. Finally, Arasei narrowed his eyes. "You are clever,
Prince of Earth," he said coldly. "But we are not prepared to give up
your love that easily."
	"You try me," Mamoru commented flatly, "And you're dead."
	Arasei's eyes flickered with anger. "We will not give her back," he
said flatly. "If you want her back, you must WIN her back."
	Mamoru kept his cold stare on the man. Arasei continued. "Come
with us. You have the ginzuishou, and we want it. Come and TRY to 
get your rabbit back. But if you transform, or summon the other senshi, 
she's dead. I don't play games." His eyes flashed.
	"Go with you where?"
	A small black portal appeared in front of Mamoru, identical in type
to the one they hovered in front of. "It is to our place," Arasei 
said flatly. "It is of this earth, though you know not where. We will 
take your girl there. Come and try to get her back."
	Mamoru looked at the portal. Heiko smiled evilly. "But you will 
fail. And when you do, we will at last have the ginzuishou." She
laughed.
	Mamoru looked at her, eyes burning in intense blueness. "Don't
underestimate me," he said flatly.
	Arasei glared at him, green eyes flashing. "And don't interestimate 
us." He floated back into his portal, taking Usagi with him. Her big
blue eyes looked down at Mamoru as she disappeared in the 
blackness, planting their beauty into his brain. He no longer
felt hoplessness for her. Only determination. 
	Heiko laughed as she began to float into the portal. Her last words
mocked him as she disappeared. "The hunt is on. But will the fox get 
his rabbit?" Her laugh melted with her into the blackness.
	Mamoru looked at the portal. His blue eyes stared into its deep, 
neverending blackness. Its blackness reminded him of another 
blackness. The blackness in his dream. The blackness of his 
life before Usagi. It was her light that had saved him from that 
blackness, her light that had made his life fill with beauty and
joy. A light he didn't want to lose. A light he wouldn't lose. He
stepped into the portal.

To be continued...

-Are ya gettin' excited yet? I am! Why? Because I'm making up a LOT
of this story as I go along, considering I had a very vague plot for
it when I started, but it's turning out much nicer than I expected! 
Next part should be out next week, so see you there! And remember -
I take no responsibility for any riots or other extremely violent
acts that may occur when my stories are put up on the internet. If
people don't like my writing, they have to find a better way of dealing
with their hate than resorting to physical violence. May I suggest
eating a cookie? It might help fight the hate. Ja ne! ^_^
-Lianne (eclipse@ntplx.net)