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 in her arms and 
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... ashamed," Usagi's face 
turned deep red.
	Mamoru kissed her again and said, "You have nothing to be ashamed 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!