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[Lina and Gourry are seated in front of their TV, watching it intently,
and with huge amounts of snack food arrayed in front of them, watching
TV.]
Gourry> "So what's on Skinemax tonight, Lina?"
Lina> (sweatdrop) "Let's look..." (clicks channel to...)

	Chapter 2: S&M doesn't stand for Sailor Mars!

	====<3====

	Usagi walked into the girls' locker room after gym class. A flash of
light from behind a row of lockers caught her attention.
Investigating, she found Ami spinning in midair, her gym clothes
shredding from her body to be replaced by an entirely too tight,
blue, one-piece swimsuit. The shorter girl smiled and waved at Usagi
as she touched down again. 

Lina> "Put your tongue back in your head, Gourry."
Gourry> h.h

	Usagi grew a sweatdrop. "You're having way too much fun with that
henshin choker, Ami-chan," she commented. 

Lina> (cackling) "Yes, Usagi! Choke her! Choke her *NOW!*"

	Ami shook her head. "No way, Usagi-chan!" she said, giggling. "Gotta
run, I have swim club. Ja ne!" Winking, she skipped merrily out of
the locker room. 

Gourry> "Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Lina?"
Lina> "Not if I'm lucky." (sweatbead)
Gourry> "I was just going to ask if Ami had turned into Sailor Venus,
	judging by the exit."
Lina> "Oh. Hehehe ^_^"

	Usagi chuckled, and changed into her school uniform the
old-fashioned way. She found it strange that a single, solitary month
was all that stood between the Senshi and life past high school. She
was very glad, but she also wondered what things were going to be
like when it was over. Mamoru had already promised her that they'd be
married within a year, provided he received permission from Usagi's
parents. Neither of them was worried about that. 
	At least, so long as Kenji didn't find out they were already
sleeping together on a fairly regular basis. In fact, that very

Lina> "Says you. Looked in your dad's photo envelopes lately, Sailor
	Moon?" (snicker)
Kenji> (pokes head in shot) "Hey!"

afternoon Usagi planned to blow off her manga club meeting and go
over to Mamoru's apartment, since he had the afternoon free. 

Lina> (looking at screen thoughtfully) "Bl...oh, never mind. Too easy."
Gourry> (blinks at Lina with that stupid look on his face)

	Blushing lightly as she imagined the kind of entertainment they
could indulge in, Usagi skipped out of the locker room, past Minako

Gourry> "What kind of game were they going to play, Lina? Parcheesi? Pin
	the Tail on the Donkey?"
Lina> (sweatdrop) "Um, sort of, on that last one..."

and Makoto who were on their way in. The two of them watched her go,
exchanged a glance, and giggled. "Ma-mo-cha-n!" they chorused in
singsong. 

Gourry> (blinks) "Are they also dating Mamoru-san, Lina?" o_O;
Lina> -.-; "Now *there's* a pretty image for you, SM fans."

	"Ne, Mako-chan," Minako said as she stripped off her gym outfit,
"have you been thinking about what Luna said? Y'know, the 'change'?" 
	Makoto nodded. "Hai...I have to admit, I'm kinda nervous about it."
Looking around, she whispered to Minako, "Ami-chan's been acting a
little different ever since that day."
	Minako nodded. "I know...she makes me worry. I've gotten used to her
having moments of flakiness, but..."

Gourry> "If she'd only listen and use Head and Shoulders!"

	"Yeah. She's gotten a little too nutty lately." Makoto's brow
creased. "I hope the Change doesn't affect all of us that way."
Smirking, she added, "You're flaky enough as it is." 

Lina> (singsong) "o/~ Sometimes you feel like a slut, sometimes you
	don't..."

	"Mako-chan!" Minako said, whapping the tall girl with her t-shirt. 
Yelping in protest, Makoto removed her own shirt, and the two quickly
got into a duel involving clothing, towels, and anything else they
had handy. Other girls coming into the locker room grew sweatdrops as
they watched. 

Gourry> "Wow, deja vu! You did that when I walked in on you and Zelga-"
Lina> (WHAPPING Gourry with his own sword) "URUSAI!"

	====<3====

	"Going to Mamoru's place, Usagi-chan?" asked a voice from behind the
odango-topped blonde. Usagi jumped, startled and turned. "Rei-chan!
You scared me!" 
	Rei giggled. "Sorry. Don't let me keep you...I know you and Mamoru
are gonna be...busy." Winking and waving, Rei headed off in the
opposite direction.	
	Usagi blinked after her. "Now what's gotten into..." Then she saw
it: a red ribbon with a gold heart, closed firmly around Rei's neck.
"Oh, that's it." Shaking her head, she resumed her previous course,
reminding herself to corner Rei about the issue later. 

Gourry> "That's what? I don't get it."
Lina> (patting Gourry's arm) "It means Rei is about to get animalistc,
	Gourry. See, she's even got a collar."
Gourry> (aaaahhhs) "Like a cat?"
Lina> (sweatdrop)

	====<3====

	Minako and Makoto managed to convince Ami to go shopping with them
later that afternoon. It didn't take long for them to begin
regretting it. 
	"Let's go in here, guys!" Ami said. The other girls grew sweatdrops.
	"Ami-chan...why would you want to go in there?" Minako asked
nervously.

Lina> (mock-gasps) "There could be sexually exciting things in there! For
	the love of God, Ami, NO!"

	"C'mon, it'll be fun!" Ami insisted.
	"Anou, Ami-chan? That's a naughty shop..." Makoto warned.

Gourry> "Where is there a naughty shop? I'll teach it the value of good
	manners!" (grabs sword and heads toward the door)
Lina> (pulling Gourry into his seat) "Siddown." >.<
Amelia> (poking head into shot) "Tooh! Justice shall be served to all
	naughty shops!"

	Ami nodded, giggling. "I know! Haven't you ever wanted to go in
one?" 
	The two taller girls shared a nervous glance. "Uhh...sure,
Ami-chan," Minako said. To Makoto, she whispered, "We better humor
her...someone's gotta keep her out of trouble. " 

Lina> "Lord forbid she get in trouble, that would involve PLOT!"

	"Yeah, we'll come in with you, Ami-chan. Could be fun, right?" 
	Ami giggled, and practically dragged them into the store. 

	====<3====

	"What the hell is this thing?" Minako asked, holding up a plastic
cylinder with two elastic bands attached to one end of it.

Gourry> "Didn't Xelloss-san have one of those? He kept waving it at
	Phyria..."
Lina> (sweatdrop)

	Makoto looked at the thing, and blushed. "I'd rather not know," she
said. 
	"I'd be happy to demonstrate it if you'd like," purred a saleswoman
clad in a sheer lace teddy as she sidled up to the girls. Minako
blushed, and Makoto gulped. 

Lina> "Do you have a permit for that thing, lady?"

	"Uhhh, that won't be neccessary, thanks. We're just looking," Minako
said. Makoto nodded emphatically.

Gourry> (waves a hand at Minako). "Ano, Mina-chan, the product is over
	*this* way...should you be watching *it* instead?"

	The saleswoman pouted. "Too bad," she said, slinking off to the
other side of the shop. 
	"Did something seem familiar about her?" Minako asked. Makoto
shrugged.

Lina> (grinning) "Must be the tight clothes. Seiya, maybe?"

	Ami flounced up to the girls, holding a postage-stamp sized piece of
blue silk. "What do you think?" she asked. "Would it look good on
me?" 
	"That depends....what's it supposed to cover?" Makoto asked. 

Gourry> "Postage?"
Lina> "FIREBALL!" (Gourry flies into orbit, lands later, crispy)

	"Not much," Ami said, giggling. 
	"What's come over you?" Minako asked. "You've been acting weird
lately..."
	Ami shrugged. "I don't know. I've just felt a lot...looser lately,"
she said. Giggling, she said, "It's not bad at all!" 

Gourry> (cocking his ear) "What's that rumbling?"
Lina> (sighing) "The flood of fanboys all over Tokyo scrambling to stare
	at their TVs."

	They continued browsing the store, looking over a selection of
leather lingerie, whips and handcuffs, and a number of things that
insured interesting dreams for several nights. It was when they were
just about ready to leave (much to Minako and Makoto's relief) that
the screaming began.

Gourry> "I don't get this...they're *relieved* to hear screaming?"
Lina> "Well, see...subconsciously, they *want* to transform into little
	near-naked bimbettes like Ami is, and screaming is a reason for
	Magical Girls to transform, usually. Make sense?"
Gourry> (big pause) "...Not a bit."
Lina> (facefaults)

	
	====<3====

	A dozen half-naked customers stampeded out of the little store's
changing rooms, shrieking and using whatever they were carrying to
cover their private areas. "What the--?" Minako asked.
	Ami sobered up instantly. "There's trouble," she said. Makoto nodded
beside her. 
	Seven men charged out of the changing areas, wearing ski masks and
holding various weapons. Two of them were minus pants. 
	"Perverts!" several of the panicked customers screamed. The scantily
clad saleswoman scowled. 
	"Ami," Minako whispered, "do you think you can take them alone?"
	Ami nodded. "I don't even need to go all-out," she said. 
	Across the store, the leader of the gang of sex maniacs was handing
out various strange pieces of the store's merchandise to his goons,
who advanced menacingly on the screaming women. "Just calm down and
we won't hurt ya...too badly," he said, eliciting evil chuckles from
his crew. 
	"Stop right there!" the saleswoman in the lace teddy said, stepping
in front of the frightened customers. 
	The leader laughed. "Oh, sure thing lady. We'll just do you first,
then them. I bet you give real good--"
	The woman's foot caught him across the jaw. He staggered for a
minute. "Bitch!" he spat. "You'll hurt for that!" 
	"The only one here who's going to hurt is you," the teddy-clad
saleswoman said, doing a forward flip which caused nearly every other
woman in the store to blush, before driving both feet into the chest
of the pervert, sending him flying into a rack of leather
unmentionables. 
	"Who the hell are you?" he spat, rising unsteadily to his feet. The
others circled the tough, sexy young woman warily. 
	"Sometimes I'm a Shinto priestess," she began. Across the store,
Ami's eyes widened, and she whispered to Makoto and Minako.
"Sometimes, I'm a salesgirl in a sex apparel shop. But the truth
is...MARS FLASH!" 
	The teddy which was barely there to begin with shredded like tissue
as she rose into the air, arching her back and giving a shameless
display of her gorgeous body. Streaks of red flame swirled around her
body, and those closest to her would later swear they heard her moan
as the fire stroked her breasts and crotch. 
	When the display ended, a vision straight out of an adult video
stood in the center of the store. A lethal body, wrapped in a tight
red leather leotard that left little to the imagination. The leotard
was extremely low-cut, with a purple leather sailor collar hanging
from the back, and a zipper running down the center. Oddly enough,
there was a second zipper much, much lower on the garment. Fishnet
stockings disappeared into knee-high red leather boots with stiletto
heels. The boots were matched by fingerless red leather gloves. A red
choker with a golden heart surrounded the leather goddess' throat,
and star-shaped ruby earrings hung from her ears. A red tiara graced
her forehead, emblazoned in the center with a golden Mars sigil.
Long, luxurious red hair tumbled down her back, and her violet eyes
twinkled impishly. She raised her right hand, and a stream of flames
snaked up her left leg, coiling around her body, and finally coursing
up her arm. With a sharp motion, she brought her arm down, and the
rope of fire cracked like a bullwhip. 
	"Lovely warrior, Cutey Mars!"
	Across the room, Minako and Makoto planted their faces into the
floor. Ami giggled. "Nice outfit," she called out. 
	Flashing her a quick grin and a wink, Mars continued her spiel. "For
entering into this place where men have no domain, for terrorizing
women who want to tantalize their lovers with sexy leather and lace,
Cutey Mars won't forgive you!"
	"It could be worse," Makoto muttered from the sidelines. "She
could've said 'I'll punish you'..."
	Minako and Ami giggled. 
	"Nice outfit," one of the punks said. "I've got some handcuffs to go
with it!" 
	"Not  a chance, creep," Mars said, striking out with her flame whip.
The pervert yelped, dropping the cuffs. 
	"Get her!" the leader yelled. The gang advanced on Mars in force.
	Looking around, Mars began panicking slightly. Dodging an attempted
tackle by one of the goons, she slipped out of the circle. Landing
some feet away, she shouted, "Flaminatrix!" 
	A red aura ripped away from Mars, resolving into what appeared to be
a clone of the bondage-leather clad warrior, composed of living fire.
The flaming femme fatale charged forward, knocking out three of the
punks before they knew what had hit them. The remaining four
attempted a counterattack, but they couldn't manage to hurt the clone
as she subdued them. After the last one went down, she struck a sexy
pose, and disappeared in a cloud of smoke. 
	When the smoke cleared, Minako, Makoto, and Ami rushed over to Mars.
"Hi guys," the leather-clad girl said, smiling cheerfully as she
disspelled her flame whip.
	"What on earth is with that outfit?" Minako asked.
	Mars shrugged, blushing. "It's pretty wild, I'll admit..."
	"Why is there a zipper there?" Makoto wondered, pointing to the
lower zipper on Mars' leotard. "That seems like a strange place for a
pocket..."
	Minako bent down in front of Mars, and unzipped the zipper. She
quickly backed away, turning beet red. "Uhhh...that's definitely
*not* a pocket," she said. Mars yelped, and quickly zipped it up
again, blushing furiously. 
	"Hmmm, I dunno...I could probably think of something to put in
there," Ami said from where she stood beside a bin of "toys". Makoto
and Minako facefaulted. 

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