And moving on to another one:

This story, while NOT a lemon and NO real crass words are used, is
gratuitous.

Well, might as well stop reading then. :P

Being a queen was a 24/7 responsibility she had found out early on.  She
had nearly gone mad with all the stress in those early days, but
fortunately, her advisors and senshi intervened and forced her to take a
break whenever they felt she needed one.  Over the years, that 'break'
translated into one day a month where she could do anything she wanted to
while the city tried to make do without her.  Which meant mostly that her
husband ended up signing documents the entire day.  She was going to get
retribution she was sure when his day of rest came.

Nice working agreement there.

She raced to her closet to find something... less

I'd drop the ellipses. Not really necessary.

 regal for the day.

Everything that stared back at her was white, long, and elegant.  She made
a face at them.

Except for the crotchless leather outfit. But that was only worn for
Endy-chan's benefit.

Serenity sighed and suffered under the woman's accusing looks.
Surprisingly, that was all Miriam did, except mutter something about
inconsiderate despots that didn't think about their lowly servants,

Sounds like Usagi, all right. :)

 before

shuffling away.  The old woman's gait was deliberately slow like that of

an

old woman, even though Serenity knew that underneath those wrinkles and
graying hair was a woman that could outrun some of her castle guards.
Before her favorite

favorite what? servent? It's not clear to me.

Serenity smiled as Miriam remembered to use her earthborn name despite
objecting to it so vehemently at first.

Miriam: After all, Usagi is such a stupid name. I wouldn't even name my pet
rabbit that.

 However, they both knew that she

had gone against habit by letting the woman service her this morning.

That just sounds so naught. I think 'serve' would be better, unless you want
to evoke a rather naughty image.

Suddenly the weight of years fell down upon Serenity's shoulders.
Normally, the passage of time was not noticeable to her, but when she saw
it personified in people she had grown to love, her thoughts invariably
went to her husband and friends, wondering how they managed the long days,
and the

here I would drop 'the' even though it might gramattically be correct. It
sounds better to me.

"You seemed a little sluggish, and a little cold splash raises the
spirits," Miriam shrugged.  "Get into the water now."

water, now (I think)

Usagi only pouted for a moment for

'before' instead of 'for'

 doing what she was told.  In here,

where she was stripped of her clothes, she felt as if she regressed to

that

of a child.

Awkward. I'd reword that. Nothing coming to me at the moment.

 Miriam matching her perfectly, took on the role of the strict

mother and began to scrub hard at her skin until it shone pink.

And then red, as the skin came off and she began bleeding.

 *I asked

for this,* she thought ruefully as the maid was less gentle now that she
was 'Usagi' rather than the Serenity.  Usagi noticed that she didn't think
of herself as Serenity anymore.  *Maybe I did need that splash.*

"So what's your schedule today?" Miriam asked as she scrubbed harder at
imagined dirt.

Miriam: Out! Out, damn spot!

Miriam shook her head disapprovingly, "I don't know how they find the
time."

Usagi: They don't. They  have flunkies run them.

"They might be busy with royal staff stuff, but I don't think they'll give
up their little side jobs for anything.  I'm jealous of them.  The only
thing I wanted to be was a housewife,"

Wah! I wanted to be a dictator. I guess we just can't get what we always
want. :P

"Ms. Tsukino?" Ami asked briskly as she slid into the private room, her
head down gazing at the clipboard.  The name was familiar.

I guess it has been a long time for Ami.

"I see you almost everyday," Ami said, blinking.

"As the Queen and it's always business.  I missed seeing you as Usagi."

Ami finally understood

Obviously Usagi was developing a split personality. It meant her and the
other inners could have some real fun now.

 and the smile that was threatening to break out,

did.  She impulsively hugged her friend of so many years, "I missed seeing
you too.

you, too. (I think)

Usagi smiled, hoping Ami would do this for her.  She turned around, tilted
her head and moved her two long pony tails aside.  "Undo my dress for me?"

"O-Okay," Ami stuttered.  She slowly walked to the edge of the bed where
Usagi said.  Her years as a surgeon helped to keep her hands steady as she
reached for the zipper of the yellow sundress and pulled it down.

Ah, and here we come to the Lime, I would assume.

 The

zipper's course traveled past soft shoulder blades, pure white bra straps,
an exquisite arch of smooth, unblemished skin, to the small of her back
where a hint of cotton white panties could be seen peeking out if one
looked, which Ami did.

Heh. It's amazing how your imagery and attention to detail perk up in
paragraphs like this, Donny. :)

Ami broke out of her trance-like state to shake her head jerkily.  "No,
nothing at all.  I just wanted to make sure.  Can never be too careful.
Breath in, hold for a few seconds and then breath out."

Usagi did as she ws

was

Ami's opinion of the slightly protruding belly was entirely the opposite
as she felt goosebumps raise travel along the arm holding the stethoscope
as she watched that so very cute belly button play peekaboo underneath her
outstretched arm.

hehehehe. You're an evil man.

She wet her lips, her tongue wanting to licking

lick

Ami felt her hands start to tremble again, and the ophthalmoscope almost
bent in her grip.  Trusting doe eyes, delicate little ears, and a pouting
mouth that screamed to be kiss were next to be examined, she thought
glumly.

The normally five minute exam took thirty.

Heh, again.

* * * * *

Usagi waved good bye to Ami, who waved back weakly.  *Poor Ami.  I knew I
shouldn't have bothered her.  She was busy enough and because she was my
friend, she spent extra care looking after me.  I should do something for
her next time.  I wonder what I could do.*

So caught up was she in her thoughts as she raced out of the hospital to
make her appointment with Makoto, she didn't notice someone standing in
front of her on the sidewalk.  She flinched as she bumped and waited for
the inevitable hard flop to the crystal ground.  It never came.  She

peaked

peeked

"I didn't know you were back in town.  You should have told me," Usagi
mock admonished.  Haruka was one of the few people that remembered not to
call her Serenity outside of office.

of the office.

"I only dropped by for the day.  I needed some more fuel for the car."

"You're still running it?" Usagi squealed.

Usagi: Combustion engines were outlawed a hundred years ago due to their
destructionof the environment. In the name of the Moon, I must punish you!

* * * * *

"I'm surprised nobody's complained about you," Usagi said from the back
seat as she looked out the window.

Haruka adjusted the rearview mirror.  Nothing.

Nothing behind them? It's not clear to me.

  "Being a hero to the

people has it's

its

perks.  It just isn't the same as those newer models that

run on water."

"Where do you get the gas?  I didn't think anybody sold it anymore,"

Heh. I see I wasn't far off in my joke.

 Usagi

said, turning her attention back to Haruka.

*Maybe if I turn the mirror this way.  Ah, white

Oh. I see. I get it now. It works fine. I wonder if Michiru would
disapprove, or try to sneak a peek herself.

.*  "It's not like I'm

without means.  I've stockpiled quite a bit away when I heard the news."

"You're right you know.

right, you

Knowing it was impossible to keep anything from Michiru, Haruka replied,
"White."

"How plain.  Must have been boring for you," Michiru said, knowing the
opposite to be more the truth.

Ah. So Ruka is a 'meat and potatoes' kind of lesbian. Who'd a thunk it? :)

"So... you want to go back to our hotel room?"

"..."

"I could wear my hair in pony tails again."

That's evil.

Makoto blushed, "I wanted us to enjoy a meal for once without
interruption.  I hate having to yell over everyone or get called away for

a

special order when we're in the middle of a conversation."

"But this is your busiest hour," Usagi said guiltily.

Right. Like being a senshi in the Kingdom isn't going to pay enough for her
to keep her resteraunt running for a hundred years if they didn't have a
customer the entire time.

"Making sure my friend has a good time on her day off is more important.
And no eating fast or less so that I can open sooner.  I already have it
set so that I'll reopen in three hours whether you eat everything or not."

"Okay, then I guess I better eat everything to pay you back."

"I'm sure I made enough this time," Makoto declared.  "You won't eat it
all."

"We'll see."  Usagi had been starving herself with lesser portions for the
last couple of days in preparation.

What a glutton.

"Oh... my," Usagi could only whisper out as she slurped down a tofu dish
so soft it felt like it wasn't even there.  "Mm, thanks Makoto," Usagi

said

when her friend leaned forward to wipe off some of the tofu on the side of
her mouth.

with her tongue.

See, I can do it too. :)

Makoto jerked her hand away, not even realizing that she had moved
forward, so concentrated was she

awkward. I'd say something more like ' as focused as she was in watching' or
something.

 in watching Usagi's glazed look, with tofu

sliding into her mouth and along the sides.  She clutched her hands in her
lap to avoid further embarrassment as the woman reached for a shishkabob.
Usagi had a habit of licking and sucking all of the glaze off first before
meticulously eating each piece slowly.  Makoto put extra glaze on it.

Just plain evil.

Usagi moaned as she licked the underside of the kabob, then stuck it in
her mouth to suck at the juices of the tomatoes, steak, and glaze running
together.

Endymoon: And with talent like that can you believe the bitch won't go down
on me? It's not so good to be the king, let me tell you.

Adoration turned to pure love in that moment.  "Makoto, marry me."

Heh. Actually that feels a bit too forced. Up till now you've been more
subtle about that sort of thing.

"It's alright," Usagi said, trying to put up a brave front as she
sniffled.  "All this food made me forget I was eating _with_ someone

rather

than by myself.  I had most of the cake and I shouldn't be complaining."

"I made the food for you, Usagi.  You're my guest and you have every right
to eat all that you did.  You'd think I'd have learned how to be a good
host after all these years.  And you don't look very sorry with cake all
over your face,"

face."

Makoto giggled suddenly as the humor of the situation got

to her.  They were both covered in cake that they had been trying to eat

in

an attempt to get the larger share, so sincerity was hard to accept by
either person.  "Here, let me help you wipe some cake off."

"With my tongue." And Makoto proceeded to lick her majesty clean.

Usagi nodded, and without warning she droppped her dress to the floor
leaving her bare for barely a second before being replaced by her Senshi
uniform.  "Makoto?"  *She's in shock again, I should have said something
before I did that.  Nobody has seen me in this in years.  I never knew
Makoto was this prone to shock before.*

Heh.

Few things surprised Minako anymore with all her experience.  However,
those things did not include Usagi, hair down and flowing wildly, baring
down on her in a sailor fuku that might as well have not been there for

all

it covered.  Words failed her as she was almost tackled to floor by the
woman's exuberance.

Minako shouted, "Knock it off, Usagi! I'm not a dyke and am not turned on by
this in the least."

This was something Minako had not seen in years.  "There's something
different about your suit than from what I remember."  The wings.  They
were folded, which meant they had to be much longer, and were a lot more
'real' looking.  The broach that was customarily in front of her suit was
moved to the side like a pin, revealing a lower neckline with a hint of
cleavage.  On impulse she reached down and flipped Usagi's skirt up.
White, but with pink hearts.  "You've changed the panties too?"

Heh

Usagi allowed herself to be led through the racks and aisles of clothes
with Minako acting as a tour guide, pointing to the cuter outfits along
with the uglier ones.  It didn't take long before her own shopping
instincts exerted themselves and she picked up various clothes before
Minako could get at them.  Her instincts were honed by hours at the mall
and through her friend's selections, Usagi got an idea of what the general
trends were.  Skin was apparently in with all the items Minako were

picking

up.  The more skin something will show, the better, if she interpreted the
'oohing' and the 'ahhing' correctly.

Heh.

When they finally got all of the clothes they wanted to try on, Minako
brought Usagi to a large dressing room where they could both fit into.  "I
got the video equipment you asked for."

"Thanks, it was something I picked up from Luna when I was rehearsing how
to speak in public.  Mirror's

Mirrors

Usagi picked up the first item, modesty made her hesitant at changing in
front of another woman.  She scolded herself for being foolish when Minako
started to strip and pull on a body hugging wool sweater.  It was like she
hadn't stripped in front of people, since her maids dressed her every day,
and it was definitely not like Minako was some lecher.

More like a slut than a lecher.

"I can imagine how beautiful it would be," Usagi murmured as she looked at
the mirror, mistaking what or rather who Minako was praising.

Before Minako could say anything else, a catch in her throat stopped her
as she stared at the shimmering fabric.  The material she had chosen for
Usagi was even thinnner

thinner

Minako smirked when Usagi lifted up a blue baby doll night shirt.  "I
thought I might spruce up your marriage a bit."

"My marriage is going quite fine, thank you very much,"

Usagi: We argue, then fall asleep every night. Sometimes we'll have sex once
a week, when we feel frisky. Just like a married couple.

her eyes still

wide at the myriad of lingerie.  She really didn't have any except for the
one she got for her honey moon.

honeymoon

"I'm sure he'll thank you if he doesn't get a heart attack after seeing
this.... Minako!" Usagi yelled as the material started to rip away from

her

skin as she stalked over to the pile of clothes she had yet to try on.

Minako giggled.  "It wouldn't have ripped so fast if it fit you better.
Did you gain a pound or two since the last time?"

Gained it in the last hour, probably.

Usagi refused to dignify that with an answer and called up her senshi
uniform to cover her assets, and then lower

lowered

her arms from over her breasts

to her hips.  "Your turn."

"Eep," Minako squeaked, wondering if she had taken her joke a bit too far.

"Stockings, I think," Usagi cackled, decidedly giddy at having a real live
doll to play dress up with.  "Strip girl."

Strip, girl.

*I like yours better.  After your growth spurt, they became long, slender,
and not at all heavily muscled like a tomboy like me,* was what Minako
wanted to say.

Along with, *You really need to shave them more often, since the queen
shouldn't have hairy legs.*

Rei felt the air stir and took a step back, predicting Usagi's appearance.

"Oops, you weren't supposed to see that," Usagi said sheepishly as she
materialized from her teleport.

Why?

"I didn't eat _that_ much.  And grace comes easy when most of the city is
flat crystal," Usagi replied wryly.  As close as they have

had

"The temple can protect itself, the city can't," Rei said with a hint of
pride, touching the wooden gate to the Temple, another rarity.  "Anyway,

we

better get a move on.  The sacred fire's been whining all day, waiting for
you to show up."

Heh.

"I think you're exaggerating," Usagi blushed at the compliment, not used
to getting it from Rei.

"Well, maybe," Rei lied.  "There's a set of clothes you can change into in
my room.  I'll meet you... inside."  In hindsight, Rei realized she should
not have changed yet so that she could have an excuse to join Usagi.

What?! Now such thoughts I would buy from the others, but from Rei it makes
it terribly OOC. :)

It was only a moment after she sat down at the fire

'next to the fire' sounds better to me

"I remember.  The sacred fire threatened to spank me if it could somehow
form hands and a paddle."

"It thought you wasted it's

its

"Hey, how come I never get to see that color?" Rei asked, but her question
went ignored as the room became dark and only the flame and Usagi remained
visible.  She felt her skin tingle as the spiritual power in the room rose
to levels she had not witnessed since the last purification rites Usagi

had

done.

Rei's eyes fixated themselves to an area just above Usagi's head.  It was
only a second before Usagi's astral projection appeared.  Nude.  Always
nude.  Rei's current working theory was that the purer a person was, the
less clothes he or she wore.  Or, it could be that her grandpa

grandpa's

Usagi yawned, her expression deliriously happy.  Smoke rings floated above
the flame as if it was smoking a cigarette.  Rei wondered if this could be
considered adultery, but shook her head to clear those thoughts.

Heh

"You were just purified...," Rei started, but stopped and thought of
seriously slapping herself for complaining to get in the furo with Usagi.

"My spirit yes.  My body no.  I don't think you want to sleep with me so
smelly," Usagi grimaced.  "I just thought we could share like we did back
then.  If you don't want to, I can do it myself, just don't complain about
me using all the hotwater."

hot water

"You could have waited for me," Usagi shivered as she shook off the cold
water she splashed over herself before hand.

"Ugh," Rei replied, not noticing that it wasn't exactly a word, but then
her mind could not be bothered with things like language as it checked
Usagi out.  She quickly grabbed the washcloth she place

placed

"Usagi," Rei said gently, for the first time not flinching from the love
in her friend's eyes and not caring if her own love was apparent.  "When
you ask for our help, we give it willingly.  Not because we're your
soldiers, but because we're your friends.  If we ever say no to you, it'll
be because you ask for something stupid, like all the candy in the world."

Usagi laughed nervously and decided to remove that particular idea from the
agenda for tomorrow's law-making session.

"I've got some extra PJs

As in 'Peanut butter and Jelly,' which she intended to rub all over Usagi's
body, and then she would dine.

Rei was trying hard not to imagine herself doing it.  "Uh, wouldn't you,"
she started to say when Usagi began to lay down only to slide off the edge
of the bed, "...slip off the bed without any friction holding you in
place?"

Heh

"No," Mars snapped.  Though it had been close, so dangerously close.  It
was the first time she didn't advert her gaze.  Had it been anyone but
Usagi, they would probably have seen the unconditional love and lust in

her

eyes.

"Well, I couldn't do it either," Jupiter said, patting Mars's hand.  "I
don't know what it's so hard, I just couldn't say it.  Three little

words."

"Give me sex."

"Usagi would be doubly hurt if she didn't reciprocate it.  She would never
ever try to hurt us and would be pained both by the knowledge that she
_did_ in fact hurt us and the knowledge that we were in pain.  Could any

of

us live with that thought of her going through the centuries like that?"
Mercury asked, already knowing the answer like the others

They all nodded. No risk was to great to get a hottie in bed.

* * * * *

The End. (maybe)

Just a plain bastard, you are. :)

Nice. Prose flowed well. Just light-hearted lime fare. Good work.

D.B. Sommer



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