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[GENTLE READERS: Do not read this until you've read my previous story, A Chibi Chibi Lemon", otherwise, this story probably won't make much sense to you. This is not a sequel, however, because the action in this fanfic, and in that story are all taking place at the same time--and episode. This fanfic, and the plot of its predecessor, "A Chibi Chibi Lemon", are loosely based on Sailor Stars Episode # 184: Futarikiri no Yoru! Usagi no Pinch [Just the Two at Night! Usagi's Pinch] /(^_~)\
A Chibi Chibi Lemon II: Car Trouble
by Esmerodo
SCENE: Outside Usagi's house. Haruka is sitting at the wheel of her sportscar, Michiru sitting next to her.
Michiru looks over at Haruka, with an expression of ever-so-faint disbelief on her calm, composed face. "So...still haven't found the source of the trouble? Wanna try starting the engine again?"
Haruka, staring yearningly at Usagi's house, her face distracted, does not reply for a moment, then coming to herself with a jerk, clears her throat and answers, "Errrr...no, I think I need to let the engine cool a while before trying it again. Ummmm...it's getting cold out, isn't it?"
Michiru, that shrewd expression of disbelief still on her face, proffers a thermos. "Here, have some coffee. Not that I think you need any heating up, my dear."
"And what's THAT supposed to mean?" Haruka flares indignantly.
Michiru's lips curl with faint amusement. "Well, let's see. You love that car more than you love ME. It's your baby, isn't it? But tonight, all of a sudden, on the very night we hear that the VERY Pretty Soldier Sailor is ALL ALONE ALL NIGHT in her house, you mysteriously experience engine trouble, and the car breaks down, RIGHT OUTSIDE USAGI'S HOUSE. What a coincidence, ne? I am much better at tuning violins than tuning engines, but you know what I think? I think your car has Odango trouble!"
For a moment, Haruka's face is frozen in a mixture of embarrassment and guilt, and she can't seem to find a word to say. Then, she tosses her head airily, "Hmmmph. That's just your suspicious mind talking, Michiru. My sole concern is for the welfare and safety of our Princess and our Galaxy and our mission to protect them, as always. OF COURSE, I'm concerned about our Princess being all alone! What would be more natural?"
[Besides, Haruka thought to herself, if the Enemy DOES decide to attack our Princess tonight, that Sailor Aluminum Siren is REALLY hot! Could I give HER some World Shaking!]
Suddenly, there is a distinctively Usagi-like screech from inside the house. "Chibi Chibi!!"
Haruka points towards the house. "There! What did I tell you? She's in trouble!"
"Sure she is," Michiru replies sarcastically. "In trouble from the toddler terror, Chibi Chibi! Isn't it time you and I walked away, as we usually do, unless our Princess is at death's door? Uranus and Neptune are WAY too important Senshi to bother with anything short of Armegeddon, ne? Didn't we agree on that?"
"Welll....." Haruka sighes reluctantly. "I COULD just have a quiet peek and make sure all is well...."
"A quiet peek, huh?" The fish-eyed sideways glance Michiru gives Haruka, shows how much she thinks of this idea.
At that moment, a masculine voice cries out, "Gomen ne, Odango!"
Haruka's eyes blaze. "DAMN and DAMN and DAMN and DAMN! Seiya's there."
Michiru pats Haruka's arm soothingly. "Never mind. Better luck next time. If you keep getting car breakdowns EVERY night, I'm sure one night, you'll catch her alone."
"If you think I'm leaving her alone with the likes of that--that--- Seiya, you have another think coming! I don't trust him as far as I could throw him! And oh, would I like an excuse to throw him!" Haruka stalks off towards Usagi's back window, hiding behind the bushes to get a, well, a quiet peek.
Michiru shrugs, smiles indulgently, and follows Haruka in her Spying Mission. After a few moments, Michiru whispers to Haruka, "Really, my dear, don't you think it a little beneath us to gaze into Usagi's shower stall?"
There's a cry from inside the bathroom, a hand fumbles blindly for the faucet, then the shower curtain parts as the person inside stumbles around.
"Oh....my....God!" Haruka's eyes are bulging out. "Seiya! Seiya's a....GIRL!"
Michiru pats her arm again. "Now dear, don't get TOO excited. Frankly, I don't think Seiya's Backstreet Boys rendition in female voice is much improvement on that saccharine pop nightmare of his, I mean, hers, 'Search For Your Love.' If music be your food of love, Haruka, I could always do my violin concerto strip tease for you at home, you know. In any case, I don't know why you're so surprised about Seiya. Haruka, you, of all people, should know that clothes don't make the man!"
Michiru begins tugging on Haruka's arm, but she is rooted to the spot, drinking in the sight.
At that moment, Seiya reaches for the shower faucet, adjusts the temperature...and his body is all man, again. "Oh, DAMN and DAMN and DAMN and DAMN!!" Haruka sputters. She does not listen to Seiya's bawdy song about young girls and what he'd like to do to them. She looks utterly crestfallen, and turns away from the window.
Michiru tugs her arm again. "Come on, let's go home."
Haruka looks at her appealingly. "Can't we hang out on a tree branch for a while?"
"Whatever turns you on, dear. I know you love playing voyeur in the treetops. Anything to keep you happy. Come on then, up we go!" The two transform to Sailor Uranus and Sailor Neptune, and vault high into a conveniently located tree, across the street from Usagi's house.
After a few moments, the Ecchi Inner Senshi show up at Usagi's door. Haruka pokes Michiru in the ribs. "See? I'm not the only one who thinks we should check up on Usagi! Wait a minute...you don't think that they...that they...have the hots for Odango too?" She looks at Michiru in shock.
Michiru shakes her head vehemently. "What *I* think is that you've read WAY too many lemons, if you think those girls have the hots for Usagi." Uranus turns a guilty bright red.
The girls go inside the house. The suspense is killing Haruka, who can't get a good view from her tree branch.
But all too soon, Chibi Chibi comes running out of the house, waving aloft a bath towel, followed by a completely naked Seiya, followed by a determined Usagi, followed by Rei, Minako, Makoto and Ami, bringing up the rear as usual, pretending she's not all that interested in Seiya's full frontal and rear views.
"Well, I never!" Haruka sputters. "Didn't I always say, those Inner Senshi are far more interested in chasing men than in following their True Mission!"
"What's truly pathetic," responds a contemptuous Michiru, "is that they're all chasing after the same man! But that just goes to show, that they aren't in a class with we Outer Senshi at all! They simply aren't worthy!"
"But never mind," Michiru continued, looking oddly pleased about the turn of events. "Let's go home, strolling ever so elegantly, as we do so well. Leave the car here. And on the way home, you can decide what my personal performance for you will be. It's your turn to choose the lingerie!" Michiru smiles triumphantly, as a certain gleam appears in Haruka's eyes.
"I get to pick the lingerie? What are we waiting for!"
[EXIT Sailor Uranus and Sailor Neptune, striding most elegantly into the sunset.]
THE END.
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This has been another twist of lemon from my twisted alter-ego, Esmerodo. Who knows when her Strange Muse will appear again? I know you weren't expecting this little bon-bon under your Christmas Tree, but here it is!
I wish you all, a Steamy Christmas and an Anime-Filled 2001!
Sayonara!
Pandora-sama----------~~~~((~~~((@ December 20, 2000
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Pandora Diane MacMillan of Crystal Toronto, CanadaE-mail: esmerodo888@home.com
