Hi! Here's the second part to "Behind Blue Eyes." A big thanks to whoever gave me feed back on this story! It really helps and lets the chapters get out a lot quicker. You can send me feedback at: pinkmoonbeam01@hotmail.com Also you get stories A LOT faster when you join my mailing list at http://www.geocities.com/Paris/Boutique/2652 Thanks a bunch to my pre reader Hikari! Please read her stories! They're great. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sailor Moon. But also I'm pretty sure the story line and title are mine. Also Christian, Chesley belong to me. If you would like to use this story line or any of my made up characters you can e-mail me. RATED: PG-13 for sexual scenes and profanity. Behind Blue Eyes-Part 2 The figure of a 17 year old girl closed the front door of the large house as silently as possible not to wake the sleeping family. She removed her shoes and tip toed up the stairs but didn't get very far before she collided with a firm body, sending her on her butt. "What the hell," she heard a male voice whisper. "That's what I'm wondering, who in the hell are you," the girl whispered back angrily. The girl reached for a light switch and quickly changed her tone when she saw the figue of Mamoru in front of her. "Hi, my name is Chesley, I'm the Tskunio's cousin. I'm staying with them for a while," she said giving Mamoru a huge smile. "Uh hi. I'm the son of Usagi's parents' best friends, I'll be spending a month here," he replied giving her a lop sided smile. True he did love Usagi but it was his nature to be a flirt, and Chelsey was pretty. She was 5'4 with long, shiny, chestnut hair that reached down a little past her waist, a porcelian complexion and beautiful green eyes. "You won't tell will you?" Chesley whispered to him urgently. "Tell what?" Mamoru asked confused. "That I was sneaking in here past midnight. Uncle Ken would kill me! I mean they really don't like me anyway, you could say I was the black sheep of the family. I'm the result of a one night stand my mother had and she didn't want to keep me so she forced me upon her sister," she said no emotion in her voice. "So you're spending a month here?" she asked licking her lips. Mamoru didn't like this girl at all. Sure she was good maybe for a lonely night but all in all she was a whore and you could tell by what she was wearing. "I'm going to go get something to eat and then going to bed," Mamoru replied icily, maneuvering past her. Chelsey stared after him. "Well, Well, Well, this is one man Usagi's not going to get," she thought slyly as she continued her walk upstairs. Usagi was lying on her bed on her stomach absorbed in an algebra book. "Ohh, I just don't understand!" she whined. "Need a little help," she heard an all too familliar voice said. "Oh sure Mamoru, like a punk like you would ever undderstand algebra," she replied coldly. "Actually I am one of the smartest people in my whole college at Math," he drawled. Usagi sighed defeated. "Fine, I guess I could use a little help," she mumbled. Mamoru laid down on the bed next to her, his face uncomfortable close to hers. "I've met your cousin," he said casually taking a glimpse at her text book. A lump starting forming in her throat. "What?" she managed to choke out. "She seems nice enough, no offense but she seems a little slutty," Mamoru continued. "Hmp," Usagi said in reply. "I see you don't like Chesley very much," he commented. Usagi sighed,"She's like a doorknob, everybody gets a turn." Mamoru laughed a reply turning his attention back on her math book. "Why did I get like that because Mamoru liked Chelsey, what do I care if he might like her," Usagi thought to herself but quickly pushed those thoughts out of her mind. "Start from the beginnig and don't forget to change the problems around," he told her his hot breath on her face making chills go up and down her spine. She breathed in deeply his heavenly scent of cinnamon and roses that made her heart skip a beat. "What am I thinking! This Mamoru is the most arrogant, womanizer, most incerdibly handsome man I've ever met," she sighed. "C'mon Usagi snap out of it! This is Mamoru we're talking about," she silently scolded. "Do it with me," Mamoru said holding her hand. "WHAT?!" Usagi screamed. "You pervert-" Usagi stopped in mid-sentence as she saw the odd look Mamoru was giving her. "Do the problem with me," he replied pointing at the Math book, his eyebrow raised. "Oh," Usagi stammered settling back down, her cheeks bright red. They continued to work in silence. Mamoru looked at Usagi and chuckled, shaking his head, moving closer to Usagi continuing to give her directions. Chelsey watched the scene angrily. She stalked away murming something incoherent. "Oh what should I wear!" Usagi exclaimed tossing clothes on the floor looking frantically for something to wear. "What are you so busy doing," came the cold voice of Chelsey who was leaning against Usagi's archway. "I need an outfit for my date tonight with Christian," she replied icily. "Ah, a new boyfriend," Chesley said mockingly. "No! Don't you dare!" Usagi shouted urgently. "My little cousin does get the cutest boyfriends," she said with a laugh. "No, please, why do you always steal all my boyfriends away! You're nothing but a whore! They all dump you the next morning anyway!" Usagi shouted shoving her out of the room. "Fine! That Mamoru is probably much cuter anyway!" Chesley replied through the door and walking away. Usagi felt her mouth go dry and a lump start rising in her throat as she fought back the tears. "What do I care if she likes Mamoru!" she screamed recklessly. "Because you love him," her heart quietly remind her. "I love Christian!" she said angrily shaking "Do you?" her heart questioned her. Usagi shook her head to rid them of such thoughts and returned her attention upon the outfits strewn across the room but there was still a little aching in her heart. The doorbell rang exactly at seven o' clock at the Tskunio's large estate. "En Chenzo, answer that!" Usagi shouted from downstairs. "Yes miss," was the reply. "Mistress, you're date is here!" he shouted up at her. Usagi ran down stairs dressed in a long black skirt that went down to her ankles with two slits on each side the reached to mid thigh and a beautiful white sleevless blouse. She wrapped her arms around him and gave Christian a kiss on the cheek. Mamoru watched the spectacle his heart breaking. How he longed for Usagi to wrap her arms around him and say his name so lovingly. His eyes burned blue fire as Christian wrapped his arms around Usagi's, his Usagi's, waist. "What would she want with you when she could have Mr, Perfect over there," his mind mercilessly reminded him. Christian was dressed in a pair of khakis and a forest green pull over sweater over a white t-shirt. Mamoru sighed. "That's who Usagi deserves," Mamoru whispered half-heartedly turning around because he could no longer watch, but still in his heart was hope that maybe Usagi could be his. Still he would be damned if some kind of stuck-up yuppie got the girl he wanted.