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Hello everyone! Come back to enjoy my third chapter? Wonderful! ^_^

Thanks to Moon-Daisuke, Kawaii Neko and Deep Serenity for their
wonderful reviews. You\'re inspiring me to keep this story going!

As always, Sailor Moon and the Starlights do not belong to me. I
like borrowing them for mini-torture sessions. Unfortunately, there doesn\'t
seem to be much torture yet in this...Oh well. I\'ll see what I can do.

It\'s funny, because I didn\'t intend for this to all be one story. They were
meant to be separate one-shot stories. As a result, each chapter is like a
story within a story. I\'ll try to keep up the quality, and maybe even increase it
as the chapter-stories continue.

Edit: WOW! I’m a five-star writer! Didn’t know THAT would happen! o_o
As I can see from the list of Sailor Moon fics, it’s not as if it doesn’t
happen often, but still! I’m very surprised and pleased that people like my
work. Please, keep reviewing, and maybe I’ll either continue this one again
or post something new. I always have fiction between these two to put up
^_^ Not all of it is R-rated, but I have a fanfiction.net account I’ll be putting
that stuff up on soon. My penname there is Kou Taiki-san (one story so far,
a Star Trek: Enterprise one that ended REALLY badly x_x)

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~Chapter Three: Domestication~

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Moonbeams danced across the living-room floor, creating patterns of light
and shadow on the hard wood. Soft creaks and moans punctured the silence
as the house settled for the night. All was quiet.

All, that is, except for a strain of music that danced through the air. No
words, just a sweet melody that floated around the first floor from the
kitchen, where Yaten was busy, humming as she putting the dishes into the
dishwasher.

Her silver hair was pulled back into a loose, messy ponytail, and she was
dressed in a pair of blue silk pyjamas. Her feet were bare, silently padding
back and forth from the stove and the counter to the dishwasher. She
suddenly stopped, blowing hair out of her face, and leaned against the
kitchen counter thoughtfully, propping herself up on her elbows.

She had just recently rediscovered daydreaming. Mmm...some of the things
her unconscious mind showed her were...well...let\'s just say she wouldn\'t
even admit them to Taiki. Others were pretty tame. She stared at the moon,
her eyes unfocused, imagining. Soft blushes passed over her cheeks every
once in a while, but her body remained perfectly still.

\"Hey.\"

Yaten jumped, breaking away from fantasy land and whirling around. \"Seiya-
baka!\" She cried softly, breathing hard. She hated it when he snuck
up on her like that.

He laughed. \"Sorry, sorry.\" He waved his hands, azure eyes twnkling in the
little light from the window. \"I couldn\'t help it. You were off in your own
little world, just begging for someone to sneak up on you.\" His
eyebrows suddenly waggled suspisciously. \"What were you thinking
about, anyway?\"

She flushed a dark crimson. \"None of your business.\" She responded tartly,
brushing her silver hair out of her face.

He grinned. \"Ahh....thought you were daydreaming there.\" He nudged her
with his elbow, a sly grin on his face. \"What was it about, hmm?\"

\"Seiya, I thought I told you it was none of your business.\" Yaten huffed,
sticking her tongue out at the black-haired teen. She then turned and
continued with the dishes.

Seiya laughed at this. \"Wow. You two are together for a week and you\'re
already domesticated.\"

She gave him a grin, baring her nails. \"Only half. I could still attack you if
you want.\"

He shuddered, stepping out of her range. \"No thanks. I like feeling no pain,
thank you.\"

Laughing, the silver-haired teen continued with the dishes. \"Awww, but
Seiya, I like causing you pain. It\'s fun.\"

\"For some strange reason, that sounds incredibly kinky.\" He commented,
then suddenly jerked away as Yaten slapped him, peridot eyes glaring. \"Not
like that, baka! You know what I mean.\"

They continued like this for some time, trading off insults and the like, until
the silver-haired teen finally finished the dishes. She then turned and headed
for the stairs, pausing to look back at the black-haired teen. \"Are you going
back upstairs, or are you going to stay down here for a little while longer?\"

\"Nah, I\'ll stay down here for a while longer. Go, go.\" He shooed her off.
\"Go have fun with Taiki. I\'m sure he\'s expecting you.\"

She stuck her tongue out at him. \"You know, I can tell you\'re jealous, Seiya.
Don\'t be. You\'ll find someone sooner or later.\" She grinned, then hurried up
the stairs.

Seiya sighed, leaning back against the counter. \"I hope it\'s sooner rather than
later...\" He muttered wistfully, staring at the ceiling.

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\"Hey.\"

Taiki looked up from his notebook and smiled. \"Hey yourself, beautiful.\" He
patted the bed beside him. \"Come here.\"

She willingly obeyed, walking over and sitting beside him, curling up in his
arms. Reaching up, she gently stroked his cheek. \"I think Seiya\'s jealous.\"

\"Of course he is. He\'s been trying to win the Princess\'s affection for years,
even when he was chasing after Usagi-san. She\'s so involved with her duties,
though, that she barely notices him.\" Taiki clucked his tongue wistfully. \"It\'s
pretty sad. She needs someone to love, and so does he. A relationship
would be good for both of them, despite the laws against such a thing.\"

Yaten giggled slightly. \"You fall in love, and now you\'re matchmaker? I
thought that was Minako-san\'s job.\"

He laughed too. \"She can spread the wealth. Anyway...\" He gently touched
her nose. \"Did you come up just to hang out?\"

\"Of course not.\" She turned and kissed him. \"Come here, handsome.\"
Gripping his shoulders, she pulled him towards her, deepening the kiss as
the two toppled back onto the bed.

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\"Mmmmm...\"

Golden clouds of bliss had replaced the crimson fog of lust as light of the
same golden colour filtered in through the blinds. Yaten turned over, leaning
against her lover\'s chest and sighed contentedly. She reached up and gently
played with Taiki\'s loose auburn hair. He groaned softly, turning his face into
her hand, nuzzling it gently. \"Hey...\"

\"Hey yourself.\" She murmured, her hand smoothing over his forehead,
brushing hair out of his face. \"You feeling okay this morning?\"

\"Mmm-hmm...\" He hummed softly, looking around the room with bleary
violet eyes. Clothes were strewn all over the floor, his and Yaten\'s. \"We\'re
going to need to clean up in here...\"

\"Here, you rest. I\'ll start. You\'re more tired than I am anyway.\" Yaten gently
kissed his nose, then stretched and got out of bed. She picked up her robe
and shrugged it on, firmly tying up the belt before starting to lean down and
pick up a few articles of clothing.

Suddenly, the room gave a violent spin. She collapsed, clutching her
stomach, as it threatened to heave and make a mess of the floor and the heap
of clothes in her arms. \"Oh, gods!\"

Taiki immediately sat up, alarmed. \"Koibito-chan, what\'s wrong?\" he asked,
his voice laced heavily with concern.

\"I...I don\'t...know...\" She sounded breathless, squeezing the load of clothes
in her arms as if they might anchor her and stop her spinning, but to no avail.
She dropped them and stood, stumbling into the bathroom and kneeling over
the toilet bowl. A horrible retching sound followed.

Taiki stood, shrugging on his own robe and hurrying into the bathroom.
Kneeling behind her, he slipped one arm around her waist and used the other
hand to help hold back her long silver hair. He whispered soft words of
comfort in her ear as she retched. When she pulled back, she was crying.

\"What is it? What\'s wrong?\" He asked her, worried. She gave a few sharp
coughs before responding. \"I...I feel...terrible...all nauseated and dizzy. It\'s
almost as if I\'m really, really sick this morning.\" She wiped her streaming
eyes, grimacing.

Taiki\'s violet eyes suddenly went wide. Very wide. *Oh crap....please,
Gods...tell me I\'m wrong...please...* He prayed swiftly,
thinking back to the night before. Had they used protection? He couldn\'t
remember, now.

Suddenly, she realized what she had said too. Her own eyes widened as she
turned to look at Taiki. \"Oh gods...could it be...?\"

\"I don\'t know!\" He cried, frustrated. He ran his hands through his auburn
bangs, pulling them away from his face. Trying to think beyond the crimson
haze after they had made love the night before, hoping against hope that this
was some stomach flu or something. Not...

\"Taiki?\" Yaten\'s voice was meek, hardly even there. He looked at her, stared
into her eyes. \"What? What is it?\"

\"I don\'t think it\'s the flu...\"

He began to shake slightly, his expression inquiring, but fearful as well.
\"Why?\"

She looked away and swallowed hard before responding. \"I...I think I can
sense something else...inside me...something...that...\" She halted, looking up
into his eyes. \"Something that wasn\'t there before last night.\"

\"Oh holy Goddess...\" He whispered, his voice tight. He put his arms around
her, now very nervous. What would Seiya do if he found out??

\"We need to be sure, though. I mean, I\'m too nervous to know if it\'s
something real or just a glitch in my empathic radar.\" She hastily responded,
gently putting her hands on his arms. \"It might be absolutely nothing.\"

\"Not to sound rude, but I kinda hope it is nothing...\" He muttered. \"We\'re
way too young to be having kids...and Senshi pregnancies have always been
very hard to abort.\"

Suddenly, something very frightening struck Yaten. She clutched at her
lover’s arms, digging in her nails.

“What?? What is it? What’s wrong?” He asked her, terribly concerned. A
very horrible feeling seeped into the pit of his stomach, as if he wasn’t sure
he wanted to hear what she was going to say.

\"Taiki....what about the Princess??\"

\"Oh gods.\" His blood suddenly ran cold. What would the
Princess say??

\"In any case, we have to find out whether or not I\'m...\" She swallowed,
unable to actually say it. \"...before we do anything.\"

\"Right...but how?\" He asked her. \"Seiya\'ll start to suspect something if one
of us goes and buys a test. I mean, that\'s pretty obvious.\"

She sighed. \"I think the best thing to do is wait. Once I\'m calmed down a
little, I should be able to tell whether there\'s something here...\" She gently
placed a hand on her lower belly. \"...or not.\"

He smiled softly, gently nuzzling her cheek. \"Well, it\'s off to bed with you
anyway. Whether or not there\'s anything...ahem...wrong, you should
still get some rest.\"

\"Yeah, I probably should...\" She was still staring at her lower abdomen,
wondering if there was actually a tiny Kinmokuseijin growing there. A
strange feeling swept through her. \"Taiki?\"

Taiki turned to look at her, confused by the odd tone in her voice. \"Yes?\"

\"If I am...well...\" She carefully skimmed over the word by mouthing it. \"I...
I want to keep it.\"

He gently placed a hand over hers, on her abdomen. \"It\'s your decision, of
course.\" He smiled at her, kissing her gently. \"But I must say...I do too.\"

She smiled, leaning her head on his shoulder. \"I\'m tired...\"

\"Come to bed, then.\" He picked her up and carried her into her room, gently
putting her down on the bed. Before leaving, however, he gently kissed her
nose. \"I love you, koibito-chan. Sleep well.\"

\"Thank you, Taiki-chan. I love you too.\" She murmured, her eyes already
closed. She yawned once, then settled down to sleep. He turned to look at
her before shutting the door, a strange sort of pride welling up in his chest.
She was so beautiful...he had no idea what he had done to deserve such a
beautiful girlfriend. And if they were right...soon, a beautiful child. It would
be a girl, of course. Rarely were boys ever born into a Senshi line.

\"Goddess.\" He muttered, shaking his head. \"Look at me. We don\'t even
know whether it\'s real or not and I\'m already...\" He sighed, walking into his
room and shutting the door.

~*A few days later*~

Well, the results from Yaten\'s empathic scans were...inconclusive.
Something was there, then not. There, then not. There...well, you get the
idea.

The three were all sitting in the living room, chatting absently, reading, and
drawing. Suddenly, a voice at the door made them all look up.

\"Hello, you three. Have a nice time without your stuffy Princess around?\"

\"Princess!\" Seiya cried. \"What are you doing here?? I thought you were
delayed for another few days!\"

\"Sorry. The Council can\'t make up their minds.\" She grinned, setting down
her bag on the tile floor of the front hall. Her long fiery red hair flew out
behind her as she ran and hugged her guardians, one at a time.

She threw her arms around Yaten last, then suddenly froze. She pulled away,
frowning as she gazed her silver-haired guardian over. \"Is there something
you need to tell me, Yaten?\" Her crimson eyes were squinted suspisciously.

\"Umm...\" Yaten looked around, not wanting to meet Kakyuu\'s crimson gaze.
She didn\'t seem to be too happy that something was going on that she didn\'t
know about. \"Princess, there\'s quite a bit we haven\'t told you.\" She blushed,
sheepish, keeping her eyes averted from her Princess\'s.

\"Like what, Yaten?\" Her tone suddenly went very cold. The silver-haired teen
winced at the tone and softly whispered that the Princess should follow her
into another room. Both women proceeded to walk into one of the first
floor spare rooms. A long silence followed.

Suddenly, the door opened again, and Kakyuu\'s crimson-topped head
peeked out. \"Taiki, can we see you for a few moments, please?\"

He gulped. That didn\'t sound good. But he couldn\'t ignore a command from
his Princess, so he obeyed, walking into the room and shutting the door,
leaving poor Seiya to wonder what exactly was going on....

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Yay! Thanks to your wonderful reviews, I\'m keeping it up! Took me a while,
but I hope you all won\'t shoot me for it ^^0000 I\'ll take a while with the next
one too, because my writer\'s block is taking a while to erode again. Oh well.
But I\'ll try to get it up ASAP. Keep reviewing, please!

Oh, thank you Yaten (My friend Caitlin) for pulling me through the sandpit
of non-inspired-ism. THANK YOU!