SAILORS AT SEA A Sailor Moon Lemon by Sailor Mac "WOO HOO! WE'RE IN!" Lita almost knocked Serena on her rear, so great was her enthusiasm to grab her friend in a big hug. Serena struggled to steady herself so she wouldn't fall headfirst down the school steps. "We're in what?" she asked. "The finals of the cooking contest! They just called me into the office and told me! It's next weekend-and it's going to be aboard a cruise ship!" "A CRUISE SHIP?" Serena's pigtails nearly stood on end with excitement. "Now aren't you glad you let me talk you into being my assistant? And what's more, each one of us can take a guest! So that means that Ken and Darien can come with us!" "YYYEEEESSS!!" The two girls high-fived, laughing with anticipation of what was to come. Little did they know, there was more to that contest than met the eye. . . * * * Negaverse Supreme General Hematite sat on his throne, chuckling to himself. A cooking contest at sea. . .all those enthusiastic young people trapped in a floating tub. . .all that energy ripe for the plucking. . . "There's no way this could possibly go wrong," he said to his minions. "I want you to collect all their energy and bring it back to the Negaforce. We're going to need it for our big assault on the Sailor Scouts." * * * "Lita! Over here!" Serena called from the deck of the ship. Lita and Ken spotted her from the gangplank, and waved back. "Hi, guys!" Lita called. "Are we ready to win this thing?" "More than ready," Serena answered. "It's all Serena's talked about for days," Darien said. "Lita spent all last night practicing," Ken said. "By the time she was done, there was enough chicken cordon bleu to feed everyone in her building." "And they all loved it," Lita said. "Even crabby Mr. Hikaru said it was great." "Geez," said Serena. "If that sourpuss loved it, you *must* have a winner!" As the young couples chatted, they didn't notice the seemingly normal looking member of the crew who looked at them, sniggered, and then whispered into a remote communicator that looked like a wristwatch, "All is in readiness, General. Soon, we'll begin the attack." * * * "I have *never* been on a cruise ship before in my life," Lita said to Ken as they danced. "Me neither. I can't believe how gorgeous it is. I always thought that cruise ships were stuffy and cramped. . .this is like a floating casino." The young couple felt happy and a bit sleepy after a huge banquet in honor of the contestants. After the meal, Serena and Darien had gone up on the deck, while Lita and Ken had gone to the ballroom. "I just can't believe that we're here," Lita said. "When I entered the contest, they told me that I'd be competing against a hundred other cooks. I never dreamed I'd make the final five." "That's how good you are. You're *super* talented, Lita. You always have been. I remember when we were little kids, you used to make those 'stews' where you'd open up a can of soup and just add whatever was in the fridge to it. . .and it was always delicious. You're a natural." Lita snuggled closer to the man who had known her better than anyone else since they were tiny children, the man who she had once thought of as a friend-but whom she now knew was her one and only love. "I'm going to tell you something I would never admit to Serena or Darien," she said. "I'm scared out of my mind. I feel like my whole future is riding on this contest. All my life, I've dreamed about having my own restaurant. Winning this contest will make my dream come true. Cooking schools cost a lot of money. . .I don't know if I'd be able to afford it on my own." "Lita. . .you could do anything you wanted to do. You have courage, determination, and talent to burn. Do you know what a rare combination that is? No matter what life throws in your way, I *know* you'll achieve your goal. . ." He embraced her and ran his fingers down her ponytail. She wasn't kidding about being scared. . .he could feel how tense she was. If only I could do something to cheer her up, he thought. . . Then, he remembered a certain scene in a certain movie they had just seen, and an idea hit him. "Close your eyes," he said. "What?" "Close your eyes. I'm going to surprise you." "Ken, what have you got up your sleeve?" "You'll see. Just trust me. . ." She closed her eyes, and he steered her out of the ballroom and out onto the deck. She felt the cool night air against her skin. What the hell is he doing? she thought. She felt him guide her through groups of people, up a ramp, through more groups of people. . . Then, they came to a spot where she felt the wind in her face, and he was settling her in a certain spot, lifting her arms so they were straight out at her sides. . . He stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Okay. Now open your eyes." She did- and was greeted by a breathtaking sight. He had led her over the bow of the ship, and it looked like she was flying over the water. . .just like that scene in "Titanic." "Oh, my Gods," she laughed, "I'm flying!" "How does it feel?" "It feels great! It feels terrific! Oh, Gods, what a view. . ." They stood in silence for a long moment, just enjoying their closeness, the beauty of the sea, the sharp smell of the ocean air. Finally, she spoke. "I love you, you know that?" "I love you too." He kissed her neck softly, and she nestled her head into the hollow of his shoulder. "Do you want to go back to the ballroom?" he said. "No." "Me, neither." She turned toward him, and their lips met, softly at first, then the kiss deepened. She pulled his head closer to hers as her mouth opened, her tongue caressing his. Their arms wrapped around each other tightly, pulling their bodies so close together it felt like their flesh was melding together. Then, they slowly, reluctantly broke apart. But they exchanged a sweet smile that said volumes without words- that this separation was only temporary, that soon they would be even closer, as close as two people can possibly get. Their arms around each other's waists, they walked toward their cabin. * * * Officially, Lita and Serena were supposed to be staying in cabin 2A, Darien and Ken in cabin 2B. They had, of course, swapped roommates the moment they arrived on board. Lita fumbled with the key in her haste to get it into the lock. It didn't make it any easier that Ken was behind her, his arms around her waist, his lips leaving a trail of kisses up her neck. Finally, she got the damn door open, and they almost tumbled in. They didn't even bother to put on the light - they knew they wouldn't need it. They embraced each other tightly, mouths seeking each other out in the dark. She lightly bit his lower lip between breathless kisses, and he made a small growling noise in his throat. He reached up to undo her ponytail, running his fingers through her silken hair as it tumbled down. His hands then slipped downward, over her shoulders down to her breasts. He cupped and caressed them through her clothing, and this time, it was her turn to growl. The next few moments were a kind of clumsy ballet, as they pulled and fumbled with each other's clothing, garment after unwanted garment falling to the floor. When they were naked, they fell on the bed together. As they kissed, he took one breast in his hand, rubbing his palm over the nipple. She shuddered. Oh, honey, she thought, all you have to do is touch me and I nearly burst into flames. I love you so much. . . He began kissing down her neck, moving down to where his hands were. As his tongue made contact with a hardened peak, she groaned his name, tangling her fingers in his hair, urging him on to give her more, more, more. He flicked his tongue over the bud over and over, then took it in his lips and began sucking. She let out a very loud moan, her hips beginning to move in rhythm to the tugging of his mouth. He raised his head only to move to the other nipple, and as he pleasured it, his fingers began stroking up her thigh, getting closer, closer, closer to where she really wanted them. . . She jerked when he touched the center of her being, his fingers stroking the nub gently, gently, and waves of hot pleasure started screaming through every pore, every fiber of her body. She panted, her body writhing beneath him, just wanting this to go on and on and on. . .Then, suddenly, every muscle seemed to lock up, tense, then let go with ferocity, the pleasure exploding into huge fireworks as she cried out, shudder after delicious shudder wracking her. When she could think again, only one thing was on her mind. . .making him feel even better than he'd made her feel. She flipped him over on his back, her lips caressing his. "Now," she whispered, "there's one thing I need to know. . .where are you hiding the protection?" "Look in the side pocket of my carry-on." She found what she was looking for, and knelt beside him, just gazing at his manhood, marveling at how beautiful it looked to her. Taking it in her hand, she stroked it lovingly. "Lita," he whispered, "keep doing that. That feels so good. . .I love you. . ." "I love you too," she said, "and I'm about to show you how much." She bent her head down, running her tongue along the length of him. He let out a loud, throaty cry, and it was all the encouragement she needed. She took him in her mouth and began to suck on it, working him in and out, feeling him throb with desire. . . "Oh, Gods, baby!" he groaned, as she took it out, ran her tongue along it again, then resumed sucking. He's almost there, she thought. . .time for action. She pulled away, unwrapped the rubber and put it on him, then straddled his hips, easing herself onto him. They both gasped at the intimate contact. She just stayed still for a moment, so they could savor the feel of being joined, then she began to pump her hips. He reached up to her breasts, and as she moved, he began playing with the nipples, first gently squeezing, then brushing his fingertips quickly back and forth across them, then cupping them with his whole hand and rubbing them with his palms. . . She felt another climax building up inside her, and she increased her speed, encouraging him to come with her. . .Her efforts were well rewarded. As the explosion of pleasure wracked her, making her spasm and cry out with joy, it was answered by an explosion within him. He yelled her name, his hips wildly pumping and bucking, as he released himself. Lita fell atop Ken, and they clung to each other, kissing each other's lips lightly. Her nerves were far, far away. . .all that mattered now was love. "What a beautiful evening," she sighed. "The music, the ocean. . .and you." "I love you." "I *adore* you. You make me feel so good. . ." They snuggled side by side, and within minutes, both were sound asleep. * * * Darien woke in the middle of the night with a start. He looked at Serena, sleeping peacefully beside him. Why did he have the urge to shield her, to protect her with his own body? Was he having another of his premonitions? Was the Negaverse preparing to attack the cruise ship? Shuddering, he pulled Serena's body against his. Please, Gods, he thought, let it be just dreams, night terrors. Don't let it be the Negaverse again. . . * * * "Ready, assistant?" "Ready, chef!" It was 11 a.m., Lita's appointed time to begin cooking her contest entry in the galley. She and Serena tied on their aprons and prepared to get down to business. Meanwhile, up on deck, Darien and Ken both decided to take a swim. Ken seemed quite jittery. "Are you nervous for her?" Darien asked. "You'd better believe it. This means so much to her. . .she really does believe that her whole future could rest on this contest." "Do you think it does?" Ken laughed. "Lita's future is assured no matter what happens to her. I've never known anyone with as much strength and determination as Lita." Darien could hear the love in the other man's voice-clearly, Lita was everything to him, just as Serena was everything to Darien. "Serena's all excited about this contest, too," he said. "She was so proud that Lita asked her to be her assistant. 'She could have picked any of the girls,' she said, 'and she picked *me!* She must think I'm really. . .'" Suddenly, Darien stopped, froze, his face bearing a pained expression. "Darien?" Ken said. "What's wrong?" * * * In the kitchen, Serena looked up from the bowl of batter she was stirring. "What's that?" "What's what?" "That funny rumbling noise." Lita strained her ears. Sure enough, there was a soft, steady rumbling outside. . . Then, there was a crash and a scream, and the galley shook. * * * "I have to go," Darien said, leaping out of the pool. "What's wrong?" "There's. . .something I forgot to tell the girls. . ." He raced off. But Ken saw right through that. He knew that Darien was Tuxedo Mask-Lita had told him. And that meant that the Negaverse was around, and up to no good. . . I envy Darien, Ken thought. He can fight side-by-side with Serena and make sure she stays safe. But all I can do is wait, and worry, and pray that Lita comes out of the battle unharmed. . . * * * "There's all kid of Negacreeps swarming on the deck!" Lita said, looking out the door. "Dammit!" said Serena. "They NEVER try the same tactic twice!" "Huh?" "Before you joined the Scouts, they had this cruise, and Amy and Raye went on it, and. . .I'll explain later. Right now, we've got work to do. . .MOON PRISM POWER!!!" "JUPITER POWER!" They finished their transformations and ran up on the deck to see firsthand what they were up against-human/octopus hybrids that were grabbing passengers in their multiple arms, sucking energy through their tentacles. "Anyone for fried calamari?" said Lita. "I'm up for it," Serena said, taking the Moon Blade out of its sheath and twirling it like a gunslinger's pistol. One of the things dropped the girl it had just drained and turned toward Serena. "You're squid-ink, Negajerk," she told it. "I'm Sailor Moon! Champion of justice!" "And I'm Sailor Jupiter!" "And in the name of the moon. . ." "WE'LL PUNISH YOU!" Two of the things lunged at Lita, their tentacles outstretched. She surveyed them cooly, and addressed her guardian deity. . . "Jupiter, I call upon your power to help me destroy these monsters! JUPITER THUNDER. . .CRASH!" Her lighting blast vaporized the creatures. Meanwhile, Serena was dodging tentacles left, right and center, winding up the Moon Blade, preparing for the pitch. . . "MOON BLADE. . . EXECUTION!" The shower of sparks dissolved the monster closest to her. . .but she felt something wrap itself around her legs and pull her off her feet. She struggled to get up, but the thing held her fast. "Sailor Jupiter!" she called. "Hold on!" Lita prepared to attack the monster holding Serena, but a tentacle slapped over her eyes, blinding her. . . Then, the rose flew through the air and landed in front of the creature holding Serena. She leapt to her feet and looked up, to see Tuxedo Mask perched on the ship's railing. She took off the Moon Blade and threw it to him. "Think it's time for us to combine forces?" she said. He smiled down at her. "It's about time we were able to do an attack together." She took off her tiara and prepared to launch it. "MOON. . ." "MOON. . ." "TIARA. . ." "BLADE. . ." "MAGIC!" "EXECUTION!" The disc flew through the air, and when it was joined with the shower of sparks, it created something that looked like a wheel of fire. The wheel sliced through the air, striking monster after monster, until there were only two left. . .which Lita was able to dispatch easily. Serena and Darien whooped with joy and embraced, and he spun her around. "Totally dusted!" she shouted. "You'd better watch it, baby," he said. "I could get to really like using this thing. I may borrow it permanently!" "And you look so dashing with that blade in your hand!" she said. They laughed and kissed. Lita joined them for a three-way group hug, and they started to head back to the galley. . .when the captain came on deck and stood right in their paths. "Hello, Captain!" Serena said. "You don't have to worry about a thing anymore-we took care of the problem." The steely-eyed older man regarded them for a moment, and then let out a laugh-a horrible laugh. "Problem?" he said. "*I'm* your problem, Sailor Brat!" And he began to morph, morph into something that looked like something halfway on the evolutionary scale between ape and human. He raised his arm and fired a bolt of Negapower strong enough to blow all three of them back. "You have no idea what you're up against!" the thing snarled. "I'm Simio, champion of the Negaverse and servant of General Hematite!" "And soon-to-be-pile of moondust!" Lita shouted, struggling to her feet. "How dare you ruin our cooking cruise?" He gave that horrible laugh again. "Ruin it? Honey, there never *was* any cooking contest! The whole thing was a setup!" He fired another bolt of Negapower, knocking Lita down again. But the pained expression on her face was not from anything physical. . .it was from the knowledge that her hopes had just been dashed. . . Serena saw that look. And she wasn't going to take it lying down. Struggling to her feet, she shouted, "Draining energy from people is bad enough- but when you start dashing people's hopes and breaking people's hearts, you're the LOWEST FORM OF SCUM! You just hurt someone I care for, and YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR IT, NEGASLEAZE!" She reached for her tiara, but before she could take it off, the youma fired another blast. . . As she fell, Darien sprung into action. He began spinning the Moon Blade at the same time as he conjured a rose. The youma saw the action, and turned his attention toward Darien, giving Serena an opportunity to start her tiara attack. . . Meanwhile, Lita was slowly struggling to her feet. That bastard, she thought. That arrogant bastard. . .how DARE he stomp on my dreams like this. . .I'm going to make him PAY. . .She could feel her fury making her powers stronger and stronger. . . She found herself uttering an appeal, a prayer, to her guardian deity. "Jupiter, in your name I call upon the powers of love and nature to destroy this demonic being!" And the power began flooding through her like never before. . . When Serena launched her tiara, Lita cried, "JUPITER THUNDER. . .DRAGON!!!!" Suddenly, a huge creature made of an almost incomprehensible amount of voltage was flying through the air, and then it hit the tiara, creating a disc so supercharged it looked like a comet. And in the split second that Simio turned his attention to the new assault, Darien launched the rose, then added a blast from the Moon Blade to supercharge it. When the electrified rose met the electrified disc, it created a magical bomb so big, so powerful, it could have taken out an entire army of youma. Hematite tried to recall his minion to the Negaverse, but it was too late and the bomb was too powerful. He let out a roar as he saw Simio get moondusted. "DAMN THOSE SAILOR BRATS!" he shouted. "There was only TWO of them! They should have been DEAD MEAT! What the hell is it going to take to get rid of them?!?!?" He got off this throne and started pacing the room frantically. "There's got to be some secret they hide. . .some hidden power. . .and when I find out what it is. . .they're in big trouble." * * * Serena and Darien had gone back to their cabin to catch a nap. Lita was up on deck, gazing out at the sea. The contestants had been informed that the contest was canceled and they were headed back to port. The ship's co-pilot, who was most definitely *not* a Negacreep, was guiding the vessel back home. Ken walked up to her and put his arms around her waist from behind. "Honey. . ." "It's okay, Ken. I'm all right." "I know you're hurting right now. You had your hopes so set on this contest. . ." "I'm thinking about what you said before. . .about my being a natural. . .and being able to do whatever I want. . .I remember the night before we left for the contest, when I was practicing and practicing on the neighbors. . .I remember how much they loved my cooking. And I could tell by their faces that they weren't just saying that to make me happy- they genuinely *loved* it." She gave him a sweet smile. "And if they all love my cooking- how many more people will love it?" He kissed her. "I love you - *and* your cooking." She laughed. "I love you too. You've been so wonderful to me through this whole thing. . .Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve you." "You gave me your love." They held onto each other, looking out to sea, dreaming of the future when she'd achieve all her professional goals, and they would be together forever. * * * EPILOGUE - SERENA AND DARIEN Serena dozed lightly, while the man she loved, lying beside her, was sound asleep. She couldn't believe what the Negaverse had done to Lita and the other young people who had such high hopes of winning a scholarship to cooking school. How could anyone be as mean as those creeps, she thought. They must be born evil. . . Then, she remembered how the Negaverse had temporarily brainwashed her own Darien, and she shuddered deeply. She snuggled next to him, feeling his comforting warmth, smelling his clean, spicy scent. He looked so good, so right, with that Moon Blade, she thought. Maybe, someday, I'll get another powerful weapon of my own, and I'll give it to him permanently. She kissed his temple, gazing at his face. How beautiful he looks in sleep. . .almost angelic, she thought. I wonder what he's dreaming of. . . Then, he let out a long, sexy-sounding "Mmmmmm. . ." Hmm, she thought, certainly sounds like the dream is pleasant. "Mmmm. . .ooooohhhh. . .Serena. . .my Serena. . ." *Very* pleasant, she thought. I'll just let him sleep. . . Then, a mischievous thought popped into her head. "Darien," she whispered, "you're about to learn a whole new meaning for the term 'dream come true.'" She rose from the bed, quickly dropping her clothing to the floor. Her fingers gently reached for the pajama bottoms he was wearing, slowly easing them down, making sure she didn't wake him. . . Her eyes took in his manhood, which stood fully erect. He was having a hot dream, all right. . . She slid him into her mouth, gently sucking on it. Her fingers softly caressed the sac below his manhood as she began to move her head up and down, up and down. . . Darien slowly started to come back to consciousness, his fuzzy mind not being able to distinguish between the delicious dream he'd been having and the equally delicious reality. He thought he was still in his dream, that it was the Silver Millennium and he and his Princess were making love on a beach near the Sea of Serenity. . . Serena felt him start to stir. She redoubled her efforts, sucking harder and faster, then taking him out of her mouth and running her tongue over the head, then sliding him back in. . . Darien slowly, slowly began to realize that it wasn't a dream. . .that it was very real! He moved his hands down, down, and encountered a very real Serena pleasuring him. Suddenly, he was twice as excited as he'd been in his dream. He began to pump his hips, his hands tangling in her hair. . . Serena felt her lover getting ready to climax. Quickly, she pulled her mouth away, grabbed him gently but firmly in her hand, and began to stroke him as fast as she could. He hit critical mass and cried out, and she leaned back, feeling his seed wash onto her breasts. She moved up to his sweaty face, gently kissing him, holding his head in the hollow of her shoulder as his final spasms faded and his breathing slowed. Finally, he opened his eyes and raised his head. "Well. It seems a certain little minx gave me a wakeup call." "Did you like it?" she said. "I loved it." He looked down at her breasts. "I think you need to be cleaned up here. Hang on a second. . ." He disappeared in the bathroom and came back with a wet washcloth. Gently, he cleaned the white fluid from her, then leaned over and kissed her lips. She caressed his mouth with hers, opening her lips, allowing his tongue access to hers. They clung to each other as their mouths melded, their tongues caressing each other. "I'm going to return your favor," he whispered. He began kissing downward, his lips leaving a trail of wet kisses down her neck, down to her nipples. . . "Suck, please, please. . ." she begged. Darien licked an index finger and rubbed it over the little peak before him, feeling it stiffen and swell. His head came down, his tongue rubbing back and forth over the bud, making her moan. . .He finally answered her plea, taking it in his lips, his mouth gently tugging at it while his fingers caressed its twin. She opened her legs, took the hand that was at her left breast, and began to move it downward. He got the message. He slid the hand down over her stomach, down to the soft thicket of blonde hair that covered her secret treasures. . .She lifted her hips, mutely begging him to touch her. He parted her petals and began stroking the soft, slick flesh, then slid two fingers inside her, feeling her sweet, wet walls entrap him. He brought his thumb into contact with her hot jewel, stroking, rubbing, caressing. . .His tongue flicked at her nipple as his thumb flicked at her pearl, and she moaned loudly, her hips pumping, her hands tangling in his hair. . . "Ohh. . .oh, Darien, that feels so good. . .don't stop. . .make me come, *please*. . ." He moved his fingers around inside her and stroked the center of her being faster and faster, feeling the honey pour out of her and soak his hand as she grew closer and closer to her goal. . .she whimpered, squirmed, cried his name, surrendered completely to what his relentless mouth and equally relentless fingers were doing to her. . . Then, she felt the world freeze in place, then scream back into frantic motion, and she was lifting her hips off the bed and letting out a hoarse cry as the universe seemed to explode in fire. He reluctantly let go of her, took his mouth away from her, and kissed her lips tenderly. She stroked his hair and whispered, "I love you." "I love you too." "Hmm. . .we just woke up, and I'm falling asleep again. . ." "Well, that'll mean another wake-up call, won't it?" They both laughed softly, then hugged each other tightly as they drifted back to sleep again and the boat continued its homeward journey. AUTHOR NOTES: I am pleased to announce that the Sailor Mac Shrine, a Web site built to house my fics by Jeffrey Wizard, Sally Wizard, and Zero Wizard (thanks a million for everything, guys), is up and running. You can find it at http://www.geocities.com/tokyo/bay/8344. Coming Soon: "Moon and Rose: The World of Romantic Sailor Moon Hentai," a Web site that Mark Berger and I are collaborating on that will feature fanfics and fanfic reviews. Thanks, as always, to my pre-reader, dear friend, and fellow defender of the Miracle Romance, Mark Berger (one of the finest authors in both the Original Flavor and Lemon fields), to Artemis and Luna, to Sailor November (whom I humbly thank for the Excellent Author Award - I am very honored to be named in the same distinguished company as Pandora Waldron, Jennifer Wand, Mark Berger and Lady M. Harris) and to everyone who's written to tell me how much they like my fics (I was absolutely stunned by the response to the "Sailor Moon: Fantasy!" MSTing. Thank you so much, everyone!) Standard Sailor Moon disclaimers apply. These characters ain't mine, I'm just borrowing them for a little while.