HEARTS AND MINDS
A Sailor Moon Sekkushiaru Roman

NOTE: This story is a sequel to my earlier one, "Emotional Rescue." You'll
get the most out this story if you've read the other one.

by Sailor Mac

	The bus headed onto an overpass that would take it onto the main highway,
away from the heart of the city and to the suburban area where the Sailor
Scouts lived.
	Amy and Adam were sitting about halfway back. They had spent the day
exploring the city's biggest museum, and they were exhausted. She was
leaning against him, dozing. He was nodding off, then waking up, then
nodding off again.
	During his coherent moments, Adam was thinking, as he so frequently did,
that he was one hell of a lucky guy. Here I am, he thought, an orphan with
seemingly no roots, no past, adrift through life - and I find this
wonderful girl. Now, it doesn't matter that the memories of my early life
are spotty. It doesn't matter that I can't seem to track down any trace of
my family. I have Amy, and she makes me complete. She is my family now.
	He drew her closer into his embrace, and she made an "mmm" noise,
stirring, but not quite waking up.
	We truly are a perfect match, he thought. We're both heavily into
achievement, and we both have a reputation for being brains. We both want
to be doctors. But yet. . . .both of us are capable of enjoying ourselves
as well.
	It's as if we were destined for each other from the beginning of time. . .
	He drifted back to sleep, thinking that even if he *could* remember his
past, it wouldn't matter now. All that mattered was his future. . .with
her.
* * *
	But there was somebody who remembered his past, the past that had been
mercifully erased from his mind by the god Mercury. . .the years when he
was the Negaverse general, Siegmite.
	Hematite was, once more, obsessively going through the records left behind
by other generals. He came across the files kept by Siegmite, just before
he disappeared. . .sunk into eternal sleep by Wotite.
	Siegmite, Hematite thought. A mighty general indeed. If Beryl had sent him
after the Sailor Scouts, instead of those softies Jaedite, Nephlite,
Zoicite and Malachite, we'd have taken over the universe long, long ago.
	Where is he now? Could I possibly revive him?
	Wotite went to his crystal ball - its powers were limited, but it still
was strong enough to help him locate his fellow general. . .
	"Show me Siegmite," he said to it.
	But the ball remained black.
	"Show me Siegmite!" he repeated.
	Still nothing.
	He tried a different tack. "Show me the mountaintop where Wotite
imprisoned Siegmite."
	This time, the ball showed him something. The mountain was there. . .but
it was empty. No sleeping general, no ring of fire around him. Just an
empty, flat rock. . .
	"Impossible!" Hematite roared. "Nobody could have breached those guardian
flames! Nobody unless they. . .had. . .magical. . ."
	Then, a horrible thought occurred to him - what if the Sailor Scouts had
discovered him, awakened him, and healed him? He rushed back to Beryl's
records, searching until he uncovered Siegmite's pre-Negaverse name. . .
	"Show me. . .Lord Adam of Mercury!"
	Now, the ball showed a picture of a young couple asleep on a bus. The man
did not look like a Negaverse general - his hair was short, his face bore a
look of happiness and contentment - but the basic features were the same.
	"Damn those Scouts!" he roared. "They took one of our finest generals and
turned him into a human! Well, he's *not* going to be allowed to stay that
way - and those brats are going to be punished!"
	He summoned a troop of youma, which looked like a cross between a human
and a lizard. "I want you to bring me back Lord Adam of Mercury," he said.
"I will have the brainwashing chamber ready for him when you return, so we
can restore him to his true form - General Siegmite. And then - GET THOSE
SAILOR SCOUTS!"
* * *
	Adam's car pulled up in front of his apartment house. "Here we are, girl
genius," he said. "La Maison Chambers."
	"Home, sweet home." She got out of the car, yawned, and stretched - then
let out a squeak as he grabbed her waist from behind. She turned toward
him, and he took her face in his hands and kissed her.
	"Now that was a nice surprise."
	"I'm full of nice surprises." He put an arm around her shoulder, and they
started walking toward the front door. "How does pizza sound for dinner?"
	"Terrific. We can get in a half hour of study time while we're waiting for
it to arrive."
	He laughed. "Yes, we can study. But, let me ask you. . .is studying *all*
you want to do tonight?"
	She blushed deep crimson, which was his answer. He kissed her temple. "Did
you tell your mother you were staying at someone's house tonight?"
	"Raye's."
	"Hmm. . .then I think you want to study something other than science and
history and math."
	She blushed again. Sometimes, she wished she could be one of those women
who flaunted her sexuality all over the place in front of her lover - but
it just wasn't her style. She certainly was not shy with Adam once they got
behind closed doors, but out in the open. . .
	She managed to whisper, "Adam, you've made me so very, very happy. . ."
	"Not half as happy as you've made me, girl genius. I think my life began
the moment I met you, and that's the truth."
	They kissed, softly and sweetly at first, then deepening, a promise of
what was to come later. . .
	As they entered the lobby of his building, they were completely oblivious
to the danger which was approaching. . .
* * *
	Amy held her biology textbook in front of her with one hand, a piece of
pizza with the other, but for once, her mind was not entirely on what she
was doing.
	Every once in awhile, she worried that Adam would recover the memories of
those horrid years when the Negaverse had stolen him away from her, when
he'd been a ruthless general. The fears did not come as often as they did
right after she'd rescued him - at first, she'd been so obsessed with
anxiety that she had begged Raye to help her contact her guardian deity,
Mercury, so she could be reassured that he would be all right.
	Raye had put her in a state of deep meditation, and Amy had seen the god
who had guided her to Adam, to the young man who had been her lover and
soul mate in the Silver Millennium.
	"Please, my lord," she'd begged, "please tell me that Adam will never
remember his life before! I don't think he'd be able to live with himself
if he knew what he did as a general. . ."
	"Amy," Mercury said to her, "Adam is safe. He will never remember, not
unless the Negaverse steals him back and re-brainwashes him. You must
protect him, Amy, and make sure that never happens."
	"Protect him - single-handedly?" She'd never faced the enemy alone before
- she didn't know how Mina and Serena had managed to do it. . .
	"You will have the power within you to handle it, Amy. You have no idea
yet just how much power you possess. If and when the time comes, you will
find it in yourself to defeat the enemy. . ."
	Now, Amy sent up another prayer to her patron deity, and any other holy
being that may be listening: please, please keep him safe. I love him so
much. . .
	Adam looked up from his own book, and noticed Amy gazing at him. Hmm, he
thought, looks like she's starting to think of something other than getting
straight A's. . .
	He went to the stereo and dropped in a "Smooth Moods" romantic CD.
Crossing the room, he began to rub his neck. . .
	"Amy," he said, "I think I have a crick in my neck. Could you massage it?"
He sat down on the couch next to her.
	She put down her own book, a big smile on her face. "Liar. There's nothing
wrong with your neck."
	"Can I have the massage anyway?"
	She stood up behind him, her fingers gently stroking and rubbing at his
skin. He felt so good, even the skin on the back of his neck was smooth and
soft and lovely. . .She felt him relax, and she began to feel relaxed
herself, relaxed and very, very good.
	And very, very warm. . .
	She found herself massaging down to his shoulders, than stopping for a
second, only to walk around him so they were face-to-face. She began again.
. .
	. . .and then, suddenly, their arms were around each other, and their
mouths were coming together, the kiss deepening and turning hot fast. . .
	They broke for air, and both were panting. They laughed.
	"I think," he said, "we should continue this little exchange somewhere
else. Somewhere more private. Like, for instance. . ."
	"The bedroom?"
	He kissed the tip of her nose. "No wonder everyone calls you a genius." He
picked her up, and carried her down the hall, not even bothering to turn
the bedroom light on. He deposited her gently on his bed, then turned
around, lighting a couple of candles on his bureau. While he did that, Amy
quickly shed her clothes and crawled under the covers.
	He turned around and saw her, and a mischievous gleam came into his eyes.
"What are you doing?"
	"Waiting for you."
	"Well, then, I don't want to keep you waiting, do I?" He stripped off his
own clothing, then knelt at the foot of the bed, pulling up the comforter
and sheets and ducking under them. He crawled upward until he reached her
stomach, which he tickled. She giggled and writhed, and began to tickle him
back. They both laughed and laughed. . .
	And then, he leaned over and kissed her neck, and the mood got steamy
again. He kissed upward until his lips met hers, and their tongues caressed
each other. The hand that had been on her stomach was moving upward,
slowly. . .
	As his fingers began caressing her nipple, he kissed over to her ear,
flicking his tongue in and out. She let out a loud groan. "Oh, Adam. . ."
	"Does this feel good, sweetheart?" he whispered as he began caressing both
breasts with both hands.
	"Yeeessss. . ."
	"Well, you ain't seen nothing yet." He pushed the covers back, baring her
breasts, then began kissing down her neck again. . .His tongue gently
touched her skin, here, there, everywhere, as he continued to descend.
	When he reached a nipple, he flicked his tongue over it, then kissed it
softly, delighting in her shudder. He drew it into his mouth and suckled,
and Amy let out a loud cry, arching upward against him. He took it out,
flicked his tongue over it again, then resumed sucking, making her moan
again.
	He raised her head and kissed her lips, then whispered, "Do you know how
crazy you make me?" And then his head was descending again, to taste the
sweetness of her other breast, and she was groaning loudly, her body
twisting about as if she could hardly contain herself.
	When he came back up to kiss her lips again, she reached down and let  her
fingers slide over his manhood. How wonderful it felt, so hard and yet so
silky, so hot, throbbing with desire. . .She cupped her hand around it and
began to stroke up and down, up and down, and he moaned her name. Oh, how
she loved to hear that moan. . .she felt like she could never give him
enough pleasure. In fact, she wanted to touch him with a lot more than just
her hand. . .
	Gently, she flipped him on his back, then straddled him, so the outside of
her womanhood was pressing on his manhood. She began to move up and down,
up and down, her soft, slick wetness caressing his hardness. . .He let out
a very loud groan, and she delighted in the sound, moving faster and
faster, adding a little squiggle motion that seemed to drive him crazy,
changing the pressure to stimulate her jewel more. . .Both of them were
moaning loudly, panting and calling out each other's names. . .She was
trembling on the brink of orgasm, and when his hands came up to caress her
nipples, she went over the edge, shuddering and shouting.
	He tumbled her onto her back, kissing her temples, cheeks and lips
tenderly, whispering words of love. He pulled away just for a second, just
long enough to get his protection and prepare himself.
	Settling between her legs, he kissed her lips, then her breasts, then her
lips again - before giving a huge thrust that took her breath away. He
moved in and out, in and out, furiously pumping, making them one flesh
again and again. She raised her hips in time to every downstroke, moaning
over and over, "Oh, honey, I love you, I love you. . ." She found herself
raising her legs, wrapping them around his hips, trying to draw him deeper
and deeper into her, and thenthey were both moaning louder and louder, and
she felt the delicious heat and pressure building inside her again, oh yes
oh baby oh yes oh yes oh yes. . .
	"AAAAHHHH!!!" she cried as the climax screamed through her, her body
shaking and trembling with the intensity of it. When the final shivers
faded, she noticed that her lover still needed release. . .She began
pumping her hips again, encouraging him to go faster, harder, to drive them
both through the gates of paradise together, and then another climax was
building within her and she let out a scream as it broke, and this time he
came with her, the two of them hitting the peak of ecstasy at the same
moment.
	He collapsed next to her, and they kissed tenderly. He pulled away from
her just long enough to get rid of the condom.
	"I love you," she whispered, as she snuggled onto his chest.
	"I love you too, honey."
	Then, they both fell asleep.
* * *
	The youma began materializing right in Adam's living room. They had been
well-chosen for this mission - not only could they capture and paralyze a
victim, they also had powers of mind control. Just by concentrating, they
could make someone walk right into their trap. . .
	Which is what they did now.
	Mentally seeking out Lord Adam, they applied their will on him, forcing
him out of his contented sleep, forcing him to get out of bed and walk to
the living room. . .
	Amy was suddenly jolted out of her sleep. Something felt wrong - very,
very wrong. She looked to see that Adam was not beside her. . .
	Then, she heard the noises coming from the living room. Those sounds were
*not* human.
	She sprang from the bed and snatched up her purse, removing her wand quick
as a flash. "MERCURY POWER!"
	Her transformation seemed to take forever. Her heart was thundering.
Please, please, gods, don't let it be what I think it is, she thought. . .
	She flew into the living room, only to see Adam with a glazed look in his
eyes, bound in tentacles coming out of horrible, lizardlike creatures. She
wanted to scream, but she knew that would do him no good. What he needed
now was action. . .
	"DROP HIM, NEGACREEPS!" she shouted.
	The leader of the youma pack turned to her, a horrible smile on its face.
"Don't try to interfere, Sailor brat. We're taking General Siegmite back to
the Negaverse."
	At the sound of that name, she felt nauseated. Her worst fear was coming
true. . .
	No, she thought, I can't give in to my fears. Remember what the god said -
when the time came, I would be able to find it within myself to defeat the
enemy. . .
	"MERCURY ICE BUBBLES. . .FREEZE!" She sent the spray of icy fog toward the
enemies, and for a second, they seemed paralyzed. She moved forward to try
to free Adam from their grip. . .
	Then, the things seemed to glow with red light. They could raise their
body temperature. Her ice attack was useless.
	And forget about Mercury Bubbles Blast, she thought. That attack is only
good as a setup for one of the other Scouts.
	"Perhaps we should take you back with us," the leader said. "General
Hematite would be quite pleased to see we'd captured one of his worst
enemies. And then we'll give you a front seat so you can watch the
conversion of Lord Adam back into Siegmite. We may even put him in charge
of your torture and execution."
	She felt them reaching out to her mind with theirs, trying to overwhelm
her, control her. . .
	Amy felt fury building up in her. . .fury like she'd never felt before.
How dare they even think they could do this to him, she thought. I will not
permit it. . .And she felt the fury amplifying her powers, making her
stronger than ever before. . .
	"I LOST HIM TO THE NEGAVERSE ONCE - I AM *NOT* GOING TO LOSE HIM AGAIN!!"
She felt herself going into attack stance, ready to release more power than
she ever had before. . .
	"MERCURY SEA SERPENT!"
	The beast of water arced away from her, through the air. . .In that
millisecond, the monsters dropped Adam and tried to teleport away, but it
was useless - the thing smashed into them and vaporized them instantly. The
magical water dried up as quickly as it had appeared.
	Amy sank to her knees, trembling. I did it, she thought. I got rid of
them. I saved Adam, all by myself.
	She crawled over to where he was lying on the floor. He closed his eyes,
shook his head, and started to come to.
	"What. . .what happened? I feel woozy. . .
	"Oh, Adam. . ." She drew him in her arms and started to cry.
	"Amy? Why are you. . ."
	She kissed his face, again and again. "It's all right, my darling.
Something happened, but it's over. You're in no danger. You'll never be in
danger again."
	As she held him, she thought, Yes, my love, I won't be afraid anymore. I
know now that I'll be able to protect you, forever.
* * *
	Hematite screamed in frustration as he saw Sailor Mercury destroy his pack
of youma. "THOSE DAMN BRATS! THEY'RE ALWAYS ONE STEP AHEAD OF ME! NO MATTER
WHAT I THROW AT THEM, THEY FIND  A WAY TO COUNTER IT. . ."
	He stormed around his throne room. "I have devoted all my energies to
finding out their secrets, and still, they elude me. What is their hidden
power, dammit? What do they have over me?"
	Sinking to the floor, he held his head in his hands. I have to keep going,
he thought. I will not rest, will never rest, until I find a way to destroy
them. . .
	Slowly, he dragged himself back to the terminal from which he accessed the
records of the previous generals. It was back to the drawing board. . .
* * *
	Amy awoke the next morning to lovely smells wafting from the kitchen. She
pulled on one of Adam's shirts and went to investigate.
	He was putting a big platter of pancakes and sausage on the table.
"Morning, my girl genius," he said. "Come help yourself."
	She knew what she wanted to help herself to. She walked right up to him,
threw her arms around his neck, and kissed him, the kiss quickly deepening.
	When they broke apart, he said, "Wow! Now that's what I call a morning
greeting!"
	"How's this for a greeting: I love you."
	"I love you too." They kissed again, and then sat down at the table.
	"So, my dear," he said, "what's on the agenda for today? Want to take our
books to the park and study al fresco?"
	She smiled. Last night was a big eye-opener for her - a reminder that
there were things in her life more important than achievement.
	Just once, she wanted to be a woman, not a girl genius. . .
	She leaned over and kissed his neck. "I don't want to go to the park. I
don't want to study. . .not today. I want to spend the day here. With you.
In. . .in the bedroom." She felt herself blushing, but she didn't care.
	"Amy. . .I'm sorry, but I can't agree to that."
	Her face fell. Did I do something wrong? she thought.
	"We should never limit ourselves to just the bedroom. There's the shower,
and the couch, and the floor, and. . ."
	She hugged him tightly, filled with love and anticipation for the day
ahead - and for an entire lifetime together.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: As always, I'd like to thank the terrific friends who've
been such a support to me (Mark Berger, Sailor Star Love, Molly Puthoff,
Jeffrey and Sally and the rest of the Wizards), as well as all the people
who have given me a chance to share my work with the rest of the Sailor
Moon community (Artemis and Luna, Sailor November, etc.)

Regarding the Sea Serpent: Throughout the "Hematite arc" of stories, I've
been gradually upgrading each Scout to her "Doom Tree"-level powers.
However, I had cheated and given Amy the Mercury Ice Bubbles Freeze attack
long before she was supposed to have it - the ice bubbles were necessary in
order for her to freeze the magical fire in "Emotional Rescue." So, I came
up with something new for her in this story, inspired by Lita's Jupiter
Thunder Dragon and Raye's Mars Firebird Strike, as well as Umi's Water
Dragon in "Magic Knights Rayearth."

An announcement: I've been posting stories and handling e-mail for a
terrific sekkushiaru roman writer, Ivana B. Anonymous. Unfortunately, I ran
into some major technical problems with the Online Service Which Shall
Remain Nameless I had been using for her mail, and I have been unable to
retrieve any mail that was sent to her regarding her latest fic, "Lost at Se
a." I've set up a new address for her: ivana_b_anon@hotmail.com. Please
send any mail for her there. Thanks!

Standard Sailor Moon disclaimers apply. These characters ain't mine, I'm
just borrowing them for a little while.