PURE HEART, LOVING HEART
A Sailor Moon Sekkushiaru Roman

by Sailor Mac
	"Where the heck is he?" Mina craned her neck to see through the mobs of
people who were coming through the airport gate. I know this is supposed to
be Glen's flight, she thought. And since he's in First Class, he would be
one of the first people off. . .
	"Gotcha!" said a voice from behind her, as a pair of arms wrapped around
her waist. She let out a gasp.
	"Glen!" She turned in his arms, and their lips came together in a long,
sweet kiss.
	"Oh, God, I missed you," he whispered.
	"I missed you, too. . .I've been counting the seconds until I could see
you again."
	"Come on, the car's outside. . .my flight got in a few minutes early, so
the driver's already got the bags."
	Once they were settled in the limo, she said, "What would you like to do?"
	"Well, first I want to check in quickly at the hotel. . .then, I wouldn't
mind having an ice cream in the park."
	"Sounds good to me. Glen, so much has been going on around here lately. .
." She noticed him staring out the window, a melancholy look in his eyes.
"Glen? What's wrong?"
	"Oh, I'm okay, it's just that. . ."
	She leaned over and whispered, "You've been far-seeing what's been going
on lately, haven't you? With the new enemies?"
	"Yes, I have, and I have to confess. . .I'm quite worried for you. That
red-haired maniac who keeps shooting crystals out of people's chests seems
crazier and more dangerous than anything you've been up against before."
	"Don't worry. I can handle it. And it's not as if I'm up against the enemy
alone, like when I was Sailor V. . ."
	"That still doesn't keep me from being terrified for you." He let out a
long sigh. "Sometimes, I think I admire your friend Darien. If his psychic
abilities tell him that you girls are in danger, he can transform into
Tuxedo Mask and go help. But when my psychic abilities tell me you're in
danger. . .all I can do is watch, and hope, and pray."
	She embraced him. "You *do* help me, Glen. . .just by being you. Thinking
about you is what keeps me going when I don't think I can go anymore. . ."
	He returned her embrace, and they kissed, their lips caressing each other,
then their tongues starting to tease and dance. . .
	And just then, the limo stopped. "We're here, sir."
	The couple broke apart. Glen squeezed Mina's hand. "I'll be back in a
minute, sweetie. . .we'll talk more in the park."
* * *
	Eudial stared intently at the computer screen. She'd been surfing all
kinds of "Anarchist Cookbook"-type sites, looking for how-tos on building
destructive weapons.
	I'm going to combine several of these into one super-weapon, she thought.
And then, oh, will those Sailor Soldiers be sorry. . .
	Then, the screen went blue, and some archaic code appeared.
	"OOHH!" she said. "Damn Blue Screen of Death! That's the second time today!"
	The phone beside her beeped. "Eudial," Professor Tomoe's voice said, "I
have a target for you to look at. . ."
	"How can I look at it when the damn computer's down again? Can't we get
some *real* equipment around here?"
	"Well, then come here and look at my terminal. You haven't got much time
to act with this one, he's not going to be in the country very long. . ."
* * *
	Glen came back with two ice cream cones and handed one to Mina. "Thanks,
honey!" she said. . .then, noticed her lover still seemed to have a
melancholy look about him. . .
	"Glen. . .what's bothering you? This isn't just about the new enemies, is it?"
	"No. . .no, it's not. . .come on, let's sit down on a bench. . ."
	When they were comfortably seated, he said, "Yesterday was the anniversary
of my father's death."
	"Oh, Glen. . .I'm sorry."
	"They did a little ceremony honoring him in Parliament yesterday. My
mother and I went. . .and I had to do the 'stiff upper lip' thing the whole
time, when all I wanted to do was cry."
	She leaned over and hugged him, and he returned her embrace, holding on to
her for a good, long moment, soaking up the warmth of her body, her sweet
scent. . .it was balm to his aching heart.
	He began to speak again. . . "It happened when I was 10 years old. My
father was a member of the House of Lords, a Peer of the Realm. . .and
unlike a lot of members of that House, he took his duties seriously. He
said that if God had blessed him with money and a title, the least he could
do in return would be to use his position to make a difference in the
world. And right before he was killed, the thing he wanted to make a
difference about was the England/Ireland thing. . .he said it broke his
heart every time he saw something in the papers about innocent people being
hurt or killed by IRA bombs, because it was such a needless, senseless
conflict. . .So he went before Parliament and made an impassioned speech
demanding that some of them sit down with Sein Fein - the political arm of
the IRA - and not come out of the meeting until a cease fire had been
negotiated." A wistful look came on his face as he recited part of his
father's speech by heart. . . "'Unless both sides learn to put aside their
egos and pride long enough to engage in reasoned discourse, then lives will
continue to be needlessly lost. And that, gentlemen, is the tragedy. .
.that so many men, women and children have given their lives not for lofty
ideals, but for national egos.'"
	"Your father sounds like he was quite a man," Mina said quietly.
	"He was. He had this effect on people. . .as soon as he finished making
his speech, there was a massive standing ovation, and both houses became
gung-ho about negotiating a peace settlement with the IRA. .
.unfortunately, the IRA wasn't enthusiastic. Two days after he made the
speech, they put a bomb in my father's car. It blew up when he started the
ignition. . .he was killed instantly."
	"Oh, Glen, I'm so sorry. . ." She pulled him close to her, and he rested
his head on her shoulder. She could feel a few tears wetting her blouse,
and tears were running down her own face as well. . .
	He finally raised his head, and said, "My goal in life is to pick up where
my father left off.  I want to make a difference in this world. I want to
use my position in the House of Lords to help people who are poor and
suffering. I can't see why any Peer of the Realm would spend all his time
on a golf course or a racetrack when there's so much good he could be
doing. . ." He gave a wry smile. "You'd better eat that ice cream cone,
love. It's dripping like crazy."
	She leaned over and kissed him, then started in on her ice cream, her hand
pressing his.
	He has such a pure heart, she thought. . . such a pure, good heart. . .
	Unfortunately, someone else was thinking along the same lines.
	Eudial lurked in the bushes, her gun at the ready. . .and an Egg of Daimon
was pulsing away inside a nearby discarded Coke can.
	As soon as he starts to move, she thought. . .his heart crystal is mine.
	And on the other side of the park, two figures were riding bicycles. .
.when one suddenly stopped.
	"Michelle? What's wrong?"
	"Something's about to happen. . ."
	Glen stood up from the bench, stretching. "Well, my dear, I think I feel
like a bit of a walk. . ."
	"I'm right with you." They started to walk down the path. . .and were
instantly ambushed.
	"GLEN!" Mina shouted, and tried to put herself between him and Eudial. But
she was shoved aside, and landed on the ground with a thud. She looked up
to see her shooting him, the heart crystal forming just before he
collapsed.
	"NO!" Mina shouted, diving for him. But she was knocked back down again by
a forceful blast of water. . .no, not water, something sticky. . .
	"POP POP POP!!!" a voice screeched, and Mina looked up to see a. . .thing
with a giant Coke can for a body and a bizarre, spiky-haired head. It
opened its mouth, and another blast of cola came out, knocking Mina back
again. Oh, Gods, she thought, I can't transform. . .not right in front of
the enemy. . .I can't help him. . .
	"POP POP POP!!!" the monster yelled again, as it reached for Glen's heart
crystal. . .
	"WORLD SHAKING!" Mina saw a ball of energy come blazing in from the right,
knocking the monster sprawling. The crystal flew up in the air, and Eudial
grabbed for it. . .
	"DEEP SUBMERGE!" Another ball of energy came from the left. Eudial dove
out of the way to avoid it.
	Mina took advantage of the distraction to duck behind a clump of bushes.
"VENUS STAR POWER!" Her transformation seemed to take forever. . .
	When she came out from her hiding place, Eudial was flat on the ground and
Sailor Neptune had the crystal.
	"HAND THAT OVER!" said Mina.
	"And why should we?" said Sailor Neptune. "It might be a Talisman!"
	"What is a Talisman? Why don't you tell us?"
	"Sailor Venus," Sailor Uranus said, "stay out of this. Our business does
*not* concern you and any of your friends. None of you are powerful enough
to handle this mission."
	"What are you talking about? Not powerful enough?"
	Sailor Neptune finished her examination of the crystal. "Not a Talisman,"
she said, tossing it back to Mina. She gently put it back into Glen's
chest.
	"Well, so long, Eudial," Sailor Uranus said. "Give it up while you still can."
	"NO WAY! I swear, I'll have those Talismans. . .you have no idea what
you're up against when you're dealing with me!" And she stormed off.
	Mina knelt next to Glen, holding onto his hand. "Wake up," she whispered.
"Wake up, please. . ." She looked up and saw Uranus and Neptune starting to
leave. Suddenly, she was filled with a flash flood of anger towards them. .
.
	She stood up and called, "If his heart *was* a Talisman. . .what would you
have done?"
	No reply.
	"You just would have let him *die,* wouldn't you? You don't care *who* you
sacrifice for your mission! YOU'RE EVIL!" She burst into tears.
	Uranus and Neptune turned around. "You'll never understand," said Uranus.
	"And *you* don't understand what it's like to love someone!"
	A look passed between the other two, a deep, searching look. . .
	"We do," said Neptune.
	"Yes," said her partner. "We do."
	And then, a voice shrieked, "POP POP POP!!!" The monster was back. Its
syrupy spray hit Neptune, knocking her off her feet. . .
	"NEPTUNE!!" Uranus shouted. She prepared to go into her attack, when the
thing started yelling, "POP TOP! POP TOP!!!" and shot a stream of little
curved pieces of metal at Uranus. . .which burst into flame, and formed a
circle around her. She was trapped, the flames coming closer and closer. .
.
	Mina sprang into action. "VENUS LOVE-ME CHAIN!!!!" She wrapped it around
the can, then pulled hard, forcing a stream of soda out of its mouth. It
fell on the fire, dousing it. While the monster was trapped, Neptune was
able to get to her feet and launch  a "DEEP SUBMERGE!" Mina added a "VENUS
CRESCENT BEAM. . .SMASH!" and the combined attack disintegrated the
monster.
	Neptune helped Uranus back up on her feet. "Thank you," she told Mina.
	"You see what happens when we join forces? If your mission is *that*
important. . .why can't we work together? Then, we can find a way to do
whatever it is you need to do *without* letting anyone die!"
	"Please," said Neptune, "don't start that again. Just stay out of our
way." And they started to walk away again. . .
	"WAIT!" Mina said, running after them. "Sailor Soldiers shouldn't be
fighting against each other! You know what the saying says: I can't stand a
divided house! COME BACK!!!"
	But they had disappeared.
	A groan from behind her brought Mina running back to Glen's side.
"Glen!!!" she said, kneeling next to him, pulling him into her arms. . .
	"Mina. . .why are you. . ."
	"Sssh. You were attacked. . .but you're going to be okay now. I'm going to
get you back to the hotel. . ." She helped him to his feet.
	"Attacked? By who?"
	"Someone jealous of your pure heart, my darling."
	And she led him back toward the car.
* * *
	Glen had been asleep for several hours. Mina continued to keep an anxious
watch over him.
	Why, why would they attack him? she thought. They've attacked everyone I
care about - Amy, Raye, Serena, Lita, Darien. . .and now Glen. . .
	She thought about the mysterious new soldiers, who were going to just grab
Glen's heart crystal and let him die. . .
	Don't they realize, she thought, that the people who must be *sacrificed*,
as they say, are someone's mother, or father, or brother, or sister, or. .
.one true love?
	Glen began to stir. "Mina?"
	"I'm here. How do you feel?"
	"Surprisingly okay. . .my, these enemies of yours doesn't use very subtle
methods, do they?" He put a hand to his chest.
	"I wish I could have kept them from doing that to you."
	"You did fine." He got out of the bed and embraced her. "You saved my life."
	"Glen. . ." She pulled him closer, burying her head in his shoulder. "It
was so horrible, watching them attack you. . .I don't know what I'd do if
something happened to you."
	"But it's over now, my dear. . ." He kissed her neck. "And we're together. . ."
	She leaned her head back, letting his lips trail up and down her throat.
When his lips touched hers, she made a little purring noise in her throat.
Their lips caressed each other, then his tongue slipped into her mouth. . .
	Slowly, she eased away. "Maybe we shouldn't. . .not now. . ."
	He caressed her hair. "Darling. . .I feel fine. And besides, nothing is
better medicine for me than having you in my arms."
	Her arms came around him, and her lips pressed against his again, harder
and more insistent this time. Their tongues began to stroke and caress each
other as they began to pull at each other's clothing. . .
	She got his shirt unbuttoned and pushed it onto the floor. Her blouse
followed it. She unsnapped and unzipped his pants as he unhooked her bra. .
.
	When the last bit of fabric had fallen to the floor, he brought his lips
to Mina's again, his tongue slowly pushing into her mouth, his hands
untying her hair ribbon. . .He eased her back onto the bed, then lay down
beside her.
	She felt something soft, smooth and lovely brushing over her skin. Making
a soft "mmm" noise, she began to wriggle a bit. . .Opening her eyes, she
saw the thing was her own satin hair ribbon. And it felt so, so nice. .
.especially when he began to brush it back and forth, back and forth, over
her nipple. . .
	His mouth claimed hers, and she made a purring noise in her throat, her
arms coming around him, holding him tighter, tighter. . .Her leg came up
and hooked over his, parting the folds of her womanhood, and she pushed her
hips upward, feeling her most sensitive flesh rubbing against him. . .
	He began to kiss his way down her neck, down, down, down toward her
breasts. . .When he reached a nipple, he kissed it lightly, and she
shuddered. He looked up at her, and their eyes locked. . .staring at each
other, saying silent volumes just with a look. . .then, he lowered his head
again, and his tongue stroked the hardened tip.
	"Ohh, yes," she moaned, "ohhh, baby. . ."
	He drew the nipple into his mouth and began to suck, just for a few
seconds, then brought his head up, laying light kisses on the swollen bud,
one after another. . .
	He moved to the other breast and began to kiss that nipple, then lick it
slowly, ever so slowly. . .She started thrusting her hips again, harder
this time, moaning, begging him to take her to the pinnacle of pleasure. .
.
	He began to move downward, kissing his way over her belly. She let her
legs fall apart, opening up for him. . .oh Gods, she thought, why is he
taking so long. . .
	His tongue touched her softest, most sensitive flesh, and she thought she
was going to hit the ceiling. She let out a loud moan, which intensified
when his hands came up to her breasts, his fingers stroking and caressing
her nipples as his tongue explored her folds and flicked in and out of her
entrance. . .Her hands tangled in his sandy hair, holding him down there as
if she wanted him to keep doing this forever.
	He began to nip at her, gently, gently, just enough to make her gasp and
writhe even more. . . "Ooohhh," she moaned, "ooohhh, oh gods, yes. . .don't
stop. . .don't ever stop. . ."
	When he plunged his tongue inside her, she gave a loud cry, her hips
rising all the way off the bed. She was ready, ready, almost there, she
needed just a little bit, oh, just a little bit more. . .He flicked out,
and up, across her jewel, and that did it. "AAAAAHHHH!!!" she screamed as
the climax wracked her, as tidal waves of hot joy consumed her entire
being.
	She flopped back onto the bed, panting, slowly releasing her hold on him.
. .she felt him start to come back up to her, then his mouth was caressing
hers.
	"I love you so much," she whispered between kisses.
	"I love you, too."
	Slowly, she felt herself returning to reality. . .She rolled her lover
over on his back, kissing him, letting her hands wander over his body,
feeling the soft, smooth skin stretched taut over well-toned muscles. .
.unlike many members of the British gentry, Glen's exercise program
definitely extended beyond hoisting brandy snifters!
	Slowly, she kissed her way down his chest, and began to suck his nipple,
as he had done to her. He purred loudly. "That feels so good. . ." She
licked her way across his chest, only to draw the other nipple into her
lips.
	She pulled away from him. . .but just long enough to find his discarded
pants and remove a rubber from his wallet. "What do you call these things
in England?" she said teasingly.
	"Raincoats."
	"Raincoats? You're kidding." She started to laugh, getting a mental
picture of a tiny little slicker, just big enough to fit on a man's. . .
	"I kid you not, my dear. I couldn't make something like that up."
	Still giggling, she took it out of the package and put it on. "Well, it's
about to start raining," she said. "Very hard."
	Mina kissed her lover, hard, and straddled him so that her womanhood was
rubbing against his manhood. She started to move, slow and easy at first. .
.
	"Ooohh, yes," he moaned. "This is the kind of rainstorm I *like.*"
	She picked up the pace, faster, faster, moving up a bit to feel him
rubbing more directly on her jewel. . .oh, yes, baby, like that, like that.
. .but not putting him inside, not yet. . .
	"God, Mina," he moaned, "I don't know how much more I can take. . ."
	"Then take this." She moved up, then down, impaling herself on him. Both
of them cried out loudly. She started to thrust her hips again, harder,
faster. . .they were both getting very near the point of no return. . .
	And then, she felt the hot explosion within her, and she shrieked his name
as liquid fire shot through her veins, and when he felt the tugging of her
sheath, it touched off an answering tsunami within him. He cried out loudly
as he hit the peak.
	She crashed down on top of him, and they clung to each other, breathing
loudly, covering each other's faces with kisses.
	"I love you, Mina," he whispered.
	"I love you too, Glen."
	He pulled away from her just long enough to dispose of the condom, then
came back to her. She snuggled into his arms, stroking his hair, looking at
his dear face as he drifted off to sleep.
	I love him so much, she thought. I am so lucky to have him in my life. .
.He is such a wonderful person, sweet, brave, idealistic. . .
	And a pure heart. Such a pure heart. And he gave that heart to *me.*
	She lay her head on his chest and fell asleep.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: After this experience, I don't think Mina would be as eager
to have her heart crystal stolen as she was in the anime. . .

Thanks, as usual, to all my friends in Lemon Tree, to Artemis and Luna and
to everyone who's written to me about my work!

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