The story contains some sexual scenes so don't read it if you're 

 underage. Right, like if you'd listen to me, but don't come to me 

 when your psychiatrist tells you you're not quite normal!

  The story takes place after the senshi defeat Neherenia. So Hotaru 

 reached her normal age again lives with the Outers and ChibiUsa 

 with Usagi and her family. Hotaru is about 14 and ChibiUsa a bit 

 younger.

  Before we begin I would like to thank Naoko Takeuchi for creating 

 the beautiful legend of Sailor Moon.

  These characters ain't mine, I'm just borrowing them for a while.

 

 

   Hotaru's pain

    Featuring Hotaru

     By The Ghost of 'lectricity

 

 

  "Why? Why?!" Hotaru cried while lying on her bed, her face buried 

 in her pillow, weeping. She was still wearing her school uniform as 

 she just came back from school. Michiru was sitting next to her on 

 her bed, Haruka and Setsuna were standing in the doorway to 

 Hotaru's room.

  "Why don't you tell us what happened sweetie?" Michiru said with a 

 soft voice.

  "I... I... I promised myself... I'd never... never use them 

 again..." Hotaru tried to tell as her crying choked her words.

  "What? You'd never use what again?" Michiru's voice was as soft as 

 it could get.

  "My hands!"

 

 

 ***FLASHBACK***

 

 

  Hotaru was in school, quietly standing next to her usual chair - 

 in the corner of the last row - looking out the window. It was 

 lunch time and everybody was talking and laughing like always.

  Two boys were chasing each other between the chairs and the 

 school-desks, cheerfully teasing each other. Then it happened... 

 one of the boys tripped and while he was falling he hit his head on 

 a desk. He fell on the floor and a dark-red colour covered some of 

 his brown hair and a few trickles of it fell on the floor.

  The boy - Ryu - was very popular with Hotaru's classmates, you 

 could consider him quite handsome and he could make friends fast - 

 something Hotaru envied him for. She wasn't really close to any of 

 her classmates.

  A crowd quickly gathered around the boy who was lying motionless 

 on the floor. Even Hotaru came up to the crowd with shock in her 

 beautiful dark eyes.

  <No! Please don't! I can't! I promised myself...> Hotaru thought 

 looking at the boy, then looking at her hands clutched to her 

 chest.

  The boy who was chasing Ryu knelt beside him and didn't know what 

 to do. "Ryu! Wake up! Stand up!" he was crying to him.

  The dark-red colour was spreading on the boy's hair and on the 

 floor. Hotaru had no choice. She couldn't let the boy die in front 

 of her. She slowly made a step forward and knelt beside Ryu. 

 Everybody was looking at her. <Maybe... maybe they'll 

 understand...> Hotaru stretched out her right hand and touched the 

 boy's head. She closed her eyes and a moment later her hand began 

 to glow. The blood disappeared from Ryu's head and from the 

 floor... Hotaru opened her eyes, she slowly stood up, staggered a 

 bit from the exhaustion. Then she slowly walked away from the crowd 

 around the boy.

  The classroom was perfectly silent as Hotaru was walking away, 

 toward her previous spot at the window. The boy slowly opened his 

 eyes, much to the amazement of the crowd that gathered around him. 

 Hotaru's eyes were locked on a sakura tree, covered in white, but 

 she didn't see it. Her body was frozen but she felt great tension 

 inside. She was waiting...

  Then the first reactions and words rose from the group around Ryu:

  "Did you see that?"

  "What happened?"

  "I don't know."

  "... witch ... Tomoe is a witch!"

  < W I T C H > The words cut through Hotaru's heart and mind like a 

 chainsaw, shredding everything underneath it. But the tension was 

 relieved and her head tilted to face the ground, her hair hiding 

 her face. A single tear poured from her eye, ran across her face 

 and fell to the ground...

 

 

 ***END OF FLASHBACK***

 

 

  "It's okay honey, everything is gonna be okay." Michiru tried to 

 calm Hotaru down. She didn't know what else to say.

  Suddenly the doorbell rang. Haruka had to go downstairs to answer 

 it - Hotaru's room was on the second floor. She was thinking to 

 herself who could that be as she opened the door. Much to her 

 surprise, outside was standing Usagi. Her usual ear-to-ear smile 

 faded as she saw Haruka's serious face.

  "Oh, Usagi, it's you. Hi." Haruka said unenthusiastically.

  "Haruka, you look so worried. What's wrong?" Usagi asked 

 concerned.

  "Come here. Sit down." Haruka led Usagi into the living room. She 

 explained the story to her and the room fell in silence.

  After about 15 minutes Michiru and Setsuna also came downstairs.

  "Well?" Haruka asked the two tall girls.

  "I don't know what else to say to her. "She said she wants to be 

 alone." Michiru explained. Setsuna's face looked so sad it could 

 make walls cry, Usagi thought to herself. Hotaru was to her like 

 the child she could never have.

  "Let me talk to her, please." Usagi stepped forward.

  "I don't know, Usagi." Michiru said. "She said she wants to be 

 alone."

  After a moment Setsuna broke the silence: "Let her try...". She 

 knew Usagi was good in talking to people - she has watched her long 

 before Usagi became Sailor Moon. She had watched her in the Silver 

 Millennium, in the present and in Crystal Tokyo. If anybody could 

 calm Hotaru down it would be Usagi.

  "OK, what kind of ice cream do you have in the fridge?"

  Michiru and Haruka looked puzzled at each other but Setsuna's face 

 lit up a bit. "Come with me, I'll show you." she said to Usagi.

  "Well, there goes my diet for my Mamo-chan!" Usagi laughed, 

 sincerely trying to break the tension.

 

 

  Hotaru was still lying on her bed as she heard a knock on her 

 door. "Hotaru-chan, can I come in?" She knew this voice, of course, 

 but she was too sad and too confused right now to place it on the 

 right face. "Who... Who is it?" she managed to ask between her 

 sobs. "It's me, Usagi." As there was no answer to that Usagi came 

 in.

  The room was unusually bright, not matching the mood in it. In the 

 middle of the bright room there was a fragile little dark-haired 

 girl crying on her bed; no wonder Setsuna was so heart-broken.

  Usagi sad down on Hotaru's bed and spoke to her: "Come here, come 

 into my arms." Usagi picked Hotaru up and took her softly in her 

 embrace. Her eyes were red and swallowed and her cheeks were damp. 

 Hotaru put her head on Usagi's shoulder and Usagi whispered quietly 

 in her ear.

  "You did the right thing, you had no choice."

  "But why... why do they... hate me..."

  "They don't hate you. They just don't understand it."

  Usagi's embrace was warm and cosy; Hotaru felt so comfortable 

 when Usagi was holding her. Soon her tears subsided and in about 

 half an hour she spoke again.

  "I wish I wouldn't have these powers..." she said.

  "Don't say that. These powers make you special. You're the only 

 one in the whole world who has these powers."

  After a pause Hotaru said: "Thank you, Usagi-chan."

  "Now let's eat the ice cream! This will make you feel better." 

 Usagi said, her eyes already shining with anticipation.

  "Usagi-chan?"

  "Yes, Hotaru-chan?"

  "Can you hold me a little longer, please?"

  "Oh... Of course Hotaru-chan..." but deep inside Usagi thought: 

 <Soon, my tummy... Soon it will be ours! OURS! Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!>

 

 

  The sun was already going down while Setsuna, Haruka and Michiru 

 were sitting in the living room - Hraruka and Michiru on the couch, 

 holding hands, and Setsuna in a big armchair.

  They heard a door close in the upper floor and a voice groaning: 

 "Ow... ah... ow..." Then Usagi appeared on top of the stairs.

  "What happened?" the three asked almost simultaneously.

  "I... I'll be okay." She was still holding her spoon in her hand.

  "What's with Hotaru?" Haruka asked.

  "She'll be okay too. By the way, have you got anything against 

 tummy-ache?" Usagi inquired with pain in her eyes.

  "Here you go." Setsuna handed her a small package as the three 

 girls were running past her towards Hotaru's room.

  As Usagi finally reached the couch the trio was already down 

 again.

  "Thank you so much Usagi!" Setsuna began.

  "How did you do it anyway?" Michiru wanted to know.

  "It's a secret. No, just kidding. I don't know really, I guess I'm 

 good at that kind of things."

  "Is there anything we can do for you, Usagi?" Haruka offered.

  "Well, you could drive me home. I'm running a bit late."

 

 

  "Ow... Aw..." Usagi was still groaning as Haruka was driving her 

 home.

  "How much of the ice cream did *you* actually eat and how much did 

 Hotaru eat?" Haruka wanted to know.

  "Well, she's not a good eater, you should really do something 

 about that. She only had a few spoons and I had to eat the rest. I 

 had no choice." Usagi answered baldly.

  "Well, you could *not* eat it."

  "Oh, no! I couldn't do that!" Usagi answered seriously.

  <And this girl gets to be a queen, I don't understand this world.> 

 Haruka smiled to herself.

 

    ***

 

  Hotaru followed Usagi's advice and put on her favourite nightie 

 while she was getting ready for bed. Usagi said it would make her 

 feel better - and it actually did. It was a pink silken night-gown 

 reaching only a few inches beneath her crotch. It was semi-

 transparent and she loved to watch herself in it in front of the 

 mirror. She also loved the touch of the silk against her bare skin 

 - against her breasts, her belly, her back, her thighs.

  Hotaru was just standing in the middle of her room letting the 

 sensation wash through her body, her eyes closed. She was 

 wearing nothing but her pink nightie and her white cotton panties. 

 It wasn't the ideal combination but it didn't matter to Hotaru, as 

 long as she was comfortable.

  Then she suddenly opened her eyes and with a certain glow in her 

 dark jewels she quickly pulled down her panties. The silk touched 

 the cheeks of her butt and a certain warm feeling began building 

 inside of her. She walked up and down her room so that the fabric 

 could touch every square inch of her body. The silk followed the 

 moves of her body - it touched her here and there, just briefly, 

 and the warmth inside her grew. The silk touched her pubic hair and 

 underneath, her pussy, which was getting wetter every second.

  Her nipples were pushing hard against the fabric when Hotaru 

 suddenly decided to stop. It was a long and tiresome day and she 

 was too exhausted to do it. She sat down on her bed to catch her 

 breath and then she crawled in her bed.

  She was trying to sleep but she couldn't. Her thoughts started 

 wandering off, like they often do when you can't fall asleep. 

 <Usagi-chan was so nice to me ... she really is a true princess ... 

 ... but, man, does she eat a lot ... she finished off the whole 

 bucket of ice cream almost by herself ... ... I wonder what will 

 happen tomorrow in school ... no! I don't want to think about that 

 now ... I can hear Haruka-papa and Michiru-mama giggling downstairs 

 ... I wonder if they are watching slippery movies again ... I 

 caught them once watching that kind of movies ... I walked in the 

 living room 'cause I wanted to know what's so funny and they turned 

 off the TV immediately and hid under the blankets ... I think they 

 were naked ... ... oh no, I'm getting wet again ... I wish you 

 could turn this off sometimes ... sometimes, not often though ... 

 oh! ChibiUsa-chan is coming tomorrow after school for a visit ... 

 Usagi-chan promised me she'd send her over ... ChibiUsa-chan was my 

 first friend ... we really got close over time ... without her I 

 wouldn't have so many friends now ... oh, ChibiUsa-chan ... ahhh 

 ... I'm so hot ... now I have to do it ... oh, ChibiUsa-chan ...>

  Hotaru began to move under her blanket just to experience the 

 sensation of the silk moving over her body again. She brought her 

 hand up to her breasts and began squeezing them lightly. Normally 

 this wouldn't have as much effect as it had this time. The feeling 

 of the silk pressed against her breasts and her nipples was almost 

 magical. "...oh, ChibiUsa-chan..." Hotaru whispered silently 

 against the empty room. Hotaru imagined ChibiUsa's fingers, not her 

 own, were pinching and pulling at Hotaru's nipples and it made her 

 even hotter. She breathed deeper and faster when one hand wandered 

 past her belly-button and reached her dark curls above her pussy. 

 She pulled her nightie up to uncover her wet pussy. While her left 

 hand was playing with her hard nipple her right hand stopped in the 

 jungle just above her pleasure center. She imagined what would it 

 be like if ChibiUsa's hand would be there combing her curls with 

 her hands. Next she ran her finger across the line her swollen 

 pussylips formed. "ChibiUsa..." she moaned a bit louder. She 

 brought her finger up to her mouth and licked it hastily, tasting 

 her sweet juices. Her hand returned quickly to her wet pussy, not 

 wasting any time to stop anywhere but directly above her pleasure 

 center. She touched her swollen jewel as gently as the 

 circumstances - her body was on fire - allowed her. As her left 

 hand violently pulled at her nipple the right one was circling 

 around her love button touching it from time to time sending 

 shivers up and down her spine. Her breathing was shallow now and 

 very fast. She pinched and pulled at her nipple and her clitoris 

 coming closer to her climax every moment. Hotaru twitched her 

 nipple one last time and pushed her finger inside of her for just 

 half an inch as her muscles locked it inside. "ChibiUsa!" she 

 screamed and then her body froze for a moment under the sheets of 

 her bed.

  As he body relaxed she brought her finger to her mouth again and 

 licked it clean. <...oh, ChibiUsa...> were her last thoughts before 

 she fell asleep with her finger in her mouth.

 

    ***

 

  Hotaru was slowly walking with a heavy heart the next morning. She 

 entered the classroom looking down, knowing she is being watched by 

 everybody. She put down her schoolbag on her desk and stepped to 

 the window. She was looking at the white sakura tree, admiring the 

 beauty of it when somebody stepped up beside her: "Tomoe Hotaru..."

 She turned around and clutched her arms to her chest in defence 

 instinctively. In front of her was standing the boy she healed 

 yesterday.

  "Tomoe Hotaru... errr... I want to thank you for saving my life 

 yesterday." He bowed deeply to show her his respect. "If there is 

 anything I can do for you -" The bell interrupted him in the middle 

 of his speech.

  "I'll talk to you later, OK?" he said as the teacher entered the 

 classroom. Hotaru just nodded silently and a little confused but 

 her heart was screaming with joy.

 

 

 The End

 

 The Ghost of 'lectricity

 Peter.dobaj@guest.arnes.si