Angel Moon

~Chapter 8~

Walking down the stairs that led to her apartment, Makoto Kino stopped to check her
hair in the reflective metal of the mail boxes set into the wall. Sighing softly,
the brunette walked down the path towards the street and to school.

�Morning Mako-chan!� called a cheerful young voice.

Makoto looked to her left to see young Ichigo Kurosaki, the boy that lived with his
parents in one of the first floor apartments. He was about five years old, with
spikey bright orange hair and gentle brown eyes. �Morning Ichigo, where�s you�re
mom?� Makoto replied.

�Here,� answered Masaki Kurosaki as she came out from behind the car Ichigo stood
next to. Masaki was every bit the woman and mother Makoto pictured herself being
one day. Like her son, she had orange hair but blue eyes. �Good morning Makoto, off
to school early?�

Makoto nodded, �Yeah, you guys are all packed up?�

Masaki nodded as well, �Yes, most of our furniture is already at the house in
Karakura already.� she said as she loaded a box into the back of the family wagon
car.

�I hear it�s a nice town.� Makoto said as she walked over and helped load another
heavy box.

�It is, Isshen plans to open a small practice there.� Masaki told her.

Then, almost as if on cue, Isshen Kurosaki came running from around the corner on
all fours, whinnying like a horse as his twin daughters rode on his back giggling
happily. Makoto still found it hard to believe that this man was a doctor, let
alone one skilled enough to have his own practice. Then again, her own father, when
he was still alive, was a bit of a character too. The dark haired man skidded to a
halt and waited for Karin and Yuzu to climb down off his back before standing up
straight and serious.

�Good morning Makoto.� he said to the brunette.

�Morning,� Makoto said with a polite bow.

�Mako-chan!!� Yuzu cried as she ran over to give the tall girl a hug.

Makoto knelt down and gave the little girl a hug as she smiled, �Don�t cry Yuzu,
I�m sure you�ll make lots of friends where you�re going.�

Yuzu sniffled, rubbing at her brown eyes softly, �But...�

�No buts,� Makoto said in a mock firm tone then turned to Ichigo, �Ichigo, you take
good care of your little sisters now.� Karin huffed at the notion, but Ichigo
nodded and smiled before giving the older girl a hug goodbye as well. �Take care
kid.� she said to him before ruffling his orange hair. Distantly, a part of Makoto
sensed something in the boy. A sleeping power that might one day wake and forever
complicate his life. The brunette shook her head inwardly, Where did that come
from, she thought to herself. She then said her farewells to the Kurosakis and
began walking back down towards the street.
It had been a restless night, with LCL�s words playing over and over in her head
while her fingers idly toyed with the gem set into the collar around her neck.
Having experienced first hand what their new enemy was capable of, Makoto was
worried. True she was no virgin, hadn�t been since before meeting Usagi and the
others. But the idea of fighting an enemy that didn�t want them dead so much as on
their backs was deeply unsettling.

She�d had so many questions that she wanted to ask the dark skinned man, but she
held her tongue. What was I like then? Who were my parents? Did I have someone
special in my life? The questions seemed endless. Most of what Makoto remembered
about her life then was in flashes, snippets of memory that was more feelings than
actual memory. And even then most of it clashed her her current life memories.

Makoto shook her head, not wanting to think about it anymore. Things were so much
easier when your enemy just wanted you dead and to destroy the world. Easy? Right,
and you�ve died how many times now Makoto?

�More than I�d like to count,� Makoto answered aloud before bumping blindly into
someone in front of her. She�d been so lost in thought that she hadn�t watched
where she was going.

�Hey, watch where you�re going you dumb bitch!� responded the man she�d hit.

Makotos ire was instant as she looked up to see a young man of about her height,
but dressed in street clothes. He had dark hair that was covered by a bandanna of a
light teal color with a flaming skull emblazoned on it. His eyes were like shards
of ice that seethed with malice as he glared at her.

Makoto fought down an equally acidic retort, for once she wasn�t in the mood for a
fight, �Sorry.� she replied and moved to walk around the man.

He moved to step into her path again, �Well that�s not good enough.� he said
acidically, �Look what you did bitch!�

It was then that Makoto noticed that her impact had spilled the drink that he had
been carrying all over his shirt. From the smell, it was beer. Makoto brought up
her guard silently, ready to fend this guy off if she had to.

She then shifted her weight to her left foot as he raised an arm to strike her.

�I�ll teach you to watch where you�re going!� he hissed. Before he could move
however, a big, meaty and dark skinned hand clamped down on his wrist with a vise-
like grip. Makoto gasped at the shear size of the hand. Each of its dark fingers
was as thick as two of her own! The punk then screamed in terror as he was lifted a
foot up off the ground, his legs swinging wildly.

�You should not hit girls...� said the hands owner. He was an behemoth of a man,
taller than anyone Makoto had ever met. He easily could have cleared seven feet and
was built like a delivery truck. Dressed in her schools uniform, with a jacket that
had clearly been let out a bit to be able to slide over his broad shoulders. He
easily lifted the angry punk up to his stern, but somehow gentle brown eyes and
glared at him before repeating in heavily accented Japanese, �You should not hit
girls.�

�Uh..um. Right, my mistake....� the punk answered, fear plain on his face as he
looked at her rescuers face.

The big man then released his grip on the punks arm, letting him fall back to the
ground with a thud. The frightened youth then scrambled to his feet, cursing to
himself as he ran off. The tall man then sighed quietly and began walking quietly
in the direction of the school.

Quickly recovering her wits, Makoto relaxed her tensed muscles and ran after the
young man, �Hey, wait up!� she called out to him while running to stand next to
him. He was easily a head and a half taller than herself and for the first time in
a long time, Makoto knew how Usagi must feel when she looked up to Mamoru.

�Thanks.� she said to him.

The young man grunted, but offered no other response as he kept his eyes turned
ahead. Makoto then smiled sweetly at him, �I�m Makoto Kino, you�re going to Juuban
High?�

�Yes.� he responded, and it was then that Makoto noticed just how thick his accent
was and realized that he might not speak much Japanese. She looked up at him and
saw that his head was clean shaven, like a monks. She also noticed a network of
faded lines cris crossing his head, scars. But more than that, Makoto noticed with
some effort to see the light changes in his dark tones, he was blushing!

Makoto had to fight an urge to giggle as she matched his pace and said slowly, �Are
you new in Japan?�

The youth still didn�t look at her, but Makoto chalked that up to shyness rather
than rudeness as he replied, �Yes, I just move here with mother and father.�

The brunette couldn�t place his accent, but his skin tones told enough. He had come
from another country. She craned her neck to get a better look at his face and saw
that his eyes weren�t as wide as most foreigners, but had just the slightest slant
to them, giving them an almost almond shape.

Makoto nodded and continued, �First day at school?�

�Yes.�

She could tell that she made him nervous, though she couldn�t understand why. If he
were like most guys she could say it was because she was so tall, but that
obviously wasn�t the case here. Putting on her sweetest smile, Makoto reached up
and took his arm in hers, �What�s your name?�

The youth seemed to fidget under her touch, but Makoto held tight as he answered,
�Kaceem, Sanga Kaceem.�

Makoto smiled again, �Nice to meet ya.� she said to him as she walked with him to
the school.

***

Juuban Highs white walls gleamed brightly in the early morning sun. Outside,
students and faculty milled about, walking to their classes and offices as they
prepared for another school day. In one of the second floor rooms, a young man
pulled aside a drawn curtain and looked down at the milling masses below.

�Like lambs to the slaughter,� he said as he rubbed his hand through the hair of
the young teenage girl who knelt in front of him, her mouth slowly sliding up and
down the length of his cock. He smiled down at her and pushed her head down,
forcing her to take all his length down her hot young throat. The girl gagged
slightly but made no complaint as she continued giving him a blow job. �Soon all
the students here will serve our Mistress!�

�Yes, I can�t wait!� Moaned another girl on the other side of the room. She was
stripped totally naked save for her hall shoes and socks, her body covered in sweat
and semen. The dark haired girl currently straddled another young man who was
likewise naked and groaning in pleasure as she rode him. At the same time, she
sucked the cocks of two teachers who stood on either side of her.

�Uuuh... hahh hahhh... Mistress XXX will be so pleased with us!!� cried another
girl as she was fucked on all fours by another male student, her big breasts
hanging like a pair of cow udders as she rolled her hips back against her lover.

�Yes, and she�ll reward us with even greater pleasures!� said the first student, �I
never imagined such sensations were even possible.� she groan as he came inside the
girls mouth. She audibly swallowed his cum and lifted her mouth off his cock,
stroking it slowly as she breathed.

�Oh yes, I could never go back to my old life now, not after experiencing this
ecstasy.� the girl said as she got up and pulled down her panties, leaving her
skirt and uniform on as she straddled the boys lap and began bucking against him as
he fucked her pussy hard.

One of the teachers groaned as he came in the girl students face while looking over
at another pair of female students, twin sisters, currently eating out each others
pussies in a sixty-nine position, �Everything has been set in place, and Mistress
Zuri has already been put in place as one of the Biology teachers, her terrabloods
will strike at lunch time. We�ll seal off the school and take all the remaining
students and faculty all at once.�

�Mmmm, wonderful...� said the female student who was riding atop the boy on the
floor, �I can�t wait to feel all those different boys cocks inside me, fucking my
every hole and filling me with their cum! OOoooooo, I get so excited just thinking
about it!� she moaned before latching her mouth onto another teachers cock and
prying her butt cheeks open so the other teacher could begin fucking her asshole.
As she felt his cock going in, her pussy gushed with juices, soaking the lap of the
boy she straddled as she screamed around the cock in her mouth.

�We should be careful though, Mistress XXX warned us about the Angel Senshi, they
might try to interfere with the plan.� warned the first student.

�Uuhhhhhnnn... haaaahhhh.... Mistress Zuri can deal with them, that�s why she was
sent here.� said the girl being gang banged. She then moaned like a whore as she
felt both men cumming inside her ass and pussy, �Nnnnnuuuhhh, yeah, cum inside me,
get me pregnant!!!� she groaned.

�Agreed, we shouldn�t bother with them until the school is sealed.� said the boy
fucking the girl down on all fours as he slammed his cock into her pussy and
unleashed his load inside her.

�Aaannnnnn, we�ll keep an eye on Angel Moon,� said the twins in unison, �She�s in
our class,� said the one on top.

�And we can slow her down when things get started.� finished the other.

***

When the bell rang for lunch, Makoto was positively famished. In her rush out early
this morning, she had only made herself some buttered toast for breakfast. Luckily,
she had made a large meal for lunch! Smiling to herself, Makoto walked down the
hall and spotted a small commotion down one of the adjoining hallways. Stopping to
take a peek, the brown haired girl quickly spotted the cause of the clamor. A
number of students had gathered around to gawk and stare at Sanga, the new student
she had met this morning.

The big man seemed so out of place as he tried to answer the barrage of questions
from the other students in his limited Japanese. Huffing to herself, Makoto pushed
up her sleeves and muscled her way through the crowd, �Come on, get lost will ya,
give the guy some peace.� Makoto yelled at the crowd.

Upon seeing Makoto, most of the students dispersed, already knowing her reputation
when it came to a fight. The remaining students then wandered off when the crowd
had thinned to a point where they no longer felt comfortable.

�Yeesh, I swear...� Makoto said as she looked up at Sanga, still awed by how much
taller he was than she. �Sorry about that, we�re not used to foreigners in this
school.� she told him.

�Is alright, I understand.� Sanga said as Makoto took his arm in hers again.

�Come on, I know a good quiet spot to eat.� she told him and began leading him up
the hall. Sanga followed without complaint and Makoto smiled at him as they rounded
a corner and nearly ran her face into the impressive cleavage of that new biology
teacher she had heard about.

�Oh, sorry..� Makoto said to the dark skinned woman.

�That�s alright,� said the woman in a heavy accent that Makoto couldn�t place,
�Have a nice lunch you two.� she said before continuing on her way. Makoto watched
the womans back for a few seconds, getting an eerie feeling for some reason when
she looked at her. Mentally shaking the feeling off, Makoto looked back up at Sanga
and took his hand in hers, leading him up a nearby flight of stairs.

�Where are we going?� he asked.

�The roof.� Makoto said casually. �Most students don�t like it up there this time
of year because it gets so hot, but I found a shaded spot where it�s pretty
comfortable.�

�Oh..� Sanga replied.

At the top of the stairwell was a simple door with a pushbar handle, Makoto pushed
the door open and bright sunlight spilled over the two of them. Sanga followed
Makoto out onto the schools roof, seemingly happy to feel the sun on him again as
he closed his eyes and turned his face skyward.

�Don�t like it indoors?� Makoto asked.

�Not in big buildings.� he replied as she led them over to a corner and sat down.
He sat with her and she pulled out her bento box, untying the cloth covering while
Sanga reached into his bag and pulled out a box of his own, this one covered by a
handmade cloth in a beautiful savanna pattern that Makoto hadn�t seen before. He
set the box in his lap and opened it to reveal a selection of neatly cut meats,
cheeses, and what she guessed was couscous for bedding. There was a small plastic
fork set into one side and he picked it out with his big hand and speared one of
the cuts of meat, popping it into his mouth neatly and chewing quietly.

Makoto smiled and used her chopsticks to grab a small bit f sausage from her box
and ate it quietly. Sanga didn�t speak, but Makoto put that to his lack of Japanese
than anything else. A thought occurred to her as she remembered that her Geography
Professor had mentioned that several countries in Africa spoke a native French. She
just happened to speak some French as that was the elective class she had chosen
over English which she had long since given up on.

�How long have you been in Japan?� she asked in heavily accented, but clear French.

Sanga looked at her with a mix of wonder and relief before giving a genuine smile
and responding, �Three months, my parents decided to move here about a year ago,
but all the red tape kept us from getting into the country right away.� It was the
most Makoto had heard him speak since they met this morning.

�Where are you from originally?� Makoto asked.

�A small country near Kenya, my father was the village doctor, and my mother his
assistant, she�s from here, but moved to my country to study tribal medicines where
she met my father.� Sanga explained.

Makoto nodded and was about to speak again to ask more about his parents when every
hair on the back of her head began to stand on edge. She didn�t know what the
sensation meant, but she knew it had to be bad!

�Nana!?� Sanga said, Makoto guessed he meant to say �nani�, Japanese for what, and
Makoto wished she could tell him as she moved her fingers to touch the green heart
shaped gem that hung from the collar around her throat. Then, as though on cue, the
door leading back into the school shattered outwards and one of those terrablood
creatures burst through. This one was a deep emerald color with splashes of pink
around his joints. The beast turned its reptilian eyes onto Makoto and Sanga, who
now was on his feet as well, cursing in his native language at the sight of the
monster.

From the ground below, Makoto heard the sounds of students screaming followed by
smashing sounds. She looked over the chainlink fence that bordered the roof and saw
several students running away from something below.

Not good, NOT GOOD, Makoto thought and looked to Sanga. She couldn�t fight this
thing without transforming if her earlier experience was any clue as to their
strength, but there was nowhere for her to hide up here so she could change. FUCK,
she thought, then kicked herself mentally for the seriously bad choice of mental
curses given these monsters appetites.

�Sanga, stay behind me, and please, don�t tell anyone!� Makoto called out to her
new friend. Before he could ask what she meant, Makoto screamed, �JUPITER HEART
FLASH!!!!�

And with those words, Makoto felt a strength unlike anything she had ever felt
before flashing through her body. Almost on their own, her hands gripped the front
of her uniform top and ripped forward, the fabric tearing away easily, bra and all.
Just as the fabric tore away, her breasts ballooned outwards into an impressive G-
Cup and jiggled erotically as the rest of her clothes were seared off by flashes of
lightning to be replaced by a white corset, green thigh high heeled boots and
matching gloves. A pink bow appeared above her butt and lastly a tiara materialized
on her forehead.

Once complete, Angel Jupiter struck a pose out of habit rather than impulse then
blushed all over her body as she realized that her tits and crotch were bare for
all to see! Her arms crossed over her now enormous breasts as she glared at the
enemy standing in front of her. I�m gonna kill that LCL jerk, she thought to
herself as she wondered about how she was going to defeat this new monster.
Swallowing hard, Jupiter pushed away her shame and stood straight and proud, the
fact that her new tits jiggled with her every movement barely registered as she
locked eyes with the terrablood. The green skinned thing took her her luscious body
and licked its lips with a horrid green tongue. The monsters inhuman dick then
instantly hardened, showing itself to be a long and thick green shaft with a pink
head that was ringed by nubby spines.

Jupiter suppressed a shudder of revulsion and grossed her arms in front of her
chest with her fists pointed upwards, index and pinky fingers extended. �Oh
guardian Zeus, who rules upon the Heavens, hear my pleas and strike down my
enemy...� she intoned, the spell was different from before, but she didn�t have
time to worry about that. Dark clouds began to form overhead that rumbled with
angry thunder. �DIVINE... PUNISHMENT!!!!�

With those words, a slender metal rod extended out from her tiara just as a purple-
white bolt of lightning shot down from the sky to strike it. The rod captured the
lightning and Jupiters will directed it to the intended target. Jupiter didn�t know
if it were by intention of accident, but her lightning strike caught the surprised
terrablood right in the dick! It shrieked in agony as millions of volts coursed
through its body. Nerve endings fried and synapses misfired as its body convulsed
while its skin blackened and charred.

It was then over in an instant, the spell finished and her enemy falling to the
ground in a blackened heap that broke apart into so much charcoal on impact. Some
of that strange dust that had gotten the better of her last time blew out, but
luckily the winds carried it away from her and Sanga. Jupiters eyes widened as she
realized what she had just done. Slowly, she turned to look at her new friend, one
whom she now had no secrets from in more ways than one.

�Um... So, ah...� she stammered, her cheeks blushing furiously as she tried to
cover her nipples again. Her dark green eyes then blinked in surprise when she
discovered Sanga politely looking away from her, her school uniform jacket taken
off and held out to her. A warm feeling spread out from her heart as her blush
faded and she gratefully accepted the offered covering.

�Arrigatou.� she said with a smile.

�Welcome.� Sanga said, his face a deep shade of blush red.

~End Chapter 8~