Father "Figure" or True Love?

I've read stories where Mamoru and Usagi are related, (Hell 2 of my stories they are! That's because I'm crazy and can do that. It's my mind my own little world! Hee hee.)

But what if Mamoru was Usagi's father figure?

All will be explained! AND IT'S NOT GOING TO BE WHAT YOU THINK! Don't worry so much you will get old before your time.

WARNING: Like I have said at my profile, Do not read if you don't have an open mind. You have been warned so don't you go reading and then complaining to me!

And those of you that have read ALL of my stories you know I like those wrenches! But no worries there aren't any in this….maybe?

After my past two stories and all that love, I am ready for drama now.

And remember… I DON'T OWN nothing from SM etc. me only owns this story idea! EvaC

SUMMARY: Can a young boy raise a little girl by himself and find his true love? A true love that is meant to be? And what is true love? How and who can measure what true love is and means? AND Can true love be….. Between anyone?

CHAPTER 1

Ten year old Mamoru Chiba who was a handsome young boy with his jet black hair and his dark blue eyes that made him stand out from others, sat looking down at his hands that he held tightly on his lap. He held them so tightly that his knuckles were white now. His whole life, his whole world had just changed by what he had just found out.

Mamoru listened to his parents yelling, his grandparents yelling, his babysitter's mother yelling and his babysitter Azarni sitting across from him crying softly as she kept her head down. But Mamoru knew she was faking the tears. She wasn't as innocent as she was trying to be. Mamoru knew she wasn't innocent in anything.

Azarni was sixteen years old and at the moment Mamoru hated her with a passion even more then before. If he could wish for anyone to die it would be her. It was always Azarni that Mamoru wanted to see die.

Azarni only watched him on the evening when his parents went out on the town. If they were gone traveling the servants watched Mamoru when he was home from boarding school. He was home now since it was the autumn vacation. He would be going back to school soon until Christmas break.

Yes Mamoru hated Azarni for she had done things, personal things to him that no one knew about when she would watch him. Just three months ago she had done something really bad to him that Mamoru had hoped to never remember. And now Azarni had told the adults that she was pregnant and Mamoru was the father of her unborn baby.

But how could he be Mamoru wondered to himself. He was just ten hadn't been ten for very long. Sure he was taller then the other boys in his class and sure he didn't look ten, he looked older. He blamed his parent for him looking older then his true age since they were both so tall. But still he was only ten.

Mamoru closed his eyes as he remembered how happy he had been a few minutes ago up in his room alone. He was always happiest up in his room alone when he was at home.

Mamoru had been up in his room, his sanctuary, his haven, reading when his father walked in fast making the bedroom door slam open and hit the wall behind it. Mamoru looked at his father fast wondering what was wrong and what had happened.

Mamoru knew he hadn't done anything wrong he was a good boy who was always seen but never heard. He never talked back to an adult. His teacher's always praised how well behaved he was and how they wished all the students were as good as Mamoru. Mamoru had no friends since the other kids hated him. He was a nerd, a teacher's pet who was beat up a lot since the other kids hated how he made them all look bad. He was a straight A student even smarter then the other kids when it came to schoolwork.

Mamoru was his mother's perfect child who never caused a problem to give "mummy" a headache or to embarrass her in front of others. For if "mummy" got a headache Mamoru would get yelled at and if she was embarrassed he was sent away. For "mummy" didn't need or want any problems. And father went along with it to keep "mummy" happy and out of his hair and his "personal" business. When his parents were home and not off traveling Mamoru would be in his room away from them as much as he could be.

Mamoru always wondered if that nasty smelling stuff his mother drank from a bottle wasn't the cause of her headaches but he never asked. If he ever asked his father something the man would act like he didn't hear and just hand Mamoru some more money.

Mamoru's father looked at him from the open doorway and Mamoru thought his fathers eyes looked at him like he didn't know his own son like he was a stranger. "Get downstairs now." Mamoru's father said as he stood there just looking. Mamoru could tell that the man was upset about something but he didn't ask.

Mamoru stood up fast after he put his book and his reading glasses down on his desk. He then walked to his father and went past him and walked to the stairs then down to the living room with his father following him close.

Mamoru stopped in the archway and looked into the living room surprised his grandparent were there near his mother who sat in her chair looking down. Mamoru looked to his left and saw Azarni sitting with a woman standing near her. Mamoru had never seen the woman before. Since the woman had her hand on Azarni's shoulders as she sat in a chair and the woman looked like Azarni just a little Mamoru figured that she must be Azarni's mother.

Mamoru looked to his father as the man walked past him and went to his wife. Mamoru noticed only his grandfather and grandmother looked at him with soft eyes. Azarni's mother stood there glaring at him and his mother wouldn't look at him.

"Sit down son." Mamoru's father said as he pointed to an empty chair by Azarni. For a second Mamoru didn't want to go near her and her mom but Mamoru did what his father told him to do.

"Son I'm only going to ask you this once and you better answer with nothing but a yes or no do you understand?" Mamoru's father said as Mamoru looked at only him. "Yes sir I understand." Mamoru said with his voice soft.

Mamoru continued to look at his father as the man seemed to take a deep breath then let the air out slowly.

"Son did you have intercourse with Azarni?" His father then asked. Mamoru looked at him wondering what that word meant. "Intercourse?" Mamoru asked looking at the man then at his grandparents. "It means did you sleep with her have sex?" Mamoru's grandfather suddenly said noticing the confused look in Mamoru's eyes. The man knew how his own son and daughter-in-law seemed to forget Mamoru's young age since the boy did look older then his age.

Mamoru looked down fast to fast for Azarni's mothers liking. "See I told you! The sick bastard!" her mother just about yelled out. "He didn't answer." Mamoru's father told the woman. All of the adults looked at Mamoru again.

"Mamoru yes or no." Mamoru's father then said. "Yes sir one time three months ago." Mamoru said in a soft voice almost above a whisper as he continued to look down. "But it wasn't my fault. She…" Mamoru started to say but was told to shut up by not only Azarni's mother but his parents also. His grandparents just shook their heads in disbelief. His mother started to moan and hold her head as her eyes started to close.

Mamoru tried to explain what happened to him. How Azarni had been the one to force him. But the adults wouldn't listen. They all yelled at him to be quiet then got to yelling at each other again. Her mother calling him names that Mamoru didn't even know what they meant. The only thing he did understand was that they all thought he was to blame. All boys wanted to "experiment" with older females Azarni's mother said.

Mamoru wondered what Azarni had said to them to make them believe he was to blame and she was innocent. She was the older one not him. She wasn't all sweet and nice and Mamoru knew the truth about her.

Mamoru was told that Azarni was pregnant three months along and he looked at her fast with his eyes and mouth so wide in shock. He just looked at her as the adults left the living room still yelling at each other. His father and her mother were doing the most yelling. His mother needed his grandmother to help her out of the room.

After the adults were gone but could still be heard, Azarni slowly looked up at Mamoru and only smiled that sick sweet smile that Mamoru hated and had nightmares about. She looked back down but was still smiling. Mamoru heard her start to "cry" as a shiver went down his back as he bent his head down and his eyes closed tight as he remembered that night three months ago.

To be continued

I hope you enjoyed this first chapter. Review only if you want. I don't beg peeps too because I figured if someone wants to review they will. And sorry this is so short I'm hoping that the next chapters won't be but we will see. As you fellow writers know sometimes we can only write what pops in our minds. EvaC