Usagi and Mamoru's wedding had been the happiest day of their lives. All of their friend had been there, including all the scouts, Naru, Umino, Motoki, Yuichiro, Usagi's parents and brother, Shingo. Even Chibiusa and Helios had come from the future to be there. Usagi could remember it like it was yesterday. Mamoru had been so handsome in his tuxedo. She remembered how he had smiled at her as she walked down the aisle before taking her hands in his and vowing to always love, cherish, honor and protect her, for as long as they both lived. As Usagi thought of that last part she grimaced and placed a hand on the bruise under her left eye. A single tear ran down her cheek. Once upon a time Mamoru had been a loving husband. But not anymore... not since Chibiusa had been born.
Usagi gazed down at the angelic face of her baby, only a few weeks old. She was swaddled in a white blanket, with only her face and a few strands of wispy pink hair showing. Chibiusa cooed as Usagi gently rocked her. She placed a tender kiss upon her forehead before laying down in her bassinet. She gave a slight frown at Mamoru, who was sitting in an armchair, reading the newspaper. He hadn't once held Chibiusa since she'd come home from the hospital. She walked over to him and laid a hand down on his shoulder. Closing the paper, he looked up at her. Usagi was a little bit frightened at the coldness in his eyes.
"Mamo-chan... I think it's about time you spent a bit of time with your daughter," she said. He continued to stare up at her, not speaking. "I know it's a little bit frightening. But I know you'll do a good job holding her. If I can manage to hold her without dropping her, I think you'll do just fine," she chuckled at the last part and smiled at him.
He turned back to his newspaper. "I'm not interested in holding your daughter," he said, without looking up.
"My daughter?" Usagi looked at him, hurt in her eyes. "She's our daughter Mamoru. How dare you!"
"How dare I?!" Mamoru violently stood up from the chair and grabbed her arms. "How dare you! I never wanted the little brat. I indulged you during your pregnancy because I thought maybe I could learn to love that, that... thing." His last words were spat out at her. "But I don't and I never will! And now you spend all your time doting on her." His grip on her arms tightened and she flinched.
"Mamoru, you're hurting me!" she sobbed, trying to wrench herself from his grasp. He pushed her away from him, flinging her to the floor. She looked up at him with tears streaming from her eyes. She could practically feel the loathing and hate radiating from him. He looked down at her with disgust in his eyes. His gaze was drawn to the bassinet, where Chibiusa lay sleeping. Usagi gasped and quickly crawled on the floor to crouch in front of it, her arms spread wide so as to protect her child from whatever evil mischief he could be considering. He rolled his eyes and sneered at her before he grabbed his newspaper and stormed out of the room.
Usagi shakily stood up. She carefully picked up Chibiusa, her arms throbbing from where he had grabbed her and her hip aching from when had hit the floor after he'd practically thrown her. She gazed down at her baby. She didn't understand what had happened to Mamoru-kun to make him act this way, but she had a feeling this wouldn't be the end of it. Usagi felt her resolve turn to steel as she vowed to make sure that he would never hurt her baby, no matter what happened. A tear ran down her cheek and landed on Chibiusa's face. The baby began fussing and Usagi held her close. "It's gonna be all right, little one. It'll going to be all right."