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Blazing Ache
Chapter One

She stayed for hours in that alleyway as her life slowly slipped from her, and her stabbing pains dulled. She couldn't believe what had happened. The memory replayed over and over in her mind, tormenting her. Her lifeless blue eyes closed, bringing relief to her.

She never saw the shadow, or the person who picked her up, gently.

"Thank you so much. We just don't know what to do. It's been almost two weeks. She doesn't speak, doesn't eat, and doesn't cry." Ikuko silenced her sobs, as she listened. "Thank you. Get here soon." She hung up the phone, and returned to the room. She closed the heavy door behind her with a small click, and sat in the chair beside the bed.

She grasped the small pale hand of the blonde within her own, searching her eyes for any sign of emotion. She sighed, tears filling her eyes once more. "Usa…please talk to me. We all miss you." Nothing, no response, not even a blink. Ikuko sobbed. "We don't know what to do anymore. Your cousin's coming to get you in a few hours. Do you remember him? You were so close."

She finally stopped speaking, and sat back in the hard plastic seat. Her heart was breaking. She couldn't bear to see her daughter in such a condition, and yet she couldn't bear to leave her side, either. This was all she did, sit with Usagi. She spent the night at home of course, but the rest of the day, she was here.

Kenji was so angry and sad that he threw himself into his work, sometimes not coming home until three or four in the morning. He never cried after the first couple of days, and holding his emotions in was almost killing him.

Shingo had lost interest in school and sports, so that he could be at the hospital after school. He never left his sister's side, and tried to always remain cheerful. At night his emotions poured out, as he cried endlessly and had nightmares.

She was jolted from her thoughts when the door opened, and a large group of people filtered in. "How is she doing, Mrs.Tsukino?" Ami's soft voice questioned. She glanced at her daughter and frowned.

"No change." Kenji walked over to his wife, and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"She leaves today, right?" Rei asked, as she stepped forward to grasp Usagi's other hand.

"Yes. In about an hour. She's going to stay with her cousin." Rei nodded, and leaned down to kiss Usagi's pale cheek.

"We just came to say goodbye. Get better Meatball Head. We all miss you." She stepped back, pushing her black strands from her face, and successfully wiping away the tear that was sliding down her cheek. She turned, and left the room.

Makoto walked up, placing her pink rose earrings in Usagi's hand. "Bye, Usa. We're not what you need right now, but I hope you find what is." She repeated Rei's actions, and stood back up from her stooped position. She smiled sadly at Ikuko, and left the room.

"Goodbye, Usagi. Stay strong," Ami requested, as she kissed her princess's cheek. "Your strength has never failed you before," She whispered, as she squeezed Usagi's hand. She left with a final glance at the blonde.

"Usa, we'll see you later, when you're back to your old self. Try to get better." Minako continued to hold her hand, after she had kissed her cheek. "Don't give up." She left the room, and closed the door with a click.

Kenji walked over to the bed, inspecting his daughter with weary eyes. She had changed so much. She was no longer his precious, happy little girl. He pulled her emotionless figure into a hug. "I'm sorry, sweetie. I love you, and we'll miss you. Please try to get better for us. I couldn't protect you, and I'm sorry. I failed." He kissed her forehead tenderly, and left. His heart couldn't take anymore. Every time he looked at her, wasting away, he was reminded of how much a failure he was.

Shingo sat beside his sister, frowning. Slowly, tears started falling down his cheeks. "I'm sorry, Usa. If I hadn't made you mad then you wouldn't have left that day a—and this wouldn't have happened. It's all my fault!" He looked at her, and seeing no response, sobbed. "I'm a horrible brother! I'm sorry…I'm sorry." He ran from the room, not seeing the single tear that slid down his sister's pale cheek.

It remained silent. Ikuko didn't know what to say. What could she say? Everyone thought that it was their fault. Shingo…Kenji…her friends…even herself. They were all wallowing in their guilt.

The door opened, and a teenager poked his head in. "Aunt Ikuko, is it ok to come in?"

"Come in, Quatre. She's all ready," Ikuko said, as she nodded her head. "Everyone has already said their goodbyes. Her bags are ready, over by the sink."

He picked the two purple suitcases up, and gave her a small smile. "I'll just go put these in the car." He closed the door behind him. Ikuko knew that he was just giving her time to say goodbye.

She turned to Usagi, making sure the blonde could see her face. She raised her hand, to push the bangs out of her face. After, she rested her hand on her daughter's cool cheek.

"Quatre is going to take good care of you, Usagi. We don't know how long you'll be gone, but we hope it won't be long." Ikuko paused, struggling for words. "I love you so much, Usagi. You're my little bunny, and I never wanted anything bad to happen to you. Maybe if I hadn't sheltered you, this wouldn't have happened."

Quatre came back into the room, and stood by the door, waiting. "Bye, Usagi." She kissed her daughter's forehead and cheek, before walking over to Quatre. They hugged quickly. "Good luck, Quatre."

When she left, Quatre looked at his cousin. She looked horrible! She had dropped at least 20 pounds, and looked like a skeleton. The regular clothes they had put on her, that fit her before, were now two sizes too big. She had dark circles underneath her dull cerulean eyes, a testament to all the sleepless nights.

When he stepped closer, she visibly shrank from him. He sat on the edge of her bed, making no motion to get closer. He simply looked at her, with a sad smile. 'She's afraid of me—of men.' He thought to himself, as he glanced at her.

"Usa, I promise I won't hurt you. I want to take care of you and help you get better." He spoke to her until she stopped gripping the sheets quite so tightly. He went to take her hand in his, but she pulled hers away the second they touched.

Suddenly, he was assaulted with the overwhelming feeling of panic. They were her emotions. He sat for a few minutes, until the feeling faded. Frowning, he grasped her chin with his hand, and forced her to look at him. "I will not hurt you. Please trust me." He looked at her until he saw her eyes soften slightly. Silently, he lowered his hand to grasp hers. "Come on, Usagi. It's time to go back to my house." He pulled her to a standing position.

"We're going to go down to the car now, okay?" He slowly led her from the room, noticing that she never raised her gaze from the floor. They slowly wound their way down the hallways, trying to find their way to the front door. As they walked down the last corridor, Usagi stopped, refusing to go on.

Quatre looked back at her, noticing the fear in her eyes. He turned around, and found the source of her fear. Three men stood at one wall, quietly talking. Every few seconds one would glance at them. Quatre pulled Usagi close to his opposite side, away from the men, wrapping his arm around her.

They quickly walked past the group, and only when they were outside the hospital did she stop cowering. He led her over to the limo, and opened the door. He was surprised when she dove into the car. He got in after her, to find her pressed into a corner.

He settled into the middle, and closed his eyes. It was better to let her get used to the situation then to overwhelm her at the beginning.

He turned his thoughts to the problem at hand. How were they supposed to break through her walls when her closest family and friends couldn't? The only thing she reacted to was men, and that was in fear. Unfortunately, almost all of the maquanacs were men, and so were the five of them.

She had built her walls up so well, even Quatre with his abilities as an empath, couldn't find many holes. She obviously had a lot of experience, and wasn't planning on letting anyone into her bleeding heart.

He was startled from his thoughts by a soft snore. When he looked at the blonde, he smiled. She was curled up, her hair spilling over her shoulders in golden waves. Looking at her then, you couldn't tell what she'd been through. She looked just as sweet and innocent as she had before.

He slid his jacket off, and draped it over her. After leaning back, he closed his eyes.

"I'm going to make it better, Usa. Nothing like that will ever happen to you again. I'll protect you. I promise," He whispered, as he slowly went to sleep.

In the corner, the blonde slowly opened her eyes to gaze at her cousin. He was just as sweet as she remembered, and she knew that he'd do everything in his power to break down her walls. She knew that no matter what, she couldn't let him, or anyone else, in.

They all thought, that underneath all the pain, she was the same smiling girl from before. But she wasn't. She was completely different, now that her rose-colored view of the world had been stripped away.

If she let him in, and he found out what she was really like, he wouldn't love her anymore. No one would.

She glanced down at the rose shaped earrings in her palm, and slipped them in her pocket. Makoto was trying to lend her strength, since those earrings were the only thing that reminded Makoto of her parents. They lent her strength in times of need. She closed her eyes, tears sliding down her cheeks.

Author Note: So, how is the story so far? Any suggestions, for the plot, or otherwise?