Chapter thirteen
Usagi spun around towards the door, and all the anger, hatred and vengeance drained from her body and left through the light breeze that exited through the half opened window.
I figure there leaned against the wall arms closed over his chest. He frowned at her, his dark eyes digging into her soul.
Usagi inhaled sharply her hands covered her chest, "I broke a promise." Her voice was so light and airy the man hidden barely heard her. "What promise?"
Usagi's eyes flew to him but they could not see him and never would.
"The one I made to Ruka chan. I...I told her I wouldn't let it destroy my spirit. And...it almost did."
"Are you ready to talk?"
Usagi shook her head; "I wont burden you with my problems. Tokyo was my home and I will avenge it."
Suddenly the person in the shadows rushed out and threw Usagi against the bed pinning her there.
Usagi gasped for breath, she had never seen it coming; he had been too quick for her to focus on.
"Dammit! Usagi haven't you ever thought, that it might be ours to? Have you ever thought about us! We have had to wait, and wait hoping for you to tell us, so we could destroy the organization that did that to those people. Have you ever cared?"
Tears formed in her eyes, and she gripped the hands that held her by shoulders. "Iie! Iie! I never will care anymore. I have cared for others all my life, and look what happened to me for all the things I have done for earth!"
The hands loosened briefly with their grip only to grip tightly again.
"Tell me who attacked Tokyo! Tell me now dammit!"
The tears began to fall and she struggled under his grip. "Iie! This is my fight!"
The hands that held her shook her roughly. "Why? Why is it your fight!"
Usagi then shouted through angry tears, "Because my friends let my husband, and musume die!"
The hands slowly let her go and Usagi choked on sobs that racked her body, and she burst into sad tears.
And then suddenly two arms pulled her up into a sitting position and held her against a firm chest. He softly kissed the top of her head and whispered gently, "Go ahead and cry."
The young woman nervously glanced left then right, 'did they follow me?'
When she saw no one, she hurried along picking up her fast pace till she was nearly running.
Rain poured from the sky, the clouds roared with angry tears. But it didn't stop her; she didn't even slow down to pull her hood up over her head.
Suddenly a bolt ripped the sky in half and hit the earth with a loud pop, and the clouds roared again covering up the opening.
And just for that minute, the bright flash of light from the bolt lighted up the young woman when it hit the ground with such a force. She froze in place, her eyes scanning the stone wall gates, to the large trees, then to the road, and finally to the bags she gripped in her hands tightly.
She heaved a sigh when she was blanketed in darkness. Sure she could with stand the rain and dark ominous clouds. But the lightning frightened the young woman, because it also, frightened HER.
Suddenly movement from the right made her go rigid, her free hand reached into her bag and gripped something inside.
Then, someone came running past her. They called back, "Come on girl or they'll start without us."
The woman sighed and removed her hand from the bag and she then raced after the other young woman.
It took them 2 minutes to get there. And they stopped running right outside a small little building.
The shortest women came up behind the taller one, the one who had run past her, and the one who didn't give a damn about lighting, who would dance out in a storm if she could.
The tall one, slid the door open, made of thin paper and they both stepped into a ninety-degree temperature room, dripping wet.
The tall one shrugged off her coat and hung it up on the coat hanger. She then slid off her earmuffs, and gloves and stuffed them into a pocket of her coat. She then joined the group of others on the floor, near a blazing fire.
The shorter woman wanted to run away in fear, but it was her duty to stay here.
She pulled off her coat and hung it up. Her gaze then fell to the figure, tied and gagged to the floor at her feet.
Dark red eyes burned into the woman's soul and she quickly tore off the extra clothes and moved away to the person on the floor.
She sat down on the floor near the taller one.
The one in front of the fire stated, "I got a call this afternoon. What do you have to say..."
The shortest of all the women in the room swallowed hard, "I saw her. I...I mean she's..."
"Who is?" The taller one the tallest of them all stared down at her, her eyes probed into her soul and she had to swallow her fear down again. "Usagi is alive."
The first one who spoke nearly leaped to her feet with and outrage, but instead the gripped the kimino in her hands tightly. "How is she still alive. She was dead, and we made sure of it. She had no idea, and no strength to fight back."
The smaller one nodded, "I know you did...I mean we. But she came, and with allies. More scouts."
"What?" This time the last one had spoken, her voice hoarse, and tears had stained her cheeks.
The smaller one spoke up after clearing her throat, "More scouts, and they are powerful. I have seen the attacks in person. They are very strong."
Suddenly the doors opened and shut, "But not strong enough."
All four women, even the one on the floor who was tied and gagged looked at the tall figure in the door.
"She is right. Usagi is alive. We can't wait much longer, each day she grows stronger. But I don't want you to kill her this time. We need her to use the crystal and create what should have been done when this all began."
The person on the floor choked on a sob, her red eyes stared at the tall dark man that towered over her. She shook her head as the tears began to fall. And in her mind she thought, "Iie, how could you..."
He waited till he heard the monotone breaths that escaped her lips, the even sound of breathing.
She was asleep, deep in the dream world where nothing could touch her, not even blindness.
He gently laid her down on the bed and stared down at her.
She was pale in color, and a bruise marred her delicate shoulder. And suddenly the image of her, when they found her came to his mind. He didn't want that to happen to her again. He wanted to help her, but she wouldn't let him. She wouldn't let anyone get too close; she even held Duo and Quatre at arms length. And he was even further back then they were.
He had tried to stay away, out from all the emotional chaos, but she had found him. And he couldn't stay away any longer. She had hooked him, and pulled him into all the chaos, and she didn't mean to.
He knew she didn't want them close, didn't want them to be burdened by her; he had heard the pain in her voice when they were going to the library.
He sighed, stood and covered the blanket over her. He hoped everything would work out for her, she disserved everything in this world, but he knew she wouldn't take it.
Something about her, gave away who she is, or who she had been. He knew she wasn't the same, and that day, several weeks back, he knew she had lost all the trust in the world.
He moved away and head for the door, and pushed it open. He looked at her again. She lay there quietly, fast asleep. She was a child, lost in the world, an angel, who had lost her hope, and she was a woman, who lost everything in life.
He shut the door behind him and headed down the hall. Usagi stayed locked into his mind. Asleep she looked so happy, but awake, she was alone.
Only one person had the answers. Only one person would tell him the truth. And for some odd reason he knew that one person, was Luna.
Luna sat in the dinning room with Hotoru. She laid down calmly on the child's lap.
Her red eyes stared at the fire that roared behind the thin piece of glass.
"Luna, why did Usagi want to go to the library, if she knew..." The small girl paused from speaking; her eyes gazed down at the cat. She could see that the cat was not there; her mind had wandered to somewhere far away.
Hotoru shook her head, but then the door to the dinning room opened and she looked up. "Hello..."
The young man came towards her, and snatched Luna up by the scruff of her neck. Luna yowled in pain and agitation.
The man looked at Hotoru and glared briefly at her before walking out.
Hotoru frowned, "Another ass. There are just heaps of them here."
It wasn't till the man was alone in his room when he let Luna go. And the saying was right, Luna landed gracefully on her feet. Arrogantly she leaped to the bed, turned twice before sitting down.
Her red eyes stared into him, waiting for him to speak, but he didn't speak he stared back at her. His gaze was hard and detestable.
The cat rolled her eyes, "So speak already. Hai I can talk, but I'm sure you figured it out, that much. Hai I have seen you following my mistress around the mansion, even that one night. Before the music room and afterwards."
The man nodded, and pulled a chair away from the desk and seated himself on it. He leaned forward, and glared at the cat once more.
"Tell me what I want to know."
Luna scoffed, "A man of few words."
He crossed his arms over his chest, and stared at the cat calmly waiting for her to continue.
He was surprised that he hadn't been shocked that she actually talked, hai of course he believed she did but never really...
Luna sighed once more, "such a loner...you know that is what's happing to her. Slowly and painfully her mind is berating her and slowly her spirit dies. She used to be such a happy girl, full of life." Luna sighed again the pain of the past year or so coming back to her. The memories of the painful times, of the horrors and all of the victories they went through.
Her eyes glazed over and they softened. She meowed pitifully and stared down at her paws.
"It's my fault you know, that all this happened. I forced her into this all."
The man sighed, "I don't want her whole life history, tell me…" Luna shook her head and looked at him. The tears began to fall slowly. "No. To understand Usagi, you must understand her past. But it's not my place to say. I'm sure you have searched for her history, and came up with none."
Luna watched as she perked his interest. "That's Setsuna kun's doing. In Usagi's world, before her family was killed, she was called Tsukino Usagi, a 15-year-old full of life and failing grades."
The man nodded taking in all the information she fed to him. Luna sighed again and laid down, resting her chin on her paws. "She had a boyfriend, it was a match made in heaven, they were opposites nothing in common but the attraction for each other and their destiny. But month ago, he dumped her. Just like that at the same time this little girl showed up.
But then barely over a month ago he finally went back to her and she forgave him, because she loved him so much. And I began to see a change.
Well, before the attack, the child I told you about was about to go back home, but then Usagi's parents were in an accident."
Luna licked her lips and glanced at the man. He was staring at the floor calmly. "I went with Usagi to the hospital. And suddenly she got a call to go to the park. And she left in such a hurry. I stayed with her okaasan. I stayed there with her and watched her as she cried over the deaths of her husband and son. Then the next thing I know, Tokyo was destroyed. Setsuna came for me and I left with her."
The young man looked at her again, "Who are they?"
Luna shook her head, "I'm sorry. I wish I could tell, but Usagi must tell you."
After a long time of silence Luna stated, "Be careful around her please. She may act strong, but she's so fragile, and she takes everything to the heart. She has no trust."
He nodded slowly, "I know"
Luna nodded, "be a dear, could you take me to Usagi's room. I don't think I could walk there if I tried." And at that moment more tears began to fall.
The man lifted Luna up gently in his arms and walked out of his room. Silently he carried her down the hall and pushed open the door. The man entered and set the cat down on the bed.
Usagi laid on her side and she moaned, "Iie, not the people." Luna meowed again as she curled up next to her mistress.
"Usagi."
The man moved away and stood in the doorway. Someone tapped his shoulder and his gazed jerked towards the Haruka who stood behind him. He frowned at her as she whispered, "let her be. You can't comfort her dreams."
The young man shut the door crossed his arms over his chest. He turned and walked away down the hall.
Michiru stepped out of the bedroom the two women shared, "what wrong with him?"
Haruka grinned, "He's just a little shy is all. Come let get to bed. There is nothing we can do here."
Usagi spun around towards the door, and all the anger, hatred and vengeance drained from her body and left through the light breeze that exited through the half opened window.
I figure there leaned against the wall arms closed over his chest. He frowned at her, his dark eyes digging into her soul.
Usagi inhaled sharply her hands covered her chest, "I broke a promise." Her voice was so light and airy the man hidden barely heard her. "What promise?"
Usagi's eyes flew to him but they could not see him and never would.
"The one I made to Ruka chan. I...I told her I wouldn't let it destroy my spirit. And...it almost did."
"Are you ready to talk?"
Usagi shook her head; "I wont burden you with my problems. Tokyo was my home and I will avenge it."
Suddenly the person in the shadows rushed out and threw Usagi against the bed pinning her there.
Usagi gasped for breath, she had never seen it coming; he had been too quick for her to focus on.
"Dammit! Usagi haven't you ever thought, that it might be ours to? Have you ever thought about us! We have had to wait, and wait hoping for you to tell us, so we could destroy the organization that did that to those people. Have you ever cared?"
Tears formed in her eyes, and she gripped the hands that held her by shoulders. "Iie! Iie! I never will care anymore. I have cared for others all my life, and look what happened to me for all the things I have done for earth!"
The hands loosened briefly with their grip only to grip tightly again.
"Tell me who attacked Tokyo! Tell me now dammit!"
The tears began to fall and she struggled under his grip. "Iie! This is my fight!"
The hands that held her shook her roughly. "Why? Why is it your fight!"
Usagi then shouted through angry tears, "Because my friends let my husband, and musume die!"
The hands slowly let her go and Usagi choked on sobs that racked her body, and she burst into sad tears.
And then suddenly two arms pulled her up into a sitting position and held her against a firm chest. He softly kissed the top of her head and whispered gently, "Go ahead and cry."
The young woman nervously glanced left then right, 'did they follow me?'
When she saw no one, she hurried along picking up her fast pace till she was nearly running.
Rain poured from the sky, the clouds roared with angry tears. But it didn't stop her; she didn't even slow down to pull her hood up over her head.
Suddenly a bolt ripped the sky in half and hit the earth with a loud pop, and the clouds roared again covering up the opening.
And just for that minute, the bright flash of light from the bolt lighted up the young woman when it hit the ground with such a force. She froze in place, her eyes scanning the stone wall gates, to the large trees, then to the road, and finally to the bags she gripped in her hands tightly.
She heaved a sigh when she was blanketed in darkness. Sure she could with stand the rain and dark ominous clouds. But the lightning frightened the young woman, because it also, frightened HER.
Suddenly movement from the right made her go rigid, her free hand reached into her bag and gripped something inside.
Then, someone came running past her. They called back, "Come on girl or they'll start without us."
The woman sighed and removed her hand from the bag and she then raced after the other young woman.
It took them 2 minutes to get there. And they stopped running right outside a small little building.
The shortest women came up behind the taller one, the one who had run past her, and the one who didn't give a damn about lighting, who would dance out in a storm if she could.
The tall one, slid the door open, made of thin paper and they both stepped into a ninety-degree temperature room, dripping wet.
The tall one shrugged off her coat and hung it up on the coat hanger. She then slid off her earmuffs, and gloves and stuffed them into a pocket of her coat. She then joined the group of others on the floor, near a blazing fire.
The shorter woman wanted to run away in fear, but it was her duty to stay here.
She pulled off her coat and hung it up. Her gaze then fell to the figure, tied and gagged to the floor at her feet.
Dark red eyes burned into the woman's soul and she quickly tore off the extra clothes and moved away to the person on the floor.
She sat down on the floor near the taller one.
The one in front of the fire stated, "I got a call this afternoon. What do you have to say..."
The shortest of all the women in the room swallowed hard, "I saw her. I...I mean she's..."
"Who is?" The taller one the tallest of them all stared down at her, her eyes probed into her soul and she had to swallow her fear down again. "Usagi is alive."
The first one who spoke nearly leaped to her feet with and outrage, but instead the gripped the kimino in her hands tightly. "How is she still alive. She was dead, and we made sure of it. She had no idea, and no strength to fight back."
The smaller one nodded, "I know you did...I mean we. But she came, and with allies. More scouts."
"What?" This time the last one had spoken, her voice hoarse, and tears had stained her cheeks.
The smaller one spoke up after clearing her throat, "More scouts, and they are powerful. I have seen the attacks in person. They are very strong."
Suddenly the doors opened and shut, "But not strong enough."
All four women, even the one on the floor who was tied and gagged looked at the tall figure in the door.
"She is right. Usagi is alive. We can't wait much longer, each day she grows stronger. But I don't want you to kill her this time. We need her to use the crystal and create what should have been done when this all began."
The person on the floor choked on a sob, her red eyes stared at the tall dark man that towered over her. She shook her head as the tears began to fall. And in her mind she thought, "Iie, how could you..."
He waited till he heard the monotone breaths that escaped her lips, the even sound of breathing.
She was asleep, deep in the dream world where nothing could touch her, not even blindness.
He gently laid her down on the bed and stared down at her.
She was pale in color, and a bruise marred her delicate shoulder. And suddenly the image of her, when they found her came to his mind. He didn't want that to happen to her again. He wanted to help her, but she wouldn't let him. She wouldn't let anyone get too close; she even held Duo and Quatre at arms length. And he was even further back then they were.
He had tried to stay away, out from all the emotional chaos, but she had found him. And he couldn't stay away any longer. She had hooked him, and pulled him into all the chaos, and she didn't mean to.
He knew she didn't want them close, didn't want them to be burdened by her; he had heard the pain in her voice when they were going to the library.
He sighed, stood and covered the blanket over her. He hoped everything would work out for her, she disserved everything in this world, but he knew she wouldn't take it.
Something about her, gave away who she is, or who she had been. He knew she wasn't the same, and that day, several weeks back, he knew she had lost all the trust in the world.
He moved away and head for the door, and pushed it open. He looked at her again. She lay there quietly, fast asleep. She was a child, lost in the world, an angel, who had lost her hope, and she was a woman, who lost everything in life.
He shut the door behind him and headed down the hall. Usagi stayed locked into his mind. Asleep she looked so happy, but awake, she was alone.
Only one person had the answers. Only one person would tell him the truth. And for some odd reason he knew that one person, was Luna.
Luna sat in the dinning room with Hotoru. She laid down calmly on the child's lap.
Her red eyes stared at the fire that roared behind the thin piece of glass.
"Luna, why did Usagi want to go to the library, if she knew..." The small girl paused from speaking; her eyes gazed down at the cat. She could see that the cat was not there; her mind had wandered to somewhere far away.
Hotoru shook her head, but then the door to the dinning room opened and she looked up. "Hello..."
The young man came towards her, and snatched Luna up by the scruff of her neck. Luna yowled in pain and agitation.
The man looked at Hotoru and glared briefly at her before walking out.
Hotoru frowned, "Another ass. There are just heaps of them here."
It wasn't till the man was alone in his room when he let Luna go. And the saying was right, Luna landed gracefully on her feet. Arrogantly she leaped to the bed, turned twice before sitting down.
Her red eyes stared into him, waiting for him to speak, but he didn't speak he stared back at her. His gaze was hard and detestable.
The cat rolled her eyes, "So speak already. Hai I can talk, but I'm sure you figured it out, that much. Hai I have seen you following my mistress around the mansion, even that one night. Before the music room and afterwards."
The man nodded, and pulled a chair away from the desk and seated himself on it. He leaned forward, and glared at the cat once more.
"Tell me what I want to know."
Luna scoffed, "A man of few words."
He crossed his arms over his chest, and stared at the cat calmly waiting for her to continue.
He was surprised that he hadn't been shocked that she actually talked, hai of course he believed she did but never really...
Luna sighed once more, "such a loner...you know that is what's happing to her. Slowly and painfully her mind is berating her and slowly her spirit dies. She used to be such a happy girl, full of life." Luna sighed again the pain of the past year or so coming back to her. The memories of the painful times, of the horrors and all of the victories they went through.
Her eyes glazed over and they softened. She meowed pitifully and stared down at her paws.
"It's my fault you know, that all this happened. I forced her into this all."
The man sighed, "I don't want her whole life history, tell me…" Luna shook her head and looked at him. The tears began to fall slowly. "No. To understand Usagi, you must understand her past. But it's not my place to say. I'm sure you have searched for her history, and came up with none."
Luna watched as she perked his interest. "That's Setsuna kun's doing. In Usagi's world, before her family was killed, she was called Tsukino Usagi, a 15-year-old full of life and failing grades."
The man nodded taking in all the information she fed to him. Luna sighed again and laid down, resting her chin on her paws. "She had a boyfriend, it was a match made in heaven, they were opposites nothing in common but the attraction for each other and their destiny. But month ago, he dumped her. Just like that at the same time this little girl showed up.
But then barely over a month ago he finally went back to her and she forgave him, because she loved him so much. And I began to see a change.
Well, before the attack, the child I told you about was about to go back home, but then Usagi's parents were in an accident."
Luna licked her lips and glanced at the man. He was staring at the floor calmly. "I went with Usagi to the hospital. And suddenly she got a call to go to the park. And she left in such a hurry. I stayed with her okaasan. I stayed there with her and watched her as she cried over the deaths of her husband and son. Then the next thing I know, Tokyo was destroyed. Setsuna came for me and I left with her."
The young man looked at her again, "Who are they?"
Luna shook her head, "I'm sorry. I wish I could tell, but Usagi must tell you."
After a long time of silence Luna stated, "Be careful around her please. She may act strong, but she's so fragile, and she takes everything to the heart. She has no trust."
He nodded slowly, "I know"
Luna nodded, "be a dear, could you take me to Usagi's room. I don't think I could walk there if I tried." And at that moment more tears began to fall.
The man lifted Luna up gently in his arms and walked out of his room. Silently he carried her down the hall and pushed open the door. The man entered and set the cat down on the bed.
Usagi laid on her side and she moaned, "Iie, not the people." Luna meowed again as she curled up next to her mistress.
"Usagi."
The man moved away and stood in the doorway. Someone tapped his shoulder and his gazed jerked towards the Haruka who stood behind him. He frowned at her as she whispered, "let her be. You can't comfort her dreams."
The young man shut the door crossed his arms over his chest. He turned and walked away down the hall.
Michiru stepped out of the bedroom the two women shared, "what wrong with him?"
Haruka grinned, "He's just a little shy is all. Come let get to bed. There is nothing we can do here."