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The end in the beginning ch.24

Usagi POV

The following day at school things were still going slowly as students were still acting oddly around us but being that the reporters had started to diminish a bit as even they didn't want to hang around a school as much, things were beginning to improve. Beginning being the operative word as miss high and mighty cheerleader princess who had a serious problem with my very existence was acting like she ran the school.

We noticed the principal didn't seem to do anything regarding it, which struck us as odd. He only sent her a small look when she tried to get us to act out. She ignored it but ignore us to. This went for a few more days as we dealt with the snickers in the hallways, we could clearly hear what they were saying but decided to keep to ourselves. We dealt with the stuck-up noses from students whom we at least talked to as acquaintances at school, now they had their noses up in the air as they avoided talking or being seen around us.

Then there were the 'fakers', as I had dubbed them, the students that were suddenly trying to become our friends despite most of them having been used to for years of poking fun of the majority of us for our outsider qualities. Minako and Ami weren't getting as much hassle as we were since Ami was at the top of her class and usually too busy with extra-curricular activities at her other school to notice mush, and Minako was getting pulled back in to do more time as Sailor V especially now that she was exposed as being the real Sailor V.

Apparently, the company decided to capitalize on it and made a statement that they were making a new line of Sailor V revealing that the V is for Venus along with a new game coming out. I know she was trying to get them to calm down since we were still doing a lot of fighting of this new enemy but apparently, they were pressing for her to get US involved to do a whole line of marketing as the sailor senshi.

I had to laugh as I expressed how when we first started as senshi, I probably would have jumped at the chance to do it but now, now that we had been through so much, this wasn't some child's play marketing bit. This was our lives. We were already exposed to much as it was, we couldn't let filming, or photo shoots get in the way of an attack going on. Plus Minako was becoming very iffy on even continuing in the field since her identity as Venus was exposed, she wanted to get in on her own merit.

She had been working at it hard for years before working with us and now that she had started to get back into work on it this happens and now their chasing her for all the wrong reasons. I could only imagine how she must be feeling. Especially now that her parents were back in town from their most recent trip out and were being talked to about what her new found exposure could do for them all.

I also knew it would be hurtful for her since she and her parents weren't super close. She got used to it over the years since they used part of her earned yen through her work to travel, but now she found that the many reason they returned from their trip wasn't out of concern for her but rather to encourage her to get us involved in the shoots. She turned them and her agent down already but it didn't stop any of them from continued pressure for more. It got so bad that she decided to spend a few nights over at Rei's just to get away.

I was just glad they hadn't threatened her future in that particular field as my father's boss has with his job. She still wanted to be in the field, it was her biggest passion next to fashion but it stops becoming a passion when your wanted for all the wrong reasons. Plus as she told them she didn't speak for the rest of us and I had NO intention of getting in on that band wagon. No other senshi wanted to be a part of it.

Don't get me wrong, I wanted the girls to have their lives outside of senshi business, it was necessary to avoid burning out and disrupting the balance in the other aspects of our lives. After all we needed to make sure that we balanced schooling, work, family, friends and senshi life equally. While high would be over with soon it was still a little further away and we all still wanted to go to college.

I pondered this and more as I came home from school. I shouldn't be used to taking the trellises to get into my own home but thanks to the reporters still out front, the moment one of them even caught a whiff of someone, ANYONE that came up to the house it was nearly all out war to get a few words in. I was actually surprised that the cheerleader hadn't been interviewed again but was also grateful to. It was when I passed up Shingo's room that I noticed he was huffing and rolling his eyes in my direction.

I sighed knowing I had to ask, "What's with the gloom?" I walked towards his room, staying in his doorway to NOT invade his privacy. That and there was a scent that spoke of boy's room that I didn't want to get stronger whiff of. "Oh nothing, school just sucks now that it's known my big sister is sailor moon." I was stunned now yet I knew I should have seen this coming. Of course it would reach his school to.

It was only a matter of time before staff spoke to staff at other schools. Or when students conversed from different schools, "What do you mean? What happened?" I ask concerned now as he looks to me, arms crossed over his chest. "What I mean is the students are treating me like I'm an ass for NOT introducing them to you." I sighed not thinking about this happening as I felt guilt creep up again.

"I'm sorry Shingo, I really am, but I'm also glad that your keeping things close to the vest on me and the girls." he sees my own expression, "Well I'm guessing things aren't great for you at school either." I lower my head a bit letting some of the exhaustion hit me now that I'm at home and able to talk about it a little bit, "Not even close." I admit, "We're being ostracized, like were suddenly aliens going to school there." now that I think about it though, technically we are. Yes we were born here but in our past lives we weren't.

I wonder if sometimes that's what goes on in dads head now. He might be getting so focused on that that he doesn't take the rest of the information into account. "I mean I'm glad to be back in school, my room was beginning to feel like a tomb for a bit, but it feels like we sacrificed the normalcy in the process still." I tell him as I ponder how much better it really is to be back in school with everyone else.

"Like I said school sucks." he emphasizes as I concede to agreement, "You still have your friends though...right?" I ask hoping that he still does, "The few that have been my friends for years yeah." he looks to a picture he has of Mika that I recall and one or two others on his desk top, "The others were upset with me and didn't believe that I didn't know who you were." again more guilt comes through to me.

Yet I know I did right by them all to keep them in the dark this whole time. "You know why I had to right?" I asked him after a moment of silence. I watched his facial features as I see the maturity coming forward in this. He looks over to me, "Yeah..." the acceptance and yet unhappiness is in his tone. He didn't want to lose friends but at least now he knows who his real friends really are.

It just sucks to find out this way. "I may not like that I get it but I do..." things are silent for a moment before he adds on, "Mom and dad do to you know." I nod knowing that while things are tense right now that both of our parents still love me dearly. There's just a lot going on right now as we try to get back to normal. Or whatever new normal there is now. "I know...I guess it's just a little bit tougher on them than I was hoping it'd be."

I honestly wished I'd had more of a chance to get a one on one with this evil princess. She seemed to definitely favor Mamoru on occasion but I wanted to talk to her. Especially now that I actually knew more about her and had a much better idea of what she wanted. Just as I was thinking about this we both hear mother coming in, she sounds even from up here exasperated so we both go down to see what's going on.

Were struck in shock by seeing her and Mamoru at the door. She's there with a few plastic bags and one of them clearly just broke on her as Mamoru is busy locking the door and pushing back the reporters there. Something must have happened for her to be desperate enough to go through the front door with all that's going on. "Vultures." Mamoru snaps at them as he finally locks the dead bolt to.

For good measure he puts the chain up to. Shingo and I both without thinking go down and help her to the kitchen when she still appears a tad frazzled by whatever happened to her at the super market. Once the foods been put away thanks in part to us as Mamoru leads her frazzled form to the kitchen chair to sit at. She seems like she's finally breathing, "Thank you both." we both look to her then to each other then to Mamoru before I ask, "What happened?" I'm almost afraid of the answer as her shoulders slump.

"Things are just so different now at the grocery store. I had to go to one that was twice the distance away just so I could get my shopping done. I couldn't even get inside of the local one cause people kept stopping me for questions. I finally gave up and left for another store." now I felt my shoulders slump, "When I changed up my look a bit, wrapping my scarf around my head a bit, I was able to go to the next store and shop."

We continued to listen on, "But just as I was the next one in the check-out line the child behind me in her mother's arms reached up and pulled it down, exposing my face as people were recognizing me. I could see everyone starring at me and it just felt very uncomfortable." I can see she's still unsettled by it. Mother not only isn't used to being the center of attention and isn't one for it either.

"People started to ask me questions about why you don't join or help the military, all the same stuff that those reporters keep asking." I felt upset now that my mother couldn't do something as simple as shopping for food without being badgered. I shake my head and stand up upset as I try to regain my composure. Mamoru comes towards me but senses that I'm upset and gives me some space while still being within range.

"You shouldn't be harassed...I'm so sorry mom." I lean in and give her a hug as she pulls me in, "It's not your fault dear, it's all of them. Even if you weren't Sailor Moon and fighting like this it's just plain rude to interrupt someone else's day with dozens of questions when they clearly DON'T want to answer to get into it with them." she berates them verbally even though I know she wished to do so in public yet she's far too nice of a person to do that unless pushed to the limits as she looks like she almost was today.

I rarely see mom upset so when I do I release her and start to pace again. "It was beyond rude, it was ridiculous to surround you the way they started to." Mamoru pipes in upset for her as I look to him, "You were there?" I asked, "Mamoru was kind enough to pull me out of the fray to allow me to be able to pay for the groceries. He helped escort me from there to home." I kissed Mamoru for helping her so nicely.

"That was commendable." My father admits as he comes out from around the corner. Seems he snuck up on us, "Came in using the back entrance. The reporters increased up front." he stated as mom apologized, "Sorry about that, I just had to get in and I was to scrambled to look for the keys to the back door." he goes up to mom, "Don't be sorry. It's not your fault." dad doesn't look to me but the guilt is still there despite it.

Just because the words aren't spoken directly doesn't mean that it's not still implied in previous wording. "To be fair and honest, that is one question I skipped on the interview, they wanted to know the same thing." he admits as he looks to both myself and Mamoru. Its then that I see the expression on my dad's face. He's still in a bit of a work mode and I can see its at war hard with his fatherly instinct with what he knows he needs to see as a father and what he is being driver to know as what his position details.

I look to Mamoru and I know he's thinking what I'm thinking. This isn't going to blow over anytime soon as we had hoped it would. If people are willing to badger my mother at a grocery store and use my father's job against him to get an interview from us then this is more than we had anticipated. Especially if questions of the military were getting involved. "I know it may look like we're not doing all of what we can but there are many reasons why we don't do just that." Mamoru began.

That's when my father, more in his work mode still practically orders him, "Enlighten us." as he stands protectively over my mother. Mamoru now falling into his own princely mode himself goes into detail, "One the 'gifts' that we have to utilize cannot be manufactured." very true, "They cannot be shared nor given to another." as he goes over the points I can see my father compartmentalizing this information to.

"Plus, there's the added disadvantage that the military has a tendency for controlling as much as they can and the enemies that we fight they don't play by military rules." he stood up a little bit straighter now as he became more passionate about his points...our points. Yet still he remained non-aggressive in his stance to avoid making my father feel like he was being overruled in his own home even though he was.

"They don't follow policies or rules. They barely have their own moral code or a code of ethics to follow." the many enemies we've encountered are proof of that. "The military has guidelines to follow, these enemies that we've dealt with don't. They don't have a government to sanction their actions. They don't have a country to call home where they can be extradited back and be brought to justice in a court of law."

I watch my dad's reaction to Mamoru's words as he realizes that things aren't as cut and dry as he or anyone else would like to think they are. We work a different justice system because our enemies work an entirely different line of how they can attack us...attack the world. "They act as they want and have the powerful means to not care who gets hurt. They don't even care majority of the time if one of their own gets killed." I close my eyes recalling some of those times before I see my dad back up a fraction at hearing that.

"They feel they are above it because of their own skills, and we are the only one's who have the skills and the powers that we have to stop them and we will continue to do so and continue to fight for others as we have been." by the end of his speech I can easily see my prince as Mamoru channels that part of himself. "And you can go ahead and put THAT in your little article as well." even though Mamoru sounds upset can tell he genuinely wants my father to do that as he nods and walks off.

I hug Mamoru as my mother says, "Remembering different times that I was pulled into those fights I know how right you are, its why I've stopped watching the news lately. All those reporters especially that new reporter Rebecca, keep wanting to paint you in a bad light but I know the truth about you. You all are good at what you do. You fight for our survival and I'm so proud of you for that." I can't help but have tears in my eyes for that as I hug her once more, this time she stands up feeling better about things.

"Don't let the news sources try to make you feel lesser than you are. Everyone will have their opinions, its just how life works. The only thing you have control over is the good that you continue to do. I never imagined any of this happening the day you were born but right now..." she looks to Shingo whom she pulls into her other arm for good measure, "I know that our family will come out stronger for it." her smile is infectious as even Shingo hugs her. We all pull in as Mamoru gets pulled in by her to.

"Don't you think you're getting out of a family hug mister." she berates him lightly as we giggle a bit as he joins in coming up behind me to embrace the hug. "I wouldn't miss it for the world." he admits. As we take break several moments later and start to prepare for a family dinner, Mamoru pounding out the steak as mom chops up potatoes, I can't help but wonder what else the media has in store for us.

Detective POV

I can't help but feel the frustration mounting as I talk to my contact. Waiting for him on the other end as I can't help but look up and scan the police department here ever so often to make sure no one can overhear me. Having me on hold is not helping my aggravation or my mood today. I have my boss breathing down my neck lately and it's getting a little concerning so when I see my contact actually walking in as he puts his phone away I hanging up the line. Perhaps this news was so good he had to come in person.

Ready for him to give it to me I stand up to talk to him only to have him pull me by the arm out of the office area and into a private room off to the side. I get the sense now thanks to his body language that either this is really good news or really bad news. Once we behind the door he looks highly perturbed. "You've GOT to stop blowing up my phone like that." he tells me, looking out the window of the door to make sure no one notices that were not exactly having a pleasant nor a conversation that can be had in here.

My frustrated mood takes hold of me, "You didn't leave me any choice when you kept delaying and not giving me any follow ups. What the hell is the hold up?" I demand ignoring that he's trying to make it sound like I'm in the wrong on this one. He looks to me clearly a tad agitated, "I thought I told you I'd have it soon?" I wasn't happy about this though and yeah fine he said that but I'm not a patient person, never was.

It was taking too damned long and I wanted those results, "I'm well aware of that, however it's been weeks now and those DNA results don't take WEEKS!" I lower my volume as I look out the little window before I continue with, "What's the hold up?" he steps forward a little bit as he lowers his voice to, "Keep it under your hat, but I'm being stone-walled. And I don't know why." He admits.

"They won't give me the results and it feels like I'm buying myself a brown thunderstorm with all the questions I've been asking and your not making it easier by calling me up so much." I back up and deflate my anger from him a bit as I have a feeling, I know WHY he's being stone-walled and it has to be something big for him to be getting that brown thunderstorm over his head.

Especially when I see several unknown higher up looking members of agents coming in past the door were behind. It seems to be a flurry of activity happening as I can't help but mutter, "Maybe they have something to do with it." my contact looks out the window at the many agents that just passed by the door. I can tell my contact just became skittish as he leans in towards the window and obvious makes a decision.

In a clear sign of covering his own ass says, "You should go now, I don't want them to know I've been feeding you information so if you tell them I'll deny everything." as he leaves out of the room himself. I do leave out of the room too, but I go closer to the commotion to listen in to what's going on, I need to know if what I've been suspecting is true. I round the corner near them and see where their at.

However, when I start to see them going through my desk and file's I go up to them. I see the words 'the public security intelligence agency' printed on some of their jacket backs as the others have the uppity suits on. There's an agent just sits at my desk like he owns it, and this only pisses me off further. I'm not in the mood for this crap. Unless this is going to be bringing those girls down, I want them out.

I stride towards them, "Hello, my name is Detective Buroddi, Sheri and you're currently sitting at my desk." I try to be nice about it but it's hard to. I've NOT been having a good day. First the stalling then this. He actually has a cocky you're in my way actually approach to him. Its irritating me already. "Yes, I'm special agent Kaza, I'm aware of who you are Detective, and of the case load you've been pouring yourself into." this might be a good thing.

I have been pouring a great deal of time and effort into this, it's good to know that it got the higher ups involved finally. My own boss hasn't been much help. It doesn't help much to begin with that many members here were to chicken shit to do their jobs with those monsters and got saved themselves by the senshi on several occasions. It was one of the reasons why I had only made a few partnerships here.

People in Japan liked the senshi, I was apparently one of the few people here with any common sense that they needed to be stopped. "Were here with answers, the ones you've been annoyingly looking for." he rolls his eyes towards me. "Excuse me?" I ask, perturbed that he's making it sound like wanting to bust these ignorant brats is a bad thing. "It's why we've kept the DNA results from you, we wanted to come down with them as were taking over this investigation." I can't believe this.

My jaw literally drops as he keeps that self-assured cocky expression to on his face, "Listen here, this is MY investigation, MY cas - " I wasn't about to get left out of this after all the time and effort I've put into it. Yet he cuts me off, "Not anymore." I'm definitely upset now. All that hard work down the drain. "As we speak there's different military teams out there right now watching over each of the girls that has been named." that's new.

"Now there are more senshi as we've noticed over the year's we just haven't been to identify them yet. Especially since there was a massive battle that nearly killed them all. Yet now their all alive and doing well. Well as well as can be expected as now several of them are exposed. You however if you keep going at it are going to ruin this investigation." I scoff at this as I've just been doing my job.

"We plan to blow the doors wide open on their little secret. We have an insider that can get close to them. Their powers can be utilized for military operations. We have direct orders from higher up to capture them and see how we can extract their powers for our own purposes." I'm both pissed and happy that this is happening. It's what my goal was all along I just wanted to see it through to the end.

"Listen by all means necessary go for it. I just want to be the one that busts them. I want to see the look on their faces knowing their days of vigilant crap is over." I say hoping he'll let me in on that part. "I don't think you understand detective, you're out." my face falls in shock that I'm really not being given any chance to see this through till the end. "This is ridiculous, you don't have the right - " but he cuts me off.

"You're done. Your little self-crusade is over. This is our operation now and there's no part of you in it." he tells me so straight forward and calmly that I can't control my temper as I lash out at him for doing this to me. "After all of the work I've done to get this far?!" my voice starts to get higher, so I have to reign it back in. I don't need the entire department in here to hear my outburst, but I'm pissed.

"You can't do this to me! I had a deal with - " he cuts me off of my angry tirade though and without even raising his voice to me says, "That deal was nulled the moment you gave away crucial evidence to that reporter." I can't help but back up now. My mouth open in slight shock that he found out about that. How had he found out? How did they figure it out? I was meticulously careful, making sure that I met with her in private so that those girls could be exposed and treated as they should be.

I look around a bit realizing that since their higher up the food chain than the cops and detectives I've been working with they might be a bit better equipped than I previously thought they were and to be honest I'm a little bit pleased that their better at their jobs than the cops around here are since they couldn't figure out who the girls were for years. Though a part of me truly does believe that they didn't WANT to figure it out since they knew they couldn't fight those enemies but these guys can.

I can't help but comment, "You seem to be better at your jobs than the locals." he smirks but deflects and lies, "I don't know what you're talking about. What WE should be focusing on is getting these girls off the streets." he says instead. I huff in a near chuckle as I know that I'm being pushed out of the way, "Sure you don't." it's when he gets into my personal space that he says lowly, "Just be glad I don't have you fired for your actions." I can't help the small lump I swallow in my throat.

"Now you might want to take care of your other case files, you know the ones that have been piling up while you've been obsessing over these girls." he then walks away and proceeds to ignore me as he pulls anything to do with the senshi off my desk leaving a ton of space left on it as the other case files slip into the now empty space. He walks with his colleagues into a conference room.

I look over and see my own colleagues, the ones who were at the meeting with me with an 'I told you so' expression on their faces before they turn their backs to me. I'm beyond furious at this turn of events happening. I don't care that I was warned right now, I'm just upset so I storm out of the station ignoring the glances I'm getting from the other people there. There's got to be something I can do.

Kenji POV

I'm finishing up typing out a report on the next article I've started up on. I've already handed in the one of Usagi, Mamoru and their friends. My boss was pleasantly happy to receive it about an hour ago. I have to say I was glad that the article worked out well. Granted I skipped a few question's but I did it for their own good and added the one about the military in there at the last minute having listened intently to Mamoru regarding it.

I hated to admit to it but hearing it from him as he spoke so passionately about it made me realize that there was a large point to them all fighting for us. I may not like that my daughter fights but more and more I'm understanding why it can't be anyone else. To know that she's been working at this since she was fourteen and keeping the world safe has begun to make me feel a sense of pride in her that I hadn't felt before.

She grew up right under my nose and used the values and morals that Ikuko and I taught her at a young age to protect others. I was being a sore loser of a father beforehand to treat her as I had before. It may be my job to protect her, but you can't protect your child from everything. I had to accept certain facts that while she was still my daughter and would always be my daughter, she was also an incredible hero to the people.

I was now in a slightly conflicted state wanting to be there for her as her father and wanting to ground her till she was thirty for lying about it and doing this even though it would be redundant to do so. Especially when she did everything to protect us all. It was my bruise ego as a man and a father that was speaking along with my over protective nature that spoke up. This aspect of her life was out of my control and I was having a hard time with that.

So with this article coming out I was hoping that life would ease up a bit at home. I was hoping that with it coming out the reporters would ease up in front of the house knowing that I was doing the reporting on my own daughter. I wasn't happy about doing it BUT at least as both of them pointed out I could help control the narrative of WHAT got printed and what was left out as cannon fodder.

So when a colleague of mine walked past my desk and suggested 'read the article I just sent you' I was confused and weary. I pulled it up on my computer and found that the article had been 'revised' a decent amount. I read it and after only half-way through I was a bit upset by it. I stood up and headed to my bosses office. To upset to think about it I walked in and asked, "What's the meaning of this?" I pull up the article on my phone and show it to him.

The headliner reads 'The senshi, necessary or in the way? Detail's from her own father inside'. It honestly makes me look like I'm ragging on my own daughter in the article. "First off come on in." he comments sarcastically as he puts the file folder he was holding down on his desk to have this conversation, "Secondly with the crap that you gave me this was the best that I could do." He sits back and looks at me pointedly.

"We needed substance. We needed a go-getter headliner. What happened to all the questions I gave you to ask?" he demands of me now. I can't help but bluster a bit as my anger starts to rise up especially as I recall the most prominent ones that were on my priority list that I REFUSED out of my own need to NOT WANT to know the answers to. Not to mention the breach of privacy and the disturbing details that they wanted.

"I'm not asking my own daughter if she and tuxedo mask are in a sexual relationship!" I'd rather NOT know. Even though they probably are I'd rather NOT – NO! Keep me out of that, I'd prefer to stay in my little mental father bubble of virgin till marriage. I can't handle that out of everything else. "I'm not asking her if any of the senshi are in their own relationships and I'm definitely not asking her what it's like to fight in a short skirt!"

What father wants to ask that to his daughter or any other girl her age for that matter?! I'm not THAT type of interviewer. "These are ridiculous, stupid and also a bit sexist questions that are for idiot rag magazines. We are not a 'rag' magazine, we print real important issues. Like when you had me cover the story on princess D when she came to town years back." I give him an example to show him that we are more than what he's asking of me.

He actually laughs at me at this now, "Your kidding me right?" I don't speak as he looks at me as if I'm not comprehending something simple that he feels is obvious. When he talks to me it's nearly condescendingly, "All the people that are out there right now want to know about these girl's lives." He looks to my phone where the article is at and the lack of the question's he asked me to ask them.

"What they do, who their with, and your daughter happens to be one of the most popular of them all." I sigh realizing he has a point as Usagi was one of the first girls to be in battle. Not a positive one but he's not wrong on what the people want and what sells. The problem is that what sells is also invasive and not something I want to be discussing with my daughter. Doesn't mean I like it nor agree with it in any form.

"The details of their lives is what will pull people in to read more and give us positive feedback." I can't help but argue back, "Their not the Kardashians!" I near shout out to him. He narrows his eyes towards me, but I continue on, "They don't want their private lives or any part of their lives exposed like this. Why do you think they remained hidden for so long?" Does he NOT see the point I'm making here?

"And seeing as their still under the age of 18 any article regardless of its content would require parental consent." I recall their ages at the last moment and use that in my defense. "Then get parental consent. It's not like you're not capable of doing so." He regards me. I have to try another angle to get him to go with the original article and to pull this 'rag' from the stands before to many people read it.

"What about the different angles I touched up on?" I tried. "You mean that whole military thing that you put in there, while its good and not something in other articles which does bring in viewers therefore more revenue it's not riveting. It's honestly a bit boring and breeds negativity. Especially the parts you put in there of what was said about their powers. I HIGHLY doubt that." He comments towards the end even though I know it's true.

"Trust me its true, my daughter is a bad liar when it comes to something directed at her. she fumbles and starts to laugh to try to cover it up." I confide as he sits up in his seat as I continue on, "Not to mention why would you indicate that she said that the mystery woman and her, are working together with this?" I demand having read the revised edits which honestly if I were to really go at it look like I barely wrote any of this.

I thought this would be different if I did it. That I'd be able to control the narrative. It appears that I was mistaken. My boss actually had the audacity to roll his eyes at me. "Oh, Kenji you have a lot to learn about this business still." I don't appreciate being talked down to like a child by their parents or a kid in the principal's office. "We needed a good headline and 'Sailor Moon's father finds out where she got her powers' doesn't exactly elicit the type of response that this one does.

I decide to leave out before I get so fired up, I lose my job in the process. I still need to be here to not only provide for my family but to also now do what I can to prevent Usagi and her friends from being torn up in the limelight. I need to take a walk to cool off. Just before I get to the door though he tells me, "By the way, if you're going to continue to cover articles of your daughter, give us something better than this."

I hold my tongue, "Or I will give your articles to another colleague to do. Get the answers the people want and not some junk that doesn't give much out." I continue to leave out sorely upset at how this day has just turned and wishing I could find someway to fix it. The article is out now and I can't do anything to stop it as I know that my boss won't pull it or allow the original article to be published in its stead.