Title: Not Everything is Always Perfect.

Author: Serene Earth

Chapter 4 of ????

Author's Notes: Koni-wa minna-san! Again I find myself apologizing for not having more chapters out sooner. I have good and bad news to those who follow my stories, good news is that I'm done camp, but bad news is that band camp starts in a week! I don't know how this will affect my writing I might have new stories from band camp...or I might be too busy either way it can't be good, lol. Anyhow I will be finishing off By the God's in the next few chapters, and this story still has a while to go but that's okay right? Enough of my talking! This chapter is short but to the point, enjoy!

(Don't forget to read my other stories!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

"Sshh calm down kitten, I need you to let the paramedics look at your leg, okay? You need to calm down and let them near you?"

Haruka held a sobbing Usagi in her arms. Michiru Kaioh looked on with tears in her eyes as she watched her lover trying to comfort their best friend. Hotaru stood off to the side letting silent tears fall down her face, how could this happen to their Usagi?

"Usa...Usa look at me?"

Haruka gently lifted Usagi's face to look at her. Haruka would be damned if Usagi wouldn't talk to them. Haruka was scared out of her mind when she got the call.

~~~~Flashback~~~~

"Michiru? I'm home!"

Haruka took her jacket off her shoulders and threw it on their navy blue couch.

"Michi?"

Haruka called her lover again as she entered the kitchen to look for some food, after all she was a growing girl right? She opened the refrigerator and grabbed the first thing she found. "Well at least I never have to ask myself the question 'Got Milk?' " Haruka mumbled just before she greedily gulped down the milk straight from the container.

"Haruka?"

The sound of Michiru's voice made Haruka almost choke on the milk mid-gulp. She hurriedly attempted to swallow what was in her mouth.

"Haruka...I don't believe you?! As soon as you get home you head right into the kitchen and start drinking from the milk container! Get your behind in here and say hi to your daughter!"

Haruka's eyes widened. Hotaru was home from her exchange program thingy! Haruka closed the milk gallon and put it back in the refrigerator, wiping her mouth sloppily. She ran from the kitchen into the dining room to see her lover sitting with their adopted daughter Hotaru.

"Hotaru sweetie!"

Forgotten milk splattered on Hotaru's face as she approached her 'father', she stopped mid-step to wipe the liquid from her pale face. Haruka looked on sheepishly.

"I wasn't in the milk!"

Haruka pleaded throwing Michiru an innocent look. Her attention was soon turned from her lover to the teenager whom had her arms around Haruka's side, wrapping her into a tight hug.

"Haruka-papa! I've been waiting for you to get home! I came here straight from the airport, I wanted you to pick me up but momma told me you were at the concert hall this evening."

Haruka smiled down at her little girl as she rambled on about her flight, truth be told Hotaru was sixteen but she would always be Haruka's little girl.

"Come now my baby, why don't you go sit in the living room and relax then we'll chat. I want to know how my baby's trip went."

Hotaru looked up at her 'mother' then nodded, she decided they needed a moment together.

"I'll go make some tea first, okay?"

Without waiting for an answer, Hotaru went into the kitchen and set about making them tea. Michiru walked over to Haruka and wrapped her arms around her waist.

"And how was your day Haruka?"

Haruka looked down at Michiru, a playful look in her eyes.

"WELL it started off plain, but it's looking more exciting..."

Michiru slapped Haruka's arm.

"I missed you."

Michiru gave Haruka a kiss on the check, that probably would have turned into more had it not been for the phone ringing. They both huffed.

"I'll get it."

Michiru said as she felt Haruka's arms tighten around her.

"Haruka..."

Michiru warned.

"Come-on let it go for once."

Haruka pleaded, she gave Michiru her most pathetic puppy dog face.

"Oh all right I'll let it go, but you owe me."

Haruka gave Michiru a sly look, and Michiru sighed as she heard the phone stop ringing and the answering machine pick-up.

"I know, and you know that I'm good for it."

They both laughed.

"Let's just hope it wasn't important."

Haruka let her shoulders sink.

"Babe that's what answering machine's are for."

She replied in a tone that was mocking yet innocent at the same time. They both stared at each other and moved their faces closer, their lips barely touching when they heard a strangled cry and dishes breaking coming from their kitchen. They both exchanged looks of horror and ran off into the kitchen screaming Hotaru's name.

Haruka made it to the kitchen first to see Hotaru lying in a heap of dishes and clothes on the floor sobbing near the answering machine. Haruka dropped by her side and held her just as Michiru entered the kitchen with a first aid kit.

"Hotaru honey tell me what's wrong."

Haruka demanded gently. Hotaru looked up at them, tears making her face wet and pale.

"It's...Usagi...she's hurt or something.... you have to call her back...I would...I coulda but...I...I forgot the...number!"

Haruka looked up at Michiru as she ran to the answering machine to see a blinking light. She hit the message button, and Usagi's broken and stressed voice filled the room.

"Ruka...Michi...I need you guys *sob* My apartments.... torn apart...I don't...I can't...get up! I don't know why this...why me...I...please get here...I...I don't know what to.... what to do...help me please..."

Then dial tone.

~~~~End flashback~~~~

Haruka sat cradling Usagi, humming a comforting song she used to sing to her back when they were in grade school. Haruka recalled coming home and ignoring the phone call. 'Why am I so stupid, why didn't I realize that it was Usagi and she needed my help, why?'

"Um, excuse me ma'am but I need to speak to the person who owns this apartment."

Even though the officer barely said a sentence, this was the last straw for Haruka.

"Are you blind man!? Can you not see that's she's in no condition to be speaking to morons like you!?! Why don't you get your fat ass outta here, I don't even know how you got here! So leave so the paramedics can get past your fat ass!"

Michiru let Hotaru go and walked over to the enraged Haruka and the sweating officer.

"Officer if you can see all of us are extremely distraught over this, if you would kindly move aside and let the paramedics check out our friends leg. I would be more then grateful to answer any questions you have to the best of my abilities."

The officer gave the aqua-haired a kind smile, at last someone who could keep their head, he thought. The officer moved aside and let the two paramedics go to the couch and check out the hysterical woman's leg. Michiru led the officer into the trashed kitchen.

"Can you tell me the victims name, as well as your own and your friends? As well as your relationship with her?"

Michiru nodded.

"Her name is Tsukino Usagi, I am Kaioh Michiru, over on the couch with Usagi is Ten'ou Haruka, and the teenager is mine and Haruka's daughter, Hotaru. Haruka and I have known Usagi since she was in grade school and even earlier then that."

The officer was writing in his little notepad he pulled out when Michiru started talking, after a few minutes he looked up.

"Do you know what happened here?"

Michiru felt tears leak from her eyes at the memory of her ignoring the phone call.

"Uh...I was at home with Haruka and Hotaru when the phone rang. I...uh...we were all busy at the time...so we...just let our answering machine get it."

Michiru stopped to receive a tissue the officer held out for her, giving him a small smile she continued.

"Hotaru was near the machine and dropped what she was doing when she heard the message left. It was...it was Usagi...she sounded upset and hurt, she was crying...and she said that she couldn't get up and she was rambling...and uh...she...said nothing to hint what happened here."

The officer stopped Michiru.

"Thank-you Ms. Kaioh for your help, when your friend is well and would like to further pursue this give her this card please."

Michiru only nodded as the officer gave her his card.

"Tell her to call the number on there to reach me and she can set up an appointment, until then we'll question the neighbors and if they can give us a description on who did this, we'll look for 'em. No guarantees though."

Michiru again nodded and excused herself to the living room.

"Usagi?"

Usagi looked up from her lap to see Michiru coming from the kitchen.

"Are you alright?"

Usagi nodded hesitantly. Haruka got up from her place on the couch and tried to pick up Usagi's living room. A paramedic who was working on Usagi's leg looked up at Usagi as she pulled yet another glass shard from her leg.

"Do you know how this happened?"

Usagi nodded.

"Well, can you tell me please?"

Usagi just stared at her lap, as the paramedic finished. Haruka tried to ignore her anger as she flipped back over Usagi's broken coffee table.

"Hate to break it to you kitten, but your apartment is trashed, it'll take a while to fix up."

Usagi nodded again, her gaze still on her lap. All three women had looks of hurt on their faces when they saw this. Hotaru, sensing a private moment coming up, shut the front door to keep nosy neighbors from peeking in.

"Usa what aren't you telling us?"

Usagi looked up, her eyes blank, her face cold and hurt. Michiru shivered there was only one other time she remembered seeing Usagi like this, but that was just to painful to think about for her.

"Mamoru."

Haruka walked over to Usagi.

"What has this got to do with him?"

"Who's Mamoru?"

Michiru asked the later as she and Haruka sat down on each side of Usagi, while Hotaru just sat on the broken table in front of all of them.

"Mamoru wasn't at work today."

Usagi started quietly.

"I came home to look for him and found my apartment like this. I was about to leave when I stepped on a Jack Daniel's bottle, and I fell over it by accident."

Haruka and Michiru looked up at each other, confusion being the only sign they could read from each other. Michiru put her hands over Usagi's.

"We don't understand Usa, what are you trying to say?"

Usagi broke down into more tears.

"Mamoru was a drunk when I found him, I cleaned him up and gave him a chance at getting on with his life, and just when I thought he was past his alcoholic ways, he does this to my home."

"How do you know it was him?"

Usagi gave a sad smirk.

"Who else would trash a poor girl's home and drink her liquor?"

Haruka, tired of seeing Usagi depressed, suddenly swooped her up into her arms.

"Michiru grab any clothes of Usagi's that you can find that aren't messed up, Hotaru get my car keys and start up the car for me."

Haruka starting walking to the door with a protesting Usagi.

"No Usagi, you're not staying here. What if it wasn't Mamoru? I can't risk letting you get hurt again."

"But I can take care of myself Haruka!"

Haruka stopped walking to look Usagi's in the face only to see that same cold, blank look she saw a few years back.

"No you're not, and neither am I. Let us take you in, until your apartment gets fixed up and your locks get changed. Then and only then can you come back, and your not going back to that damn restaurant either!"

Usagi had no more strength left to argue she was quietly sleeping in Haruka's arms.

"Much better kitten, don't worry we'll make you happy again, I won't let it happen to you again."

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Walking down the street carefully, Mizuno Ami was trying to enjoy her surroundings, but something kept going off in her head telling her something was wrong. She gently rubbed her temples as she sat down on a park bench.

"ugghhh..."

Ami snapped her head up and looked around for the owner of the horrendous moan.

"Mamoru?"

Ami sat her briefcase down on the wooden bench and walked as quickly as her skirt would allow, to the figure lying in the grass.

"Mamoru? Are you alright?"

Ami looked down at the man that lay in front of her. If she wasn't mistaken it was Usagi's friend, the one who Usagi practically begged to have put into her school. Ami bent down to his level and realized he was drunk.

"What the hell happened? He must be the reason why I felt like something was wrong...."

Ami walked the few feet back to the bench and pulled out her little cell phone from her briefcase, dialing a number she put the phone up to her ear.

"Greg? Honey listen can you bring the car to the west end of the park? --------------- You know what park I'm talking about!--------------(An: yea but I don't:)------Why? I just ran into a friend of Usagi's, I believe he's drunk-------Just get down here quickly please------yes...thank you dear-----of course I'm only doing this help Usagi, she told me all about him------Yes I'm talking about the man that's been living with Usa--------All right honey I'll see you in a few minutes----I love you too----uh huh Bye."

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O.o I finished the fourth chapter!!!! YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Uh sorry to leave ya hanging like that! *shrugs and grabs Mamoru* Don't flame me minna-san...I personally don't believe in drinking or doing drugs but it plays a role in this story! And just for fun let me say that I DO NOT believe in sex before marriage! I apologize to any who were offended, so was I, BUT it has it's role in this story!