Author's Notes: Wow, two chapters in one day! I'm so proud of myself! Plus I got out the third
chapter of When Hell Froze Over! *sniffles* I'm overwhelmed with proud!! *^_^* Happy Tears!
Tell Her 'I'm Sorry...'
Chapter 2
Rated R
The pain was indescribable.
Usagi bit her tongue in order to keep from screaming. She desperately tried to stable
herself. Usagi took one faltering step at a time, trailing her hand along the wall to keep her
balance. She could feel the blood start to drip down her leg again.
After what seemed like and eternity, Usagi made it to the bedroom door. She cautiously
creaked it open and fumbled into the living room.
"Mamoru...?" Usagi breathed out. Her voice was raspy and the pain she was esperiencing was
obvious by the look of her face.
Mamoru whipped his head over to the young teen standing a few yards away. He sucked in a
breath and rushed over to the wincing girl.
"Usagi!" Mamoru reprimanded. "What are you doing out of bed? You shouldn't be walking!"
"I..." Usagi took a few deep breaths. "I'm fine... Really.. I just... uh... wanted to
talk to you..."
Usagi began to take another step foward, but wound up falling onto Mamoru. He swept
Usagi up in his arms, despite her squeals of protest, and carried her back into the bedroom.
Mamoru very gently placed her back on the bed, so as not to cause her any more pain. That's when
he realized the small trail of blood that had made it's way down her leg.
Mamoru stared, eyes unwavering, at the smeared line of blood. His stomach began clenching
again at the thought of what had been done to this poor girl. Every muscle, ligament, nerve, vein,
and organ in his body seemed to scream out. They seemed to be bunching into balls, just to spite him.
As if saying 'What kind of a protector ARE you?! How will you ever be able to save Sailor Moon if
you can't even prevent such horrible things happening to your love?"
Mamoru lightly shook his head and reached for a tissue. Just as he brushed the cloth
against Usagi's skin, she yanked it from his hands.
"I can take care of myself!" Usagi turned her head away and manuevered herself, as
painlessly as possible, so her back was facing him.
"Right..." Mamoru's eyes skittered around nervously, not taking his gaze off the carpet.
"What did you want to talk to me about?"
Usagi clenched her fists around the tissue and tried to choke back a sob.
"I... I just wanted to say..." Usagi's voice quivered, her tears threatening to overflow.
"That... I'm sorry..."
"Sorry...?" Mamoru half-smiled. "You have nothing to be sorry for. This wasn't your fault."
"But..." Usagi turned back to him, and handed him the tissue. "I'm being such a burden
to you... Here you are... Trying to help me and take care of me... And I'm just being a spoiled
brat..."
Mamoru very gently rubbed the tissue over Usagi's thigh making her jump a bit. Mamoru
swallowed the rising lump in his throat and continued to clean her.
"Are you ever going to trust me...?"
Mamoru's words seemed to plunge into Usagi like a knife. Trust? Usagi couldn't even fathom
what the word meant anymore... But... Mamoru was being so good to her... She had to trust him...
And yet...
"I'm sorry!!" Usagi buried her face into her hands and sobbed loudly. Mamoru gasped and
stared at her in shock.
"Usagi..." Mamoru moved his mouth, trying to find something to say, but no sound came out.
Her gently pulled the girl's weeping form into his embrace and rocked her. "I don't want you to
have to be sorry... I just don't want you to be living in a nightmare the rest of your life..."
"The nightmare's already begun, Mamoru!" she cried, voice slightly muffled against his neck.
"I can't stop that now...I'm sorry... But I just don't know..."
"Because I'm male...?" Mamoru felt Usagi go rigid in his hold. "Is that why you can't
trust me, Usa...? Because I'm a guy...?"
Usagi choked on her sobs. The pain between her legs intensified, as if reminding her of
what a man could do to her... Because he was male...? Yeah... probably...
"Did you make the appointment...?" Usagi desperately tried to change the subject.
"He's a guy, too, Usagi. You don't trust him either?" Mamoru bit out. He mentally kicked
himself for that, but he couldn't help it. Her words had wounded him bullet deep.
"WHY ARE YOU BLAMING THIS ON ME?!" Usagi screeched, shoving herself away from Mamoru. Her
eyes burned with fury and tears. "I DIDN'T ASK FOR ANY OF THIS!!!"
"I know that, damnit!" Mamoru bellowed back. "I understand you're scared!! I get it, OK?!
But how can I ever help you if you jump everytime I go near you?!"
Mamoru opened his mouth to scream at her more, but was interrupted as a searing pain
shot across his cheek. Mamoru gritted his teeth as his head was snapped to the side.
Usagi glared harshly at him, hand stinging from the impact. Her shoulders shook with her
fury, her gut writhing.
"I hate you..." Usagi hissed, lowering her head. "You have no idea what I'm going through..."
I'm sorry if I'm not as strong as you... I can't handle pain very well, OK?! I think this is a
bit worse than ANYTHING you could have ever gone through!"
"Trying loosing both your parents..." Mamoru gingerly touched his already bruising cheek.
He slowly stood from his place on the bed and walked to the door. "Your appoitment is at two
o'clock... Wear whatever fits you... Talk to me once you grow up..."
Mamoru walked out of the bedroom, slamming the door behind him, leaving Usagi to her
lonesome once more.
Author's Notes: I wasn't planning on making Mamoru so cruel... It just kind of oozed out of me...
¬_¬ That didn't sound very pleasant... *shrugs* Tata!
chapter of When Hell Froze Over! *sniffles* I'm overwhelmed with proud!! *^_^* Happy Tears!
Tell Her 'I'm Sorry...'
Chapter 2
Rated R
The pain was indescribable.
Usagi bit her tongue in order to keep from screaming. She desperately tried to stable
herself. Usagi took one faltering step at a time, trailing her hand along the wall to keep her
balance. She could feel the blood start to drip down her leg again.
After what seemed like and eternity, Usagi made it to the bedroom door. She cautiously
creaked it open and fumbled into the living room.
"Mamoru...?" Usagi breathed out. Her voice was raspy and the pain she was esperiencing was
obvious by the look of her face.
Mamoru whipped his head over to the young teen standing a few yards away. He sucked in a
breath and rushed over to the wincing girl.
"Usagi!" Mamoru reprimanded. "What are you doing out of bed? You shouldn't be walking!"
"I..." Usagi took a few deep breaths. "I'm fine... Really.. I just... uh... wanted to
talk to you..."
Usagi began to take another step foward, but wound up falling onto Mamoru. He swept
Usagi up in his arms, despite her squeals of protest, and carried her back into the bedroom.
Mamoru very gently placed her back on the bed, so as not to cause her any more pain. That's when
he realized the small trail of blood that had made it's way down her leg.
Mamoru stared, eyes unwavering, at the smeared line of blood. His stomach began clenching
again at the thought of what had been done to this poor girl. Every muscle, ligament, nerve, vein,
and organ in his body seemed to scream out. They seemed to be bunching into balls, just to spite him.
As if saying 'What kind of a protector ARE you?! How will you ever be able to save Sailor Moon if
you can't even prevent such horrible things happening to your love?"
Mamoru lightly shook his head and reached for a tissue. Just as he brushed the cloth
against Usagi's skin, she yanked it from his hands.
"I can take care of myself!" Usagi turned her head away and manuevered herself, as
painlessly as possible, so her back was facing him.
"Right..." Mamoru's eyes skittered around nervously, not taking his gaze off the carpet.
"What did you want to talk to me about?"
Usagi clenched her fists around the tissue and tried to choke back a sob.
"I... I just wanted to say..." Usagi's voice quivered, her tears threatening to overflow.
"That... I'm sorry..."
"Sorry...?" Mamoru half-smiled. "You have nothing to be sorry for. This wasn't your fault."
"But..." Usagi turned back to him, and handed him the tissue. "I'm being such a burden
to you... Here you are... Trying to help me and take care of me... And I'm just being a spoiled
brat..."
Mamoru very gently rubbed the tissue over Usagi's thigh making her jump a bit. Mamoru
swallowed the rising lump in his throat and continued to clean her.
"Are you ever going to trust me...?"
Mamoru's words seemed to plunge into Usagi like a knife. Trust? Usagi couldn't even fathom
what the word meant anymore... But... Mamoru was being so good to her... She had to trust him...
And yet...
"I'm sorry!!" Usagi buried her face into her hands and sobbed loudly. Mamoru gasped and
stared at her in shock.
"Usagi..." Mamoru moved his mouth, trying to find something to say, but no sound came out.
Her gently pulled the girl's weeping form into his embrace and rocked her. "I don't want you to
have to be sorry... I just don't want you to be living in a nightmare the rest of your life..."
"The nightmare's already begun, Mamoru!" she cried, voice slightly muffled against his neck.
"I can't stop that now...I'm sorry... But I just don't know..."
"Because I'm male...?" Mamoru felt Usagi go rigid in his hold. "Is that why you can't
trust me, Usa...? Because I'm a guy...?"
Usagi choked on her sobs. The pain between her legs intensified, as if reminding her of
what a man could do to her... Because he was male...? Yeah... probably...
"Did you make the appointment...?" Usagi desperately tried to change the subject.
"He's a guy, too, Usagi. You don't trust him either?" Mamoru bit out. He mentally kicked
himself for that, but he couldn't help it. Her words had wounded him bullet deep.
"WHY ARE YOU BLAMING THIS ON ME?!" Usagi screeched, shoving herself away from Mamoru. Her
eyes burned with fury and tears. "I DIDN'T ASK FOR ANY OF THIS!!!"
"I know that, damnit!" Mamoru bellowed back. "I understand you're scared!! I get it, OK?!
But how can I ever help you if you jump everytime I go near you?!"
Mamoru opened his mouth to scream at her more, but was interrupted as a searing pain
shot across his cheek. Mamoru gritted his teeth as his head was snapped to the side.
Usagi glared harshly at him, hand stinging from the impact. Her shoulders shook with her
fury, her gut writhing.
"I hate you..." Usagi hissed, lowering her head. "You have no idea what I'm going through..."
I'm sorry if I'm not as strong as you... I can't handle pain very well, OK?! I think this is a
bit worse than ANYTHING you could have ever gone through!"
"Trying loosing both your parents..." Mamoru gingerly touched his already bruising cheek.
He slowly stood from his place on the bed and walked to the door. "Your appoitment is at two
o'clock... Wear whatever fits you... Talk to me once you grow up..."
Mamoru walked out of the bedroom, slamming the door behind him, leaving Usagi to her
lonesome once more.
Author's Notes: I wasn't planning on making Mamoru so cruel... It just kind of oozed out of me...
¬_¬ That didn't sound very pleasant... *shrugs* Tata!
