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(A/N: Hoo boy, trust me, this chapter definitely puts out the true meaning of fiction....seriously....I don't know where I even got these ideas....you'll see what I mean....And, umm....I know that they're both sort of underage....but....this IS just suppose to be fiction...right? *laughs nervously* I'm already afraid of the reviews I'm gonna get for this chapter....*puts on flame-retarded suit*....I think I'll be needing this....)

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The girl, born Princess Small Lady Serenity, was locked in an entirely white room with a kid that murdered his own mother. Gohan looked up at her with big, baleful, shame-filled eyes.

She stuttered a little. "Y-you....WHAT?!!"

"I...killed her." He answered her as if the fact was as plain as day. She tore her hands from his and leapt off the bed in disgust. Her complexion as pale as a ghost's.

"You're just....SICK!! Do you even KNOW how many nights your brother has spent crying, SCREAMING about his mommy dying?!!! Do you even CARE?!! Why would you....how could you...." she just kept on rambling.

He glared at her, but still kept the same look of self-hate in his eyes. "Hey! You don't know my mother! You don't know what happened!"

His eyes went on flickering back and forth from aqua to ebony in his frustration. Chibiusa trembled. The only thing that was keeping her from running out that front door was because there was an even crueler murderer on the other side.

Gohan looked towards the ground. "Please, just hear me out...please..."

She cautiously took her seat back on the bed, but much farther from him this time. She watched as he took in a short, shallow breath, as if he were some great storyteller.

"My mother...I....loved her very much, I still do. I am sorry for what I did....but I....never....meant to...."

He paused for a minute to restart his story. "My father died when I was eleven years old. When he did, my mother, Chichi , took it really hard. The thing was, he had a chance to come back or not, but he didn't for the sake of his Earth. Mom blamed herself and thought he didn't want to come back because of her. Tired of her....tired of her nagging...."

His voice trailed off as he looked at Usagi for any sympathy. There was none, and he continued on.

"....She was never really a heavy drinker....but....it...sort of "piled up." After Dad died for the second time, she became too distant to have any real friends, but she always seemed to have her bottles for company. She was stable, I guess, until Goten was born....God she hated him...."

He glanced at Usagi to make sure she was listening. He acknowledged she was and kept on.

"...It was, I think, because he was an exact replica of Dad. He had his smile, his naivety, he even had his hair. That was why she hated him so much, because he just looked so much like he did. She always had such a distorted view of things....I could never go to sleep at night because I was always so afraid of what she might do to him....he was only a baby, he couldn't defend himself.....May times she would come up to his little room and try to beat him to death, or suffocate him....when she had been drinking, that is....Eventually I would get her to stop, but it was always so hard. I couldn't really hit her, that would probably kill her....And then, I remember one night, when I swear she was inane...."

His voice was beginning to crack some, Usagi noticed, and that the flicker of his eyes was increasing.

"....That night I heard her digging around in the kitchen for something. Then I heard the drawer under the sink open. There was only one thing that we kept in there, which was a very long knife, a machete, I think....And then I heard her footsteps heading up to Goten's room, and I knew what she was planning on doing..... In an instant I was up there, luckily I beat her up there. I remember grabbing Goten, who was only two then, and trying to fly out the window with him, but something....snagged me back....It was the knife, she had plunged the knife into my back so I wouldn't get away..."

He paused again, this time to wipe away a tear that had trickled down his cheek. Usagi felt so sorry that she had yelled at him now, she didn't know she couldn't even have guessed...

"....But I kept on going anyway, I had to keep my baby brother alive, it didn't matter what happened to me. I felt, that if I could save his life, maybe I could have saved my dad's too....It was my fault he died anyway....I remember she wasn't very far behind me, she was still holding the machete with that terrible gleam in her eye, that drool on her chin. It wasn't very long before I couldn't take the pain in my back anymore, and I stumbled and fell. I was still holding Goten....She finally caught up to me had me pinned down on my stomach. She kept trying to roll me over so that she could get at Goten, but I wouldn't let her. He was mine, and I was never going to let her touch him again, ever. She reached for her blade again and rammed it deep into my back. I remember that there was blood, a whole lot of blood....She pulled it out and was about to stab me again, when I just....snapped....I had been trying so hard to try to get away without hurting her, but I just didn't care anymore....she never cared about me....Before she could get me the third time I grabbed her wrist and flipped her over, and when I did....I....she.....the knife....cut her own throat....I remember her wailing as the blood poured from her mouth....and through her nose.....and all I could say is 'I'm sorry' over and over....and holding her had in my arms as the life slipped out of her....I was only thirteen then....I couldn't take care of Goten....I just left him on Capsule Corporation's doorstep....And then I ran....and left him alone..."

His last few words came out as choked sobs as he tried to hold back more tears, but he couldn't and just let it flow. He buried his face in his hands so that he wouldn't have to ,look at Usagi.

She just couldn't believe it. This kid, the same one that rarely smiled, that caught her from the Ferris wheel, the same one that had given her her first kiss since Helios, was crying his eyes out; like some little boy that had fallen and scraped his knee. She didn't someone as tough and cold could cry. I guess this proved her theories wrong about him. She suddenly realized that she was crying too, his story made her feel so sorry for him....

She wanted to wrap her arms around him and rock him to sleep like she would Goten. So that is what she did, or tried to, anyway.

She invited herself to his lap and rested her head on his shoulder and put her arms around the back of his neck. This reaction was definitely a surprise to Gohan, but not an unwelcome one. His arms reached behind her and wrapped around her back and laid his head down in the crook of her neck.

"Thank you Usa," he whispered.

She ran her fingers through the back of his hair. "It's okay Gohan, it's okay. You saved you're brother's life, you were very brave."

She lightly kissed his ear, and then his cheek, and worked his way down his jaw line and neck. He began to nip down her throat, and his hand somehow found it's way under that pink mini-skirt....

We must wonder if these small signs of affection eased them out of their worries, or Hell, maybe crying just made them horny, but in any event, as Usagi's Sailor fuku was torn off her, and her back was gently laid down in the bed, one thing was apparent:

They were going to fuck that night.

Yes, they knew it was unprotected and it wasn't right.

Yes, they knew it was in the heat of the moment.

Yes, they knew people as young as them shouldn't be having sex.

And yeah, even through that short amount of time, and even though neither one of them would admit it to save their souls, they were totally and completely in love; and that in itself contradicts all other statements of opposition.

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Gohan looked over at his new found kobito, who had fallen long asleep on his chest, her pink hair matted against her face a bit. He picked up one of her hands and compared how much smaller it was to his own.

I hope I didn't hurt her or anything...

But he saw by the contented look on her face that he hadn't. He pulled the comforter around them a little more. It felt a little cold, and the only thing that was currently shielding them was a thin layer of sweat. He kissed her forehead softly and she began to stir. Her eyebrows narrowed even though her eyes were still closed.

"Mmm...lemme go back to sleep...I wanna stay just like this.....you feel warm...."

Gohan grinned as she instinctively cuddled against him for warmth. He slung an arm around her with intent to sleep too, but before he drifted off to dreamland, he mentally checked to see if everyone else was okay.

Goten was fine. He wasn't at home, (Gohan could sense where he was anytime of the day), but asleep in the cave with Icarus, his old pet dinosaur. But Minako, her ki was.....gone.......

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To Be Continued.......

(A/N: Wasn't expecting that, were 'ya? *heh heh* R&R ~Flirtatious Flamingo~)