Chapter Four

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Chapter four No Me Fío' (I Don't Trust)

She had a family...

She had a past...

Words couldn't describe the joy, Usagi felt, when Manx informed her that she indeed wasn't alone. It didn't matter that she didn't have any memories or that Manx, didn't tell her any specifics. All that matter was that someone out there loved her, cared for her and knew who she was.

She wasn't some blank face out in the world. She was someone.

That information, was what stop Usagi from demanding the complete truth.

Flashback

"Why can't I go to my family!" Usagi demanded.

"Do you know anything about where you were?"

Usagi looked up at the red headed women, startled. Had she been right about that place? "Did you have any clue, what Schreient was? Or what Tot, was?" Manx, continued, quietly.

"Tot was my friend...my oneesan." Usagi replied, faithfully. She refused to believe anything ill, of the girl who saved and cared for her.

"Surely, it didn't escape your noticed that she was unbalanced? Or that perhaps, that you would alone for hours on end, only to have your 'oneesan' returned tired or maybe injured." Manx, stated quietly. The girl had no response to that, and she wouldn't tarnish the image she had of the young assassin. So, Usagi kept quiet, unaware of how expressive her eyes were...they told the whole story on their own. "Schreient works Takatori Reiji...that includes Tot. Though they are...I mean were, loyal only to his son, Masafumi..."

An image of tall gangly man with glasses in a white lab coat entered Usagi's mind. Usagi had always thought of Dr. Frankenstein when she caught a rare glimpse at the scientist.

"We have found no reason for your presence at the Takatori country home, but there's a strong chance that you might become a pawn. This separation is for your safety as well as your family's..."

End of Flashback

For that reason alone was why she had agreed to stay. Usagi didn't want anyone to get hurt on her account...

Quietly Usagi, walked to the bedroom door and opened it. Until then...

"Yohji-kun! No smoking inside the flat."

"Yeah yeah..."

"Where's Aya? He's not going to watch the game?"

"I dunno, Ken-kun."

"Can I join you?"

...Might as well get to know her new roommates.

"Chiba-san."

Mamoru, suddenly felt like he was fifteen again at the sound of the no nonsense voice. "Takatori-sama." He managed in a somewhat normal voice as he bowed in respect. He was resident doctor, well on his way on becoming a well respected doctor and he was ready to jump out of his skin because of this man. He was no the longer the awkward student, looking for a way to continue on with his schooling. Damnit! He was the prince of Earth!

"You have certainly grown." Reiji began, leaning back in his leather chair. "From mere delivery boy to an fledgling doctor. Impressive, indeed."

"Thank you, Takatori-sama." Mamoru replied, respectfully, "If it hadn't been for your generosity, it would have been impossible to make it to where I am."

"I thought you were more intelligent than that." Reiji replied. "I am not a generous man. You're in my debt, simple as that."

"Of course," Was all Mamoru could manage to say. "Its a debt I plan to pay off, soon."

"I don't want your money, Mamoru."

Instantly a feeling of dread entered his body, as Reiji handed him a folder. Opening it, his eyes were greeted with twenty names. Ten names of ordinary citizens and their alter egos. Somehow the Dark Kingdom trying to take over the world, seemed like child's play now.

"I want the Sailor Senshi to work for me."

"I..."

"In return for Tsukino Usagi, or Sailor Moon, I believe?"

Usako.

"She's...alive?" Mamoru, gasped. Disbelief, coursed through his body as Usagi's face swam in his mind. Beautiful Usagi...alive. Guilt, flooded him, as he remembered Serenity who was waiting for him, at his apartment.

"What do you have to say, Chiba?" Mamoru, took note, of the sudden presence behind him. He caught of glimpse of a tall man with wire glasses, observing him with disdain in his eyes. A bodyguard of sorts. "I won't take no for an answer."

"Of course, Usagi-san." Omi answered stepping forward, "We were just going to watch tonight's game."

"I could always take you out on the town, if you're looking for a real good time, tenshi," Yohji, drawled his position on the coach. "Time alone with me, is better than any old soccer match."

"Jailbait." Ken pointed out with a pillow cushion in the playboy's face. He turned to Usagi. "I'm Ken, nice to meet you, Usagi-san."

"Its nice to meet you, too."

"Flirting, hurts no one." Yohji replied, returning the favor. "You should try it sometime, Ken-kun."

"Maybe we should sit on the floor, with the popcorn, Usagi-san." Omi suggested handing her a soda. "We'll be safe from...Oompf!" Omi grunted as he was hit from behind.

Usagi, giggled as she peered up at him, "Are you okay, Omi-kun?"

"Ne, Chibi!" Yohji, began "Don't hog, our beautiful guest."

"Jailbait." Ken repeated as his attention was drawn by the beginning soccer match. Usagi and Omi took a sat on the rug. Curious, as to why, Ken, kept repeating the word 'jailbait' she spoke up.

"Why do you take saying, jailbait? Do you know how old I am?"

"Er..." Well, didn't he just stick his foot in his mouth. Ken, looked at the sapphire eyes, waiting for his answer and said the first thing that came to his mind. "You resemble Omi-kun a lot."

"Ne?" Came from the two youths. Yohji, leaned forward, and agreed. It was in the eyes...

"You could pass for brother and sister, easily." The playboy stated, "Though, Usagi-chan here is better looking, by far."

Usagi, blushed but she didn't let that make her forget the question at hand, "Do you guys know anything about me?"

None of the members of Weiss present failed to notice the desperate tone in her voice. Yet, they couldn't say anything. Protecting her was their mission, and part of the mission was taking her identity a secret from her. "Gomen, tenshi..."

"What we know, is none of your business."

All head turned towards the newcomer. Aya, stood in the doorway, his face carved in what seemed like ice. His cold presence seemed to filled the room, causing Usagi to shivered as she looked at him. She couldn't help but notice that his fiery looks were at complete odds with his ice-like demeanor. Maybe that was why, she couldn't say nothing as he walked to his room. Until it struck her...it was him! The man being smashed into the piano! "Are you okay!" she blurted out, innocently.

Usagi felt her cheeks burn as four sets of eyes looked at her. "I...mean, y-you were hurt last night, by that...that youma! I just want to know if you were okay...gomen..." she finished, wringing her hands nervously avoiding eye contact.

Her questioned was answered by a slammed door, and Yohji. "That man needs to get laid and soon."

"Yohji!"

"Laid?" Usagi looked puzzled.

"Well look at that!" Yohji exclaimed, thankfully diverting everyone's attention to the match on TV. "That guy got hit in the crotch."

I think that I made the Weiss boys a bit OOC...hehe gomen