Well hi! This is the first fanfic that I have ever written. I hope you like it. Please review if you read it.

Disclaimer: I don't claim to own any part of Gundam Wing or Sailormoon. I am merely using the characters and their names and probably not very accurately either.

Italics indicate thoughts. And on with the story!

Today was a typical day. She woke up, ate breakfast, kissed her husband goodbye and went to work. Everything was normal today... right?

She ran.

Sobbing, and blurry eyed, she ran.

I have to get out of here. Away from him...

Fifteen minutes later she slowed down enough to notice her surroundings. The tears had stopped and small hiccups came every so often.

Damn it! Get a hold of yourself! Don't be such a Odango Atama! The girl scolded to herself. She looked around. The park? How did I get to the park? Its four miles from the apartment.

She sat down, and took in her surroundings. The duck lake was nearby; already this year's hatchlings were swimming. Her breath caught as another sob came forth.

This is, no WAS our place...

Flashback

A shapely blond of short stature grinned up at the man, her long hair waving behind her. The man looked down at her. She always wore her silvery-blond hair in the strangest style. Two round buns adorned each side of her head, leaving long ankle length streamers of hair to fall gently down.

Taking her hand, the man got down on one knee and said the words she had been waiting so long to hear...

Will you marry me?

End Flashback

How long ago that seems now. I don't understand. What did I do wrong...

I thought we were happy...

Flashback to 40 minutes ago

She had gotten home early. Work was slow today and she had finished fast. Being a photographer was fun. and it allowed you to meet so many interesting people. She only had one client scheduled for today and they had canceled. Their model had the flu. So she went to the negative room to finish up the photos she taken the day before. She was done two hours later.

* her point of view*

"Wow! That was definitely faster than usual. I can't believe I'm already finished for today. Now I can go out to lunch or something. Yeah! That's it! I'll just go get that husband of mine and we can spend the day together." *grins goofily* "After all tomorrow is our second anniversary and we might as well get a head start."

I started walking back to our apartment. It really was a gorgeous day. The sun was shining in a deep blue sky and the flowers were blooming, giving the air a sweet scent that masked all signs of life. If my eyes had been closed I would have thought I was in the country.

Thinking of my dear husband, I began to get excited. I couldn't wait for tomorrow. It was going to be perfect. We had reservations at the hottest restaurant in town. It was the best, and not only because of the entertainment (which included popular local bands), but the food was delicious. After dinner we were going to go dancing, too.

I got closer to the apartment when I backtracked. The flower shop was a block down that way. I decided to get some flowers. I was definitely in the mood for some carnations, my new favorite flower. My husband always gives them to me.

Grabbing my yellow and pink bouquet, I left the flower shop and continued home. I walked up the stairs and went to unlock the door. My husband usually comes home around 1:00 and it was only 12:35. But the door was already unlocked.

I carefully eased the door open, so that the burglar wouldn't hear me. I wanted to catch the thief in the act. So I walked into the living room, quietly, not betraying a sound, my flowers still in my hands. Nothing. Nor was there anything in the kitchen, or the bathroom. I walked to the bedroom, and I heard a giggle.

Stealthily, I opened the door...

and froze....

There he was...

Naked and in bad with someone else. Someone that wasn't me. I dropped the flowers in shock. He didn't hear me. They were to 'involved' in other activities. Even when I spun around on my heal, stepped on the bouquet, and ran sobbing.

End Flashback

I half expected him to come running after me as I ran out of the apartment building. I had, after all, slammed the door pretty loudly. But he didn't. Nobody came after me.

*author point of view*

Well damn him! How dare he do this to me! I thought he loved me...

Now what am I going to do? I can't go back. I am not ready to face him...

Once he finds out I'm gone he'll look for me. I can't go to my friends' houses. He'll go their first. I can't go to any hotels either. I guess I'll have to leave the city. But where?

Usagi sat and thought. She didn't know very many people outside of the city and she couldn't go anyplace that he could trace her to. That left people.

I know! He has a big house and wouldn't mind helping me out. But how do I ask him and what do I say? Quatre's such a nice person. I can't tell him that one of his best friends is cheating on his wife. At this thought, Usagi stopped and a new fear gripped her. What if Quatre wouldn't help her? She was only his friend's wife. Sure they had become friends in the time that she had been dating his friend, but was that enough of a bond? The sobbing began anew. Head in her hands, Usagi cried. She needed help and right now it seemed like Quatre would be her best bet.

Resolutely, she got up and walked to the nearest payphone (as she didn't have her call phone) and steeling herself, dialed.

The phone rang.

Hello may I help you? Was heard from the other end of the line.

Taking a trembling breath she answered quietly:

"Quatre? This is Usagi. I need help."

Well, not too bad for my first fic, ehh? So what do you think? Good? Bad? Did you notice that I deliberately did not mention her husband's name? Guess who he is. I think you'll be surprised. If you want to vote for who will be helping Usagi out after her problem, then please vote. I'll take suggestions.