Usagi was sitting on the grass looking at the ducks in the pond, when she
felt someone sit down beside her. She turned and saw Mamoru. She almost
rolled her eyes, but stopped herself. Does this guy ever give up? She
thought Kunzite made it quite clear that he wasn't welcome. And good knows
what he'll do to her if he sees her with him again. Especially in this
setting. She stood up dusted off her bottom.
"Sorry I can't stay. I was just sitting here to think and now I'm through thinking. I gotta go." She turned to leave. Mamoru got up and jogged toward her. He gently gripped her arm and turned her around.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?"
Usagi's eyes darted around looking for an excuse, "Practice. I have practice, I gotta go or I'll be late."
"Great! I'll come watch you."
God! Does he ever give up? "You can't. My coach doesn't like people watching. He says it distracts his students. Whatever that means. I wish you could, but you can't. Maybe I'll see you later." She turned and walked away. 'I wish you could'? Great, now he's going to think that she actually wanted him around. And she didn't, did she? He was kind of cute. Oh boy! Stop it! She already had a boyfriend and she was committed to him and only him. Of course he didn't let get involved with anyone else, but you get the picture.
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Mamoru just stood there and watched her walk away. It was almost as she was leaving him in fear. But fear of what? As if to answer his question, a voice came up behind him, "What are you doing here?" Mamoru turned to face Kunzite. Yet again he didn't look all too pleased to see Mamoru.
"I was just saying hello to Usagi. I saw her sitting here and she looked like she could use some company, so I came over to say hello."
"Don't you get it? She doesn't want anything to do with you. So just stay away from her. Go back to your animals." Kunzite swiftly walked past him and followed the path Usagi took.
Mamoru brought his brows together, "My animals? What the---" He shrugged.
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Usagi was sitting watching TV when she heard Kunzite come in and slam the door behind him. Oh Shit! Usagi turned around slowly had just enough time to see Kunzite walk quickly over to her and pick her up by her hair. She clinched her eyes shut and grabbed on to his hands instinctively. He picked her up and brought over the back of the couch and stood her up.
"I'll ask you one more time. Who was that guy you were talking to?!"
"I already told you." Usagi whimpered as Kunzite's right fist met her nose. He had broken it, she was sure.
"Don't lie to me. Are you seeing him?"
"What? No, You know you're the only one---" She was cut off by a palm making contact with her right cheek, forming a bruise where the last one had just cleared up. She was sure that it was going to leave finger marks.
"Don't lie to me. Don't you think I'm that stupid?"
Usagi swallowed back her tears, "I never said you were stupid."
"Don't you dare talk back to me." Kunzite swung his left fist and it made contact with her jaw. He hit her so hard that she went up and over the couch and landed on the other side. Another break, could her day get any better? She got up on her feet and tried to run, but he ran toward her and grabbed her arm, "Don't you DARE run away from me." He said as he swung her into around and into a wall. She yelped put in pain. He, still holding onto her arm, dragged her into the kitchen and turned on one of the burners to the stove.
She went wide eyed, "What--- what are you doing?"
"Teaching you not to run from me." He grabbed her right hand and held it on the burner. She screamed out in pain. She had forgot about how quickly they got hot.
"Shut up!" He yelled and pushed her back; not realizing that she was in front of the open door that led down to the basement. She stumbled back and tried to stop herself, but didn't succeed and she tumbled down them.
"Oh shit." He said under his breath and toward the stairs. He looked down them and saw Usagi laying at the bottom unconscious. He was sure her arm wasn't supposed to bend like that. Afraid that he had killed her, he ran from the house.
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Several hours later, Usagi woke up. She tried sitting up but pain wrenched through her right arm and she collapsed again. She used her left arm and managed to get herself in to a standing position. She looked around; she was in the basement. She sighed and made her way up the stairs. She clutched the back of her head. She had guessed that she hit it on one of the stairs. Her face throbbed with pain. She didn't know that he could hit so hard. She was brought out of her thoughts when she realized that she had been walking down the street towards the hospital. She stopped in her tracks. Should she go? Mamoru would mostly likely be working. Well, She thought, Just tell him you had an intense practice. But still. She had doubts. But she couldn't do this for very much longer; she had to get out some how. Mamoru might just save her life. After all, that was the worst beating she had gotten and it could get worse if she stayed with Kunzite. But, what if he came looking for her? She heaved a sigh; she would just have to chance it. She looked up and found herself in front of the hospital. She made her way through the heavy doors and walked toward the emergency ward. She wasn't even half way down the hall when Mamoru spotted her. He was talking and joking with another doctor and looked up for a moment and did a double take when he said her, "Usagi? Good god! What happened?"
Usagi tried to smile, "Intense practice."
Mamoru looked at her in disbelief and was about to say something when she collapsed. He quickly reached out and caught her, she had passed out.
Usagi woke up to find Mamoru putting her arm in a sling. She groaned, "How-- - how long was I out for?" Intense pain shot through her jaw when she spoke.
"Not long, twenty minutes. I took the chance to set your arm while your were out, so you wouldn't have to go through the pain while you were awake."
Usagi furrowed her brow, "My arm?"
"Yes. You broke it." Mamoru replied gently.
Usagi groaned.
"I think you broke your nose too, but I'm going to have to take x-rays for that."
Usagi groaned again.
"Now you said you did all of this during practice?" Mamoru said as they were waiting for the results of the x-rays.
Usagi nodded, "That's right."
"Well, then I'm curious as to how you did this," He said pointing to her hand, "Last time I checked boxers don't do anything that would cause them to burn themselves."
"Oh, that. I did that a couple days ago. I went to lean on the counter and wasn't watching where I had put my had." Why was she lying? She thought that she was going to tell him what really happened and get help. Why was she doing this?
"But it looks fresh."
Usagi only shrugged.
"Usagi," Mamoru began after someone had come in and handed him the x-rays. "In all my years of being a doctor, even when I was a student. I've heard a lot of excuses, and I have to say that yours," He said as he put the film into the light and examined it, "is the best I've heard. Because the injuries sustained in your face, had to be caused by a good hard punch. But, "He continued as he took the x-ray down and laid it down on a nearby table, "I think we both know that that's not how you broke your nose, or your jaw for that matter."
"My jaw?"
Mamoru nodded, "Well, it isn't a break as it is more or less a tiny fracture. You're not going to be needing your jaw wired shut, but I'd be careful with what you do to it, or it might get worse before it gets better. But you've managed to change the subject. Does your boyfriend hit you?"
"What!?" I can't believe his asking me this! "No! Of course not." What's wrong with me? Tell him, tell him!!!
Mamoru sighed, "a lot of women in your position don't want to say anything, because they're afraid for their lives. But I assure you that you'll be safer and better off if you tell someone. You can trust me."
"He doesn't hit me. He's just a little over protective that's all. And I'd thank you not to put your nose into business that's not your own." She said and got up, but Mamoru stopped her from going anywhere.
"You're not leaving until I clean you up." He said and decided that was all that needed to be said. He was going to push the issue any further. She would tell him when she was ready, or at least he had hoped she would.
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"Sorry I can't stay. I was just sitting here to think and now I'm through thinking. I gotta go." She turned to leave. Mamoru got up and jogged toward her. He gently gripped her arm and turned her around.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?"
Usagi's eyes darted around looking for an excuse, "Practice. I have practice, I gotta go or I'll be late."
"Great! I'll come watch you."
God! Does he ever give up? "You can't. My coach doesn't like people watching. He says it distracts his students. Whatever that means. I wish you could, but you can't. Maybe I'll see you later." She turned and walked away. 'I wish you could'? Great, now he's going to think that she actually wanted him around. And she didn't, did she? He was kind of cute. Oh boy! Stop it! She already had a boyfriend and she was committed to him and only him. Of course he didn't let get involved with anyone else, but you get the picture.
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Mamoru just stood there and watched her walk away. It was almost as she was leaving him in fear. But fear of what? As if to answer his question, a voice came up behind him, "What are you doing here?" Mamoru turned to face Kunzite. Yet again he didn't look all too pleased to see Mamoru.
"I was just saying hello to Usagi. I saw her sitting here and she looked like she could use some company, so I came over to say hello."
"Don't you get it? She doesn't want anything to do with you. So just stay away from her. Go back to your animals." Kunzite swiftly walked past him and followed the path Usagi took.
Mamoru brought his brows together, "My animals? What the---" He shrugged.
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Usagi was sitting watching TV when she heard Kunzite come in and slam the door behind him. Oh Shit! Usagi turned around slowly had just enough time to see Kunzite walk quickly over to her and pick her up by her hair. She clinched her eyes shut and grabbed on to his hands instinctively. He picked her up and brought over the back of the couch and stood her up.
"I'll ask you one more time. Who was that guy you were talking to?!"
"I already told you." Usagi whimpered as Kunzite's right fist met her nose. He had broken it, she was sure.
"Don't lie to me. Are you seeing him?"
"What? No, You know you're the only one---" She was cut off by a palm making contact with her right cheek, forming a bruise where the last one had just cleared up. She was sure that it was going to leave finger marks.
"Don't lie to me. Don't you think I'm that stupid?"
Usagi swallowed back her tears, "I never said you were stupid."
"Don't you dare talk back to me." Kunzite swung his left fist and it made contact with her jaw. He hit her so hard that she went up and over the couch and landed on the other side. Another break, could her day get any better? She got up on her feet and tried to run, but he ran toward her and grabbed her arm, "Don't you DARE run away from me." He said as he swung her into around and into a wall. She yelped put in pain. He, still holding onto her arm, dragged her into the kitchen and turned on one of the burners to the stove.
She went wide eyed, "What--- what are you doing?"
"Teaching you not to run from me." He grabbed her right hand and held it on the burner. She screamed out in pain. She had forgot about how quickly they got hot.
"Shut up!" He yelled and pushed her back; not realizing that she was in front of the open door that led down to the basement. She stumbled back and tried to stop herself, but didn't succeed and she tumbled down them.
"Oh shit." He said under his breath and toward the stairs. He looked down them and saw Usagi laying at the bottom unconscious. He was sure her arm wasn't supposed to bend like that. Afraid that he had killed her, he ran from the house.
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Several hours later, Usagi woke up. She tried sitting up but pain wrenched through her right arm and she collapsed again. She used her left arm and managed to get herself in to a standing position. She looked around; she was in the basement. She sighed and made her way up the stairs. She clutched the back of her head. She had guessed that she hit it on one of the stairs. Her face throbbed with pain. She didn't know that he could hit so hard. She was brought out of her thoughts when she realized that she had been walking down the street towards the hospital. She stopped in her tracks. Should she go? Mamoru would mostly likely be working. Well, She thought, Just tell him you had an intense practice. But still. She had doubts. But she couldn't do this for very much longer; she had to get out some how. Mamoru might just save her life. After all, that was the worst beating she had gotten and it could get worse if she stayed with Kunzite. But, what if he came looking for her? She heaved a sigh; she would just have to chance it. She looked up and found herself in front of the hospital. She made her way through the heavy doors and walked toward the emergency ward. She wasn't even half way down the hall when Mamoru spotted her. He was talking and joking with another doctor and looked up for a moment and did a double take when he said her, "Usagi? Good god! What happened?"
Usagi tried to smile, "Intense practice."
Mamoru looked at her in disbelief and was about to say something when she collapsed. He quickly reached out and caught her, she had passed out.
Usagi woke up to find Mamoru putting her arm in a sling. She groaned, "How-- - how long was I out for?" Intense pain shot through her jaw when she spoke.
"Not long, twenty minutes. I took the chance to set your arm while your were out, so you wouldn't have to go through the pain while you were awake."
Usagi furrowed her brow, "My arm?"
"Yes. You broke it." Mamoru replied gently.
Usagi groaned.
"I think you broke your nose too, but I'm going to have to take x-rays for that."
Usagi groaned again.
"Now you said you did all of this during practice?" Mamoru said as they were waiting for the results of the x-rays.
Usagi nodded, "That's right."
"Well, then I'm curious as to how you did this," He said pointing to her hand, "Last time I checked boxers don't do anything that would cause them to burn themselves."
"Oh, that. I did that a couple days ago. I went to lean on the counter and wasn't watching where I had put my had." Why was she lying? She thought that she was going to tell him what really happened and get help. Why was she doing this?
"But it looks fresh."
Usagi only shrugged.
"Usagi," Mamoru began after someone had come in and handed him the x-rays. "In all my years of being a doctor, even when I was a student. I've heard a lot of excuses, and I have to say that yours," He said as he put the film into the light and examined it, "is the best I've heard. Because the injuries sustained in your face, had to be caused by a good hard punch. But, "He continued as he took the x-ray down and laid it down on a nearby table, "I think we both know that that's not how you broke your nose, or your jaw for that matter."
"My jaw?"
Mamoru nodded, "Well, it isn't a break as it is more or less a tiny fracture. You're not going to be needing your jaw wired shut, but I'd be careful with what you do to it, or it might get worse before it gets better. But you've managed to change the subject. Does your boyfriend hit you?"
"What!?" I can't believe his asking me this! "No! Of course not." What's wrong with me? Tell him, tell him!!!
Mamoru sighed, "a lot of women in your position don't want to say anything, because they're afraid for their lives. But I assure you that you'll be safer and better off if you tell someone. You can trust me."
"He doesn't hit me. He's just a little over protective that's all. And I'd thank you not to put your nose into business that's not your own." She said and got up, but Mamoru stopped her from going anywhere.
"You're not leaving until I clean you up." He said and decided that was all that needed to be said. He was going to push the issue any further. She would tell him when she was ready, or at least he had hoped she would.
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