Mamoru moved Usagi's face from side to side as he examined it. He smoothed
his hand over her cheek where a bruise used to be, "Tell me if this hurts,"
He said as he put gentle pressure on the sides of her nose.
She gasped and pulled back, "Yes!" She said as she brought her hand up to cover her nose. She slapped him across the arm; "It's broken genius!"
"No kidding. Now hold still so I can feel it." She moved back, still covering her nose, "I need to see how it's doing. Now sit still," Mamoru said as he moved her hand and started examine her nose.
"So," Usagi began, "I didn't know you were a model." She finally asked after three of finding the pictures.
"How did you know that?" He asked, more interested in her nose than the conversation.
"I found the magazines in your room. It's like they were hiding very well."
"Oh," He said and began to removed the bandages on her hand, "Yeah, I did a little to pay for college my first few years," He sighed, "You're nose looks okay. Feels okay too, It's healing just fine." He discarded the bandages into the garbage.
"Then why does it still hurt?"
"Because it's still broken. Hold still," He said as she flinched away as he tried to put medication on her burn, "I just don't understand why this is taking so long to heal. You keep the bandages on it all today and keep it clean? Hmmm?" He said when she nodded her head, "Oh well. It's healing all the same, just very slowly. And you can take your arm out of the sling. You were able to do that two weeks ago."
She blushed, "I know. It's just comfortable." He smiled and shook his head, "When does the cast come off?" Usagi asked.
"In four months or so." With his index finger he moved a piece of hair that had strayed into her eye.
She frowned, "I'm getting sick of taking baths with a garbage bag wrapped around my arm."
"Well, do you know how hard in is to wash all that hair in the sink?" He asked referring to the fact that he has to wash her hair for her.
"No," She said sarcastically, "How hard is it? Because, you know, I've never had to do it."
He laughed, "So? What do you want to do today?"
"Don't you have to work?" Usagi asked whiled munching on some skittles.
Mamoru shook his head, "I asked for weekends off. Now that you're school for the year, the weekend are the only days when I'll get to see you all day."
She smiled. He was going out of way for her. No one ever did that, "well, this might not be the funest thing to do, but I need help on my math home work."
Mamoru smiled lovingly, "Sure. But I'm only going to help you; I'm not going to do it for you. What do you need help on?"
Usagi scoffed, "Everything! I told you I get math at all."
Usagi's eyes light up after he finished explaining something, "Oh! I get it now! It makes sense." She was so amazed. She was actually getting math. The way he explained things made so much and she wondered why she didn't get it before. It was so simple. Why couldn't any of her teachers explain things like he did? She closed her textbook, content with herself that she actually finished her homework on time.
"So now what?"
"Science." She beamed.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Usagi?"
Usagi looked up from her desk to her teacher, "Yes?"
"Will you come here for a moment, please?"
Usagi got up nervously and made her way to the teacher's desk. Usually when the teacher called her up, it was about how terrible and late her homework was, "Yes?" She squeaked when she reached her destination.
"How did your homework?"
Puzzled by the question she answered, "No--- no one did. I had some help me, but I did all of it. He just explained stuff to me."
"Well, whoever it was. Is to be congratulated."
"Pardon me?"
The teacher held up Usagi's paper, "You got all the questions right."
* * * * * * * * * *
Usagi practically skipped to her art class. She couldn't wait to get home and tell Mamoru her big news. What's more, she couldn't wait till she got to science and handed in her homework. Everything he explained about the topic made sense to her too. It's like he opened this window for her. Not just with school but with everything. He made her feel like she had never felt before. Made her feel loved and worth while.
She wasn't watching where she was going and bumped into someone. She looked up expecting to Mamoru, but instead she came face to face with a blue haired girl.
"Oh geez! I'm sorry," the girl apologized.
"It's okay. It was my fault anyway." Usagi replied.
The girl's eyes focused on Usagi's broken arm, "How'd you break your arm?"
"With my own stupidity, "She stuck her tongue out. Well, it was true. Her stupidity was what made her stay with the asshole and by doing that it got her into those kind of situations, "I fell down the stairs. Missed step. I'm Usagi."
The girl smiled, "I'm Ami. Are you in this class?" She pointed to the door.
"Yeah. I love art." Usagi smiled.
"Oh good, then I have someone to talk to. I'm new at this school, first day. Fun wow."
"Cool. What else do you have? Besides art." Usagi smiled as she opened the door and let Ami inside. She followed her inside. The teacher wasn't there, so of course, the idiots they call boys decided to throw stuff around the room. Usagi and Ami were making their way to their seats when backpack came flying at Usagi's face and hit her head on. She fell back wards and clutched her nose. She tried to fit back the tears, but she wasn't successful, "Ow!!!" She cried and began to bawl.
"Oh shit." One of the guys said and ran to her side, "Some one get some tissue or a towel." He ordered when he saw the massive amounts of blood coming from Usagi's face, "Are you okay? Here keep your head down. Lean forward." He said as he grabbed a towel from one of the other guys who brought it to him. He gently placed it on Usagi's nose.
"Ow!" The pressure only made her cry harder.
"Keep it there. Your nose may be broken."
"It was broken in the first place!" She cried out, "Ow!" She sobbed, "I want Mamoru." She felt like a four-year old calling for her mother. But it hurt really bad and she just wanted him to hold her and tell her that it would be okay. Besides, he was a lot gentler than this guy was. She knew his intentions were good, but god, would it hurt him to loosen up on the pressure a little. She just Mamoru to melt the pain away, the way he had so many times before.
"Usagi," Ami asked concerned, "Are you okay?"
"No. It hurts. Mamoru." She said between sobs.
"Who's Mamoru?" The boy holding her nose asked.
"My boyfriend." She sniffed and then went right back to sobbing.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Well, we'll do the best we can, Mister Chiba." The principal said, "After all, we do want to ensure the saftey of all our students. Ah! Here we are." He said as they approached Usagi class room. Mamoru looked in and saw everyone gathered around. He stained to see what they were all looking at. When the object came into focus, his eyes widened and he ran inside.
"Usagi," He said as he pushed through the students. All he could see was Usagi hunched over, with a someone holding a towel to he face. Her uniform was covered in blood. All he could hear was her sobbing and calling his name, "It's okay," he knelt down and took the towel into his own hand and push the other guy away. After all she was calling for him, "I'm here. What happened?" Usagi tried to speak, but her tears got in the way. Maoru looked up at Ami.
"She got hit with a backpack."
Mamoru sighed and took the towel away from her face, "Hey. Look at me."
Usagi looked up and Mamoru analyzed her nose. It didn't look any worse, a part from all the blood. But he could tell it was even more broken, "Okay. Let's get you home and cleaned up." He said and picked her up.
"Shouldn't you take her to doctor?" The principal asked.
"I am a doctor." He said as he past him.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Mamoru wiped the rest the blood of Usagi's face with a warm wet cloth, "There's the beautiful face I know." He said with a smile. He had finally got her to calm down and stop crying.
She chuckled, "How bad does it look?" She swallowed.
"It looks the same. It's just a little bit swollen, but that'll go down by tomorrow."
"Ugh! I hate Mondays."
Mamoru smiled, "I don't mind them. In fact in don't mind any day that I get to wake up to this beautiful face."
* * * * * * * * * * Just to clear something up, no they did sleep together. Well, not yet. ^_^ You guys have to wait for that scene. Anyway, hope you liked this part and don't for get to review!
She gasped and pulled back, "Yes!" She said as she brought her hand up to cover her nose. She slapped him across the arm; "It's broken genius!"
"No kidding. Now hold still so I can feel it." She moved back, still covering her nose, "I need to see how it's doing. Now sit still," Mamoru said as he moved her hand and started examine her nose.
"So," Usagi began, "I didn't know you were a model." She finally asked after three of finding the pictures.
"How did you know that?" He asked, more interested in her nose than the conversation.
"I found the magazines in your room. It's like they were hiding very well."
"Oh," He said and began to removed the bandages on her hand, "Yeah, I did a little to pay for college my first few years," He sighed, "You're nose looks okay. Feels okay too, It's healing just fine." He discarded the bandages into the garbage.
"Then why does it still hurt?"
"Because it's still broken. Hold still," He said as she flinched away as he tried to put medication on her burn, "I just don't understand why this is taking so long to heal. You keep the bandages on it all today and keep it clean? Hmmm?" He said when she nodded her head, "Oh well. It's healing all the same, just very slowly. And you can take your arm out of the sling. You were able to do that two weeks ago."
She blushed, "I know. It's just comfortable." He smiled and shook his head, "When does the cast come off?" Usagi asked.
"In four months or so." With his index finger he moved a piece of hair that had strayed into her eye.
She frowned, "I'm getting sick of taking baths with a garbage bag wrapped around my arm."
"Well, do you know how hard in is to wash all that hair in the sink?" He asked referring to the fact that he has to wash her hair for her.
"No," She said sarcastically, "How hard is it? Because, you know, I've never had to do it."
He laughed, "So? What do you want to do today?"
"Don't you have to work?" Usagi asked whiled munching on some skittles.
Mamoru shook his head, "I asked for weekends off. Now that you're school for the year, the weekend are the only days when I'll get to see you all day."
She smiled. He was going out of way for her. No one ever did that, "well, this might not be the funest thing to do, but I need help on my math home work."
Mamoru smiled lovingly, "Sure. But I'm only going to help you; I'm not going to do it for you. What do you need help on?"
Usagi scoffed, "Everything! I told you I get math at all."
Usagi's eyes light up after he finished explaining something, "Oh! I get it now! It makes sense." She was so amazed. She was actually getting math. The way he explained things made so much and she wondered why she didn't get it before. It was so simple. Why couldn't any of her teachers explain things like he did? She closed her textbook, content with herself that she actually finished her homework on time.
"So now what?"
"Science." She beamed.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Usagi?"
Usagi looked up from her desk to her teacher, "Yes?"
"Will you come here for a moment, please?"
Usagi got up nervously and made her way to the teacher's desk. Usually when the teacher called her up, it was about how terrible and late her homework was, "Yes?" She squeaked when she reached her destination.
"How did your homework?"
Puzzled by the question she answered, "No--- no one did. I had some help me, but I did all of it. He just explained stuff to me."
"Well, whoever it was. Is to be congratulated."
"Pardon me?"
The teacher held up Usagi's paper, "You got all the questions right."
* * * * * * * * * *
Usagi practically skipped to her art class. She couldn't wait to get home and tell Mamoru her big news. What's more, she couldn't wait till she got to science and handed in her homework. Everything he explained about the topic made sense to her too. It's like he opened this window for her. Not just with school but with everything. He made her feel like she had never felt before. Made her feel loved and worth while.
She wasn't watching where she was going and bumped into someone. She looked up expecting to Mamoru, but instead she came face to face with a blue haired girl.
"Oh geez! I'm sorry," the girl apologized.
"It's okay. It was my fault anyway." Usagi replied.
The girl's eyes focused on Usagi's broken arm, "How'd you break your arm?"
"With my own stupidity, "She stuck her tongue out. Well, it was true. Her stupidity was what made her stay with the asshole and by doing that it got her into those kind of situations, "I fell down the stairs. Missed step. I'm Usagi."
The girl smiled, "I'm Ami. Are you in this class?" She pointed to the door.
"Yeah. I love art." Usagi smiled.
"Oh good, then I have someone to talk to. I'm new at this school, first day. Fun wow."
"Cool. What else do you have? Besides art." Usagi smiled as she opened the door and let Ami inside. She followed her inside. The teacher wasn't there, so of course, the idiots they call boys decided to throw stuff around the room. Usagi and Ami were making their way to their seats when backpack came flying at Usagi's face and hit her head on. She fell back wards and clutched her nose. She tried to fit back the tears, but she wasn't successful, "Ow!!!" She cried and began to bawl.
"Oh shit." One of the guys said and ran to her side, "Some one get some tissue or a towel." He ordered when he saw the massive amounts of blood coming from Usagi's face, "Are you okay? Here keep your head down. Lean forward." He said as he grabbed a towel from one of the other guys who brought it to him. He gently placed it on Usagi's nose.
"Ow!" The pressure only made her cry harder.
"Keep it there. Your nose may be broken."
"It was broken in the first place!" She cried out, "Ow!" She sobbed, "I want Mamoru." She felt like a four-year old calling for her mother. But it hurt really bad and she just wanted him to hold her and tell her that it would be okay. Besides, he was a lot gentler than this guy was. She knew his intentions were good, but god, would it hurt him to loosen up on the pressure a little. She just Mamoru to melt the pain away, the way he had so many times before.
"Usagi," Ami asked concerned, "Are you okay?"
"No. It hurts. Mamoru." She said between sobs.
"Who's Mamoru?" The boy holding her nose asked.
"My boyfriend." She sniffed and then went right back to sobbing.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Well, we'll do the best we can, Mister Chiba." The principal said, "After all, we do want to ensure the saftey of all our students. Ah! Here we are." He said as they approached Usagi class room. Mamoru looked in and saw everyone gathered around. He stained to see what they were all looking at. When the object came into focus, his eyes widened and he ran inside.
"Usagi," He said as he pushed through the students. All he could see was Usagi hunched over, with a someone holding a towel to he face. Her uniform was covered in blood. All he could hear was her sobbing and calling his name, "It's okay," he knelt down and took the towel into his own hand and push the other guy away. After all she was calling for him, "I'm here. What happened?" Usagi tried to speak, but her tears got in the way. Maoru looked up at Ami.
"She got hit with a backpack."
Mamoru sighed and took the towel away from her face, "Hey. Look at me."
Usagi looked up and Mamoru analyzed her nose. It didn't look any worse, a part from all the blood. But he could tell it was even more broken, "Okay. Let's get you home and cleaned up." He said and picked her up.
"Shouldn't you take her to doctor?" The principal asked.
"I am a doctor." He said as he past him.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Mamoru wiped the rest the blood of Usagi's face with a warm wet cloth, "There's the beautiful face I know." He said with a smile. He had finally got her to calm down and stop crying.
She chuckled, "How bad does it look?" She swallowed.
"It looks the same. It's just a little bit swollen, but that'll go down by tomorrow."
"Ugh! I hate Mondays."
Mamoru smiled, "I don't mind them. In fact in don't mind any day that I get to wake up to this beautiful face."
* * * * * * * * * * Just to clear something up, no they did sleep together. Well, not yet. ^_^ You guys have to wait for that scene. Anyway, hope you liked this part and don't for get to review!