A Wounded Soul

By: crushedx34

Rated: PG-13

Disclaimer: It ain't mine.

Alternate Universe

Author Notes: I feel so… Blah all of a sudden. Writing just isn't what it was before.

Chapter 2~

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"OH NO! I'M LATE AGAIN! NOT GOOD, NOT GOOD!"

Why didn't Okaa-san remind me or wake me up? Is she okay? She always wakes me up... or last tries to. Something was wrong…Something felt wrong.

My room looked like a tornado passed through it. I was never a very neat person. It just wasn't me. Hurriedly, I slid on my ruffled uniform, which was lying on the floor in a messy pile, and lamely tripped down the stairs. There she was, there my own Okaa-san was… reading the newspaper.

"Okaa-san…W-why didn't you wake me up?"  I choked.

"Well, Usagi, your father and I decided that you were old enough to take care of yourself."

"I'm 14!"

"Hai, and you should start acting like it."

"But… but…"

"No buts, run along to school now."

My mother didn't even look at me. As if she was ashamed. Ashamed of what, calling me her daughter?  Was I that much of a disgrace? I looked at the time, 8:00. I was already late.

"Usagi, what in the world are you waiting for? You have legs! Go walk to school!"

The last words I heard coming from her mouth were mutters, "Lazy girl. I can't believe this is what I've raised up."

I couldn't stay anymore. Not in a house where people hated me…my own house. I struggled to breathe as I stifled my salty tears. Hurling myself out the door, I yearned to stray as far and as quick as possible.

Blinded by my tears, I missed the step from my sidewalk. My ankle was bent in a distorted fashion. It didn't hurt… that much. I pulled myself together and limped towards my school. A crystalline droplet trailed down my cheeks with each step.

"Odango! Hey! ODANGO!"

I was definitely not in the mood for him.

A long, black object swept itself in front of me. I could have sworn it wasn't there before, but it was too late. Being the klutz that I am, I walked straight into it and tumbled into a heap. Peals of laughter was all I could hear.

"HAHAHHAHA"

It stopped.

"Usako… you've been crying." Someone's hand caressed my tear stained cheek.

"W-what did you call me?"

He froze.

I groaned, I had no time for this. I needed to get to school before they called home. As I stood up, I stumbled backwards forgetting exactly where I was. All I remembered was a voice calling out my name and an earsplitting honk of a car.

"USAGI!"

Mamoru's voice.

Author Notes: I have no idea where this is going. Sooo sorry it took such a long time. I've been way busy with school since its almost over. Again, thank you for waiting and reading and most of all, reviewing.

Thanks to:

Kitahosi

Jazzy

 Reviwer

Bluejello

Anon

Lynn

Sigh, I wish more people would review… but I've got to be content… Thanks guys, again.