Title: A New Beginning

Author: Lady Angel

Disclaimer: I own this story and Usagi's friend and man, but I own nothing else so screw you. :: Blows raspberry:: o

Okay, I know you all wish to murder me or torture me, blah blah blah but in my defense, it's been hard these past few months in school plus I'm lazy (so...yeah. Any way here is the ninth chapter, I hope you enjoy (if you still remember the storyline.)

A New Beginning

Usagi stalked off to her home, anger in her eyes. How dare they go against my wishes in such a way, after I asked them not to tell him! She thought, furiously. She had from the second she walked away from them that sad day when she gave up her 'throne' that they'd follow her. For good reasons of course, like protecting her and such. For that she was grateful, because she knew that her, no, the senshi were loyal no matter what, so she dealt with it, never once leading on that she knew of their doings. But they had crossed the line when they told Mamoru. How could they!? How could they tell him so easily, had they even thought of what could have happen if she found out? How betrayed she would've felt? Through her anger, she had no doubt that they had thought about it and she knew that they regretted it. But could she blame them for their actions? Perhaps it was payback. She betrayed them by abandoning them, so they betrayed her by going against her word. The likelihood of this was slim, for she knew the senshi would never do such a thing simply for payback.

But why then? She asked herself, now slightly calmer than before. Did they feel sorry for him? I know Minako must've, being the Ai no Megami and all but still... She shook her head to clear her thoughts, for they were giving her a painful migraine.

She looked up and saw that already she was near home. Two more blocks was all that was left. The cold wind whipped across her body and she tightened the thin jacket she had around her shoulders. She bent her as so as not to allow the harsh wind to hit her face. She continued to walk, her thoughts no longer plagued by the memory of the senshi and her once future husband. In no time at all, her house came into view as she smiled in relief, because she was already growing tired. But her smile was quickly replaced with a puzzled frown when, upon further movement, she saw a young man on her front porch. Haru? She thought as she came closer but to her dismay, it was not the young man she wanted to see, instead it was the man she had attempted to avoid for over six months. She decided to pass her house, hoping that he hadn't noticed her yet but the fates were against her.

"Usak-Usagi?" The man's voice rang out, uncertainly.

Usagi didn't answer, but she didn't doubt that he knew it was her. Knowing that she wouldn't be able to simply stalk away from this encounter, she lifted her head high and walked up towards her front porch. She approached him cautiously until she stood five feet away from him. She stood up straight and crossed her arms, giving him a disapproving glare that could put her old elementary school friend, Hiiro's, to shame. "What are you doing here, Mamoru?" she asked, monotonously, though her eye slightly twitched as she said his name.

Mamoru was surprised but unfazed by her tone of voice. He had come for a reason and he would not leave until he got what it was that he wanted: a straight answer. He ignored her previous question and got straight down to business in his rugged masked avenger way. "We need to talk now. I have some questions that you will answer and I am not leaving until you do. Clear?"

She narrowed her eyes. She was not about to be pushed around by this man of the past, as far as she had acknowledged for the past six months was that this ass did not exist. "This is my house and my mouth. I'll answer what I want, and if I don't answer at all then so be it. Is that clear?" She stated calmly.

"As glass. But that doesn't mean I won't leave. I meant what I said, Usako." He said, equally calm yet he was growing impatient, a rare action for the caped crusader.

"Just get on with it, I haven't got all night."

"Why'd you leave the senshi?"

"Makoto will tell you."

"I didn't ask her."

"If you want to know, you'd better ask her because I won't tell you."

"Fine." He gritted his teeth, "Why'd you leave me?"

"...Mamoru-," She began but he cut her off.

"No, I want to know. You don't want to tell me anything else and I realize that you have no intention of doing so. So just answer me this question and I'll leave you alone."

"No..." She whispered.

"Please, Usako, please...." He took her hands and ran his fingers over her knuckles.

The moment he asked the question, the emotional barriers in her mind had begun to crack but she had managed to keep it in check, but the moment he touched her, her barriers crumbled. She fell to her knees, which she herself even knew that she was being over dramatic but she didn't care. How was she supposed to tell him everything that was going in her mind. How was she supposed to tell him that she still loved him but that she couldn't return to him? How could she explain anything to him, how could she be so distraught over such a simple question? She had no doubt in her mind that most ex-girlfriends would easily answer this question his five words or less, whereas she didn't even no where to begin.

Mamoru had fallen to his knees as well and had long since wrapped his arms around the girl he had always loved and would never stop loving. In a short time, she was sobbing. It wasn't a sob from a young girl who was crying because she didn't get her way, she had fallen, etc, no, not at all. It was s sob from a heart broken and torn woman whose life was changed drastically when she was way to young. It was the sob of a woman who had gone through too many heart ships and was all to wise for her age. The sight was so saddening, so full of woe, that even the heavens would cry out in sadness. Only one mortal could protect her at this very moment, only one. And that was the man she had forsaken and yet still loved her against all odds. He was her heart, her soul, her very being. He was her protector, her lover, her everything and he always had been. No man could replace Mamoru, she had always known that, and now she felt the over powering blow of her attempt to deny it.

Slowly she began to speak through her tears; her words barely audible and so low that Mamoru had to lean in to hear her. "Mamoru, I'm so, so sorry! I love you; I never stopped loving you. I'm so sorry for hurting you, for putting you through all this. But you must understand!! I wasn't ready for this, for any of this. I wasn't ready for the path fate and destiny chose for me, I wasn't ready to be a mother and a wife. I could barely get through school! I've been through too much, I've seen too much! While other girls are complaining about how boring their lives are and how they wish they could be super heroes, I'm wishing I could be just like them. I know I sound selfish but...but I just wanted to remember...remember what it was like before you and the others. I wanted to experience life as Tsukino, Usagi, not Sailor Moon or Neo Queen Serenity or the tsuki no hime.

I left you to find out what it was like to be with someone else, what it was like to be in someone else's arms, to hear some one else say 'I love you.' But I miss you, Mamo-chan. I miss you so much. I tried to deny it, I tried to say it was just guilt and that I'd get over it. I'm so sorry. Please, please forgive me...I love you..."

To say the least, Mamoru was shocked by her outburst of words. Not ever in his whole time of being with her had he heard he speak so passionately. But now was not the time to be in awe, now was the time to comfort his angel, the woman he loved and would do anything for no matter what. He buried his face in her hair and whispered lovingly, "I love you to, my Usako." The two looked so beautiful sitting together with the moon shining over their features, making them glow radiantly.

They sat there for who knows how long, wrapped in each other's love. So wrapped up, in fact, that they didn't notice another young man walk up behind them. The youth seemed confused, angry, and sad at the same time and his voice showed his emotions. "Usako?"

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Well, I hope that was long enough. Now that I've got my computer up and working correctly I will be typing up more chapter, so don't worry. I hope you love it! Thanks for putting up with me and thank you to all my loyal readers whom waited patiently (or impatiently) for my next few chapters!

-Lady Angel