Disclaimer: Don't own Sailor Moon. I only own the poems and OC's.

Summary: Setsuna is an abused child; her father, Akuma (devil in Japanese), beats on her every chance she gets. Yaten is a new student coming from a different town. He meets Setsuna and becomes curious about why she acts like the school baddie. Will love bloom between them, or will Akuma get in the way?

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Setsuna was in the middle of the room in a ball sobbing. She had bruises all over her body. Her beautiful pale face was stained with tears. Her red eyes held anguish and hurt. Her outfit was stained in blood. Broken glass was all over the floor.

She got up and picked the shards of glass. Her father was knocked out on the couch so she was safe... for now. She put it in the trash and went to the shower and cleaned herself off. The water hurt against her skin. She winced a lot. Her bruises were turning blue and her cuts to scars. She got out and put on her pajama's and went to bed.

In the morning she put on a pair of jeans and a short sleeve shirt, since it was the only kind of shirt she had left, and then she covered her arms with a jacket. She grabbed her backpack and went outside to be picked up by Huruka and Michiru (Huruka is a guy in this fic). Soon they showed up and she got inside the car.

Michiru frowned at her friend and moved to sit in the back to comfort her.

"Did he do it again?" she asked worry laced in her voice.

"Yes, and this time he used glass," she spoke in a tiny voice.

"Why don't you tell the police?"

"Like they would believe me. It's his word against mine. He has money, what do I have?"

"The scars and the mental and physical abuse from him you need to tell someone."

"Michiru is right, you can bet we'll be there to back you up one hundred percent," said Huruka.

"I'll be ok."

"No you won't."

"I mean it I am going to be fine."

Huruka went silent and he continued to drive. Finally they made it to the school, Hikari High School. Huruka helped his friend get out the car and they walked to their first block class, Poetry. Setsuna could express her feelings in this class without anyone knowing about her terrible life at home. She took her seat in the back of the class her bangs covering her eyes.

"Class I would like to introduce you to a new student, everyone please welcome Yaten Kou," said Mrs. Shane.

Everyone turned their heads to see a white haired, green eyed hottie at the door. He walked inside and stood in front of the class.

"Is there anything you would like to share with us before we start?" she asked.

"No," he said.

"Ok please take a seat next to Setsuna," she said pointing to her. He took in her features and she was beautiful to him. He walked back to his seat and sat down. Setsuna still had her eyes covered.

"Why don't we share some poems, how about Setsuna first?" she asked.

"Yes ma'am," said Setsuna. She walked to the front of the class room with her note book, "My poem is called Submit."

"You smack me,

Beat me,

Hurt me,

And I still don't submit.

Call me slut,

Whore,

Hoe,

And I wouldn't submit.

Make me bleed,

Make me bruise,

Make me cry,

And I didn't submit.

Chew me out,

Kick me in the gut,

Threaten me,

I couldn't submit.

Tell me hurtful things,

Expecting me to submit.

Well know this,

I will NEVER submit."

The class was silent.

'Her eyes there is something about her eyes when she reads. It's like she has experienced the pain,' thought Yaten.

"That was very good Mrs. Meiou, you may sit down now," she said stunned that she would write something as deep as that. Michiru and Huruka exchanged sorrowful glances. She sat down and covered her eyes again. Soon the class was over and the students were piling out the door.

"Mrs. Meiou could you please stay here for a second, you to Mr. Kou," said Mrs. Shane.

She took Setsuna to a corner. While Yaten waited.

"Is there something wrong Setsuna?" she asked worried.

"No why?" she asked nervous.

"Because all you write are dark poems is something going on at home that you need to tell someone?"

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Ok," she let out a sigh, "but if something is happening there please feel free to tell me."

"Yes, ma'am."

She walked out the corner and went to Yaten.

"Could you please show Mr. Kou to his next class?" she asked.

"Yes, ma'am," she responded.

Yaten handed her his schedule. She was surprised to see he had all the same classes as her, Michiru, and Huruka. She led him to art class and she took her seat. It went like that for the whole day. Finally the school day was over and it was Detention time for her. She walked inside and took her normal seat next to Michiru and Huruka. They have become detention buddies ever since they found out about what her father does to her.

"So you have detention again Mrs. Meiou," said Mr. Lang.

"Yes sir," she said.

He was shocked that she cooperated in questioning this time. She always made it hard for him but today she wasn't doing any of that. He just watched her take her normal seat. She noticed that Yaten was in the room too but she didn't pay any mind. Soon Jakoutsu walked up to her.

His cold blue eyes could turn anyone to ice. His malicious smile could make even the toughest male cry. His well built body would make any man jealous. His whole features made any girl swoon over him.

"How are you on this fine day, Setsuna," he said seductively.

"Fine, tell me have you scored with any of the schools sluts lately? Or did they turn you down?" she smart mouthed.

Jakoutsu smacked her. She touched her cheek and new that there was going to be a bruise. Huruka stood up and punched Jakoutsu in his jaw sending him flying into the wall. He got up into a fighting stance in which Huruka followed. He smirked and punched Huruka in the gut sending him to the floor. Huruka grabbed his ankles and he fell while hitting his head on the desk. He came up with a malicious his eyes. He did the only thing he could think of. He ran to the side and punched him again. Huruka was about to punch him again but there was one problem. He was using Michiru as a shield.

She was cowering and shivering. Her eyes were closed expecting a blow but it never came. She opened her eyes to see that Huruka had stopped.

"Alright break it up NOW!" screamed Mr. Lang.

Jakoutsu put Michiru down and walked over to Setsuna.

"I would watch your back if I were you," he said. It sent shivers down her spine. She then put her head in her hands and silently cried. Soon detention was over and she walked home. She reached her house and unlocked the door. She closed it and locked it back up.

"And just where have you been?" spoke Akuma, his anger rising with every word he said.

"I had detention again," she said. Then fist met stomach as she was being beaten again.

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