Just so you people know, it's about to get a bit lemony in the next few chapters- NOTHING really detailed, but it's still lemony, well it's more like tang; yeah I'll call it tang. You've been warned….

Chapter Seven: Usagi's parents, Mamoru the hero.

Mrs. Higoshi closed the bedroom door behind her and walked promptly to the apartment door. Mamoru quickly dashed towards her asking her to stay.

"Mamoru I've done everything I could. Now you just take her safely home. She's been through a very traumatic experience and she'll need you to be there for her." She smiled patting his chest. His expression was blank as he watched her leave his apartment.

Usagi changed back into her blue skirt, and her white soc's. She briefly giggled at how ridiculous she looked with Mamoru's big shirt on. She leaned closer to the closet mirror examining her face. It was turning red and purple. She sighed noticing how grey and bland Mamoru's room was.

"Everything's black and grey." She whispered. She touched her lips, they were slightly swollen. Before that memory flooded her mind, she shook her head. She walked out of the room a bit nervous. She knew that Mrs. Higoshi wasn't there anymore and she worried what she should say to Mamoru. He watched her as she walked into the living area with her hands clutching on to her torn blouse. He didn't know that she would be wearing his shirt, but he didn't mind; what he did notice though that her bruises were getting worse. Her left cheek had one large purple patch, the bottom of her chin and another at the bottom of her right eye.

"Are you okay?" He asked. He wanted to stop looking at her, but he couldn't get his eyes to cooperate. It felt like looking away from her, would mean that she was in danger. Usagi looked down, nodding yes. There was a small silence.

"It's getting late. I'll drive you home." He picked up his car keys and gestured for her to follow him. The way down the elevator was silent and so was the walk to his car. He opened the door for her, gently holding her arm when he thought she was about to fall. Usagi liked his touch, she felt safe.

On the drive home, Usagi was wondering how she would explain this to her parents. Why her face was so badly bruised, why she was wearing a man's shirt and what he was doing dropping her home. She knew that this experience had freaked her out. But eventually she will get over it, yet she knew her father; and if he found out exactly what happened, he would never let her out of her room. Her eyes twirled and her expression was pathetically comical as she contemplated what she should say to her parents. She pictured her family putting her in a cage, with security camera's and alarms everywhere, and there would be a 'do not feed the Usagi' sign on it. Mamoru kept glancing back at her, noticing that she was stiff and anxious. Her fists were so tight that her knuckles were white.

"I'll talk to you parents." He said. Usagi's eyes bulged wanting to protest.

"They'll want to know who I am and why you're wearing my shirt." He continued as he took a turn at a corner.

"Which street is it?" He asked slowing down.

"Just here, make a right turn…" She didn't know what she was thinking, she had to stop him from speaking to her parents.

"You don't understand, if my parents find out that this all happen…" Usagi was trapped. If her parents find out that she went to a young man's apartment, they would be very upset. Mamoru understood what she was trying to say. He knew that she would eventually recover from all of this.

"Don't worry, just let me talk to them." He added. Usagi's face seemed to light up, she felt like Mamoru was actually being nice to her. She smiled slightly looking out her window.

When they pulled up to Usagi's drive way, her heart was running a 100 mile marathon. Her mind had resigned, packed up it's things and took off. Suddenly she didn't want to leave Mamoru's car as he came around to open her door. She gulped and got out. He was much taller than her, she just barely made it to his chest, she thought this height would come in handy when she had to shield herself from her flaming father. Mamoru walked behind Usagi as they got to her door. It was really late and her parents were probably worried sick. Mamoru rang the door bell and instantly the door flung open.

"Usagi! Where have you been?" Her father screamed out as a rainfall of tears ran down his cheeks. Her mother popped up behind him, shoving him aside, forcing him to fall to the ground out of view. Her eyes were horrified and shocked to see her daughter's condition.

"Usagi? What happened? Are you alright?" She asked pulling her into her embrace. Usagi couldn't hold back, she felt like Akio had stained her; and she started to cry. Her mother hugged her tightly, trying to calm her. Her father jumped out demanding to know who Mamoru was and what was going on.

"Sir, if you'll let me explain-"

"You have a lot of explaining to do mister, oh yes, well explain." Her father straightened his glasses and eyed Mamoru suspiciously. He went on his tippy toes to match Mamoru's height.

"Kenji, stop that. Come in please." Usagi's mother invited still holding on to her. Her father turned around to see Usagi's face, it was bruised, and noticed that she was wearing a baggy shirt. His heart jumped.

"Usagi, what happened?" He asked almost at the brink of serious tears. Usagi buried her face even more, sobbing.

"Tsukino-sama, she was attacked walking home. The guy just wanted to rob her. He hit her a few times, but I was able to get there in time." Usagi's eyes widen hearing the lie Mamoru delivered. Her mother tightened her grip on Usagi, but something in her told her that something didn't sit right with his story. Her father grabbed Mamoru in a tight hug and thanked him for saving his little girl.

"Usagi?" Her mother asked looking down to her head.

"I was attacked, Mamoru-san came and saved me." Usagi stuttered.

"Hey what's going on, Nee-chan, what happened?" Shingo asked walking in from behind his mother. He noticed Usagi's tearful bruised face.

"This brave young man, saved our Usagi. Thank you so much for protecting her." Mr. Tsukino madly shook Mamoru's hand. He smiled nervously.

"I'll take Usagi upstairs, I think she needs to rest." Mrs. Tsukino said making her way to the stairs with Usagi still tucked under her arm.

"Mamoru, please stay and have dinner with us. It's the least we can do for what you did for my daughter" Mr.Tsukino asked. Mamoru looked up to Usagi weakly walking upstairs with her mother.

"You don't have to thank me. I think she could use the rest today Tsukino-sama. Thank you for the offer though." Mamoru slightly bowed opening the door to make his exit. Mrs. Tsukino looked back to Mamoru, she knew that something else had happened. She was very happy that Usagi was at least safe. Mamoru left, leaving Mr.Tsukino and Shingo waving him goodbye.

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Usagi got to her room, she finally felt like she could relax. She was still surprised that Mamoru lied for her to her parents.

"Usagi I'll ran you a bath, and you can change in more comfortable clothes." Her mother smiled. Usagi gave her mother a tight hug before she left.

After her bath she was in her pajama's laying on her bed starring at her ceiling, wondering why Mamoru lied for her.

"I don't get it." She whispered. Her mother knocked her door and let herself in with some snacks that seemed to light up Usagi's eyes. It was all her favorite junk food.

"I figured you deserved a good dinner." Her mother giggled sitting down beside her gently playing with her hair. Usagi dug in, but for some wild reason; her appetite wasn't there, not even for a large helping of rice cakes.

"Mamoru seems like a wonderful young man." Her mother said, catching Usagi's attention.

"Usagi, it's a very important deal that somebody risked himself getting hurt to save somebody. Is he your friend?" She asked watching Usagi's expression change from surprise to understanding. She finally really appreciated that he somehow saved her. But how did he know that she was in danger, or where she was.

"Tell me the truth honey." Mrs. Tsukino was serious now. She knew that the story that was given wasn't the real one. Usagi's eyes became two little black buttons and her mouth in a terrible smile, giving her away further.

"I'm your mother Usagi. A mother always knows." She held on to her hand, her face begging to know the truth. She knew that it was something terrible, something that could have cost Usagi her youth and her virginity.

"Okay." Usagi admitted, looking down at her hand cupped in her mothers.

"There's this boy, Akio, who seemed like he really liked me. It started to rain really badly and we went to his apartment just to get an umbrella. Next thing I know…he was…." Her mother's eyes filled up with tears. What she feared was coming true.

"Tell me Usagi." Her mother demanded that she tell her details of exactly what he did and where he touched. Usagi was embarrassed, this had to be the hardest thing she ever had to do. Even battling youma's was easier than this. Mrs.Tsukino's tense body relaxed knowing that Akio didn't succeed, thankfully Mamoru burst into action.

"Well thank goodness. We owe Mamoru a lot. But how did he know that you were in danger?" Mrs. Tsukino was not sure where Mamoru popped out of. Usagi thought about it, and didn't know either. Her mother smiled and petted her hair softly.

"When it comes to the matter of heart, no one really knows why we do the things we do." The sentence forced Usagi to remember the kiss Mamoru gave her.

'Does this mean…Mamoru-san…' The thought was bringing a rosy blush to her cheeks.

"He was mad at me." Usagi continued with her head hung low.

"I'm sure he would be Usagi, I am very upset that you went to this stranger's apartment." Her mother stated with her eyebrow's slightly narrowed.

"But thankfully, Mamoru brought you to his, and went to get help. The bruises will probably heal a lot sooner because he did the right thing." Usagi thought back to what Mrs. Higoshi said about Mamoru. That he wanted to take her to the hospital.

'That's how much he was worried …for me?' She thought. Why couldn't she think about all of this before, why was it wall making sense now.

"Why didn't you want us to know the truth?" She asked, when she suddenly she heard her husband knocking on the door while asking if Usagi was alright, if she needed anything and a 100 more questions. A large tear drop popped down at the side of her head.

"I see." She smiled nervously.

"I know that I'm afraid right now, but I won't be forever. But I thought you and dad would lock me up forever." Usagi continued regaining structure after her father left. Her mother agreed twitching nervously at the thought of him locking their daughter in a cage with a 'do not feed the Usagi' sign. Mrs. Tsukino's faced glowed, she was proud of her daughter, she was maturing a bit by bit each day. Her mother patted her shoulders once more, getting up.

"You should get some rest Usagi." She smiled.

"Good night honey, I love you." She kissed her forehead and walked out, closing the door and turning the lights off. She could hear her father asking her mother how she was doing and if Usagi was alright. Everybody was really worried about her.

Mrs. Tsukino went into her husband's embrace as they entered their bedroom. Mr. Tsukino was taken back holding on to his wife.

"Ikuko, what's wrong?" He asked looking down at her.

"Before I tell you anything, you have to promise me that you will not over react." Her tone changed, she was being very serious about this. Her daughter confided in her, and she wanted to make sure that her life was not going to be shut down after this. Kenji swallowed hard understanding that something big was going to hit him.

"She went to a boy's apartment when it started to rain to get an umbrella." Ikuko could see her husband's left eye start to twitch uncontrollably.

"And he tried to assault her there. Oh that monster was touching our child Kenji. If it wasn't for Mamoru, she would have been…." She started to sob softly as Kenji's body began to shake with madness, however he continued to smile.

"I guess we owe Mamoru more than just dinner." He said, wanting to burst into Usagi's room, build a cage around her and put up a "do not feed the Usagi' sign.

"What if he hadn't gotten there in time Kenji. Our little girl." Ikuko buried her crying face into Kenji's chest. His heart was weeping but he didn't cry this time. He held on to his wife.

"It's okay Ikuko, the important this is that she is okay, and that Mamoru did get to her on time." He was very grateful to Mamoru, he really saved his daughter; and didn't even act like the Hero, he just quietly dismissed himself.

"We owe him a lot more than we can ever give." Ikuko looked up and smiled at him, realizing that he was for once really calm and collective; than she noticed the "do not fee the Usagi' sign he was carrying behind his back.

"Oh no you don't! Give me that!" She screamed hitting him on the head with the sign. She stopped and sighed loudly.

"We're lucky aren't we Ikuko?" He asked rubbing the large bump growing out of his head. She was confused.

"Our daughter has a person like that in her life. To know she was in danger just like that, and without even considering the situation ran to protect her…." Kenji smiled with his eyes closed. Ikuko smiled and went into his embrace once more.

Usagi was really missing Luna's company. She wanted to tell her about everything that happened, even the kiss. It was than she remembered that Rei was dating Mamoru. She felt horrible, how would she explain this to her.

"I have to give this back." She pulled Mamoru's shirt up. She ate a few more rice cakes before deciding to just lay down. Her mind and body exhausted she fell asleep quickly with his shirt in her hand, feeling a little unsafe; like something was missing.

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Mamoru couldn't sleep again. He hadn't slept ever since that first day when he saw Akio with Usagi, draped over her; trying to kiss her. That image was itching away his sanity, but now the picture of her being trapped under him begging to be freed; was going to haunt him. He layed own on the couch still very damp from Usagi's cold body.

"Now I know why Higoshi-sama wanted her to be moved." He put his face against the area where her face was, he could smell her scent. It was comforting to him.

"What's going on with me?" He asked getting up and walking over to his room again. The night sky had settled down, it was just clear open sky with a magnificent moon and brilliant stars. He was nervous about getting back in his bed, the thought of Usagi laying there was driving him somewhere he didn't want to go. He remembered back to earlier in the week when she was bouncing around all happy, like nothing in the world could make her sad. He liked that Usagi, the Usagi that laughed like an annoying little hyena, the Usagi that ate more than a grown man could, the Usagi that smiled at everyone.

"She did look older today." He giggled thinking back to what Motoki said about her features. But now her soft elegant features were bruised. He sighed. He pictured her body when she was laying on his couch, how beautiful she was. How much of a woman she was starting to look like. Suddenly his face lit up, embarrassed.

"What am I thinking?" He shook his head, rubbing his forehead. He concluded that he was tired and just needed sleep. It wasn't healthy for him to be thinking about a 14 year old girl's body just after she was so close to being ravaged. He pulled the covers to his chest, somehow the bed felt a lot warmer than usual. He turned to side, bringing the pillow Usagi hugged closer to his chest; it was reflex, he wasn't even thinking about it. When he did realize, he put the pillow back away from him.

"What am I doing?" He looked up to his ceiling. It bothered him so much that he didn't know if she was save. He felt like he was on the edge of transforming when he saw Usagi darting into Akio's apartment, but that feeling only surrounded him when Sailormoon was in trouble. And even now, after he was quite positive she was save in her room, sleeping peacefully, that feeling was still lingering.

"Odango atama, what have you done to me." He whispered…