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And beware, this chapter is RATED a very SERIOUS R. So no minors, no one who gets offended by such things etc. You've been warned.
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Chapter Four: A Little Memory
He had thrown her hard on to the floor, hitting her head hard against it. Usagi felt a little dizzy, but strong enough to keep fighting. She kicked and screamed as much as she could.
"Shut up!" One of them hollered slapping her across the face. Suddenly she found herself pinned against the floor. She was unable to move her arms, she looked over and saw grinning devil faces holding on to her. Their shirts had come off. She quickly realized what they were aiming at. Tears filled up in her eyes, shock and denial of such a situation happening to her.
"Stop this! Don't!" She screamed still able to kick.
"Don't you worry kitten, everything's gonna be just fine." The man who grabbed her and thrown her on to the ground smirked as he slipped his belt off. Usagi started to shake, and in a small attempt even tried to fight her arms free. She squirmed and shook all she could, but she could tell it was only making them happier.
Mamoru could hear her, screaming stop many times. She was trying to fight them off, he could tell. His chest was burning badly, his head ringing; she was screaming for him; but he couldn't move suddenly.
They were laughing at her, as the man hovered over her, unzipping his pants. Usagi's eyes bulged, fear gripping her in new ways. Her lips quivering, mouthing his name. When suddenly.
"MAMORU!" She screamed loudly.
Mamoru heard her, he heard her screaming his name. His strength came back, all his senses alert. A memory shot in his head. He saw a man leaning down for a kiss from Usagi. And than another of Usagi yelling at him, and than slapping him. The third flash he saw was her tied up to a bed, her back exposed. And the final memory he had was of himself kissing her passionately. It was too much, he fell back. He saw it, he knew pieces of it were missing, but he wasn't sure what was real.
"Mamoru help me!" Usagi shouted again, this time in a tearful craze. Her assailant was now placing kisses on her stomach and pulling her shirt up. She was scared, horribly scared. Her heart raced a mile a minute, anxiety she had never felt.
Tears steamed down her clenched eyes, accepting that this was her fate when she felt him rip her shirt open.
"She's small, but that's okay." The man laughed along with his bullies. Usagi kept her eyes closed, convincing herself that this was only a dream.
"Mamoru, please." She begged in a whisper. It was than she felt the pressure lift off from her body. She heard punches, yelps and men slamming hard against the walls. Her wrists were free, she quickly sat up, closing her ripped shirt. She struggled to look around but saw nothing. She heard, bones cracking and blood gurgling chocks. She rubbed her eyes.
"Mamoru! Mamoru!" She called still crying, hoping that everything was alright. He appeared out of the darkness and quickly grabbed her arm.
"Usagi, come on." He said pulling her to her feet. Usagi finally felt relief. Mamoru flinched a little from the pain when he helped her over the broken glass of the windows. His shoulder was badly hurt after he broke down the door. But it didn't matter right now, he just needed to get her out of there and away to a safe place. He ran, with her hand in his. She kept up as best she could. Some chased after them, and Mamoru made the quick decision to duck in between the small narrow space of the shops. The darkness covered them, it fooled their attackers.
He sighed when he saw them run past them. He felt her shaking beside him, her eyes wide open and afraid. He couldn't help but feel horribly bad. What was it that he saw, was it a vision of some sort; could it be the future.
"I'll take you home." He said gently leading her out of the space. Usagi was quiet, she said nothing; but follow him. He had never heard her this quiet in his life. He actually wished that she would say something annoying, just to make things feel alright. But he couldn't ask her for anything. She stared blankly at the streets. Silence didn't suit her, and he never thought he'd admit that. What had happened, why had this happened. She didn't deserve this. It was his fault, if he had just remembered to toss his books, they would never have found out about them. He regretted not saying anything to her when she first stepped into the arcade. If had said something to her, they would've had an argument; and she would've stormed off.
It was than he noticed how cold she was, she held on to her ripped shirt tightly. He was reaching that angry part again when he saw how it was ripped. How they must've looked at her, with those sick eyes. It drove him mad, he wished he could go back and kill them all. His rage made no sense, when did he ever feel like murdering someone for Usagi's sake. In any case, he took off his light jacket and wrapped it around her. She stopped for a second, tears brimming on her eye lids. Mamoru turned around to see why she had stopped, he found her eyes covered by her hair, they were closed tightly; she was shaking as if trying to hold back her cry. Mamoru's expression soften, he couldn't imagine how bad she must've felt, how scared she must've been. Her wrists were bruised, those swine's must've held on to her that tightly.
"Are you okay?" He wasn't sure what to say to her, the situation was uncomfortable for him. He never once had to comfort someone, all his life he was alone; no one to care for; no one to care for him.
"I was scared." She whimpered, clearly unable to hold back her grief. Mamoru felt horrible, to see her in such a way. His vision came back, she was crying like that too when his lips met hers. What could it mean, was he supposed to kiss her. But that couldn't be it. But he couldn't stand there anymore. He walked up to her, and wrapped his arms around her in a comfortable embrace. She let go of all her tears, and cried loudly into his chest. His eyes closed, frustration surging up in his soul, he wanted to kill them all for what they tried to do.
"It's okay, don't worry, you're safe now Odango." He whispered sweetly to her.
"Don't (sniffle) call (sniffle) me (sniffle) that (sniffle)." She argued in between sobs, muffled by his chest. A smile came to his face. Everything that annoyed him about her seemed to fade for that moment.
"Okay Usagi. But please stop crying." He asked in a soft voice. She moved a little still holding on to him.
"I was really scared, I thought that-"
"I would never let that happen." He interrupted determined. And he meant what he said. Though all they ever did was fight, and try their best to make the other miserable; she was a constant annoyance in his life, but even so; he would never let anything bad happen to her. Usagi was pink from crying, her eyes seemed larger and sweeter. It was than he noticed that she wasn't the same Usagi he knew this morning. She had grown so quickly in the last year.
"I would never." He said firmly. She looked up at him with a small smile. The side of her face was bruising, and it reminded him of his vision. He had seen bruises on her face, tears had streaked down them, she was lying on his couch; wet. What was happening to him. Was he seeing the future maybe? He snapped out of it, when he realized he had been gazing at her like a lover and holding on to her like he never wanted to let go.
"Come on, you'll feel better when you're home." He smiled letting her go gently. He felt awkward like he should kiss her, or tell her something nice. But it was weird, this was Usagi. She said nothing more to him, but she was feeling better.
"Usagi!" Ikuko screamed when she saw the state her daughter was in. There was a large bruise becoming ever noticeable on the side of her face. The power had not come back yet, not even in her area. Her father jumped quickly to Mamoru, staring at him with accusing daggers. Mamoru understood now where Usagi got that look from.
"What did you do to my daughter!" He shouted standing on his tippy toes to match Mamoru's height.
"OH Kenji stop that! Please come in." Ikuko said as she took her daughter into her arms. Usagi felt little tears start to form in her eyes, she really was very upset about what had happened.
"Gomen, my name is Mamoru. There was a looting going on at the arcade and a few looters tried-" Mamoru glanced over to Usagi, he felt he had done this before, somehow met these people some time ago. Kenji gasped as Ikuko did. Both had terrible thoughts of what transpired.
"Nothing happened, they were just out to rob." Mamoru felt guilty about lying, but judging from the "do not feed the Usagi' sign her father was making as he told the story, gave him a hint that he should not tell the truth. Usagi was surprised that he lied for her. After all, if he had said the truth, who knew how long it would be until she was let out of the cage.
"Oh thank goodness" Her mother sighed hugging Usagi a little tighter. She hadn't noticed the ripped shirt thanks to Mamoru big jacket. Kenji relaxed putting the sign he made down.
"Lets get you upstairs. You need to rest Usagi. Please Mamoru stay back for some tea." Ikuko asked politely as she pet Usagi's hair. Her poor little girl had to go through such a horrible experience. But she could tell that what Mamoru said wasn't completely true, there was a huge chunk of information missing.
"Thank you, but I must turn it down today. Usagi really should get some rest." Mamoru said politely bowing and heading for the door. Kenji shook his hand rapidly, thanking him over and over for helping out his daughter. Mamoru smiled nervously, he was glad he lied, otherwise who knows what crazy bunny cage Usagi would be locked in for years.
"It's really nothing Sir. But I should go. It is quite late, and I'm sure you all need some time to yourselves." Mamoru excused himself graciously, making sure to peak one last glance at Usagi. He wanted her to feel better, wanted her to forget what had happened. Mr. Tsukino waved goodbye with tears running down his eyes, still thanking Mamoru as he disappeared at the corner.
"What a great guy." He said wiping away the tears as he shut the door. And quickly went back to making his "do not feed the Usagi' sign.
Usagi's mom took out a clean set of pajama's. She felt this horrible anxiety in her stomach. But when Usagi came back from her bath, she put on a brave smile. She had brought her some snacks to comfort her, all the junk food she loved. Usagi smiled brightly, feeling a lot better about everything. Luna came and nuzzled Usagi's leg as she ate, unsure what had happened, but judging by the bruise on her face; the sad look on her face, something was not right.
"Usagi, how do you feel?" Her mother asked playing with her hair. Usagi smiled at her, she really did feel a lot better. She was safe and sound in her home.
"I'm fine." She replied going back to her snacks.
"That's good." Ikuku smiled. She didn't want to ask Usagi for the truth, she knew what she must feel like inside, but she was her mother too; and she would not be able to rest without knowing for sure her daughter was fine.
"Usagi, Mamoru seems like a very nice young man. Is he your friend?" She asked. Usagi stopped eating, she had never thought of Mamoru as her friend, but after what he did for her tonight; could he be her friend. Would this mean the end of their fights?
"Yeah, why do you ask?" She said not turning to look at her mother.
"I ask because he must be a very special friend to risk his life to save yours." She said softly. Usagi felt her mothers eyes staring at the back of her head. Waiting for her to fess up. She turned to her slowly.
"I need to know." Her mother's smile was always very sweet, and nurturing. And Usagi had to tell the truth. And so she did, she started from the beginning. Her mother was holding back her tears when Usagi almost cried describing how afraid she got.
At the end, both were really glad to know that Mamoru was a good man and didn't abandon her to save himself.
"You're lucky Usagi, to have a person like him in your life. And he didn't even breath a word to us about what a hero is he." Ikuko smile brushing the loose strands of hair from Usagi's face.
Usagi was lucky, lucky that Mamoru was an honest good man, even though he was horrible to her at times. When she really needed him to be there, he was there. And that was something she couldn't put a price on.
"We owe him more than just tea." She smiled.
"Now you get some rest." Ikuko smiled kissing her daughter on the forehead. Luna was in the brink of tears too, but she was a cat, and wasn't supposed to understand things. Ikuko was almost out of the room when Usagi called for her.
"Mom, please don't tell dad, he'll freak out and lock me in that cage he's buiding." Usagi begged.
"Oh dear, you're father isn't really building a cage for you." Ikuko giggled, but fell darkly quiet when she heard loud drilling noises coming from the garage. She sighed heavy as a large bubble formed over Luna's and Usagi's heads.
"I'll take care of your father." Ikuko sighed defeated. Her husband was a complete freak. He couldn't possibly be serious about locking her up in a cage forever, with that ridiculous sign. Yet, when she came to the garage, he had 'do not feed the usagi' signs everywhere, along with strong iron metal for the cage. He was wearing what looked like a bio-hazard suit and soldering the metal together. Her face dropped when she saw it all.
"Kenji!" She hollered hitting him over the head many times with his stupid signs.
So that was that, the end of the story. NAH just kidding. There's tons more stuff coming up. So stay tuned!
On the next chapter: Mamoru's little vision from the past is messing him up, will he ignore Usagi for life? And hello, Reika, what role is she gonna play?