obsessed and dangerous

by max333

Usagi moves into a new place and meets Diamond, her neighbor. Unaware of his growing obsession with her she enters into a relationship with him only to quickly find he's not the man she thought he was. Could a new neighbor be her salvation or is he someone else entirely?

7. paranoid aftermath & Diamond's attempts

TropicalRemix: not just yet. They have to bond first. 😊

Krys7: among other things yep she will. 😉 and yes she sees things now but there is still more to come.

DarkenedHrt101: I actually thought it was a perfect ending. Lol yeah I was tempted to have her go all out on him but figured that ending was better since there's still more action to come. and thanks for the compliment, this is a different story compared to my older ones so knowing that this is being well received is very wonderful.

MoonMama89: yeah I was debating on how far to make him go in order to secure her to him so things will be 'implied' but not actually happen. I didn't want this to get to dark for the tones. And yes she's utterly done with him, there's no doubting or going back for her. glad the little add on pieces are working in it well. And no Diamond won't give up, it's not in him to let go.

jessielee14: he was bound to snap sooner rather than later, and you'll find out soon why. And yes Mamo will be there for her, as for Diamond, I was debating on having him do that but felt that it would be a quick way to have her kick his ass when it wasn't the right timing for it. As for my *hopefully* new boyfriend, he really enjoyed bouncing ideas idea's back and forth. He really is encouraging when it comes to my writing and even tells me I should consider doing what 'princess destiny' did and get published. Though I would definitely have to change things around to avoid it from reading to much like sailor moon characters. Lol

Taino Delsan13: he tricked her enough and she sees that now. Plus now that Mamo's more in the picture things will be changed around for her and she'll see how a real healthy relationship is and can be. Diamond sees himself as in control and needing to stay in control of aspects of lives that he doesn't understand he can't be in control of. So he's going to be there regardless. And break ups are never truly easy in the end. He's been getting better and filing up his time up with projects. Thanks. 😊

NikkiBC: losing it is a loose term. Lol there is time for that coming up. 😉 and thank you, I'm glad your enjoying it. I think all my time watching 'stalker' gave me a little inspiration.

SaphireShimmer: thank you, and yes the dark and deep tones were what had me curious on how you'd all like this.

mryann: oh yes she's very strong and highly determined but also had a really good heart that sometimes obviously gets her into trouble. lol

9 reviews, nice, glad you guys are liking the direction this is going in, lets see what you think of what's coming next, please read and review!

Obsessed and dangerous ch.7

Usagi POV

Once I got back home I paid the taxi driver before making sure Diamond wasn't in front of my place and shot a quick glance over at Mamoru's place to see if he was at home. The lights were out so I was unsure and I wasn't about to disrupt his sleep IF he was at home. No I checked to see if Diamond was back there yet and thankfully he wasn't. I just couldn't deal with him anymore nor could I deal with him at home.

Once I got inside my own apartment I immediately blocked his number before deleting him as a contact and ensured all of my locks were in place chain and all, even locking the bathroom door as I stripped and showered. I needed to get the feeling of his hands off of me. I couldn't believe what had happened. The memory still fresh in my mind of his angry grip after he beat that guy drunk guy up.

Yes there were occasions where a guy beating up another guy was hot for a woman, IF it was deserved like if the guy was seriously hitting on her and instigated a fight with the boyfriend or hurting her in some physical manner BUT THIS was way out of line for a reaction even with the few drinks Diamond had in his system and far past deserving. I closed my eyes letting the water run down my form.

I literally had just gave him back to his friends when Diamond had done that. His punches weren't even pulled back, he was full on in rage mode and the drunkard hadn't actually done anything to deserve it. He had an arm slung around me that was only there because I was holding him up from falling flat on his face. It's why he had two friends that were getting up to get him from me. They saw how drunk he was.

Diamond's reactions and excessive force used were unjustified and to make it worse he was so far off in his anger that me yelling at him to stop un-phased him and pulling him off only nudged him. If it weren't for the guys friends I wouldn't have been able to pull him off. Then to want sex afterwards because I 'embarrassed him' when he was the one who acted out without due cause, it's not like I asked him to do it NOR does an arm slung over my shoulder give due cause for what he did…I had never felt more disgusted before.

I was so glad I was at home now as it had hit almost ten by that point. I texted my friends what had happened and that we were done with, they agreed it was time to put an end to the relationship and make sure he couldn't get back in. Making me promise to not give in even if he apologized like crazy. I agreed and deleted anything on my phone that had anything to do with Diamond…erasing his existence from my life as much as I could for now. He would only exist in memory going forward.

I decided to just focus on my job for the next few months and let this whole thing blow away. IF he was dumb enough to try to do something to me or someone I knew I would report his ass as promised. I just hoped he didn't try anything. I had to will away the anxiety bubbling up within me as I let the hot water stream over my skin. I cranked up the heat to in some semblance to burn the feeling of his hands from the evening off of me. I held myself in the shower in the smallest form of comfort I could give to myself.

This isn't how the evening was supposed to go, not even close, but I guess its better I find out the hard way instead of finding out behind closed doors and not seeing something coming or not having an escape route or other people to block him from me. I was very thankful for them for doing that. A common courtesy to seeing someone in trouble and wanting to escape from an escalating situation.

I washed myself till I was beat red before letting the water continue to burn till it started to get cooler. Only then did I shut the water off and get out. The steam in the room so thick I had trouble seeing the door. Getting out I wrapped a towel around my form before exiting and going to my room for my night clothes. I tried to force the night's events out of my head so I could get some sleep.

Unfortunately they continued to plague me even in my dreams. I woke up several times as my heart rate would pick up enough to wake me from them. No matter how many times I tried to think of work I couldn't get more than a few hours in here or there. I suddenly wished for a highly caffeinated drink just so I could function in the am. When I woke up at six I gave up on sleep and let the memories infiltrate my mind.

Recalling everything as I pulled in more memories of our time together. Signs that I had missed or ignored as at the time I didn't see the significance to them…not till towards the end when the issue with my parents began. My friends still couldn't pull up anything on him which only further concerned me. Either he was really hiding in a mass of people online or he wasn't in any records system online which these days was nearly impossible.

It made things even worse since I didn't know anything past his first name and it made me feel like even more of an idiot for NOT pressing to know more about him. Other than his first name I only knew he lived in the unit several down from mine. My friends just told me to forget about him, focus on work and find new routes to where I normally went to that he MIGHT know of just to be safe.

I hated to have to do it but I had to agree especially with the bit with my parents. I couldn't have him showing up there randomly to say or do something. Which reminded me, I texted my parents that it was over between he and I and I had never had such a response of thumbs up and good from either of them. It was rare for my mother to agree when it came to guys in my life since she wanted grandbabies so badly but she also wanted me to be in a health relationship and Diamond was definitely not it.

I went to work the next day as per usual and forced the events from my mind once more as I proceeded with my day and heard nothing. Granted I blocked him but still hearing nothing made me feel somewhat better. It wasn't till the end of the day that when I got back home I found that my couch pillows looked moved around and I panicked, checking every room, even the biggest drawers and closets I had till I was sure there was no one in my home before locking up and settling in.

"Fuck it I'm getting new locks." Now my paranoia was up and I immediately looked it up to see if I could have my locks changed and the cost of it. I was already preparing the mental numbers so I could make adjustments financially. I'd rather just be concerned about my finances rather than them AND my ex potentially being able to break in and raid my home. I'm supposed to feel comfortable in here…not like I can't even be in my own home.

I called the landlord and left a voicemail regarding my wanting to change the locks as I was pretty sure if I did I'd have to give him a key for entry for any type of police force as was required by law…depending on which region you lived in. for this one I had to notify him of the change. Looking it up I found that it would be 20,000 yen to replace the locks and while it was a tad steep at least it wasn't ridiculous.

Part of me knew he somehow had gotten into my place that day I found him here. I foolishly tried to believe him but at least now I was taking the steps to change things. Question was HOW did he get in? Was the lock to standard or was he a locksmith at some point and knew how to bypass them? So many questions I didn't know the answers to. I knew if I tried to keep thinking on it, it would just give me a headache. Though one thing definitely did make me wonder, did he pay off the landlord to let him in?

I couldn't outright claim it as I could only speculate BUT if he was in my place again AFTER this then I could definitely claim something was up. It wasn't till mid-day that I had an unknown number call me. I wasn't one to answer unknown callers so I ignored it several times till it messaged me. It was Diamond. Just when I was starting to feel a tad comfy he reared his head up again. 'gomen…gomen a sai…' was the first text.

I ignored it, 'please forgive me for my actions' was the second text I received the very next day while I was at work. Once again I ignored it. I put the phone on silent and shoved it into my purse at work. Several hours passed by till lunch so I looked at my phone and found over a dozen texts messages from him. 'I thought ud want it I'm sorry'. They were begging for forgiveness at first just like my friends said they would be.

Once more I ignored them before blocking the number it came from. No more for the rest of the day and I still made sure he wasn't by my door when I went home that evening. I then received a text from Mamoru asking how I was. I was still shaken from things so I told him what had happened and he asked if he could come over for movies alter on this week. I was hesitant on it so I said we would see.

He understood and kept the conversations light and friendly when we did talk. He didn't push only ever asked how I was feeling or doing. Granted it was like a small reminder of it but at the same time at least he was being considerate and NOT trying to act as though Diamond's actions didn't affect me. Acknowledging them and my feelings while maintaining the bounds of friendship. I appreciated that in him as I gained a sort of comfort now by talking to him. He was helping me forget about Diamond.

Or rather helping me to move past the things he did and said to me so that I would be able to move on from it and NOT feel stuck. By the middle of the week I decided to let him come over for a movie night but not till next week. I was still going through things and didn't feel a 100% comfortable having another guy around me even as a friend so soon. I was grateful that he was texting me though.

He wasn't trying to lure me, he was trying to get into my pants or telling me what to do or how I should be and feel he was simply being there for me. That friendly presence, other than my sister friends was what I needed right now. Plus still talking to a guy that WASN'T related to me gave me comfort that I still trusted the opposite sex and wasn't becoming fearful of them due to Diamond's possessive and controlling actions.

It was on Thursday that I received a delivered gift of flowers at work from Diamond. A card that read 'I miss you please come back to me' was written on it. The flowers were red roses a symbol of love. Right now though I didn't see the love I just saw desperation in disguise. Suddenly the roses just looked wrong. I hated that. I loved roses and now I was going to associate them with him whenever I saw them.

I looked up at the florist delivery woman and said, "Here…" I handed the flowers to her and signed the form, "Knock yourself out." Letting her know she could keep them for herself, "And tell the guy that sent these, Diamond, if he comes back in that he's wasting his time and to not bother sending anything else." I wrote on the back of the card he sent the flowers with 'leave me alone or I will call the cops'.

The woman looked startled by the request but accepted it and left with the roses for herself. I signed for the delivery so it would be accepted by her boss before getting back to work. What I didn't realize until later that day was that he had sent roses to my parent's home to. My father called me asking why there were roses here for me from Diamond if we were broken up. He asked if I was going to take him back and when I told him not a chance I told him to let mother have them.

'mother's crafty, she'll probably make potpourri out of them once they start to die' I texted him once I got back home. 'u sure ur ok?' he asked me. 'yeah…I just need some time to let this blow over so he'll get the message that its done with & leave me alone. I promise u were NOT getting back together'. He responded 'if u need anything were here for u. remember what I taught u growing up.' I smiled, 'I know, I remember it all…u taught me well'.

And he did and now I was starting to feel like that teaching was going to be coming in handy more than it already had. I already used some of his kicking and elbow technics in the club Diamond and I went to, to keep him from me in the aftermath of the fight. Though I wasn't going to tell my father that. He'd fear for me and want to know everything there was to know about Diamond so HE could confront him then berate me for NOT knowing enough about him in the first place.

I was already doing that to myself, had been and probably would for be for weeks to come. He'd remind me of it as 'lesson learned' for years to come to. I loved my father but he did have a habit of remind you of past failures to keep you in check if he felt it was necessary. I texted back 'Ok, love u' at the end. At least the flowers will be put to good use on both accounts." I muttered to myself and put something comical on to keep me feeling fine.

I developed new routines for work and decided on an additional route for my parents place till the weeks passed and he would get the point. I figured when he gave up I could return to them once it had been a fair enough amount of time. I was fairly confident that he would get the picture and let it and me go and pick some other girl that liked that type of personality and that was what he wanted in response and leave me be. Someone more suited for him in the long run and NOT myself cause it wasn't going to happen again.

The weekend passed without issue and I felt he was getting the point. I was even getting comfortable in the new routine and figured to keep it that way for a few more weeks just to be safe. The only ones who knew were Mamoru and my friends. Though I guess at this point he was also a friend of mine to. He had been texting me every few days to check in and see how I was still and it was nice. He made me feel relaxed and at ease. Sometimes we'd even talk till midnight or later. I really was feeling better about things.

Diamond POV

I couldn't believe none of my usual 'come back to me' tricks weren't working on her. I was stunned. I had tried sending her flowers at her work place and watched from a decent distance away to avoid being spotted, as she gave them back to the delivery woman. She then blocked me TWICE on two separate numbers making me unable to try and talk to her, or rather woe her back to me, she ignored any type of contact I tried to make with her, and when I went back to the florist to send her more flowers I was given her little message in the process.

To avoid making a scene I left out in merely a huff. I was prepared to go back into her place and confront her when I wound up seeing her have a lock smith there. I diverted and went into my place and watched through my window as she was even having her locks changed before she gave the new set of keys to the landlord as he walked away. I knew our landlord well enough by now to know that I could gain access to the keys.

What nailed me was that she knew I had been able to get in somehow, she just didn't know how yet and was making changes to prevent my re-entry. She wasn't taking any more chances and I had to admit she was a smart one. None of the others did that. They would eventually let me back in, desperate and in need of someone to love them or wanting to give me one more chance, my devilishly good looks guaranteeing it.

When the locksmith left, and she left for her parents place with a big basket and locked her door back up I knew I had precious time left before she returned and since the landlord had the new keys I knew where I had to go next. Making my way to his apartment, I did just as I did last time, not that she knew I had gone into and snuck a copy of it out. Sneaking inside which wasn't hard since he regularly kept the front part open for new tenants to rent out the apartments and saw that he was once again asleep in front of the tv.

I rolled my eyes but smirked at the sight. The bottle of saki nearly falling from his hand as some sumi wrestling show was playing loud enough to drown out my soft sounds if I made any. If only she knew what a drunken fool our landlord was, she might not have even decided to live here given how much he loved his saki. I bet if he could he'd marry it. I tip toed around the back, around the counter to find his office and therefore the keys to the tenant's apartments. Looking for it in the metal box I found her new one.

One for the regular lock and the deadbolt. As much as I wanted to take it I couldn't arouse suspicion if he did in fact check it regularly or at all really. Plus, IF he did find it missing he'd close off the only access I had in here to sneak around so I couldn't, so instead I grabbed the small chunk of clay I brought in with me to press it into carefully on both sides before returning it and leaving his office. He never once woke up from his stupor so much like last time I walked out with access to her again.

I drove to the local locksmith and gave him the impression. Of course, I got the same look as I did the last time when I did this so once more I handed him an extra 20,000 yen to make him do it. "You must lose keys with ease." He commented, clearly NOT believing that it was for that reason but going to the side to cutting it regardless. Yen spoke a lot and it spoke to locksmiths in this area.

I looked away and around the small shop I was in. He could cut a variety of keys more so than your standard hardware store could and because of that I used him and his less than honorable bribing ways to gain more access, "That I do…" he used the big machine and I could hear the gears doing their thing while I stood and waited the few minutes. He then brought it back to me as I brushed away excess metal fragments.

"Interesting that it's a completely different key type than before." He noted, the expression on his face was that of a man dealing with an even shadier one. He knew that much but had no idea how much shadier I was compared to him. "Hai." Was all I said as I pulled out an extra 10,000 yen, "Your services are helpful and so is your utter discretion on this." I remarked as he took the additional yen and pocketed it. He was a bit of a low life but not nearly anything like me. he had nothing on myself.

"I pride myself as much as I can with keeping my clients protected as much as I can with the lack of amenities." He stated as I began walking out. "She must really be something special to you to do this." I looked back at him with a tinge of shock by that remark. He looked at me, "Young woman called in here and THAT exact key was ordered for her unit to replace the old one…today as a matter of fact. Strange huh?" he noted. She used the same lock smith services to replace it.

I walked back up and handed him 15,000 more yen, "That should ensure your utter discretion should anyone ask about it. After all THIS is for her own good." He took it and replied, "Always is." Before the bell rang signaling the next customer to come in. I gripped the key tightly as I left out, making my way back to her place. She would be at her parents now so I had several hours before she came back. If she thought this was over with she was sadly mistaken.

Once I got back her car was still gone and thankfully so was the truck that usually resided close to hers. Didn't know who's it was but that wasn't my primary focus. Though knowing the tenant was gone did give me ease in knowing I wouldn't be spotted or heard so I could go in without risk of being called on. The other tenants around the area were the type to stick to themselves and barely voiced anything.

It was pretty much a 'fend for yourself' type of community for this little area. Little did she know that to. There was a reason why these apartments were so cheap. No one really talked much. Going to her place I did a quick scan around before I unlocked the handle and the deadbolt before going in and relocking it. IF she did come back early I wanted a warning, so I could skip out through the back window or something.

I knew this was a calculated risk. She could come back earlier. Logic told me I should have waited till she was at work so I could spend more time in here, but I didn't care I just wanted to feel closer to her in some form or another and I needed this. I looked around to see she had decorated it a bit since I was last in here. Trying to keep busy since she departed from me. I was still pissed about that.

I walked through her place with practiced ease as I touched some things here and there. I started to look through some of the boxes still in there and saw the picture she had of her friends and family. So happy and loving. No old boyfriend pictures so I was content that her heart didn't hold room for an old flame that she might call back. Not that I would let her make a call out period once I had her in my place. Looking further through it I saw a few awards from her high school days.

One for second place in track and field and another for judo, also second place. Granted that had been a few years ago for her but if she regularly practiced it which I believe she did it was useful as a defense. I rubbed my jaw in recollection of it before putting it away with some distain. I might have to use other methods to detain her if she became problematic in getting her. I made sure to put it all back nicely as I saw it, so she wouldn't know I had gone through her remaining boxes, she'd know it was me.

No matter what I did in here I had to make sure she didn't notice anything out of place, so she wouldn't become suspicious. I wanted to gain her trust back, so I could lure her willingly to me, but if she left me no choice then I would do as I wanted to when the time was right. I saw that the curtains were still pulled shut and itched to open them so I could have my view back from my place but I knew she'd definitely know I had been in here if I did that so I sighed and walked to her bedroom instead.

Her bed was unmade but not haphazard. I looked around seeing things mostly tidy. I went to her closet first. Opening the door to the side and finding her nicer clothing. The different styles she liked for work and some really nice dresses and dress pants she had in there before finding and pulling out some of her lingerie pieces that were closer towards the middle of her closet. Almost hidden if you will.

I found things from baby doll outfits to sheer nighties to the matching thongs to go with them slung over and around the hanger head. Then I realized something that also made my jaw tick. I noticed she'd NEVER once worn any of these pieces for me or even tried to lure me towards her with a piece. And she had several of them to go through and to have been in for me to. I noticed this as I looked through them.

Visualizing her in each of them before settling on a black and red baby doll looking one. I pulled it out from the line up on the metal bar letting the small hanger fall from it. The breast area had red lacy parts stitched in while the rest was sheer black. Probably the rest for the red sticking on the breasts, to give it some modicum of modesty and allure. I pulled it free from the hanger and inhaled the scent of it, bringing it up to my nose.

Lavender fabric softener. I then pulled it out and decided when I made preparations to take her I would have her wear this in my bed as I took her roughly. So many images came with this piece I had to keep it for myself. Besides it had been in the middle of her closet, she'd never know it was gone. Knowing she wouldn't be in here anytime soon, or at least where the lingerie was I shoved the translucent material into my back pocket before I went over to her dresser drawers and pulled the top one out finding her panties.

She had a plethora of them ranging from super sexy to ones she would obvious wear for that time of the month. I could tell she had a thing for boy shorts, thongs and cheeky panties. Seeing the ones she wore on our third date I pulled them out and sniffed the scent to. I stuck my tongue out to try and taste anything left over in the crotch area but they were washed clean. I took them still as I even went over to her laundry hamper to search for an older pair with her natural scent on it but it was empty.

That's when I remember…she's doing her laundry at her parent's place…Noting that doing that would take her longer to get back here. I saw it as a positive as it gave me more time to indulge in my fantasy world with her. I then laid down on her bed and felt her covers as I settled in and sank into her soft mattress. I shut my eyes and recalled our first time together on it. Her moans, her whimpers…they filled my mind as I got comfortable. I couldn't help but let myself sink into the fantasy of us together again.

The scent of her in the bed aiding in my fantasy as I unzipped my pants, pulled myself out of my boxers and began to pump myself in time with thinking of her over me, her breasts swaying in my face as she rode me, her under me with her hair splayed out beneath her as I pumped into her, surrounding me with the feeling of her tight channel gripping me. I hardened instantly at the thought of it. I heard my own groans of delight as I continued on.

I jerked myself off till I spill my release on her bed spread. As much as I wanted to leave it there, to mark my territory in here, she'd know I was here if I did that and start to ask questions I couldn't afford to be asked just yet. So I cleaned it up before slipping out of her place, making sure to leave before she got back. As I slipped back into my own home I watched from my window as she arrived back with her laundry in another basket in the passenger seat of the car as she pulled it out and went inside.

I pulled the panties out of my pocket and up to my nose as I sniffed them again before going to my room where I had my little shrine…though it was growing into a much bigger one as my obsession for her was growing. I knew I had to reign in the control so that I could catch her off guard but it would be difficult. I put the panties on the picture frame I had with her image in it before resting the lingerie on the bed as I laid down on it.

I knew I was going to have to be slick about things going forward if I was to catch her unawares as my usual methods weren't getting me anywhere with her. The one crappy part was I knew I had burnt the bridge I had tried to make with her parents with my responses to them regarding her but I needed to talk to her regarding us and I didn't like being denied what I wanted. I avoided acting like a petulant child but trying to act as though what I wanted wasn't much of anything to me was being a bit disrespectful.

Honestly I wanted to snap at them and to tell them to mind their own business but I knew that for sure would screw me over. However, I did that anyways by leaving the way I did and it definitely didn't help that she didn't follow me out. Choosing them over me. Again. She was mine and I didn't take kindly to being denied what was mine. Even if it was by her parents, I didn't care.

They may have made her, raised her, but that didn't matter to me. Her parents were only an obstacle at that point to me. I was the one who fucked her. I was the one who would be taking her going forward. Even IF our relationship hadn't gone south as it had I still wouldn't have wanted her around them as much as she was. I didn't know of anyone that was close to their families like that.

But realizing she cared for them I did my due diligence as I sent the flowers to them in hopes that they would see a need to 'forgive' me and talk her into taking me back, something that had worked in the past a few times which earned me a few ex's back. Parents could be easily used and manipulated when using the right tools of the trade. Hers were a little bit different than your average parents though and that wasn't useful to me.

Even though I truly felt that it was they who should have apologized to me for NOT letting me have what I wanted. Let's just say I wasn't handling this situation as well as I had hoped I had in the past. They made me want to act out more against them and that bothered me. usually parents got pushy for their kids to be in committed relationships at that age but hers seemed to be less like that and it didn't work in my favor.

I guess at the end of the day there was something special about her that made me act out. No not guess…I knew there was. I clenched my jaw to remind myself of that. There was no guilt on me for any of my actions. Nothing to feel bad for. I'd have to let her know when I did get her that any events that followed that were 'harmful' to others were HER fault. It was her responsibility not mine if anyone else suffered negatively by my hands.

There was no shame on my part. The guilt and fear would keep her tied to me as well. So the following day I bought the flowers I came up to the back of their house, ducking under the windows to avoid being spotted by either of them, having memorized the address from the first time going there, only to find her mother preparing to make potpourri out of the dozen roses. The card appeared to be in the see-through waste paper bin next to the counter where she was working on the bouquet.

Or at least that's the conversation that I overheard take place between her parents before I left. I saw them in their happy little house and found myself rolling my eyes at their obvious love for each other still. I never did get that form of true love, it was something to be manipulated, taken like I was with her. Plus, I didn't care if they were her parents. The only thing I would ever spare them for, if they got in my way, was creating her.

After all I ALWAYS get what I want regardless of what anyone else says. I've already had to express that with that psychologist and when he tried to explain to me how that's not logical or a stable thinking pattern I made sure he understood why I didn't accept hearing that. So, IF they try to get in my way I'll make them pay for it. And I don't mean financially. I sighed…resigning to myself as I thought on things. Sadly, though I burnt that bridge and held no choice but to leave it alone go forth on my next plan of action.

Her parents were a lost cause to gain her back again, but it didn't mean that she was or rather than I would let her go so easily. I just wasn't that type of guy, I would make sure of her staying with me, no matter the cost. I had lost to many before her and I was adamant about NOT losing her. It still did however piss me off that I didn't have her back yet and man did I yearn for her, crave her, but it also gave me a thrill that she wasn't like the other ones.

She wasn't easy to bend to me. She wasn't easily charmed by my ways and while it irritated me it also provided me more reason and motivation to go after her. That old saying the thrill of the hunt. She wasn't…easy…she didn't give in later on when I got sloppy and let my other side out, she was different, smart and wasn't afraid of me like the others became when I chose them to be with me.

While I usually preferred submissive so that I could be the dominant as I preferred even if it did get on an obsessive level, the other part of my brain, the part that was within me that spoke of the more wicked things to do to her wanted to break her and I knew I'd enjoy it. As much as it literally pained me to admit it, her being able to defy me physically made me actually want her more and I knew the less than positive side of me wanted to enjoy a little fight as I broke her. I didn't want to hurt her, but just show her that she couldn't fight me.

Show her that she can try but it won't matter, what I was capable of was much more than what she could take or handle. I mean I still intended to put the fear into her but for now in this little cat and mouse game we were in I'll let her think she's won…let her think she's able to move on and let her guard down…let her feel that she can go back to normal routines as I noticed her diversion away from the old ones.

I'll let her think I've given up and retreated. Even if part of me wanted to rage out against her for being defiant. That night in the club was a failure to me. admittedly my anger got the better of me when I saw that asshole's arm slung around her shoulder. I saw red and reacted. I don't even know if I put the drinks on our table or not, I was that pissed at the sight. That's when she saw what I was like before I wanted her to see it. I hadn't wanted her to see my true colors just yet, not until I had her in my place.

I knew they would be too much for her to handle before I had her in the right place and she would bail if given the opportunity and she did. Plus, those patrons there that night didn't help me as they blocked me from getting to her long enough for her to get into a taxi and leave me there in the cool darkness. Though I had to admit she had a mean right elbow and a wicked kick. Her little heels nailed me hard. Though I much would have preferred those heels to have been digging into me as I fucked her later on that night. No matter I would have her.

Usagi POV

It was the evening I figured to have to myself only to receive a text from Mamoru to see abut a movie. I decided why not and had him come over. A knock came to the door and even though we had made the plans I still decide to check the peephole to make sure. Right on schedule it was Mamoru. I opened the door to see a bag of chips, some pockey, and a liter of soda in his arms as I welcomed him in.

"Hey, so what are we watching tonight?" he asked putting it down on the coffee table as I went for glasses with ice for the soda. "I was thinking 'Rampage'." Something unromantic, action packed and cool to watch. "Awesome I've been wanting to see that movie for a week's now." I was stunned since it had been out for a little bit, "Weeks?" I asked, "Well I didn't know it was out then saw a trailer for it on youtube. Looked pretty cool so great." he prepared to settle in on the couch as I brought the glasses over.

He poured the drinks as I set the movie up on the firestick. "Listen thanks for coming over." I told him, "Nonsense, I'm glad were hanging out. You seem like a pretty cool person to be around and plus I really do want to see this movie." We both laughed as I settled in next to him but with a few inches of space between us. I was still getting used to things again but watching a movie with a friend made me feel more normal again.

Half way through the movie we had already both made comments, jeers and thoroughly were enjoying the action pack we were watching. Needing to clean up a little and use the restroom I paused it, "If you need to use go ahead, I'm going to clean some of this up so I can make the couch into the recliner." It folded outward like that so we could relax a bit more. Funny how I don't recall having done that with Diamond.

I forced him from my mind as Mamoru came back in. I really did like having him over here. As we sat back down and watched the movie continue on I found myself shifting slightly closer but still things were as if we were just friends. I felt comfortable in that since I knew I was still dealing with my thoughts and feelings, or lack there of regarding Diamond. I know I had developed feelings for him, but it always had felt off and now that I was making a new friend and he was OUT of my life it felt like I didn't have to be anxious anymore.

I could be myself again and forget about what had happened between us. I thought once more on his and mines first date and the sex that occurred and while I knew some would think it wasn't consensual, deep down I knew I had let him. I just felt bad about it cause I wasn't the type to sleep with a guy on the first date. Yet I let my guard down with Diamond and did it then. While I wanted to say that IF Mamoru and I were to get together I wouldn't do that I also wanted to give myself personally more time before I jumped the gun again.

I knew I needed it after everything that had happened. So, when Mamoru slung his arm on the back of the couch I didn't balk just simply knew that he wouldn't make any moves. Something just told me I could trust him, but I also knew I wanted to keep it chill for now. IF anything happened it would happen but not until the Diamond thing blew over. I didn't want Mamoru to be affected by my dick ex and Diamond was a dick…if not more.

Mamoru however was a good and sweet friend that I truly needed. I loved my sisters, but I also needed a guy friend to show me that it was okay to be around them again and that they all weren't like that dick ex of mine. Mamoru and I were becoming good and close fast friends and I couldn't have been happier by the change in pace. I wasn't over thinking things or being pushed into anything it was just simply us.