When Mamoru walks Usagi home, he has the pleasure of meeting Usagi's parents. Though, the meeting doesn't go the way he thinks.

(Saturday Night)

Everyone had gone their own separate ways. Kun decided to walk Minako home. Neph decided to stay in at Mamoru's and relax while also keeping an eye on the news in case the Dark Kingdom attacked. Ryo was walking Ami home while Luna and Artemis followed as Ami wanted to be part of that. Rei and Makoto walked home by themselves. However, Mamoru was walking Usagi home because he felt after the day they had, the night she had, they both needed that connection.

Mamoru had linked his fingers with Usagi's as they rounded the last corner leading to her house she shared with her family. "Are you alright?" Usagi asked him.

Mamoru gave her a small smile and then chuckled. "I should be asking you that question," he reminded her. "You've done more than I have today, more than I have this weekend." He took her hand to lift it to his lips and kissed the back of her hand.

"I still had help," Usagi told him.

Mamoru had squeezed her hands for a moment. "Give us yourself more credit, Usako. You gave us who is behind Beryl, who gave her the powers to conquer Earth and destroy the Moon Kingdom. That's not a small feat," Mamoru informed her, "while also realizing a child, our child, was lost in the process. A child of the Earth and the Moon." He will always remember him shouting and her hiding in the bathroom.

Usagi started to tear up again and wondered how many more times is she going to cry because of that lost little life. "I'm sorry," she told him.

"Don't be," Mamoru said, understanding she was grieving for that lost life. "When you're ready, and you get pregnant, we'll know." He kissed her temple. "In the meantime, we can grieve for that loss together." He knew he would grieve for that lost life as well, and he believed their baby, that child, would also have another chance.

"Thank you," Usagi told him. It meant a lot to her that he could say something like that and mean it. "I'll be okay. And it's like you said, we'll know if it's her."

"Her?" Mamoru asked, picking up the tidbit that Usagi had provided him. "So you think it was a girl?"

Usagi looked up at him and gave him the most serene smile. "The thought was there when I had the dream memory," she told him. "Something tells me you're destined to be a girl dad."

Mamoru paled as a thought struck him. "Usako, I just realized something," he said. "Your dad…"

Usagi hid a smile from Mamoru as she wondered how long it would take for him to figure it out, and she knew the exact moment when he figured it out. She knew her father and knew how protective he is over her and her friends. When she got the smile under control, she looked at Mamoru giving him a soft smile, hoping she wasn't giving anything away. "What about my father?" she asked innocently.

"I don't know if I'm ready to meet your father as of yet," Mamoru said, who was getting increasingly paler as they neared her house.

"That doesn't mean he's going to be waiting for me," Usagi argued.

Mamoru somehow doubted that. He knew her parents were worried about her just by the fact that Minako had told them Usagi would be with her and the way the conversation she had with her mother this morning confirmed those feelings, and by all that, he was pretty sure her parents were waiting for her. He has heard about the overprotective father, and figured her father would definitely fall under that category, but he's never had the pleasure of dealing with an overprotective father before. However, something told him if he ducked out now, he would lose all the respect for himself now.

"Usako," Mamoru said.

Usagi looked over at him. "Yes?"

Mamoru wrapped his arms around her waist as Usagi laid her hands on his chest. They just stared into each other's eyes before he leaned down to kiss her because he couldn't resist.

"Hey!"

Usagi smiled into the kiss as she recognized her father's voice. "Be strong," she whispered to Mamoru when he lifted his lips from hers.

Mamoru groaned. "Your dad?" he asked quietly.

While Usagi nodded, Kenji Tsukino marched up to them and confronted them. "Why do you have your hands and your mouth on my daughter?" Kenji demanded to know. "Who do you think you are and having that right?"

Before either one of them could answer, though neither stepped away from the other, they heard someone yell, "Kenji Tsukino!"

Usagi and Mamoru noticed that Kenji froze as they noticed a bushy dark violet woman who was wearing a yellow and orange dress under a white apron with green trims, marched up after him with a spatula in hand.

Usagi could sense Mamoru freezing up as he held her in his arms and that he was hiding something from her. She had a pretty good idea what it was. "It'll be okay," she told him, trying to smooth out his nerves.

"Like hell it is, Usagi," Kenji told her.

Usagi gave her father a look clearly stating 'I wasn't talking to you'. Usagi knew just by the way Mamoru held her, he wanted to protect her from her father. She thought it was a sweet gesture, but it wasn't necessary in this case. After all, she had a secret weapon in the form of her mother, Ikuko Tsukino, and Usagi had every intention of letting her mother teach her father a lesson.

"When Usagi finally brings home a good looking boy, Kenji, it is not in your best interest to interrogate the poor brave boy," Ikuko stated. "Don't you see how he is holding her as if he wants to protect her from you?"

Kenji started to grow pale himself. "But Ikuko…"

Ikuko gave him a look after placing one hand on her hip and pointing the spatula at him. "Apologize," she told him. The way she held the spatula made all three of them think that she could wield it as a weapon and not just as a kitchen utensil.

Usagi, who was used to her parents' antics, covered her mouth trying to hide the fact that she thought it was hilarious. However, Mamoru stared at the couple trying to make heads or tails out of the situation.

Usagi, taking pity on her boyfriend and on her father, looped her arm through Mamoru's. "Mom, Dad, this is my boyfriend, Mamoru Chiba," Usagi said. "Mamo, these are my parents, Kenji and Ikuko Tsukino."

"Boyfriend?" Kenji asked, sputtering.

"Kenji," Ikuko said in a warning tone.

"But Ikuko…"

Ikuko gave him a look that stated 'Try me'. She then looked over at Mamoru and gave him a soft warm inviting smile. She walked over to Mamoru and looped her arm through his other arm. "Come in for tea," she invited.

"Oh, it's really getting late," Mamoru said. He was getting really uncomfortable. "I probably should leave."

Ikuko frowned and checked her watch. "I'm sure your own parents would like you home," she said.

"Mom," Usagi said in a tone that alerted everyone.

"Usako, it's alright," Mamoru said. "My parents died when I was just six years old." He wondered if that was just enough information for Kenji to pick up on.

"Wait," Kenji said. He turned to look at Mamoru as it definitely jiggled something in his memory.

Ikuko turned to look at her husband with worry. She knew that tone and recognized that look in his eyes. "What is it, Kenji?" she asked.

Kenji walked closer to them. "Did my daughter just introduce you to us as Mamoru Chiba?" he asked.

"Yes, sir," Mamoru answered.

"Kenji?" Ikuko asked. The name did sound familiar to her too; though, she knew it could be the simple fact because her husband had been a journalist and now an editor, so he would have told her a lot of names over the years.

"Did you and my daughter figure out that you two met a long time ago in a hospital?" Kenji asked him, afraid of the answer. "It was an auto accident. Your father was the one driving, your mother in the passenger seat next to him, and you were in the back seat behind your mother. The police had determined you had fallen asleep in the back seat. Your father's vehicle had been side swiped, losing control of his vehicle, and then finally driving off a cliff all because of a drunk driver?" He wrote the tragic article himself. There had been a total of five people involved in that accident. Three people, Mamoru's parents and the drunk driver's wife, had lost their lives that day. The other two people were the drunk driver, who had pleaded guilty to a whole slew of charges, and a young boy who had lost his memories.

Mamoru couldn't speak; he could only nod. Usagi had prepared him that her father tried everything in his power to protect him, but he supposed he hadn't been prepared enough for how it would make both men feel.

Kenji turned away from the group. He was trying to figure out how he felt about the fact he spent years looking for this boy and now his daughter introduced him as her boyfriend. He remembered hurting for the poor young boy.

Mamoru was rapidly feeling even more uncomfortable, but he did feel Usagi squeeze his hand for comfort.

"Give my dad sometime, Mamo," she told him and then leaned up to kiss him on the cheek. "Mom?"

Ikuko nodded, understanding her daughter. After her husband's speech, she now remembered which article he spoke of. She remembered how hard Kenji tried to fight for Mamoru and everything and everyone fought against him to protect an innocent boy who just lost his parents and his memories. She released Mamoru. "Come over for lunch tomorrow, Mamoru," she offered. "Kenji will be a bit more put together by then."

Mamoru looked at Usagi who nodded. "Alright," he finally managed to say.

"Will two o'clock work for you?" Ikuko asked.

"Yes, ma'am," he managed to answer.

"Good," Ikuko said. She walked over to her husband to see how he was doing.

Mamoru let himself be steadied by Usagi. "You had faith in your mom," Mamoru told her, realizing that simple fact. "That's why you weren't worried." He looked over at her parents who were clearly having a conversation, and he would bet money it was about him.

Usagi smiled. "Yes," she said.

"Your mom called me a good looking boy," Mamoru said, not sure how he felt about that.

Usagi giggled, pleased with his reaction. "That she did," she told him, "and well, to be fair, to her, you are a boy."

"So what am I to you?" Mamoru asked, finally having the nerve to ask.

"I did introduce you to my parents as my boyfriend," Usagi teased. "Though I think you should have an idea."

"Usako…"

Usagi giggled again as she framed his face, knowing he was just asking for a reminder. "You are the love of my life. You are not just my first love, but you are also my true love," she told him. "All those are true, but I don't think we should let my dad know any of that just yet."

Mamoru chuckled. "Your mom won't let your dad murder me?" he asked. He was still worried about Kenji's reaction to him.

"You're safe with my mom," Usagi promised him. "You can trust her. Though Shingo might give you the third degree."

"That would be your younger brother?" Mamoru asked. "Doesn't he idolize you?"

"Not me," Usagi reminded him. "Sailor Moon."

"Is there a difference?" Mamoru asked, pondering.

Usagi gave him a look. "You thought so, too," she reminded him.

"I did no such thing," Mamoru said, denying the accusation and pretending innocence. He looked over at her parents. "Is your dad going to be alright?"

Usagi smiled, touched that he was worried about her father. "My mom steadies him," Usagi told him. "They're a good team."

Mamoru brought Usagi in his arms, letting himself feel at home in her arms. "I feel the same could be said about us," Mamoru told her.

Usagi wrapped her arms around his neck. "It seems that way," she told him. She knew he was watching her parents. She knew he found their dynamic fascinating.

"Usagi," Ikuko said. "Five minutes."

"Okay," Usagi said. "Thank you, Mom."

Ikuko turned to her husband. "Come on, Kenji," Ikuko said. "You can give them a semblance of privacy while watching them from the window inside the house."

"But Ikuko…"

Ikuko gave Kenji a stern look which made her husband sigh and walked inside the house under that stern look. "Five minutes, Usagi," Ikuko reminded her.

"Thank you," Usagi said as her mother nodded, turned, and walked back inside the house to follow her father.

"I like your parents," Mamoru said, surprised to find that it was true, that he really did like her parents.

"They're going to love you too once they get to know you a little bit more," Usagi assured him. "You've already won my mom over."

"Your mom is an excellent judge of character," Mamoru added, "and probably can guess how I feel about you."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," Mamoru confirmed and then leaned down to kiss her. When he lifted his lips from hers, he felt such contentment when Usagi laid her head on his chest. "I don't want to push your dad any more than I have to."

"Okay," Usagi said, understanding what he was saying. She knew he was right. "You're taking up my mom's invitation?"

Mamoru leaned down to kiss her one more time. "If you make it hard for me to say no, then your mom is going to make it impossible to say no," he said.

Usagi giggled, not surprised that he figured out where she had gotten that trait from. "I'll see you tomorrow," she said. She leaned up to kiss his cheek before she opened her front door. "Good night, and remember I love you."

Mamoru smiled. "Night, Usako," he said. "I love you too."

Usagi closed the door behind her and leaned against it, feeling content.

Ikuko poked her head out from the kitchen when she heard the front door close. "Do I need to apologize for your father?" she asked.

Usagi shook her head. "It's not necessary," she told her mom. "How's dad?" She followed her mother into the kitchen.

"He's going through his scrapbook of his old articles again," Ikuko said. She was surprised Kenji had opted to go upstairs instead of sticking his nose against her clean windows to watch Usagi with Mamoru. "You know your father." She had grabbed the plate of cookies she made earlier in the day and laid them on the dining room table in front of them sitting at the head of the table, testing out her own theory.

Usagi sat on the chair next to her mother, taking a cookie from the plate. "We didn't even put it together until today when he told me about the car accident," she said and then pondered. "I don't know what it was that made him recognize me."

Ikuko gave her daughter a look. "Honey, you've had this hairstyle since you were old enough to talk," she told her. "Anytime your father and I would suggest something different or something easier, you would start to throw a temper tantrum."

Usagi wasn't surprised to hear that, but now knowing why she insisted on it made sense. Perhaps that's also what Mamoru had picked up too. "Maybe," Usagi said.

"You've always had a big heart," Ikuko added. "From what your father witnessed, he saw that play out when you met him on that day. From what I heard in the maternity ward after your visit that day, his nightmares had lessened significantly. It was as if you gave him peace."

Usagi took a bite out of a cookie. "Mom, he's an intensely private person," she said. "Before me, the only other person he's been open with is Motoki who is also a student at the same university he goes to."

"From the arcade?" Ikuko asked. When Usagi nodded, she continued and pointed out, "he seems to be open with you."

"It took a lot for us to get to this point," Usagi told her. "Well, I guess it's gotten a little bigger since meeting me."

Ikuko was not surprised to hear that. "People have always been drawn to you," she said. "And that's something else you've been doing since you were a toddler." She laid her hand on her daughter's face. "You're so open, and without realizing you're doing it, you command loyalty." She smiled. "Look at Naru, Ami, Rei, Mako, and Minako. Those girls would do anything for you."

"Mom…"

Ikuko smiled. "You're my daughter," she said. "I know your heart. I'm still your mother, so of course, I worry."

Usagi focused on the cookie. "I guess that's why we butted heads," she said. "We are complete opposites, but I guess we balance each other."

Ikuko felt the pang in her own heart when she realized she was right. Her daughter had given her heart to someone else, but something told her that Mamoru would fight to keep her daughter safe. Though, she wanted to address one other thing that was bothering her. "If I'm doing my math right…"

"Yes, I know," Usagi said. She had a feeling that the age gap would be brought up. "We've decided to not let it bother us." She looked over at her mom. "Does it bother you?"

Ikuko sighed. She knew where her daughter lacked in intelligence and made up for it in wisdom, in spades. "As long as you're happy."

"Thank you, Mom," Usagi said. "And what about Dad?"

Ikuko laughed. "I will handle your father," she promised. "Though it was worth the price of a ticket; I just wished you would have given me a heads up. I would have been a little bit quicker on the draw."

It was Usagi's turn to laugh, and knowing her mother like she did, she asked, "What do you want to know?"

"Where does he go to school?" Ikuko asked.

"K.O. University," Usagi answered. "He's studying medicine."

Ikuko's eyes widened. "A doctor?" she asked. "I take it he gets along with Ami then."

"All of them," Usagi corrected.

"Even Rei and Mako?" Ikuko asked, knowing those two were the most protective of her daughter's friends.

"Even them," Usagi stated.

Ikuko thought it was very telling that Mamoru got along well with Usagi's friends. He made her even more curious about him. "Is he going to come tomorrow?" she asked.

Usagi grinned at her mother as she took another cookie off of the plate. "He told me he has issues saying no to me," she told her mother. "If he can't say no to me, he definitely can't say no to you."

Usagi and Ikuko shared a laugh. "You mean a lot to him," Ikuko said. "Or the stunt your father did outside that would have made him run for the hills. If it had been any other boy, he would have run from the hills." Ikuko had noticed the way he had continued to hold her and thought that was very telling as well.

"I did feel him freeze up while he was holding me," Usagi told her. "Though I do wonder if he thought he was protecting me from Dad."

Ikuko shook her head with a smile, not surprised Usagi had picked it up. "He trusted you," she told her. "Your father told me you told Mamoru everything was going to be okay, and you trusted me to rein in your father." Ikuko bit into another cookie. Then she had another thought. "Usagi."

Usagi looked over at her. "Hmmm…"

"Do you still have your star locket?" Ikuko asked. "Do you happen to have it on you?" She had a feeling that her daughter did. She always had.

Usagi took it out of her jacket pocket. She always kept it with her. After all, it meant a lot to her and meant a lot to Mamoru. When Mamoru gave it to her, he did so as Tuxedo Mask. Looking back at it, there was an inkling of some remembrance between the two of them. She knew he let her keep it because it was a symbol of their love. To remind her that he loved her, and a promise he wasn't going to forget about their love again.

"Mamoru gave it to you, didn't he?" Ikuko asked.

"He did," Usagi answered, refusing to lie to her mother. "Mom, this is precious to him. He's had it ever since he could remember." Usagi stood because she could no longer sit. "When he gave it to me, he told me I should keep it safe for him." She had to figure out what to tell her mother. She knew she couldn't lie to her, but she couldn't give her the full truth.

"Keep it safe?" Ikuko asked, thinking it was an interesting choice of words.

"He was gone for a little bit," Usagi told her mom. She felt a little melancholy about it. "I guess he knew on some level something may happen."

"Where did he go?" Ikuko said.

"Far away," Usagi answered, knowing that was a half truth. "And he still hasn't told me everything."

Ikuko understood and felt the heartache her daughter was feeling. She understood the underlying request her daughter was asking, but she had to know. "What did he do when you tried to return it to him?" she asked. She knew Usagi well enough to know she would have tried to give it back to him, back to the rightful owner.

Usagi smiled. "He told me I should keep it," she told her mom. "He told me he was glad I had it and was able to play it when I was thinking about him, when I needed to think about him, hoping he was alright."

Ikuko understood the underlying message of what Mamoru was trying to convey to her by letting Usagi keep it. It did her heart good to know that he felt the same way about Usagi that she did for him, and that was enough for her. "Then whatever he has yet to tell you is between you and him," Ikuko told her. "You know you can tell me anything, and whatever you tell me will stay between us."

"I know, Mom," Usagi said.

Ikuko looked down at the plate, and she noticed the cookies were gone. It seemed to her Usagi got her appetite for food back too. By the conversation they had and the empty plate, Ikuko knew her daughter was back to normal. "I'm going up to bed," Ikuko said. "I need to check on your father to make sure he didn't wear out the carpet."

Ikuko stood up and took the plate to the sink to rinse before putting it in the dishwasher. Ikuko took off her apron and placed it on the rack before they went upstairs together. They went to their respective bedrooms.

"Good night, Mom," Usagi said.

"Good night, Usagi," she said.

xXx

Ikuko was correct; Kenji was wearing out the carpet in their bedroom. He couldn't sit still and continued to walk as he reread every word of his article about the horrible accident that had claimed the lives of three people and took away a young boy's memory. Though, he knew every word by heart.

Kenji remembered everything. He got more information than most reporters because he had a really good working relationship with the responding officer, Yoshi Shin, and unlike most of the reporters, he was given the name of the six year old boy who had lost parents. A name, he knew, that would not have been released to him otherwise. A name he did not release in his article because that working relationship between him and Yoshi was precious to him, and he hadn't wanted to violate that trust.

Yoshi had known Kenji and Ikuko were thinking about adopting the orphaned boy, and he was assisting them in trying to keep tabs on the young boy. However, whenever he would pass information over to Kenji, something would block him from giving him the information or the information was no longer accurate. The situation frustrated both men to no end, and as much as they hated giving up on a child, they had no other option but to let it go.

Kenji was now doing leg work on his end as Yoshi's nineteen-year-old son, Kun Shin, had disappeared out of thin air and hadn't been seen for months. The only lead he had was three other males, seventeen-year-old Neph Sanjouin, eighteen-year-old Jae Taitou, and sixteen-year-old Zoi Saitou, who had disappeared on the same day around the same time without a trace. He knew that wasn't a cause for them to be connected, but he can't shake the feeling that somehow they are connected. He thought it was interesting Jae and Zoi had very similar last names.

"Are you done wearing down that carpet?" Ikuko asked when she entered the room and then closed it behind her. "I like to think it has a few more years on it."

Kenji stopped and turned to look at his wife. "I'm sorry," he said. "I know I'm not myself."

Ikuko walked over to sit on the edge of their bed. "Our daughter did bring home a good looking boy and introduced him as her boyfriend," she pointed out. "Of which, I invited him to lunch tomorrow."

Kenji sighed. "I don't need a reminder," he stated. "I thought I would have a few more years, and I thought it would be someone like Umino."

Ikuko laughed. She was well aware her daughter is attractive and would have garnered attention from men or boys very similar to Mamoru's ilk. "You know he's dating Naru, right?" she asked, referring to Umino.

"I did state someone like him," Kenji said with a huff. "Not someone like that Chiba boy." He thought the boy was too handsome for his own good and didn't like the look in his eyes when he looked at Usagi.

Ikuko continued to laugh, enjoying Kenji's reaction. "For years, you've been calling him Mamoru," she stated. "Now that he's in a relationship with Usagi, he's that Chiba boy?" She found the whole notion hilarious.

"I don't see anything funny about it," Kenji muttered.

"You wouldn't," Ikuko said. "Fathers and daughters." She cleared her throat. "I remember my father doing something similar with you when I brought you home the first time. You didn't run from the hills either. And like you did with me when you met my dad, Kenji, Mamoru had every intention of protecting Usagi from you."

Kenji sighed, understanding what Ikuko was getting at. "Why is that a cliche?" he asked.

"The more things that change, the more things that stay the same," Ikuko stated, knowing very well she was reciting another cliche.

"And that's another one," Kenji said. "I want to reach out to Yoshi to let him know about Mamoru." He said his name carefully.

"But his son is still missing even though it's been months," Ikuko finished. "And there still hasn't been any leads?" Because of her husband's profession, she kept up with the news and followed stories as they progressed.

Kenji shook his head. "His wife, Nobuko Shin, has asked everyone at the university Kun went to, but she still hasn't gotten any leads either," he said.

"Kun went to K.O. University?" Ikuko asked, realizing why the name of the university sounded familiar.

Kenji looked over at his wife. "Yes," he said and then gave her a weird look. "What about it?"

"Usagi told me that Mamoru attends that university studying medicine," Ikuko said. "Maybe you could ask him if he knew or maybe a close acquaintance of Kun."

Kenji's eyes widened. "That's not a bad idea," he said. "I guess I will have to be nice to him to get that information from him."

"Kenji…" Ikuko said in a warning tone.

Kenji sighed. "I won't just be nice to get that information," he said, making a promise. "I will also be nice because he is Usagi's boyfriend."

"Thank you," Ikuko said. She knew like her daughter she also had the skill of getting what she wanted from the love of her life. "Something tells me the two of you will get along. Like you get along with my father." Ikuko remembered her mother informing her of something similar after she married Kenji.

Kenji paled at the thought of his father-in-law. "Ikuko…"

Ikuko laughed. "Remember that feeling," she said. "And do you want to give that feeling to Mamoru? From the way it sounds, from the way she talks about him, I don't think he's going to be leaving Usagi anytime soon."

Kenji turned to her then. "Are you trying to tell me that he's the one that gave Usagi that locket?" he asked.

Ikuko wasn't surprised about her husband's guess. "I suppose I am," she said. "But I also want to inform you that tonight our daughter ate most of the cookies I baked this afternoon."

Kenji sighed and walked over to look out the window. He knew what his wife was telling him. "She's back to normal," he said. "She would barely eat a full one two days ago."

"Kenji, she's fourteen," Ikuko said. "We still have a few more years with her, but we're going to have let her try her wings a bit."

Kenji closed her eyes hearing what his wife was telling him. He knew his wife was right, but it still didn't stop him from getting a closer look at the boy who had stolen his daughter's heart. "Understood," Kenji said. "But it still doesn't hurt any less."

"But that doesn't mean we'll stop worrying about her," Ikuko said. "We just have to trust her to make the right decisions."

"You're right," Kenji said. "And it doesn't mean I'm going to like worrying about this."

"We're parents," Ikuko reminded him. "We worry regardless."

Though, they both heard the melody of the star locket coming from their daughter's bedroom. They both understood Usagi was very much in love with a boy who very much loves her back. They knew they would both have to support her since she wanted this.

xXx

In the sky rise apartments where Ami lived with her mother, Ami, Luna, and Artemis sat in her bedroom. They had discussed several theories. The compact computer was showing them the books that had been in the Moon Kingdom library and had shown any reference of Metalia.

"Luna, it's only showing me the title of the books in the library," Ami said. "It's not showing me the material inside these books."

"I was afraid of that," Luna said. She climbed to a window. "I have a feeling we're going to have to go to the Moon."

"Unless there's some way we can get to the Golden Kingdom," Artemis said. "Or the Moon Kingdom."

"Is that even possible?" Luna asked him.

"We're dealing with magic here," Artemis said. "Anything is possible."

"So we need to figure out how to get to the Moon, to get to the Moon Kingdom," Ami said. "Let's start figuring that out."

I always wanted to write a scene where Mamoru meets Usagi's father. Then on the added fact where he knew him because of the visit at the hospital. Though, I did add the fact that Usagi's father has a work relationship with Kun's father. We'll see where that takes us. The next chapter will be Sunday morning. It's been nine chapters, and I've written a night and whole day. I guess it just worked out that way. It'll be an interesting when they put that together. It's interesting where the decides to take me.