AN: Okay for some stupid reason, your not allowed to post author notes as an entry. So now I gotta go and re-upload ALL the first chapters to ALL my stories, just to tell you guys that that I don't own any of the sailormoon characters, or the SM seriers, which I'm sure all of you guys know.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sailor Moon or any of it's character's. I do, however, own the character's that I have created for additional, non- SM characters.

Usagi's back was slammed into to a nearby wall. She clinched her eyes shut at the pain and opened them again only to see a fist fly at her and make contact with her cheek. She fell to the floor holding her throbbing face. She wanted so badly to start to sob, but knew that it would show weakness, and she held back her tears. "Stand up when I'm talking to you!" Her boyfriend demanded as he pulled her up by her hair, "Who was that guy you were with?"

"I already told you, Kunzite. He's just a friend from school. There's nothing between Umino and I," Usagi answered quietly, "I just need some help in science."

"Don't lie to me!" Kunzite shouted and smacked her across the face. Usagi let out a yelp of pain.

"I'm not lying. I wouldn't lie to you." Usagi whimpered as she felt her tears threaten to break through.

"Stop denying it. You little whore!" Kunzite threw her against the wall. Usagi let out another yelp as the back of her head creaked up against the wall. Instinctively she reached up and held her head in her hands.

Kunzite grunted, "I have no time for this, I'm going out! I don't know when I'll be back."

Usagi let out a sob as she picked up the rest of the broken glass. Her hand instinctively lifted and caressed her cheek where she had just received a punch. She couldn't remember the last time she had been hit so hard. Something fell onto her other hand. She looked down and saw a drop of red. She hand now went to her forehead where she had a little gash. She didn't know why she stayed with him. Every week it was something different. Well, She did know. She was too afraid that if she did leave him her life would be in danger. Finally the tears broke through and she laid her face into her hands and sobbed.

An hour later Kunzite returned to find Usagi watching TV.

"I'm sorry," HE apologized. Usagi turned to face him; "I got out of control." He sat beside her on the couch.

She gave a weak smile, "It's okay. You were right," she looked down at her lap, "I shouldn't have been talking to him."

Kunzite put an arm around her. He noticed blood running down the back of her neck; "You're bleeding."

She smiled, "I'm okay."

He shook his head, "No. Let's go upstairs and clean you up." He took her by the hand and led her upstairs to the bathroom, "Here," he said as he put down the lid of the toilet, "sit down."

She did as he instructed as he opened the medicine cabinet and brought out some bandages and peroxide. He grabbed a small hand towel and soaked it with the peroxide. He looked up from the towel to her; his eyes focused on the small cut above her eye. He smiled slightly, "I'm so sorry." He said as he put the towel to the cut and began to clean it. Usagi flinched at the pain. Kunzite gave a heavy sigh and shook his head, his eyes glazed over with tears, "I'm so sorry." He repeated as he kissed her forehead tenderly. She hugged him tightly around his waist and cried into his stomach. All he could was hug her back and stroke her hair.

"It's okay, I---" she began.

"No, it's not okay," Kunzite interrupted. He thought a moment. "Come," he finally said, "Let's go out for dinner. I'll make it up to you."

She smiled, "Okay."

Usagi walked down the sidewalk looking at her new school schedule for the first term. She wasn't watching where she was and ran right into some one.

"Oh geez! I'm so sorry." She said helping the stranger pick up several file folders. She looked up and locked eyes with midnight blue ones. They were soft and looked at her with concern.

"Are you all right?" Asked their owner.

"Yes, I'm fine. Are you?" She replied.

He chuckled, "Yes. I'm fine. But I was referring to the bruise on your cheek." He gently touched it with his fingertips. Usagi flinched away.

"Oh! Yeah. I'm fine."

"How did you get it? It looks pretty bad." He asked as they both stood.

"Well, I'm training to become a boxer. I didn't block the punch as well as I thought I did," She chuckled, "but that's all part and partial to becoming a good boxer."

He smiled, "I suppose. I'm Mamoru by the way."

Usagi returned his smile, "I'm Usagi," she was about to offer her hand in a handshake, when she noticed Kunzite looking at them from across the street, "Well, anyway, I'd love to stay and chat but I'm late for a practice. See you around." She said and left. She had hoped that Kunzite hadn't seen her look over at him and thought that she had left that guy on her own discrimination. She could feel a ball of fear start to form in the pit of her stomach.

New story! Yay! Anyway, I hope you guys liked the first part..

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