Author Notes: You'll see Aideen-san's chapters from Chapter Two and every even chapter after that. This takes place after Sailormoon ends and at the very beginning of Weiss Kreuz.Also since ff.net didn't let me put my full summary down here it is.
Usagi has lived with her husband Mamoru ever since they've been married. She has never left the house due to her husband telling her it was for her own protection. When her husband is ready to face Takatori Reiji in court a horrible event happens and Usagi's life as she knows it is shattered. To top it all off a playboy finds her and takes her back with him to the place where he works and she meets three very different and very dangerous guys... and how can she protect herself from the ones who are hunting her? Who if anyone will be her deliverer?
Wufei: I'm being over used...
*sticks tongue out at him* Enjoy minna ^.^
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Prologue: Deliver Me From Sorrow
She shook her head in denial at the scene that lay before her. No matter how many times she blinked or rubbed her eyes the body wouldn't vanish. She glanced down at herself covered in blood and struggled not to dissolve in sobs. She couldn't have done this... could she?
The knocking at her door broke her out of her train of thoughts. Self-preservation instincts took over and she escaped through a window her entire body shaking. She heard sounds inside the small apartment at her back and she forced herself to not scream in fear. She closed her eyes and let soft whimpers escape her along with some of the tears she so longed to release.
"She's not here...." barked a gruff voice.
"Forget about her. The one that was all the trouble is dead. Anyone that DID find her would know she killed him. The evidence is all here." A smooth calmer voice intervened.
Her breathing stopped for a moment. 'I did do it...' She felt the scream tugging for release from deep inside of her but she swallowed it. She couldn't give away her position but if she had done what they claimed... She peeked out over the ledge she was standing on. If she was guilty of the crime then she should pay. Stepping off the third story should do it but was she prepared to take the step?
'Did I? I killed him....' She bit her lip hard. She couldn't believe she had done it. She loved him. Sure they had been into an argument but had she killed him over it? She frowned. She couldn't remember what had happened. One moment she had been yelling at him and in tears. He had yelled back at her and slammed down the wine he had bought for them. She had angrily poured herself a glass and gulped it back welcoming the slightly bitter taste.
More sounds from the apartment froze her memory. That had been the last thing she remembered. Had the alcohol pushed her into a murderous rage? She had woke up and found his dead body beneath hers and there was no mistaking it was his blood that covered her. But causing his death... she just couldn't believe she had done it.
A loud crash sounded behind her and she allowed herself to take the risk to take a peek. She timidly looked through the window and her heart stopped as she saw a roaring fire not only around the body but spreading throughout the room. Something else caught her attention as she realized her gas stove was on. Comprehension slowly dawned and she took a step backwards in horror. She closed her eyes shaking her head in horror and didn't hear the wooden edge usually used for plants creak and break beneath her. She forced herself to not scream as she fell. 'Maybe this is my punishment...'
As she fell through the air an explosion rocked her used to be aparment. The force was great enough to slam the falling woman towards the building across the street but not enough to have her actually hit. So instead of becoming one with the pavement the woman merely feel into an overflowing trash bin.
As the woman almost seemed to bounce against the rubbish she truly let the tears that sought release their freedom. Her husband of three years was dead. The bitter hot tears trailed down and she sobbed ignoring everything but her heartbreak.
So engrossed in her tears was the woman she didn't notice the startled man that was staring at her in shock a trashbag in his hand. "... daijobu ka?"
She looked up revealing the mix of tears and blood on her face as she she stared at the stranger with emotionless eyes. "He's dead..."
The man frowned, "Why are you in there and why are you covered with blood?" He reached in and before the woman could protest he pulled her out and set her on her feet. "And how come you're alive after that explosion you jumped from?"
She fought the panic the flooded through her. "I shouldn't be... I think... I think I killed him...."
"Killed who?" He asked as he pulled out a handful of napkns and wiped at her face as if she was a dirty faced child.
She turned her head away from him her eyes finding the smoking building, "My husband..."
"What's your name?"
"My name?" She asked with a frown. She turned her full attention on him finally and blinked the tears from her eyes. "Chiba.. Usagi Chiba, my husband's name was Mamoru...."
He frowned and again wiped at her face. "What happened to you?"
She shook her head, "I don't remember. I was yelling at him... "
"Doushite?"
"I... I think it's because he wouldn't let me go out with my friends. He kept me like a caged bird. I had everything I wished demo I couldn't see any of my friends anymore... haven't seen them since the marriage."
"So then what happened?"
Usagi frowned at the man, "Who are you anyway?" She demanded as she stared into the curious emerald eyes.
The man smiled and with the index finger of one hand pushed his sunglasses higher up on his nose. "Yohji, just call me Yohji. Now back to your fight with your husband."
Usagi closed her eyes briefly allowing her mind to return to those moment. "He had some wine for some special occasion... I don't remember what. I drank a glass and then... I don't remember."
"Drugged?" He asked outloud though it seemed the question was more for himself then her. "Who made the wine? Did you see a label of some sort?"
Usagi's eyes suddenly widened, "I remember the occassion now... Mamo-chan said he was going to court against someone. Someone very important and that he said he had to stop."
"Who?" Pressured Yohji.
