Note: My apologies to those of you who waited so long, but I haven't had any inspiration to write in years. I still don't but this is what managed to be written during that time. I make you no promises of another update in the near future, nor am I going to give excuses.

Author: Dark Goddess Kalli (Dark-Kalli)
Title: Letting Go of the Past Chapter 27

Trunks instantly recognized the voice at the other end of the line. "Usagi?" Where are you?"

'Well he didn't waste any time did he,' she thought. "I'm……… sorry. I can't tell you that," she said hesitantly. Usagi cringed in anticipation of what he was about to say.

"Why not? Are you girls in some sort of trouble?" Trunks pressed on. He simply had to know what was happening.

"It's a long and complicated story Trunks. I don't want to get into that right now."

"Usagi, what is going on? I need to know, what's so bad that you don't want to tell me?"

Tears started to flow down her face as she answered his question. "It's none of your business."

Trunks blinked, a little stunned at what she said. Since when did she not tell him anything? There was definitely something seriously wrong and he needed to get to the bottom of it.

"Listen, I didn't mean to say it that way, it's just that this is a senshi matter and we need to deal with it our own way," Usagi explained.

"Usa, you know that I and the other are more than willing to help you out. You should have come to me, I-"

"Trunks, we can't involve you in this, really we can't. I know what you and the other saiyans are capable of but you haven't dealt with anything quite like this. Please understand me when I say that we have to do this on our own."

"Usagi, you are never alone. You don't have to deal with this by yourself, just tell me where you are and-"

"How's Chibi-Usa, Hotaru, Annie and the others?" Usagi interrupted. "Are they alright?"

"Um, they're fine, but what-"

"That's good. Tell them that we all love them deeply and that we miss them very much," She said cutting him off yet again.

'Why does this feel like she's trying to hang up?' Trunks thought just before she said, "I really need to go now. I promise I'll call you again as soon as possible. Good bye Trunks."

"Wait a minute-" he said into a disconnected line. Trunks set the phone down before leaning back and running his hand through his long hair. 'Damn that woman,' He thought angrily.


Usagi leaned over and placed her head on Haruka's shoulder, she own shoulder shaking softly as she cried soundlessly into her shirt.

Haruka held her for a while until she stopped. Usagi lifted her head and looked at Haruka, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "Why?" was all she said before putting her head down once again.


Usagi was even more quiet when she came back home than when she left. She went to bed immediately, not really speaking to anyone. The others understood how traumatic it was for her. She was finally getting on with her life and then this happens. One incident after another kept piling on her and she was caving in under the pressure.

Usagi's mind wandered to many things and her thoughts drifted. 'Maybe this is a sign that I'm not supposed to be happy. Maybe I'm destined to live my life, in the footsteps of my mother, filled with emptiness.'

She turned onto her back and stared at the ceiling, watching the light shift from the reflection on the street below. Her thoughts started to blend together until she fell into sleep.


Usagi felt herself being shaken as she was jerked back into awareness. She blinked her eyes, trying to focus on her assailant. "Whaa..?" she blurted out sleepily. The bed was so warm and felt so good………

"He called Usa, come on, we're going to meet him," Michiru urged, knowing that she was close to going back to sleep again.

"He did?" she said, becoming instantly alert. "Where are we going?"

"To the abandoned warf on the outskirts of town. We have two hours to get there," she answered.

"Alright, just give me five minutes to get ready."

Usagi watched as Michiru left the room, closing the door behind her. She got off the bed, pulling a black case from under it. She opened it, the glare from light bouncing off the steel blinding her briefly. If things went well, she wouldn't have to use it.

"Come on Usa, hurry up!" Haruka yelled pounding on her door. She snapped the lid back on the case and pulled on her coat hurriedly.


Setsuna looked at her food offered to her and waved it away, turning her head to look at the wall.

Katori sighed, wanting very much to strangle the woman before him. She was doing it again, and he didn't like it.

"You should eat something, you know," he spoke up, breaking the silence that was ever-present.

"How can I eat when things are this way? And how dare you suggest such a thing to me? Anything can be happening right now and I don't know it."

"You know this is the way things have to be."

"This has gone too far! I can't sit here and wait like this, you told me yourself what was about to happen. How can you sit there so calmly?"

"Because I have my orders, and so do you."


He sat there unmoving as the cars rolled up towards him and one by one, they're occupants got out. She had come as promised, but with a few more people than he expected. Smirking, he stood up and met them half way.

"I thought I said come alone," he said removing his glasses and pocketing them in one swift move.

"And I thought you had her with you," Usagi countered, standing directly before him, one hand lightly tucked into her jacket pocket.

"I guess we're not all people of our word," he retorted.

"I guess not."

"Enough small talk Mamoru, just tell us where she is and we'll be on our way," Haruka snapped. She was honestly tired of seeing this man's face and wanted all of this to be over.

"And what of my part of the deal? I told you my demands and you have yet to deliver on them."

"I'm not coming back to you Chiba Mamoru," Usagi spoke up, her voice firm and final.

"Then no deal." Mamoru turned and started walking away when her voice got to him.

"You know, I never thought I'd see this day. Did you honestly think that by taking her I'd magically fall into your arms and everything that's happened would be erased like that?" Her dry cynical laugh made him freeze, slightly dreading what was ahead.

"Because it won't," she answered herself in a loud whisper. "It really won't."

"Face me damn it! I've waited to long to say this and I will not stand here like a fool and talk to your back!" Her commanding voice made him turn, almost against his will. He looked at her eyes, and saw something, something he never wanted to see in his life, and hoped never to see again. Her next words confirmed this.

"I hate you."

"What?" he blurted out, disbelieving yet knowing.

"I hate you. Every time I look at you, the feeling gets stronger. Every time I think of all the things you robbed me of, all the things I'll never get back, it grows until I feel like it's going to consume me, to eat me alive.

But I won't let it. I'm going to get every word, every little hurt out. I won't let you destroy me a second time, you bastard!" By now her face was stained by tears, un-noticed by her.

"Usa I-"

"Shut up! Don't you dare call me that! You lost that right a very long time ago. I despise you, because you robbed me. You twisted what was supposed to be so many happy times in any girl's life into something ugly. First you took my love. You knew you didn't love me as much as I loved you but instead of being honest, you fooled me. Letting me believe I was your everything, and that you couldn't even look at another woman. Those were your words, not mine."

He opened his mouth but she cut him off again.

"Then you took my virginity. Something that was never yours to take. Stealing my childhood in the process. You knew how important that was to me and yet you did it anyway. That was supposed to be a good thing, but it wasn't. It wasn't pleasurable, or loving, it was violent and cold. And after it was over, you left me there, like a dog to pick myself up!"

"But that wasn't enough, oh no, you robbed me of something that was more important than any of those. Being pregnant. When I found out that I was, it was like a kick to the stomach. For days I lay in bed, throwing up every time I thought about being pregnant. I spent that time hating that baby. I couldn't eat or sleep because all I could think of was that this was another violation, a constant reminder of what you did to me.

It wasn't until I spoke to Setsuna that I realized what a good thing being pregnant was. She has always been there for me, helping me and talking care of me. Without her, we wouldn't have a daughter right now – no, I wouldn't."

"Just tell us where she is Mamoru," Ami spoke out, pleading.

"If you do you can walk away right now, no consequences," Makoto added.

Everyone was silent for a while waiting for his decision. "No. Not until I get what I want," his voice held finality and there was no budging him.

"Idiot," Haruka hissed out getting ready to throttle him but Usagi beat her to it.

"No more games Mamoru!" she shouted pulling out a gun from her pocket and pointing it squarely at his head. Michiru and the others gasped in almost perfect unison. Her voice dropped to a deadly tone as she clicked off the safety. "So I'll ask you one more time, where the hell is she?"