By: Angel of Neptune

Chapter One

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AN: Do not say I'm copying Saiyan Warrior's fan fic, I am Saiyan Warrior. I decided to get a new user on fan fiction.. anyways..with extra time on my hands, I decided to rewrite this fic. Enjoy!

DC: I do not own Sailor Moon..

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It was a bright, sunny, happy morning. Everything was going well. Nothing could ruin this perfect day. Nothing in the world.

Usagi laid on her bed, next to Mamoru. A small smile on upon her face as she cuddled up next to her lover. Mamoru pulled the blankets up and planted a kiss on Usagi's cheek, who blushed slightly.

"Mamoru.." Usagi murmured as she laid her head on his chest. "We'll be together forever right?"

"Of course, Usagi-chan.. what kind of question is that?" Mamoru answered.

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Usagi sat alone at the small kitchen table in her apartment, staring down at her dark coffee in its dark green mug. She sighed saddly as she recalled that day, 18 years ago, Mamoru told her he would be there for her.

'What a damn lying bastard..' Usagi thought.

18 years ago, she told Mamoru that she was pregnat with their child. Oh boy what a mistake that was. At once, Mamoru had packed up his things and left, saying it wanted nothing to do with the child. Nothing at all. She was alone for awhile, shocked. She couldn't believe how Mamoru, the love of her life, had treated her, but then, Seiya came along and helped her through. At sometimes, she wished that she could marry Seiya, and then her son would have a man who earned the title, 'Father.'

A young man had entered the kitchen, towel drying his jet black hair. He yawned as he tried to rub the sleep away from his bright blue eyes he had gotten from his mother. He wore a pair of dark blue jeans with a baggy red sweater.

"Good morning, Kakeru.." Usagi greeted with a small nod, taking a sip from her coffee. She glanced up. "Where are your glasses?"

"Good morning to you too, mom... my glasses?" Kakeru blinked. "Uhh.. in my backpack I guess.." he really didn't have that bad of vision, but he had a hard time seeing from a distance. "I don't think I'd need them today.."

"You need them everyday, Kakeru-chan.." Usagi answered. "Specially at work.. and I'm sure you have work today.. like every other day.. even if it is Saturday.." Kakeru nodded with a sigh.

"Alright..." Kakeru walked down in the hall and entered the last door to his right.

His room was pretty cleaned. His bed, blue sheets, was made, a few ramdom clothes laid upon it, other then that, it was fine. His desk was right across from the bed, a computer upon the desk, along with a phone, a lamp, and a photo of his girl friend (who you will get to know in the next chapter) and him in the park. It was pretty small, but he didn't mind. He was hardly home anyways.

He picked up his backpack from the floor and dug throught it. He stopped when he came upon a black case. Kakeru opened it and pulled out a thin lens, dark blue, small framed glasses. He placed them on and snapped the case shut. The teen threw the case on his bed and walked out of the room.

"I'm off to the acrade.." Kakeru yelled. "See you later, mom."

"Bye, Kakeru-chan!" Usagi called setting her empty mug in the kitchen sink.

Kakeru nodded as he walked down the hall of the apartment building. He took three flights of stairs and found himself at the bottom floor. Soon enough, he was at the acrade.

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Kakeru pulled on a green robe and glanced around the empty acrade. It was abit early for anyone to be here yet. Even Andrew wasn't there. He sat behind the counter, tapping his fingers against the wooden desktop.

"Stupid faggot father of mine..." Kakeru mumbled, pounding his fist against the desktop. "If it wasn't for him, I could be sleeping in.. but I have to give up my weekends just to support mom and me. That jerk..."

The sliding door of the acrade opened, and Andrew had entered, "Hey there, Kakeru.. abit early, huh?" Kakeru nodded. "Just abit.." he yawned.

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It was now ten o'clock in the morning. Kakeru was sweeping around the acrade, half asleep while Andrew cleaned a few screens of the video games that weren't in use, "So, Kakeru.. have any plans for after highschool?"

Kakeru shurgged, "I don't know yet..still thinking..I might go to America to study for a few years.. make sure I get a better job then my so called father... I hate that man!" he gripped the broom handle abit harder.

Andrew sighed, "Take it easy, Kakeru.. I'm sure he has a good reason why he left..."

"I'd like to hear it." Kakeru mumbled as he placed the broom up against the wall. He walked over to the trash can and pulled out the black bag. He tied it close and walked out back as soon as the sliding door of the acrade opened.

A tall man wearing a dark green jacket with a long sleeved black shirt under it and a pair of jeans had entered. He had the same jet black hair like Kakeru. It was Mamoru.

~~To Be Continued~~