Hey guys!!  This fic could either be really good or really bad.  I just got the idea out of the blue and, well, I tried okay!!  ^_^  I don't think people in Tokyo have Christmas and I don't think it snows, but hey.  C'mon people!!  Use your imagination!!!  *smiles*  Also, later in the story,  Usagi is 15 and a sophomore  Mamoru is a first year med student and is 18.  K, here goes...
Forgotten Angel Part: 1
    "Mama!! No!"  A very young Usagi was wailing at her mother's bedside.  Her face was red and her eyes puffy; she looked very scared.
    "Usako...the cancer...the cancer has my body now.  I must leave."
    "But...but Mama!!    "Sweetheart, I'll be going to heaven, with your Daddy."
    "Mama, what will *sob* happen to me?"
    "They'll put you in a foster home and you'll have a new family.  Won't that be nice?"
    "No, Mama!!  I want youuuuuu!!"
    "Shhh...Usagi.  Come here, let me do your hair," she whispered, putting Usagi's hair into odangos.
                                        *beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep*
                                        *beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*
    "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"@-->-->-->---
    "But Tenchi!!  You have to *cough* let me *cough* stay home.  I'm *cough, cough, cough* sick!"
    Damn it, Usagi!! Are we not good enough for you?" *hic*    "But-"
    "GO TO *&@$#!@$ SCHOOL!!!"    "Tenchi, you're drunk aga-"
    "Daddy, I'm your *!@% daddy!!"
    "Daddy," growled Usagi, through gritted teeth, "Daddy, *cough*  I'm sick.  I make strait As to please you and Mi-Mommy.  I'm feeling very ill, so-"
    "Get the hell OUUUUUUUUUUTT!!!!" @-->-->-->---    (Mamoru's POV)
    It was good to finally have a day off from school.  I had no idea what to do or where to go, but that's the magic of a day off.  Ahhhhhh...  Then, I saw her.  This poor, poor girl, with the strangest hairstyle.  She was leaning, haphazardly, against the walk/don't walk pole.  She looked like she was going to faint.
@-->-->-->---    (Usagi's POV)
    I can't believe Tenchi was making me go to school.  Here I was, sick as a dog.  I'm Tsukino Usagi and I get strait As for my "parents".  My mother died of cancer nine years ago and I've been in foster homes ever since.  No one wants to adopt me.  Techi and Miko and drunks, but social services just ignore me.  What can I do?  Only one person has ever teased me about my hairstyle and he still has a scar.  I like to wear my hair like this because it reminds me of my mother, almost like she's right here with me, helping make through each torture-filled day.  Across the street, there's a guy staring at me.  He has the darkest blue eyes and midnight black hair.  As I continue to stare back at him, his face begins to blur and everything is spinning...I think I'm going to faint.
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    I'm absolutely enchanted about this girl.  For some reason, I feel like I should be scared for her.  She's very pale and has deep-set sapphire eyes.  Her corn-colored hair swirled around her as the wind whipped through it.  Beautiful.  That's the word that comes to mind.  And then, she's swaying.  I realize that she is going to faint and rush forward to catch her.  She falls softly against my body and remains limp.  I bend down to make sure she's just fainted from some normal reason, when my hand brushes her forehead.  YOW!!  This girl's on fire.  I need to get her to my apartment and treat her.  Some feeling tells me to, as if she's too fragile for a hospital.  I'm going to be a doctor, after all.....
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Okay, throw your rocks!!  It doesn't have any romance yet, but there's a reason for that.  Please, bear with me!!  I think this story could turn out really great!!  Please come back!!
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