*Disclaimer: The day I own Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon, I'll be on
a trip around the world. But, the fact that I'm still here,
sitting in front of my computer screen, should be ample proof that
I don't own BSSM. 

The small incident with the other voices was inspired by Iris's
"The Big Question".

Medical Miracle
Chapter 5: A Pink Haired Mamoru?
By: The Rose Society
Rating: PG-13
email: EtrlSlrMn@aol.com

	The next day, Mamoru went to work at the hospital, with
no major mishaps. As usual, Dr. Hongo was very critical of his
performance, but Mamoru dealt with her criticism and even began to
ignore her stinging comments. He completed his morning rounds and
returned to his office to fill out some paperwork. All in all, it
looked to be a very uneventful day for him.
	At least, that's how it should have been.
	Completely engrossed in his work, Mamoru didn't notice when
the door to his office opened slightly and then closed again. He
was too busy staring at the computer he was typing a medical report
on to realize that someone had just slipped into his office and was
now hiding under his desk. Frustrated, Mamoru took off his reading
glasses and stretched his arms over his head. Sighing deeply,
Mamoru stretched his long legs out under his desk.
	Or, he tried to stretch out.
	Something bit Mamoru in the shin, hard. "ITAI!" Mamoru
yelled as he jumped up from his chair. "What the hell was that?"
Crouching in front of his desk, Mamoru cautiously peered into
the darkness. At first, Mamoru didn't see anything under his desk
that could have inflicted such pain on his leg. Mamoru looked
again. This time, his sapphire eyes met with a pair of ruby ones.
	"Nani? Who in the world are you?" questioned Mamoru.
	The ruby eyes just narrowed and glared at him.
	"Mo, I'm not going to hurt you. I just want you to come out
from under my desk." Mamoru extended his hand toward the pair of
eyes in a gesture of goodwill.
	"ITAI! OH #*%#! You bit me, AGAIN!" yelled Mamoru as he
now cradled his poor abused hand. The ruby eyes glinted at him,
devilishly. "Ok, you...if you don't want to come out then I'll
make you come out." The pair of eyes widened in fear as Mamoru
began to crawl under his desk. But before Mamoru could make good
on his threat, the door to his office suddenly opened.
	"Ano, gomen nasai for not knocking..." a female voice
could be heard saying.
	*THUMP* "#&@^! *#&$&^! My @#&#^@# head!" Startled by the
woman's sudden entrance, Mamoru had bumped his head against his
desk. Painfully, Mamoru got up from the floor and stood to glare
at whoever had almost given him a concussion. "What the hell is
it now?" Mamoru hollered as he glared at the poor woman.
	Mizuno Ami's blue eyes were wide with surprise. "Chiba-san
gomen nasai for startling you, demo I hardly think that it was a
just cause for the display of language I just witnessed." Ami
frowned a bit. "A doctor's behavior reflects the hospital as well
as him or herself and I don't believe that the hospital would
appreciate having it's reputation tarnished by such language."
	Mamoru rubbed the huge bump on his head. "Gomen nasai..."
Suddenly, a spark of recognition hit him.  "Ami-san! I didn't know
that you worked here at the hospital." exclaimed Mamoru in
surprise.
	Ami's face returned to it's normally calm state and a
small smile worked it's way onto her face. "Hai, Chiba-san. I'm
assisting my mother around the hospital after class."
	Mamoru smiled in return as he stopped rubbing his head.
"It's nice to see you again after so many years," said Mamoru as
he extended his hand (the one that hadn't been bitten) in the
Western style of greeting.
	Shaking his hand, Ami continued on her previous train of
thought. "It's nice seeing you too, Chiba-san. Gomen nasai. I'd
love to find out how you've been all these years, demo I was
hoping that you could help me. I'm looking for an escaped patient."
	Smiling wryly, Mamoru pointed to his desk. "As you can see,
prior to your arrival, I was looking to relieve myself of a small
perpetrator that has somehow sneaked into my office. Since you are
looking for an escapee, I believe our needs are mutual. Perhaps we
can help each other out. I'll get rid of my unwanted guest and
you'll get your patient back. It's a win-win situation."
	Giggling over the absurdity of the situation, Ami made her
way over to the desk. In her gentle, soothing voice, Ami tried to
coax the runaway patient. "There you are. Why did you run away from
your hospital room? You had us all worri--ITAI! Oh #&^@!" Clutching
her hand, Ami backed away from the desk.
	Chuckling, Mamoru lifted his hand, with bite marks still
visible, for Ami to see. "I should have warned you. The little
thing loves to bite. Perhaps you should call hospital security. I
don't think anyone is going to get that person out without a fight."
	Still rubbing her throbbing hand, Ami shook her head. "Iie.
Chiba-san, she's only a little girl. Don't you think security is a
bit too much?"
	Mamoru grimaced. "A little girl? I do believe that this
_little_ girl could handle an entire army all by herself. She has
quite a strong set of jaws. She'd put a shark to shame."
	"Chiba-san!" Ami was shocked. "No matter what she has done,
she doesn't deserve your teasing. She's still a little girl, no
matter how well she bites us," Ami admonished.
	Irritatedly waving his hand in response to Ami's reproach,
Mamoru looked intently at the desk. "No matter. It is very clear
that the child will not come out by her own free will. What would
you suggest, Juuban no Genius?"
	Flushing to the roots of her blue hair, Ami looked down at
the floor. No matter how many years had passed, Ami still was
ashamed every time that despised nickname came up. She never wanted
to be different. Ami just put her efforts into her studies while
others put it into other pursuits. But no matter how friendly Ami
was, the other children would always look at her with hate filled
eyes. They envied her grades and wealth and would forever think of
her as a spoiled bookworm. Ami never had a friend until Usagi came
into her life. Usagi was Ami's first and best friend. Despite
Usagi's initial shortcomings in the academic field, she never
resented Ami's accomplishments. If anything, Usagi was even more
proud of Ami's awards than Ami's okaa-san.
	"Gomen nasai, Chiba-san, demo a nurse told me that I could
find Ami-chan in here..." Usagi's voice trailed off when she
entered the office and saw Mamoru still staring at the his desk.
Usagi turned her head and caught sight of Ami's tears hitting the
floor. "Ami-chan! Daijobu? What happened in here?" Usagi's voice
became angrier by the millisecond. Then, glancing at Ami again,
Usagi's tone softened. As she gathered Ami in her arms, Usagi
sent an icy glare towards Mamoru. "Chiba-san, I demand that you
tell me what happened that would make Ami-chan cry."
	Mamoru looked at Ami and Usagi in shock. "Nani? How would
I know? I asked Ami-san here how to get the child under my desk
out without the risk of being bitten again. The next thing I know,
you came into my office and Ami-san was crying."
	"Chiba-san, you must have done something..." Usagi's
accusation died when Ami took her face away from Usagi's shoulder.
Even though tears still sparkled in Ami's watery blue eyes, she
smiled weakly for her protective friend.
	"Daijobu, Usagi-chan. He didn't know. It's not his fault."
Usagi handed Ami a handkerchief and Ami dabbed her eyes dry. "You
know how I react when someone calls me 'Juuban no Genius'. I
really shouldn't have overreacted."
	Usagi sighed. "Ami-chan, it's ok. The scars are still
there. They'll always be there. But there is no crime in being
smart. You'll always have friends, Ami-chan." Usagi hugged her
now grinning friend. "Now, Ami-chan. I heard that a certain patient
has been playing hide-and-seek with the hospital staff. Dr.
Mizuno wants the patient back into her bed as soon as possible."
	Mamoru threw his hands up in frustration. "Usagi-san, it's
one thing to say but it's another thing to do. The child in there
is a monster. Both Ami-san and I have tried to get her out of
there and nothing has worked."
	Usagi scowled at Mamoru. "Don't call her a monster. You
don't even know her. She might have been really scared when two
big adults started coming after her. Don't judge her so quickly."
With that, Usagi sat down in front of the desk. Ami, confident
that Usagi would somehow be victorious, and Mamoru, waiting for
Usagi to be bitten as he and Ami had been, watched Usagi intently.
	"Konnichiwa, little one." Usagi peered into the murky
depths underneath Mamoru's desk. "It's such a nice day today.
Why are you hiding under a desk? Why don't you come out and I'll
take you out for a stroll on the hospital grounds? Does that
sound good to you?" Usagi, unlike her two predecessors, had yet
to physically approach the frightened girl.
	The office was eerily silent as all three adults waited,
with baited breath, for the child to respond. The tension was
mounting in the room. In a voice so soft that one almost couldn't
make out the sound at all, the child finally spoke. "It's you.
The nice lady from yesterday."
	Usagi smiled gently. "Hai, little one. I'm glad that you
remember me. Now, since we're not strangers, how about you tell me
why you're hiding under a desk?"
	The girl's scowl was evident even in her voice. "I don't
like being here. The nurses are so fake and the doctors don't care
about me either. I didn't want to deal with their poking and
prodding any longer. So I left. But then, those nosy nurses
started yelling about how I was missing. They sounded really mad.
I thought I was going to be punished so I ran and hid in this
office. But then, that mean man started to shove his big feet in
my face." Usagi shot Mamoru a look as he started to sputter in
protest and he quickly shut his mouth. Satisfied, Usagi turned to
face the desk's occupant once again.
	The whole exchange did not escape the notice of the girl.
Slowly, her pink head emerged from beneath the desk. Mamoru was
surprised at Usagi's quick ability to bond to the little hellion
while Ami was pleased that Usagi once again proved her amazing
people skills. However, both were completely caught unaware when
the girl turned her ruby eyes upon Mamoru, pulled down her eyelid
with one short, stubby finger, and stuck her tongue out at him.
Dumbstruck, Ami and Mamoru watched as the little girl then sat
down in Usagi's lap and wrapped her short arms around Usagi's
neck. "I didn't want him to smoosh me so I bit him in self
defiance." The girl then looked at Usagi, unsure if she used the
right word.
	Usagi smoothed the girl's long hair. "That's a good try,
little one, but the correct word is defense. But that's not
important. Continue your story."
	Smiling, the girl picked up where she left off. "That mean
guy jumped up and started yelling at me. I got scared again. He
stuck one of his big hands in my face, trying to get me out and so
I bit him again. He started yelling even more and threatened me.
Then that nice blue-haired lady from yesterday tried to get me
out, but I was so scared that she would turn me over to that guy
so..."
	"You bit her?" Usagi interrupted. The girl nodded her head
as she curled up in Usagi's lap. Usagi gently rocked the girl.
	"I didn't want to hurt her, but I was so scared. I'm
sorry that I hurt them...well, I'm sorry that I hurt the lady. I'm
not sorry that I hurt that man because he called me names." Usagi
shot another deadly glare at Mamoru. Sweatdropping, Mamoru could
only rub the back of his head as he looked down on the ground in
embarrassment.
	Ami slowly walked over toward the two girls on the floor.
She knelt until she was eye level with the small girl and waited
until she lifter her eyes to meet Ami's. "Apology accepted, little
one. I'm sorry that I scared you. I should have figured out that
you were very frightened." Ami slowly extended her hand toward the
girl. "Friends?" Ami asked.
	Looking at her hand suspiciously, the girl turned to see
what Usagi would say. The blonde just smiled at the girl and
nodded. Turning to face Ami again, the girl took the proffered
hand and shook it firmly. "Friends."
	Reluctantly, Mamoru also went toward the girl. Unwillingly,
Mamoru apologized. "Look, kid. I'm sorry that I scared you. Can
we forget about it?" Ruby eyes bored into Mamoru's soul.
	"No. You don't mean a single word you just said."
	Angered, Mamoru stood up. "Fine. No matter. Ami-san,
Usagi-san, gomen, demo I have reports to write and patients to see.
Would you please leave? And please take the little nuisance with
you. I'd hate to accidentally smash her."
	Usagi gently detached the girl's arms from her neck.
"Little one, go with Ami-chan. She'll take you back to your room
and get you changed so that we can go outside. I'm going to have
a little _chat_ with Chiba-san here." Nodding, the girl grabbed
Ami's hand and skipped along Ami's side as the two started to
leave Mamoru's office. Just before Ami stepped out of the office,
she turned to look at the fuming pair. "Usagi-chan, please don't
kill him. He's still human here and you two just got to be friends.
Chiba-san, as one future doctor to another, don't let Usagi-chan
near any sharp implements right now. Otherwise, you can expect
never to have any children in the future." Mamoru paled. With that
said, Ami closed the door to the office. To Mamoru, it sounded as
if the gates of Hell had just closed and locked him in.
	Usagi's normally deep blue eyes had darkened to a stormy
color. Mamoru could have sworn that lightening was zipping across
her pupils. He gulped. Mamoru had witnessed Usagi's rampages
before, but that was years before. Back then, Mamoru's superior
physical built kept him from harm. However, Usagi was now older,
taller and stronger. And angrier, Mamoru decided after studying
Usagi's quivering back. Mamoru decided to heed Ami's advice and
began to frantically search for any sharp implements that Usagi
could use as a weapon.
	"Chiba-san," began Usagi in an arctic voice. "You might be
my friend now, but I will not allow anyone, not even a friend,
harass a child. I warned you, you don't know anything about the
child. How could you call her names? Do you not realize how much
it hurts to be insulted in such a manner? Why couldn't you be
nice to her. The poor child has lost her parents and any
recollection of them. Surely it wouldn't kill you to be nice for a
change." Usagi turned quickly on her heel and left Mamoru's office.
	'Mamoru-baka.' sighed the Voice. 'Honto Mamoru-baka.'
	"What did I do now?" protested Mamoru.
	'It wouldn't have killed you to be nice to the child,'
chided Self-Control. The Voice mentally nodded in agreement.
	"WHAT?!?! You two are in this together?" Mamoru was
flabbergasted.
	'Not just them two,' chorused all the other facets of
Mamoru's mind. Pity sobbed quietly and reproached Mamoru. 'Couldn't
you have been nicer to her? You went through the same thing as a
child. You know how it feels. Be her friend.' Guilt started to
pluck at Mamoru's heart strings. 'You know, that child was not a
hellion as you so eloquently put it. She's a lot like you when you
were put into the orphanage. Just as cold and just as tough. She's
all alone Mamoru. Be nice.'
	Mamoru scoffed. "She's not alone. She has Usagi-san with
her."
	Suddenly, Lust came into view. 'USAGI!! Hubba hubba! What
are we still doing here? Let's go get her! AAAWWOOOO!!!' *SMACK*
Self-Control smacked Lust upside the head. 'Shut up,' Decorum
said, disgusted.
	Mentally sighing in relief, Mamoru stood up. "Now, time for
me to finish up my medical reports and..."
	'NO!!' screamed every part of Mamoru's mind.
	Wincing, Mamoru admitted defeat. "Ok, I'll go to the girl
and apologize. But tell me, you guys really want me to apologize
to the girl or see Usagi?"
	Startled, the other voices of Mamoru's mind began to
sputter a multitude of half-baked excuses. 'Um, I have to go now.
Gotta soufflé in the oven...' 'Oh dear, look at the time...' 'I
think I hear my mom calling...' *POOF* Mamoru's mind returned to
it's previous peace. Mamoru triumphantly grinned. "I guess I don't
have to see Usagi after all."
	*POW* Mamoru was mentally punched. The Voice held up his
non-existent fist menacingly. 'WHAT WAS THAT?' the Voice growled.
	"Heh heh...just kidding?"
	'Thought so. Get your lousy butt in gear.' Sighing again,
Mamoru headed toward the nurses station to find out where the
little girl had been placed. Armed with his information, Mamoru
strode toward the girl's hospital room. Slowing his pace as he
neared the semi-open door, Mamoru thought about what he should
say to the child.
	'The girl's story...it's so close to my own life story.
But what can I tell her that will help ease her pain at this point
in her life?' Mamoru sat down in a chair just outside the girl's
hospital room. 'The one thing that saved me from the pain of the
amnesia was my little golden savior. Surely such an event won't
be repeated in her life. That would be a miracle.' Shaking his
head, Mamoru was deep in thought, never hearing the conversation
that was occurring in the room.
	"Tired, little one?" Usagi could be heard asking.
	Yawning, the small child looked at Usagi and Ami with
sleepy eyes. "Iie. I want to go outside, like you promised me."
	Ami shook her head ruefully. "Gomen nasai, little one.
Demo you look like you couldn't keep your eyes open for another
minute."
	Stifling another yawn, the girl continued to wheedle the
two adults. "I'm not tired. I really want to go outside and spend
time with Usagi-san and Ami-san." But, before the girl could
continue her argument, a huge yawn took control of her mouth.
	Smiling, Usagi patted the top of the girl's pink head.
"Gomen nasai, demo I think that Ami-chan is right this time. Oh,
I would be very happy if you called me Usagi-onee-chan. Everyone
at the hospital calls me by that name."
	"Usagi-onee-chan." The girl then turned her gaze onto Ami.
"Ami-onee-chan?"
	Ami gave the child a small hug. "Hai, if you wish." The
girl nodded. "If I promise you that tomorrow both Usagi-chan and
I take you outside into the gardens, will you take a nap?"
Carefully, the child weighed the pros and cons and slowly, nodded
in agreement. Gently, Ami picked up the girl and laid her on the
bed. Both Usagi and Ami took a seat on each side of the bed.
	After tucking the girl in carefully, Usagi returned to
her seat. "Would you like to hear a story then, since you won't
be able to go outside?" Enthusiastically, the girl nodded yes.
Clearing her throat, Usagi began her tale...
	"When I was three years old, my imouto was born. When my
father and I went to visit him, I met a little boy just a little
younger than you are now. Just like you, he had lost his parents
to an unfortunate accident."
(A.N. Please read Chapter 3 if you want to see the hospital scene
between the younger Mamoru and Usagi. Usagi has already told the
majority of the story.)
	"Before I left, I said, 'You're never alone. You'll
always have me as your family.'" With those words, Mamoru's train
of thought was broken.
	"Masaka..." Mamoru whispered as he peered into the
hospital room. Usagi's back was to him and all three occupants
were too preoccupied with the story to notice that Mamoru was
now spying on them..or rather, staring at one of them.
	Mamoru took in a deep lungful of air. 'Those are the very
same innocent blue eyes that twinkled with a hidden joy. She even
has exact same hair style, even after so many years. My Odango
Atama is also the golden savior of my childhood...' he realized.

Author Notes:

	Arigato gozaimasu to Iris for allowing me to use her idea
and to Sakura Girl for informing me of which fanfic it was that
actually inspired me.
Until the next chapter...

~The moonlight carries the message of love.~
~Tsuki no hikari wa ai no message.~