My second Sailor Moon story, third Story in total. Inspired by "Gives You Hell" by Nightshade08 (English names, but really great and awesome story :D) and episode 61 (55) "Huge Shock for Usagi! Mamoru Declares a Break Up" ("The Cosmetic Caper"). I've never felt heartbreak, but I can imagine just how bad it feels. Reviews greatly needed! Sailor Moon is owned by TOEI Animation and Naoko Takeuchi-sensei.

"I don't love you anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"We're finished!"

"I didn't realize you were in a bad mood!"

"It's not like that. I just don't love you anymore."

"I'll study harder..."

"Don't make me say it over and over again! I just want to end our relationship!"

"There's no way I can believe that, because you were Prince Endymion and I was Princess Serenity. We were in love before we were even born into this life!"

"That's why I want to end this! Why do I have to be your boyfriend just because that's what I was in a previous life?!"

Usagi looks down and sees little white shoes with red bows. "Chibiusa's here, huh? Maybe... maybe you like her better than me."

"Don't be ridiculous."

"Right... I'm sorry, Mamo-chan." Saying his name sent a dagger into her heart, and it took all her effort to keep the tears from flowing down her cheeks. "I'm sorry for making you hang out with me until now!"

"Goodbye."

"Wait!" Sailor Moon says, tears threatening to trickle down her face for the umpteenth time that day. "Tuxedo Kamen-sama, you were lying when you said you didn't like me anymore, weren't you? That's why you came to my rescue again..."

"That has nothing to do with this." She sees him clench his hands into tight fists.

"Then, Mamo-chan... Please, just tell me why you don't love me anymore..."

"I do not like weak girls." How could he be so cruel?! "Goodbye."

Usagi shoots up in bed, her wide, red, puffy eyes flying open. She feels her cheeks, the dried tears that spilled while she slept, reliving the nightmare that was reality in her dreams, over and over and over again. Although it had only happened... When had it happened? She thinks back to before she fell asleep. She had trudged home after battle and locked herself in her room to mindlessly do her homework, which took her less than an hour. She even checked all of it four times, and there wasn't a mistake she could see. Then, she had suddenly felt extremely exhausted, and crashed on her bed.

Usagi tiptoes out of her room, into the hallway, and then the kitchen to check the time. It was still dark, so she guessed sometime in the early early morning. To her surprise, it was only 8 o'clock. She flicks on the light and sees a sheet of notebook paper with words scribbled on it on the counter.

Usagi-

If you happen to wake up, since you've been asleep for at least 24 hours, know that we went to visit your grandmother, Maria, in Kyoto. She's feeling very ill, which can be scary at her age. We might be gone for a few days. Shingo is staying with his friend Souma Hikari and his family, so you'll be alone in the house. You can go stay at a friend's if you want, or stay at home. If you do stay at home, there's plenty of leftovers in the fridge, or you can use the emergency cash in Dad's top drawer to order something. Please, please, please do not try to cook anything. I beg you, do not turn on the stove for a second. I want to come back to a house, not a pile of ashes. If there's anything else you need, you can call us, but please try not to, you know how Maria hates technology. You can talk to the neighbors, I guess. Please take Chibiusa to school in the mornings while we're gone.

Love you,

Mama

Usagi smiles ever so slightly at her mother's words. But she wished she could talk to her. She needed a mother's comforting wisdom. The Love Goddess' advice would have to do, though, she guesses.

Usagi picks up the phone and dials Minako's number, crossing her fingers that she would pick up and not her mother or the answering machine.

"Hi! Aino Residence! Who is it?"

Usagi breathes a sigh of relief at Minako's high-pitched voice. "Mina-chan?"

"Huh? Usagi-chan? Where the hell were you today?! Rei-chan was so pissed when you didn't show, but Mako-chan and Ami-chan told us you weren't even at school!"

"That's kinda what I wanted to tell you about... See, remember how I told you about what... what Mamo-ch-chan said?"

"What? What about it?!" she said curiously. Usagi could just picture her leaning forward in her seat with an urgent look on her face, but she didn't feel like smiling.

"Well..." Usagi says, and swallows. But she can't hold the sobs down, as they break out and fill the quiet room.

"Usagi-chan?! Okay, I've got a plan. This definitely doesn't seem like something that should be a phone conversation. Wanna call a Senshi meeting again?"

Usagi nods, and, realizing Minako can't see her, swallows and squeaks, "Yeah."

"I'll call the other girls to meet at your place, is that okay?"

"Yeah," she squeaks again. What her parents don't know won't kill them.

Usagi paces the room, crashes against the couch and sobs for a little bit, drags herself up and paces more. There's a knock at the door and she jumps, then runs over to answer it. Before opening the door, she checks her reflection. She's a mess, but she doesn't feel like fixing it. She yanks the door open and sees Minako and Ami standing there, Rei and Makoto running up behind them.

"Guys!" she sighs. "Come on... in... Crap!" she hisses, seeing a red sports car pull up out front. She ushers her friends in quickly as the small pink-haired brat hops out and says something to the driver.

Usagi hides behind the door so he can't see what a god-awful mess she is. She hears laughter, and swallows, her heart shattering as she imagines what they're laughing about. Have they seen her, despite her efforts? Are they laughing about how pathetic she is? The little girl skips up the walk and into the house. Usagi slams the door shut behind the girl.

The girl skids to a stop when she sees her. "Whoa, what happened to you?" she asks.

Usagi swallows. `She's just a girl, she's just a girl, she's just a girl, don't yell, stay calm, it's okay...` "That's not your business. It's time to go to bed. Take a shower first." `So you don't infect the house with his filthy cruelty.` Usagi blinks, surprised at herself. What is this feeling in her heart? She hasn't felt it before, not that she knows of. Could it be... hatred? Does she hate him? Does she feel resentment? Her chest feels cold, but she feels heat building up in her throat, dying to break out in the form of words. She wants to spit them at his face, force them into her fists and feet as she hits him over and over again, punishment for the pain he'd caused her. She swallows it down, barely but successfully.

"Aw, c'mon, Usagi!" she whines. "Ikuko-mama and Kenji-papa aren't here! Can't I stay up a little longer?"

"No! They put me in charge, so what I say goes! When I say, 'Go to bed', you go to bed!" She doesn't mean to be so sharp, but her patience is wearing thin. She's having a hard time controlling herself. She hopes that Chibiusa won't cry, but, of course, hoping a brat won't cry when you're impatient is like hoping the sky will turn purple and pink with red and blue polka dots.

Chibiusa sits down on the floor and lets out a small whine, covering her eyes with her fists. Usagi sighs and walks over to the couch, crashing into it. She squeezes the bridge of her nose.

"I'll take care of it," Makoto says softly. She walks over to the girl, squats down next to her, and coos, patting her hair, "Sh, sh sh! It's okay! Usagi-chan isn't in a great mood right now, that's why we're here, it's okay, it's not your fault!"

"Mako-chan!" Chibiusa whispers, looking up at her. They smile at each other.

"How does this sound: I'll make you hot cocoa and tell you a story if you promise to go to sleep?"

Chibiusa nods. "Yeah!"

About a half-hour later, Makoto comes back into the living room from Chibiusa's bedroom. She pretends to dust herself off and takes the one free chair across from Usagi. "Now," she sighs as she gets comfortable. "Where were we?"

"Well..." Usagi says, unsure of how to put it.

"It has to do with Mamoru-san, right? Just say it simply," Rei suggests.

"That's harder to say than you think it is," Minako says.

"Er... I think you mean 'Easier said than done,' Minako-chan..." Ami corrects.

"Yeah, yeah, sure, whatever. What I'm getting at is that I've seen this face before. It's one of serious heartbreak. One of the worst cases I've ever seen, as a matter of fact."

Usagi can't find her voice in the thickness of her throat, so she just nods. The thickness crawls up her throat and out her mouth in the form of sobs. She leans forward and covers her face.

"Usagi-chan!" "Usagi!" they say, wrapping their arms around her in an attempt to comfort her, maybe even repair her crushed heart.

Thanks for reading! I'll start working on the second chapter immediately XD Also, check out my other story "Kyoto"! It's kind of dark, though. I dunno. You can read it. It's my first one so it's a little sucky. I'm still working on it, though. Please please please review!