Disclaimer-Sailor Moon does not belong to me. The song credit is Only One by Yellowcard.

Chapter 1:

Broken this fragile thing now,
And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces.
And I've thrown my words all around,
But I can't, I can't give you a reason.

Serena sullenly walked down the street, a frown on her face and a pain in her heart as she made her way to the arcade.

It was wrong. Everything about all of this felt wrong. She had heard all about broken hearts after a sudden break up, but this was more than that. It was almost as if half of her soul was missing.

How could he do this to her? They were meant to me, soul mates in another life and this one too.

Or maybe that was the problem. Maybe he didn't want his life planned out for him. Maybe he wanted a chance to make his own decisions and be his own person. Darien had never been the kind of guy to do anything more than what he wanted to do.

And that only led to more doubt. He was so sophisticated and independent. Why would he ever want to be with her? She was clumsy, ditzy, piggish and lazy. He was so much better than her in everyway. He deserved someone of equal stature, not some little girl who clung to him and acted like an idiot day in and day out. Of course, she had voiced all of these possibilities to her friends and feline companions the other night when they had, as a group, dissected the break up at the latest sleepover. They had told her she was being silly and that Darien loved her, even though all her faults and they couldn't fathom what went through his head when he so bitterly told her it was over. They didn't know what else she should do besides for move on because she was better than him and he was an idiot for letting her go. But when the other four girls and two cats popped in a movie and pulled out the junk food, Serena bit her lower lip and pulled her legs to her chest, turning all the facts she had over in her head, trying to figure out what had gone wrong.

I feel so broken up,
And I give up.
I just want to tell you so you know.

She had to say something. Every time she saw him, she opened her mouth to ask him, yet again, what she did wrong and how she could fix it, but he either walked away too fast or she chickened out. She always was a coward, whether she was Sailor Moon or Serena Tsukino. And it was because of this fear that she dropped the subject as best as she could and attempted to nurse her heart back to heath. Or at least put it back together so that she could try and plaster a believable smile on her face. The girls and Rini were getting really fed up with pathetic actions and she couldn't really blame them. She was more useless now than ever before. The truth was, she was getting fed up as well, but she couldn't seem to fix herself. She couldn't make it better. Only he could, and he refused.

Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you.
You are my only one.
I let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you.
You are my only, my only one.

"Darien?"

Her voice caught in her throat as she stared, wide-eye, at a figure in the distance. There he was, standing on the corner of the street, one hand in his pocket, the other grasping Rini's tiny palm, keeping his companion from running into the busy road. The little girl was chattering on about something Serena quite make out. The blond could just imagine Darien's smile, even though she couldn't see it from the position she was standing in.

"Darien?"

Her voice was no stronger than before. Even worse, she couldn't bring herself to pick up her feet and move closer to the pair on the corner.

But the truth was, even if she was close enough and he could hear her, he wasn't listening. It was almost as if, whenever she was nearby, he knew, and he put up this shield-a shield that would block out her pleas and give her the same standard response: I don't love you anymore. What we had was great, but it's over. You need to accept than and move on.

But she couldn't.

"Darien, please, stop. Don't do this," she protested sadly, tears welling up in her eyes as light changed and he crossed the street, Rini skipping along next to him. "I love you. Don't leave me."

Made my mistakes, let you down,
And I can't, I can't hold on for too long.
Ran my whole life in the ground,
And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone.

She wasn't sure how long she could keep going like this. It was getting harder to wake up in the morning, get dressed and go to school. It was even harder to pretend to be the bubbly, happy girl she used to be. The girls, Luna, Artemis, Rini and Andrew obviously knew how depressed she was, so when they gave her sympathetic looks, Serena knew it meant nothing as to how good her acting was. It was only when her parents started looking at her funny and Molly set a comforting hand on her shoulder to ask her if anything was bothering her that she knew her act was weak, at best.

But of course, she knew she had to keep going. She knew she had to become a better liar. She had to make everyone else believe she was okay. Either that or she would have to push all of them out of her life completely. She couldn't stand the sad looks, the pats of pity and the words of encouragement-or rather the scathing words of annoyance coming spouting from Raye's mouth. It would destroy her, but it didn't matter. She was dying slowly inside anyway and she wasn't going to drag everyone down with her.

And something's breaking up
I feel like giving up
I won't walk out until you know

"Hey Andy," Serena cheered happily as she walking into the arcade and sat down on one of the barstools, a fake smile forcing it's way onto her face.

"Hey Serena," Andrew replied, matching he enthusiasm exactly.

"What's wrong, Andy?" the blond asked as she gratefully allowed the smile to drop, her mouth turning downward in a frown. Even though she felt like burying herself under all of the blankets in her house until she absolutely had to come up for air, she still have enough energy and time to make sure her friends were okay. They had to be okay. Her world was coming down around her, so they had to be okay.

"Nothing," the waiter replied as he shook his head at his customer. Serena's frown deepened.

"C'mon, Andy, tell me," she whined, sounded like herself for the first time in a long time. Perhaps that's what made her friend tell the truth.

"I'm worried about you, Serena," he sighed. "I know you probably don't want me to be, but I am."

"Andy," she replied, trying to sound like her old, chipper self as she tried to brush off her friend's concern. "I'm fine. Look at me-" but he cut her off.

"I am looking at you, Serena, and it's because I'm looking at you that I know that you're not okay and I have every reason to be worried," Andrew explained, his voice lacking room for argument as he set aside his dishrag and placed his hands on the counter, only inches away from hers.

"I'll be okay, Andy. Don't worry. I just… I just need some more time to get over this, I guess," Serena shrugged as she folded her arms on the counter and set her chin down on her hands.

"You need closure, Serena. I know Darien hasn't really explained any of this to you and it's not fair. You shouldn't have to go through this," the older man suggested as he reached forward and kindly set a hand on Serena's elbow.

"Do you really think that'll help?" she asked hopefully as she peered up at Andrew, her cerulean colored eyes wide and hopeful for the first time in quite some time.

"It can't hurt, can it?" Andrew asked after a moment's hesitation.

Serena considered the advice. Maybe she did need to have it out with Darien one last time. Maybe she needed to stop begging him to take her back and have a real conversation instead. Maybe that would lessen the pain her chest and make it easier to breathe.

"Okay, I'll try it," Serena mumbled, her whole body still weighed down with the problem, but her heart just a little bit lighter with Andrew's plan in place. "I think I'll wait for him here," the petite girl added softly.

"Let me get you a milkshake, okay? On the house," the man behind the counter offered.

"Okay," the girl shrugged, knowing full well that she wouldn't drink it. She would twirl the straw around in the glass and click her nails against the countertop, but her stomach was too tied up in knots to even dream of consuming anything. From the minute she made her decision to sit and wait for her ex-boyfriend, Serena's stomach had seized up, completely forgetting any previous signs of hunger.

Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you.
You are my only one.
I let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you.
You are my only, my only one.

It was the second time that day that she had laid eyes on his dark head of hair. Oh, how she wished she could run her hands through it like she used to. She wished things were the way they used to be. She would even let Rini have all of Darien's attention if it meant he still loved her the way he used to. Just to know she held that place in his heart would be enough for her to survive, at least for now.

"It's now or never," Serena breathed as she got to her feet and walked towards Darien, who had seated himself in a corner booth towards the back of the arcade. He probably hadn't even noticed her when he walked in. Not that she could blame him. She was annoying and immature. He was lucky to be rid of her, and after today it would be final. He might be her soul mate and he might have understood her better than anyone else at some point, but he didn't want her and she would have to accept that.

The blond paused with only a few feet between her and the dark haired man who was slouched over a cup of coffee and a newspaper on the table in front of him. What was she going to say to him? How could she get him to tell her what she needed to know?

She was just formulating her plan when a tall, leggy, redhead passed in front of her and sat down across from Darien. It was when her stormy eyed ex looked up at the redhead and smiled at her, the way he used to smile at Serena, back when they were dating, that the petite girl's eyes began to water. This was a mistake, a big one. He had moved on without her. He didn't need her or her closure.

"I'm going home, Andy," Serena said dismally, her façade dropping entirely as she stopped by the front of the arcade briefly before leaving.

"What happened, Serena?" Andrew asked, confusion on his face. "I just saw Darien walk in. Aren't you going to talk to him?"

"I can't." The blond shook her head sadly as she spoke. "I have so many things I want to tell him and so many things I need to hear from him, but it doesn't matter. I realize now that nothing's going to change the fact that he broke up with me. Nothing's going to fill that hole he left behind. I'm miserable without him and he looks just fine without me, so I think it's time I try and find closure by myself. Besides, I think the girls are getting really sick of me, and I shouldn't be putting you or Rini through this either. I'm sorry I've been so selfish and I hope you can forgive me."

"There's nothing for me to forgive!" Andrew protested as he joined Serena on her side of the counter and pulled the blond into a tight hug. "None of this is your fault. He's being an ass and that will never be your fault."

"Maybe if I had been better?" she asked meekly, speaking into her surrogate brother's shirt as the tears began to fall. "Maybe I would have been worth it if I was more like him, if I had tried harder."

"Serena, don't you ever say that," the taller man pressed on as he pulled away from the girl, his big hands covering her small shoulders, holding her at arm's length. "God forbid you ever be like him. He's a miserable, lonely jerk. You're too good for him. He should have been better to you."

It was possible that somewhere, deep down inside, she believed him, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered except for the giant cloud of anguish that filled her. She had no plan, she had no hope and she had no closure, whatever that was.

Here I go so dishonestly.
Leave a note for you my only one.
And I know you can see right through me.
So let me go and you will find someone.

Serena bit her lower lip hesitantly as she clutched the letter she had painstakingly penned the night before. She had spent all night on her bed, her legs tucked underneath her as she wrote draft after draft, hoping one of them would say everything she wanted to say.

Thankfully, one short, but simple letter had survived.

Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you.
You are my only one.
I let go, but there's just no one, no one like you.
You are my only, my only one.

"What's this?" Andrew asked in confusion as he flipped over the plain, white, sealed envelope that had one word, a name, written on the front. Two days had passed, in which Serena had stayed holed up in her room, forming a new plan.

"It's everything that Darien needs to know," Serena replied sullenly as she shifted the straps of the bag she was wearing on her back.

"Serena?" the man pressed in confusion, eyeing her bag suspiciously.

"My mom's letting me go stay with my aunt and uncle for a while to figure things out. It's summer break and I have nothing else to do, so it makes sense," the blond answered with a shrug.

"Why?" he asked, the frown on his face deepening as he tried to work out why she was running away.

"Because I can't just sit here and let him rip my heart out again and again every time I see him," she whispered as she shook her head.

My only one

"He's the one," she continued.

My only one

"I know it sounds crazy, but I know that he's the only one for me." Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes as she spoke, her blue eyes bright with emotion.

My only one

"He's my only one."

You are my only, my only one

"And he won't have me. So I have to go."

With that, the small, blond girl hugged the tall man she called her best friend, told him to tell the girls and Rini she was sorry and turned her back on the place that had caused her so much happiness and so much pain, if only for a little bit.

A/N: -Sob-

So I know I had this whole game plan, but obviously this one shot turned not-so-one-shot disturbed everything. Stupid iPod, long bus rides and teenage depression... But everything else is still in the works, I promise. Refer to my profile for more. And please review!

Love and Luck,

Gaby