Prologue thingy

Have you ever felt that you are never understood? That's how I feel when someone yells at me for doing something stupid. Even the inners yell at me. Every single one of them is clueless. They have no clue how much it hurts when they yell at me. I think Ami and Makoto are starting to suspect something. They are both saying that I can tell them anything, not knowing I have my own orders. I would love to tell them, demo then I would have to deal with a very mad Pluto. Which needless to say is the last thing I want to deal with. The only people who know my true past are the outer senshi. I suppose you are wondering what the heck I'm talking about. You're probably thinking I'm certifiably insane, demo I'm not. Let me tell you my story.

I was born Usagi Tsuki. I think. I'm not sure if that was my real name because I was found of the streets of colony L1 when I was six. The name I was told to call this person was Dr. P, and she asked me if I would like to be trained in order to stop things like what happened to my parents. Not knowing what she was talking about I was going to say no, but a sudden rush of memories stopped me.

Flashback

Flames. All around me was flames. I could hear the other people screaming, and smell burned flesh as my mommy picked me up and carried me away from the carnage.

End Flashback

A sudden need for revenge surged through me and I said yes. Dr. P lead me to a big house and called one of the maids to help me clean up and feed me. The maid took me to a huge bathroom with a large old-fashioned tub in it.

"What's your name little one?" she asked.

"Dr. P-san called me Usagi," I said a bit uncertainly.

"What do you not know your own name?" she seemed astonished.

I sadly shook my head no. "My 'kaasan and 'tousan always called me Tenshi or Bunny."

"Well then, could I call you Bunny?" she asked cautiously.

I smiled sadly, "Hai demo you're the only one who can because you remind me of my 'kaasan."

After she bathed me and gave me clothes to change into she led me to the kitchen where the cook made a very good meal of alphabet soup, animal crackers, and toast. For dessert there was this really messy cake with ice cream in the middle.

Once I was done eating they took me to a big gray room filled with weights, targets and anything else associated with training. At the far end of the room, I saw Dr. P talking with some ugly man with gray hair and a claw for a hand. Not far from them, I saw a boy close to my age with messy dark brown hair. I skipped over to him, but when I got there, he didn't even look up.

"Ossu! Watishi wa Usagi. Ja anta?"

"Hnn…"

"So your name is Hnn?" I asked trying to be funny.

"…"

"Well Hnn would you like to play tag?

"Hnn…"

"You don't talk much do you?

Before he could answer Dr. P and the other guy walked up, "Usagi I would like you to meet Dr. J and his trainee Hiiro."

"Konnichi wa Dr. J-san, Hiiro-san. Nice to meet you," I said bowing formally.

"We're going to train you two to be soldiers. Not bad soldiers like the Oz soldiers, but soldiers who stop bad things from happening. First we're going to start with marksmanship and guns."

That day all we did was work on how to hold a gun, our stance when shooting, how to aim, and how to hide a gun so that even if you were searched they wouldn't be able to find it. (Hikari: ahh… that's how he learned it…. Twist: duh…) Finally after three hours of working nonstop on out stances Dr. J let Hiiro and I shoot. Both of Hiiro's shots were dead center, while mine were a few inches off.

"That's enough for today. You may eat and return to your rooms," Dr. J said waving us off.

"Hai Dr. J-sama," we both said in monotone as we bowed and left the room.

"That was weird. What do you think of Dr. J Hiiro?

"Hnn.."

"Sigh what am I going to do with you Hiiro-san?" I asked shaking my head.

When we got to the kitchen Hiiro expanded his one word vocabulary to three. "Soup, please," he said to the cook.

"Aha! So you do know more than one word!"

"Hnn…"

"You're Impossible!" I shouted exasperated. He only smirked at my explosion and walked off. "ARGH!" I said as I stormed off in the opposite direction.

The next day we worked on hand-to-hand combat and while Hiiro and I were sparring another kid walked in. He was wearing baggy pants, a shirt with a high collar and was carrying a large katana. He walked toward us, head bowed slightly so I wasn't able to see his features. He had the cutest little ponytail I had ever seen though!

I walked up to him and stuck out my hand. "Ohayoo! Watashi wa Usagi! Ja anta?"

He looked up and smiled slightly, which turned into a scowl (Twist: hey, it's Veggie-chan's patented scowl! Hikari: U.U;… that's smirk twist, smirk… Twist: really?) "Ore wa Chang Wufei. Why do you ask weak onna?"

I frowned and stuck out my tongue, "Blehh! You're the same as Yuy here! He doesn't say nothin' either. All he says is 'Hnn'. It gets kind of annoying you know!"

Hiiro smirked, "Ore wa Yuy Hiiro," he stuck out his hand and they shook hands.

I scowled. 'Grr. BOYS.' I gave them a rude signal with my hand that I had seen one of the gardeners use on the steward behind his back. Then I turned around and flounced to the kitchen

Hiiro's POV

I scowl. That damned girl is so annoying! I'll admit. She's sorta nice. And kinda pretty. But she won't lemme alone! But maybe, just maybe, she can be my friend! Can I trust her though? She's such a child! How old is she? 5? 6? A whole two years younger than me at least! But she's so innocent. I've never had a friend before! I wonder what it is like.

Wufei's POV

Feh. They're all weak; all of them! I wish I could've stayed with the clan! But I must train and get stronger! Then I will win back my clan and help to fix them! The girl is nice and the boy seems so t- NO! I can't think of such distractions! Chang Wufei doesn't believe in friends!

Author's POV

Contradicting his mental words, a lone tear ran down his cheek.