Author's Notes: Hello, all!! This is a new story my friend and co-author Aira came up with. This story is a result of a plot that the two of us ran away with. XD

This is merely a teaser. The story will be quite long, and will involve majority of the characters from Sailor Moon.

Please enjoy…

Warning: This story contains heterosexual and homosexual relationships (both yaoi and a liiiiittle bit of yuri)

Co-authored with Aira. account name: (miraiaira)

Chain reaction according to –

1. A series of events in which each induces or influences the next.

2. Physics. A multistage nuclear reaction, especially a self-sustaining series of fissions in which the release of neutrons from the splitting of one atom leads to the splitting of others.

3. Chemistry. A series of reactions in which one product of a reacting set is a reactant in the following set.

A circle is infinite, display of perfection. The line flows and meets, never ending, always turning. However, a simple change in the circle, a diversion of path, can end that cycle. It will send it spiraling, away and away from its infinite perfection... and stagnation. To change…

Tiger's Eye squeaked as he felt a sharp pain against his rear end. The pain soon eased away into a warmth – a warmth in the shape of a hand.

"Can I help you, sir?" Tiger's Eye questioned, craning his head back face the man behind him. A smile parted his lips, however his teeth were bared.

The man that currently had a hold on the offended blonde's rear smirked. "I'd like a piece of this." Tiger's Eye stiffened when the man squeezed. "To go."

Scoffing, Tiger's Eye shook the man off and continued his high-heeled saunter down the narrow isle. He weaved between tables, chairs, people's legs sticking out, and spilt beverages. Letting out an exasperated sigh, the blonde collapsed onto a stool at the bar. He threw down his now empty serving tray.

"By the look on your face, I'll venture that the man at table seven groped you again."

A small smile played on Tiger's Eye's lips – this time no teeth were bared. His eyes slid to the left to land on his life-time cohort in previous-crime.

"Hi, Hawk's Eye." The cross-dressing blonde stretched. "Yeah, he's got quite the grip on him," he finished, answering the other man's question.

Blowing a stray strand of pink hair out from his face, Hawk's Eye took a seat next to his friend. "No worries, pal. Go get yourself out of your uniform. You're shift is over."

Tiger's Eye smiled at his life saver. "Thanks. I'll get up in a minute."

The pink-coiffed man grinned sideways. "Sure is peaceful now, huh?"

Tiger's Eye pouted somewhat. "If you call being groped 'peaceful', then sure."

"Hey, you're the one who suggested we work in a gay bar." Hawk's Eye crossed a cleanly shaven leg. "And a cross-dressing one, at that."

"We cross-dress anyway," Hawk's Eye retorted.

The two smiled, staying that way for a while. Sure, the dingy, smoke laden atmosphere of the bar wasn't the most pleasant thing in the world, but it made them happy. The dim lights eased them. The quite chatter numbed them. The smell of tobacco satisfied them. The Amazon Trio had been through a lot, but they could finally sit back and relax.

"You know…" Hawk's Eye began at length. He was glad there were only a few customers tonight – it gave the two a minute to talk. "It's kind of nice just being able to live. I feel so… human."

Tiger's Eye smiled lazily. "Honestly, getting my ass kneaded by perverted old men is actually better then sucking away souls from innocents and searching for some dumb princess."

Hawk's Eye chuckled. After a moment he stood and patted his friend on the head. "Go home and get some rest. After all we've been through we need to get as much down time as possible."

Nodding, the blonde stood.

"See you at home," Tiger's Eye replied over his shoulder as he walked away.

Hawk's Eye smiled. "See you at home."