Disclaimer: This is the only disclaimer I'll do, so, yeah. I don't own Sailor Moon and you know the usual….

Kiaya: I haven't seen the episodes when Mamoru gets possessed, so, don't kill meh if I make a mistake. My friend told me what happened and such.

Chapter 1: Sickness

What the hell is going? Mamoru Chiba tossed around in his bed, as sweat poured down his pale white face. His covers were half on him and the rest of them were hanging off the side of the bed. The moon shone through his window and silhouetted his shirtless upper body.

Dream-

It's happening again…What's going on? Mamoru found himself what you would call invisible as he watched something that happened long ago. He was possessed by Queen Beryl and trying to kill Usagi.

No…U-Usagi…He continued to watch in horror. He tried shutting his eyes but he couldn't block it out. It was always there. Usagi! He tried calling out to her…To himself…But no one could hear him. He felt agonizing pain…and then…nothing. He felt nothing and was brought into total darkness.

End Dream-

He shot up in bed, clasping his chest. The pain was there…Like in his dream. He grunted and took deep, heavy breaths. The pain slowly died away and he let out a sigh of relief. He looked over at his clock and the time was 3:48 AM. He sighed heavily and slowly got out of bed and headed towards the bathroom. He used the wall for support to walk seeing as how he was staggering and shaking.

He walked inside and looked at himself through the mirror. He was as white as a ghost and beads of sweat covered him. He felt like he was burning up and he reached inside a medicine cabinet pulling out the thermometer. He placed the thermometer under his tongue and waited until he heard a beep. I probably just have the flu or something…Nothing big. He paused. Then what was with the dream? I've never had a dream like that before…What does it mean?

Beep! He sighed some and removed the thermometer from his mouth, looking down at it. It read 103 degrees. He groaned and put the thermometer back in the cabinet and leaned against the counter. His whole body felt weak and he slowly slid down and sat on the toilet cover. He wiped the sweat off his brow and leaned over turning the shower on. When the temperature of the water was perfect, he stood up and slipped his pajamas and such off, stepping into the shower.

The cold water struck him by shock, despite him knowing it would be cold. Leaning against the wall of the shower and letting the water drown him, he rested a bit. His body felt somewhat cooler and a bit more energized…But he still felt horrible.

After the shower, he put his pants and stuff back on and walked backed to his bed, collapsing onto it. He looked over at the clock again and it now read 4: 42 AM. He grabbed the covers and pulled them up to his waist as he stared up at the ceiling for a while. He yawned a little and closed his eyes again for some more sleep.

12:28 PM. That same day.

Ring…Ring…Ring…

Mamoru was woken up by the sound of his phone ringing. He groaned and decided to ignore it. But when it kept ringing he rolled over and reached over to his bedside table, grabbing the phone. He held it to the side of his face after pressing the 'talk' button. "Konnichiwa?"

"Konnichiwa, Mamoru-san!" Usagi's bright and bubbly voice came through the receiving end and into Mamoru's ear. It was nice to hear her voice, sure, but did she have to be so loud?

"Konnichiwa, Usagi-chan…" Mamoru greeted again but his voice was weak and hoarse. Very pathetic, to put it bluntly.

Usagi really couldn't tell his voice was so off because she was in such a loud place. She was at the arcade with basically…everyone. To name "everyone" off…Ami, Rei, Makoto, Minako, Motoki, and Unazuki. The arcade was kind of crowded today but luckily they wouldn't be there long. Motoki and Unazuki got the day off and they were all planning on just hanging out for the day. Luckily for Usagi, Chibi-Usa was at a friend's house. "Where are you, Mamoru-san? You were supposed to be here a half an hour ago." Usagi slightly groaned.

Mamoru mentally cursed himself and also groaned. He had completely forgotten about that. Sure, he wouldn't have gone anyway because he's sick but he could've called at least and not waste their half an hour. "I forgot. Gomen, Usagi-chan." He said quietly.

Usagi smiled a bit. It wasn't like Mamoru to forget. It was kinda cute. "It's okay. Just come now, okay?" She said kindly, as if he hadn't been late.

"I can't come up. Gomen. I'm really sick." He said sadly. He didn't want to disappoint her. She had been looking forward to today for a while now and now he wasn't going. He felt even worse now.

"O-Oh…Well, your health is more important so you just rest. I'll come by tonight with suimono and ocha. Ja Ne!" She said and hung up before he could answer. She handed the arcade phone back to Motoki and sighed somewhat, looking at them all. "Mamoru-san is really sick. He won't be coming with us. But I'm visiting him tonight." She told them all.

Their faces fell but Ami spoke up for them since they were silent for a moment. "Well, his health is more important. Give Mamoru-san our regards, Usagi-chan." She said and they all nodded to what Ami says.

"Well, even if Mamoru-san is sick…He'll still want us to have fun! So come on guys!" Makoto exclaimed happily to lift all their spirits and they all smiled back and retreated from to arcade to just go out and have fun. True, it would be fun…But Usagi knew she would have enjoyed it more if Mamoru was there. Though, her friends company was great as well.

Later that afternoon, around 6PM, Usagi departed from them all early and left for the store. Even though all her friends were going to go see a movie, she really wanted to see how Mamoru was doing. She arrived at the store and went to get some ocha and suimono. His favorite kind, too. Chicken. Once she purchased this, she set off to Mamoru's apartment.

Mamoru couldn't sleep and so he sat up somewhat in bed and began to read. After about a chapter or so, the bell rang and Mamoru had a pretty good idea of who it was. He set the book down and slowly got up, staggering to the door. His walking was a bit better, but not much. And his fever hadn't gone down at all. In fact, during one point in the day it had gone up, but it was back down to 103 again, which wasn't good, but better than it being 104.

He was in different pajama pants and he still had no shirt on because that just made him hotter and weaker. He opened the door and gave a slight smile to his girlfriend, future wife, and his one and only true love. She returned the smile but hers was much brighter and happier. She hugged him, not caring if he was sweaty.

"You're burning up, Mamoru-san. Get back in bed. I would've just come in…But my key's back at home," She said since she had a key to his apartment. He obliged and went back to bed, lying down. There was no use arguing or anything with Usagi right now. He was sick and she wasn't being a ditz at all. In fact, she was pretty perfect right now.

Pause.

On second thought, maybe she is still a ditz, he thought as he heard her scream and he silently laughed. He knew she was fine and just knocked something over or something. Nothing big. He looked over at a picture of them together and sighed happily. He really felt like he was the luckiest guy in the world to have her, despite her immature side.

He was right, too, about the scream. It was nothing. She had just knocked over some water and was now cleaning it up. After this was over with, she got some more water and began to boil it. It didn't take long since Mamoru's stove was a good one. She put in the noodles and stirred them a bit before boiling a kettle full of water for the tea. She made the tea and let it set while she poured some of the soup in a bowl and turned off that part of the stove.

Letting that cool down, she poured the tea and turned off the stove completely. She grabbed the bowl and cup and walked into Mamoru's room, setting them both down as she took a seat on his bed beside him. He was propped up by a pillow and smiling a little down at her. "Arigatou, Usagi-chan." He told her and picked up his tea taking a small sip from it. "It's good. I'll bet the suimono is just as good."

She smiled even more towards him and nodded a bit. "Doo itashimashite." She said to him and crossed her legs on the bed, sitting Indian style. "How do you feel, Mamoru-san?" She asled caringly and curiously.

"Well, better now that you're her. But, over all, not too good. I'm not really sure what happened but I just got sick last night. I'll be fine, though," he said and took a small bite of his suimono. He was right; it was good.

She looked at him sort of worriedly, "Maybe you should see a doctor tomorrow," she suggested and placed a hand on his thigh through the thin sheets which were the only type of warmth covering him besides his pants.

He shook his head to her and sighed a little. "No, I'll be fine. It's probably just the flu or something," he said and smiled to prove he was fine, which he wasn't. He didn't know what was really going on and that it would get much, much worse.

She shrugged. "Okay. If you say so, Mamoru-san…" she trailed off and watched him.

"I do say so, koishii," he said lovingly and set down his suimono as he pulled her into a hug. She didn't mind that he was sweating; she was just glad she was able to help. She hugged him back and nuzzled his chest some, closing her eyes. He wouldn't tell her about his flashbacks and nightmares just yet. It probably meant nothing, anyway…

Meanwhile…

Rei was chanting sutras and meditating in front of the fire this very same night and she saw some pretty upsetting things in her premonitions. Despair. Death. Pain. Sadness. She set down her sutras after coming back to her normal state and relaxed her body, sighing heavily. Was there any chance of revival? She stared at the fire sadly.

Just at that moment, Yuuichirou walked by and glanced in through the cracks in the doors. He saw she looked upset and slowly opened the doors, making her jump and spin around to see who it was.

"It's alright; it's only me…" he said softly and sat beside her, watching her. "Are you having bad premonitions again?" he asked curiously.

She nodded to him and swallowed hard. None of her premonitions had ever affected her this much. What was going?

End Chapter One

Kiaya: Well, I hope you liked chapter one. It's going to get much more interesting later on. I promise! Please review!