Hey everyone

Hey everyone! Well, here's my first real attempt at a multi-chapter story. I'm in college now, so hopefully I can actually stick to this one. I hope you all give me lots of feedback to help this story keep going and not fall to the waste-side like so many others in my laptop. Eyes the overfull 'story' file on her desktop, shuddering at the unnatural sounds emitting from it Well, hope you all enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon.

Too Late To Say Sorry

Chapter 1

Usagi yawned loudly as she woke from her peaceful slumber. Stretching, she rolled over onto her back and gazed blankly at the ceiling, her mind not yet functioning. "Nn.. to early to be up.." She muttered. The sun was just barely up and the sky outside her window was still painted the half black-half pink of early morning.

Sitting up, she slung her legs over the side of her bed, her long pink nightdress bunching up around her as she used her arms to lift herself into the wheelchair beside her bed. Once she was settled, she wheeled herself to the vanity and let her hair down from its braid.

Picking up her brush, she ran it through her hair as she let her mind wander to the past as she often did.

Sailor Moon dodged the long tongue of the toad-like creature as she tried to get an opening to attack. She had been battling the youma for the past 30 minutes and had yet to figure out how to destroy it. Every time she tried an energy attack, the thick coat of slime covering its body would absorb the attack, and she had lost her tiara the same way 3 minutes into the battle.

Just as the youma readied for another tongue attack, Sailor Moon's communicator went off, momentarily distracting her. The youma took advantage of the distraction and shot out its tongue, bashing her leg under her. She winced as she fell with a loud 'crack', her leg snapping under her. Ignoring the pain for the moment, she got back up, bracing herself against a tree. The toad faced her and took it's time aiming, smug in its seeming victory.

Suddenly, something clicked, and she knew what to do. Sailor moon brought out her scepter and readied herself for one final attack. As the toad opened it's mouth, she quickly screamed "Sailor Moon Heart Attack" and sent a blast of energy into the toads mouth.

The toad let out a loud croak as it disintegrated. Sailor Moon collapsed in pain, tears welling in her eyes. The bottom part of her leg was snapped clear in half from the force of the hit. She knew she needed to get to a hospital soon. Just then, her communicator went off again. She picked it up and turned it on.

"About time, Odango Atama!" yelled Sailor Mars. "I've been calling for the past 20 minutes. Get your lazy ass out of the fridge and down to the temple! We have a youma!" and the screen went black before Sailor Moon could respond. Picking herself up, she summoned all of her energy and made her way as fast as she could to the shrine.

Usagi snapped out of her daze as her door opened. A beautiful young woman with long blue hair entered the room. She walked over to Usagi's wheelchair and stood behind her, meeting Usagi's gaze in the mirror. "Ohayo gozaimasu, Usagi-chan. How are you this morning?" She asked, smiling at Usagi.

Usagi gave the woman a small smile back. "Good morning, Michi-chan. I'm doing well." She said. Meeting the woman's azure gaze in the mirror, she handed the brush back to her and Michiru started brushing Usagi's long, golden locks.

Usagi closed her eyes and sighed in content, enjoying the feeling of having her hair brushed. Her mind drifted back to her previous thoughts. When she had arrived, the girls were battling two youma, and the girls were in much worse shape than the youma. Mercury was sitting on the ground typing with one hand, her computer on the ground. Her other arm hung limply, obviously broken. Venus had been lying unconscious with her back against a tree. Mars and Jupiter were still fighting, but they seemed to be weakening fast. All four girls had been covered in dirt and blood, scratches and scrapes covering their bodies. Usagi had known that they'd all be a long time recovering.

"Usa-chan" Michiru said quietly as she finished brushing out Usagi's hair. Usagi gave a start and looked up at the other woman. "Yes Michi-chan?" she asked.

Michiru walked around to Usagi's side and kneeled by her, putting one hand on the arm of the wheelchair. "Are you sure you're up to this? Ruka, Sets, Taru, and I will understand completely if you decide to sit this one out." She said, her eyes searching that of her Hime's. Usagi smiled and gave a small laugh.

"Michi, it's been seven years. I'm 23 years old, a far cry from the whiney teenager I used to be. I know you've all been looking forward to this trip, and to tell you the truth, so have I." She said, smiling. "We've been here in California for so long, I've almost forgotten what a true onigiri tastes like, and I miss my Okaasan and my Otoosan. I'm ready to go home." She said, smiling.

Michiru smiled at her hime and gave her a hug before standing behind her once more and finishing putting up her hair. "Well Usa-hime, I must say, you look more beautiful every day that passes. Now, let's finished getting you dressed so we can get to the airport." She said, wheeling the other woman to the closet.

Usagi merely sat back and relaxed. Normally she would insist on doing things like this herself, but she new that the Senshi of the Sea needed to get her mind off of her nervousness, so she just enjoyed being pampered.

As she was being dressed, she thought to herself, 'Well girls, it's been a long time. I wonder how you'll react when you see me, the real me you didn't let yourselves realize existed. I wonder how you'll react when you realize it's too late to say you're sorry?'

Well, there's the first chapter. What do you think? I know it doesn't say much, but more will be revealed soon. - Caio.