[Authors Note: Thank you everyone for being supportive of my decision. It really means a lot. I honestly
didn't realize how many people actually enjoyed this story. Anyway, with that being said, here is the new
or rather edited with extra fluff, chapter one. Enjoy.]

Chapter One- Falling

Chibiusa stirred uncomfortable in her bed. She felt paralyzed as she fell into a black hole. She mentally told
her mind to reach for something, to do something, but her brain would not send the signal to her arms.
Tears brimmed her eyes, where was her mom? Why wasn't she protecting her? Was their world under attack,
and she had not known? Maybe the King and Queen from Eidorian had returned to seek revenge on them? But
for what? Hadn't they been the ones to tear her father apart from her and her mother?

Her mother's voice interrupted her torturous thoughts, "Be safe my precious daughter... You are my life. You are
my everything."

Chibiusa hit something soft. She gasped, as she realized she was not dead. Her eyes remained sealed shut, but
tears shed from them. She dared herself to open her eyes, knowing that the nightmare was over, but couldn't find
it in herself to do so. She wanted to run to her mom's room, but couldn't find the courage to do so. She had only
just turned thirteen, and still needed her mom. She feared that something would grab her from underneath her
bed, just as something had grabbed her when she was eight-years-old. She shook off the terrible memories. She
reached down to pull her blankets up. She gasped, realizing they were not hers.

She sat up alarmed, cowering, believing she had been taken hostage. She looked around the room, but all she
could see through her blurry eyes was darkness. "Oh please no, this can't be happening." she whispered.

It took her eyes a few seconds to adjust to the darkness of the room, she could make out small things. There
was a dresser and a lamp on it. Not far from that there was a closed door, Chibiusa's heart sank a little, but
she noticed a small light shinning from somewhere. She brought her attention to it and realized there was
another door and it was cracked open. She dared herself to run out, to be free from this place, but something
was oddly familiar about it.

"Come on Chibiusa, you can do it. Nariko's not even afraid of the dark." she belittled herself. Nariko was the
seven-year-old daughter of Makoto Kino. She was the most hyper child of all the parents, and the one who
slept very little. She was not afraid of the dark, and was probably the only child that was fearless. How the auburn
haired child managed to come out of everything she had been through when she was smaller Chibiusa didn't know.

Chibiusa built up the courage. "On the count of three." she whispered. "One. Two." she slowed down, her heart
was racing, her palms were sweaty. She jumped up, "Three!" and ran toward the door she flung it open and went
to run from the place and get somewhere safe, but she quickly realized there was no floor under her. She tumbled
down a flight of stairs, grumbling when she finally reached the bottom. She heard someone yawn loudly. Heavy
footsteps were coming from a nearby room. Chibiusa clutched onto her broach. She stood up, grabbing onto the
railing of the stairs. Her head was throbbing, and she had a few cuts and soon to be bruises, but nothing was
broken. She could take on this kidnapper and show them who was boss.

A blonde haired, young woman appeared in the hall. She rubbed her eyes sleepily, yawning big. She finally
looked at Chibiusa. She gave a startling scream, "Who are you? Why are you in my house?" she went to reach for
her broach, but realized it was still lying on her nightstand by her bed.

Chibiusa's eyes widened in realization, "Usagi? Is that really you?"

"How do you know my name?" She demanded. "Lunaaa!"

"What is it this time?" the cat said coming out of her bedroom. "You know ever since your mom went to vacation,
you've woken me up every single night. Honestly, are you sure you just turned twenty?"

"There's an intruder." Usagi said, pointing to the pink haired girl.

Luna looked at Chibiusa and rolled her eyes, "That's just-" she did a double-take. "Chibiusa! Wow, you've gotten
so big since the last time I seen you. You must be like twelve now?"

"Close." Chibiusa giggled. "I just turned thirteen."

"Chibiusa..." Usagi said. She was both shocked and a little bit upset. "I had plans to spend my summer vacation
with Mamoru and the posse. Everyone's getting back in town from college."

Chibiusa growled, "I was perfectly happy with being in my own bed. And with my parents and friends.I had plans
of my own too. Don't think I come here just to ruin your time. I couldn't imagine if you showed up in the future.
You'd totally ruin everything if you did."

"Me? Show up in your time?" Usagi shrieked. "Don't be ridiculous!-wait, that could be interesting. Then I could
meet myself, and the girls. I'd be able to see what the future would be like."

"You'd only ruin it." Chibiusa snapped. She turned on her heals to go back upstairs, "And to think I was
just about to give you a compliment about seeming mature."

"Pipsqueak!" Usagi yelled out. "Go back to bed. We'll deal with you in the morning."

Chibiusa's hand squeezed the railing, as she fought back tears. Right before she had hit the bed she had heard her
mother's voice. Why had she sent her here? She knew she should have been paying attention to the meeting that
was going on, but her mind had been so far from it. Today was her father's disappearance anniversary. Why they
called it an anniversary she didn't know. There was nothing worth celebrating.

"Usagi." Another figure came out of a different bedroom. "What's with all the yelling?" he spotted Chibiusa
standing there, their eyes interlocked. Chibiusa felt that someone had taken ahold of her heart and was choking it.
She turned away and ran up the stairs, slamming the door, she threw herself onto the bed. She buried her face into
the pillow and cried. This was torture. Seeing Mamoru, seeing Mamoru alive, and well, was pure torture especially
when in her time he was no longer there. Whether he was alive or dead, she did not know.

Usagi leaned into Mamoru's chest, feeling a little bit exhausted by all that had just happened. She could feel
something was wrong with Chibiusa, but she didn't know what. Had she made Chibiusa angry by her rude comment?
She hadn't even asked Chibiusa how she was, or why she was even here. Usagi looked down at the ground, she
was supposed to be her mother in the future, yet she acted anything but motherly when Chibiusa came to visit her.

"I guess we better get some sleep." Luna spoke up. "We can figure out this tomorrow morning. Maybe the tensions
will have died down by then."

Usagi nodded, she bent down and picked up Luna bringing her to her chest she snuggled her. Mamoru kissed Usagi
on her forehead, and went back into the guest room.

Makoto and Nariko

Makoto Kino was taking a midnight shower, as she had been unable to sleep. She had never imagined herself with
insomnia, but she had a bad case of it since starting college. She hoped that with summer finally arriving that she
would be able to sleep better.

She pulled a towel over her wet body, and went out of the bathroom and toward her linen area. She passed by the
living room catching a glimpse of something lying on the couch. She continued on her way thinking very little of it.
She reached into the dryer to pull out her clothes when something taped her on the shoulder. Extremely alarmed,
she went into combat mode, but no one was there.

"Oh Makoto, you need to get some sleep." she groaned. She quickly put her clothes on, and dropped the towel to
the floor. She went to her bedroom to find that the light had been turned on. She shut it off and then back on again.
She let out a blood curdling scream, and fell backwards onto the floor.

"What? How? Where? When?" Makoto couldn't talk anymore. She stared up at the auburn haired girl, who was
peering down at her very curiously. "You're seeing things now Makoto." she smacked her own cheeks, trying to
get the image of the little girl out of her head. She closed her eyes and when she reopened them the image was
gone. "Oh thank-" the girl appeared back over her.

"Are you real?" Makoto asked and reached up to poke the little girl. Her finger did not go through her leg, and
Makoto had to come to the realization that she was not here due to lack of sleep. Makoto sat up and the little girl
stepped back a little frightened. "Do you have a name?"

She shook her head and took a few more steps back. Makoto remained sitting on the ground. "Do you know
me?" Makoto knew it was an odd question, but with all that she had encountered over the years she had to ask
this question. Though she was a hundred percent certain that she had never seen this little girl in her life.

The little girl nodded shyly. "Well, are you hungry?" Makoto asked. She knew the quickest way to get people to
open up to her was by her cooking. The little girl nodded. "Alright, well, let's see what do you like?"

She shook her head and backed up once more. Makoto stood up slowly, "How about I make something, and
you can sit in the living room?"

The auburn haired girl nodded, and moved toward the living room. Makoto sighed a sigh of relief. She had no idea
where the child had come from or why she had come to her, but she guessed she really did know her some how.
Makoto felt a strong connection between her and the little girl. She brought herself into the kitchen and took out
a few ingredients to make something quick and easy. She could easily see the little girl sitting in the living room.
She was nervously kicking her feet and looked down.

Makoto thought about calling one of the other's but she didn't want to frighten the girl with visitors. She started
to prepare the ingredients, mixing them all into one bowl. When she looked up to check on her mysterious visitor
she was gone. Makoto gulped.

"Little girl?" she called, but there was no answer. She looked down at the batter and frowned. Shrugging, she
thought she might as well finish making it. She picked it up to take it to the counter near the stove, when she
spotted the little girl sitting at the table. Makoto threw threw the bowl up into the air, and it came crashing back onto
her head.

The silent one started giggling uncontrollably. Makoto took the bowl off her head and licked the batter off her hand,
"Funny, huh?"

She nodded.

"Well, will you tell me your name now?" Makoto insisted.

"Nariko…" she said shyly, putting her hands in her mouth. And that was the only question the girl answered that night.
Makoto was finally able to finish making some blueberry muffins and then she made her a bed on the living room floor.
Little did she know she would be up in a couple of hours.

Rei and Inari

Rei was sleeping peacefully in her own bed when her hand collided with another figure. The first thought that ran through
her head was Yuuchiro. She grabbed onto his arm, and gave it hard squeeze, "What have I told you about-"

"OWIE!" a small little girl cried out. Tears immediately filling her eyes. Rei turned on the light and looked at the
little girls arm, horrified that it was turning red. She hoped it wouldn't bruise.

She tried to find words to comfort the little girl, but the only thing that came out her mouth was a demand for her to tell
her how she had gotten inside the temple and who she was exactly.

The little girl stood up in the bed, putting her hands on her hips, "I'm not telling you anything. You're a meanie!" She jumped
down off the bed and went out of Rei's bedroom. She turned around and stuck her tongue out, "Meanie!"

"What a temper," Rei groaned. She thought about following after the child, but decided to let the both of them calm down.
The girls red hair matched her fiery temper. Of course, Rei had to admit that she might have a temper if someone squeezed her
arm like she had and then did not apologize right after. Rei rationalized with herself that she also had the right to do it, as seeing
the little girl was trespassing.

After a good twenty minutes Rei went to find the little girl. She discovered her to be in the fire room. Her eyes grew with
anger, "What are you doing in here?"

"Looking." she replied, her eyes in awe of the flames. Rei was about to tell her to get out, when she spoke up, "It's just like the
one at home. My mama spent hours in front of it, trying to get a vision from the fire."

That struck a chord with Rei. "Not many people do fire readings."

"My mamma does."

"What's your mom's name?" Rei asked. "And why aren't you with her?"

The little girl put her hands on her hips again, "None of your business lady!"

"It is too my business! You're in my house!" Rei pointed out. "Your name?"

She wrinkled up her nose, "You should know lady."

"You're a very rude child." Rei said.

"You were rude first," she replied, pointing to her arm that had a yellowish tint.

Rei looked down, "I'm sorry."

"That's a start."

Rei bit her tongue hard. She was ready to ring the little girl's neck. Now she knew how Usagi felt whenever Chibiusa
dropped in for an unexpected visit. "You should really get some sleep. We'll go find your mom first thing in the morning."

The little girl smiled mischievously, "Okay. And my name is Inari!"

"Well, since you found yourself in here, Inari, I'm sure you can find a place to sleep other than my bed."

Inari glared at Rei, "Fine! My momma is so much nicer than you are."

Rei grumbled to herself and went back to her bedroom. She would take care of the little girl first thing in the morning.
There was no way she was going to be staying at her house. She wondered if the little girl's parents were worried about
her. Perhaps she was a runaway? She grumbled, as she pulled back the covers. Her instincts told her this girl wasn't even
from this time. Rei snuggled back down into her warm bed, and was just about to drift back to sleep when her light came on.

"What the-" she sat up, frustration growing inside of her. "What do you want now?"

"I'm thirsty." Inari replied.

"Why?" Rei asked.

"Well, Maemi's brother, Kazuki, says it has something to do with-"

"I don't need an explanation as to why your thirsty. I know how the body works." Rei said, getting up.

Inari stuck her bottom lip out, holding onto an old stuffed animal of Rei's. "You asked."

Rei stopped in her tracks when she saw the ragged penguin, "Where'd you find that?"

"In another room." Inari replied.

Rei snatched it away from Inari. "You can't just go taking things from people. This has sentimental value to me." She got
Inari a glass of water and sent her back to bed. Fifteen minutes later, Inari was turning Rei's light on again.

"What?" Rei growled.

"Where's the bathroom?" Inari questioned in a soft voice. Rei got up, and took Inari to the bathroom. This time when she
put her to bed, she demanded the little girl to stay in bed. Inari laid on the couch for some time before she finally got up
and went into Rei's room for the third time. Her hand went to turn on the light, but Rei stopped her.

"Don't you dare touch that light." she said through her gritted teeth.

Inari peered over Rei who was fighting the urge to scream. "Yes?"

"I'm scared. Can I sleep with you?" Inari asked.

Rei just wanted to sleep. Sighing, she agreed to let Inari sleep with her. The child was out quickly. Rei sighed,
"That was all it took." Rolling her eyes, she turned to her side and shut her eyes.

Ami and Maemi

Maemi wandered through the small apartment. She wondered where her friends had gone and why she ended up
on the floor of some strange apartment. Other than the dishwasher running there were no other noises. She
caught the clock on the stove. It was nearly three in the morning.

"Either this is a really weird dream or I slept walk again." she sighed. She had never seen this in the palace before.
She spotted a light coming out of a room down the hall. She decided to follow it, hoping that there would be some
form of a living creature there. The door was cracked open just a bit. She pushed it open, startling the young woman
sitting in the chair.

"Mom?" Maemi said with a puzzled expression.

"What?" Ami asked back. "Where did you come from?"

Maemi's face turned red, "Oh, I'm sorry. You looked like someone I know."

Ami knew this didn't make sense logically, but chose not to question it. "How'd you get inside?"

"I assume I slept walk. I have a bad habit of doing that." Maemi explained. "I should probably get back home."

"Why don't you stay here? It's dark outside. You can leave in the morning." Ami suggested, her door had been locked
since she had brought in the groceries at five.

Maemi didn't want to intrude on the young lady's studying, but she also didn't know how far she had slept traveled.
She tilted her head, "If you don't mind."

"I insist." Ami explained.

"Thank you, you're very kind." Maemi said.

Ami nodded, and got up to get the young girl some covers. Maemi wondered if the cold medicine her mother had given
her right before bed had caused her to see this woman almost as an exact replica of her own mother. It was insane that
she was so much like her own mother in looks and personality.

"What are you studying to become?" Maemi asked very curiously.

"To become a doctor," Ami explained. Maemi froze, as Ami went to go make a bed in the living room.

"She's just like my mom. Maybe a clone?" Maemi thought quietly to herself. She walked into the kitchen, "Do you have
any children?" the question slipped out of her mouth.

Ami turned slightly pink, "I just turned 21 this September. Children are quite out of the question."

Maemi frowned.

"What does your mother do for a living?" Ami asked.

Maemi blushed, it was so weird that this woman and her mother had the same career path. She was afraid to tell her that
her mom was a doctor. She laughed and said, "Oh, she's just a stay at home mom. My twin brother's are such a handful
at times."

"Twin brothers?" Ami's eyes widened in surprise. "Twins aren't very common."

Maemi shrugged, "Guess my mom was the lucky one."

"It must've been a painful experience." Ami said.

"Oh, it still is painful, even when they're twelve" Maemi laughed. "Thank you for the place to sleep."

"No problem." Ami said. "We'll find out where your parents are tomorrow."

Maemi nodded in agreement. "Maybe my mom has a twin sister." she thought to herself. Ami was just about to turn
out the light when she realized she had never asked the little girl her name. She turned back to her to see her studying her.

"I forgot to ask you what your name is." Ami said, nervously. Was she a frightened child or an enemy? They hadn't faced
an enemy since the battle with Chaos.

"Maemi." she replied.

"That's a very pretty name." Ami said. "Mine is Ami. Ami Mizuno."

Maemi stared at her in shock. This made absolutely no sense. She laid her head down on the pillow, and tried to figure out
what this meant. Ami went back to her room to study. She pulled out her mini computer and searched for a Maemi. Several
faces popped up, but there was none of that little girl in her living room. She waited for Maemi to go to sleep, when she finally
felt as though she were asleep she snuck out and pulled up her computer. She did a scan of the child.

"NOT A THREAT" were the only words that came up on the screen. She went back into her study room. She did a scan on
herself. It gave her basic information, her name, where she was born, and that she, too, was not a threat. Ami sighed, what did
it mean. She wasn't a threat, yet, it was like the child didn't exist. The sun was slowly beginning to rise. Ami pulled away from
her studies and went into her bedroom. She needed to get some sleep.

Minako and Sakura

Sakura kept herself occupied by looking in one of the blonde haired girl's scrapbooks. She had awoken up from a frightful
nightmare and had ended up in a strange apartment. It seemed to be vacant at the moment, but that didn't stop Sakura
from making herself feel right at home. She wondered where the woman who owned it was. She laid on her back, the
book above her face. She kept giggling at each new picture she saw. "These teenagers look so much like the people we
know at the palace." she said to no one in particular. "I wonder if this apartment has food. I'm starved."

She put the book down and found her way to the kitchen. She opened the fridge to find absolutely nothing in it.
"What gives?" Sakura grumbled, and proceeded to the pantry. Once again nothing was in the pantry. "Great, the person that
lives in this apartment is dead!"

She heard the door open. She ducked under the table and hid. In the back of her mind she was hoping it was the owner
with some food. She knew she should've eaten dinner before she had gone to bed.

"Hello?" a female voice spoke.

"Hi!" Sakura called back, recognizing the voice. Though, it sounded a little bit younger.

"Who is in my house?" Minako cried.

"Just me! Did you bring food?" Sakura crawled out from underneath the table and into view of the woman. "Whoa! You do
look like my mom! Are you my mom?"

"No way, I didn't give birth to anyone!" Minako screeched.

"Minako! Minako! Minako!" Sakura giggled, jumping up and waving her arms in the air.

"That's not my name!" Minako said, startled that the little girl knew her name. "What's your name?"

"You don't remember, mom? You named me! Shame on you!" Sakura shook her head. "So, did you bring any food? And
when did we move?"

"I…don't have a daughter…" Minako explained very exhaustedly.

Sakura looked at the woman very confused, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm positive. No baby. Now, if you don't mind, you've come at a really bad time," Minako explained.

"You're telling me, there's no food in your…" she dropped the subject altogether when she noticed the young lady
trudging through her house. "Did someone die?"

"My heart was recently crushed, but you're too young to understand that," Minako explained. "Now, I'm going to get some
sleep, please do not pester me anymore with this nonsense of a kid."

Sakura sat on the couch very puzzled by all this. She was almost certain the woman was her mother. She had to be, but
she didn't have any recollections of her. Sakura had to admit, she did look a bit younger than what she did at the palace.
She snapped her finger, and pounded her hand into her fist, "I got it! This has to be the past!"