"Mi... na... ko..."

It echoed in my mind. I didn't know how I should've reacted, but I was tired of holding it all in. She was gone. I have never cried so much in all my life. Not until this very day. Because there was no way of fixing this. No way of turning back time to make her stay. It was over. Now, here I am, holding the note in my trembling hands, crying. Every time I would finally breathe and calm down, I would gaze at the note absentmindedly, and once again, starting the pattern over again. I cried. I was tired of this. Usagi, Ami, and Makoto were tired of this. I was a strong person and I never like to show my emotion. But this was just too unbearable to hold in. An hour had flown by, and I was still staring at the note, biting my thumb nail. Usagi glanced over at me.

"Rei-chan...?" her voice was still shaking. "We... we better head home... It's late..."

Looking over at Ami and Makoto for help, she bit her bottom lip and continued:

"You... you should go home, too..."

Still staring down at the note, I sat motionless.

Standing up, Usagi placed her hand on my shoulder. "It's going to be okay, Rei-chan."

Ami and Makoto stood up as well, heading over to me and giving me a small hug before heading out the door.

I was alone.

Finally looking up from the note, I wiped eyes, which were still filled with hot tears. Biting my bottom lip in irritation, I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples. I needed to calm down. Somehow... I just needed calm down. But who was there to help me?

I was alone.

Frowning and placing my chin on my hand with my elbow resting on the table, I looked back down at the note. Seeing Minako's sloppy katakana and hiragana writing made me smirk. But knowing that I would never see the untidy writing anymore made my half smile turn into a frown.

"She's... really not coming back, is she...?" I asked.

Realizing that I was clenching my hands, I slowly opened my fists, revealing some nail marks as a bonus. Scowling, I found myself crying once again. Clasping my hand on my forehead, I tried to control the emotion for the third or possibly fourth time. I lost count at this point, also because of the fact that my brain was extremely fuzzy. Breathing in and out, I placed my head gently on the table, crying myself to sleep, dreaming that this was all just a dream... a fantasy. Dreaming that it all wasn't happening, and that she was still alive and everything was okay. Dreaming it was all back to normal.

For I was here without her, and I truly missed her.

Yes, I truly missed her.

"A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same
But all the miles that separate
Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me."

A/N: Hope you liked! Song: "Here Without You" by Three Doors Down. I DO NOT OWN SAILOR MOON/PGSM