Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, or any of the characters. Don't sue me – I has no money.

Also: I haven't written fanfiction in a very long time. So please don't attack me and threaten to murder me, 'kay? This will be slightly AU – okay, very AU. Hope you enjoy!

This could not be happening.

Usagi stood in the parking lot of the church, her feet literally frozen to the ground. Her body was numb and unmoving, despite her brain's desperate pleas for her to turn around and run back to the car. She inhaled deeply, and exhaled slowly, hoping that the breathing technique would somehow calm her nerves. She closed her big blue eyes and lifted her head to the skies. It was night out. A perfect setting for this moment. Sure, she would run into old classmates and the sort, and everyone would gush over each other and talk about "catching up" and how this was a "horrible way for a reunion". And Usagi didn't want to hear any of it. She stared up at the moon and tried to recall Naru's vibrant smile, and found that she couldn't even do that at the moment.

Nothing came to her mind, except the soul-crushing agony that attacked her body.

It had been a week ago when she got the news. The memory of that morning would be forever etched in her memory. And no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't push the memory out of her head. It kept playing over and over like a DVD that stuck continuously on "play".

Usagi was busy in her kitchen preparing coffee and breakfast for her little family. Chibi-Usa squealed in delight whenever her little kitten, Diana, would bounce around chasing after one of her toddler's toys. Mamoru laughed at kept the child's attention so Usagi could peacefully do her morning routine. She glanced at the window and smiled. It was a bright sunny day – and Usagi loved these kinds of days. It meant that they could take Chibi-Usa to the playground and let her burn off the ungodly amount of energy the little one had. Not only would she love playing, but Usagi was going to pack a picnic for the three of them to enjoy for lunch. And then they would bring a loaf of bread with them to go to the pond to feed the ducks, and Chibi-Usa absolutely loved watching the ducks waddle around. Until one of them got too close, of course, and then she would run behind her father's legs and cry until it went away.

Yep, today was going to be a good day.

The sound of Usagi's phone ringing brought her attention away from the window, and she pushed her hair away from her ear to listen to whoever was on the other side.

"Hello?"

Not many parts of the conversation stuck in her head. All she could catch was "Naru" and "car accident" and "I'll call with the arrangements". Usagi stared out into space after the other side of the call went dead, keeping the phone to her ear. The sounds of her daughter's laughter seemed to slink back further and further away, and all she could hear were the muted sounds of Mamoru asking what was going on. Her heart thudded heavily in her chest, and it was suddenly getting hard to breathe. With her hands shaking, she grabbed the sides of the kitchen counter, letting the phone fall to the floor. Her entire body was shaking – tears falling down the sides of her face.

"Mamo-chan…. Oh my God, Mamo-chan, Naru's dead…" Usagi managed to squeak the last two words out, and finally giving into the pain that was radiating through her, her knees buckled and she collapsed against Mamoru's chest, sobbing hard as her heart shattered into a thousand pieces.

"Usako?" Mamoru whispered as he walked up beside her, placing a hand gently around her waist.

Usagi opened her eyes, her face contorting with pain, and her blue orbs filling up with tears. "I… I can't do this, I can't. I can't see her…" she swallowed painfully, swiping at her eyes angrily.

Mamoru didn't say anything. There was nothing he could say. He knew nothing in this world could make her feel any better, and it was killing him. He hated to see her so upset, so broken… but nothing would make this pain any better. Instead, he tightened his arm around her, and led her inside of the church.

Usagi stood at the coffin and placed a hand over her mouth. Tears started falling again, and she was struggling to catch her breath. In her heart, she had secretly hoped that this was some sort of a sick twisted joke, but it wasn't. It was true. Naru really was dead. And there was nothing in this world that could ever bring her dear friend back. With a shaking hand, she reached out and ran her fingers through her soft red hair, and lightly brushed her cheek with the back of her fingers.

"She's so cold…" she whispered, and inhaled a shaky breath. "It's not right. Naru's not supposed to be cold, she was always so full of love, and life…" She closed her eyes tightly and opened them again, looking at her friend once more.

Her hair had been styled as normal. She was in a very lovely white and pink dress, with a scarf wrapped around her neck. White gloves with pink floral print covered her hands, and a single rose was placed in between her fingers. To anyone else, they may think she looked peaceful, like the dead usually do. But Usagi knew better. This looked nothing like her Naru.

The reason for the scarf is because her neck had been broken when her air bag released. No one wanted to see the deep bruises all around it. Her chin looked like it was resting directly on her chest – again, thanks to her neck being broken. Her hands were elevated above her body, not resting peacefully against her. Her hands had been severely crushed from gripping the steering wheel. They, too, were severely bruised. And that is why her parents chose to put the gloves on. Moving to her face, Usagi's heart broke. Naruo wore very minimal make up, but the mortician decided that she needed a horrible shade of bright red lipstick on her lips, due to the fact that she bit off most of her bottom lip in the impact. At least they could have drawn her lips on to make them look more natural.

Usagi couldn't take it anymore.

"I can't do this, I'm sorry, I can't—" Usagi said and quickly turned away, making her way back outside. Once at the car, she ripped the door open and slammed it shut, sobbing harshly into her arms. This wasn't fair. Her best friend – a person who was like her sister – was gone, and she was never coming back. And she was angry.

She was angry that her friend wasn't coming back, but she was more angry with the person who ran her off the road. The person said it was an accident, that he didn't see her. But the wreck was also at night, so how could a person not see headlights?! It didn't make any sense, and the more sense she tried to make of it, the more insane she went because there was no way to make sense of it!

Usagi had been told that she died quickly – after all, when the air bag deployed not only was her neck broken, but the impact crushed her ribs. Not only that, but the main artery to her brain had been severed, so she never "felt any pain". And Usagi tried to find comfort in that, but she couldn't! Because of the simple fact that the other person hit her, it sent her car flying across the lane and into oncoming traffic, where she slammed head on into another car. She had to be scared. Usagi remembered Naru being afraid to drive at first, but eventually loved the freedom.

She screamed and slammed her fists onto the dashboard, hoping that she could physically release some of the agony taking over her at the moment.

Tbc…

Thank you for reading this, and I hope you stay tuned for the next chapter!