Prologue
It always seems that the monsters appear just when I'm about to go to sleep. It's logical, because everyone else is asleep by then, and they can attack with little resistance. Well, from the normal people, of course. I resist as much as everyone else, but I have special powers that protect me and allow me to get rid of them. If my powers could just keep me awake and focused, I'd be set. But in a way, I'm really grateful that my powers don't keep my awake and focused, because then, just when I'm in the most danger, Tuxedo Mask shows up and rescues me in the nick of time. He's so dreamy, or rather, I am. Everything seems so perfect when I'm with him. Something's not right though, when everything is so perfect, as most ideas of perfect are. There has to be some element of imperfection in perfection. Nothing is perfect. It seems as if there's a connection or a bond between us that changes my whole perspective on the unknown parts of my past. There's something more to us. Secretly I hope that there can be an us, but besides that, I feel that we were or are supposed to be an 'us'. What does that mean?
When my friends show up for the battle, I measure the amount of taunting that I will receive by the looks on their faces. Mars is almost always ready to scold me or make fun of me. But that's supposedly what best friends do, they tease. But this goes way beyond teasing. I try to tell her that it hurts me when she talks to me like she does, but she apologizes and then starts up again. What good does it do to try and explain? I'm a normal girl like the rest. Oh, I may be a bit sillier, speak before thinking, or say stupid things some times, but so does everyone else. Even Ami. She's a lot kinder then Rei, although she does try and get me to be sensible sometimes. That's not so bad. And she tries to help me study, although, I think she gets more out of her own studies, so I try not to bother her too much. When Ami is not helping me study, Minako is. She's practically my twin. She can be pretty silly and air-headed sometimes, but we love her just the way she is. She makes us laugh. Makoto makes us full though. I just love to go over to her house and eat. She's going to be the world's best cook, and I'll be her number one customer!
During the battle, I try my best, but it's hard not to get nervous and grossed out by the monsters that show up. They're usually slimy, scantily clad, and have really bad breath, not to mention good aim. I'm so klutzy, though, that I trip going up and down stairs, so it's no wonder that I scrape my knees and arms a lot. It doesn't take too long for the other scouts to distract the monster so I can disintegrate it with my razor-sharp, flaming tiara. But just in case I'm on my own or the other scouts are caught in a trap, or me for that matter, I can count on Tuxedo Mask to show up and rescue me so I can rescue them. They don't really thank me, though, and I don't expect it, because it's our jobs to protect each other, and I know that they protect me.
When the battle is over and won, I'm usually too tired to look around for Tuxedo Mask, so I just slink off to bed. But somehow, I know he's watching me and making sure I get safely into bed. I'm not quite sure if he watches me change, but maybe I'm being a bit paranoid. Silly. Then I conk out until the next memorable event of my every day here on this earth---Mamoru.