There was a slam. Feet flying up the steps. A click, and then another click. Usagi's back rested against her bedroom door and she slumpt to the floor. The air was cold and brushed past her shoulders, causing her to shiver. She brought a hand to rest on her chest. Her breath was shallow and tears stung her eyes. Her rosy cheeks were white and her eyes clamped shut. How much longer would she run from the past?

How much longer was she going to lie to herself?

Never. She'd gotten what she wanted. The gun Mamoru kept in the shoebox on the top shelf of his closet.

She held it to her chest, her breath slowing... Her eyes opened, pupils large in the darkness. Her face was calm, but her hands shook with excitement.

She she sat in a trance in the darkness. Her eyes flicked to and fro, old memories surfacing yet again. Memories of before the steel-blue eyes were confined to the body of a cat.

She recalled the hands of her lover tracing her figure, pulling her slowly into bliss.

She heard the loving whispers from the other side of the bed at night and blushed to fleeting glances thrown across the banquet hall tables.

She remembered the anger. The screaming. The horror on the night her lunar-mother found them together- Serenity laying beneath her lover on the floor.

The night the whole of Moon and Earth found the Child of the Moon that she was tainted.

The way they scoffed at Selenity when it was revealed it had been by her own advisor.

No... Not by the loving white man, but his dark counterpart.

Serenity had slept with the lovely Luna.

Creamy-white skinned Luna.. With her flowing waves of black... And those hauntingly beautiful eyes...

Serenity would never forget them.

On the night Luna was sentenced to the rest of time in the body of a cat, Serenity took her own.

She lay, bloody on the floor. Impaled by the sword Selenity had used when fighting the war between Dark and White moon.

A message.

And the lives of the universe left to pick themselves up off the floor.

And now here Usagi sat, whispering words of love to her gaurdian. Setsuna had lied to them. Mamoru would never take the places of her beloved Luna.

She would not marry him.

And so she held the gunpoint to her chest, smiled, and the Universe was again left to pick shattered lives up off the floor.

Blah. I wrote this in a weird style on purpose. It's supposed to be choppy, pausing at the end of each line.

Anyway, I felt like writing this! Please review and tell me what you think.