A/N: Okay, I know this is short, but I'm already writing the next chapter. I don;t judge chapters on length so much as "This is a good place to stop, a nice cliffhangery spot that'll keep everyone interested. I'm trying to keep as much in Enlgish as possible, because I don't really like how some fanfics inster random commonly used Japanese phrases while the rest is in English. Lyrics will be in Japanese, because to me that makes sense, and simple things like henshin, fuku, senshi. etc will be too. Mostly because those are common words in my own vocabulary. So, as much as I wanted Usagi to scream; "Ai to Seigi no! Sera fuku bishoujo senshi! Sera muun! Tsuki ni kawatte, oshiokiyo!" I opted for the English translation instead, for integrity purposes.
Love,
Kirux

Voices
Chapter Two: Interlude

The sun hung high above me, shining brilliantly over Juuban Park. It was a typical spring day, a little warm, but not so much that it caused discomfort. I sat on the edge of the fountain, hands wringing together in my lap, mind buzzing with thoughts of what Mamo-chan wanted, and what I wanted. I smiled a bit as flashes of memories crossed my mind. The first time we had met had been here, though I didn't know it had been you at the time. I found you egotistical and rude, but cute. I giggled softly to myself.

"It's always good to see you happy Usako," a shadow fell upon me and I glanced up to see Mamoru smiling down at me.

"You know me, always happy!" I laughed again, this time forced. I stood up and smiling weekly at him

"Yes, you are," he grabbed my hand and started walking us down one of the paths.

It was quiet as we walked, save for the chirrups of birds and the sharp chimes of passing bicycles. I took a deep breath in and relished in the smell of the flowers starting to bloom. Suddenly Mamo-chan pulled me off the path, leading me to a small clearing where almost every tree around was blossoming. I couldn't help myself as my eyes lit up at their beauty. I let go of his hand and took a few steps, spinning around slowly, my skirt twirling and flowing in the breeze playfully as I closed my eyes, tilting my face to the sky letting the sun's beams warm me all over.

"Usako..." I stopped, looking at him confused, "You're so beautiful."

"Mamo-chan," I felt my cheeks redden as he walked up to me, gently folding his hands over mine.

"Usako, I brought you here to---" suddenly there were a dozen screams as the ground shook. "What was that?!"

Without a second thought I rushed out of the clearing, running with all my might towards the screaming. I stopped at the small playground and stared in horror. A youma was there, pinning a young woman to a tree, cackling evilly. After I shook myself from my shock, I reached into my bag, pulling out my brooch. Raising it to the sky, I shouted words I never wanted to utter ever again;

"MOOON ETERNAAL MAAAKE...UP!" I closed my eyes and let the power of the ginzuishou wash over me, the sensation of feathers washing over me and my fuku appearing brining back memories, good and bad. When I was finished I struck my signature pose.

"Youma!" I yelled to the hideous monster, who looked at me and dropped his helpless victim. "I don't know how you got here, but I cannot excuse you for interrupting a maiden's innocent stroll through the park on such a fine spring day! For love and justice, I am the pretty sailor-suited soldier Sailor Moon! In the name of the moon, I will punish you!"

The demon merely cackled and lunged towards me. I jumped out of the way, though barely. It was fast, I turned back in time to see it's black shadowy arm as it made contact with my stomach. I instantaneously doubled over, pain shooting through me causing me to fall to the ground. I stood up weekly.

'It's strong,' I grunted and leaped back, narrowly avoided another attack. 'This isn't good. I'm too out of practice.'

Then, suddenly but expectedly, a red rose came flying out of no where, cutting the forearm of the youma with its thorns. I looked up and sure enough, Tuxedo Kamen was standing atop the monkey bars, delivering some lame speech. I didn't hear exactly what he said, because I had stopped listening to them long ago. The youma blinked and listened to the caped man ramble on as I took out the moon scepter.

"Now, Sailor Moon!" Mamo shouted, and I nodded, already ahead of him.

"STARLIGHT HONEYMOOOON THERAPYYY...KISS!!" Beams of pink light hit the youma square in the back. It arched as it stuttered out a strained 'Beautiful!' and disappeared just as suddenly as it it had arrived.

Tuxedo Kamen jumped down and walked up to me, placing his hands on my shoulder. "Sailor Moon, are you alright?"

"Mmhm," I nodded, gazing up at him.

I saw the concern on his face, and felt my heart falter. Mamoru loved me, he truly did, and here I stand, unable to return the feelings. We stood there for a few seconds, before I noticed the people gathering around us. Their whispers grew louder as more gathered, and I looked around confused. People were use to seeing us by now, I don't know why all of a sudden we'd be such a spectacle.

"Tuxedo Kamen-sama," I whispered, "What's going on? Why are they staring?"

"Usako," he whispered back, "You transformed in front of everyone. They know who you are now."