***I do not own Sailor Moon, but I do own the story line. ***

Vice

"I know this will be hard, Usagi, but I also know that we can make this work." The voice carried over the sound of a bustling airport.

The voice's hands detached from hers and reached into its pocket to pull out a small ring. Gently, he placed the small silver piece on Usagi's finger. "Even though I will be studying in America, I will always be with you." He placed his hands on her shoulders and stared deeply into her eyes, consoling all of her nerves. With only a look, she could tell his true intentions—he really didn't want to leave her all alone, knowing that there would be trouble soon, but he also wanted to further his future. He loved her with all of his heart, but knew that he needed to take care of himself too.

She gently slid a finger over the promise ring, and then took a deep breath as the announcer said his flight number.

Her eyes start to tear up as her first and only love walked away from her. She knew this was for the best but still couldn't see her life without Mamoru in it, even if it was only for a year. Usagi was happy for him, of course. She honestly wanted him to excel in every aspect of his life—that, after all, what love is. But, she couldn't get rid of the guilt of feeing some sort of relief.

She couldn't figure out this relief. Was it because she could focus more on school? Of course not. She was never the best at studying, and will never be. Besides, who needs school when your future is already set by becoming the ruler of the solar system?

Was it possibly from the fear of her future coming too fast? She knew that she and Mamoru were going to have a kid together at some point, but she wanted to live her life first. Although, that couldn't be it. She loved Chibi-Usa and couldn't wait for her to be in her life once more.

Then, it finally hit her. This feeling of relief was accompanied by another feeling. A feeling that she had kept with her from the very beginning. Something that stayed with her from the very first moment she found out about being Sailor Moon. A concoction of deja-vu and familiarity that always brought her to a state of confusion.

She stood there, confused, 'This all seems too familiar. This has happened before, but not like this. It was different… but it still happened…'

This was surly not the first time Usagi had felt this feeling.

When the Scouts were trying to figure out who exactly Tuxedo Mask was, all she saw was long, flowing black hair.

It happened again when the Moonlight Knight came dashing in. While everyone suspected Mamoru, she could almost see a face, and that definitely wasn't Mamoru.

She could feel rage and frustration start to run through her veins, 'I swear there is something weird about this. I… I… know that something is happening.' She took a deep breath and clenched her teeth as she jerked her head around, gazing at all the passing people. 'It all has to deal with that stupid name…' She noticed a group of reporters starting to get hyped up around a terminal entrance, 'I know the name started with an—'

"Kou brothers!" A reporter bumped her shoulder as he ran to the other side of the airport. 'Kou? Why does that seem so fa—'

She was bumped yet again, but this time not by a reporter. The bump was hard and forceful, enough to knock her to the ground. She could feel the anger and rage build up in her once again as she caught herself with her hands as she fell to the ground.

She blew her bangs out of her face before she whipped her head around to look at the wrongdoer. "Hey! Watch i—" She froze.

'Long flowing black hair…' He turned around to look at the girl yelling at him.

'That… that face…', "No, watch where YOU are going!" someone who seemed like his manager said to her.

"Are you alright, Mr. Kou?" The manager figure stated. "I told you," he brought his sunglasses to the bridge of his nose, "call me Seiya."

'That name…'

She was on the ground in shock. All she could do was stare at him. He was the one that she always saw. He was somehow connected to her.

Before she knew it, he was crouching down and looking right at her, sunglasses still on his nose.

He licked his lips, "Sorry," he paused, noticing the look in her eyes, "…Odango."

She stayed there as she watched him leave.

She knew something was about to change, but couldn't quite pinpoint exactly what.

He caught himself breathing heavy. He was the cool one. The smooth one. The one that all the ladies, and even some men, fawned over. So, why was he acting so… weird?

'Her eyes…' He kept replaying that scene in his mind over and over and over again but couldn't figure out why he was feeling the way he was.

He glared out the limousine window, '…and why did I say that name?'

His fingers unconsciously tapped the window, 'I don't know what it is about that girl, but I feel as if I know her… like I have seen her before… maybe I have… mayb—'

"Yo, Seiya," Yaten glared at him, "knock off that tapping shit. It is getting annoying." He snapped back into reality and tried to calm himself down before his brothers noticed.

He watched the buildings fly passed as they drove to their new apartment in Tokyo.

He couldn't get that girl out of his head.

He knew something was going to change, but couldn't think of exactly what.

Author's Note:

YES! First chapter rewritten and I feel as if it turned out better, don't you think? ^-^ . Let me know, and I shall continue the rewriting. This chapter was short, but I promise that the others will be longer! And please, as I stated earlier, feel free to bother me! You won't be a nuisance! You'll only make me feel guilty for not updating and then make me update! So please! Even if it is just one person! I will write for you!

And I'm probably going to change my name to lizachii… it is weird calling myself Blesk when I'm known as lizachii everywhere else…