Hey all, thanks for your reviews! Before I announce the pairings, let's clarify I don't hate Usagi, lol, actually I like her but I like Usagi/Mamoru pairings, so I don't want to pair her with a pilot since I think she's already perfectly matched. Now for the rest...

Ami/Trowa won, lol, by a landslide (sorry to those who opposed) (If u really want to see Ami with other pairings, check out my other stories I've paired her with everyone but Trowa)

As for the rest of the couples, I know who they but I'm not telling yet so you'll just have to be patient!

Also, in case anyone was confused about the dreams, there is a section of dialogue between the enemies explaining it in the last chapter. It describes the behaviour as well as the dreams themselves. Any other theories you have on the good stuff are interesting to hear though.

Also, thank you to anyone who gave me ideas, they're all very good and I will try to see what I can incorporate into the fic, now on with the story... REMEMBER: The enemy is getting involved with the behaviour of everyone in the fic like the last chapter after those dreams, so if the characters seem OOC for a few minutes, it's just for those few minutes.

Chapter 4

Later on that afternoon, everyone was seated in the living room. It was quiet, to say the least.

Ami shifted in her seat, having nothing to say as her mind was on other things. Duo and Quatre attempted to make idle chat, all of which died quickly.

"Master Quatre, we've unloaded many of the decorations," a maid said, knocking on the door. He looked up, almost relieved.

"Yes, of course. Everyone, care to decorate the tree?"

Ami stared as Trowa and Duo stood, Wufei and Heero remaining seated but nodding. She hadn't even noticed the bare pine tree in the corner of the room.

Big brown boxes of decorations were carried in, and the maids all took an assortment of them and busied themselves with them on the rest of the estate. The box for the tree was left in the living room for them.

Duo began to unpack the box eagerly, seemingly having been looking forwards to it. Quatre crouched down next to him as well, as the group all stood around, taking various decorations and placing them on the walls, although Wufei and Heero seemed less enthused.

"Come help me with the lights Ami," Duo said, and she looked up, feeling awkward and out of place.

"It's alright," she said, waving her hands in front of her and looking slightly flustered, hating that they pitied her as well.

"No, come help," he said again, "We need it."

Reluctantly, she stood, holding the bunches of lights as Duo plugged them in to make sure they were working and unravelled them. Trowa and Quatre were currently just setting out the stuff in the box so that they could see what they had.

"Most of this stuff was bought by the maids on the way over apart from the lights," Quatre was saying to Trowa, whom was nodding as he continued. "After all my family didn't usually celebrate Christmas."

"Alright, we are going to have one messed up crazy-colored tree," Duo said, surveying the different lights.

"It's prettier that way," Ami commented softly, staring at all the different lights. Duo thought for a moment, before nodding.

"You're right."

"Let's string up the lights now," Quatre said, "So we can put up the ornaments."

"Master Quatre, can a few of you help with the lights outside," a maid asked meekly from the doorway.

"Of course. Heero, Wufei, care to help?"

"Fine," Wufei said, Heero following soon after Quatre exited.

Ami began helping Duo string the lights around the back of the tree as he was doing the front.

Duo passed around her, string of lights in hand and fixing the lights above her head. Trowa stood to adjust a light on top on the other side of the tree, Duo passing by him with the string of lights as well and adjusting a clump of lights to his left.

Ami moved to step away from the area she had been working on around the branches and felt a tug at her back. She frowned, reaching back and feeling for the lights Duo had un-doubtably used to wrap her to the tree, but she couldn't reach them.

"Duo," she said, but he didn't respond. Trowa was also in a similar situation, and reached around, finding the lights around the back of his knees, wrapped around him twice. Slightly annoyed at Duo's lame joke but not letting it get to him, he stealthily stepped out of them, tugging at them slightly.

The ones around Ami's back tightened, and she peered around the tree to see that Trowa had stepped out.

"Duo," she repeated, but he had run from the room. Sighing, she began to try and grasp for them. They were above her mid- back slightly and she could barely grab them.

Feeling a tug at them all of a sudden, she turned to see Trowa trying to untangle the two sets of lights around her. He managed to loosen them and raised them as Ami ducked out from underneath them.

"Thanks Trowa," she said, finding herself blushing for no particular reason.

"No problem," he said, shocking Ami and walking away for a moment, plugging in the last of the lights and picking up some ornaments.

Ami was still standing where she had been, and he smirked slightly. He stared at her a moment, almost calculating what he saw in front of him, before speaking again. "Surprised?"

She shook her head, coming to pick up some ornaments and speaking. "No, no it's just that I've never heard you say anything," she said sheepishly, realizing that he was the type to never speak on impulse.

He nodded. "Let's finish the tree."

Duo pranced in the room, slightly jealous of the attention Trowa was receiving as he had been spying. The five had become good friends over the many years since the war, and Trowa would normally speak to them- however he knew that for all of Trowa's intelligence he was usually silent around those he didn't know. Hence why he was surprised that Trowa had spoken to Ami at all, even smirked at her- although Duo had always had the feeling Trowa was just bursting to come out of his shell and speak freely.

"Hey all, let's finish up here. Good thing it was you guys and not Wu-man!"

"Heero," Quatre said once outside the room, "Stop glaring at Ami. We're not on the battle-field. We all have to live in this house too."

Heero glared at him. "This very well could be a battle field. Until we are sure she is a civilian, I guarantee nothing."

"Yes, stop your concern for the onna, Winner," Wufei added as they walked down the hall.

Quatre sighed. "You too?"

He nodded.

Quatre shook his head. The house felt very tense, unlike what it was usually like when the five were together. He had been looking forwards to the vacation. He had become very fond of all his friends in the many years since the war and hated that the house felt so strained right now.

"Let's just go put up the lights." Wufei nodded at Quatre's words, following after him with his face looking slightly confused with all the thoughts going through his head. Heero followed behind them stoically, unable to shake the funny feeling he had in the pit of his stomach that something very bad was coming and it had everything to do with Ami, if that was her real name.

"Usagi," Rei called softly, tossing a stone lightly at Usagi's bedroom window and sighing. It was 2:00 in the morning and Usagi was sleeping through the calls on her communicator. Rei had a funny feeling that something was going to happen that night, and wanted to call a meeting. All were now present, even Haruka, Michiru and Hotaru. Mamoru walked up next to her, knowing Rei was going to get very frustrated and quickly.

"Usako," he called lightly, repeating himself only slightly louder a second time. The bedroom window next to Usagi's opened, and Usagi's father poked his head out, looking irritated to say the least.

In the dark and after Rei had jumped back hidden in the shadows with her friends, he only spotted Mamoru.

"You! What do you think you're doing outside my daughter's window at 2:00 in the morning!"

This finally woke Usagi up, who came to the window grouchily, looking next to her at her enraged father and looking down at Mamoru, who seemed more scared of him than any enemy they had ever faced.

"Uh...dad..."

"Don't you dad me Usagi." He turned to Mamoru. "Did you call her Usako!?!?!?!"

Everyone scattered, running in every direction from sheer fear as Usagi quickly mumbled something about being tired and shut her window. Her father grouchily headed back to bed, slamming his window closed.

About 10 minutes later, Usagi snuck out via the front door, meeting her friends around the corner from the house. All looked tired. Rei looked pissed, Mamoru still looked winded and scared, and the rest were kind of laughing at her.

"I'm sorry guys, I can't believe the communicator didn't wake me up," she said sheepishly.

"It's fine," Minako said. "Usagi, Rei had a bad feeling that something was going to happen tonight."

"So we rounded everyone together," Makoto explained.

"Okay, where are we headed?"

"The park I think," Michiru said. "Rei's grandfather is sleeping and we need some place to think or wait that's not too far away from everything."

All agreed. After about 15 minutes of walking, they were across the street from the park, but before Hotaru could take a step across the street Haruka roughly grabbed her arm and shoved her back. This happened mere seconds before the pavement beneath Hotaru's feet was ripped from the ground, continuing like a rippling effect down the street as if the ground was merely boards or even carpet.

"Wha-" Hotaru said, shocked at how close death suddenly felt as she staggered backwards, being caught around the shoulders by Makoto.

The group turned to their left, trying to see who the attacker was. The sidewalk beneath their feet began to shake, and everyone leapt away in different directions, Usagi's scream pounding in their ears. "Transform!"

Ami stretched out on a couch in the library. It was around midnight, but she couldn't sleep. In her hand was a book that Quatre had explained to her was a classic. She had nodded, telling him she'd heard of it and had always wanted to read it. In truth, it was an excellent book and since Ami's knowledge of anything in this dimension was limited, she supposed she'd probably better read it. Not that she wasn't enjoying herself, in fact the novel was wonderful.

Trowa rounded the corner and moved to head into the library, not at all tired since they had all slept in. He froze in the doorway, noticing that Ami was stretched out stomach down on one of the couches in the center of the room. She was propped up by her elbows, her ankles crossed and looking totally immersed in the novel. His eyes traveled over the curves of her body quickly before he lectured himself and looked away, eyes moving to her face. She suddenly looked up, her bright blue eyes meeting his green ones before blushing slightly and quickly moving to a sitting position.

"Sorry," he said quickly, wondering if she'd seen him looking. "I didn't mean to disturb you."

"It's alright, you're not disturbing me," she said, smiling suddenly. "I'm just really into the book."

"I could tell," he said, getting used to the idea of talking to her very quickly and surprising himself as he walked over.

"What are you reading?" She smiled again and held the book's cover up.

"A classic," he said, "It's my favorite."

"It is very good," she mused. "I am really enjoying it."

"If you liked that..." he said, moving past her towards a book shelf along the back. He returned holding a red novel. "Try this one next." She accepted the book.

"Thank you," she said, looking it over.

Heero and Duo, whom had been heading up to look for Trowa, heard voices from the library.

Duo was about to walk in, but Heero grabbed him by the back of his collar and pulled him back, listening behind the closed part of the double doors and backing away slowly with Duo still in his grip.

Heero grabbed Duo around the mouth to keep him quiet until they were further down the hall.

Quickly releasing him, Heero spoke quietly. "This is getting weird."

"You're telling me," Duo replied. "He was talking to her earlier too!"

"He doesn't do this often, and I don't want him attached if she has bad intentions," Heero said, looking down the hall to make sure the two had not emerged from the room.

"Heero, personally I think that nothing is wrong and that it is time that poor Trowa has some fun. Outside the circus I mean, that's loads of fun."

"Be serious. She's a threat."

"Whatever you say, Hee-man. I'm going in there, I want some attention too."

Before Heero could stop him, Duo walked into the room.

A couple of hours later, Ami climbed into bed somewhat anxiously. She was nervous to fall asleep. What if Makoto really was dead, and she was about to have a dream telling her that more of her friends had fallen? Also, if it was an enemy trick, were her hosts also having these false dreams that were perhaps responsible for their behavior?

She sighed, knowing that it would do no good. She turned over on her side and tried to sleep.

Laycaon hurried down the corridors, finding the room he was looking for and heading in. He had exited the late night battle with the Senshi early knowing that they would fight again the next day. He concentrated his energy a moment, trying to repeat what he had seen his Queen do the night before.

First, he conjured up another dream for the Mercury Senshi. Then, since his Queen had sent dreams to two of the men the night before, Heero and Wufei, he chose to send similar dreams to the other three: Trowa, Quatre and Duo.

When he was done and felt sufficiently drained, Laycaon headed to his quarters to recuperate his energy.

"Yes, I know the job. I know what I have to do."

Ami placed the phone down on the receiver with dull thud, standing and turning to her right, where she headed towards her dresser. She moved her hands down to the last drawer in the dark, finding a dark object and shutting the drawer.

As she stood, light glinted against the metal of the object. She held it behind her back slightly and tiptoed across the hall, heading strait for Heero's room. She opened the door, and raised the gun. A loud bang shot through the room-

Trowa woke up with a gasp, jumping from his bed.

"What have you found out?" The room was dark, but they could make out a certain blue-haired figure facing someone.

"Not enough, yet.."

"Our time is limited. Find out what we need to know before I send in some assistance, understood?"

"Yes."

Quatre and Duo both woke up at this point. The two leapt from their beds, meeting in the hall.

"I just had the weirdest dream," Duo blurted out.

"Me too," Quatre replied. "It was as Wufei had described, I felt like I was watching from an outside perspective."

"I'm not the type to believe in these things," Quatre said.

"Me neither, but I feel like it has to be true, like I have to do something about it."

"Me too," Quatre said, as the two began to walk down the hall. Wufei stood in their path.

"Where are you going?"

"Move Wufei," Quatre commanded, sounding very impatient and unlike himself.

Wufei did not. "When I had the dream, I felt like doing something totally irrational or different from what I normally would do. I don't know why, but I get the feeling that if you do anything now you'll regret it within the hour, just like Yuy did. Something strange is going on and we can't do anything about it right now. Get in your rooms."

The two stared at each other, and back to Wufei.

"You're right Wufei, we were acting more irrational than usual. We'll talk in the morning," Quatre said, as the group dispersed.

Meanwhile, Trowa was looking in Heero's door, trying to be as silent as possible. Would he ever listen to a dream? His typical response would be 'never.' However, he had a very odd feeling going through him right now. His chest felt very heavy and his breathing was haggard and he wondered if Heero had felt this way after experiencing a similar dream. He was being ridiculous. He had fought in wars, and now he was all upset over a dream.

He intended to head back to his room, but found his feet moving him back to Ami's.

Mars screamed, feeling her whole body start to burn. She struggled to get away from Laycaon, but he pursued.

"The Mars Senshi can't take her own medicine. That's a true shame," Laycaon taunted, as the fire in his hands doubled in size, engulfing her entire body and silencing her forever.

"This world will soon be ours for the taking," Queen Andromache said, floating down next to Laycaon, who stared at Mars' body with no sympathy.

Ami sat up, hands clenching her sheets as she tried to remain calm. She wouldn't believe it, it had to be a trick.

'What if it isn't,' a voice in the back of her head reminded. 'What if I just watched one of my best friends get burned alive.'

Ami shook her head. She wouldn't believe it. Makoto and Rei were fine, she just knew it.

Looking up, she saw Trowa in the doorway of the room. The normally passive expression on his face was gone, and he seemed somewhat alarmed as he stared at her, calculating her reaction.

"Trowa? Why are you up?"

'Couldn't sleep," he responded, entering the room boldly and heading for her dresser, speaking to her as he opened up the bottom drawer. "Why are you up?"

"Same reason," she said suspiciously, climbing out of bed and approaching him as he dug through the drawer. Taking a few steps more with her arms clutched around her white nightgown, she stood behind him.

"What are you doing?"

He stopped and stayed knelt there for a few more seconds, his shoulders sagging. He had come to search for the gun from the dream, but the drawer contained no such item. He himself couldn't understand his behavior. Turning to face her, he slowly stood. The passive expression on his face had returned.

"Sorry," he said. "I thought I left something in here a few days ago." The excuse was lame, he knew, but he had nothing more to say on the matter.

Ami shrunk back a few steps, but nodded all the same, suddenly remembering the incident with Heero the other night.

He stared at her a few moments more and it was quite unnerving, before speaking. "I'll leave you to sleep. Goodnight."

"Goodnight," she responded, and he walked out briskly.

Ami climbed back into bed, somewhat confused at his behavior yet having too many other things to think about.

The next morning, Trowa woke up very early. He woke up Heero and the two headed downstairs to talk to the other three before Ami woke up.

When all five were seated in Quatre's room, Trowa spoke up, telling them about the dream and how he had checked Ami's room. Quatre and Duo shared their dreams and how Wufei had stopped them from heading upstairs out of irrationality.

"Something weird is going on," Duo said.

"Yes, I normally do not believe in such things, but I'm now between wondering if she's out to get us or if by Divine intervention we're supposed to help her," Quatre said.

"I don't believe in Divine intervention. Something is going on and we should find out what it is. Can nobody get her to talk?" All looked at Heero as he spoke.

"The onna has taken a liking for Maxwell, I believe," Wufei said.

"Not just me. She likes Quatre too and um...and Trowa," Duo said, ending his sentence with a smile at Trowa.

Trowa was unfazed.

"Well," Heero continued, "she hates me-might be able to tolerate Wufei if he watches his mouth, but yes, you three are her most preferred."

"Then it's settled. The five of us try to get Ami to talk. Wufei and Heero must try to also get on her good side," Duo concluded.

"Fine, fine," Quatre said. "I think the cook is already making breakfast. Let's get in the kitchen before she wakes up and figures us out."

Ami, after showering and changing, headed downstairs. All five of her hosts were up and eating breakfast.

"Hey, good morning Ami," Duo said brightly.

"Morning," she responded with a strained smile, not having slept well at all after her dream about Rei.

"We've got hash-browns today Ami, why don't you have some," Quatre offered, placing some on a plate for her.

"They're good with eggs," Duo interjected and the plate was passed to Trowa, whom added some scrambled eggs to her plate.

"Yes, and some orange juice," Wufei said suddenly, pouring her a glass and passing it over.

Ami froze after accepting the juice from Wufei of all people, staring at all of them suspiciously. What were they all up to?

The group sat nervously under her gaze a moment, before Heero commented on the weather. The table came alive with talk on the weather, as he had hoped, and Ami soon began eating her breakfast and shrugged off their odd behavior- temporarily.

"I thought we could all go to a museum in the next town today," Quatre said as everyone was just finishing up breakfast. "We have been sitting around here a lot."

"That sounds good," Heero agreed, everyone nodding any eying Ami.

"Well Ami?" She looked up at Quatre.

"Oh, you can all go- have fun."

"You don't want to come?" She looked over at Duo.

"I shouldn't."

"Why not?" She turned to Trowa.

"I just...don't worry about it. All of you, go, enjoy."

"Well if you stay I don't want to go," Duo announced.

Ami sighed.

"Duo, don't say that."

"Well?"

"Fine," Ami said.

Quatre stood. "Good, we'll take two cars. Who's driving?"

Heero ended up volunteering to drive the car the pilots had arrived in. From the garage of the estate, Trowa asked to drive another car.

Heading downstairs, Quatre turned on the lights of the garage, and Ami's eyes bulged open. The garage was underneath the estate like a basement level, and to leave you had to drive up a ramp leading out to what looked like a regular garage. It was huge, and there were too many kinds of cars for Ami to list, not that she was good with such things. Ami in truth could repair cars, but she wasn't very good with brands.

Trowa took a liking to a little sports car in the garage.

"That's a great drive from what I remember," Quatre explained, "but it only seats two."

"Not a problem," Heero interjected, already forming a plan in his mind. "The four of us will go in the car we arrived in, and Trowa and Ami can ride in this one."

Everyone separated before any more could be said, and Ami frowned, looking over at Trowa.

As the four headed upstairs, Duo spoke up. "Why did you do that?"

Before Heero responded, Wufei cut in.

"Hello Maxwell! The car is a two-seater. If Ami rides in the car with more people in it, she'll be less likely to talk. If she's riding with one other person, it'll be easier to get her to speak."

Duo nodded, seeing the strategy yet having wanted to ride in the sports car himself.

Ami and Trowa climbed in the car, silence passing between them. Trowa started up the car and drove up the ramp leading to the door Quatre had opened. He pulled up next to the car the others were sitting in, and Quatre opened the window, sitting in the passenger's seat.

"You're following us, right?"

Trowa nodded, and Quatre shut his window, Trowa also shutting his. Ami buckled up, shivering slightly.

Seeing this, Trowa turned on the heat and followed Heero down the driveway.

They rode in silence a few minutes, knowing that the drive to the next town was double the length of the time it took to go to the library last time, about 45 minutes.

Trowa racked his brain for something to say. Although he had found Ami very easy to talk to, which was unusual for him, since the previous night it felt awkward.

"Sorry if I scared you last night," he said suddenly, glancing over at her. Ami looked over at him.

"It's fine," she said unsurely, having lost a bit of trust in him since then. The two turned and stared back at the road, another long, uncomfortable silence passing between them.

Again, Trowa tried to find something to say. After all, Heero had divided the cars for a reason when he had approached the two-seater, and it was pointless for him not to try and get information.

"So do you enjoy museums?" Okay, it wasn't the best, but he knew it could get him somewhere.

"Yes," Ami responded. "I love this sort of thing actually."

"Did you go to museums often in Japan?" Ami glanced over at him from the corner of her eye, before responding.

"Not really, I didn't always have the time."

"Why not?"

"I'm a student," she said stiffly. "University is a lot of work. I couldn't juggle everything."

'She's lying, not about being a student but about the work. I can tell by her tone,' he thought.

"What about you? Is this your sort of thing?" He glanced at her, before turning his attention back to the road quickly. Now she was questioning him? Okay...

"Yes, it is. I can't always make time, but it is."

"Why? Are you a student as well?"

"No, I'm always busy at work."

"What do you do?"

"Law enforcement," he responded quickly, and she nodded, seemingly unfazed by his quick round of answers.

"Well, do you all work together? Is that how you know each other?"

He nodded, but realizing she wasn't looking at him, he spoke. "Yes, for a few years now."

"That's nice," she said flippantly, looking out the window.

Okay, now it was tense again. Trowa glanced over at her, but she was content looking out the window.

"When did you leave Japan?"

She froze, turning to stare at him, but he kept his gaze on the road.

"Not too long ago," she responded, keeping her answers generic. What was he up to?

Trowa noticed this, and decided she was too suspicious right now to ask any more. His goal now was to just earn her trust.

He turned on the radio. A rock song came on, and he spoke.

"Do you like this song?"

She hesitated a moment, before speaking.

"Yes."

"Good." He turned up the radio, and the two sat in silence for the rest of the ride.

They arrived at the museum and parked the cars, all getting out and heading for the front doors.

"Man, Quatre that was a long ride."

Quatre looked over at Duo. "Sorry, it was further than I remembered..."

Upon entering the museum, the group headed into the right portion of it under a big arch. They passed by several paintings and statues, before stopping in the next room and taking it slow.

Ami stared at a painting to her right, stopping to get a better look. The painting seemed Greek in origin, depicting the Moon goddess Selene staring down at the earth, at her lover Endymion. Ami smiled. The Greeks were very smart. Her mind floated back to her friends, but her thoughts were disrupted.

"Greek mythology? You like it?"

"Some aspects," she said, turning to look at Trowa whom had walked up next to her.

"I myself find it intriguing. Looks like there could be a story there."

"I'm sure there is," Ami responded.

The rest of the day went very smoothly, apart from Duo growing bored beyond all reason. Surprisingly, Wufei and Heero remained friendly to her.

They all grabbed a bite to eat before heading home.

When they pulled up in the driveway, it was about 4:00. Everyone climbed out of the cars and headed towards the front door, before Duo gasped from the right.

"Are you serious!?!?" On the snowy lawn, in the center, was a body much like how they had found Ami. Suspiciously, the group approached, Ami running ahead.

On the ground laid Makoto. She was moving around slightly, as if she was just coming to. The group stared in disbelief as Ami ran to her, noticing that there were also no footsteps leading up to where the brunette lay.

'Just like Ami,' Heero thought, eyes hardening.

"Mako," Ami said, almost unable to breath from relief and fear as she was on her knees, helping her friend sit up.

Makoto opened her eyes and stared Ami in the face.

At the same time, both of them spoke. Makoto's "I can't believe I found you!" blending with Ami saying "I thought you were dead." The pilots gasped, the group looking more horrified and curious by the second.

After this, Makoto passed out. Ami stood, knees shaking as she pulled her friend's body up. Quatre was shaken out of his stupor and rushed over to carry Makoto.

Penelope opened the door, gasping and moving aside as Quatre rushed in the house to set her down.

Ami ran in after him, the other four pilots following but slower, talking in hushed voices.

A few of the maids brought in hot cloths for Mako's forehead and began fussing over her, Ami joining in the fray and the commotion quieting down.

"I hope you all noticed what I did," Heero said as Quatre stepped back to join his friends.

"We couldn't miss it," Quatre said stoically, as the group stared at the unconscious newcomer and Ami.

About a half hour later, Makoto came to. Ami had found a dry set of clothes for her and the two were sitting talking in hushed voices on the couch when the pilots entered the room.

"Ah, you're up," Quatre said. Ami could only imagine how much arguing had gone on in the next room before they entered. Makoto smiled. "Yes, thank you for everything." Ami did a double take at her friend's suddenly dream voice, and rolled her eyes. Makoto was looking at each pilot in turn, seemingly in a daze.

"Not a problem. So you're a friend of Ami's?"

In truth, they had all argued in the next room, especially since Duo and Quatre's dream had entailed Ami speaking on the phone and someone saying that they were sending someone else to help her, hence Makoto. Plus, Ami had told the girl she thought she was dead, and the girl had been looking for Ami. In the end, they decided that flipping out like they had with Ami would not be a good idea, and chose to treat it as they were with Ami. Be extra nice and try to gain as much information as possible, while revealing nothing about themselves.

"Yes," Makoto responded, snapping out of her daze and looking at Ami. The two did not have much of a chance to discuss anything, and she was waiting to know where she was and what was going on.

Ami smiled. "Makoto, these are Quatre, Duo, Trowa, Wufei and Heero. This is Quatre's estate."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Makoto Kino," Makoto said, smiling at them innocently. Heero kept the name in mind, vowing to search her name like he had for Ami.

Quatre stared at the woman in front of him. She had brown hair in a pony tail and emerald green eyes. Her smile did not falter as she stared back at him. 'Beautiful.'

"Geez Ami, do you and your friends come from a land filled with only gorgeous people," Duo joked.

Makoto laughed, and Ami smiled.

"Are you hungry?" All looked to Quatre and back to Makoto.

"Starved, actually. I missed breakfast."

Ami lead Makoto upstairs, claiming that they wanted to wash up before dinner. Makoto wasted no time in attacking Ami with questions once they were out of earshot.

"Oh my God Ami! Where are we?"

"First, I need to know whether or not you have your transformation wand."

"Hmm? Why do you ask? I do." Makoto pulled it out. Ami sighed in relief.

"Mine was taken from me sometime when I fell, that and my communicator."

Both girls' eyes widened as they stared at Makoto's communicator, still intact. The two went running into Ami's room and began pushing every button possible.

Nothing, all static. Clearly disappointed, the two fell back onto the bed.

"Here's my theory then, before you explain everything else to me. On your transformation wand, I mean," Makoto said. Ami glanced over at her.

"You were injured, right? I bet when you fall into the gate, your transformation disappears, and since you were injured and unconscious Laycaon had an easy time taking your stuff. I myself was conscious- well at least until I hit the ground." Makoto laughed at the last part, grimacing slightly.

"I see. So as long as our friends, if and when they are sent here, can fend for themselves, no one else should lose their transformation wands," Ami concluded.

"Right, so I guess they want us to go down for dinner," Makoto said, holding her grumbling stomach. "You can explain to me where we are and what's going on afterwards, and I'll tell you what happened before I got here and what we know."

"Sounds good," Ami said, grinning at Makoto. "It's awful that we're stuck here, but I have to say it's so good to have you here with me."

Makoto hugged Ami. "I choose to remain positive," she said with a laugh. "Plus, we missed you and I'm pretty relieved to know you're alright."

"Ami! Uh…Makoto! Dinner, I'm hungry!" Duo's voice rang through the house.

Ami rolled her eyes. "Let's go before he eats everything."

"For sure, I'd have to fight him. I'm so hungry!"

Yay, so Makoto's joined the fray. By the way, the thing with Selene and Endymion is true. Naoko Takeuchi knew whae she was doing, lol. If you have any questions about anything, feel free to voice it in your reviews, but don't worry all will be explained in the next chapter. Review!