I tried to make this chapter long to make up for all the time I was out of town. I didn't even get a welcome back party from my so-called loyal readers. Pah! Isn't that a lovely word? Lol anyway, enjoy!

Disclaimer: Do you think a nobody like me would own a huge thing like Sailor Moon? Hey you don't have to rub it in.

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Serena fluffed up her pillow, drew one of Singapore Airlines' blankets around herself, and settled down into the airplane seat. As she closed her eyes, she heard the sound of footfalls, and Serena heard someone sit down in the seat next to her, letting out a relieved sigh.

"Hi Andrew," Serena said, not opening her eyes.

"Meatball Head?!"

Serena's eyes flew open at the sound of the loathsome nickname and the equally loathsome voice.

"Darien!?"

"What the hell are you doing here?" Serena asked angrily, her eyes blazing.

"Well, uh, I switched seats with Andrew," Darien said, feeling slightly intimidated by the angry blonde.

"Why?! So you could torture me before we get to Hawaii? Wanted to get a head start, huh?" Serena had never known a more aggravating man in her life. Forget what all her friends told her about giving him second chances. He'd run out of them a long time ago.

"No, no, I had no idea you were sitting here, really."

A flicker of disappointment went through Serena, but she quickly dismissed it. After all, why would I be disappointed? "Oh? Then why did you switch seats with Andrew?" Serena asked, looking like she was about to throttle her nemesis.

"You would have too, if you were in my position. Some vacation this is going to be, if she's going to be in Honolulu too."

Serena raised a golden eyebrow. "Who?"

"I'm sure you don't want to hear about it," Darien said firmly.

"Of course I do Darien," Serena said in a sugary sweet voice. "You know that I just can't hear enough about your love life," she said, always ready to hear a little gossip.

Darien choked on the breath he had just inhaled. "Love life!? Just the thought of it is nauseating! I don't think so."

"Tell me," Serena practically whined.

Well, I guess she deserves an explanation, Darien thought.

"You better not laugh," he grumbled.

"Why would I do that?" Serena asked in the same sugary voice.

Darien looked at Serena skeptically but sighed and began to explain.

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"Argh!! I cannot BELIEVE this!" Rei screamed, attracting the attention of several other passengers. She turned around in her seat and glared murderously at her traitorous friend. Ami 'eeped' and pulled her blanket over her head.

"Actually, it's your fault that I have to endure your presence," Rei spat accusingly at Jadeite. He just shrugged.

"Ami consented to switching seats with me."

"Only because you forced her to!"

"I did not!" Jadeite countered indignantly.

"Yeah right."

Ami cut in. "Jadeite is speaking the truth Rei. I did agree to switch seats with him, and of my own accord." She didn't bother to add that the blonde had looked so pitiful when he'd asked her that she hadn't had the heart to say no.

Rei tried to think of a retort, but couldn't, so she contented herself with crossing her arms and glowering at Jadeite.

"You are a cunning, conniving jackass. Why is it that fate is making me spend the next seven hours with you?" she muttered to Jadeite, not wanting the whole plane to hear her again.

"Aww come on Rei, deep down, you know you like me," Jadeite said, stroking Rei's hand, which was resting on the armrest between them. Rei pulled her hand away and used it to slap the back of Jadeite's head.

"Very deep down, apparently," he said, rubbing his head as the plane began to take off.

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Mina fluttered her eyelids flirtatiously at Kunzite for what seemed like the twentieth time. Can the man not take the hint?!

"Is there something in your eye, Mina?" Kunzite enquired politely.

Mina reddened. "Er, uh, no, no it's nothing, really," she said, slumping into her seat dejectedly.

A shadow of a smile appeared on Kunzite's face. Mina had been trying to flirt with him all day, what with her fluttering eyelids and seductive smiles. Kunzite was not one to respond to such actions, so he simply feigned ignorance. Sure, Mina was attractive and vivacious, but one got tired of girls always fawning over you. Great, now I sound like Zoisite. Really, what made Mina any different from other girls out there? Anyway, that's exactly what Mina was-a girl. He didn't have time for silly girly crushes. He wanted to have a nice, relaxing time in Hawaii, and not have to worry about anything.

"Could you please remove your foot from there Mina?" Kunzite asked coolly. Mina blushed and did so. Okay I guess that was a little forward, Mina thought. But I don't care how impassive this guy is. He will fall hard for me whether he wants to or not. She barely restrained herself from letting out a cackle of crazed, evil laughter. Now all I need is a secret hideout.

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Zoisite watched his sister continue to bat her eyelids at Kunzite. She could be very amusing when she was around a guy that she liked.

"Mina sure is a flirt, huh?" Zoisite asked, casually slipping an arm around Ami.

"Mmmhmm. Must run in the family," she said, shrugging Zoisite's arm off, and returning to the book she had been reading. She suddenly burst into helpless laughter.

"Whatcha reading?" Zoisite asked curiously, wondering what was so funny.

"Oh, haha, it's this idiotic book Mina gave me last year. It's the only one of my books I haven't read yet so I thought I'd bring it along. But really, haha, it's ridiculous."

"What's so funny?" Zoisite asked impatiently.

"Well, it's a silly romance novel and the main character is an esteemed business woman who lives in Bombay, which I might add, is NOT the correct name. The real name is Mumbai, but going on. This woman goes to a bar with her friends, though why she would do that is beyond my comprehension. She sees a bartender there, and as soon as their eyes meet she thinks that it's love at first sight. Which is ridiculous really. Honestly, how can Mina like this stuff?" Ami said rather scornfully.

Zoisite regarded Ami for a few moments. "So you think that love at first sight is so impossible?" he asked, not one to beat around the bush.

Ami blinked, not comprehending at first. "Well…yes," she said slowly. Ami was not like Zoisite. She did not wear her heart on her sleeve and display all of her emotions 24/7. She hid them from everyone except for her close friends.

"Why?"

"It's just not…not logical," Ami stammered.

Zoisite did not tear his gaze away from Ami's eyes. "Love has nothing to do with logic Ami. That's why it's so wonderful and thrilling. And love at first sight is not meant to make any sense. Love is a feeling, not a calculation or theory."

Ami shifted in her seat uncomfortably as Zoisite looked away. He'd said all that with so much feeling and emotion. Like…like he meant it. Ami didn't particularly likeZoisite, but she did respect his intelligence and thoughts. She went through everything in her head again as she looked out the window to see dark fingers subtly wrap themselves around the graying clouds, allowing the constantly twinkling and dancing stars to show themselves.

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Nephrite watched Lita, concern in his eyes. Something was bothering her, he was sure of it. Maybe it was the fact that she was huddled up in a ball. Maybe it was the fact that her lovely green eyes were hidden tightly behind her eyelids. Or, maybe it was the fact the she was rocking to and fro, muttering something incomprehensible. No, it's all three, he decided.

"Um, Lita, is something wrong?"

Lita opened her eyes and turned her head to see a pair of compassionate brown eyes.

"I…it's just…I mean." Lita let out a groan of frustration.

Nephrite patted her shoulder comfortingly. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

Lita you are being such a WIMP! You are totally embarrassing yourself in front of an incredible and not to mention hot guy. And all you can do is think about your silly fear. Lita suddenly felt a surge of gratitude towards Nephrite. He was stroking her back now, unaware that it sent delightful shivers down her spine.

"If I tell you, will you laugh at me?" Lita asked.

"No, I promise I won't."

Lita took a deep breath and explained. "You see, ever since I was a kid I've been terrified of flying by air. It scares the heck out of me and I don't feel safe traveling through the skies. I just—well it's one of my greatest fears." Lita felt ashamed, but relieved at the same time. "You probably think I'm such a wuss now," she said sadly.

"Of course I don't Lita. Everyone has their own fears. Flying's one of yours and that doesn't make you any less brave then everyone knows you are."

"Thank you," Lita whispered, her eyes filling with gratitude as she looked at Nephrite. He grinned. How he loved those eyes.

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The sacrifices I make for my friends, Andrew thought. Darien better thank me for everything I'm doing for him. Huh, and they thought that Joan of Arc character was a martyr.

At first it hadn't seemed such a bad idea. Darien had unknowingly rushed off to sit next to Serena, and thus, Andrew's plans of matchmaking had begun. But what about poor Andrew? Now he was stuck with this extremely annoying brunette for hours. As good of a friend as Darien is, disregarding his death threats and such, I am not going to be able to stand listening about how wonderful he is for the next six and a half hours!

"Oh I wish you'd switch seats with Darien, Andrew," the girl whined. "Where is he anyway?"

"Ann, will you please forget about Darien before I go and jump off the plane!" the normally good-natured Andrew snarled.

Ann Ginga was Darien's worst nightmare, though the old lady with the purse was a close second. Andrew often told Darien that if the word "stalker" had a synonym it would have to be Ann. Ann was always following Darien around, and the fact that she went to the same university as him, did not help any. The day Darien had embarrassed himself in the arcade over the invitation, it had been Ann, with two of her ditzy friends, who'd been told off by Lizzie.

Ann's red eyes bored into Andrew like gimlets and the man gulped, wondering if looks really could kill. Then suddenly she stopped and smiled confidently.

"Oh poor Andrew, I understand perfectly," she said in a sweet voice.

Andrew heaved a sigh of relief. "You do?"

"Yes, but really, there's no need to be jealous."

"Well I- WHAT!? Jealous?! I am not jealous!" Honestly, Ann must have an even bigger ego than Jadeite and Zoisite combined!

"Of course you are Andrew dear," Ann said, smiling amiably. "But don't you already have a girlfriend? What's her name, Rhonda?"

"Rita," Andrew corrected, grinding his teeth together.

"Oh, right," Ann said offhandedly.

"Ann could you please explain to me how it is that you're going to the exact same place on the exact same day as us?" Andrew said, trying to speak in a friendly voice.

"Just luck I guess," Ann said, laughing a silly, affected laugh.

Right. How lucky for me. All the same, Andrew was concerned that Ann would ruin his matchmaking plans.

"So it's just coincidence you say?" Andrew had to give Ann credit for her skillful stalking abilities.

"But of course," Ann said untruthfully. "Now, have you ever noticed that Darien has a birthmark on his right arm? Just above his elbow, you know."

Andrew's eyes widened in disbelief. Oh yeah, Darien had better be grateful for all I'm going through for him.

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Surprisingly, Andrew's efforts had not all been in vain. Darien had told Serena about Ann, of whom the blonde had never heard of, and Serena had gone off into peals of laughter. Darien realized that he enjoyed making Serena laugh, though he hadn't realized it before. It somehow reminded him of bells ringing merrily, but when he thought this he practically gagged at the corniness of the analogy.

Serena wiped tears of mirth from her eyes and smiled at Darien.

"Poor Darien. I almost feel sorry for you. But you don't really think she'll be staying at the same hotel as us do you?" Serena asked disbelievingly.

"If I know Ann, I have no doubts."

"She must have issues, if she spends all her time stalking you," Serena said.

"Hey! I'll have you know that several women are attracted to me," Darien retorted indignantly.

"Yeah right. Name one."

"You." Darien gasped rather audibly at the slip. He had not meant say that. He definitely had not meant to say that. Where had that come from?

Serena's mouth was agape and she stared disbelievingly at Darien. But she quickly got a hold of herself and laughed.

"You sure have a big ego Chiba. Why the hell would you make that assumption?"

Darien snapped back to reality. "Well for one thing you're always fighting with me."

"Right, I always scream with rage at men who I'm madly in love with," Serena said, rolling her eyes.

"You just try to hide it, that's all," Darien said confidently.

"Oh puh-lease! Anyway, you're the one who starts all the fights. So that means you're the one who has feelings for me."

"No way!"

"Uh-huh."

"Nuh-uh."

"Uh-huh!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Would you two quiet down?!" Lita ordered from behind them. "I'm trying to sleep!"

"He started it."

Darien threw his pillow into Serena's face. "Give it a rest Meatball head, and go to sleep."

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Fin! I've been doing some brainstorming for some new stories and I think I've stumbled onto a new idea for an Usagi/Mamoru story. It involves a conspiracy inscribed into Pluto's staff, a switch, some time-travelling, and ultimate chaos! I just need to work out the kinks. Unfortunately, I'm not sure when I'll have time to start it since school starts in a week. The horror! Bye!