Thank you to the whole ten people out of 200 hits who bothered to review. This chapter is dedicated to you for your support.

Also, please note the revisions on chapters one and two. I noticed some continuity errors (like Luna mentioning Serena as the princess) that I fixed. Chapter one is completely new, and retyped. I'm in the process of revising all chapters up to 9. If I change anything drastic, I'll post here and alert you all.


Serena could have died at the look upon Darien's face as he tried to absorb what she had just said to him. She knew he'd be shocked, he had a right to be, but she wasn't taking any more of his mouth. She was the Moon Princess and she didn't have to take that abuse from anyone, especially not him. She smiled sweetly at him and once Andrew brought her food over, she dug into it happily. Every now and then she glanced over into the still astonished raven haired man's eyes, daring him to open his mouth again and end up with another few choice words aimed at him. She knew he probably wouldn't be able to resist once he absorbed what she had said to him. He never could keep his mouth shut.

She seen the Generals arriving and waved them over to her with a bubbly smile. "Sorry guys I couldn't wait for you to show up and then eat. I was starving." She exclaimed as she moved over in the booth so Nephrite could sit with her while the Jadeite and Zoicite crawled in the other side and Malachite got himself a chair from another table. It was a rather tight squeeze but it worked fine. "Are you guys eating anything?" She asked as she slurped her milkshake a little and bit back into her burger.

"I might." Jadeite admitted as he stared at the rather delicious looking burger and the fished in his pocket for the money. Within a flash he was up getting a burger and standing directly next to Darien. He shot a look to the man, who clearly recognized him as the enemy according to the glare he was giving him. "Problem, Endymion?" He asked as he handed some cash to Andrew and turned to speak to his former liege.

"Did you brain wash her too?" The prince hissed as he stood from the bar stool he was sitting on. He didn't bother to connect the General in front of him with anything but the Negaverse. His dark eyes flashed as he glanced to his former girlfriend who was chatting merrily with the other Generals. Part of him wished he was with her.

"Hm? Oh no. Definitely not. She figured since you and the Scouts were treating her like shit, she'd move on and find some friends who at the very least respected her." Jadeite shot back. Darien might have been the man he'd sworn to protect, but he didn't take crap from anyone, especially not Darien. At least Jadeite knew he was in the right this time, and well, if Darien couldn't see what he'd done, Jadeite could very spell it out for him. "This is probably exactly why Queen Serenity didn't want you seeing her on the Moon." He added as he went to take his order from Andrew. He didn't get the chance because as soon as he went to do so, Dariens hands connected with his short and clutched it angrily.

"Don't ever make a joke out of that." The raven haired prince hissed angrily. He remembered risking his life to see Serena. All of it, dying for her, and the whole caboodle. He was npt going to take jokes on that matter. Not in the very least.

Malachite, seeing the pending fight between Jadeite and Darien stood up and came over. "Problem, you two? It hardly seems like the manners a prince like yourself should be exposing, Endymion. Release him." Malachite forced the hands off his fellow General with cool and collected pose that only a leader like himself could master.

"What have you done to her?" Darien snarled as he glanced over at Serena again. He didn't think it was possible that is sweet little girlfriend could have turned so viciously cold on him. No, he didn't think he had done anything wrong, and in fact, assumed that the Negaverse had to have done something to provoke her behavior.

"We have done nothing my Prince. Is it so difficult to believe that perhaps, our Princess grew tired of your actions to her and the Scouts behavior to her?" Malachite said calmly as he motioned for Jadeite to head back to the table. "Perhaps now you might learn to treat her with dignity. She certainly isn't the "Meatball head" you thought she was." He smirked and turned to leave. "But do not fret my Prince, we shall take care of her. It's the least we can do seeing as her lover, and her own guardians could not give her that small trace of loyalty and respect."

He left Darien once again in the dust, and sat back down at the table. Seeing Serena's rather worried look, he smiled gently and patted the girls shoulder. "No worries, Princess, nothing was said that yhou need to concern yourself with. Only things that needed to be said, were said." Watching her nod, he moved onwards with the conversation. "Now then, the Negaverse. I think their power center is in the middle of the city. Since we all live on five different points, like a star we should all have a view of the city from our apartments...

Serena nodded, only half listening to the conversation as she watched Darien stalk out of the arcade. She knew he was probably going to tell the Scouts that she had returned, and who she was with. A confrontation was inevitable, intelligence and common sense told her that the situation was about to get larger. Hopefully, things would work out, she was angry at her friends. She wanted them to be damned sorry for the hell they had put her through, and there had been plenty of hell, but she wanted them to be friends still, maybe eventually, once she learned to trust them again and trust where their loyalties were. She sighed, shaking her head slightly. She couldn't afford to think about them right now, she needed to focus on the fact the Negaverse was preparing an attack on Tokyo and that the attack, seemed to be full scale and could require a very very good plan that she and the others had agreed, the outer scouts would have to be called upon. Serena made a note to contact them that evening with the new details, just as Amara had wanted. Turning her full attention back to the conversation, she gave her input and slurped her milkshake, and wondered just how long it would take for the Scouts to come bursting into the Arcade.