Here is another chapter! Sorry it took so long, but I like to procrastinate. I'd like to thank everyone for their reviews and remind them that I do not own Sailor Moon.

Chapter 4

The Academy

Usagi squinted at the bright sun that shone into her eyes as Mamoru held open the door for her. Mamoru lead the way, his warm hand loosely encircling her small wrist. The two walked in silence, Mamoru, because he couldn't think of anything to say and Usagi, because she was sure she was dreaming.

Mamoru was desperate for some conversation to break the awkward silence but he couldn't think of anything to say to her. She used to be a daily part of his life, but he didn't know much about her. He never used to pay much attention to her, other than the occasional teasing. Now he realised how much he missed even that.

Usagi felt a little funny, here she was following a man whom she hadn't seen in a couple of years down some unknown street. Sure, she had a crush on him, but having him pay attention to her, the kind that did not involve insults was a bit disconcerting.

Mamoru looked over at Usagi, she seemed slightly uncomfortable.

"I thought we could have some coffee, you could tell me everything that's been going on since I left. You can also tell me how you managed to get into this school, it's not easy, I know."

"Sure," Usagi replied, her voice still scratchy from her earlier tears.

This was it! Her fantasy was playing out before her eyes, maybe not exactly as she had planned, but never the less this was how her plan went. The only thing left was for him to fall in love with her.

Usagi looked up at Mamoru's face as her led her into a restaurant. He didn't look very head over heels in love. He looked somewhat… well, indifferent. Usagi was getting a bit annoyed, she worked so hard for this, and he wasn't even paying attention.

The waitress came up and asked for their orders, Usagi watched as Mamoru spoke to the girl. It had been a long time since she had seen his face. Her memories did him no justice. He looked better than she ever remembered. She was still gazing at him when she noticed that he was talking to her.

"Huh?" was her intelligent response.

Mamoru chucked, some things never changed.

"I said what would you like."

Mamoru watched Usagi turn to the girl and give her order, a faint blush stained her cheeks. Mamoru was happy Usagi was still the same in some ways. Mamoru used to consider her a little sister. Since he had none of his own, he assumed that annoying little sisters was what you were supposed to do.

Now that entire image and relationship had gone out the window. Something in her had changed; she was no longer the little girl he occasionally bugged. She couldn't be, Mamoru couldn't imagine picking up where they had left off, and it just wouldn't be the same.

"Usagi, what have you been up to?" he asked sipping his coffee.

"Well, after you left, I kind of realized that I couldn't waste my life away any more and decided to clean up my act. I began to study and here I am today. That's about as interesting as my life story gets. What about you? What have you been doing? One day you just up and left and we never heard from you again."

"Me? Well I guess I just never thought to tell you I was leaving. Motoki knew for months. I'm sorry I never wrote or anything, I just never thought of it." Mamoru returned, slightly embarrassed.

"It's okay, we didn't really have that kind of relationship," Usagi replied smoothly.

"Yes, I suppose so," Mamoru said, while wondering when Usagi became so mature. "Well, it's getting late, I better get you back before curfew."

Fifteen minutes later Usagi found herself in front of her dorm with Mamoru. The hall seemed to get smaller with Mamoru standing so close to her. The sleeve of his blue sweater grazed her bare arm, and she could faintly detect his cologne. She looked up at his tall figure he seemed to be debating something internally. His blue eyes bore down at her own.

The blood began to rush in Usagi's veins, her heart started to beat in overtime. Half of her wanted to run into the safety of her room the other half wanted to stay with Mamoru.

"Goodnight," he said softly, echoing in the empty, dim hallway, "It's been nice seeing you again. If you ever need anything, left me know, I'm just down the hall."

"Goodnight Mamoru," she replied, just as soft, her voice dropped even lower, "You know, I really did miss you."

Mamoru gave a little smile, "Me too, Usa."

Mamoru was about to leave, when he impulsively turned around and gave Usagi a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"Sweet dreams."

With that, he turned and walked away, his footsteps fading in the distance.

Usagi turned and leaned of the doorframe for support, replaying the scene in her mind. She hurried off to bed anxious to dream about a certain blue- eyed man, all thoughts of homesickness washed from her mind.

Mamoru entered his room completely confused, what had he done? This was Usagi, albeit a changed Usagi, he wasn't supposed to be acting this way. He wasn't sure what to do, their old relationship was gone, and he couldn't treat her like before. He wasn't sure he wanted to continue to tread down the path he had started that night.

Mamoru groaned and rolled over, he wasn't going to get any sleep.

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Well, that's it for now, and don't forget to review. Sorry it took me so long to update, but I will be more consistent in future. Okay, bye! FYI, the more reviews I get, the faster I write, not that it has to do with anything, but in case you were wondering.