I Will Return
A Sailor Moon Fanfic
Written by Ice Phoenix
*yawns* here's another chapter... served up... for you... readers... *falls asleep on keyboard:* yhu nhbjm0k ytynb b n 7 t7t v
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Up early the next morning, Usagi went through her customary bathroom routine, and was down preparing breakfast by seven.
Sammy entered, yawning. He sat at the table, looking at his sister blearily. "Mornin' mum." he murmured.
Usagi laughed "Guess again squirt."
The younger sibling nearly fell off his chair "Usagi- up early?! And making breakfast?"
Thunk
Forehead collided with table, and Usagi laughed again, serving her brother pancakes.
Done with breakfast, Usagi was greeted by the old Crossroads Uniform, held up in front of her by Irene.
She blinked "Huh? What's this for?"
"School, dear." came the cheerful reply.
Usagi nearly choked "School?! Already?!"
Sammy snickered "What, you think you'd be out of it this easily? No chance."
"Jusy put it on Usagi sweetie." her mother urged "Else you'll be late."
"Joy..." taking it from her mother, Usagi swept upstairs, changing quickly. At least I'll be better than I used to be... she mused, returning downstairs. It felt strange yet familiar to be wearing the uniform, especially after a year of maroon, blue and grey. Back I go again...
Although; for the first time in longer than she could remember, Usagi left her hair down, the silver streaks adding a nice touch to the blonde. After all, there was no rule against hairstyles at Crossroads.
Finding herself with plently of time (about an hour or so) until school started, she dawdled along the street, and stopped at the school gates. Welcome the new student class, Usagi. her mind chimed, knowing the introductory sentence was virtually universal. And then I act all nervous... she snorted, walking inside Maybe back in Australia. Not here. Here is where I belong; I know these halls, I'm not new, I'm old...
Still thinking, she entered the building, walking down the still-empty halls. Boredly, she quickly collected a schedule - today was the first day, and it would be mayhem soon, before people settled back into the routine of school terms.
Usagi found her locker in a matter of moments, putting her books into it neatly. Done with that, she went in search of the first classroom. Sliding the door open, Usagi slipped inside, dumping her bag on a table next to the window. Sitting on the chosen desk, she leant against the window, and stared. Just stared out the window, watching people down and outside, filtering in through the gates placidly.
Checking the role, Usagi had been pleased to find that Ami had skipped a grade, now one above her. That's one more that's easier to avoid... Makoto was in a different class. Same grade, but not in any of Usagi's lessons. Strangely enough, none of her old friends were... Either coincidence, or Lady Fate played a hand... she thought idly. Behind her, Usagi could hear people entering the room, reuniting with old friends, and others finding themselves good positions in the classroom. Most ignored the future queen, and Usagi had no desire to go and introduce herself; that would come later.
The bell went, and the teacher entered. Usagi took her place, only to be beckoned forward by the mistress.
"Class, I would like to introduce to you all," Tsukino Usagi, the schoolgirl mimicked in her mind. "Tsukino Usagi." Congratlations, you win the grand prize. came the sarcastic remark mentally.
Other students looked to her with interest, curious. Usagi had simply left the school a year ago, and just as suddenly returned, apparently. Though this time, there was something more... mature about her. The way she held herself, the way Usagi scanned the classmates. It was hard to place; but she was different.
"You may sit again." Usagi obliged, and class began for the new term.
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Much to the amusement of her fellow students, Usagi didn't bother to go outside come lunch. She remained in the classroom, taking up her former position of staring out the window.
Makoto and Ami passed the classroom, chatting. Stopping, Jupiter's guardian back-tracked, pausing at the doorway. "Ami- who's that?"
Ami blinked, looking at Usagi curiously. "Beats me."
Usagi heard them, and looked around. "Nani?"
"Check it out," Ami murmured "Silvery hair. Fast reflexes, and her eyes; they hold... knowledge." Makoto nodded slowly, absorbing this information.
Usagi stood up, looking to them. Ah shit, ah shit; I just know they're gonna recognise me! her mind was frantic. What to do- what to do?!
"..." a moment of silence stretched between them, broken by the sudden ringing of the school bell.
Makoto and Ami jumped, startled. Usagi was unsettled as well, but she hid it under a calm exterior, pure habit guiding her.
People began to stream in, and Makoto dragged Ami away.
Usagi sighed, and took her seat, prepared for the next class.
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"Hey Ami-" Makoto ran to catch up with her friend, school was done for the day. "Any ideas on who it was?"
"What's today's date?" came the sudden question.
"Third of September, why?" Makoto answered, confused.
"What happened, last year, on this day?" Ami continued walking, stopping at the bus stop.
"Uh..." then it hit her. "Usagi. That's who it was!"
"If we're right, it is." Ami answered.
Makoto slapped her forehead "I'm such an idiot..." she sighed. "But why wasn't she happy to see us, or seek us out?"
"Maybe she just needs a bit more time to settle in." Ami suggested, climbing onto the bus. Makoto followed.
*wakes up* damn, I missed the chapter... *shrugs* ah well, I'll just read it later... *sighs* these chapters are probably getting long and boring... ah well, in the next chapter or so comes the reunion... Maybe...
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