Only Time

By: Zarabeth McGregor

Chapter 3: A New Day, A New Life

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon. Gundam Wing belongs to Bandai and Sailor Moon belongs to another company, Toei Animation. I don't own any of these companies, nor do I know anyone who might own, or have shares within them. Thank you.

                  Ooh…the most popular question here seems to be who is Ami's soul mate…hmm…who indeed…Thank you for reviewing!

                  Oh, this chapter is gonna be kinda short. Sorry!

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                  She smiled at me. She nodded and smiled.

"You're doing the right thing, Ami," she said softly. My breathing was erratic by now. By fear or excitement, I didn't know.

"What do I have to do?" I asked breathlessly.

"Go to your room tonight and get a good night's sleep. When you wake up, everything would have changed. And everything would be have been taken care of. It would be all up to you," she said simply.

"So, wait, if I needed your help, would you show up like you are now?" I asked nervously. This idea was beyond overwhelming. She eyed me strangely, with a smirk on her face. Reading me was more like it.

"We'll see," she finally said. Destiny turned and started to walk away. "I wish you the best, Ami," she said solemnly before going on her way. I clutched my coat closer to me and shuddered as a cold breeze blew. As I watched, I saw Destiny seemingly fade away. I turned and hurried back to the university.

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"Hey, Ami!" Lara giggled as I walked into the dorm. Naomi was with her and they both were grinning like cats that got the cream. "Why are you so late?" they asked, their curiosity stifling me. I could only guess what was going through their minds. And I probably guessed accurately too.

"I…" I started about to defend myself when I stopped. I gave them a mysterious smile. "I was meeting with Destiny." I laughed inwardly at their completely dumbfounded looks. Let them take that any way they wanted to. I went into my room and closed the door. I looked around at the room I had called home for the past few months and sighed. It wasn't much, just a twin bed, a desk with a computer on it, a dressing table, a chair and closet. But I would still miss it.

If this 'Destiny' person didn't just drink one too many tequilas tonight.

I changed into my night things and crawled into bed. Surprisingly, I went to sleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. Soon, I was dead to my usually quiet surroundings.

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                  Well, the next morning was anything but quiet. Car horns were blaring, tires were screeching and music was blasting. I woke up to this din, wondering what had happened overnight. The campus was never this noisy and there wasn't a public road around for miles…then it slowly came back to me. My meeting with Destiny and her messed up message…

"Oh my God!" I gasped sitting up in bed immediately. I looked around hastily and my heart skipped several beats.

I wasn't in my room!

"Omigod, omigod, omigod…" I was close to hyperventilating. My breath was coming in short, uneven bursts. I looked down and realized I wasn't even in my usual night things. Instead of a nightgown, I was now sporting a pair of icy blue boxers and a matching camisole. The room was quite different as well. For one, it was larger than I remembered. Another thing is that it was well furnished. Plush carpeting, Victorian-inspired interior design…it struck me then. I was in a hotel room.

"This is too much…" I whispered as I got up and walked over to the adjoining bathroom I had noticed. I turned on the sink's tap and splashed my face with the cool, refreshing water. I leaned over it and tried to catch my breath. Then I looked up.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" I screamed. Last night, I went to sleep with a pixie cut, this morning I woke up with flowing, blue hair that touched my waist. I fingered it softly afraid it might fall off. It didn't. I tugged on it now, just for extra measure. It stayed firmly planted on my head. Oh Lord, this was getting stranger and stranger by the minute. I realized something…

I didn't know where I was. I wasn't even sure if I knew what day of the week it was. I was near insanity by now. I walked into the bedroom clutching my hair and moaning.

"Oh…what did I do…what did I do?" That's when the phone rang. At first I located it sitting by the bed on a little oak table. Then I watched it, hearing the ringing in my ears. Should I answer it?

Yes! The voice commanded me. Bully if I knew where it came from. I did dive on the bed and pick it up quickly, however.

"H…hello?" I answered shakily. I really didn't know just what the hell to expect anymore.

"Hello!" came a cheerful, and very unfamiliar voice on the other end. "I'm Stacy, calling from the Sanq Kingdom Foreign Affairs Department. Is this Ami Mizuno I'm talking to?" Well, at least I still had my name.

"Yes…yes it is…" I answered uncertainly. So, I was in a place called the Sanq Kingdom…never heard of it.

"Well, you came in here last week for a job interview, and I just called to tell you that you totally blew the other girls away, Ms Mizuno. Your credentials and recommendations are superb…and your personality…really; we would've been crazy not to hire you. So, the job is yours. Do you still want it?" The young lady named 'Stacey' might as well had been talking gibberish, because I wasn't processing a single word of what she just said.

"Um…what job…?" I asked timidly, knowing how stupid I might've sounded, considering I should know what she was talking about.

"Uh…" she said uncertainly, "Your job as personal assistant to the Vice Foreign Minister to the Colonies…"

"Pardon?" I asked, perplexed. Colonies?

"Yes…personal assistant to Ms Relena Darlian/Peacecraft."

And…I shall end this chapter here…nifty cliffhanger, no? Please read and review. Ja!