Chapter 1- Society sucks.

Disc-i don't own Sailormoon.


"I told you! I just don't want a guy right now, Cere!"
"You are going to have to get over him sometime! I just want you to be happy!"
"I DON'T CARE ABOUT HIM ANYMORE! and I would be much happier if you would just BUTT OUT!"
"AT LEAST COME TO THE DANCE TOMMOROW!"

Pallas sighed. They had been going at it for just a few minutes, but it seemed like a few
hours.

"Hey Pallas..." asked Vesves sugary sweet.
"What do you want now Ves?" inquired Pallas.
"Why do you always think I want something?"
"Hell...I can answer that. Because you always DO!" said Junjun.
Vesves chooses to ignore this.
"Pallas...your the only one that Hotaru never yells at...Don't ya think you could try to get
her to go to da dance? That would stop the splitting head aches. PLEASE!!!"
"Alright...I'll see what I can do."
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"Taru-chan...plz come with us to the dance. It won't be much fun without you. And besides
you've been under a lot of stress lately... It will be good for you to just have fun and
get stuff off your mind." reasoned Palla.

"Palla! You know I hate stuff like this..."

"It will be fun though! I promise!"

"Okay.
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The music was thumping so loud that Hotaru couldn't hear herself think. 'Why did I let them
persuade me to come?'
"Yo Taru!!! You know you dance better than any of us!" yelled Junjun
"Ya chicky! Get your ass on the dance floor!" yelled Vesves
'Ah...what the hell...it won't hurt anything. Besides...everyone deserves fun once and a
while. And he wouldn't want me to have fun. He wants me to just sit here miserable. I'll
show him!'
"You asked for it little girls!" retorted Hotaru as she wondered onto the dance floor.

As Hotaru started dancing, all heads turned. Hotaru Tomoe never danced anymore. Cere had
replaced her after HE left her. It was just a fact that Cere won the dance floor, and
Hotaru didn't intrude on her turf. It wouldn't have mattered if Cere was better than Hotaru
but that was the problem. Cere didn't compare to Hotaru. Nobody did. Cere stopped. 'What
does she think she's trying to prove?' Cere stomped over and pulled Hotaru to the bathroom.
"WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PROVE?" Cere demanded.
"I'm just trying to have a good time Cere. Isn't that what you want?" Hotaru said inocently.
"you know very well what you are doing. Just because he left you for me, you are trying to
steal my spotlight!"
"Why are you acting like this? You never cared until you started dating him! It shouldn't
matter."
"You can dance, but NOT like that."
"I'll dance how I want to, when I want to, where I want to."
"Fine"
"Fine"

Back on the dancefloor, Hotaru just decided to sit down. She knew what was happening and
she couldn't believe it. 'Oh well...I hate fighting with Cere, but what can I do? Be a
bump on a log?'

A young man walked up to Hotaru. "Uh...you're Princess Hotaru of Saturn right?"
"Yes...who wants to know?"
"Nothing...I was just wondering if you wanna dance..."
Hotaru stared at him in disbelief. NO ONE asked Sailor Saturn to dance. It just wasn't
done anymore. Ever since him...

"Sorry...I-i-i Can't." She turned and ran out of the dance club. On the way out, she
bumped into something hard and blacked out.