This story is dedicated to the friendship of Leanne & Ryan. This story has really kept us together, and made us remember all the good times we've had.
We want to give you a piece of our friendship through this story. Hopefully, it will show you the true meaning of friendship and bring you
closer to your friends. Friendships are very special, and important. We hope this story shows you that. Never hold grudges, and do not EVER loose
your friends.

*All characters appear courtesy of the following shows: Angel®, Sailor Moon®, Escaflowne®, Yu-Gi-Oh®, Just Shoot Me®, Pokémon®. Characters belong
to the writers and creators of the preceding shows. Some characters original personalities have been slightly changed. All Rights Reserved. The past statement excludes: Mandy, Veronica, Malaika, Ryu, Seibu, Chad; who
are original characters, created by the writers. *

This story takes place years after Van, Malaika, Ryu, Yukari, and Hitomi's death. During the time before this story, Hitomi was reborn in Japan. She was found by her mother and father lying in her bed, surrounded by white feathers. Hitomi had remembered everything, but had never told anyone. The only part that she hadn't remembered was dying and being reborn. She soon
found out about Van's death and later figured out that his death had brought her back to life. She kept on looking back at all of the tragedies, mostly blaming herself for them. She felt totally alone and could barely live. After many attempted suicides, her parent's divorce, and her mental breakdown, her mother thought that it might help to start a new life and leave the past behind. They moved to America where Hitomi had found an old friend, Hotaru Tomoe. A while later, Hotaru had introduced her to her best friend from high school, Cordillia Chase. They later discover that they are psychically connected and share visions, only Cordillia's aren't painful but Hitomi's are mind-splitting and sometimes leave her unconscious. She
was discovered as Sailor (Planet) X.
After the demise and destruction of the Sailor Scouts, they were all
reborn in the U.S., but strangely had remembered everything that had happened except were no longer Sailor Scouts. Hotaru had been an outcast in
her new American high school, 'Sunnydale High'. Halfway through school,
after a lot of depression, she was "rescued" by Cordillia Chase. They became best friends. This was definitely not a mistake. Hotaru finds that Cordillia and Hitomi are both Sailor Scouts, which leads to the reformation
of the group. Years after her painful break-up with Joey Fatone (from *NSYNC) and many other men, Cordillia has found her real true-love, which is Joey. They soon get married as her singing career (partners with Britney Spears), CEO and superstar of the WWE® career, and acting career sky-rocket. The now super, world-wide, famous celebrity, loved by everyone, still hasn't changed. She still works for Angel Investigations, being one of her favorite jobs. She soon met Hotaru in high school, and they became best friends. Hotaru sees that she is Sailor Earth. Years later she met Hitomi. The two are always at
each other's throats all the time, but they soon discover how good of
friends they really are.
Now, with no further interruptions, Ryan B., Leanne O. present:
The Heart of the Dragon II: The Legend of the Crystal Hearts.

Chapter I:
Rainy Days Flashbacks from 'The Heart of the Dragon'* & 'The Meaning of Friendship'
(Italicized words are lyrics taken from the single, "Beautiful"© by:
Christina Aguilera) *The selection from, 'The Heart of the Dragon', is used with permission and has been slightly changed. This story's original writer is Tiffany (Erika)
S.

Don't look at me.

Everyday is so wonderful, then suddenly, it's hard to breathe. Now and then I get insecure, from all the pain, I'm so ashamed.

I watched as the books flew across the hall, her short black hair lashed across her face, like a thousand whips. Laughter filled the room. Every face held a smile. A smile. One that was huge, lively, bright, but you could see in it, the evilness.

As I kneeled on the cold tile, I felt very weak. Hatred started up in my heart. It slowly ate away at the rest of my body. The laughter, horribly evil. Just so terribly evil. It's like they took pleasure in my pain like the devil does take pleasure in permanent punishment. My eyes began to fill with water. The hot tears ran down my cheek. They dripped off and splashed on the floor. I tried to grind my nails in the floor, but they just slid across. My head began to feel weak, my arms and legs started to shake. I started to lie down. The tiled floor was so cold, and it felt good against my boiling hot body, dripping with sweat. I closed my eyes, hoping when I opened them, I would be in my own bed. Where was my own bed? I really don't even know where I belong anymore. Who am I?

To all your friends, you're delirious. So consumed, in all your doom. Trying hard to fill the emptiness, the pieces gone, left the puzzle undone. Is that the way it is?

The girl lay there and just shook, somehow, I wasn't laughing with everyone else. I didn't even know this girl's name. I had seen her before, but I hadn't really paid any attention. I thought I knew everyone. I am the most popular girl; no person didn't know me, in this school. I looked down at my pair of custom-fitted 5inch heel leather boots, and then at the girl again, then across the room at. At those evil faces. I started to feel something in my stomach, it felt so strange. Just like I felt when my younger sister Raye would get away with things that I got the blame for. Oh and when that stupid Cassidy and Misty would get something I didn't have and show it off. Or when they would steal the attention away from me. Ooo I hate them! But if I hated them, then.Why would I have I feeling of hate, so strong, now? I didn't hate these people; they were all my popular friends. I especially didn't hate these guys. But, that girl, she did nothing, and Chad just tripped her like nothing. Poor girl, I have to do something, but everyone, and, they, me, but, and, I'm popular. I couldn't, no, but, and, then, no, but, um. I felt my self then running towards her. It was like my body was just doing it involuntarily. I knelt down, the laughter stopped. I rubbed my hand.

.Across my forehead. She moved the hair out of my face. It was Cordillia Chase! She would never! Why was she doing this? She helped me up; I pushed her arm away as I got on my feet. I started to pick up my books.

You are beautiful, no matter what they say. Words can't bring you down. 'Cause you are beautiful, in every single way. Yes, words can't bring you down. So don't you bring me down today.

I helped her pick up her books. As I handed them to her she glared at me. She turned around and walked away. No thanks or anything. I stood there shocked. How rude. Maybe I should have left her. For the first time, I actually put my popularity aside to do something kind. Why would she do this? My friends rushed over, "Cordy, why'd you do that?" "Yeah, it was just that girl, um, Holly." "Her name isn't Holly, idiot, it's Helen." "Both of you are wrong, it's Helga!" And then Michelle ran up, "You guys, that was Hotaru, Hotaru Tomoe. That was a very nice thing to do Cordillia." "Yeah, but why Cordillia?" "Yeah, she didn't deserve it. You saw the way she just walked away." "Yeah Cordy. Cordy? Cordillia?" Nobody came to help, and she just lay there, helplessly. She always sits alone; I've never seen her with anyone. She doesn't want a friend? Not even a smile.

No matter what we do, no matter what we say. We're the song inside the tune, full of beautiful mistakes. And everywhere we go, the sun will always shine. And tomorrow we might awake, on the other side.

I rushed into the bathroom as I heard the bell ring. I set my books on the sink, looked at my tear-stricken face, covered it with my hands, and began to cry.

-

Hitomi stared out the window watching the birds fly through the sky and sing their happy songs. It was spring; the air was sticky with humidity and made everyone miserable. She sighed and watched the little kids come home from school. She had stayed home because she hadn't felt like going. Her mother still didn't understand what was wrong with her. It had been four years since coming home from Gaea.

She got up and walked out of her room, going down the stairs to the kitchen to see if she could eat some food. The blinds were opened everywhere in the house and the sunlight poured in. She struggled to keep her scrunched-up eyes open. She hadn't been exposed to much sunlight lately. Her mother and father weren't home for once in her life. She smiled briefly, enjoying the thought that she could do whatever she wanted without getting in trouble. The smile quickly returned into a plain, dull look.

She opened the refrigerator and looked in. She shoved stuff aside. How could there be nothing in here? She slammed the door shut, angry that her mother hadn't gotten any food and for once she wanted food. Her mother was constantly trying to make her eat, but she didn't want any. She didn't want anything.

Hitomi walked back upstairs and grabbed her duffle bag, pressing it full of clothes and other accessories. She went to her parents cluttered room and grabbed a wad of money from her savings that her mom kept hidden in her dresser. She didn't know where she was going and she didn't care. She was so sick of life that there was no point in living it.

Hitomi walked back down the stairs and out the door, not bothering with a note. She headed toward the grocery store for some food. Nervously, she walked through the automatic doors and she saw people stare at her. She tried desperately to hide her face, but they still stared.

She walked down the empty aisles and looked for what she wanted. She snatched some V8 Splash and put it in the basket she had grabbed when she had walked in. She got some candy, chips, and cookies, and walked down the aisle some more. She put some cans of soda in her basket and continued on to the next one, taking stuff that even remotely appealed to her.

Walking down the last isle, she took a bag of Cheez-Its and hurried to the check out, wary of the looks people were giving her. She kept her eyes down and handed the man the stuff she was buying. He stared at her, making her more uncomfortable than she already was. She didn't ask for plastic or paper, just quickly grabbed it, and put it into her duffle bag. She paid and almost ran out of the store.

She remembered suddenly that she left something that meant more than anything did to her, at home. Her house was only a block away and she made the journey back quickly. Her parents came into the driveway right when she was getting ready to walk out of the door. She backed up and ran to the back one. The old door squeaked when she opened it and she waited a second to see if her mother or father had heard it. When she didn't see or detect anything, she ran out the door, slamming it closed and not caring. She slowed down after she got off of her cleanly cut back yard. She smelled the scent of new flowers and inhaled deeply. The pollen she breathed in with it made her sneeze and she stopped breathing in big gulps of air. This just wasn't her day.

She pulled the feather out of her bag and stared at it, stopping. It always seemed to glow whenever she held it in her hand. She closed her eyes and caressed her neck with it and smiled at the softness. She loved the feel of it. Hitomi held it close to her heart, as a tear dipped down her cheek. She put it back into her bag and started off again.