Disclaimer: Tokyo, and any other locations/brand names I may mention within the text do not belong to me (last I checked). Anyone you've never heard of is someone I've made up. All characters from BSSM are the intellectual property of one Naoko Takeuchi, and then a bunch of other companies and bigwigs, whom I am not in association with. Hey, that almost sounded official.

***Love and Time***

***First Impact***

It was twenty eight past six one Saturday evening. Young Minaguchi Noriko was sitting at her desk, drawing in a sketch pad. The ten-year-old happened to be looking across the street at a stretch of park for inspiration when she saw nine sailor-suited figures getting into a circle formation. Hastily the brunette girl grabbed the pair of binoculars she kept in her desk drawer and lifted them to her face.

It was the Sailorsenshi! Bubbling with joy at seeing her idols, she grabbed her Sailormoon figurine off her nightstand and ran down the staircase, binoculars bumping against her chest. She moved quickly, lest she miss a second of the action.

Noriko had just barely crossed the street into the park, a mere few yards from her heroines. In her young mind, she didn't register that the Sailorsenshi only gathered in events for danger, and that her own life might be at risk being so close. She instead clutched her doll tightly in her fist, gazing in rapture at the senshi of justice in the sailor fuku.

Had she gazed a few feet above Sailorvenus's bow or the top of Sailorsaturn's glaive, she would have seen the gigantic meteor as it followed a path to Earth. Had she tuned out the roar of blood and adrenaline in her brain, she would have heard it. Had she been older, she might have realized that the burning heat over her body was not that of excitement; she was not sweating with nervousness.

But she did not look. She did not tune out. Minaguchi Noriko was only ten years old at the time of the First Impact, at six thirty Saturday evening.