Sorry, but I think this chapter is slightly shorter than usual Also not to worry, this is not the last.

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Chapter 7--Life or Death

Usagi opened her eyes to a glaring brightness. Squinting she allowed her eyes to gradually adjust and finally took in her surroundings, it was a small white room dotted with stainless steel accents. Her nose was assulted with the smell of antiseptic and clenser. Instantly she knew it was a hospital.

She feverishly tried to recall the events that had led her here. Slowly the memories of the evening filtered back to her. She felt tears spring to her eyes at the pain they carried with them. Usagi refused to cry.

She glanced down at herself surprised to see that she was not in the hospital gown usually worn by the patients, instead she found that she was wearing what she swore was the exact same outfit that she had on earlier, but it seemed to be lacking any sign of damage. No torn fabric. No blood stains.

Though Thoroughly confused she pushed away the questions that bubbled to the surface, and lifted her shirt, frightened of what she might find.

Usagi's mouth gaped open in shock, not believing the sight that laid before her eyes, she gingerly placed her hand on her stomach to ensure that what she saw was true. Like her shirt, her skin stood unmarred, as if the night had never occured. She knew it had though. The pain that her memories had brought had felt far to real for it not to be.

Slowly she sung her legs off the cold hard bed she had been resting on. Her muscles were stiff, not wanting to cooperate, sending small painful throbs to her joints. Carefully she stepped down to the floor, realizing for the first time that she was still wearing her shoes.

'Why am I not surprised' she thought to herself. The confusion she had felt earlier returned to her in full force.

She made her way across the small room, her muscles and joints starting to feel better as she moved. She pushed through the doors only to find herself in an unfamiliar hallway. Her eyes quickly darted around trying to find something or someone that could help explain the questions that now filled her mind.

'Where is everyone?' she asked herself silently. 'Surely the girls and Seiya would have been there, and what about her parents? No!' she corrected herself 'they left this morning with Shingo.'

She sighed as she finally realized that she was standing in a vacant hall. Turning she noticed the sign by the door, her breath caught in her throat when she read the words. 'Operating Room'

Usagi shook her head as if the act could some how unscramble her thoughts, and she would be able to make sense of the situation.

"This is too weird" she said aloud, speaking for the first time since she woke up. Her throat was sore and slightly raspy. She despreatly wanted some water to sooth the dryness away. Usagi knew that would have to wait.

At random she choose a hallway to walk down, hoping it would lead her to someone who had the answers she so desprately wanted to know.

The hallway seemed impossibly long, constantly bending only to reveal more emptiness beyond, Usagi was tired of walking, she felt sleep trying to reclaim her. She considered turning around and heading back to the room, surely someone would come to check on her. Just as the thought entered her mind she turned yet another corner in this never ending hallway. She felt a smile grace the corners of her mouth as she saw a large pair of swinging doors. She ran towards them, not caring that her muscles burned in protest.

She burst through the doors into a large room full of people. People that she knew. Usagi's smile grew bigger as she saw all her friends, they were gathered around a man dress in white, whom, she assumed, was her doctor.

"Seiya" she tried to call out to alert him to her presence, but her throat was far to dry and only an inaudible squeak escaped her lips.

She let out a hard frustrated breath, and forced her weary legs to move to where her friends where standing. As she got closer bits of their conversation met her ears. They seemed to be discussing her situation, but mostly using medical terms that Usagi didn't understand. She didn't care to either.

Seiya looked up, she was directly in his sight line. She placed the winning smile on her face that she knew he adored. His eyes returned to focus on the doctor.

'Whats going on?' she thought to herself 'Its like he didn't even notice me.'

Usagi got closer to the group until the was standing only a foot away from the people she loved. She took in the looks of worry and sadness that were etched into all their faces. Guilt washed over her, as she realized the she was the cause of all their pain.

"What are you trying to tell us Doctor? Whats the bottom line?" Haruka said forcefully. Usagi felt her self smiling at the woman. Always such a fierce protector.

The Doctor drew in a long breath and let it out slowly, preparing to tell the sandy blond the answer to her question. Usagi listened intently, hoping that his words would help her better understand the situation she found herself in.

"I am afraid that Miss Tsukino didn't make it through the surgery, she was too weak from having lost so much blood. I'm sorry" the doctor responded softly.

Usagi watched shock register on all their faces. She knew her expression probably looked the same. The meaning of the words the doctor spoke finally sunk in. Her knees shook and gave out from beneth her, she collapsed to the floor.

Rocking back and forth, Usagi finally understood all the confusion that she had felt before. The clean clothes, her unharmed stomach, the reason Seiya didn't seem to see her, it all made sence now.

"I'm dead" she wispered, knowing that noone but her would hear those words.