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Chapter 4

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Ami woke up the next morning and looked around. It was dim and she heard little taping noises. She sat up, and realized it was raining. She stretched, and rubbed her eyes. Last night had been upseting. She had called Usagi, and Usagi had would have to pass the message along to the others to the otehers in a meeting this morning.

Greg was evil, and she was told that she wouldn't be able to heal him for a while, a few days, until she gathered her energy to be able to create some sort of healing tool. According to Pluto, she couldn't transform for at least 2 days.

She would keep her energy stored, Her wand hidden attatched to her computer until the one day where she would use it to create the tool. Pluto was unsure what it would look like, or what would happen, but she believed since the senshi had just turned 17, they were getting stronger and able to use that much energy to create something like that. The other senshi would do it too, but they would take turns so some of them could fight.

Ami imagined that the meeting had just begun. They would all be gathered around the table, sitting on the floor drinking tea and eating cookies as Usagi broke the news. Usagi will have been late, ofcourse. The outers and Hotaru would be there too, she was sure. Rini would also there as well, and would probably be argueing with Usagi and distracting her from what she had to say.

Some would laugh, and Rei would probably tell Usagi to concentrate. Well, it would be more like Rei yelling at Usagi to concentrate, and calling her Odango Atama. And Usagi would get mad, and yell at Rei for about 5 minutes before they would be put under control by Makoto and Minako, who ussually just laughed and pulled them away from each other. The outer senshi would simply smile and shake their heads, while Mamoru would try to talk sense to Usagi.

She knew this would happen. It always happened. Although Ami ussualy waited to get out of that crazy room, she had to admit- she missed it terribly. She would have liked to have been there to sit through that meeting.

She stepped out of her bed. Enough sitting around and thinking about where she could be. Now she had to concentrate on where she was. Since it was raining, she believed no one would be outside today. She washed up and got dressed in a pair of clean jeans and put on a t-shirt.

She would just have to avoid fighting for the next two days. Or fight untransformed against enemies.

She walked down the stairs and was surprised to see everyone already down there. They seemed to be arguing over something.

"You think too much of it Heero. She lost to Wufei simply because Wufei has experience and she does not," she heard Quatre say, obviously changing his mind from what he had thought the other night.

She stood silently, leaning against the wall next to the entrance of the room. No one could see her afcourse.

A few more angry words were exchanged, and someone walked out of the room in a rush, walking past Ami's figure who blended in well with the shadows. She watched him closely.

Quatre. He paused as he walked and took a breath. He ussually didn't get angry. They had been arguing about her. Was she destroying their friendship? Quatre seemed to feel her gaze from behind him as he stood still, and turned to look at her.

There eyes met, for only a moment, but it seemed longer. Quatre looked into Ami's deep blue eyes, and could find knowledge and wisdom in her gaze. Wisdom that came from age and experience, and a little bit of hurt as well. Although as hard as he looked, he saw nothing deceiving. He smiled at her.

Ami knew he was analyzing her, so she returned the smile gently.

"Your friends are just worried about you. They are protective, and fear you will get hurt. I'm not insulted, so don't get angry. I prefer it when you're calm and cool," Ami said, ending in a slightly humorous tone, yet still very calm.

"I know, but I just can't believe they are accusing you of all these things. They don't even know you," he answered, having calmed down.

Ami stepped out of the shadows and grabbed his hand, avoiding his eyes.

"Let's go have breakfast, I'm sure you're hungry."

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Ami walked around the house with Quatre after breakfast. They found a nice quiet room, and sat down to talk.

Quatre told her everything about his life, about how he used to fight in the war, about his family.

Ami told him a few things she made up about her 'father' killed in the war, about what she was told about her life.

She also used this time to tell him about her friends, and how close they were, leaving out a big chunk of her story.

Quatre laughed at some of her descriptions of her friends.

"Did you meet them in school," he asked.

"Most of them, some of them I met at the arcade and stuff. One I met at her temple," Ami said.

Quatre nodded. He looked at his watch and laughed.

"We've been in here nearly two hours!"

Ami laughed as well.

"Guess we got carried away," she said.



"It's nice to have someone to talk to," he responded, turning to look her directly in the eye for the second time that day.

"Yeah," she said in a daze, looking back. They started to lean forwards toward each other, but someone opened the door and they both flew back into their seats, blushes spreading across both their faces.

Duo stood in the doorway, grinning from ear to ear.



"Hee hee hee."

"DUO!" Ami through a pillow from one of the couches at him, and he ran off. Ami stood up.

"We better get out of here before someone gets the wrong idea," she said. He nodded and stood as well.

On her way out the door, Quatre stopped her.

"Where did you learn to fight like that," he asked Ami.

"Well, a few of my friends taught me during the war, so I got interested and took a class. Self defense, ya know. I'm nowhere near as good as Wufei, he went easy on me," Ami said.

This seemed to satisfy Quatre, and they went seperate ways.

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Ami walked down the G wing late at night, around midnight. The pilots wouldn't let her out of their sight all day. This was one of the few unexplored parts of the mansion. No one in the house came to this wing, apparently it hadn't been used since before the war and she had heard a few maids discussing how they betted it was haunted.

So it was dark and unclean, the long hallway. Ami knew there was no ghost ofcourse, but Ami had a slight idea about what could be going on here.

With the added rain and thunder outside, it seemed the perfect scary story scene. Now she would open the closet and sometjing would jump out at her. She smiled to herself as she made her way through the dark. She passed by a large window going down the hall, and lightning struck at that moment, making Ami jump, but she was able to suppress her scream.



'Calm down Ames, just thunder and lightning. You know how it is formed, for God sakes, stop acting like Usagi,' she thought to herself.

She continued down the hall, and heard something like the sound of someone talking coming from a room down the hall. Cautiously she approached, and peeked inside. Nothing. But hadn't she just heard noises? She opened the door all the way.

That's wierd. The room had a small door. She crossed the room and stared at the door. Well, clearly anyone could crawl through. She felt like Alice in wonderland. She turned the handle, but it wouldn't open.

Locked, afcourse. If she was sailor Mercury, she could open it, but she couldn't transform, and was in no position to bust in and start fighting.

She headed back to her room. She couldn't be afraid the enemy would kill her in her sleep, it was too obvious and she was sure the enemy hated her enough to want to torture her first. She knew the enemy would want to meet with her- after they got a hold of the estate. She wondered why she hadn't been taken to the enemies base yet.

Perhaps there was something Setsuna wasn't telling her. Maybe it was a lot more complicated than a past hate. Could it actually have something to do with Quatre besides his estate?

Ami frowned. The possibilities were endless.

Upon leaving the G wing, which she ran into someone. She stopped, and stood still, wondering if it was an enemy, and she couldn't see anything. Lightning struck again, and it lit up the hallway.

Trowa? He stood silently as ussual, looking at her with one eye. He reached out to grab her arm.

"What are you doing out here," he said, speaking more than two words for the first time. It was now dark, the lightning having only shown for a split second.

"I got lost looking for the bathroom, uh- I'm tried, so I'm going to sleep, bye." She said this quickly and quietly, and shuffeled past before he could say another word.



Trowa frowned, and watched the shadow of her retreating figure. Maybe Heero and Wufei had a point. She could be dangerous. He would keep an eye out.

The next morning Ami woke up and stretched. One more day, and she could transform. She opened her door, and peaked outside, suddenly realizing she was still in her clothes from yesterday. She had woken up late.

She quickly washed up and got dressed, and ran down the stairs, meeting up with Duo in the hall and they both turned the corner in front of the dining room at the same time, there mouths both falling open.

Heero sat in the room, arms crossed, sitting next to Trowa, and Wufei. On the other side of the table, sat Quatre. Next to him sat a woman with dark almost black green hair and brown eyes. Her hair was in a long ponytail.

She was beautiful, Ami had to admit, and about her age. She wore a pair of short black shorts and a black tanktop. She had a pair of black high heals. Ami looked down at her outfit, which consisted of a pair of light blue cotten capris and a white tanktop with thin double straps and a pair of light blue sandals.

She looked much older, but ami oculd tell she wasn't.

"Oh, Ami, come sit," Quatre said, ushering to the empty chair on his other side. She sat down, and Duo sat next to her, still stairing blankly at the girl. Ami gave her a soft smile and turned to her food. Duo kept staring, as if under a spell, and by now Ami knew him well.

"Wow, you are hot and sexy and I love you," he let out a yelp and grabbed his foot. Ami smirked and looked down at her food, nodding in approval of the fact that her sandals had a heel.

Ami looked at Duo. he had momentarilly snapped out of his gaze and eaten a bit, but soon returned to staring.

"This is Julliana. She will be staying with us, because she is the daughter of someone i've been doing alot of bussiness with and her house was burned down. So she needs a place to stay for a bit, since her parents are staying at a friends house."

"I don't mind," Duo was still in a daze.

"It's nice to meet you, Julliana. My name is Ami Anderson," Ami introduced herself cassually, hoping Julliana wasn't who she thought she was.

Julliana gave them a smile.

"Nice to meet ye'all. Been hopin t' make some friends my age Ami," Julliana said, speaking in a southern accent.

"I love your accent," Duo said still in a daze. Ami frowned, and Julliana giggled.

"You are very silly Duo," Julliana said.

"I'm sure we'll be friends," Ami lied. She stood up and started to leave the room.

"Hey, you didn't eat anything Ami," Quatre protested.

"Oh, I did, you just weren't paying attention," Ami lied again, rushing away to call the scouts. On her way through the doorway, she saw Julliana stand up and swing her arms over Quatre's neck and shoulder, hanging off him defensivly.

She shook her head and continued down the hall, but stopped. She stuck her head back in the room.

"Julliana," she said.

Julliana looked up at her. Ami smiled sweetly.

"I never caught your last name," she said.

"My last name- oh. It's Morands," she said, after a moment. Ami nodded.

"Alright, I'll see you all later."

She continued down the hall.

Once in her room, she closed and locked the door. She pulled out her communicater.

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Julliana pov.

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I frowned as Ami dissapeared, a look of apsolute despise appearing on her face. Ami. The one center of my hate. Capturing Greg had been quite useful. I hated that girl with all my heart and soul. But I couldn't kill her- yet.

Not until I had Quatre fully under my control. I looked over at Quatre. The one person in this world she was no where near hating. I had been watching and waiting for his love for 2 years now. If I killed Ami, I would lose my chance to get to Quatre. He would be too distressed and suspicious then. Unless I could make it look like an accident.

A terrible accident.

Ami peaked back into the room, her icy blue eyes meeting my serious brown ones.



"I never caught your name," she told me in that innocent voice, tipping her head and offering a fake sweet smile.

I answered and she left, living up to her name in the silver millenium as the princess of ice, with her cool, calm, and serene attitude. Friendly, yet also cold at the same time. She had never really told anyone of her hate for Ami. Time would tell all.

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Ami's pov.

I opened my communicater.

"Mako? Are you there?"

Her face appeared on the screen.

She yawned.

"Why up so early Ames?"

"It's 9:00."

"Right, guess the late battle last night caused me to sleep in," Mako said with a smile.

"Listen, do you know how I can contact Setsuna? I need to talk to her, and all I get is static," I said.

"Hang on a second," Mako's face dissapeared, and she came back a minute later.

"I can hook her up from my communicater onto yours, hold on again," Mako said. Her face dissapeared, and Pluto's appeared.

"A question, if you will Setsuna," started Ami.

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