Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or any of the Sailor Moon characters
mentioned in this story.
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Chapter One
Ami Mizuno stared at her French textbook, urging her mind to focus and memorize the fifty extra verbs for homework. Yet it continued to disobey her, fluttering around her head aimlessly, unable to settle down.
"That's IT. I need a break, big time." She muttered darkly and got up from her desk. She didn't even bother placing the papers neatly in her French Folder, which was proof enough she was in major distress. Her test was in exactly a week, and she was only five chapters ahead!
Amy walked into the spotless, white kitchen, and grabbed a bottle of crystal water out of the large fridge. Her mother was a docor, and always insisted that Amy should take good care of herself and not pollute her body with junk and fizzy drinks. That was the main reason Usagi hardly ever visited the Mizuno homestead. There was never any food to satisfy her outrageous cravings.
As her thoughts turned to Usagi, Ami stifled a laugh. Here she was, worrying about a test that was a week away, while Usagi was most likely reading her mindless comics or chattering away with Minako on the phone, discussing a cute guy or a new dress. The girl never worried about grades, claiming that she didn't need them anyway, seeing as she would become the Queen of Earth regardless of her marks.
Suddenly Ami decided to be impulsive. She snatched her keys from the hook behind the door, and jogged out of her apartment. Usagi was just what she needed right now. Her mind was in a total frenzy over exams and the extreme workload (that Ami created for herself anyhow) and she needed to relax, at least for a little while.
While she jogged, Ami admired her wonderful neighbourhood. Because of her mother's profession, Ami had never been deprived of anything materialistic. They lived in a glamorous apartment, filled with velvet carpets and restaurants on the first floor. Really, her apartment block was more like a five- star hotel rather than a living domain. Yet she had never been deprived of love either. Ami lead a happy, comfortable life with her mother, and constantly received letters from her father, who was a travelling artist. Many of the artworks in her home were in fact painted by him. Ami somehow felt closer to him while she studied the paintings, feeling the love and warmth inside of them.
As she passed the local swimming pool, she recalled all the times she had raced against Michiru. The older girl was also a fantastic swimmer, second only to Ami herself. They still met occasionally, but the increasing workload on both parties prevented them from socializing as often as before.
Finally she arrived at the Tsukino residence. It was a nice, neat double story house, very comfortable and airy. Usagi's neighbourhood was not as exclusive as Ami's, yet it was still pretty and neat in its own right.
She knocked on the door, timidly at first, then louder. A harassed looking Ikuko Tsukino opened the door, her eyes roaming the area from left to right.
"Oh, Ami! What a pleasant surprise. I am very glad that you've dropped by. Usagi is being simply impossible at the moment. I have been telling her to get off the phone for the last hour, but she just keeps on ignoring me. Maybe you can knock some sense into her." Ikuko muttered darkly, then stepped back to let Ami in.
Ami took off her shoes and walked up to Usagi's room. Even in the corridor Usagi's voice could be heard plainly.
"Oh Mina-chan, you DIDN'T! That was sooooo mean. So what if he's a little bit on the nerdy side? It doesn't mean he's horrible." Usagi squealed over the telephone. Ami crept up behind her, not wanting to disturb the heated conversation.
Suddenly Usagi spotted the shy girl standing in the doorway, and jumped up to hug her, dropping the phone.
"Ami-chan! What are you doing here?" She exclaimed happily, glad to have her friend drop by. Usagi always enjoyed Ami's company, and Ami hers, despite the vast gap in their intelligence.
"Oh, I just thought I'd drop by and see how you're going. I also need to relax a little bit. My mind is in utter turmoil." Ami sighed, and sat down on Usagi's bed. Usagi, not fully understanding the last few words, only nodded cheerfully, and lunged once more for the telephone.
"Listen, Mina-chan, Ami-chan has just dropped in, so I have to go. I'll call you back later, OK? Bye." Usagi hung up the phone, and chucked it carelessly on her bed, barely missing Ami's head.
"So, do you want to go and get some ice- cream? I'm famished." Usagi patted her flat stomach fondly, her eyes sparkling at the thought of junk food. Ami laughed, happy she had decided to visit her bubbly friend. She felt better already.
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"Oh, look how pretty that dress is! I would buy it, except.." Usagi stared sadly at her empty purse, regretting spending all of her weekly allowance at the arcade. But Mina-chan had kept beating her at the Sailor V game, and Usagi simply couldn't let her win. Oh well, she could always wait until next week.
Ami smiled sympathetically at her friend, sorry she didn't have any money herself to lend. She had run out of the house so fast, she hadn't had time to think about bringing much change.
All of a sudden Usagi squealed with delight.
"There he is! There's my saviour!" She cried, and ran towards a handsome man with glossy black hair.
She grabbed his arm, and hugged it tightly. She turned up her head, and looked into his eyes imploringly.
"Mamo-chan, have I ever told you how much I love you?" She said softly, batting her eyelashes. The young man laughed, and drew her towards him. Usagi burrowed her face into his warm chest, loving the comfortable feeling that always welled up inside of her when she was close to him.
"Usako, what do you want now?" He asked, his voice filled with affection.
Usagi's face was a picture of innocence.
"What makes you think I want something, Mamo-chan? I only told you I love you." She asked, pretending to be hurt. Her soft, red lips scrunched up into an adorable pout, her eyes misted over. The man laughed again, and pulled out his wallet. He was used to this behaviour. Usagi was always loving towards him, but she became especially affectionate when she wanted something.
He handed her a fifty dollar bill, hoping it would be enough.
Usagi stared at it, acting as if she didn't know what to do with it, then took it gingerly from his hand. A Cheshire grin spread across her pretty face.
"Mamo-chan, you spoil me, you know?" She kissed him on the cheek, then dragged him towards the store she had been in previously. Ami was still standing in front of it, not wishing to disturb the happy couple. From a distance, she looked carefree and content, but a close observer would have noticed something poignant in her dark blue eyes.
Usagi grabbed her arm on the way into the store, also dragging her along. The man shrugged at Ami helplessly, grinning all the while.
As Usagi bounced off to try on the dress, he spoke up.
"Ami, how are your studies going? Do you still plan to go to Germany in the fall?" He asked, his intelligent eyes sparkling with interest.
"Yes, that's what I plan to do. What about you, Mamoru? Are you going to re- apply to Harvard University?" Ami asked in return, curious of his answer. Their last battle with Galaxia had prevented Mamoru from attending the afore said University, as he had been killed even before he had started.
His eyes darkened at the painful memory, but he quickly shook his head to clear away any disturbing images
"I think I will, but I really don't want to leave Usako. Especially after what happened last time. I don't want her to worry ever again." Mamoru glanced at his girlfriend, his eyes illuminating the strongest love possible. Ami sighed. She wished someone would someday look at HER that way.
"Tada! Mamo-chan, Ami-chan, what do you think?" Usagi twirled around on the spot, giving them both a good look at the dress. It was a sexy pink halter dress, very slinky. Usagi normally went for the cutesy types of clothes, so both the parties were surprised at her choice. Yet it was undeniable that she looked good. Fantastic, in fact. Her slim figure was outlined perfectly, and the colour suited her peaches and cream complexion wonderfully. She was truly a sight to behold.
"You look beautiful, Usako. Great choice." Mamoru said sincerely, admiration and love shining in his eyes. Usagi beamed, then turned to Ami to hear her comment.
"You look attractive in anything, yet this dress highlights all your superlative points. You should be proud of being so pretty." Ami smiled at her friend. She knew she could praise Usagi wholly, as the girl was too pure to become stuck up.
"Thank you, Ami-chan." Usagi smiled sweetly, and then bounced back into the changing rooms to change.
"Ami-chan, I would like to hear your adivice on a certain matter. Do you think it would be wise if I proposed to Usagi now?" Mamoru asked, his gaze intense.
Ami blushed, surprised he would ask her opinion on such an intimate matter.
"I think that Usagi, although immature and responsible most of the time, IS ready for marriage. There has never been anyone more devoted or loving than she has been, and forever will be, to you. Although I WOULD like to see you get past her father." Ami giggled, thinking of Usagi's overprotective dad.
Mamoru laughed, and the tension eased. Before he had a chance to say anything else, Usagi jumped over to them, the shopping bag with her purchase clutched tightly in her small hands.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go get that ice- cream!" She cried, circling both their waists, and pulling them towards the ice- cream stall across the street.
Chapter One
Ami Mizuno stared at her French textbook, urging her mind to focus and memorize the fifty extra verbs for homework. Yet it continued to disobey her, fluttering around her head aimlessly, unable to settle down.
"That's IT. I need a break, big time." She muttered darkly and got up from her desk. She didn't even bother placing the papers neatly in her French Folder, which was proof enough she was in major distress. Her test was in exactly a week, and she was only five chapters ahead!
Amy walked into the spotless, white kitchen, and grabbed a bottle of crystal water out of the large fridge. Her mother was a docor, and always insisted that Amy should take good care of herself and not pollute her body with junk and fizzy drinks. That was the main reason Usagi hardly ever visited the Mizuno homestead. There was never any food to satisfy her outrageous cravings.
As her thoughts turned to Usagi, Ami stifled a laugh. Here she was, worrying about a test that was a week away, while Usagi was most likely reading her mindless comics or chattering away with Minako on the phone, discussing a cute guy or a new dress. The girl never worried about grades, claiming that she didn't need them anyway, seeing as she would become the Queen of Earth regardless of her marks.
Suddenly Ami decided to be impulsive. She snatched her keys from the hook behind the door, and jogged out of her apartment. Usagi was just what she needed right now. Her mind was in a total frenzy over exams and the extreme workload (that Ami created for herself anyhow) and she needed to relax, at least for a little while.
While she jogged, Ami admired her wonderful neighbourhood. Because of her mother's profession, Ami had never been deprived of anything materialistic. They lived in a glamorous apartment, filled with velvet carpets and restaurants on the first floor. Really, her apartment block was more like a five- star hotel rather than a living domain. Yet she had never been deprived of love either. Ami lead a happy, comfortable life with her mother, and constantly received letters from her father, who was a travelling artist. Many of the artworks in her home were in fact painted by him. Ami somehow felt closer to him while she studied the paintings, feeling the love and warmth inside of them.
As she passed the local swimming pool, she recalled all the times she had raced against Michiru. The older girl was also a fantastic swimmer, second only to Ami herself. They still met occasionally, but the increasing workload on both parties prevented them from socializing as often as before.
Finally she arrived at the Tsukino residence. It was a nice, neat double story house, very comfortable and airy. Usagi's neighbourhood was not as exclusive as Ami's, yet it was still pretty and neat in its own right.
She knocked on the door, timidly at first, then louder. A harassed looking Ikuko Tsukino opened the door, her eyes roaming the area from left to right.
"Oh, Ami! What a pleasant surprise. I am very glad that you've dropped by. Usagi is being simply impossible at the moment. I have been telling her to get off the phone for the last hour, but she just keeps on ignoring me. Maybe you can knock some sense into her." Ikuko muttered darkly, then stepped back to let Ami in.
Ami took off her shoes and walked up to Usagi's room. Even in the corridor Usagi's voice could be heard plainly.
"Oh Mina-chan, you DIDN'T! That was sooooo mean. So what if he's a little bit on the nerdy side? It doesn't mean he's horrible." Usagi squealed over the telephone. Ami crept up behind her, not wanting to disturb the heated conversation.
Suddenly Usagi spotted the shy girl standing in the doorway, and jumped up to hug her, dropping the phone.
"Ami-chan! What are you doing here?" She exclaimed happily, glad to have her friend drop by. Usagi always enjoyed Ami's company, and Ami hers, despite the vast gap in their intelligence.
"Oh, I just thought I'd drop by and see how you're going. I also need to relax a little bit. My mind is in utter turmoil." Ami sighed, and sat down on Usagi's bed. Usagi, not fully understanding the last few words, only nodded cheerfully, and lunged once more for the telephone.
"Listen, Mina-chan, Ami-chan has just dropped in, so I have to go. I'll call you back later, OK? Bye." Usagi hung up the phone, and chucked it carelessly on her bed, barely missing Ami's head.
"So, do you want to go and get some ice- cream? I'm famished." Usagi patted her flat stomach fondly, her eyes sparkling at the thought of junk food. Ami laughed, happy she had decided to visit her bubbly friend. She felt better already.
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"Oh, look how pretty that dress is! I would buy it, except.." Usagi stared sadly at her empty purse, regretting spending all of her weekly allowance at the arcade. But Mina-chan had kept beating her at the Sailor V game, and Usagi simply couldn't let her win. Oh well, she could always wait until next week.
Ami smiled sympathetically at her friend, sorry she didn't have any money herself to lend. She had run out of the house so fast, she hadn't had time to think about bringing much change.
All of a sudden Usagi squealed with delight.
"There he is! There's my saviour!" She cried, and ran towards a handsome man with glossy black hair.
She grabbed his arm, and hugged it tightly. She turned up her head, and looked into his eyes imploringly.
"Mamo-chan, have I ever told you how much I love you?" She said softly, batting her eyelashes. The young man laughed, and drew her towards him. Usagi burrowed her face into his warm chest, loving the comfortable feeling that always welled up inside of her when she was close to him.
"Usako, what do you want now?" He asked, his voice filled with affection.
Usagi's face was a picture of innocence.
"What makes you think I want something, Mamo-chan? I only told you I love you." She asked, pretending to be hurt. Her soft, red lips scrunched up into an adorable pout, her eyes misted over. The man laughed again, and pulled out his wallet. He was used to this behaviour. Usagi was always loving towards him, but she became especially affectionate when she wanted something.
He handed her a fifty dollar bill, hoping it would be enough.
Usagi stared at it, acting as if she didn't know what to do with it, then took it gingerly from his hand. A Cheshire grin spread across her pretty face.
"Mamo-chan, you spoil me, you know?" She kissed him on the cheek, then dragged him towards the store she had been in previously. Ami was still standing in front of it, not wishing to disturb the happy couple. From a distance, she looked carefree and content, but a close observer would have noticed something poignant in her dark blue eyes.
Usagi grabbed her arm on the way into the store, also dragging her along. The man shrugged at Ami helplessly, grinning all the while.
As Usagi bounced off to try on the dress, he spoke up.
"Ami, how are your studies going? Do you still plan to go to Germany in the fall?" He asked, his intelligent eyes sparkling with interest.
"Yes, that's what I plan to do. What about you, Mamoru? Are you going to re- apply to Harvard University?" Ami asked in return, curious of his answer. Their last battle with Galaxia had prevented Mamoru from attending the afore said University, as he had been killed even before he had started.
His eyes darkened at the painful memory, but he quickly shook his head to clear away any disturbing images
"I think I will, but I really don't want to leave Usako. Especially after what happened last time. I don't want her to worry ever again." Mamoru glanced at his girlfriend, his eyes illuminating the strongest love possible. Ami sighed. She wished someone would someday look at HER that way.
"Tada! Mamo-chan, Ami-chan, what do you think?" Usagi twirled around on the spot, giving them both a good look at the dress. It was a sexy pink halter dress, very slinky. Usagi normally went for the cutesy types of clothes, so both the parties were surprised at her choice. Yet it was undeniable that she looked good. Fantastic, in fact. Her slim figure was outlined perfectly, and the colour suited her peaches and cream complexion wonderfully. She was truly a sight to behold.
"You look beautiful, Usako. Great choice." Mamoru said sincerely, admiration and love shining in his eyes. Usagi beamed, then turned to Ami to hear her comment.
"You look attractive in anything, yet this dress highlights all your superlative points. You should be proud of being so pretty." Ami smiled at her friend. She knew she could praise Usagi wholly, as the girl was too pure to become stuck up.
"Thank you, Ami-chan." Usagi smiled sweetly, and then bounced back into the changing rooms to change.
"Ami-chan, I would like to hear your adivice on a certain matter. Do you think it would be wise if I proposed to Usagi now?" Mamoru asked, his gaze intense.
Ami blushed, surprised he would ask her opinion on such an intimate matter.
"I think that Usagi, although immature and responsible most of the time, IS ready for marriage. There has never been anyone more devoted or loving than she has been, and forever will be, to you. Although I WOULD like to see you get past her father." Ami giggled, thinking of Usagi's overprotective dad.
Mamoru laughed, and the tension eased. Before he had a chance to say anything else, Usagi jumped over to them, the shopping bag with her purchase clutched tightly in her small hands.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go get that ice- cream!" She cried, circling both their waists, and pulling them towards the ice- cream stall across the street.