Author: Cryla Moorin

Story: Use It Well

Blurd: What if the savior of the World, the Moon Bunny, finally had enough?

Note: I am so broke!! I only ahve my computer, adn that is full of smoke damage. Trust me, you don't want it! Oh, all this means: I don't own Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon^^

Chapter 1

"I left the battle scene, only wanting to go home, study and forget that not only was a being constantly attacked by evil vermin from another Dimension, but my life was also falling apart. My parents hate me, the 'stupid slow one who will never amount to anything'. They talk about me, as if I am not there, and they aren't even gramatically correct. Parents are wierd. My knife and my cousin like me. That's enough, for now. I went up to my room by way of the tree outside of my window, since my mother found an old test paper I had hid from her, and locked me out of the house. In normal clothes, as Usagi, I strip and get into the shower, adding some of the healing herbs Kayle sent me from her college. Vervain, Chamomile, and Rose petals, they smell lovely. No one knows they are enchanted and aid me in healing faster. Also, the Rose petals to treat melancholia and depression. Funny, none of those who say they care about me, notice either of the diseases in me."

Usagi fingers the blade this time, cuts herself a little, but doesn't notice.

"One would think, i could tell my friends what is bothering me...but their answers are the same. 'Try harder!' 'You are supposed to be better than this.' Never is there any mention of whether or not i am in thier clases this year. Nor does any of them wonder why I seem to be around them all less and less. Ami's mother, Dr. Mizuno, asked, she didn't buy that I was at a study group. No one knows what is up with me...Only Kayle. Only Kayle! Kayle is in America, getting her quintuplet degrees for Pyrotechnics, Technical Theatre, Theatre Performance, Music Performance and a General Associate in Arts, before going on to get her Masters in each field. While, I am stuck here, in Japan, with people who would rather I die, than make thier lives miserable one more day!"

Usagi grabbed the blown glass rabbit off her desk.

"You said you loved me, Darien! foolish, Rabbit! Why would anyone love the moron that is you?"

She looks around her room, critically.

"I hate this place."

She grabs different stuffed animals off the surfaces of her room, starting with everything from Darien.