Synopsis: They scorned her once before but now she's back to show them what they refused see. Usagi POV
Disclaimer: not mine

Recap: "Typical." It was the last thing I heard Rei mumble as I disappeared.

Chapter 1:

"Damn," I swore under my breath. It's been 3 years since I stepped foot into Tokyo Airport.

People were bustling around me, grumbling about suitcases and plane tickets, while I shoved my way through the myriad of lines. Memories, that I thought were forgotten, rushed through my mind like a flood that finally broke through a dam, one that was built with meticulous effort. I shuddered from my thoughts as my lips pinched into a thin line. I rubbed my arms until the goose bumps faded, only to break out into a grin when I realized what an idiot I must have looked like. Here I was, trembling in the summer heat, clad in a quaint, little dress that I bought at a small boutique in France.

Walking to collect my belongings, I surveyed my surroundings and inhaled a whiff of Tokyo air. I was back home… home, where I belonged? I pulled out a pale pink suitcase that was clearly labeled with a bunny on the tag. Chuckling at my own silliness, I became aware of two eyes boring into my exposed back.

"Hello, I'm a thief, and I'm here to steal your heart," a masculine voice murmured into my ear.

Turning a complete 180, I was about to politely request that the man remove his hands from my waist to somewhere safer, preferably his own pockets, and then to get the hell away from me. I really was. Until I realized…

"Motoki??" I gasped. My blue eyes widened to their full capacity.

"Usagi?!"

It's amazing how fast his hands flew off my sides and behind his back, "I-I-I… Holy crap. Usagi??"

The way he was staring at me gave me the heebie jeebies, if you get what I mean. His eyes roamed every detail, every curve, everything only pausing when they fell upon my bosom. I was well aware of my sensuality before his gaping mouth had anything to say about it. Spending three entire years in Paris, the city of love had done me good as my body adapted to the changes as well.

Giggling as I placed my small hand within his own, I replied, "Well Motoki, always the flirt weren't you? Do you like what you see?" I slid my other hand up his chest and cooed, "I could always… show you more, mon chéri."

His eyes bulged and I think I heard him gulp. 

"Good grief, I was just kidding!" I joked, grinning as I playfully swatted his arm.

Motoki let out a sigh and scratched the back of his head as he let out a nervous laugh, which I joined in on. Pretty soon we were slapping each other's backs like old pals until it developed into a full-fledged smacking contest. After what seemed ages, he enveloped me into a big, bear hug.

"It's good to have you home, Usa," he whispered.

"It's- it's good to be back," I lied, hoping he wouldn't notice. He didn't.

One reunion down with only about a hundred more to go. Just great.  Motoki left me outside while he went to pull his car up to the curb. The weather was beautiful. Wisps of clouds floated in the blue skies and the sun beamed down on me. For a second, everything was perfect. I closed my eyes and my lips curved into a delighted smile.

"Usagi, it's time to leave." Motoki tapped me on the shoulder. I noticed that he already put away my luggage into the trunk without disturbing my quiet moment. What a sweetheart.

I nodded and stepped into his car.

"Your parents weren't able to pick you up, so your mother called me to," he explained as he glanced at me.

"Mm… kay."

The rest of the ride was silent. You'd think for friends that haven't seen each other in three years, there'd be more to talk about, but there really wasn't.

After the whole incident, my escape as some people might describe it, to Paris was fairly enjoyable. It was actually a school program to study abroad. My parents and teachers were a tad bit skeptical at first. Okay okay, I'll admit, that would be an understatement. They blatantly refused to send me overseas for the fact that my grades were near failure. Yet, everything turned out fine. With a bit of sucking up and feigned sobbing, my parents exasperated faces showed signs of surrendering, and my teachers couldn't do anything to stop me.

The family that took me in was gracious and fostered me as if I was their own daughter, and with the help of the silver crystal, I gradually began to speak in their tongue, as did any other native. Originally, I was only scheduled to settle there for a year; however, I couldn't bear to leave. Paris was just so breathtaking in all of her splendor, and apart of that, I just wasn't ready to go back to a place I once called my home.

So here I am. Three years later, and nothing has changed. I felt the car stop to a full halt and bounce up when Motoki's weight was lifted off his seat. The trunk slammed shut and I could hear the wheels of my suitcase rolling on the dry concrete. So this was it. I'm finally home. Pushing the door open, I stepped out of the cool, air-conditioned vehicle lightly.

He walked me to my front door. "Here are your keys, Usagi. Listen I gotta jet. You know, the arcade and all. If you come by later, I'll be sure to whip up your favorite," He winked. 

"Yeah, sure. Maybe I will. Thanks for the ride," I waved from my front door as he pulled out of the driveway.

"Home sweet home…" I muttered as I staggered into my house with the weight of all my baggage.

My room was exactly how I left it. From the pink bed sheets to the pink drapes, everything was just as I remembered. Without another thought, I plopped into bed from exhaustion. The jet lag was killing me.

Something was squirming beneath me. Luna!

I jumped off the bed and fell on the floor headfirst. Groaning upon impact, I opened my eyes to see amazingly sharp teeth that I didn't know she had possessed. "Usagi!"

I gently laid her back on the bed. "No," I said warily, "Leave me be."

Her gaze softened, at least, as much as a cat's gaze could.

"The sailor sco-" with my back turned, I put up a hand to silence her.

"Luna, stop," the words rolled off my tongue with such fierceness, it seemed foreign even to me. I couldn't bear to look back at her, so I ran out of the house and down the street.

I didn't know where I was going, but my feet seemed to have of mind of their own. They just continued running until it reached my safe haven, Motoki's arcade. Panting heavily, I slammed myself against the tiled countertop. Motoki stuck his head out from under the table and grinned, "One strawberry parfait coming right up."

The surprises didn't stop there. .

"Oh my god!" I turned to face the direction of the voice.

There they were, all four of them, their faces frozen in shock. Mina was the first to recover. "Hey girl…" She tried soothingly, moving like a stealthy predator approaching her prey.

Run, my head told me, run your ass off. And I did just that. I bolted out of that place like Forest Gump, and just my luck, what do ya know? That beautiful day that I was enjoying suddenly disappeared and thunderous clouds loomed above my head.

A flash of lightning ignited the sky, and I let out a yelp, running even faster than before.

"One… two…three…four…five" I chanted remembering that a teacher once taught me how to calculate the time in which thunder would sound.

Crack! …or was it when the storm would start? Everything was going horribly wrong! Thunder was my worst enemy and even the silver crystal wouldn't be able to appease my hysteria. I continued to run blindly until I tripped over an uneven concrete wedge in the pavement. I closed my eyes in pain as lood trickled from my bare legs.

"Are you alright, miss?" a familiar voice comforted my ears, "Miss?"

I prepared myself to give a terse reply and be on my way, but to my horror the man who had inquired of my well being was not a stranger after all. I ran blindly and quickly, not realizing my legs willed me to scamper to the apartment complex of a past lover's.

"Mamo-chan…" I breathed as my eyes fluttered open.

Crack! Again, thunder rang through the air and lightning clashed through the skies, but I was lost. I was lost in his deep, midnight blue orbs. And I was drowning.




Author's Note: I'm using their Japanese names because I forgot their American ones. The problem is, I forgot Usagi's brother's name, and so I didn't mention him in this chapter. If someone would please inform me of it, I'll make changes. Or maybe I just won't include him, he's kind of annoying. xP Oh yeah, if some of the details don't go along with the original anime, I apologize in advance. It's because of my own laziness. Ohhh and has anyone seen the live-action stuff? As corny as everything in there is, I can't seem to stop myself from downloading it.

Oh yeah, I really shouldn't have, but I did. Check out my other story. ß Ignorance is Bliss

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