Disclaimer: I am the owner of Sailor Moon, Gundam Wing, and Trigun. Those people stole it from me! I had to do something about it so I went on this site! Really! I'm not INSANE!!! Noooooo! You can't take me away to the white room! I'm not crazy, damn it!

A/n: Diabetes is a real disease. These new pills however are not. I invented them. Why? Because any disease like the cold or something doesn't have cures and these pills are just something I wish could come true.

To Be A Star!

Usagi stared at the glass of water in front of her. She narrowed her eyes at it and then swiped it off the table. This was not normal behavior for Usagi. She was a kind and gentle person. But it was times like this where fate just liked to piss her off and make things miserable.

She watched as the glass viciously fell off the table and smashed against the floor. Like her life. So sudden and so quick. Things kept messing up and she was starting to doubt herself. She was starting to lose it. But why did this have to happen?

Her baby brother, her ototo. Shingo was so young. He didn't deserve to get so sick. It seemed so unfair and wrong for him to get diabetes. She didn't expect that to be the reason for those pills she saw earlier but they were and now she found out those pills were running out. Something or other about the price going up high and the substance was hard to get anyway. If that was the case then how could Shingo have gotten it?

Something was fishy about it but there was nothing she could do if her brother needed those pills. But if they were discount crap that wasn't really the real thing then she would have a problem. They were new inventions anyway. It would be so easy to duplicate the real thing and then have a side effect that wasn't supposed to be there.

All of this was giving her a headache. She leaned back in her chair and forgot it was a stool. She fell backwards and her whole upper body landed on the floor with her legs still on the stool and her feet in the air. Her head exploded and she saw spots. She carefully lifted her legs and set them on the floor. She lay there for a moment feeling like hell just past through her and suddenly wishing that she could just close her eyes and wake up when everything was right in her world.

"Kami, I wish everything would stop until I feel like starting it all up again." She smiled mirthlessly and then passed out.

An hour later, she woke up with her head pounding again. She frowned and slowly pushed herself up. She cringed when her back imploded with sharp pains. She gathered herself up and then limped towards her bathroom.

She felt rotten and tired of the way things were going. She barely could concentrate when she lurched forward and threw up on the floor of her bathroom. She wiped her mouth and then pulled herself over to the toilet. She leaned on the wall next to it and closed her eyes. She remembered a time when she had someone to make sure she was okay. To rub her back as she threw up or when she had a cold, to always change the cloth on her forehead and to check her temperature. Whenever she was sick, her father would stay up with her telling her stories. Any old story and she would listen until she fell asleep or until the story was over.

It was always like that. Her father was always the one to take care of her. Not because her mother didn't want to but because her father always insisted that he'd do it. From that she became Daddy's little girl. But Daddy wasn't there any more.

She turned towards the toilet and retched out whatever else she could until all that she could throw up was bile. For a few moments she leaned over the toilet. She sighed and heaved herself up. She shed her clothing and then stepped into her shower. She sighed again when she realized there was no more hot water. She let herself stay and endure the cold water. Sliding down to the floor of the shower, she wept.

Grateful to the sounds of the pounding water to hide her sobs, she let go and let her emotions flood out.

Tired and frustrated, Usagi got out and wrapped a towel around her body. Fixing up her mess and flushing the toilet, she picked up her clothes and threw them into the laundry bag. The phone rang and Usagi looked exasperated at it. "Moshi-moshi?"

Usagi headed to OZ headquarters as soon as she hung up on the phone with Treize. Her frown seemed permanent and Treize Khushrenada suddenly wished that he hadn't of called her. She seemed downright pissed to him. Treize tried to smile at her but her frown just deepened.

"Er…Hey. Meeting's just about to start." Attempted conversation is bad. She just started to glare. And now when they were headed to the meeting Treize felt uncomfortable about letting her come in there in a bad mood. Something told him she wasn't going to be nice.

As they headed into the room, Treize sent a quick prayer to whoever was listening.

Treize watched as Usagi slaughtered them. He bit his tongue as he heard the normally nice girl slice words into the others and he couldn't help but wonder if Usagi was kidnapped and replaced with this person who could actually pass off being second of command of Oz. She wasn't even yelling; it was in normal tones but with ice laced in.

As the meeting ended, with everyone scared of the new Colonel and knowing soon that it'd be spread around that she was a bitch that shouldn't be messed with, Treize went to confront Usagi. "That's some rep you're going to have. Mind telling me why they've now branded you as the ice bitch from hell?" He almost shivered as her eyes connected with his. "You should ask them. I'm not them so I can't speak for them. Get it?"

"That wasn't what I meant. I'm asking you why you're acting like this." He quirked an eyebrow up as Usagi giggled. She twirled around with her arms outstretched still giggling. "Because Treize. Just because." She stopped and pounced on him unexpectedly. She was still giggling and there was a slight smile on her face but there was something in her eyes that had him thinking that there really was something bothering her. They were nose to nose and she had her head tilted like she was thinking about something yet was still focusing on him.

"Have you ever wondered about why we are on this planet? Why some suffer and others don't? Why we even bother to live? Because I'd like to know the answer."

She was gone after that and Treize stayed a moment on the floor thinking about her words. Whatever it took he was going to find out what was wrong.

She was sure Julius was going to be pissed at her when she came back. Why? Because after she left the Oz base she headed straight to Downawki-san's and saw Julius's car. And she stole it. But did Usagi care? No. At least not at the moment.

And as she drove, illegally because she didn't have a license yet, she realized that just like the fact that she didn't know where she was going her life was also heading to somewhere she hadn't ventured into either. There were no more safe zones for her. Everything became unknown and she had to find a way to make everything right. She had to take control somehow.

But she was only one person…

The only thing she could do was to go with the way things were going before she could breathe easy. Before it was time to fly, before she could feel the wind on her shoulders, before she could correct her life she needed to let everything fall out of her grasp and relax. She couldn't do it all in one go. Bit by bit she could conquer her life once again.

She accelerated a bit more knowing that she was way passed the speed limit. Any moment now, anything can change. She didn't know if it was for the best or for the worse. But hey, she needed to repress her longing for the past and deal with the present first. And then perhaps she could change her future into something worth the minute the world had to wait on.

First though…she had to deal with the cop behind her.

Gliding down the hall, she made her way down to Downawki-san's office. She entered and the first thing that happened was Julius coming out of the shadows and starting to lecture her. Problem was ever since she found out about Shingo she didn't feel like taking crap even though she had an epiphany earlier. She shot him a glare and he froze, never having seen this side of her before.

"Downawki-san, please tell me you have a job for me. I need something to distract me. Anything. I don't care if it's a low priced bounty or if it's really dangerous. I just need a distraction." She saw Downawki-san blink and then he took a deep breath. "There's this one that could either be very foolish or very dangerous. Someone's put a bounty on a picture. And before you say anything…

"This picture…is currently residing in Reiji Takatori's guest room. It's of Takatori with his daughter in a silver frame, the words 'Father and daughter can be just alike as Father and son…' engraved on the bottom of the frame. I don't know if it's such a good idea, though. For a picture it's an awful lot of money. 20 grand. What do you say, Usa? Still up for it?" Secretly, he was hoping she would say no.

"Of course!" She started out angrily. "I told you it doesn't matter to me right now. I just need a distraction. So tell me the details already." Julius and Downawki-san exchanged a look and Downawki-san proceeded to reveal all he knew.

While that was happening Julius observed his deshi. She was tense and there was a genuine frown on her face. She definitely was in no mood for joking around or lectures. She had a sort of pout on her face though…it made her look severe but cute at the same time…

His eye twitched and he stopped that train of thought. Really, his infatuation with her should have worn off by now. And it was getting in the way of his finding out what was wrong!

Which, by no doubt, was going to be easy. He was sure that Usagi wouldn't want to talk to him and nothing was being given away. No hints or clues. That means he was going to have to do his own little research. Spying would be his first tool.

He snapped out of his plotting when the two had finished up. She left and it left him alone with his boss once more. He turned and saw his boss with a serious look in his eyes.

"Report back to me when you find out anything." So seems his boss knew what he was planning.

He scowled as he snooped around the complex. It was a dump. Julius didn't know how in the world anyone could live in it. Even a homeless person would rather sleep out in the cold than in here. Unfortunately, Usagi's family thought otherwise.

Trying to remember which numbered room was hers, he couldn't quite figure it out because some doors had their numbers scratched off or nothing there at all. He reached one and it looked the best out of all the others and its number was in perfect condition. Except it was silver instead of gold like the others were. No scratches, indents, any imperfection what so ever.

It was clean and painted nicely. It was definitely hers.

He picked the lock and then opened the door and waited. No screech. The room looked orderly and there was nothing in plain sight that could indicate what was wrong. He entered the room more and decided to look around.

Once he finished, he entered the kitchen to rest his head. He had found nothing so far. But wait. There was her brother. "Hello?"

The boy whirled around and looked frightened. "W-who are you?"

"Just a friend of your sister. Say, how has she been? She was acting weirdly, almost like a rabid dog if you know what I mean. Has something happen to make her be so upset?" Shingo looked guilty.

A/n: Sorry it took me so long to update this story. I sort of got a writer's block. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It is sort of a filler but it's also supposed to lead into things. Next chapter I have Usagi going into the mansion and that's supposed to link us into the sequel, which will come later on. And then I think the G boys will come in the next chapter. And I'll make sure Vash meets Usagi too. Anyways…

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