A.N: Ah yes, another chapter from the story that never gets no recognition but somehow is my favourite. sigh What an idiot am I?

Disclaimer: I own neither Bishoujo Shenshi Sailor nor Yuugiou. So leave me alone.

Chapter 8: Answers From Another Me

Ami awoke feeling like she'd had a collision with a freight train. A feeling close to what she'd imagine a hangover would be like. Then again, Ami never drank alcohol. She rushed to the bathroom without this wise thought and cleaned out the insides of her internal body. She didn't stop to sort out her thoughts until she was sitting in a bath of coldish water. Ami had always preferred the cold over the hot. She leaned her head back against the wall. Running over a series of stories in her head she decided upon a course of action.

"What did you do to us last night Imamizno?" she asked coarsely, her voice dry. She then looked at the other end of the bathtub and saw an image of herself sitting in the water sulking.

"I went out"

Ami did not act surprised to see the copy of herself or hear her speak. It was almost as if it were normal. Ami was however, curious about her. Her dreams did not tell her things in whole and she could never tell if they were truth. Her thoughts were also not the same as her duplicate, their personalities, through being essentially the same, were different. Still, it did occur to her that this gave a whole new spin the phrase "talking to yourself". Ami studied herself. The other her had darker skin, which Ami supposed because of the climate she lived in. She used Ami's expressions differently, making them different. Her hair wasn't styled like Ami's was, yet nearly the same length. Ami also thought the climate also made her hair a few shades darker. The only things that were constant, exact replicas, were the colour of their eyes and the position of the shiny golden eye pendant hanging from their necks. Ami hadn't stopped to think about it for some time now, her first link to Imamizno and her past. It had begun to feel like the rest of her body, like an arm or her nose. She barely noticed that she would be touching it all the time. It was like it belong, second skin. She could feel it's cold touch at her as her fingers slid over its smooth design. She breathed deeply, her other hand skiting circles over the top of the water. The water was having a calming effect; her headache was starting to diminish.

"What do you do when you go out?"

"Don't you even have an idea?" Imamizno snickered. Ami sighed.

"I don't want to play around anymore. I want my old life back."

"You mean before you were a Sailor Solider? That's what term usually means…" Now she was smiling at her. Ami felt the need to reach out and strangle her. Strangle the evil.

"I'm just a heart image, Ami-chan. Strangling wouldn't help. I've always been in your head. In fact wouldn't you say that that thought was rather 'evil'-like?" Imamizno laughed, throwing her head back, her blue hair covering her face.

"Please just tell me if my suspicions are correct, Imamizno-san."

'Stop avoiding me questions!' Ami thought angrily, glaring across at the see-through-ish girl at the other end. Imamizno pouted.

"Don't be so formal, Ami-chan! Its as if you don't know me! Ima-chan, has a ring to it doesn't it? I always wanted a nickname…"

"Fine. Ima-chan. Stop brushing the issue aside." Ami's circles were splashing around in faster rotations. This wasn't pleasing her.

Imamizno sensed Ami's growing frustration. Knowing herself to be fairly dangerous when provoked, she calculated she better answer with something soon. Ami wasn't as easy to read or judge when she was upset.

"I go out and have fun. It's so much easier in this lifetime. Must you study all the time? We know more then most without touching books…you need a social life!" Ami's eyes lit up.

"IMAMIZNO ARE YOU KILLING THOSE POOR MEN?" Ami's circles were gaining a whirlpool effect. Imamizno leaned over to catch Ami's hand. Ami shook off her cold unnatural touch.

"Nice to see you catching on, Ami-chan. Perhaps now you can join me…" Imamizno mused.

"I don't kill innocents"

"They're never innocent. They're always hiding something. These…people…are not like us. It's best to get them out of our way, to end their worthless lives. What's the point in living if you can amount to nothing?"

"You're bitter, Imamizno-san" Ami said. Like hell she'd call her anything but. They might be the same person, but that didn't mean she had to like "herself".

Imamizno now flashed her own angry eyes at Ami.

"You have no idea how lucky you are, Ami-chan. You can learn as much as you want. You don't have to worry about where you are in the social ladder. You've never had to work a hard days worth! You can go have fun! I never could! So many opportunities…you-you just let slip through your fingers like the sand! The only chance I had before was through my Bakura-sama. He knew what life meant! That I could get what I deserved for once. Life would be meaningful instead of constant babysitting! It didn't work last time and I'm not going to let it happen again! You're a fool but I'm not. You, Ierion, Igasu, the Pharaoh…you won't be able to stop us! I'm finally going to live life the way it should have back then!"

Imamizno was breathless. She had been expecting Ami to throw in a few comments but she'd been quiet. Imamizno could barely see her. It had suddenly got hazy. Water had distorted her vision. Was Ami trying to drown her somehow?

"Stop crying" Ami ordered. Imamizno had gotten quite pathetic in the last few moments. At least Ami knew her reasons for being the way she was. Everything she said was true. Ami could learn as much as she wanted. She didn't have to worry about other people. She didn't have a hard life, she wasn't born into slavery. She'd given away opportunities to gain knowledge aboard. All this didn't make her life easy though. Being a senshi made sure of that. Ami smiled. She felt stronger now. She had the upper hand, control. A glance down at her pendant she could see it glowing with power, she could feel its heat seeping into her heart. Somehow it made her feel she could change the world. Imamizno's looked dull and cold compared to hers.

"There's feeling in the pendant isn't there? It grows stronger as I do…" Ami didn't expect an answer. It was true of course. She was regenerated now, energetic. Nothing could stop her. She climbed out of the bath and glanced back. Imamizno was gone. No matter. She'd given Ami the needed answers. Ami had purpose now. Not only that but she could sense him calling her. A voice coming straight from her heart. He knew she was ready. He knew everything, she had no doubt.

So it was time. There'd be no botch-up this time. Ierion and her precious Atemu or Yugi, whatever he called himself now would be dealt with properly. Ami smiled, clutching her pendant, her voice solemn and strong.

"Soon my love. We'll have our justice!"

I estimate there's about five chapters of this left. We'll see. It's sad really. I'm rather attached to it. All good things must come to an end and bad things will end quicker but take longer to heal. So which side do think this story is on, huh? HUH? R&R!

… # Rei Ant # …