Well, I decided to add another few chapters to this fic. Mostly because, as one reviewer pointed out to me, the fic didn't seem finished with just the first chapter. I have decided on an ending; it is a rather simple one but it is the only way I can think of to finish this fic off. The reviewer responses are at the bottom of the page, thank you all soooo much! Please review at the end, and enjoy.
The sun was gradually lowering, hesitantly disappearing behind the seemingly endless sea. Rayes of the brilliant light stretched out over the bustling city like a final, good-night kiss. Marvelous colors of pink, orange, red, yellow, gold and violet glittered across the great blue space, dotted lightly with the emerging silver stars. The mirage reflected off of the blue-green abyss of the sea, causing a magnificent mirror image that was doubly incredible to gaze at. Streetlamps began to flicker on; the gentle yellow light creating small pools of golden warmth. At #6 Sakura Avenue, Tsukino Usagi was oblivious to the beauty of the city as she buried her head deeper into her pillow.

Her younger brother, Tsukino Shingo, looked at his sister with sympathy. She had entered their home just a few hours ago in tears. It had taken him a full two hours to pry the entire story from his sobbing elder sibling, mostly because Usagi often became too distraught to speak. He had always known deep down inside that there was some connection betwen Sailor Moon and his sister, but he had never said anything. He knew Usagi would have brought the story to light when she was ready. Well, her identity had come to the surface, but it was obvious Usagi was anything but ready.

"Onee-chan," he said, and flinched when it caused her to dissolve into tears again. He rarely called her by the affectionate term anymore, claiming it was too 'babyish'. Guility, he realized how much it must have hurt his older sibling, although she had kept silent. "Onee-chan, don't cry. I'm sure no one will be very upset at you for answering the call."

"That's not even the worst part," Usagi choked up, drawing herself to a sitting position. At first glance, she was truly a pathetic sight. Tears had made visible tracks down her porcelain cheeks, flushed with crimson. Her cobalt eyes were vermillion-rimmed and puffy, continuing to brim with the salted liquid. Her bottom lip trembled, cracked as it was from her biting down on it. Her hands shook as she clenched them together, wringing them into her school shirt. Across one shoulder and down her back was a rust stain that continued to seep fresh blood sluggishly.

"Rei-chan g-got hu-urt. I w-was too late! I m-made it to the m-mall, but...." she shook and ducked her head, sniffing, tears once more trickling. "As I entered, a y-youma was attacking her. M-Mars struck it w-w-with a F-Fire Soul, but it was so t-tiny and weak. She was exhausted!

"T-Two youma attacked at on-once, and she slipped when t-trying to do-dodge one.... I r-ran over to her without thinking, and..... And another one c-came at us with blades for arms. Mars sh-shoved me out of the way.... It hi-hit me here," she gestured to the stain on her shoulder, "B-but barely. And it g-got her across the ch-chest, and deep, before I could dust it. It's all m-my fault, Shingo. All my fault," she stuttered through the explanation as she shuddered anew with tears.

"Oh, Usagi," he muttered, feeling awkward. He knew he should hug her or something, but he wasn't quite sure how. 'How do girls do it?' he wondered, frustrated at his inability to comfort.

He was deeply relieved to hear the front door bang open, and footsteps on their stairs. It meant one of their parents were home, and judging by the sound of the steps and lack of screaming about Usagi being too young to wear mini-skirts while jumping around the city, it was their mother. She would know what to do with the semi-hysterical moon bunny.

Sure enough, Tsukino Ikuko appeared in the doorway of Usagi's bedroom, her indigo locks mussed and violet eyes filled with confused worry. "Usagi...." she began, intending to interrogate the girl, but when she saw her daughter's condition, all thoughts of explanations vanished. She was a mommy first, and a mother later.

"Oooh, Usa," Ikuko croaned softly, sliding past Shingo, who had risen at her entrance, and seating herself by her daughter. "It's okay, baby, Mama's here." Usagi threw her arms around her mother and cried. Ikuko released the now partially undone odango and stroked the young girl's golden locks comfortingly.

Shingo's own azure eyes flicked between mommy and baby girl before deciding that the moment was a tad too personal for comfort. He slid, unnoticed, from the room and carefully closed the door. For an instant, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. Usagi's 'other life' was about to blow up in her face in a big way. Shingo knew that none of the students in Usagi's class would have kept their mouths shut; they would have run straight for the media. And the worse thing was, there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.

"This really bites," he grumbled as he slumped down the stairs. Usagi had done a lot for him, both as herself and as Sailor Moon, like saving his 'sort-of-but-not-really-maybe-when-we're-older' girlfriend Mika from that freak who had tried to kill them. Now, when his sister needed protection the most, he was absolutely helpless.

'Well, maybe not totally helpless,' he amended. There were a few things he could. He began with exiting the house and closing the gates that were before his home(1). Only his father and one or two close family friends had keys. Next, he locked the front and back doors, and made sure the windows were latched. He definitely didn't want the media getting in when they discovered where Usagi lived.

Then he entered the kitchen and scribbled a note for his parents, saying that he was going to go buy dinner. After taking some of the money Ikuko kept in the cookie jar, he jammed his feet into his sneakers and headed out, mentally thanking whatever dieties listening that no press had shown up yet.
Her mind was running on some semblance of autopilot. Mechanically, the young woman's fingers flew over the keyboard as she completed her homework. Her sapphire eyes were blank; face carefully devoid of emotion. It had been all over the school in seconds - Tsukino Usagi was Sailor Moon. She had all ready known, of course, she herself had heard the beeping off the communicator. Then it had stopped, and she had assumed it was okay. But it wasn't. Rei was wounded, and both her identity and Usagi's had been outed. It was only a matter of time before Sailor Mercury and Sailor Jupiter were connected with Mizuno Ami and Kino Makoto.

That was why she had left school as soon as she had heard the news. Flagged a taxi down and ignored the driver's inane chatter the entire way home. Flipped on the news the second she entered, only to find no mention of it yet except for the promise of a 'special story' coming at nine o'clock. So she had seated herself at her computer and begun the wonderfully mind-numbing work from school.

And she did feel strangely detached, as if the entire episode wasn't occuring. But she knew that it was simply shock; she had never expected this to happen, at least not now. Maybe in the future it wouldn't be so important for them to keep that side of them secret, but now, it was imperative. The Dark Kingdom would seize any chance to gain the advantage, and they were only four senshi. Five counting Tuxedo Kamen, but he wasn't really a senshi and none of them could truly depend on him. Therefore, they were four senshi against the leagues of Dark Kingdom followers. They needed every advantage possible.

The clock in one corner of the hall began to chime. She counted the bongs without thinking. One.... two.... three... four.... five..... six... seven.... eight..... nine. She turned mechanically and settled her gaze on the muted TV. An announcer replaced the commercial, her bleached blonde hair crisply styled into a fashionable bob and cool jade eyes glinting with glee. She was wearing too much make-up, along with a pressed pink suit. Her coated crimson lips opened and closed, saying unheard words. The woman was joined by four or five students from Usagi's class.

Click The screen dimmed, casting the room into quiet darkness, for her computer had fallen asleep behind her. She remained gazing at the electronic device for several seconds, before rising to her feet. It was after nine o'clock; past time for Rei to be out of surgery. She would go see the fiery senshi of Mars, and her mother, at the hospital.

She stripped out of her school uniform and into an inconspicious knee-length black skirt and three-quater lenth navy top. Scooping up a light grey sweater, for the temperature had plummeted from this afternoon's heat wave, she locked the door behind her and dropped her keys into her skirt pocket as she began to walk through the coming darkness towards the hospital. And then, only then, did Mizuno Ami allow the burning tears to slip free.
(1) - As I recall, in the episode where the talent competition with Sapphire, I think her name was, that young, famous woman when Usagi made Luna try to dance with her? Happens, there was a fence with a gate in front of Usagi's house. I may be wrong, but for the sake of this fic, there is one.
Neo Diji: I'm glad you like stories like this. I tried to search out some at , but I couldn't find any, which is why I decided to write my own.

Lunar-chickie-babe: I enjoy it when Usagi stands up for herself, too. I mean, she may be a bit of a crybaby at the beginning, but she grows up!

Rayne StarDust: Don't I know you from somewhere? I think I recognize your name from another fic? Maybe it's just me. Thanks!

MoonPrincess568: As you wish, I did continue.

otakuprincess: I'll look at your SM fics whenever I can, okay? I haven't had much time lately, but I'd be glad to look at them later. Thanks!

J: I should hope curiosity didn't kill the cat; I've got one who is VERY curious. I really can't say how long it will take between updates; I don't continue on a schedule anymore.

Sonic0815: --blushes-- I realized most of those mistakes AFTER I had posted it. Being me, I forgot to read it over for mistakes before doing so. But thanks for pointing them out; I appreciate the tips.

Queen Diamond: True; I do plan on making a more final ending. I think I know how it will end; I hope I don't disappoint anyone.

Ohni: Pretty much. I've always wondered how Usagi and the senshi would deal with it; and as the seasons continued on, I've been curious about how Usagi's reaction would differ from now to if it happened after the Stars season. Usagi IS waaaay better than anyone else, and sooner or later I'm gonna show it!!!

omystrs: Thank-you. I figure it will have around five or so chapters.

bubblegumb1: Yes, you're correct. When Usagi replied, "Hai senshi," it should have been sensei instead of senshi. I'm so used to writing senshi, that's why.

hatami: Excellent. I love getting people interested!

koosei: --glares-- I freaking hate you. Of course I write while you're gone because I have nothing else to do; but that doesn't mean you should keep leaving! I need you to bounce ideas off of.
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