Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or any of it's characters. I do, however, own Dorian, Sammie, and K.B.

Chapter one: Lost

Cold. That's the first word that would come to the mind of anyone who stepped outside of their cozy homes and onto the wintery streets of Tokyo. Everyone rushed to and fro, concerned about nothing but their own worries or problems. Whether Jake was going to call Sally was a lot less concerning than what a young girl, sitting in a dark alley, was thinking about. So. as the bustling crowd whirled right past that very alley, no one paid any mind that there could be some one there and if they did see anything, they only shrugged it off and kept going about their business.

Usagi Tsukino sat huddled in the corner of that cold and dank alley. Her knees pulled to her chest, blue eyes down cast, and blond bangs covering those very eyes. The eyes that had a haunted and glazed look that created the picture of some one who had just seen too many horrors in a short amount of time. Her eyes were dry, not because she didn't want to cry, but simply because she didn't have enough strength to. A dark shadow in another corner of the alley watched her closely, but the girl was completely oblivious to the fact that she was being spied upon.

She could only stare blankly at the ground as the events of the day replayed in her mind, slowly driving her to insanity.

Flash Back

Usagi walked out of the double doors of Juuban Middle School, into a cold, but sunny afternoon. She spotted her blue haired friend and, with a smile, ran up to her.

''Hey, Ami!''Usagi called over the crowd of students and the said girl tore her eyes away from her science book to look at her bubbly friend.

Ami smiled and waited for Usagi to catch up with her.

''We're having a slumber party at my house,''she panted out. ''Makoto, Rei, and Minako are coming, too. You in?''

''I do have cram school. . .''

''Pleeeease?'' Usagi whinned, giving Ami her best puppy dog eyes and pout.

''I guess. . .'' Ami caved and received an enthusiastic hug before the bouncing bunny hurried home.

She opened her door, put her coat on the rack, and kicked her shoes off.

''I'm home!''Usagi shouted and ran up the stairs to her room.

''How was your---''Ikuko began to yell from the kitchen, but was cut off by the slamming of her daughter's bedroom door. The woman shook her head and mumbled something about all teenagers being on drugs.

Later that night, the five girls were talking excitedly to eachother in Usagi's bunny infested room, around a large bowl of popcorn.

''Come on Ami, tell!''Minako coaxed. ''Who are you crushin' on?''

''I don't have time for boys,''Ami repeated calmly for the thousandth time, but the slight blush in her cheeks belied her words.

''You know Ami isn't in to boys like that,''Rei said, interrupted Minako's forward questions. ''Leave her alone.''

With a huff, Minako gave up her attempts to play match-maker and turned to try and get some information from Usagi who was stuffing her face with chocolate icecream. The girl stopped eatting to look at the other blonde who, besides the difference in hair styles, was almost the spitting image of herself.

''Nuh-uh, Mina. I'm not talking!''

''As if your love life is interesting,''Makoto teased and poked the pig-tailed blond.

''Oh! And yours is?''Usagi taunted the tall brunette. ''Every cute guy you see---''

''Looks like your old boyfriend!''Ami, Minako, Rei, and Usagi chanted together.

''That's it!'' Makoto cried and stood up to begin chasing Usagi about the room.

A loud bang startled the giggling girls into silence and low growl sounded after.

''Uh. . .''Minako managed to say. ''Guys? What was that?''

''How should I know?''Ami practicaly whimpered and leaped behind a pale Rei.

''We have to see what it was. . .''Makoto decided and being the bravest, opened the door of Usagi's bedroom. . .

End of Flask Back

Gone. All of them were gone and she was alone. All alone. The words kept repeating themselves in her mind as if they were etched in her very brain.

''I'm sorry. . .''she whispered to the wind and shivered involuntarily, now just noticing how low the temperature had dropped. ''It was my fault. I could have warned them.''

She had watched it on the news, read it in the papers, but she hadn't paid it any mind. To most, this was just entertainment, as real as the monsters in the horror movies you watched as a kid. Usagi had believed the very same thing. She had believed. . . until that fateful night when she had lost everything. Everything she had known, no longer existed. The police were hunting her down, believing that she had done that horrible thing to everyone at the Tsukino house. It was only rational, she being the only one left alive, but purely by luck.

Usagi was startled out of her thoughts by the sound of footsteps coming from the other side of the alley. She squinted to make out whom it was. Once she recognized the imposing stature to belong to a male, she scrambled to her feet and leaned further into the brick wall behind her. The shadow came closer and she was prepared to scream when she noticed that it was only a boy, maybe a few years older than herself. His hair and clothes blended with the darkness, but his eyes were a piercing blue and went well with his chiseled features and physique.

He had been watching the girl for some time and had felt a pang of sympathy towards this particular broken creature. He knew that he could help her get revenge on the things that had destroyed her life. Hell, he'd be more than happy to help. The trick was, how would he get her to trust him? How could he get her out of this place without being spotted by the police? Well, he wasn't going to get anywhere with just thinking at the moment.

Blue clashed with blue as they stared into eachother's eyes. Her gaze was, amazingly, defiant and his was filled with an almost unattainable calm.

''Who are you?''Usagi demanded. Her voice was soft, but firm enough for him to get the message of not trying anything wierd.

''Chiba,''the boy answered without hesitation. ''Chiba, Mamoru.''

This is my very first try at a fic. So, was it good? Review to tell me the good, the bad, and the ugly so that I'll know what to improve on. Flames are welcome. If this story is good enough, I'll keep it going on a regular basis.

Kool Kitty