Ok, sorry I haven't updated soon, but here's a chapter for you! Thanks to all reviewers!

Disclaimer: If I owned Sailor Moon, do you think I would be making up fics and simply posting them online? No, they'd be on TV!

She was upset.

But there was a method to her madness. She had just seen the people she had leaned so heavily against for the first time in thirty years.

Clink. Clink.

She frowned as the ball of light she had conjured up crystallized. She was bouncing it against the wall, for lack of something to do.

It was unbelievable.

They thought she would believe them. Two hours! For Selene's sake, she wasn't an idiot anymore! Not like she was back then either.

Clink. Pwhoosh. Clink.

But she had read something of the sort before. Something about the time flux, and how nothing could predict it. And the Sailor Senshi of Time, Sailor Pluto, wouldn't be able to use her powers without the risk of death.

Clink. PwOOSH. Clink.

But how could they leave her for so long? Thirty years is pretty damn long! She remembered their stunned faces when she had grabbed the book, and teleported away. They had seemed sincere enough.

CLINK. Pwhoosh. CLINK!

But looks could be deceiving, right? And the whole thing with Demando asking her… That had been a problem in it's own right.

Clink. PWHOOSH. Clink.

She flipped over on her stomach and continued with the ball. Saffir and Rubeus had seemed delighted for her, as had the Ayakashi sisters. But she wasn't sure if she was ready for it yet. Especially with the arrival of her former friends.

Clin—PWHOOSH!

Usagi blinked slowly and raised her head. The ball had exploded, forcing her to slide back several feet. She realized her head was brushing up against some papers. She picked them up, and a slow smile spread over her face, followed quickly by a frown.

She'd have to do it of course. There was no other way. But were they worth it? The only question… She could remember her dream, where Selene had visited her.

The ultimate sacrifice

She was afraid, and she knew it. And what about Demando? She leaned her head against the wall and closed her eyes.

Who needs a castle for themselves, anyway?

I rather like this chapter, and trust me, it follows up to a lot of action. In fact, right after I finish typing another chapter for Living with the Stress, I'll add a chapter here.