Ok, it seems like my bunny muse Eelie is back from Cuba, so I may get some really GOOD chapters in now. But Eelie has a few things to say…

Eelie: Actually, I believe you do. Now, what were you doing yesterday?

Me: Er…typing?

Eelie: I'm thinking Puerto Rico is nice this time of year…

Me: No! Don't leave me! I need you!

Eelie: Then explain.

Me: (sighs) I was watching Seiya's shower scene over and over and over again.

Eelie: And?

Me: And staring at a picture of Saffir.

Eelie: And?

Me: And wondering why I always fall for the black haired guys that are taken, dammit! Do you know how sad that is?

Eelie: Good. That was it!

Me: I'm not done! Why can't Seiya be one gender? If Usagi doesn't want him, I'm here! You already have Mamo darn you! And Saffir is like Mamo, only kinda hotter cuz he's evil.

Eelie: Are you done yet? I'm sure all these people want to do is read the fic already.

Me: Fine. Here we go…and thanks to all reviews!

Disclaimer: Only Takeuchi-san would have the brains to do something like this.

Endymion stared listlessly at his hands. The shittenou were gathered around him, casting him worried glances every once in a while, but they had given up on trying to snap him out of his stupor. For now, they stayed silent.

The senshi were congregating by the bench, with Mercury and Uranus as their elected leaders.

"She's changed." Mars said.

"No duh, I think we've noticed that." Venus scoffed.

"Yeah, but I mean in appearance as well! Did you see her hair?"

There was a thoughtful silence, before Jupiter frowned.

"Wasn't it…silver? And her eyes, they seemed more black than blue!"

"Exactly!" Mars smiled triumphantly. "She has changed! But for the better, or the worse?" The senshi were stumped.

"We have to try and contact her." Neptune grimaced. "She may kill us, I'm afraid."

"Kill us?" The inners laughed, and Venus smiled. "Usagi-chan is the nicest person in the world! She couldn't kill us, and besides, she may be mad, but she wouldn't want us dead!"

Uranus scowled. "Neptune's been sensing evil energy, as has Mars. Though she may look like Usagi, she has changed. She has had thirty years to contemplate on how awfully we've betrayed her, and to plan several ways to exact her revenge."

Venus licked her lips nervously. "But she wouldn't really kill us? Maybe a few pranks or something, but…she wouldn't do such a thing!"

"She would. And I think she will." Saturn's eyes were vacant. "She has been hurt, and as she sees it, far too many times. She will try to make us pay, and when the time comes, may we be ready for it."

Uranus opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off when the shittenou began to cry out. Endymion had abruptly crumpled, and they were trying desperately to hold him up. Chibiusa, who had been sitting docilely on the stone bench, rushed forward and clamped onto Saturn's leg as she moved to Endymion.

"What happened?" Mars was the first to speak. Jadeite shook his head.

"I don't know! We were listening to you talk, and then all of a sudden, he whispered something like 'Serenity' and keeled over! His eyes were glazed over before, but we thought he was just thinking!"

Mars had had the same thing happen to her before, and she recognized the symptoms.

"He's had a vision of some sort. I think…Usagi may have made some sort of contact with him."

Nephrite's calm eyes addressed her. "So what do we do now?" Mars shrugged.

"We wait. And hope."

Usagi giggled madly as she rolled onto her back. She'd snuck into the Mediation Room, which had previously held the Dark Crystal. She'd contacted Endymion, and told him to tell the others to meet her in the front of the castle at dawn.

She frowned. Something about him made her feel weird. When she was in his mind, she'd seen and felt things she hadn't seen or felt in years!

Her eyes narrowed. Thirty years, in fact. But what they said was true…she'd gone to the library, and researched it.

She didn't really like the library, but she had to take her mind off the people. They were a danger to her mission. She could have carried it out easily had she not remembered them.

"Serenity?"

Usagi stiffened, then relaxed and rolled over.

"Hey, Demando."

The white-haired prince smiled and sat on the edge of her bed. "How are you? Saffir and Rubeus said you had been troubled earlier…"

Usagi fought to keep the growing sense of panic down. "I'm just fine, D." He rolled his eyes.

"Don't call me that."

"What?"

"You know what!"

"D? I think it's a beautiful nickname. It shows affection…"

Demando sulked. "You get me every time, with the same argument!"

Usagi shrugged. "What can I say? I'm good. So, I sense there's something else you came for. What's up?"

Demando frowned. "We've been experiencing large waves of dark energy for the past few days, Serenity, and we feel as if it's coming from you."

"What? I would have felt it!" she protested.

Demando shook his head. "It's happened as you sleep. Do you remember your dreams?"

Usagi shuddered inwardly. The same one, every night, where her alter ego would beg to be free, and she always would say yes. Then the knife would descend, and she'd have to use her powers. Every morning she woke feeling as if there had been something taken from her.

"No, I don't remember anything. I'll look into it later on today. Thanks for worrying, D."

He rolled his eyes again, then grinned. "Eh, no problem. Just be careful, ok?" Usagi smiled back as he teleported out of the room, then immediately frowned. She was going to miss him, as well as the others in the family. And she was going to miss her other friends.

She chuckled. She had forgiven them, in a sense. But if they didn't prove that they would do anything for her tomorrow morning, she'd have to take drastic measures. With a sigh, she curled up and quickly fell asleep.

Hours later, Usagi awoke and moaned. She'd overslept! It was already a half hour past the approximated meeting time, and she ran to get her clothing on. She wore a white dress that reached down to her ankles and pooled out past her feet. He dresses sleeves ended at the elbow, where they split into four thick bands, which reconnected as a sort of bracelet around her wrist. She donned a white cape with a hood, like the green one earlier that day, and smiled.

"Maybe I'll make this after all!" She stopped long enough to braid her hair into one, single braid, before rushing to the door.

She opened it, and all her plans for that night were postponed.

I, the author who enjoys cliffies almost as much as ice cream, would like to say I have softball practice now and testing tomorrow, so I don't think I'm updating until…oh, and there's those two…looks like Friday, but if I can sneak past my parents, before that. Love much minna-chan!