Here's the next chapter! I'm not telling if the pairing is going to be Yaten or Mamoru yet. Maybe multiple endings?

Mamoru sighed as he watched Usagi's retreating back. The date he had planned out for just the two of them had gone all wrong. Chibi-Usa had called him, crying about something or another, and Mamoru had a duty to his daughter, didn't he? He didn't want her to feel alone much like he had when he was a child. He didn't want her to feel unwanted. After all, Chibi-Usa would be gone in a few months and Usagi would be there for him forever. Yeah, that was right. Usagi would be there always but Chibi-Usa was available only for a small amount of time. He loved them both equally and didn't want the other to feel left out. He had a duty to love his wife but he also had a duty to take care of his daughter. He wanted Chibi-Usa to know that he'd be there for her always.

Usagi was a rather perceptive person and he was sure she'd understand since she knew about his harsh childhood. After all, she knew he loved her and that they'd be bounded together forever. He had all the time in the universe to spend with Usagi. But Chibi-Usa wouldn't come into the picture until way later. He liked having children. Running his hands through his unruly dark locks, he flashed a smile at Chibi-Usa, who looked rather triumphant through her tears. His frustration crept into his eyes and voice, and suddenly, his only daughter didn't look as angelic anymore.

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Usagi stood by the door quietly as she rung the doorbell. She tried hard not to let the tears fall and blinked fast. She should have known that Chibi-Usa would once again ruin their date. It was annoying and it tore her into two to see that Mamoru took so much more care of his future daughter than his present love. Oh, if Chibi-Usa could only go back to the future and leave her alone! She blinked, startled when the door opened. It revealed a rather mussed Seiya. Usagi offered her biggest smile, trying to hide her tears.

"Ohayo Seiya!" she gave him a hug, laughing fakely at his confused look. "It's been a while, ne?"

"Yeah, Usagi, it has," Seiya returned her smile, and obviously couldn't tell that it was fake. "So what's up?"

"Oh nothing much, the usual," Usagi followed Seiya into his beautiful, clean, and neat suite.

"What do I owe this sudden visit to?" Seiya grinned. Usagi sighed deeply.

"Is Yaten home?"

"He's sleeping, I believe. I can go wake him up, if you like."

"No, I just met him yesterday and he told me you were here. He said that he'd help me with something important, and you know how he is, it's hard to even get a hi out of him."

"I can help you if you like."

"Only Yaten can, I'm sorry," Usagi shook her head, smiling apologetically. "Uh, do you mind if I go wake him up? It's kinda urgent."

"Oh, go right ahead," confusion was clear in Seiya's eyes as he watched her hurry to his brother's room. Shrugging, he returned to his dinner in the kitchen.

Usagi quietly opened the door to the room, before stepping it and shutting it silently behind her. Yaten's room was done in hues of green and blue, calmness radiating out of the sea green walls and blue ceiling. A shaggy blue and green carpet covered the center of the floor and rich hardwood covered the rest. His bed frame was of a black wood and low-lying. A nightstand of the same material stood next to it, a couple of books and a silver lamp sitting on top. No clothes could be seen anywhere and a black armoire stood on one side of the room. All the shades were drawn and mottled light played across the bed, which was rumpled. A sleeping form groaned before turning over, pulling the green and blue striped comforter closer around him.

Usagi smiled as she made her way to the queen sized bed, taking note of his face. It was currently peaceful without a trace of a smirk. He looked so elegant, so angelic, with a small ray of the setting sun haloing his face. His facial features were sturdy and chiseled, though soft, and he looked just like a little boy. Yaten was breathtakingly handsome. A small strand of his silvery hair lay across his face and Usagi gently brushed it away, sitting on the edge of the bed. He was shirtless, from what Usagi could see, and his blessed body was revealed. He was very well toned with a six-pack and a body to die for. But she wasn't here to admire the Starlight. Going back to her real reason, she sniffed, her tears threatening to spill over.

"Yaten," she murmured softly, shaking his shoulders. "Yaten!"

"Go away," he muttered back. Usagi smiled. She continued with a louder, stronger voice.

"Yaten, wake up! Come on Yaten!"

"Go away!" he repeated, throwing his pillow at the wall. Usagi giggled brokenly, rubbing away her falling tears.

"Yaten, please wake up!" this time she succeeded and he sleepily opened his eyes. Upon seeing Usagi, he blinked confusedly and sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Usagi? What are you doing here? What's wrong?"

"Oh, Yaten!" Usagi couldn't hold it in anymore. She threw herself at the blond, wrapping her arms around his middle and burying her face into his chest. Her tears soaked his skin and sobs came tumbling out of her mouth. Yaten, surprised, had not a clue as to what he should do and settled for patting her shoulder awkwardly. Usagi just sobbed even more, her heart-wrenching cries muffled as they reached his ears. Her arms tightened around his middle until he was sure that he wouldn't be able to breath. "Sh-she did it a-again!" her voice was so muffled and broken that he could barely hear her.

"Shh," he said in what he hoped was a soothing voice. "It's going to be ok." Yaten certainly wasn't used to girls crying on him of all people. Most usually it was the gentle and quiet Taiki or the charming Seiya. But not him, the arrogant, rude, mean, egotistical jerk. This was new and it confused him. He had no clue what to do to help. He almost laughed at himself. He, the great Yaten Kou, was being confused by a sobbing girl! He did see girls cry before, and especially when he broke up with them. They just didn't come to him crying.

"No, it's n-not gonna b-be ok!" Usagi sniffed, laying her cheek across his perfect pecs. "Chibi-Usa r-ruined everything a-again!"

"What did she do?" Yaten asked gently.

"She p-pretended that I m-made her cry! A-and then M-Mamoru yelled at m-me!"

"Oh," was all Yaten could say. He carefully unwrapped Usagi's arms from his waist and stood up, revealing plaid pajamas. "Why don't you wait outside while I get dressed?" He could feel the onslaught of a killer headache. All of this being kind and nice was getting to his head. Making his way to his bathroom, he shook his head to clear the confusion and quickly downed two Tylenol. He blinked at his mussed hair and naked torso before shrugging and running a brush through his blond locks. He quickly pulled on a ribbed tank top and brushed his teeth before proceeding to head back outside, where Usagi was seated on his bed, tears dripping down her face and hands fidgeting in her lap. She was dressed up in an ankle-length blue Bohemian skirt and a white spaghetti strapped tank top with a blue long-sleeved shrug tied on top. Her eyes were red and puffy and Yaten sighed. He couldn't deal with her and he kind of promised not to tell anyone. But which of the senshi would actually help Usagi? Rei. That was it. Rei knew about Usagi's problem and could help her out.

"Hey Usagi," Yaten cleared his throat to get her attention. She looked up at him with haunting eyes. He suppressed a shiver. "How about we go to Rei's? She can help you more than me."

Usagi mulled over the suggestion. Rei seemed to hate the brat more than she did. If anyone, Rei would help her. "O-ok."

"I'll go get my keys and you can get ready, alright?"

Usagi nodded. Obediently, she left to wait by the front door, slipping on her white ballet flats. She truly didn't do anything to make Chibi-Usa cry. In fact, she hadn't even seen the pink-haired gakki at all that day. It wasn't that she hated Chibi-Usa just for the heck of it. It's just that Chibi-Usa had been pretty much taking over her life. And she didn't like it one bit. One could say that she was selfish and jealous. Maybe she was. Maybe she wasn't. But all she knew was that her feelings had been hurt tremendously that day. She held back tears that were threatening to spill over once again and reprimanded herself for showing weakness. She had just lost another battle with Chibi-Usa by crying like a baby.

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Chibi-Usa glared out the window as Mamoru drove her home. Her fists were clenching and unclenching in her lap. Mamoru had just given her a huge lecture about putting Usagi down and being mean to her and blah, blah, blah. It seriously wasn't fair. Her mother had sent her to the past to enjoy her time. No one ever paid any attention to her. It was always Usagi this and Usagi that or Serenity this and Serenity that. Never Chibi-Usa. She deserved more attention than the annoying wench of a mother she had. She deserved to be pampered and adored by everyone; after all, she was one of the prettiest princesses of her time and most agreed that she was more beautiful than her mother. She was better behaved, more mature, and she was more popular. Then why did the senshi and just about everyone else adore Usagi better? Why did they love that dumb blonde so much? Oh, she was jealous alright, and she was out for vengeance.

Already, everyone had succumbed to her powers as a young girl. Only Rei seemed unaffected. She had perfected herself so that she could be the best friend to all the senshi, sharing their favorite hobbies and thoughts. She had studied them closely and knew that they now looked to her as a better friend than Usagi. It was just Rei that was so multi-dimensional, so different from the others that Chibi-Usa couldn't figure out how to make herself like Rei. She had tried teasing Usagi and that hadn't worked. She had tried to meditate alongside Rei and that didn't do a thing. She was running out of ideas. She smiled, looking at her future father. He was the one that was twisted the deepest into her vines of deceit and lies. It would take a lot to get him out of it.

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Rei's eyes flew open as she was met with the truth. Her breathing was laborious and short and she couldn't help but let a sob tear out of her throat. Chibi-Usa was Usagi's path to self destruction. Usagi's path to self hate. Usagi's path to suicide. Another sob escaped her lips. The scene was so horrifying, so gruesome.

Blood.

The sticky substance was everywhere.

Death.

The place reeked of it.

Regret.

It tore through her stomach as she regarded the scene before her. Uncontrollable sobs escaped her throat and tears blurred her vision. Her heart ached with sorrow and she begged that someone, anyone, would take her life.

Usagi.

The blonde angel, her retribution, her salvation, lay there, a knife not far from her fallen hands, bleeding. Multiple stab wounds marred the body of the being of perfection. Her eyes widened when the blonde coughed up blood. There was still hope. She lifted her into her arms and ran as fast as she could, crying out for help.

No one came.

She ran until her lungs burned, until her stomach was of lead, until she couldn't go on. But she had to. She needed to make it. Usagi needed her more than ever. The same way she needed Usagi. She forced her tears to stop so that she could see clearly. Her legs pumped faster and she was intent on saving the person that had done so much for her. For them. Where were they? Weren't their bonds tingling with the oncoming of dread and death? Or were they too wrapped up with the pink haired girl to help?

Usagi was barely breathing.

She ran even faster until she reached the hospital, bursting in through the doors. She begged for help, and soon, a doctor came rushing, along with paramedics. She watched as they took her, and when she tried to follow, they stopped her. She blubbered that Usagi needed her. They didn't listen. She stood there for what seemed like an eternity.

The doctor came back.

"Sorry…"

That was all she could hear. She threw herself onto the floor. Her sobs were uncontrollable. She was gone. Her ray of light in the darkness, her spark of hope, she was gone. Usagi was dead.

not a flame: thanks for your concrit. I'll rewrite the first chapter to include more on thoughts. Please leave a contact so that I could ask you questions while I write my next chappy; I'd really appreciate it. BUT I'd also like it if you would refrain from telling authors that their story is one of the worst ever. It really puts them down. I know you did that to about three maybe four of my other fics and I took them down because I took what you said seriously. You can't say that my fic is the worst of its kind, considering the fact that so many people like it and the fact that my grammar and spelling is better than most people's in this section. It's not as 2-D and flat as you say it is. You told me that it's only Usagi is good and Chibi-Usa is bad, but I only wrote the beginning. I normally get deeper into my stories later on. So, just letting you know, I don't appreciate put-downs. Don't take this offensively or in a rude/mean way, because I'm not really like that.

Bunny Aino: thanks for defending me! Aw, Aino-chan, you didn't have to that. I like concrit. It helps me write better! Thanks anyways :huggles:

Transcendent: thanks for helping me out! I appreciate that you took the time to do it for me, even though you were grounded.

And thanks to all my other reviewers for waiting patiently for me while I wrote the next chapter. I hope you enjoyed it! I'm sorry if this sounds like another story, but I swear, I came up with it on my own! Please don't hate me and my ficcy! I hate plagiarism...

Please leave a review! Oh, and I'm thinking about doing this crazy Artemis Fowl/ Sailor Moon crossover. What do youguys think? Should I or shouldn't I?