Hi everyone. Guess what? I think that I'm actually getting somewhere with this story! YAY! If you didn't notice, I'm adding a lot more detail to this story so there is going to be an extra scene in this chapter.

Makkura's eyes slowly opened as light filtered through the black blinds that went over the window. She slowly sat up as she took in her surroundings. She was in a queen bed with crimson covers and many odds and ends were around the room. What surprised her though was that it was all hers. Did Trowa unpack everything for her? No, he couldn't have. Nobody was ever that nice…were they? Had she just been hanging around with the wrong people? She was interrupted from her musings by none other than Trowa.

"Glad to see that you are awake. I was wondering if you would ever decide to get up. If you don't mind me asking, why were you crying so much when that girl insulted you? I mean, no one else would have cried that much. Didn't your parents die a long time ago?" said Trowa while still trying to be considerate of Makkura's feelings.

Makkura looked at him for a little while until she saw the sincerity in his eyes. He hadn't meant to pry. He just wanted to know a fact. "Umm….it was my foster parents that died. All three of them," said Makkura, deciding not to elaborate any further. That's when she finally noticed that box in his hands. "What's in there?" she asked him with little enthusiasm. The sadness from earlier was not yet forgotten.

"I'm not sure. It was in front of our dorm this morning. It says that it is for you. It's from someone named…well three people actually. They are Yaten, Taiki, and Seiya Kou. I think that I've heard their names somewhere before but I don't…I got it! Aren't they that pop band that was so popular not long ago," he answered, "Oh, I almost forgot. A letter came with it. Here." Trowa handed her the letter as he started trying to figure out how to open the box.

'Hmm…apparently The Lights decided that they wanted to play in the band a bit longer. They were probably girls though. Ahhh…well, doesn't make a difference'. Makkura slowly opened the letter and read.

Dear Hotaru,

We got a message from Sailor Pluto asking us to come take care of you. We know that we don't know you all that well, but we would like to see just what the princess of Saturn is all about. Pluto told us that we would be going to Peacecraft Academy a week after you got this letter.

Just so you know we will be girls this time around. We prefer to stay girls now that our lesbian high is over (sarcasm). It just isn't as awkward. Do you know what we mean? In case you were wondering, Sailor Pluto is still dead. She just messaged us somehow. Kakyuu-hime will be staying here when we come. So will Taiki. He was assigned to stay with Kakyuu on all of our short missions. We will only be there until something special happens. Pluto wouldn't tell us what, but we will be automatically sent back to our planet when it happens. See you soon!

Love,

Seiya, Taiki, and Yaten Kou

P.S. - Pluto said to give you these. I'm sure that you will appreciate them.

Makkura looked up from the letter as she thought about what was said in it. The starlights would be coming to protect her? What would they protect her from? Pluto couldn't know this by being dead. She had to be alive! With that thought in mind, Makkura's mood brightened tremendously.

"Do you want to open the box?" asked Trowa, bringing her out of her reverie. He was curious as to know what could be in such a large box. It had to be something special.

"I'll open it later. By the way," she said when he was about to leave, "Did you unpack all of my stuff?"

"Yeah, I figured that you would appreciate it since we had planned on getting that done last night," he replied when a slight blush graced his cheeks. Makkura nodded her head in thanks noticing that he was just trying to be nice to her. She internally thought it was sweet, but on the outside, she just showed that she appreciated it like he said.

"I can tell you this Trowa, you have great interior design skills," she said making him blush even more. When he noticed, a slightly sadistic smirk appeared on Makkura's face. It would be so much fun messing with Trowa's head, and she knew it. Oh, god it was just so much fun to mess with people's heads!

A couple of days later, Trowa and Makkura found out where Heero had been hiding, since they hadn't seen him in the past few days. He got caught in Relena's dorm and Relena wouldn't let him move from the dorm area. Talk about a parasite. Trowa and Makkura had made an agreement though, and they would not help him. Maybe he would be driven to lunacy, or maybe what lunacy that was within him would go away. They hoped for the latter. Or just maybe…he would murder her, but they wouldn't stop him, whatever his decision was.

Everyone had just started going with the school schedule and going to all of their classed, well, except for Quatre since he was on a company trip. He was going to be another week since he got nothing done the first few days. That didn't worry Makkura though. Contrasting to what Trowa had thought, people didn't ridicule Makkura for crying. Instead they gave her as much attention as possible assuming that Trowa had made her cry for some reason. So he basically got most of the malice to himself.

Everything was going the way it was supposed to go. Well, except for the malice. Makkura still hadn't opened the crate. She knew what was in it, so she didn't bother. She had also tried to call Setsuna on her time flute, only to find that it was broken. That had brought Makkura into a slight depression. She knew Setsuna was alive, but she didn't know if she'd ever get to see her. So far, things were going okay though. There wasn't much she could do to change it.

Makkura had become fast friends with Trowa. He would talk to her about the things that he remembered in his life, and even told her about the gundams, which she clarified to him that she already knew about them. What was even better was that they had all of their classes together. Makkura still wouldn't tell him much about herself, but she wasn't giving him the cold shoulder, so that counted as friendship to her. She just hoped that things would stay that way. Considering the past, she doubted that it would.

Thanks to:

Taenieia: I continued!

Hoshiko Megami: This one isn't as sad as the other one.

Airlady: I'm glad you think so. I am trying to do something slightly different.

Lady Light: You got it confused with my other story? That's okay. I'm glad that you liked this one though.

HarpyGirl91: Glad you think so. That's what I was getting at.