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Chapter 5
Usagi stifled a yawn as she wandered through the deserted hallways after a productive hour in her cartooning club. The head coordinator said she was getting better at drawing things other than rabbits, which was a great encouragement to her. Secretly, she had begun her own shoujo manga about a girl who sacrificed her childhood as war consumed her village. She became the heroine, but on the way to destroy her enemy, she fell in love with him.
So far, her character designs had not turned out too well. Usagi couldn't decide how she wanted to fashion her characters, so currently, they were all professionally drawn stick figures.
She rounded a corner, eyebrows knitted in deliberation. A familiar voice caught her attention. Her ears perked with interest.
"If there is anything else you remember, contact us at this number."
It was a quiet voice, but authoritative. It was a voice that left no room for questions. She frowned a little, trying to place it, and peeked sneakily into the teacher's lounge.
Large violet eyes framed by thick, brown lashes stared back at her. She shrieked in surprise and stumbled backwards, landing on her rear. Her book bag skittered across the floor.
Duo straightened and winced. "I think she broke my ears."
"What did you do?"
"Excuse me, but I didn't do anything. This girl was eavesdropping," Duo muttered huffily, inclining his head towards the blonde who was still on the floor.
Usagi pouted at the quick exchange of English, managing to pick up the word 'girl.' She stood to her feet and dusted herself off as the other speaker stepped in front of her. She raised her head, hoping she wasn't going to be in too much trouble.
"Tsukino Usagi. . ."
Her eyes widened. "Hiiro-san!" Without thinking, she hugged him. "How are you?"
Hiiro found himself stripped of all reflexes. It was somehow all very surreal—from their very first meeting to the resurfacing of that memory upon the accident with Aino Minako to Usagi embracing him like an old friend she hadn't seen in years. He continued to stand slightly perturbed as she pulled away.
"What are you doing here? You're not applying to become a teacher, are you?"
"No—" he said, once he regained his senses.
Then with a finger pointed towards Duo: "Is she your sister?"
The swift change of topic brought him to reality and he could not prevent the twitch of a smirk from seizing his lips. Despite the disturbing insinuation that he could be even remotely related to Duo, he could not help but be amused. There would be at least one uplifting point in Duo's inability to speak and understand the language.
"No. He's my. . .friend."
Usagi looked at him dubiously, then at the long chestnut braid that hung over the youth's shoulder. "He's a boy?" she marveled. Instantly, she thought of her and Minako's adventures with Haruka. She giggled.
Duo, not content in being neglected, tapped his foot impatiently. He didn't like being left out and he wanted to know how Hiiro had come to make the acquaintance of such a pretty girl without sending her running for her life. It was almost preposterous.
"Where did you meet her and what's she saying?" he pressed, overflowing with curiosity. He eyed the couple, nearly pouncing on Usagi's hand when she extended it to him. She spouted off what he could only assume was a sentence in Japanese. He grinned, not understanding a word. "What?"
"Her name is Usagi Tsukino and she's pleased to meet you."
Duo rolled the name around on his tongue and released it in a gross distortion. Hiiro smirked.
"Bunny. Usagi translates to rabbit."
Duo raised a chestnut colored eyebrow and chortled. It must've been a Japanese thing. "Her name is Bunny? That's a pretty strange name, but cute. Suits her."
Usagi watched on with an inquisitive smile when Duo started laughing. Bunny sounded like 'bun' and she knew what buns were. They were American for a type of bread. She grinned and giggled, though she wasn't quite sure why Duo found it so funny. And what did buns have to do with her? She blinked when she found the strange American studying her.
Duo cleared his throat and smiled cheekily at her. "Denwa bango wa nandesuka."* he inquired with the one line he had picked up in Japanese. He ignored Hiiro's derisive grunt.
She positively beamed at him and innocently replied, "San kyuu go go no roku hachi san ichi."**
"San blah blah what? Hey, Hiiro, what'd she say?"
Hiiro pretended like he hadn't heard.
"Fine, you big party-pooper," he muttered crossly under his breath. "You never told me you met such a babe, but then again, you never tell me much of anything. Where and when did you meet her? And isn't she a little too young for you? She looks like she's fifteen," he prattled off, either not realizing or not caring about the twitch of annoyance in his partner's jaw.
Hiiro answered with a restrained voice, "Not important."
"So how old is she?"
He glanced down at Usagi, who looked confused and mildly vexed—most likely from being ignored. "How old are you?"
"Seventeen," she chirped brightly and without thought, though she did half-wonder about what they had been chatting about earlier. "I'm turning eighteen in June."
"She's seventeen," he relayed, staring hard at her in an attempt to place her. Usagi reminded him of someone—someone other than Aino Minako—but he couldn't quite identify who. Recollection was more than useless; her visage would blur in his head, his thoughts would jumble, and all it managed to leave was a disorientating headache. It was disconcerting, but he doubted she knew anything relevant to their job and mission. She was just another girl. She was a civilian. She was an innocent.
"Have you asked her about business? She's in that age range," Duo suggested, tucking his hands behind his head.
"No."
Duo gave him a funny look. "So?"
He frowned, blinking his eyes back into focus. "I don't think she knows anything."
The answer didn't sit well with Duo—Hiiro never said, 'I don't think. . .' It was always one thing or another, never in between. It was unusual for Hiiro to leave out information pertaining to business and even stranger that he was reluctant to ask a few questions. Although it was largely possible that Hiiro had grilled her whenever the two had met, Hiiro was still not giving him the whole story. There were no explanations except for the girl, and God forbid that the Perfect Soldier was actually feeling. However, Duo hadn't missed that fleeting mystified expression in his empty blue eyes when Bunny had hugged him.
. . .Which lead him to speculate on her character and intellect. She was either extremely brave or extremely stupid, but that was a whole other story.
He did have to wonder just what exactly their relationship was, but for now, he had to overlook it. "I take that back. Well, it's about time for our appointment. We should get going." Duo nudged his self-contained colleague.
Hiiro briskly nodded once and turned to leave before Duo dragged him back by the collar. He glowered. "What?"
"Don't you think you should maybe say 'bye' or 'see you later'?"
He never said good-bye. He suddenly felt sluggish and awkward as he looked at puzzled blonde, smiling obliviously. Duo breathing down his neck did not help.
Usagi almost lost her breath when Hiiro's smoky eyes suddenly locked on hers. She jumped when he uttered her name.
"Usagi. Good-bye."
It took her two full seconds to digest his words, two extra long seconds of staring into the void that seemed to swallow her entire being whole and suck the very life out of her. But the more they seemed to draw in her existence, the stronger her spirit became and the stronger her desire to fill that dismal abyss grew. Her spirit swelled like a rising tide within her, expanding as quick as he took her in.
The image of Mamoru shifted over him and she had to bite her tongue to keep from crying out his name. Liquid copper welled up in her mouth. The last second ended. She found herself staring at Hiiro's retreating back.
Their eyes had been the same.
The revelation was staggering. Usagi swallowed the blood on her tongue, feeling wretched and nauseous. Her hands had turned to ice, laced with a fine, unsettling shaking. She called out to him, tears ready to spring to her eyes if he shunned her. "Don't go!"
He turned abruptly at her outburst.
"I-I mean, Hiiro-san—" Her breath came quick and uncertain. "—Are you busy on Saturday?"
Hiiro stared at her. "No."
"Would you like to do something?"
"Do what?"
She hugged herself tightly, wrapping her fingers around her sides to hide her shaking hands. Her eyes dropped to the floor. "Do something with me."
"Do what?" Hiiro repeated, unsure of what she was asking of him. After saying his good-bye, she had looked so worn out. She had reverted to that withdrawn girl standing alone on the bridge. He didn't understand her sudden change of disposition.
Usagi pouted, growing flustered. "Feed the ducks!" She shuffled her feet to get her circulation going again, waiting for his answer.
Peculiar idea. Why would she want to feed ducks? If animals could not fend for themselves, then they had no right to survive. It was the survival of the fittest in this world; did she not know? But who was he to preach when he couldn't even follow the own principles taught to him?
"We don't really have to feed the ducks. We could do something else," she said tactfully, feeling very small and inexperienced. She smiled hesitantly.
"Hn."
Her lashes fluttered as she dared to glance up at him, uncertain of the meaning but willing to take the benefit of the doubt. "Is that a yes?" she asked with breath abated.
"Yes!" came the ecstatic answer in English. Duo dimpled at her. Of course he didn't know what they were really talking about, but if his instincts were right, she was asking his socially inept buddy out on a date. The ambiance was practically humming with the beginnings of a newborn something. His concerns for Hiiro's and Bunny's relationship were put to rest. By night, Duo was Shinigami, God of Death, but by day, he was Cupid, God of Love.
Duo quieted Hiiro before he could object. "Just go out with her. She seems like a nice kid."
His face visibly darkened. "Don't make decisions for me."
"Hiiro, you've got to loosen up. You should be flattered that she even wants to go out with you."
Hiiro didn't seem to care one way or another.
Duo sighed, insolently swinging an arm around Hiiro's shoulders. "It's a one time thing. If things go wrong, you could always tell her you don't live here and besides, what's the worse that could happen? Her hugging you again?"
He scowled at the taunting lilt of Duo's voice and how much sense he was beginning to make.
"Come on, just look at her."
He did. Usagi was staring at him with an expectant expression; if she was at all insulted by his animosity, she didn't show it.
"Why?" he ventured to ask, voice low and serious.
Her smile never wavered. "Because I want to know you."
Hiiro shrugged off Duo's arm, not completely content with her answer.
"Please."
She said it like she would become absolutely nothing if he said no. There were a million reasons to decline, but right now, he couldn't even remember one. "Saturday," he finally said, unable to ignore her plea, "one o'clock at the front gate in the park."
A content smile spread across her lips. "Thank you, Hiiro-san."
He half-expected her to embrace him again. "Good-bye, Usagi." He nodded as he turned away.
"Bye Hiiro-san, bye Duo-san!"
Duo raised his hand in a wave, giving the back of Hiiro's head a hard look before grinning at her. "Bye Bunny."
She watched them disappear around a corner and started walking towards the back exit.
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"Two men from the colonies came by earlier this afternoon asking about any supernatural incidents around the Tokyo area. They had some information that suggested I knew something."
Ami thoughtfully frowned. "They didn't say why they needed to know?"
"Said they wanted to give the Senshi global recognition. They're hoping to publish a book." Rei snorted inelegantly and composed herself with a sip of tea. "Apparently, they know the shrine was the site of many unexplainable occurrences. What I don't understand is how two outsiders know."
Makoto stretched out lazily and folded her arms behind her head. "Well, I'm sure we were broadcasted all over the Earth and colonies. You guys did tell me there was that one time with the disappearing busses around this area and it was all over the news. Besides, there were a lot of battles here."
Across from her, Luna paced the room. "Were they from the government?"
"Right. They called themselves the 'Preventers,' I think."
Footsteps pounded up the wooden steps and the screen door was rudely thrown aside. Usagi stopped panting only long enough to grin sheepishly in the doorway. "Sorry!"
"You're late!" Rei barked, shooting her a glare. The tardy blonde blithely ignored it.
"It wasn't my fault. I bumped into somebody I met. . ." she paused, not wanting to explain exactly how they had met or what exactly ensued. "Somebody I met a few weeks ago," she finished quickly and seated herself when the group's interest diminished.
"We were just talking about some visitors who wanted to know about the youma that had frequented the shrine," the cat informed as her charge plopped down beside her. She swished her sleek midnight tail in annoyance when Usagi launched herself at the dish of goodies in the center of the table.
"Huh?" she mumbled around a muffin and swallowed, shedding crumbs from around her mouth. "Why would they want to know? Nothing has happened for about two years.
"That's the million dollar question," sighed Makoto from the other side.
Usagi echoed her sigh. "I could buy a lot of manga with a million dollars."
"Usagi!"
"I'm right here, Rei-chan! You don't have to scream," she muttered with an irate pout, already reaching for another baked good.
Makoto and Luna rolled their eyes.
"I wasn't screaming!" she growled and slapped at Usagi's hand. "This is important, so pay attention!"
She made a sour face and cradled her wounded hand, wondering if another pastry was worth the wrath of Rei. "If we're not in any danger, we probably don't have to worry about it."
Ami, ever cautious, drew up some statistics in her head. She concluded that the possibility of the blonde being right was one in ten-thousand—in other words, very slim. "Just in case, we should probably wait to see if they come back. Technology has really advanced and there have been increasing public implications of spiritual and otherwise unexplainable methods in the research of evidence nowadays." She delicately sipped her tea.
"That's interesting, Ami-chan," Usagi nodded pensively, one hand cupping her chin, "but what did you just say?"
Luna quickly leapt into Rei's lap and smacked both paws over the priestess's ready-to-snap mouth. "I think she means there might be a new opponent somewhere in the galaxy and those two men were trying to gather information for reference." She eyed Rei, who had developed a nasty looking tick in her forehead. The hair on Luna's back stood on end as she dropped her paws, fearing for her hide. "H-Have you consulted the Fire, Rei-chan?"
The expression of deadly intent faded from her face. She nodded. "But there wasn't anything unusual and they were full humans," she added, glancing at quiet brunette who had swiftly sat up. The frustrated frown in Makoto's expressive jade eyes matched her own.
"This sucks. What the hell are we going to do when something happens? What the hell can we do without our transformation?" she demanded, slamming a fist onto the table. The delicate china teacups clanked as they jumped with Makoto's excitement. The room shivered into silence.
Ami looked up sharply and quietly from the clattering porcelain to Makoto. She was right, undeniably so, but getting so worked up over it would benefit no one. Usagi was staring inaudibly at her hands, and Ami could not prevent the forked tongue of dread from snaking up her spine. Makoto had declared her frustration with all good intentions, but bringing up their former alter-egos only served to beget a touchier subject.
There was a very subtle change in atmosphere, so faint that she had afforded it to her imagination. Usagi spoke suddenly, and the sensation became only a distant, dimming perception within the deep recesses of her mind.
"Nothing's going to happen."
Makoto fluid green eyes flicked upwards, filling with open guilt. She shook her head as as if she was trying to shake away the part of her that always performed before conscious thought. Her mouth opened to speak, "Usagi-chan—I didn't mean. . ." and the words melted into pale wisps on her tongue.
Usagi smiled weakly—the tension was beginning to suffocate her. "It probably has nothing to do with us. The Sailor Senshi are gone." The room fell into an awkward silence.
It always ended with uncomfortable silences and remorseful looks. They were what made her feel at fault for that gaping discomfiture. She couldn't help but think she was to blame for the incapability to speak freely about it.
"Maybe it was meant to be this way," Usagi whispered softly. "At least now we can choose who we want to be, right?" She bit her lip and hoped they would agree with the optimism she had worked so hard to restore.
"Usagi-chan is right. Graduation is coming up soon. Has anyone received their acceptance letters?" Rei asked, indebted to Ami when she jumped right away into a spiel about Tokyo University and their well-respected medical program. Ten minutes later, Makoto interrupted her to talk about the culinary school she fantasized of going to.
Rei let her stiff shoulders fall loose as she nodded along to the conversation, remembering just how true Usagi's words were. They needed to look toward the future. They needed to let go.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught the grateful smile on Usagi, one that signified all that was impending.
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Weird idea/"preview" type thing.
It was the whirring of the air in the ventilation system that woke him up.
He was sure of it—that the whirring came from the ventilation system of the sterile and spacious room he was currently residing in. He had laid with his eyes closed until he knew.
He didn't remember the transition from unconsciousness to consciousness. He didn't know if there actually had been one. Perhaps he hadn't been asleep at all. Perhaps he had been awake the entire time but only now had the background noise managed to rouse into him the minute sensations that quivered around him.
He was cold.
The rhythm of the heart monitor above him both soothed and disturbed him.
There were two people in the room.
He was lying unbound in a medical examination bed.
He opened his eyes.
*What is your telephone number? **3955-6831 (I know there are 4 digits in the first part, but that's how it was in my Japanese book)
AN: ?! *gasps* Usagi asked Hiiro out on a date?! And he agreed?! It's the end of the world!! Haha XP Well, he had to agree. Otherwise there'd be no story! Rofl, I told you guys there'd be OOCness on Hiiro's part. I'm foreshadowing something in that last sentence. . . It's going to lead to bigger things, so stay tuned! O_o;;
For the "preview" . . . just some weirdness that wouldn't leave me when I was showering, lol. I swear it was the Cowboy Bebop episode I watched some night (early morning) last week or something. Well, the idea was sort of ripped off of Faye. Heh, I love Faye Valentine. ^_^ Will not exactly be continued, that's why I put it in this fic. Next installment will come with the next chapter. . .which is mostly typed out, but I gotta do some fine-tuning. Then, sad to say, this fic will progress much more slowly from there. _;
the Desert Fox: Lol, don't be confused! Trowa, Wufei, and Quatre will also not be able to speak Japanese. ^^ But, Haruka and Michiru can. . . and Ami will be able to, more or less, as will Artemis since he was with Minako in England. I don't think Q-man and Michelle are going to get together because I really adore Haruka/Michiru. ^^ The Rei/Wufei pairing I could take, since I haven't really done anything with them yet. Dangit, this just goes to show how little of GW I know. Hehh, let's just say that Trowa and Wufei joined up with the Preventers. Trowa and Duo are in it only for super duper special projects and Wufei and Hiiro for life. _ How does that sound? I should somehow project this idea into my fic. :D Wow, thanks for the inspiration!! Honestly, I have no idea what Vulcanus is o__O or what the Battlefield of Pacifists is, either. X_X Ah, I feel so inept. I'm sorry if I get GW stuff wrong. I'm more of a Sailormoon-oriented fan. ^^;;;
Chibi Koneko: Doumo!! ^__^ I honestly don't know if it's a Duo/Minako. o.O It could be! XD For sure it's an H/U. . .I'm not sure about the other characters, rofl. ^^;
Usagi Asia Maxwell: Heart of Darkness? o.O Okay, I'll make sure to stay away from that, lol. Hehehh, I'm not sure if I'm writing it for superficial pleasures _ I mean, I wrote some stuff out, but. . . dangit, I dunno XD I'm confusing myself. This fic is getting too complicated for me. X_X *head explodes* I only love weekends if I'm not behind on schoolwork. ;D
Sailor Grape: . . .!! Has it really been a year? Time really goes by so fast. . . I'm very glad that you're continuing MSWG ;D You have no idea how happy I am. I may not sound it, but I'm screaming in joy right now. ;D Yeah, Minako is so not just another pretty face. I love Minako ^_^ Yep, she's bound to do some investigating on her own which will probably lead to more chaos, and writing this right now is starting to inspire me. XD Yesss, since she's in L2 right now, what will she stumble across?! I don't know, but it better be interesting! Much more H/U interaction to come, and the Mamoru-haters/Hiiro-worshipers will hate me later. *obnoxious laugh* Of course I'm not resurrecting Mamoru or anything, but I'm sure there will be disagreements between the readers and some of my ideas. ^^;;
Liquid Ice: OMG, THAT WAS SUCH AN AWESOME REVIEW. *takes a deep breath* WOW! I mean, seriously, I was so happy to read about your views and about how this is developing so far! You're very insightful!! ^__^ You're totally right on the dot!! O_O!! Lol, you're so good at reading into things!! @_@!! I was actually very intent on having Usagi and Hiiro chase each other by a second away (and I totally loved how you phrased this "dance" *.*), but it would complicate things so much that my miniscule brain would overload and then I would either die or suffer from some sort of brain damage and then I'll never be able to finish this. XD lol, so I had them meet this chapter, although their identities will be hush-hush. ^~ Like Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen, ne? Lol _ *gets lynched for comparing Hiiro to Mamoru by Mamoru-haters* X_X;; Geh. Hehe *nods* Hiiro is fascinated. . .but for what reasons? _ *wiggles her eyebrows* In the prologue, he thought she was kind of familiar, so I think he's trying to build up on that familiarity. Michiru was starting to get freaky XD I blame it on the song she's stuck on. X_X Lord knows I'd go crazy if I had the same song running through my head for weeks. *dies* So Hiiro is curious (as a kitten, aww! Hii-neko!) 'cause the mission does come first and Michiru seems to know –something-. . . Lolol, I know that thing about Hiiro never being confused, and I would have to agree on certain levels. ^_^;; But now, he's in a sticky situation that cannot be defined by scientific terms. O.o It's not about building/taking apart a Gundam, it's not hacking into government files (since he's got all that info already), and it's not so black and white, but very gray and even a little pink. o.O Did that make sense? Hehe() Definitely! Angelight also mentioned that ^^ about the inners being so close and warm. I really felt like I needed to bring that out. *oogey gooey sigh* ;D Usagi IS cute. :D!! I'm glad people think that!! XD So she is a little out there, but she can be so dense sometimes and it's just adorable. ^^! We should get on MSN and talk some more!! :D
Crystalstorm21: Thank you!! *giggles* I hope I update soon, too! o__o But midterms are coming next week and I'm so unprepared. ^__^;;
Char: Wow, thank you! I think this is the first time someone's called me mature, rofl. I've been called disciplined before, and I wasn't sure if I was supposed to be offended or not. Doesn't disciplined just sound like a nicer way of saying tight-ass? _;; Lol, anyways, I really do try to think when I write. I like creating sentences that will sort of mean something. ^_^ Now, if only I could SPEAK like that. Hehehehh()!
Heero's Bunny: LOL Heero's torture chamber! That's so funny! XD Poor Heero. . . in leather. Black leather. Omg, he'd look so good in black leather. o_O!! Yummy~! ^__^
Arella Hallo: Ah, I'm sleepy, too. X__x It's 3:24 AM and I had a big ice cream sundae at 12 AM. And my internet is not working. . .so this'll have to wait until tomorrow to be posted. Now it's time to conk out. ^^;;
Fuuga Kumi: Wai~ Thank you . but my characterizations are totally off! Haha, I'm trying to keep them in, but it's hard. ^__^ Ne, ne, I'm totally waiting for the next chapter of One Step Closer!! Argh, I need to know what happened! ;_; Pity me, pity me, and put up a new chapter, please? ^^ Yah! Michi-chan was all mysterious and freaky, but she'll calm down. . .I hope. o.O
¤°°º°º°°¤|çé ß|úé Éy駤°°º°º°°¤: Oh no, I hope your grandma is okay!! =[ And I hope you and your family are okay! I'm so glad your car didn't flip. . .just watching them on TV really scare me. I got into a car accident a few weeks ago, but it was a small one. I'm so sorry about all the stuff that's been going on. _ I hate losing money, maybe even more so than failing a test. _!! *huggles* It's okay. . .maybe next week all the good stuff will double! ^_^;; Lol, I'll put the cherry up on display so I can have it and not eat it. XD I'll preserve it. Mwahaha demons of the heart will be the theme of this fic. ^^;; *nodnods* It shall be explained in time. . . XD Heee, Usa's not so much hung up on Mamoru anymore, but it still hurts her every so often. She promised Rei to be her cheerful self again, so she's pretty much reverted back to silly Usagi ^^;; *huggles* Ganbaru! Jia you! Good luck! .
Delphine Pryde: Lol, thanks! It really is surprising that people think I write well because. . .I rarely get A's on my English papers. o.o Teachers always complain that I don't go in-depth enough or something to that extent, so I'm not very confident. ^^;
Kolinshar Jackie-chan Benito: Omg, I never expected to get a review from you, either!! @_@ I love your fics XD They're all so original and so VERY FUNNY. O_O *calms down a little* And-and. . . omg, is that a Tasuki/Usagi fic that I see in the works?! *hyperventilates* AAHHHH!! I've been so desperate for a good Tasu/Usa fic because Kurosu doesn't update hers _ and that one was so uber cute! *dies and glomps the future project from the dead* ;D I can't wait to read it, ne ne, and the next installment of Sleeping Beauty backwards xD and of course The Chronicles of Hiiro Yui. *deep sigh* I'm so happy. ^__^
Sailor-Destin: Ohh, it's okay! ^_^ I used to go on Neopets a lot. x__x Like waaayy much. But then I fell out of it and I think all my pets are starving to death now. I think they've been starving for like 3 years now. rofl, I'm such a bad owner. T_T
Angelight: Waiii yesh xD Darn all these metaphors that I'm not quite sure how to tie into the story. Haha, they sounded cool when I started writing them. . .now I'm not so sure. ^^;; Oh ho ho, they'll meet Relena some time in the near future. . .and Ms. Peacecraft is going to play somewhat important role. o.O But, she'll be mentally stable for the most part, lol. I actually don't like to bash characters in general. . .I'll read them, and I'll do it in humor/parody. ^^ YAH, I need that episode. x_x I've seen pictures of it I think. . .I actually think I have seen it, I just don't remember from where. Minako really didn't look much like Usagi with her hair up, which sorta surprised me. ^^;; Anymahoo, where's Cross My Heart? :D
Tiger Tiger2: Lol, very possible. I think I was depressed for a while a few years ago. . . Well, either I was depressed, antisocial, or on PMS. Lol, who knows. ^^;; I need medication.