DISCLAIMER: well, seeing as this is the first disclaimer I've ever written, I'm not really sure how far I need to go with it . . .The chair I'm sitting on is from IKEA, I didn't invent it . . . My computer is an IBM, so I didn't make that up too . . . umm, the clothes I'm wearing I didn't invent, I bought . . . I, myself, I did not invent, I am the product of my parents . . .oh god, bad thought! Make it go away! . Anyways, maybe I should say that along with these many things I did not create Sailor Moon, or Gravitation, for that matter, though most days I wish I had, as for the other days, I just wish I had created Hiro . . .

STATIC ELECTRICITY

Gravitation/Sailor Moon crossover fanfic

Chapter 1: Tickets and Troubles

The man's arm raised in farewell, his transparent brown eyes filled with love for her. She saw him briefly mouth the words "I love you" as the wind ruffled his jet-black hair. Her brilliant blue eyes filled up with tears as she turned away, blonde hair blowing in the strong wind. The whistle blew, and the train started to pull away . . .

Serena felt her own blue eyes fill up with tears at the thought of it. They cascaded down her face and onto the open pages of the book before her. As she finished the story, she slammed closed the covers of the book and sobbed.

"Oh, please Serena – pull yourself together!" She heard Raye snap from the couch opposite her. Serena blinked, her tear-filled eyes taking in her dark-haired friend across the coffee table from her with surprise. Serena had completely forgotten that Raye had been there . . .

"That's what I thought," Raye sighed. She slouched down further into the cushions and pulled a pair of old, worn earphones over her head, closing her eyes. Even from where she was sitting Serena could distinctly hear the sharp techno rhythms of the music her friend was listening to being played out.

Raising a hand to her face, Serena whiped the tears from her eyes as she surveyed the living room where she was sitting – the comfortable chairs and floor cushions where all empty; She and Raye were the only two in the room.

Where is everybody? Serena wondered momentarily, before her ears picked up the sounds of a different music, coming from another room. Serena grinned slyly to herself; she had some idea where she might find someone . . .

Quickly Serena stood up, the book in her lap falling to the floor, forgotten. Briefly there could be seen the words "COOL- Eiri Yuki," before it was kicked out of sight beneath the couch.

Serena stalked as silently as she could, which wasn't very, out of the room towards the kitchen – following the sound of a powerful male voice belting out a love song loudly into the near-silence of the apartment.

"You who have been reborn, colour your eyes, without smiling alone . . ."

Sneaking a peek into the kitchen, Serena glimpsed the telltale bow on the back of her best friend's head. Grinning widely, Serena bounced into the kitchen, tackling Mina from behind. Mina shrieked, jumped almost a foot into the air, and nearly dropped the knife she was using to chop tomatoes with.

"Oh Mina, I'm so glad I found you!" Serena whimpered, hugging her friend still tighter, and snuggling her face into Mina's back. "You see, I looked up and there was no one here, and then Raye was mean to me and – ugh. What the hell are you listening to?"

Serena felt her face contort into an expression of disgust. Releasing Mina – who gasped as air rushed suddenly back into her lungs – Serena began to prowl the kitchen, seeking the source of the disturbance.

"Be exposed in a state of purity, like a flower whose petals have fallen . . ." sang the voice, coming from the CD player.

"Don't you insult my Ryuichi!" Mina cried, putting her arms up in front of Serena to block her way. "What has Ryu-kun ever done to you?" She wanted to know, frowning. "Nittle Grasper is amazing!"

Turning away from Serena, Mina took the CD out of the player and cuddled it.

"Besides," she continued. Now it was her turn to sound disgusted. "We can't all like Tokio, and Puffyamiyumi, the way you do."

"Say; Mina?" asked Serena suddenly. She was staring off into space, apparently having stopped listening to the conversation some time ago. "Where's Lita?"

Mina shrugged and turned back to where she was cutting up tomatoes for Lita to put in the spaghetti sauce she was making. No one was stupid enough to let Mina cook, but she liked to help, and so far hadn't cut anyone's head off, so Lita somewhat tolerated it. "I dunno. She left a little while ago – back while you were still occupied with one of those soppy romance novels you and Ami read." Serena spluttered in protest of this obvious affront to her wonderful Eiri Yuki, but Mina studiously ignored her. "She probably just went to go buy Pocky or something – I'm sure she'll be back soon."

"Some hostess," Serena whined. "We're supposed to be having this sleepover, and she's not even here!"

Dismissing the issue from her mind, Serena turned and left the kitchen, wandering back into the living room. Raye was still on the couch, and as Serena came farther into the room she could hear Raye singing softly under her breath along with her music.

"If you could still wait to come back, with those eyes turned away, someday, let's recreate that bewildered kiss . . ."

Serena rolled her eyes at this sight, and then helplessly glanced about the room, looking for her Eiri Yuki novel. She'd have to give it back to Ami now that she'd finished it . . .

The noise of several persons (or maybe just an elephant in a caffeine-frenzy) frantically pounding up the stairs interrupted her half-hearted searching. Serena scarcely had time to look up before the door burst open.

Framed in the doorway were Lita and Ami. By the looks of it, both girls were trying to get through the door first, and both were refusing to give an inch to the other. As a result, a frantic sort of wrestling match was taking place within the doorframe, as each girl simultaneously tried to burst through into the room, and tried to stop the other from getting in before her.

Eventually, though, it was Lita who succeeded – her strength and longer legs winning out over the more slightly built bluenette. Ami, encountering no more resistance, was flipped face-first onto the doorstep. She jumped up quickly and followed Lita into the room, looking dusty and beaten, but still very happy.

Lita, on the other hand, was ecstatic.

She kept jumping up and down, screaming, "I got them! I got them!" to Raye and Mina, who both equal looks of enthusiasm on their faces. Raye had even taken her headphones off.

"What?" Serena whined, hating to be left out. Lita continued to do her impression of a rabid fangirl; all three girls ignored her. Serena stuck out her bottom lip and pouted. "What are you guys talking about?" She moaned, still louder.

She was about to kick off the evening with a spectacular trademarked Serena-tantrum, but the look on Ami's face quite wrecked her focus.

"What?" Serena asked again, this time much more calmly. Ami was still standing in the doorway, clutching a bag from a nearby bookstore to her chest as if someone might try to take it away from her. The smile on her face was happy almost the point of psychotic.

"I," Ami began with a flourish, the grin still on her face, "Ami Mizuno, have just scored a copy of this." She reached into her bag, and pulled out a brand-new book, still wrapped in cellophane from the store. On the front cover read the words "LOVER- Eiri Yuki."

Serena's resultant shriek was loud enough to be heard even above the celebration of the other three girls, and would have put any self-respecting fangirl to shame.

Raye, Mina, and Lita all stopped what they were doing and stared.

"What are you so happy about?" Serena heard Raye ask Ami incredulously, as Serena continued to prance about the living room, shrieking her blonde, meatballed head off.

"Well," began Ami breathlessly, "I calculated that if 3 million copies of Eiri Yuki's new book were sold in Tokyo, Serena and I would unfortunately each have less than a percent chance of getting a copy. But . . ." She trailed off, hands stroking the cover of her new book lovingly.

"How 'bout you, Lita?" Asked Serena curiously, having stopped screaming early enough to hear the end of Ami's remark.

Lita grinned and pulled a sheaf of tickets out of her jacket pocket. "I got enough tickets for the five of us to go see that joint NG concert next week!"

Raye sighed at the thought. "Nittle Grasper, Bad Luck, and ASK all on the same stage at the same concert," she said dreamily. "It'll be heaven!"

Ami frowned. "But I don't know anything about the music you guys listen to," she said worriedly.

"Yeah, but you've always said you thought Taki Aizawa was hot," Mina reminded her with a grin.

Ami smiled thoughtfully.

"Well, I'm not going," said Serena stubbornly, breaking into her friend's discussion. "I never liked any of those bands anyways – they suck! You guys can totally count me out."

The other four looked towards her with frowns of disappointment. Lita was just opening her mouth to argue, when a familiar beeping sounded from the vicinity of everyone's bags or pockets.

Grateful for the respite, Serena pulled her communicator out of the pocket of her skirt, and clicked the button to answer it.

"Artemis, what is it now?"

The answering voice was loud enough for all five girls to hear and understand easily.

"Serena, we're picking up something on the radar that you should see," said Artemis tersely. "Luna says it just appeared from the Nega-verse. How fast can the five of you get down here?"

Author's Note: I haven't seen Sailor Moon ever since they took it off the air, so I just guessed about the stuff I didn't remember. I ran most of the stuff I wasn't sure on past my friend who is extremely moon-ish and knows everything, (Thanks Meggie-chan! I love you!) anyways. . . but if stuff is still wrong please tell me so I can fix it! The lyrics I used in the three italic parts are all translated-into-English lyrics of Nittle Grasper and Bad Luck lyrics. (the first two parts are both from Sleepless Beauty- Nittle Grasper, and the other part is from No Style, Bad Luck. I got the lyrics off of so whatever). Tokio and Puffiamiyumi are both jpop groups.. . From what I've heard of Tokio, they're not bad, but I've really got something against Puffiamiyumi- I dunno really, they just annoy me . . . I made Lita making spaghetti sauce because I couldn't for the life of me remember what it was they should be eating at a slumber party in Japan . . . really, it was on the tip of my brain and it, well, flew away . . . anyways, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! (I would put R&R, but I haven't been reading fanfics very long, so I don't really know what that means, except that it's probably not rest and relaxation . . .)