HI pplz! So sorry I haven't written for like, what, a couple of months? The only reason I even continued this story, which I think people aren't liking anymore is because of one review that I got after the third chapter was up, I think. It was by Violet at Aria's Ink, and I thought nobody cared! LOLZ, Major thanx to Violet, though, I had no reason to go on. Thanx. Don't matter, to me though I didn't think anyone wanted me to continue, But since I had nothing else to do. . . Here you go!
P.S. I NEED AN EDITOR! If your younger sister asks if she can be your editor, DON'T say 'yes' ; Trust me they don't do their job.
Disclaimer: I'd have hell of a lot more money if I owned SM, don't you think?

Moonlit Dreams

Chapter 4

'I've got nothing to do,' Serena sighed, 'I guess I'll go to that little garden now. It's always peaceful there, and I need some quiet time to plan out how I'm going to slowly torture Una!' She glanced around, not really wanting to be alone. Every single person there was having a fun time enjoying the freedom of Friday.

'Everyone except', she observed, 'that one guy over there. He looks familiar…' She quickly recognized the platinum hair and that certain tan. 'I know! It's that guy from the hospital.' Taking in his downcast appearance and even grimmer expression, Serena decided that she had to cheer him up; it was her duty as a Good Samaritan. She quickly walked up to him; he was staring into his coffee like it was his only lifeline. "If you wanna drown in something, the only way to go is chocolate!"

"Huh?" the military man replied. Serena slipped into the seat across from him. "I said, 'If you wanna drown, chocolate is the only way to go!' Hehe," she stuck out her hand, introducing herself, "I'm Serena Tsukino." Slowly he put out his own hand and shook hers, "I'm Kunzite Zephyrus, from Earth."

"Nice to meet you, General. Soooo, now that I'm your friend and everything, do you want to tell me what's wrong?" Kunzite looked startled, 'how could someone be so, so nosy?' he thought. Kunzite then noticed that it was that nurse he had stopped for direction in the hospital. He looked at her cheery expression, noting that a smile was natural on her. Seeing the sincerity in her eyes, and how kind and undiscriminating her smile was, Kunzite felt himself tell her about what had happened, despite his usually uptight nature.

"I used to live with my mother, here on the Moon, for as long as I could remember. But my father needed me to run his estates and take over his responsibilities on Earth. The Law of Earth forced me to go, and so did my mother. She didn't want to cause any trouble, and neither did I. She was saddened by the fact that I would be gone for so long. And she would be alone. I didn't want to go, but I didn't want to refuse my mother's wishes as well. So I went, and I haven't visited her since. For five years my father would never allow it. And now she- she's ill. Extremely ill, and I haven't been there for her. I feel so guilty, maybe if I had been there to buy her medicine, or something, anything." He broke off, guilt consuming his heart. He looked up at the girl that had befriended him so, only to see that she wasn't there. Kunzite scoffed at himself for letting his emotions out so easily, to someone who wouldn't even listen to him, bitterness replacing the guilt within him.

He felt a gentle touch on his shoulder. Turning around he saw the nurse, Serena, standing behind him, her eyes shining with sorrow for him. Kunzite looked on confused as she bent down and gave him a hug. "Don't worry, I know what'll make you feel better. Come on!" She pulled at his large, tan hand, like an impatient child. She led him through the winding streets to the Moon Plaza and down the avenue. He saw that they were headed to the last place he wanted to be: Silver Moon Hospital. "Why?" was the only word that would pass through his lips? He felt horrible on the inside, first for feeling so guilty, and secondly for the ill faith he had in his new friend. She turned around to face him, her black hair waving gently in the cool breeze, "This is where it is." She stated it as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "You know… I could take you to get a makeover. I'm like this," Serena crossed her fingers, her eyes glittering, " with the owners of Ayakashi Cosmetics."

"No-no-no I'll go to the hospital," stuttered Kunzite in fear; he wouldn't put a single thing past this girl. Satisfied with his answer she turned around and led him around the side of the building.

Staring at Serena, Kunzite noticed her hair shimmer silver in the evening dusk. Even more confused than before he focused on the bobbing head before him; on how the black strands would catch the light and then reflect off as silver, it was mystifying. No matter how open she was, with her happy-go-lucky attitude and her clear silver-blue eyes; this girl was a mystery and she didn't even know it. He heaved his chest in silent confusion. One moment his life was as normal as it could be. And the next he's on the Moon visiting his sick mother, and following along with every whim of a single girl. His comrades would be having the laugh of their lives, if they ever knew that a woman was tugging the ever-composed Kunzite across town. Kunzite smirked at the thought, if they ever did find out, it would be their last laugh, and he would make sure of it.

The two companions turned around a corner to face, by the looks of it, a marble wall. One could barely see the wall under all the gold-colored Uraniun Ivy that crisscrossed it. Serena let go of Kunzite's hand motioning him to the wall; no one could see them from any of the windows at this point. "What're you doing?" hissed Kunzite as the girl was hanging onto the top of the wall with her hands, swinging like a monkey as she tried to pull her leg over. He watched as she let one arm go and put a long finger to her lips, "Shhhh. The makeover's always an option, if you don't want to go to the garden."

'Garden?' thought Kunzite; maybe he should follow this girl, just in case she hurt herself. Giving the girl a lift over the wall, he casually jumped up and swung over, and his jaw dropped.

The garden, as Serena had called it, was like something out of one's imagination. It was amazing; no wonder Serena had wanted him to see it. It was a kaleidoscope of colors, splashed across all different sorts of plants. Not even the Earth had such a varied assortment of flora. All that Kunzite could think was, 'Wow.' And when Serena asked him, "Watcha think?" he could only answer "Wow."

"So I guess that means you like it," said Serena in her singsong voice, bringing Kunzite out of his reverie. "The hospital's closed right now, and all the visitors should be gone. No one will see us, and later, I can get you inside." She didn't say why, but Kunzite didn't notice as he tried to take in the colors and smells blasting his senses.

The only way to describe the garden was magical. All Kunzite could feel was a calm and--and joy, for some reason, he couldn't figure. But he let the reason elude him, as he couldn't care less at the moment. Kunzite turned around to see where Serena was, but found himself completely alone in the vast garden. He stood silent for a moment and heard a soft rustling from the Weeping Willow from Saturn. 'There she is,' he thought, she had left him in his doze to wander off. He walked over to the pale purple tree, Kunzite found himself feeling calmer than before, more at peace, like nothing mattered. There was something in the air, and with a sniff, he found himself drawn closer to the sweeping branches of the willow. It was the tree he realized that had allured him; the branches seemed to be reaching out to him.

Kunzite gently moved aside the branches and found Serena sitting up against the trunk, the willow branches lending her shade. She twirled a flower between her fingers, and Kunzite noted that it kept changing from red to purple. "Why don't you want to see her?" Serena asked softly. He sat down with a light thud next to her, "Why I don't want to see her? It's because every time I do, I feel so wrong, and guilty. Like I don't deserve to be near her." Kunzite hung his head in thought. "I don't deserve her," he whispered to himself, thinking that Serena hadn't heard. "That's not true!" the black-haired girl exclaimed, her hair falling around her in a fury of silver. "That's not true and you know it! What do I have to do to get you to understand! Bite you! … Maybe I should, it might knock some sense into you." Her evil grimace turned into a frown and then slowly into a smile, "Come on, Kunzite. It's time to go. Look it's getting dark and who knows what'll be lurking about! Hey, I rhymed! Hehe, well, anyways, let's go." Kunzite looked on exasperated at the girl's swift mood swings, grudgingly he brought himself to his feet and walked behind the innocent looking, manipulative girl.

Kunzite followed her down a path through an endless meadow of flowers. Absentmindedly, he bent down and smartly picked an orange tulip, putting it up to his nose and inhaling the sweet scent that tickled his senses. He felt better now, Kunzite would go see his mother and make everything better, 'Yeah,' he thought, 'all better.' He was floating through the garden on this new feeling that everything would work out, when he was brought crashing down by a sharp pain. "Ow! What was that for!" He demanded of Serena, rubbing his arm. Serena snatched the flower away from him and threw it over her shoulder. Wagging a finger at him, she told him, "You shouldn't do that; those bright orange flowers are from Venus."

"So what?" Kunzite angrily replied. She brought a hand to her chest and another to her forehead in exaggerated disbelief. "Where have you been? This is a Universal Peace Garden. They should be all over the Universe, or at least this galaxy. I think… You don't know what those flowers are, do you?" Kunzite shook his head in bafflement of the question. "Listen closely, those are from the Planet of Love, and that's what they do to you, it's hard to explain, but I'll try. When you sniff them, they take you into a whole different world, because they are. It's like a drug, nothing harmful though. It sorta makes you feel all giddy and happy-go-lucky and you sometimes do things that you regret later."

Kunzite's mouth formed an 'O' in understanding. He looked over his shoulder in a bit of amazement at the thought of a flower doing that to a person. Still a bit out of it, he found Serena and himself standing in front of a door. She opened it to the dim interior of a disused janitorial closet. "What are we doing in here?" asked the still giddy general. "Questions later, and come on." She insistently pulled at his hand, dragging Kunzite through a door on the other side and down hallway after hallway. With a sharp turn, she opened a door and led him inside. "Hello, how are you feeling, Mrs. … Kunzite's Mom. (AN: Give me ideas for the generals' last names, cuz I got no clue. But don't it make her seem more innocent and childish?) Look who I've brought to see you!" The only thing Kunzite could think of at the moment was how childish this girl could be.

She pushed him up to his mother's bed alarmingly close to toppling him over if he didn't do as the hand at his back insisted. "Hello, Mother. How are you feeling?" Worry laced his voice, concern shining in his eyes. "Oh, posh, dear. How do you think? I'm cooped up in a room with a whole bunch of deadbeats! Come here and give your poor mother a hug!" Kunzite complaisantly leaned over as her warm arms came around and wrapped him in a bear hug, one that only a mother could give. "Oh, sweetie, I see you've got a friend. And who is this lovely young lady?" Kunzite stopped her before she could smother him with her excess of motherly love. "This is Serena, a nurse that works here. I met her at an arcade, and she brought me back here, just so I could meet my lovely mother." Serena stuck her hand out in greeting, which the lady grabbed, pulled and constricted into a bear hug. "Nice to meet you, dear. I'm glad to know Kunzite's making some friends, he's usually such a quiet boy."

"Um… Thanks." Serena managed after she was suddenly released.

She paused a second her eyes slanted to the side, "OOooOOoo! Someone's coming down the next hall! Quick, let's go! Bye!"

"Oh, bye, dear, don't get caught! Come visit me again sometime." Serena gently closed the door behind them and crept down a back hallway. Standing still for a second she peeked into the next hall, and sped Kunzite and herself out an exit into a side alley. "Whew! That was close." Serena looked up at the sky, "Oi, I guess it is really dark… What time is it?" Kunzite looked down at his watch, "It's a quarter past eight."

"K, so you wanna do something or what?"

"I'm going to go back to that arcade for some coffee, then I've got to call my father by nine. I will escort you back to your home, though." He held his arm out in a gentleman-like manner, and Serena laughingly swung her arm through. "Let us go, sir."

She still dragged him along though as she raced across the now busier main street, and then slowed to a walk at her apartment complex. "The park's a little past here, you should really take your mother there. It's quite beautiful. Over there." She nudged him toward the canopied red carpet and giggled as his eyes widened at the sight. "You live here?" Kunzite gasped out, "and you are a nurse?"

"My parents pay for it, silly!" She giggled once more at the incredulous idea of her low salary being able to pay for her current residence. "Do you wanna come inside?"

"No, sorry, I'll be late calling my father."

"K, but since tomorrow's Saturday, I'll take you to the movie's or something. All right? And you had better come!" She smiled at the doorman, asked for a pen and quickly jotted down the general's phone number on the backside of her hand, "So I won't forget!" Serena said, when Kunzite offered her a slip of paper. "And if you aren't there, I swear I'll hunt you down. Once someone's my friend there is no escape!" She gave an evil grim, but let out a giggle at her own silliness.

Serena waved good-bye as she watched Kunzite walking away, and felt a twinge in the pit of her stomach, like a premonition. Of what, she didn't know. All she could decide on was that this new friend of hers was someone important, that she would need him in the future. Her smile faltered, 'In the future, for what?' She shook her head, quickly letting the idea slip. He was her friend now, and she took care of her friends, and if anything happened she would always be there for any of them. She turned around, calling out good night to the doorman and desk clerk, making her way up to her floor.

Walking down the hall she paused at room 120, she didn't feel like opening up the door to her disaster zone. Instead, she walked further down the hall to room 122, the plaque on the door read Ami Mizuno. The 'A' and the 'M' ridiculously big, but it was a smart idea as she reached behind the 'M' to get out a spare key. The lights in the hall flickered, and she heard the hallway creak and groan. Serena really did believe in ghosts, and couldn't help but think the shadows in her doorway were moving because someone was behind the door, just waiting for her to come in. Her hand shook as she tried to put the key into the lock, but failed miserably.

Then, before her eyes, the handle to Ami's apartment opened, and she fell forward with a shriek. "AAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Serena tumbled to the ground, and found herself looking up at a startled Ami. "Ami?"

"Serena? What's wrong?"

"Hehehe, nothing?"

"I thought I had heard someone at the door. Why are you here so late? I stopped by your apartment earlier, but there wasn't anyone there."

"O, I was out with a friend at the hospital."

"K, do you want to eat anything?" The grin that Serena wore spread ear to ear, "Do you even have to ask?"

"Of course not," Ami replied smiling a bit, she tossed Serena a pair of pink pajamas with white bunnies on them; Ami herself had just put on some simple silk blue ones. Ami sat down on the sofa, flipping on the television, trusting Serena to do the usual, and ravage her fridge for all the edible food in existence. And sure enough Serena arrived with an armful of junk food, already tuned into the TV, and soon all of life's problems were put on hold as the two continued their ritual Friday night sleepover.

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