Disclaimer: As usual, I disavow any rights to the characters from Pretty Guardian SailorMoon. They all belong to Takeuchi Naoko and Bandai.

The following story is based on the Live Action version of SailorMoon (PGSM). I hope you enjoy it!

Once again, two reviews. Hurray! Greetings to aserene and Serenathy. (smile) I'm glad you're liking it so far. How long have Usagi and Mamoru been married? I think I will leave that up to the next chapter for an answer. In the meantime, I hope you all enjoy this chapter. We have a couple of cameos today! (grin) (Kali, if you're reading this, this is the main chapter I am not sure of...) I shifted about half of the next chapter to this one, so this one is a bit longer and the next one is a bit shorter. Enjoy, minna! - Raya

Pretty Guardian SailorMoon R - Prelude

Full Moon

Luna looked at her mistress with a worried expression as Usagi carried her through the streets of Tokyo. High in the sky, the full moon shone with a soft white light. Usagi struggled with a yawn, but it finally slipped out on her as she came to a stop in front of a florist shop. She hunched her shoulders to her ears and then down again in lieu of a full stretch, and then pasted a bright smile on her face and opened the door.

Little bells jingled cheerfully as she walked in, and her smile became real as the scent of fresh flowers wafted towards her. Her eyes widened when she saw the number of people in the store.

"Welcome!" she heard Makoto call from somewhere in the back. "I'll be right with you!" She smiled as she walked to the counter and put her purse and Luna behind it. With a nod of her head, she turned to a beautiful young woman who was standing beside a display of white roses.

"Can I help you?" Usagi asked. The young woman turned, her light, aqua colored sundress swirling around her legs and her dark brown wavy hair swaying around her shoulders. Usagi gasped as she saw that the sundress matched her eyes perfectly. The older Eurasian woman smiled at her and nodded gracefully. "Such beautiful flowers you have in here. I was wondering if you have any aqua or blue roses?"

"Ummm..." Usagi thought through all of the inventory she had seen in previous visits. "I believe we do sometimes... I'll have to ask Mako-chan or the manager," she said with an embarrassed look.

"I believe we have a few in the back," she heard Makoto say from behind her. With a smile, Usagi spun to look at her friend. "They are a special order item, though, so they are probably reserved for someone."

"Oh," the woman breathed with a sigh of disappointment. She looked at Usagi and smiled. "Then, I guess I'll just take a bouquet of white roses," she said. As Usagi started to respond, the bells above the door jingled again.

"Oy, Michiru! You still in here?" an impatient voice called. The three women turned to look at the tall, thin, young man that walked in. His short, wheat blond hair was as startling to Usagi and Makoto as the woman's aqua colored eyes. He looked around, apparently searching for someone.

"Over here, Haruka," the woman called with a smile. "I'm almost done."

The man walked gracefully and quickly over to them. Usagi blinked in surprise as she realized that it wasn't a man, but a woman. Her slim figure, clad in brown pants and a golden shirt, and low voice had been deceptive.

"Hurry up," Haruka said a little impatiently as she looked at an expensive looking watch on her wrist. "Your rehearsal starts in less than an hour, and it will take us about that long to get there."

"I'll get your bouquet right away," Makoto said as she turned quickly to the spray of flowers. "Would you like one dozen?"

"Two, please," Michiru answered, "in a crystal vase if you have one."

"Can you deliver them?" Haruka asked as she looked at her watch again with a frown. Michiru gave her a puzzled look.

"Of course," Usagi said. Makoto looked at her in surprise. "Where should we bring them to?"

"Sunshine Recital Hall?" Michiru asked with a smile as she turned back and opened her purse.

"Ummm..." Makoto said as she looked between Usagi and Michiru.

"Say about 6:00?" Michiru asked as she held out enough money to cover three dozen roses.

"Sure," Usagi replied as she accepted the money and gave it to Makoto. "Good luck with your rehearsal!" Michiru smiled and nodded as she allowed Haruka to usher her quickly out the door.

"Usagi, we don't deliver," Makoto told her friend as she stared at the money in her hand.

"Eh? You don't?" her friend cried in genuine surprise. "Oh. Oh no." As she started to move towards the door, Makoto caught her arm. "Mako-chan?"

Makoto began to chuckle as she shook her head. "It's too late now, Usagi. I guess we'll have to take them over ourselves later."

"Really?" her friend asked. "It's all right?" Makoto nodded with a soft sound of agreement, and Usagi relaxed. "Sorry, Mako-chan. I'll remember from now on." As Makoto nodded again with a smile, they heard several people calling for assistance. Quickly, they split up and began to serve their remaining customers.

Several hours later, they sat with Luna in the back room. "Thanks, Usagi," Makoto said as she pushed herself up from the table. "You were a big help. Would you like something to drink?"

Usagi nodded as she stretched. "Yes, thanks. Tea, if you have it. Or melon soda. Where is your manager?"

"She had to run out to take care of a family emergency," her tall friend replied as she walked over to a small stove and turned on water for tea. "The store wasn't all that busy when she left, but they really piled in just before you showed up." She stopped and blinked. "Why are you here?" she asked in a suddenly curious voice. She turned to look at Usagi, and then started in surprise when she saw her friend had collapsed onto the table. "Usagi!" she exclaimed as she rushed to her friend's side.

"She's all right," Luna reassured her. "She's just tired. She hasn't been sleeping well, and you guys have been working really hard for several hours." Makoto looked at Luna uncertainly, and then gently brushed Usagi's bangs to the side. A gentle smile grew on her face as she saw how peaceful her best friend looked, even in her uncomfortable position.

As she stood back up, she spotted a note pinned to the board beside the table. Curiously, she looked at it, recognizing her manager's handwriting. Her eyes widened as she realized that she would shortly have two deliveries to make to the Sunshine Recital Hall.

'Mama...' the invisible little girl sobbed. 'Ma... ma...'

Usagi raced through the building looking desperately for the little girl. Not caring about noise or appearance, she threw doors open and raced around the rooms. Her expression was extremely concerned as she felt the clock ticking. She had to find the girl, and fast.

Makoto turned away from the bouquet she was creating, and ran quickly to the stove to pull the steaming kettle off before its whistle could wake Usagi. With quick but unhurried movements, she rinsed out the hot water dispenser and filled it. As she turned to put it on the table next to the tea leaves, she started.

"Luna!" she called softly in shock, her wide eyes staring at the crescent moon burning brightly on her friend's face. The purple plush cat just stared in shock as light from the sigil began to fill the room.

'Mama...' the little girl wailed from somewhere close by.

"Where are you?" Usagi heard herself call in response. She looked out of a window, and gasped in shock as she raised her hands to her mouth and backed away. She spun in fear as she felt a blast of energy from close by.

'Ma... ma... Ma-ma!'

"Small...!" Usagi cried as she jerked awake and threw out a hand. Her eyes widened in shock as she realized that she knocked something over, and instinctively she dove out of her chair to catch it. With a sigh, she sank to the floor holding the rescued tea cup.

"Usagi!" Makoto cried as she raced around the table.

"It's okay," her friend said reassuringly as she looked up. "I caught it."

Makoto wordlessly brushed the subject of the cup aside as she knelt by Usagi, placed a hand on her shoulder, and looked searchingly into her face. "Are you all right?" she asked anxiously.

Surprised and a little embarrassed, Usagi nodded and climbed back into her chair. She rubbed her head as she looked surreptitiously around the room.

"Usagi," Makoto said as she slowly took the cup away from her friend. "What's going on?"

Usagi shrugged with a little laugh. "Oh, it's just this strange dream I keep having," she said as she watched her friend add tea leaves and hot water to the cups.

Makoto gave her a serious look as she moved one cup in front of Usagi and another in front of Luna. "What kind of dream? What is 'small'?"

"Eh? 'Small'? What's that?" Usagi asked with a puzzled look.

"It's what you cried out when you woke up," Makoto replied as she sat down, her eyes still glued to Usagi's face. "What does it mean?"

Usagi shook her head with a confused expression. "I don't know..." She stared into her tea a moment, and then looked up at Makoto who was waiting patiently. "I've been having this... nightmare," she said as she slowly took a sip of the tea. "There's a little girl. She's crying and crying and crying. She keeps calling for her mother. I look all through this building, but I can't find her or anyone else. But I have to," she said. "Something really bad is going to happen if I don't!"

Makoto nodded and looked down to her tea cup as she raised it to her lips for a sip. "Have you told Rei about this?" she asked as she looked over at her friend.

Usagi shook her head. "She's still in Kyoto," she replied. "And, it's just a dream."

"No," Luna said as she slowly walked across the table. "No, it can't be just a dream. Usagi-chan..."

"Call Rei tomorrow and tell her," Makoto said quickly, interrupting Luna. "Luna's right, if it is a recurring nightmare, it may be more important than you think." She gave Luna a significant look when Usagi wasn't looking.

"You think?" Usagi asked sounding a little relieved. She saw Makoto and Luna nod, and then smiled. "Okay, I'll call her tomorrow."

"For now, we'd better hurry," Makoto said as she looked at the clock and quickly stood up. "We have to close up shop and deliver these flowers."

A little more than an hour later, the two girls rushed, panting, into the Sunshine City Prince Hotel carrying two large, heavy bouquets. Somehow, the flower arrangements had managed to survive the train, buses, and rapid jogging. It took them another 15 minutes to find the stage entrance to the recital hall, but there they met their biggest challenge.

"Excuse me," Makoto said breathlessly. "Delivery from Takeuchi Floral."

The security guard smiled politely. "Certainly, miss. Which room should I have them delivered to?" he asked as he reached out to take the blue and gold bouquet out of her hands.

She tightened her grip and moved it back a little. "I'm not sure," she replied hesitantly. "But I would like to deliver them in person, please."

The guard shook his head, and began to frown suspiciously. "Sorry, no one is allowed beyond this point without a permit," he told them politely as he reached for the bouquet again. "If you will tell me who they are for, I'll see that they are delivered."

"They are for Michiru-san," Usagi said as she watched Makoto draw back again with a glare. She turned her chocolate eyes to the security guard. "And, well, we have something else to give her as well…"

The three of them jumped in surprise when a low alto voice joined the conversation. "Really? And what would that be?" Haruka stood in the doorway, obviously coming out for some reason. She smiled at the girls, and nodded to the security guard.

"Ah! Ha... Haruka-san, wasn't it?" Usagi asked looking a little flustered. Haruka's grey eyes twinkled as she nodded.

Makoto shifted the bouquet she was carrying onto her hip and rummaged around in her pants pocket. With a satisfied sound, she drew out a white envelope. "Your friend overpaid for the bouquet," she said as she held the envelope out to the tall blond. "Here is the change."

Haruka quirked a light eyebrow, and then chuckled as she shook her head. "Keep it," she said as she waved a graceful hand in the air. "Call it a delivery fee."

"Oh, no," Makoto insisted politely as she tried to give her the envelope. "We were coming to deliver this bouquet anyway."

"Hmm. Is that my bouquet?" she asked flirtatiously.

Makoto flushed a little in surprise. "Um, it's for a Ten'oh-san," she said as she stared at Haruka. Suddenly, she started. "Wait. You can't be…"

"Haruka Ten'oh, at your service," the blond said with a smile and a bow.

"No way! THE Haruka Ten'oh? The three time Grand Prix champion? Two time winner of the Tour de France? The best driver in the world of anything with wheels?"

Haruka chuckled. "Well, there are some that would argue that, but not me. Yes, that Haruka Ten'oh."

"Wow…" Makoto sighed as she surrendered the bouquet of blue and gold roses to Haruka. "I don't believe it…"

"You follow foreign racing?" the blond asked curiously as she accepted the bouquet.

Usagi began to smile as she watched Makoto nod vigorously and wordlessly. "Mako-chan likes all kinds of sports," she said as she held the white rose bouquet out for Haruka to take. "Basketball is her favorite, but she's really been getting into racing lately."

Haruka chuckled again. "That's good. More girls should be interested in it," she said with a wink at each of them. "Do you happen to like instrumental music, too?"

"Instrumental music?" Usagi asked in surprise. "Well, my husband likes it…"

Haruka blinked in surprise. "You're married?" She shook her head. "Sorry, didn't mean to be rude. You just look a bit young for that." Usagi laughed as Makoto grinned. "Well…" They watched curiously as Haruka shifted the bouquets and tried to find a way to reach in to her pocket. Finally, Usagi took the white rose bouquet back. "Ah, thanks. Here you go," Haruka said with a smile as she held out four tickets to Usagi.

Usagi looked at them in surprise as she handed the bouquet back to the older woman. "What are these for?" she asked curiously.

"Michiru wanted me to give those to you. They're for her concert tomorrow night. Two for you, and two for your race loving friend over there," Haruka said as she winked at Makoto. "Hope you enjoy them. I'd better get back in there," she said as she turned around. The security guard rushed to open the door for her. "See ya later!"

The two girls watched, speechless, as the door closed behind the racer. Then, they turned wide eyes to the tickets in Usagi's hand.