A/N: Hope you like it. Sorry for Endymion being such a bastard last chapter. He's gonna get better.

Usagi stood alone on her balcony. She was wearing a long-sleeved nightgown that shimmered with the light reflected off of Earth. A light breeze blew, and she shivered a little bit because her nightgown was not very thick. Oh, Earth. Where I met my friends. A picture came up in her mind's eye of her and her inner Senshi in the Crown Arcade as Andrew came over with their drink orders. Usagi wrenched herself out of her imagination and turned around with her back and elbows resting on the balcony railing. I can't think of them. I just can't. After everything that's happened, all the time away, we can't be friends anymore.

After all, you were only friends because you were Senshi. You never would have met them if you weren't.

That's right, Usagi agreed. And I don't even know if I am Sailor Moon anymore. I'm nothing important anymore, for the fast three years, all anyone's ever called me is Jessica Webber. Then she groaned and put her head in her hands and ran to her bed, crying.

Mamoru couldn't fall asleep. He was wearing his tuxedo still, because of the freezing weather of the moon. And the flimsy sheets he currently laid in weren't helping in the least. Every time he closed his eyes, the same image appeared in his mind. Usagi, glaring at him. The hate in her eyes was unbearable. She doesn't love me anymore. The thought seemed so utterly depressing. She was the one thing in his life that he had always counted on.

Then why did you break her heart?>

But I didn't mean to! Mamoru ran his hands through his hair and pulled out of frustration. Then he sat up and looked at his balcony. He saw the image perfectly. Eternal Sailor Moon was standing there, in all of her glory. She was so incredibly beautiful. Next to her, he saw Tuxedo Mask. They had always looked slightly odd, him being a head taller than her. He traced her jaw with a gloved finger and she giggles at him. Then he tilted her chin and leaned in and kissed her.

Mamoru pounded the sides of his head and cursed at himself. Then he lay back down and tried to fall asleep again.

Serena sat comfortably on the familiar couch. She had a huge bowl of popcorn next to her and a blanket half wrapped around her. She had tears streaming down her face. The television screen in front of her was the cause. It was showing the latest "chick-flick". It was only three minutes in, and she was crying. "Bring two boxes, sweetie!" she called in the direction of the kitchen.

"Okay," came the deep, familiar voice.

"Ooh, and a soda!"

"Okay…" it said, with his jaw clenched.

"And some salt for the popcorn!"

"Do you want to do this?" Darien asked, poking his head out from the kitchen. He wasn't wearing a shirt and gave Serena a great view of his muscles. He looked irritated, though.

"I wouldn't dream of it. Besides, I like the view of your butt when you reach up for the salt," she said seductively with a wink. He laughed and went back into the kitchen. She leaned over to see him and he wiggled his butt. She giggled and got comfortable again. He soon joined her, carrying two boxes of tissues, two sodas, and salt for the popcorn. "Thanks," she said, adding a peck on his cheek. Then she set her soda down on the coffee table.

"Coaster," he reminded her tiredly.

She groaned and then got a coaster. She snuggled up close to him, and he wrapped the blanket around them both. She had her head on his chest, and he was slightly propped up, his hand stroking her hair. "You know, most guys wouldn't care if there were water rings on their coffee tables, Dare-bear."

"You know, most guys don't end up saving their girlfriend's lives almost every night," he quipped.

"It is not almost every night!" she replied, and he looked down at her. "We've had peace for the last few weeks. Since Galax—" she couldn't make herself finish the sentence, so he did it for her.

"Since Galaxia killed us all and you saved the world, yet again, I might add," he softly rubbed their noses together. She smiled warmly at him.

"It comes with the fuku."

They laid there together for what seemed like hours. But was only one hour and fifty-three minutes. Darien was continuously handing Serena bunches of tissues and she was handing them back to him, used. This process continues to the last scene of the movie, where Lana promised to save herself until she saw Stephan again. Darien rolled his eyes mentally, but looked compassionately at the screen for Serena's sake. She finished off the last of the boxes with that scene.

"That was one of the saddest movies I've ever seen!" Serena commented once it was over. Her and Darien were thoroughly cleaning up the area; all the tissues and popcorn were a nightmare for Darien.

"Last time we take Amara's advice for feel-good movie of the year," Darien laughed, putting the soda cans in the recycling basket.

"But-but Lana and Stephan belong together!" Serena whined.

Darien smiled. "Reminds you of someone doesn't it?" Serena looked confused. "A Moon goddess and a prince from Earth. They found love and were torn apart. And in the end, Serena, they found each other. If two people belong together, they will always find each other. We will always find each other."

Serena looked on the verge of tears again. She ran to Darien and wrapped her arms around his midsection. "That was soo sweet, Darien!" she hugged him tighter. "Wait till the girls hear about what a great guy I gots!" she smiled and ran over to the couch.

"Why don't we keep that little speech to ourselves, eh Sere?" Darien asked hopefully. She shook her head vehemently. He chased her around his apartment. Finally, she lost him. HE looked everywhere, and then looked in his bedroom. He looked around but saw no sign of her. Then she pushed him down on the bed and straddled him. She fiercely kissed him and only stopped to come up for breath. "And that was for…" Darien questioned.

"A small interlude to our conversation," she said a matter-of-factly.

Darien got a little scared. "O-o-ur conversation?"

"Yes. Now, I have to ask you a question, ok?" She waited for his approval. HE nodded his head in response. "Are you a virgin?"

Usagi sat straight up in her bed. Oh, no. Not that dream again! She recognized the dream, and it wasn't so much a dream as a memory. It was the night before she left. She did her best to control her breathing. She hesitantly lay back down; she definitely didn't want to continue the dream. But, as fate would have it…

"Um..uh, I, er, uh," Darien stammered. What was he supposed to do? Tell her the truth and break her heart or lie and make her happy?

"Please, Darien, just tell me the truth," she pleaded with him.

"Well, Serena..um, not really." He flinched waiting for her reaction. She didn't make any sound. He finally looked up at her, she looked sad and disappointed. Of course she does, idiot! "Are you okay with that?" he asked haltingly.

"What, oh yeah, sure," Serena said like she was in a daze. Then she rolled herself over to sit next to Darien instead of on top of him. He lifted his head on his hand to see her better. "Did you love her?" she asked with a timid voice.

Why is she asking hard questions all of the sudden! Then he remembered an interesting piece of information. She had turned eighteen about a month ago. "Not really, Sere." Serena's face fell further at his answer. Obviously not what she wanted. Then she got up to leave. HE grabbed her wrist. "Hear me out, Serena." She nodded her head and sat down on the edge of the bed, away from him. "I was a teenage boy, hormones raging. And I had suddenly decided to be angry with my parents for leaving me in foster homes for my life. So, I did things I knew they would hate. It was a really bad part of my life. And I stayed that way until I met Andrew, and he helped keep me in check."

Serena's mind processed this information. Darien was not a virgin, and he didn't love the person he lost his virginity to. Dammit. "I understand, I guess."

"She was the only one." He saw the question lingering in her eyes and answered it for her. She smiled again with this information.

Then she said something he did not expect. "Not for long."

(Psst…if you wish, enter lemon here)

Mamoru forced himself from the fantasy world of his dreams. He got up and began to walk around the room. His mind was racing. One of his thoughts was if a cold shower would wake anybody up. It would certainly solve his problem, though. Well, not really his problem, just his current situation. His thoughts once again wandered to the dream, it was the last night he was with or saw Serena for three years. The Scouts blamed him, and they were right to. HE drove her away. Not purposely, of course, but it was still his fault. He was trying to help her though.

I love her. That particular thought had been lost to him for the past few years. But it was still true. She has to still love me to, right?

Right, the whole hitting you when she saw you was a sign of love.

That's true. He became depressed until another thought came to him. Unless, she was just angry with me and is trying to deny the fact that she loves me still! "Yes," he shouted out loud with conviction. Then, he began to formulate his plan.

A woman sat in a lavishly decorated room. The colors were mostly dark. Some violets, reds, and black. She was on a large, and fluffy black pillow in the center of the room. Her hair was dark black with highlights of purple. She was wearing a simple gown. It was black and came down to her ankles when she sat up straight. In front of her an orb was floating it had just shown Mamoru, but then it fogged up. There was a cat next to her, but not a black cat, as one would expect. It was a tabby cat. Currently, she was cradling it in her arms. "Bandit..." she cooed, "I will have to work harder with these two. The princess gets it, but that blasted prince is being a right bastard about it." She began to quiver with anger. "Fine, I'll just have to help them out a little more," she said with a wicked smile.

Mwahaha. 'Nother villain. Modeled after someone I know. Oh yeah, I forgot. She is beautiful. She'll be helping me with her character. Anyway, lemme know how this chapter was. I don't know how good I am at writing romantic scenes. Thanks.