Sorry for the wait! Thanks to all of my wonderful reviewers! Please email me or review – or BOTH! Can't wait to read the feedback! –Lara1786

DISCLAIMER
I do not, nor have I ever, nor ever will own Sailor Moon, unfortunately. I've tried asking, but they just won't budge! mumbles Jerks. Anyways, don't sue or anything, I only own some of the characters that reside from my own imagination! Continue onward my faithful readers and read to your little hearts' content!

Usagi didn't think about what she was saying, but merely let the words flow directly from her heart to Mamoru. "You are amazing, Mamoru." She saw his eyes widen at her words, but she continued on. "I knew that you had accomplished so much already with school and such, but you truly are an amazing person. You have overcome so many obstacles in your life and yet you are the incredibly handsome, generous, caring, funny, friendly, special man that you are today. I have more respect for you than I have ever had for anyone before. Not because of what you went through, but because of how strong you are. To have held all of that in for so long - I would not have been able to handle that. Yes, you truly are amazing." She ended with a smile and a gentle caress of her lips upon his cheek.

Mamoru's sudden response to her caress surprised her and she was only allowed a startled gasp before...

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...she felt his warm lips capture hers.

Mamoru was kissing her - HER! Tsukino Usagi! Not able to believe that what was happening was real, she didn't respond. But then she could feel his strong arms grasp tighter to her body, pulling her ever closer to his welcoming heat. Immediately, her arms wrapped around his neck as she succumbed to the sweet kiss.

His tepid lips carefully moved over and against hers, gently, so as not to surprise her with too much too fast.

'My Goddess,' she thought 'he sure can kiss.' Though she wasn't exactly sure how accurate this thought was, considering the fact that she had never been kissed before. 'Who cares, if all kisses are like this then I've definitely been missing out!' Her thoughts were soon pulled under by the wave of passion that consumed her entire being not a moment later.

A warm shiver ran up his spine at the contact and Mamoru immediately felt a wave of deja vu sweep through his body, but only chose to deepen the kiss, pushing the feeling aside for later examination. He began to kiss her with fervor, literally taking both of their breath away. He could feel her little hands running through the hair at the nape of his neck. Goosebumps of an exquisite nature ran along his heated skin, making him lose whatever control he had on himself before.

Sensations like no other she had ever felt before were hurtling through her body, pulsing through her legs and arms, her abdomen, and settling in her rapidly beating heart. But almost as soon as the wonderful tingling sensations swept through her mind and body, a peculiar sensation in the back of her mind began.

One of distress and pain. Dread, alarm, panic...screams of anguish.

Usagi suddenly felt horrible pain throughout her entire body. 'What is happening to me?' she cried out in her mind. The only reply was the feeling of falling and an abrupt halt. Blinking tears from her eyes, Usagi looked up to find Mamoru's face full of concern and worry.

"Help me." The words were not hers as they flowed from her lips, but from those who were in terrible suffering. Those whose pain she was feeling, for she knew that the pain was not hers, merely that of others. But who are these people whose pain she is feeling?

She could see Mamoru's lips moving; he was speaking to her, but she could not hear his deep voice. The only sound penetrating her mind was the screaming, 'Oh, Goddess stop the screaming!'

'I must save them; I must free them from their pain.' She thought, disoriented. She knew not where the thought emerged from, but she knew that as the only one powerful enough to protect these people - her people - she would have to be the one to save their lives. The only one who could save them from their pain.

Mamoru was scared; he had been holding Usagi in his arms and had finally done something that he had been longing to do since he had seen her running amongst the waves early that morning. He had kissed her. It had not lasted long though, for almost as soon as they began to relax into the kiss, Usagi's back stiffened like a board and she stopped kissing him. Then her body began to twitch, as if in pain. He had immediately pulled away to see what was the matter, only to find her eyes glazed over, and not in a pleasant way. It was as if she was in agony. Her face was scrunched up and tears were pooling in her wide eyes, some escaping and washing over her now pale cheeks. As he stood there with her body rigid in his arms' embrace, he was confused and frightened.

What was happening to her?

And then her lips moved, 'Help me,' she had whispered. But he could not. How could he when he knew not what plagued her small body?

Far away in Tokyo, miles from Usagi and Mamoru, four girls were having a small meeting - a scout meeting to be exact. The four beautiful girls lay collapsed on the floor, their minds full of flashes of pain and suffering, though none of them could feel it themselves. They knew that this was not their pain, but as if they were remembering; as if it was only the memory of the horrendous pain.

Flashes of a girl – a woman – and a man, they were fighting. And death, blood and the stench of scorched corpses swamped the air, suffocating the warriors – for that was what they were. And they were helpless. All knew that it was hopeless. What was hopeless, they did not know. At once, all four girls saw the woman in white scream out as the man was killed by a blast of power from somewhere above. The beautiful woman crumpled and not a moment later, before they could register what was occurring, a sword was plunged through her chest. Pain and loss erupted within their chests and they could not breathe. It was over. Whatever it was, there was no longer any hope. The scream of someone's heart pierced their minds and ears and then all they knew was blackness.

A man, there was a man in front of her. He was – in armor? She loved him. She didn't know who he was but her heart throbbed lovingly and wonderfully at the mere sight of him. Bright, painful light pulsed around her and then she looked down and the man's body was lying still on the ground. A tormented scream ripped from her throat and she lunged forward towards his burning body.

God, spears of red hot were piercing her body, fire was scorching her skin. She screamed, she could feel metal slice through her flesh, breaking bone and ripping through muscle as it drove into her chest. And then...it was gone. The pain, the fear, the anguish was suddenly no more. Usagi panted against the solid figure that held her upright. Her body wracked with shivers and tremors. Hot sweat was running down her face, she could feel it trickling down her back and stomach.

Slowly, she opened her eyes, seeing only black. Tilting her neck back to lift her face from the encompassing warmth, a familiar face swam before her eyes. "Endymion?"

Her cracked lips lifted in a slight smile and then...she collapsed in his arms.

Just before she had lost the fight against the darkness pressing against her, she heard a little voice speak to her.

"Remember," was all that it had whispered to her.

Confusion swamped her body and clouded her mind. What had that meant? What had happened to her? Whose pain had she so strongly felt? Why had it started when Mamoru had finally kissed her?

She sighed and forced herself not to think of the kiss. That was not what was important right now. Right now, she needed to find out what the hell was going on with her.

"You're up." The deep voice caused her to swing her head around. She groaned in pain as he head throbbed ruthlessly. Trying to ease the sudden dizziness and pain, she raised a hand to her brow and rubbed slightly.

"You okay?" Mamoru's voice rang strong throughout the room and Usagi found herself making a 'shushing' noise.

"Not so loud, I have a killer headache." The words, when they finally left her mouth, were slothful and slurred.

At hearing his deep and familiar chuckle, Usagi lifted her eyes to gaze over at him. The two just stared at one another for a long time, neither really knowing what to do or say.

All the memories and feelings were rushing back to her now that she was conscious and she was feeling overwhelmed and frightened. Tears of frustration and sadness filled her blue orbs even as they continued to stare at one another.

Finally, Usagi found her voice and, blinking back the stinging tears, asked, "What happened to me?"

So, what did you guys think? I know I said I would update sooner, but I decided that I was going to take this story in a bit of a different direction! How'd you like it? Compliments, comments, and constructive criticism are welcome! Please tell me what you think! –Lara1786