The other senshi woke to find Makoto already up and out-of-sorts, not making eye contact or speaking in anything other than monosyllables.

What they didn't know was that, every time she did meet their eyes, the image of them would return. Whenever Usagi glanced her way, she flinched, half-expecting to suddenly see Sailor Moon, wand raised, about to strike.

On the way to school, she kept ahead of Usagi and Ami, glad that her stride was so much longer. In her first period, she tried to convince herself that Nemesis was lying. After all, she was an enemy. Why would she tell the truth?

But there was the problem. It didn't matter what Nemesis said. The memories weren't false. Makoto remembered when things from the Silver Millennium had come back to her. There was no mistaking the visions she saw now for lies.

Because she didn't just see and hear things. She had felt the heat from Venus's chain burn her arm, had shivered as the cold from Mercury's fog had seeped into her bones, and had been unable to stand before Mars because of the pain in her body.

Her thoughts continued along the morbid train, replaying everything she had seen since the night before last. Had it really only been that short a time since this had all began?

"Ms. Kino, as it seems you have missed the introduction of our new student, would you be so kind as to show him around school today?" Makoto was jolted from her musing as her teacher gestured to the boy standing in front of the class. Her stomach twisted as she saw his eyes. Violet. It was that boy from the arcade.

Who, now that she thought about it, had the same eye and hair color as the senshi in her dreams. That bit of information, however, was rendered minor as the feelings she had felt the first time they had run into each other resurfaced.

She could barely nod as fear flooded her body, nearly paralyzing her. The guilt was there too, but not as strong or as nauseating. Makoto wanted to be far, far away from him.

However, she was forced to sit still as the teacher directed him to the empty seat behind her. Sweating nervously, she tried to calmly ignore his presence, praying for the bell.

Because, as bad as it would be showing him around, it was infinitely worse to have him as her back.

Hiroki couldn't believe his streak of bad luck. He had stepped into his new classroom to find her—and as he did so, the familiar hate and rage rushed back. It was all he could do not to throttle her when the obviously blind teacher placed him behind her, and told her to guide him around school for the rest of the day.

Try as he might to listen to the droning teacher, it was impossible. For one, it was mind-numbingly boring, and for two, the girl was distracting. She was also taller than him, which made it hard to see around her. It also appeared that he had been right at the arcade. She fidgeted the entire period, as if unable to get comfortable, and he saw a bead of sweat run down the back of her neck.

There was no mistaking the fact that she knew something was wrong as well.

As the bell rang, Makoto hurriedly gathered her stuff and turned to find him waiting, having gotten his own beg together. As calmly as possible, she introduced herself.

"I'm Kino Makoto. Since I missed your introduction…" she let it trail off. He responded, as uncomfortable and jerky as she was.

"Hiroki. Harada Hiroki." They both left it at that as they filed out of the room, and Makoto sighed. It was going to be a long day.

Hiroki decided that, not only was it disturbing to hate someone he barely knew, it was equally so when she looked like she could flatten him without breaking a sweat, but she was nervous and breathing shakily just being around him.

Of course, she could be like that with everyone, but the boy next to him in second period had seemed to think Makoto was coming down with something serious if she was behaving so meekly.

Obviously being polite rather than wanting him to stay with her, she invited him to sit at her table just as a blonde girl with two buns in her hair showed up. He was about to say no, he could find his own table, when he heard a laughing voice behind him.

"Soldier Hera! What a pleasant surprise! And here I was coming to ask Jupiter where you might be!"

Turning he saw a girl with long blonde hair with a ribbon tied nearly at the end of it, and dark blue eyes. She wore the strangest uniform he had ever seen—in fact, it looked exactly like—

A senshi fuku.

He was in trouble now. Why did he have to move to Tokyo?

Sailor Ganymede couldn't believe her luck. She had assumed it would take her another month, to find the second Soldier, and here he was, only the day after! Her lord would be so pleased with her!

"Blinding Adoration!" she attacked suddenly, carefully missing Hera and aiming for Sailor Moon, who, just to add more luck to the whole, was not transformed. Despite her master's grudge against Jupiter, Moon was stronger and thus to be gotten rid of first.

Then Jupiter leaped in the way. Even as a civilian, her frame could take a satellite senshi's attack. Drat. Her frustration had a solution, though. Soon, her master would have all of the Silver Senshi and their crystal in his pocket, and then he would grant her powers of a planetary senshi.

Or even those of the one satellite not bound by those rules: Sailor Moon.

Her daydream abruptly ended when a lightning attack came at her. She yelped as it hit her, but remained standing.

All of the students had fled the courtyard at Ganymede's attack. In her moment of distraction, Jupiter and Moon had transformed.

And without Nemesis, I don't stand a chance, she thought as Jupiter and Moon faced her, ready for the second round.

"Soldier Hera, do you really want to stay with them? If you come with me, you'll see that we are not the villains here. Do you want to meet your sister, Hera? Come with me…" Ganymede laced her voice with her powers. She didn't have Venus's abilities with emotional love nor Aphrodite's control of the physical, but what good was being the senshi of adoration when you couldn't charm a boy who didn't know his powers yet?

"Quit mesmerizing him! In the name of the moon I shall-" Ganymede cut Moon off with a laugh.

"Punish me? Purify me? I see a problem with that, Sailor Moon. There is no darkness in me. I'm under no spell. As I told Hera, we are not the villains here. And even you may be forgiven, Moon, but Jupiter may not." There. It was impossible to fetch Soldier Hera at this point, but Ganymede had given them a scare and some definite food for thought. Snapping her fingers, she reappeared outside the black palace, savoring the looks on their faces,and nodded to the gate-girl. Conversationally, she told her,

"Your brother should be by to see you any day now."

Juno did not reply.

AN: Still annoyingly short. But the plot thickens! And remember to review!