There was a pounding at the door. And then came the yelling.

"IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS DOOR I'LL BREAK THE DAMN THING DOWN!"

More pounding.

"WHERE GONNA BE LAT-"

*swing, swoosh, slam, grab and running*

7: 49:03 am- The door swings open
7:49:09 am- Girl runs past other girl previously pounding on door.
7:49:13 am- Girls runs back and slams door shut.
7:49:15 am- Girls grabs other girls arm and runs down the street.

8:00:01 am
Two girls burst in the class room door. One had pastel pink hair and red eyes and the other with deep purple hair and Violet eyes. Both were breathing heavily.


"Chiba, Tomoe, your late. And I'll be seeing you after school." Both girls sighed and went to their seats. The pink haired girls pulled out a piece of paper and wrote a note to the Violet eyed girl in front of her.

Hotaru-chan,
Thanks for last night.
You're the best friend a girl could wish for.
But you know what, I think my mom's right.
Miss.H needs a husband, that way she won't get on our case
.-ChibiUsa

Waiting for Miss. H to turn her back to the board, ChibiUsa causally slid the note off her desk. So that it landed next to Hotaru's foot. Hotaru picked it up and read it quickly. Again waiting for the teacher to go back to the board she slipped the note to ChibiUsa.

WOW you openly admitting your mom's right.
I didn't know hell was freezing over.
But then again, Parry still has yet to pay his heating bill.

About last night are you sure you're ok?
If you want I could stay over till your parents get back.
Let's talk at lunch Miss.H is getting suspicious.
-Hotaru

~`*'~ Lunch ~'*`~

Lunch came around and the two girls meet by the Sukura tree, tucked away towards the back of the school. Oddly enough that's where ChibiUsa's mom and her friends use to eat lunch.

"BOB! I swear she's out to get me."

"Usa-chan you sound just like you mom!"

"HORATU THAT'S MEAN" Hotaru just laughed quietly to herself. Though ChibiUsa would not admit it, but she did look up to her mother a great deal.

"So when do Usagi-neechan and Mamoru-kun get back?" Hotaru questioned. ChibiUsa put her mind at work.

"The day after tomorrow." She replied.

"Well I could come over and stay with you till they get back" Hotaru blushed at her own thoughts.

"Usa-chan" Hotaru's tone suddenly turned serious.

"Are you ok, last-night you sounded really sad. I don't like it when you're sad……besides I'm supposed to be the depressed one not you." They both smiled at that.

"Yeah I'm fine" She answered and leaned in to Hotaru's shoulder smiling when she blushed.

"HOTARU! USAGI-CHAN" Yelled to girls as they came running up. The two smiled.

"Hey Mirei" ChibiUsa greeted a girl there age, maker her 15 that has dark red hair and light blue eyes.

"HEY WHAT AM I CHOOPED LIVER" all 3 made a face at the comment.

"Hello Hisaraki" the three said to a girl a year younger then them, she had light auburn hair and dark blue eyes. The four sat down and talked about every thing and nothing at all. They were best of friends; they had been ever since they were little.

ChibiUsa look at her friends and smiled softly, for you I'd do anything she thought to her self I'm sorry for what I almost did, I promise I won't do it again. For you three are worth living for…. Thank you my friends. Her gaze stopped at Horatu.

Mirei and Hisaraki look to their two best friends currently staring deeply in to each other's eyes.

"Told ya they're in love" Mirei whispered to Hisaraki.

"I never said they weren't……..Should we tell them?" she whispered back. They looked to ChibiUsa and Hotaru who were now staring at the ground and doing a very good impersonation of rip tomatoes. Looking to one another, Mirei and Hisaraki shook their heads 'no'.

"Let's let them figure it out"

"Figure what out Hisa-chan?" ChibiUsa asked and all she got back was a smile yeah know the one "I-know-something-you-don't-and-I-think-it's-pretty-damn-funny-smile".

End ending one of eight. I own nothing save the plot, Mirei, Hisaraki and Parry is Mizu's. Dose any one how to make the paragraphs indent….IT WONT WORK FOR ME *pouts* stupid paragraphs.