AN: Hello everyone, I want to start off by saying thank you to those of you who reviewed my story. You make me so happy! I also want to thank Moon Daisuke for beta reading my work and helping my break this up. It was way too long for a one chapter upload. I'll load the other chapters at about one a day until I catch up with myself. I still don't own Sailormoon and I've finally decided I don't want to…too much power. Enough idle chit chat, on to chapter 3.

Ami sat in the library studying her 10 German words a day when a tall shadow crept up behind her.

"Danke, I know that one. It means thank you," Taiki said.

"Oi, Taiki-san, nice to see you. Are you studying here too?"

"No actually I was looking for someone."

"Really, who?"

"You," he replied. "I wanted to know if you would like to go to the art exhibition with me today."

"You got tickets to the exhibition? It was sold out weeks before it even got here. How did you manage that?"

"There are perks to being a pop idol you know, even a retired one. So do you wanna go?"

Yeah, that would be great. Danke!"

The two of them made plans to meet up in a couple of hours at the fine art museum. Taiki rushed home to change and let his brothers know he would be gone for the evening.

"I did it, I actually did it," he yelled as soon as he walked in to door.

"Did what," Yaten asked from the couch?

"I actually asked Ami Mizuno on a date and she said yes. We are going to the art exhibit this afternoon. Oyamaa! What am I gonna wear?"

"Chill out, just wear something comfortable for sleeping in. That sounds so boring. Why don't you take her to the new arcade, for a boat ride, or a scary movie? She'll be all over you when someone gets their head chopped off."

"Sometimes, Yaten, I wonder if we're even related. We are going to the art exhibit, because 1) we are both more educated then the average teen, 2) I know she really wants to go and the fact that I got tickets to an impossible show adds 10 points to my level with her, and 3) you don't get all dressed up to go to an arcade and Ami so kawii when she sets her mind to it that I could wet myself. So get off your ass and help me pick out something to wear. "

"I would love to, but I can't," Yaten replied.

"Why the hell not?"

"Because, Taiki, I have a date of my own tonight, with Mina-chan. And she asked me," he replied as he stood up from the couch and made his way towards the door. "Don't wait up for me."

"Damn him, where is Seiya? You both know I don't have the fashion sense."

Yaten had already gone though, and Seiya was no where to be found. Taiki dressed in his yellow blazer with a blue shirt underneath and a pair of black slacks. He went down to the corner market and bought a corsage to give to Ami. She was easy to shop for because he knew she always wore blue. I know she'll love it, he thought to himself as he went to meet her at the museum.

Minako sat in the Crown Arcade awaiting Yaten's arrival. She hoped he would not be too surprised with where she decided to take him today. She was dressed in leather from head to toe and had her hair braided tight to her scalp. She did not want to get it caught in anything. She'd been working hard to get her motorcycling license and was excited for a chance to show it off. None of the other girls ever wanted to come along. They thought that she didn't take it seriously as with so much in her life, but this is one thing that was all her own. She was going to show Yaten just how much she could handle it.

"Oi, Mina-chan!" Yaten called across the lobby.

"Glad you could make it."

"What on earth are you wearing?"

"This," she replied spinning around, "is my biking outfit. I told you I'd show you a good time today and I meant it. I even brought a bento for later, now LET'S GO!"

And with that Minako grabbed Yaten's arm and went tearing out the front door. She thunked a helmet on his head, revved the engine and took off for the coast.

She and Yaten talked during the long trip to the outskirts of town. Yaten told her of all the things going on on Kinmoko, and she told him of all the auditions she had been going on lately. She knew her dream to be a pop idol would be realized soon and Yaten commented that his connections could help her in her dream.

"No thanks," she replied, "I'd like to get it on my own. All of my life I've believed that I could pull it off and it just wouldn't be the same if someone helped me with my dream. Now hold on tight," she yelled as she bounced hard on the front tire, causing the front end of the bike to come up off of the ground. Yaten held her waist in a death grip praying to any god that would listen to not let him die in this horrible fashion. He was just beginning to picture himself splattered on the sidewalk when he felt the bike level out again. His relief was short lived though as she spun a hard right and sped off in the direction of the beach.

What have I gotten myself into?

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