The girl had long blonde hair. The golden strands twisted themselves into a tight bun and then let loose itself in two decorative streamers. Her skin was light and looked to be very soft, perfectly contrasting her pink lips and blue eyes. And those eyes. So blue, so deep, as if it held all the knowledge in the world and was still innocent despite that knowledge. On her finger, there was a pink ring, holding the shape of a heart and resembling an engagement ring. But of course she was too young to be engaged. She could only be fifteen or so if she had entered this 10th grade class.
Poise like that of royalty, and yet, a humble smile of a child. She bowed before her new classmates and introduced herself.
"My name is Usagi Tsukino. It is a pleasure to meet you. I may have blonde hair and blue eyes, but I assure you that I am Japanese. I enjoy simple things such as eating and sleeping, but would very much like to become friends with all of you." Usagi bowed again to signify the ending of her introduction.
Heads turned to look at this new girl. No, she wasn't quite beautiful. Nor was she unbelievably cute, like the popular Sakura Kinomoto. No, it was something else, something very attracting. She took a seat next to the class beauty, Tomoyo Daidouji. Their opposite, yet equally attractive, features complemented both of the two girls nicely. The girls locked eyes, Tomoyo smiling gently, as was her rich-girl habit, and Usagi cheerfully presenting straight white teeth.
Sakura peered back from her seat located two rows ahead of Tomoyo. And Syaoran scowled from one seat to the right of Sakura. Something seemed strange. They hadn't had a transfer student in a while, but the few times that they'd had, it had been trouble. Trouble spiced up with a bit of magic, exempting Syaoran's recent return, of course. It seemed suspicious. And not only that, Syaoran couldn't help but be absolutely annoyed by even her presence.
But, Usagi did look like a nice girl, and whatever doubtful thoughts Sakura had seemed to vanish. This sweet girl made Sakura feel strangely happy. 'Floaty even,' Sakura thought, and it had been a long time since she had last used that word. Forgetting to pay attention to the teacher, Sakura took out a blank sheet of paper addressing it to her old friend Eriol.
Dear Eriol, we have a new girl in class, her name is…
As Sakura finished signing her name, the bell rung, it was break. She stayed seated as it was well-known to her friends that they would come to her. Syaoran, as always got there first, just in time for both of them to give a quick peck to one another before the rest of the group arrived. Rika, Naoko, Tomoyo, and was it Usagi?
Introductions were done, and redone in Usagi's case.
"I heard there's a lot of 'sightings' in the place you come from," Naoko started.
"Ehh?" Sakura exclaimed.
"Oh, I heard about that also. Mysterious reports about 'things' that single out a person and try to drain their energy," Tomoyo remarked.
"Ah, that," replied Usagi, laughing, "Those stories are very old, don't you know? Nowadays, all the 'sightings' are fake. Before, there was some concrete evidence of the presence of those 'things'. Now, most are hoaxes that are easily found out."
"You seem well-informed," Syaoran said, in a distrusting voice. He received an elbow in the stomach both from his girlfriend and Tomoyo.
'Hee, well, there's a rumor that people will only talk about and not write upon. A champion of justice, Sailor Moon, is always there to help out and keep the people safe," Usagi replied with a glazy look in her eye, "She catches people's attention and naturally, people want to know everything about her. But there's lack of information, therefore, it never was publicized."
"I've heard of that, too" Rika said, "my younger cousin lives there too, and used to mention that."
"Scary," Sakura moaned, squeezing her eyes shut.
"Don't worry about it. It doesn't happen anymore," Usagi explained comfortingly, "And if it did, Sailor Moon would come to your rescue like she did for all the other people."
The bell rung once more and class resumed. The students returned to their seats as the door slammed open. A fairly young teacher entered the class. He wore frameless glasses and had short messy hair. His attire consisted of a sweater, jeans and a tie.
"Okay, you brats," he said, "You better have done your homework."
"Yes, Professor Kinomoto," came the chorus reply. Sakura ducked her head to avoid looking at her brother/teacher.
Eventually, lunch came. Tomoyo and Usagi had bonded over their partner class work, Syaoran was in a bad mood due to a certain teacher, and Sakura had finished her letter. As the rest of the people assembled for lunch, a blanket was spread out on the grass and smaller groups formed, allowing conversation to take place.
These groups shifted and changed on the whims of the individuals who made them up along with the topics of discussion. Besides the addition of a new person (aka Usagi), lunch ran normally. When it ended, hunger was sated and a cheery mood had infused itself within the teenagers. They moved back towards their classes, glad to have only one left, for it was a block day.
Sakura and Syaoran pinched off to take the longer route for some alone time.
"I don't like Usagi," Syaoran grumbled.
"Mm, you don't like anyone at first," Sakura replied, "I like her. When I'm near her, I feel floaty."
"Exactly my point," Syaoran exclaimed, "When was the last time you used the word 'floaty'? Not since we were in elementary school with Ms. Mitsuki."
Sakura said nothing."
"What I'm trying to say is be careful," Syaoran mumbled, "She may be magical and dangerous."
Sakura lifted up a sealed envelope. The back read 'Eriol' in cursive.
"I know," Sakura said, "But I've written a letter to Eriol about her. And just to comfort you, I'll use the Cards to transport it fast for a quick reply. He should know about her. After all, he was Clow."
Windy…
Syaoran said nothing. It seemed like a perfectly good solution, surprising from the unsuspecting Sakura. However, Syaoran hated Eriol. Though he couldn't bring up his petty annoyance of his ancestor to Sakura, it bugged him to have to resort to consulting Eriol. Still, Sakura was asking, not him, so he let it slide.
Windy held the letter in her hand and nodded with understandment. Flying off to London, the Sakura Card disappeared into the sky. Syaoran wanted to watch, but Sakura pulled him along. They were going to be late to class.
Windy reached the mansion house that Eriol resided in with Kaho. Through the window, past various rooms, down the hallway-
"A letter?" Eriol asked. "And to be brought so quickly…"
Windy waited, floating in the air, as Eriol read through the letter. There was a lot of unimportant stuff and additional courtesy questions to make the letter seem normal. But the fact that Windy was there in the room implied something. Eriol picked out the key informative sentences.
"Usagi Tsukino…Tsuki…Moon…no…Usagi…Bunny," Eriol mumbled to himself. "Moon Bunny! Ha, and I thought you were dead Serenity!"
