Author's note:

Yuki's hair is silver in this story, because the depictions of him in the manga always show silver/gray hair as opposed to the darker color he has in the anime. Also, it falls into place better that way, considering the subsequent scene in which Usagi wakes up to a different look. I know, it's a bad ploy and bad writing to do this, but I really can't think of any other way. Gomen.


Groggily, Usagi opened her eyelids and yawned. Her head still hurt from crying so much the night before, but she pulled herself out of the bed regardless. A hot shower was just what she needed to relax a little. Picking a random outfit from her closet, she made sure it at least matched before padding her way to the bathroom.

She could hear her mother downstairs, already in the kitchen and making coffee. Shaking her head lightly, she wondered how her Okaasan managed. As she shook her head, though, she noticed it felt a lot lighter than it usually did. Wrinkling her brow, she raised her hands to the ends of her hair, shocked to meet them just below her shoulders. Dashing into the bathroom, she took a deep breath and looked into the mirror.

It took all will power to shove the bundle of clothes over her mouth before she screamed. Not only was her hair much shorter, but it was a dull silver color, bordering on gray. Thankfully, her eyes were still blue, but they were a lot darker than before. Squinting up her eyes at her foreign reflection, it suddenly hit her why she looked so familiar.

'This is what Ame looked like, what I'm supposed to look like.' She ran her fingers through her hair once more, already missing the long streamers. 'I wonder what Mamo-chan will think.'

At this thought, her eyes instantly saddened. Mamoru hadn't responded to any of her calls or letters to America, even though she made or sent them every other day. In all the chaos of the past two days, she hadn't called or wrote him. Sighing, she cleared her head of the thoughts and turned on the hot water.


"Okaa-san, where's the phone book?" Usagi called from the bottom of the stairs. She didn't exactly want her Okaasan to see her new look, mostly because she didn't know how to explain. The line 'I woke up this way' was not very believable, after all.

"It's in the living room, dear." The blonde-turned-silver-haired girl shouted a thank you before walking towards said room. The phonebook was rested on the coffee table, as her mother had said. She sat on the couch, pulling the large book into her lap. As she flipped the pages looking for 'S,' she wondered what name the main house would be listed under. She quickly found it wasn't Akito.

"Hmm," Not surprisingly, few of the Sohmas were listed in the phone book at all. There was one name, however, that caught her attention. 'Sohma, Shigure' Shakily, her finger traced across the page to the number. Checking around for any of her family member, she tore the chunk with Shigure's number and replaced the phonebook in its spot on the table. Quickly, she made her way back to her room and picked up the phone.

'Will Shigure be home?' Bracing herself, she dialed the number on the scrap of paper, and waited. It wrung a perfect three times before someone picked up.

"Hello?" The voice was female, and it sounded pretty familiar. Usagi hesitated, not sure what to say, or what she would say once Shigure was on the other end of the line. Her pause was so long, the girl had to call again, "Hello?"

"Um...hi. May I speak to Shigure?" Her voice portrayed her anxiousness, she knew, but the female on the other end agreed and set the phone down. Nothing was heard for several moments, until a male voice called 'I got it!' There was a click of a phone being picked up, followed by another one being hung up, and finally someone spoke.

"Hello, this is Shigure," the voice declared loudly. Usagi froze, opening her mouth to reply, but unable to find the words. The line stayed silent for several seconds until Shigure spoke again. "Oh my, nothing to say then? Maybe I have a stalker. This is so exciting!"

Usagi found herself smiling at the sing-song voice in her ear, but her mirth melted into tears at the flood of memories that assailed her. The voice on the line was silent, apparently hearing the sobs, and not knowing what to say. Usagi found her voice, but it was rattled with tears, "G-Gure-chan."

"Ame-chan," The dog said it so quietly, that it sounded as if he didn't want to believe it, or he didn't want to get his hopes up. "Ame-chan, is that you?"

"Gure-chan, Oniisan doesn't remember me." The silver-haired girl said shakily, gripping the phone as tight as she could. "I don't know what to do."

"Ame, where are you?"


Usagi leaned from one foot to the other, bursting with nervous energy. Somehow, in the whirlwind of conversation that followed Shigure's question, they'd planned to meet in the park ten minutes from the current time. Vaguely, Usagi remembered that she'd been crying her eyes out in this very park yesterday. Shivering, she pulled her coat tighter around her and bundled up the best she could.

"Ame-chan?" Usagi turned, smiling brightly at the dark-haired man behind her. Before anything more could be said, the rabbit leapt at Shigure, hugging him as tightly as she could. The dog laughed, returning the hug.

"It's Usagi now, Gure-chan." She whispered.

"Well, Usagi, if you don't let go I think I might go to jail." Shigure chuckled, a little nervously as a passing woman glared at him. Were people on a one-track mind these days, or what? Usagi giggled and let go of him. "I understand you have some questions for me?"

"Yes!" The rabbit nodded vigorously, "I have lots."

"Well, let's take them one at a time. Sit down, first." Nodding, Usagi sat down next to the dog on the nearest bench. She took a deep breath, and asked the first question that came to her.

"Is there any way to get Yuki to remember me?" Of course, Usagi knew of a way to get Yuki to remember her, but it wasn't an alternative she wanted to use. The less the Sohmas knew about her being Sailor Moon, the better.

"Truthfully, you'd have to ask Hatori. I have no idea how that works." Shigure admitted, looking a little disheartened that her first question was something he couldn't answer. Usagi nodded her understanding.

"Did everyone else forget me too? Does Ayame remember? Haru? Momiji?" The silver-haired girl counted off the people on her fingers, looking hopeful.

"Yes, everyone else remembers you. Only yours and Yuki's memories were erased, that's the way Akito wanted it." Shigure replied, half-smiling. Usagi looked quite happy at this announcement, but she quickly launched another question at him.

"Gure-chan, who has my journals," she asked quietly.

"I do. I was going to give them to Ayame, but I didn't know if you'd want him to read all that. You know, Hatori was never angry with you. Hari acts like that a lot, but he really liked you." Shigure answered. Usagi looked surprised for a moment, before she pouted.

"You read all of it?" She whined, earning a laugh from Shigure.

"Yes, and I thought it was so adorable how you referred to it as 'Book-chan.'" He said, turning Usagi an impressive shade of red.

"Gure-chan no baka, I was only six years old." She sniffled, punching him in the shoulder lightly. "I only have one more question, Shigure. Can you take me to the main house?"


Yuki removed his coat as he walked into the main house, instantly feeling the heat. It wasn't surprising that the temperature was this way, because Akito was very sickly himself and no one wanted him to catch a cold. Well, no one that wanted to admit it anyway.

The halls were surprisingly, and fortunately, fairly empty. The rat paced his steps perfectly as he made the familiar route to Hatori's office. He wondered what the dragon's reaction would be to see him at the main house, present at one of his monthly check-ups no less. As he reached the door, he hesitated briefly, going over in his mind how he wanted to ask his question. Taking a short breath, he knocked.

"Come in," called the deep voice of Hatori. Yuki dropped his hand to the doorknob, twisting it slowly. As soon as the door swung forward, he was granted one of Hatori's rare surprised expressions. Fighting off the instinct to simply turn and walk away, he entered the room, closing the door behind him. By then, Hatori's expression had returned to normal. "Yuki, what a surprise. Sit down."

The silver-haired boy did as instructed without any greeting. Now face-to-face with Hatori, his mind went blank on him, leaving him completely silent. Sensing this, Hatori spoke for him. "Though I'd be glad to hear it, I daresay you're not here for your monthly check-up. Is there something on your mind?"

"Have you ever messed with my memories?" Yuki asked, blunt and to the point. He stared Hatori down, gouging for a reaction, but the dragon had a much better poker face than Shigure. He leaned back in his chair, contemplating how to answer, and Yuki was certain more than ever that something was being kept from him. Meanwhile, Hatori was pondering the phone call that he'd received from Shigure the previous night.

"Why do you ask?" He finally said, giving the rat a piercing look. Yuki looked slightly taken aback, as if he hadn't been expecting a back-and-forth. He figured Hatori, of all people, would give him a straightforward answer. Hatori, however, had obligations of his own, like Akito's orders. He couldn't tell Yuki the truth, but he could try to help him figure it out for himself.

"A girl I met, she said she was my sister, but I don't remember her at all. The only way I could think it possible is if you had tampered with my memories." Once again, the rat gave a concise answer, and watched closely for Hatori's reaction. The dragon's eyes drifted over the lone picture in his office, his favorite picture of Kana.

"How do you know she isn't lying?" He asked, turning his eyes back to meet Yuki's. The rat was taken by surprise once more, and he pondered the question for a moment. He realized, it went beyond Shigure's reactions to his interrogating. The way she'd called him Oniisan and the look in her eyes when he told her he didn't have a sister, like her heart had shattered.

"I don't know for sure that she isn't, but..." Yuki paused, conjuring her hurt expression once more, "but I don't think she's lying." If his eyes weren't playing tricks, he thought he saw the smallest hint of a smile on Hatori's lips.

"Let me ask you this, then, Yuki. Have you ever looked outside at the rain, and felt saddened for no reason? Have you ever felt like maybe someone is missing?" Yuki's eyes widened, extremely. His shock was blatant in his features, as he stared at Hatori. The dragon looked mildly satisfied as he looked out the window, watching the snow drift softly by. "That's all I have to say on the matter. Unless you want your check-up, you should leave."

"Ame," This time, a smile did come to Hatori's face, if only for a moment. Yuki missed it, since the doctor had turned his chair to face the other way. He listened contentedly as Yuki left the room, closing the door with a soft click.


Oh my, does Yuki-kun remember? Do you see the connection, though? Yuki-snow and Ame-rain. Yuki's sad when he sees rain, and Usagi's sad when she sees snow. I think I like writing shorter chapters. As opposed to long ones, it keeps my ideas flowing, it demands a lot less, and it enables me to update much quicker. Yes, most of the Sohmas already know Usagi. That's to be expected since she grew up at the main house before her memories were erased and she was adopted into the Tsukino family.

Anyway, it might not surprise you to know that Shigure and Usagi were pretty close when she was little. As for the aforementioned journals, you'll just have to wait and see. I've already written out several entries, and I'm quite fond of them. -smiles-

Please rest assured that anything in the story that contradicts a truth or characteristic of a person will be completely explained and justified. I really do try to stay along with the original characters and story the best I can, but sometimes you get that urge to wander off into oblivion. Feel free to set me straight if you see me wandering.

If you're questioning Hatori's character here, then let me explain myself. I get the impression from the manga that Hatori is a very kind and gentle person, even though he generally appears cold on the outside. Also, he strikes me as very straightforward, so I don't think he would lie about anything, even if he didn't come out with the whole truth.

For instance, in volume 8 of the manga, when Ritsu is talking about how he wishes he were as confident as Ayame, Hatori tells him, "Ayame aside, the people around you aren't blaming you or criticizing you as much as you think, so you can have a little more composure." Therefore, I tried to play off these characteristics in the previous scene by making him truthful with Yuki, if not a little vague due to the whole issue with Akito.

From the looks of it, you guys love Kyou as much as I do. He might just overwhelm poor Haru with the support. Maybe you'll feel a little different after Usa and Haru meet up again. Until next time, review!