Lol this is a continuation of the first two chapters just hours later after the first one. I don't feel the need to right out the ages again even though I could just copy-n-paste. This may seemed rushed but I didn't really know how to add more to it but Happy New Years and I wish you all love and luck in this coming year to come. (I think I worded that one right) With love, Cimmimon!

(couple of hours after the first chapter)

Two tables meant for four was pushed together filled with seven people who looked like the walking dead. A blonde male sat with a mug of coffee in front of him, bandaged on his chest and arms dressed in an old outfit that didn't exactly fit him. To his right sat a strawberry blonde fellow who was a bit on the shorter side dark circles hung under his eyes as he laid his head in his arms on top of the table. To the left of the blonde male sat a brown haired man. He was covered with scars on his face that looked very recent and were cleaned up very fast as dried blood still covered most the scratches. He was staring deeply into his coffee like it contained the secret to life. At the head of the table sat a silver haired fox, though he looked to be in his mid twenties. He by far was the most decent male at the table next to the ebony haired man to his right. Speaking of said man he had a blonde haired girl leaning on his shoulder restraining him from using his right arm for anything. Leaning on the blonde hair girl who was sound asleep was another blonde girl, shorter hair than the other, who was glaring daggers at the strawberry man across from her whom was staring back at her with a bit of fright and courage.

Now these people have been there for two hours now and only one of them had spoken the entire time, in which was an order of coffee around and to keep them coming. The staff there would look at them with judging and curious eyes as the group wouldn't move for minutes on end unless it was to take a drink from their mugs. Motoki, the manager at the time would occasionally glance at his friends from over the counter.

Of course Mamoru would tell him they were fine when ever he asked but Motoki was worrying over the blonde whos' bandages were bleeding through. If asked the blonde would gaze into his eyes then turn back to his coffee until he left him alone.

Now passing the six hour marker Motoki finally gained the courage to ask them what was up.

"Mamoru, Usagi, Minako, I'm really worried about you and your friends," with a glance to them all he looked back to his best friend. "I uh, don't really know what to say but you guys are really creeping me and the staff out."

Mamoru glanced up to his friends with a dead look in his eyes, "Can we have a menu."

THIS wasn't the response that Motoki had wanted, he wanted answers though everyone seemed to perk up at the request for the menu. Usagi who was awake now was trying to drink her coffee that had nine packets of sugar in it as she tried to get the sleep out of her though it was not working. Motoki came back to the table of seven with menus and stood there for three minutes with no response except the grabbing of menus. He left to the back to call the other girls in fear that something tragic did happen.

Everyone at the table grabbed a menu and started looking at it, minus Nephrite and Jadeite as they were trying to fix Jadeite's bloody bandages at the table gaining many disgusting looks from other customers. Zoisite had to have Minako help him with the menu as his eyes were adjusting to everything from staring at the T.V. screen up close he had been blurry vision for the time they had been there which should be awarded with some type of award. Usagi was too out of it to even know what was happening as she was reaching over Mamoru to poke at Malachite.

Having ordered food and being served the silence remained, even when the other girls had arrived. Rei was shouting at them only to receive a raised hand leaving her quiet and leaving after a minute. Ami that smart girl was frozen as her companion Makoto cracked her knuckles leaving a death threat to the men sitting at the table and dragged poor Ami out as she only received stares and silence.

It wasn't that these warriors were shocked into not speaking it's just they were for better words put feeling a mix of emotions to where they couldn't properly express them out. It reached closing time as Mamaru payed for what they had got and they left the place with nothing like a goodbye to the manager still worried over his friends who were acting mor strangely than they normally do.

The group of seven cramped together to fit into the small elevator in Mamoru's apartment building with the silence still continuing. Slowly entering the apartment they stared at the mess they had left.

"Well gentlemen and lady I am going to be watching T.V. in the back bedroom why you all clean up your mess!" Usagi cheered as she started walking away from her open mouthed companions.

"Can I come with you seeing as I was in a body bag?" Jadeite carefully asked receiving the warning looks from the others.

Usagi seemed to be thinking as she tilted her head, yes he was the cause of this but he was an unwilling party in the matter, "Sure!" She grabbed his hand and led him into the spare bedroom that had in her opinion a better space seeing as it wasn't as dark as Mamoru['s room.

Mamoru went to a side closet and brought out some cleaning supplies and handing them out to everyone. With a look of disdain Minako started to sweep the floor with a broom as Malachite and Mamoru lifted the furniture to its rightful place as Zoisite and Nephrite cleaned up the burn marks and broken glass with magic, though it was a pity the T.V. couldn't be fixed with magic something to do with "modern" technology and "not" used to it.

They cleaned well into the night and early morning having ordered a pizza between starting and finishing up, still the conversations were held at a minimum and no one daring to break that silence that held everything together. Looking in on Usagi and Jadeite, Usagi could be seen sprawled out on the bed and Jadeite hanging upside down off the end of the bed as the T.V. blurred terrible reruns of children's shows an empty pizza box lay on the floor.

With cleaning done of course our group of now five were sitting on the couch or floor just staring at the broken television. The apartment though not like how it used to look could be considered better than what it was earlier. An hour later and Zoisite and Nephrite were arguing on if stars could really talk and understand other entities seeing as they were just balls of gas. The other three in the room could only look on in amusement and egg them on in the conversation. Until well a loud beeping could be heard blaring from Minako's wrist and from the backroom.

"FUCK!" our glorious champion of the moon cursed dashing out of the room and into the living room to only be stared at by five sets of eyes. Laughing and scratching the back of her head she supplied a, "Youma?"

Of course the telling of the first battle of a youma together should be told in another story...