Hello everyone, it's been a while, hasn't it? I'd like to start by apologize for taking so long on this chapter and all, but college is in the final quarters and they're really hitting us hard with the homework and such. But I won't leave it with that measly excuse. So after being 'convinced' by Ami-hime (muse) and Soleil-Lune (beta) to pick up on this story again, I managed to get out a chapter, and had it sent back as too short thanks to Soleil-Lune. Finishing out the chapter to her satisfaction I was able to get it done, and she beta'd it while I slept. Having beta readers half a world away is weird, but it works. Anyhow, you all know the standard disclaimers as I don't own Sailor Moon, probably never will, much to my sadness. But enough boring stuff, now for Author's response!

Hobbes the Cat: Well, just enjoy the story I suppose. I may dabble with an A/H, or a Ma/Mi someday, but I'm more a fan of A/Ma, H/Mi, A/Mi, and H/Ma. I'm also partial to Ami/Setsuna.

Fall.of.Destiny: Sorry about taking so long to get back to you. I forgot to put in responses last chapter, so, I hope you come back for the next chapters as I make them.

Some Other Name: I love the name. About the similarities between you and Ami, it's not a bad thing to be a good reader. As for the personal relationships... good luck is my best advice.

WolfgalX: Can I answer you all in one? From Ch. 1, glad you gave me a chance. Thank you. Ch. 2, Yeah, the mistake is a big one to make, I guess jealousy does that though. Ch. 4, Personally I found the movie kinda stupid, THE SHIP SANK GET OVER IT,but I'm not the target audience, so I won't force my view on others. Ch. 5, At least Lita uses a broomstick and not a spiked club like Ami-hime... I'm sorry about taking so long! Sincerely, Mr. I-really-have-no-idea-if-I'm-worth-the-trouble-you'd-get-into. ;)

Starch: Thanks, and yes, poor Lita, but don't worry, Lita is strong enough to endure.

Ami sighed as she walked through the rows of shelves silently looking for a specific book. It was a special book that she knew would have the answers she was seeking, but she couldn't remember the title. Pulling out one book with cars on the spine, she frowned in thought as she read the title 'Haruka Ten'ou' to herself before shaking her head and putting it back. It wasn't the right one, but it was related to it.

Walking further down the endless series of shelves, she found another book that was related to it. The cover was decorated with lovely flowers that formed the title 'Michiru Kaioh.' It was sitting on a cart waiting to be returned to its proper location. Looking around she found that there were no librarians available, so she walked back and slid it back into place next to 'Haruka Tenoh' where it belonged.

As she walked away, a smile formed on her lips as she remembered something about the two books she had put together. They were more than just a sequential pair in the series. The main characters were actually lovers. The two books were a tale of their lives from each other's point of view. It spanned from their birth on through to death, making the stories a delight to read and once the love interest had shown up in them, they seemed to be more complete.

Continuing on her search, she sighed as she fought to remember the title of the book she was looking for. It was the first in the series of the other two. There was supposed to be a fourth book out, but she hadn't read that yet, and curiously, like the first, she couldn't recall the title. Sighing again, Ami trooped on, searching for the first book. She couldn't remember much of the story anymore, but she did remember that it felt incomplete, unfinished. Maybe the new book would help to complete it?

Walking faster, she continued searching through the dusty shelves. Millions of titles were obscured to her view. They present themselves waiting for her perusal, but not a single one draws her interest. She felt a need to find that book, to hold it in her hands and read it. Last time she read it, she had found it at the farthest wall of the library, but she couldn't see that wall.

Turning around slowly, she noticed that each path that she could choose to take seemed to go on forever. She returned to the direction she had been heading she saw something she hadn't before. It was a small pale green palmtop computer with a symbol on the cover. The symbol was of a cross that had a circle with what looked like horns on top attached to it. This however wasn't what had caught her attention, but rather it was the label below the symbol with her name printed on it did.

Kneeling by the computer, she smiled as she remembered that this was one she had wanted at the computer store, and had been saving up for it. Maybe her mother had gotten it for her as a gift, and left it here for her to find. Picking it up, she flipped open the cover to look at the screen. There on it was a map of the library. At the moment it had a little dot that had an arrow pointing away from it.

Turning around, she noticed that the arrow went from gold to red as she faced the direction she had come from. On the other hand, it returned to gold when she faced the way she was heading originally. Taking this as a sign, she turned around and walked along that path. She made sure once in a while to glance down and watch arrow.

After a few minutes she noticed the arrow turning to point left of the path. Once she got to where the arrow was pointing, she looked up. She then saw the book, illuminating faintly with a light blue glow. It was in the hands of a tall female with brunette hair. Somewhere at the back of her mind, she felt like she should know that person's name, but she couldn't remember it. She walked up to the female and was surprised to see a smile spread across the stranger's face as she held out the book to her.

Taking the book, she smiled as she saw her own name on the cover, drawn in with waves. She looked up to thank the woman. The smile quickly disappeared and she frowned in thought as she discovered that she was gone. She looked around hoping to find the stranger but instead saw something that caught her attention. It was a simple green book with a pair of rose shaped earrings on the cover.

The book wouldn't have caught her attention, but the fact that it was now floating where the woman had been did. Reaching out to touch the book she blinked as she saw The Companion to Ami Mizuno on the cover near the bottom. She took the book and glanced at the title and saw Makoto Kino. Setting the book on top of the other she turned to walk out when suddenly the whole library disappeared.

In her arms the books gave off a blinding flash before the strange female reappeared smiling again, holding out her hand. Taking the hand, Ami was surprised to find herself pulled into a warm embrace. Looking up she saw soft, warm brown eyes gazing back, causing her heart to beat faster. Leaning forward, she felt herself giving into the desire she felt building in her heart; the desire to kiss those tender lips in front of her.

Pausing a moment she whispered, "Oh Makoto..." before continuing on her long journey to the kiss. She could see Makoto's lips smile gently before they parted... She was so close…

"HEY AMI! Wake up or you won't have time to swim before tutoring!"

Opening her eyes, Ami looked blearily around her room, trying to figure out what had happened to Makoto. She blushed when she realized that Makoto was halfway across town, and she had almost kissed her in a dream. Getting out of her bed, she looked at her alarm and frowned, seeing that it was almost eight. She had wanted to get up at six to go swimming. With a groan she rubbed her eyes tiredly, trying to erase the dream from her mind. She wasn't falling for Makoto, was she?

Stepping into the bathroom, she sighed and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She had never shown interest in anyone other that that Urawa Ryo before, and had thought that she was straight. Could it be that she has feelings for this girl; this tall, beautiful, athletic female that she had only met once before. Would it be so bad if she was? Haruka seemed to be rather happy with Michiru, and when all was said and done, wasn't that all that mattered?

As she stepped into the shower she could hear Haruka searching around in the kitchen for something to eat. Smiling, she could just imagine her moving aside the milk, fruits, and bread to pull out some leftover hamburgers and reheating them halfway, before wolfing them down almost without chewing. Thinking about it, she couldn't help but wonder how things were going at Makoto's place. Little did she know that she was the center of many thoughts over there, the majority from Makoto.

Makoto sighed as she cooked the sausages over a medium heat, letting them steam in their own juices while she made lunch for Michiru and herself. Her thoughts once again settled on the blue haired girl that had haunted her mind since she woke up. Ami was such a beauty, but she barely knew that Makoto existed, or so it seemed. There was just something so mysterious about her, something that just captured her mind so firmly it was impossible to shake. Those blue eyes reflecting the depths of the oceans… The hair like a cool breeze off of a lake during the winter… The fluid motions of her every step… Everything about her just seemed to draw her close. She felt the need to know more about the quiet woman that had captured her heart.

Wait a minute...

Captured her heart? It couldn't be! Wasn't it just last night that they've been together? Now her every thought, feeling and emotion was revolving around the blue haired genius… Is it possible that this girl has managed to captivate her, almost to the point of obsession?

In the middle of stirring the sausages so they wouldn't burn, she sighed as pictured Ami again. She was going to have to get her address from Michiru sometime, but she couldn't be obvious about it. Maybe a question in passing, or volunteering to carry something to their place for Michiru... There had to be a way to get the address without seeming like a stalker to Ami.

Michiru watched her roommate cooking and sighed knowing exactly what, or more accurately of whom, Makoto was thinking about. However she knew that just giving her the address wouldn't work, Makoto had too much pride for that. Smiling she wrote the address into Makoto's bento box, under the rice insert. Tapping Makoto on the shoulder she whispered, "Don't let them burn when you're thoughts are blue."

This mild teasing caused Makoto to blush and focus on the meat. She turned them over in the pan, and fighting to remain focused on that. Sighing once more, Michiru walked away shaking her head. The things she had to do to ensure a happy roommate, and charcoal free lunch.