Disclaimer: I do NOT own Sailor Moon, the music, the characters, or the quotes. I DO own this little beauty, though ^___^

(A/N: BrightnessBEAUTY131, you have been bugging me to stop being lazy, and post this chapter. So, because of your 'powerful' words of encouragement, here it is!)

-Chapter 2- (sorry, the navigation thing and the number of my chapters are a little mixed up)

"Anyone can catch your eye, but it takes someone special to catch your heart."

"Amy, who was that man?" Chou questioned her friend as they walked down the streets of Tokyo. Today was rainy. The sky was dark and grey, and sidewalks were slippery as ice. Chou, even with three layers of clothes, was still cold. The wind didn't help any either.

Amy was hesitant to answer, and Chou could sense it.

"Amy, please just tell me. I can handle it."

This was something that Amy didn't want to go through. She had just recently met Chou, but she's known her long enough to know her vow. She certainly didn't want Chou getting involved with Fiore. It was bad news before it happened. Amy sighed and closed her eyes in defeat.

"He's…he's an old friend of ours-mine."

Chou and Amy had stopped walking, their umbrellas covering their heads as if to hide them from the sky. Amy felt like hiding. Fiore was not someone to get involved with. She couldn't even begin to fathom why Chou was so interested in him. It was incomprehensible.

"Oh. A-Alright then," Chou stuttered as she an Amy continued to walk to Bridges, their favorite coffee shop to hang out at.

Even though she dare not say anything, Chou knew there was more to Amy's story. Fiore couldn't just be 'an old friend.' She knew there had to be more to him. Chou knew it, but for some reason, Amy didn't spit it out. Chou was the non-judgmental type and Amy knew that. Still, she didn't tell her the real story.

Inwardly, Chou smiled. She decided to find out the truth from whom the man it concerns…Fiore himself.

The rain continued to fall as the two girls walked into the coffee shop, closed their umbrellas, and walking to the back of the line.

The line seemed to move quickly, and Chou was up next to order. The man in front of her spoke softly to the lady at the counter.

"Thank you."

His voice was gentle, and slightly feminine-like. It sounded all too familiar.

'That voice…' Chou thought to herself.

The man turned around, his strawberry orange hair falling into his intent eyes. Facing Chou, he smiled. He smiled, and then turned to walk away.

"Next…" The woman at the counter said to Chou, who wasn't paying attention. Her eyes followed the strangely familiar man as he walked over to an empty couch and sat down, taking a drink of his coffee.

"Excuse me, Miss?" The woman called out again, finally grabbing Chou's attention. Chou gasped, and apologized for being so distracted as she began to order her drink.

"It'll be right up," The woman said and Chou walked away.

She couldn't help but stare. He seemed so familiar, yet she's never seen him before. Has she?

Hesitantly, she inched her way over to where he sat, and took a seat next to him silently.

Slowly, she turned her head to face him. Chou studied his features carefully and narrowed her eyes. The man chuckled slightly and fixed his gaze on her. Chou quickly averted her gaze to the floor, at her feet as her cheeks flushed a light pink.

"Hello, there," the man said, smiling gently. Chou felt her heart skip a beat. She swallowed hard and stared into his sparkling eyes. They were beautiful. Chou wondered how such little things could say so much. He seemed so gentle, and caring. She felt like reaching out and stroking his cheek with her hand, but held back the urge. She hardly even knows this guy. She couldn't possibly reach out and touch him like that. It would be too weird.

From the counter, Amy looked back at Chou. Her eyes widened, not with surprise but with a sort of sadness for her friend(s). Her eyes twinkled as thought about Chou and Fiore. She didn't want either of them to get hurt, but she Fiore was an alien. Chou is only human. So many things seemed wrong with a relationship of two people of a different kind. But Amy didn't have the will power to keep her away from him. Even though Chou had made a vow to never fall in love, and Amy was one to make sure it didn't happen, maybe Fiore could be good for her. Maybe he is what Chou has been needed for so long. Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all…

Chou cracked a small, shy smile and tried her hardest to avoid looking him in the eye.

"Hello." Chou wishes she knew who this boy was.

This boy knows exactly who Chou is. He remembers her very clearly. It only happened two days ago.

"I'm-"

"Chou…I know," the boy said, cutting her off.

Chou gasped and raised her eyebrows, her eyes twinkling.

"H-How do you know that?" She asked as her voice cracked.

'He can't be…'

"We had met only two days ago. You remember, don't you?" The boy asked in his soft and sweet velvety voice.

Chou blinked confusedly a few times, trying her hardest to refresh her memories. Everything but a boy wish strawberry orange hair came back to her. Then, she saw something: the man she had come in contact with those two days ago. The long blue hair, the violet-blue eyes, and the strange outfit; it all came back to her.

But how….

"Y-You…you're the…." Chou couldn't get the words to flow easily past her lips. She felt embarrassed and stupid.

His eyes twinkled like stars. Chou felt her breath catch in the pit of her throat. She has never felt like this before. Chou had seen people fall in love in movies, but she never imagined how it would feel. Well, she couldn't say she was falling in love, but something made her want to always be around this boy. He made her feel different, like she was floating high above the clouds, never to come back down.

"Fiore?" Chou asked, making sure she was right.

The boy chuckled and simply nodded in response.

"Hello again."