Eliana gave herself a final look in the mirror of her new apartment. It was still pretty bare, with a small kitchen, small common room, small bathroom, and a small closet that had her futon neatly folded in it as well as two other uniforms and a single change of casual clothes. She slept in in the common room which had a low table as it's only furnishing. Other than the mirror she was looking in now. First time having an apartment, first time wearing a school uniform as well. She tugged at the sleeve of her blazer, feeling odd about wearing actual sleeves after so long without them. She was use to her Sailor Sun Fuku, and hadn't gone without almost since she'd awakened as her true self, back at nearly the beginning of time. She could think of only two instances where she had changed back to Eliana.

She straightened her red bow and smoothed her dark blue skirt one last time before going to the door and slipping on her black shoes and heading out the door. Right outside on the railing for the covered walkway on the third floor was a light tan cat, dozing in the early morning sun light. He opened his eyes, a pale yellow around dark slits before yawning and stretching as only a cat could. "I am not accustomed to seeing you this way Sailor Sun." Apollo informed her, sitting up on the railing as he watched her lock up.

"Eliana. I told you, that is my true name remember?" she told him. "And most cats can't talk here, so please try to remember that and keep chatting to a minimum."

Apollo just meowed at her in response and hopped off the railing to trot a head of her. He walked her all the way to the school gate before hopping up on the wall and settling down. He was to observe from the outside. He'd tell his mistress when the target arrived and what he noticed about the boy. Anything that would help her get the information that she need from him and the necessary closeness.

First Eliana went to the teacher's lounge and introduced herself to her homeroom teacher. School had started seven weeks ago, she was transferring in a bit late, but thankfully she'd tested high enough to get herself placed in the third year classes. She was going to be in class 3-D, having used some fate manipulation to end up in the same class as her target. She'd furthered that manipulation by observing a seating rearrangement two days before and arranging for the empty seat in the room to be the one beside her Target who had a window seat in the back row of the class room. She was a last minute transfer, so they would have her books ready for her by the end of the day, but she'd have to share for until she got them.

She followed the teacher back to the classroom as the bell was about to ring and waited outside as he instructed. After he got the class to settle enough he made his announcements to the class.

"-and as the last bit, we have a transfer student coming into our class as I'm sure the whole school knows by now. Radcliffe-san would you please come in now?"

Eliana took a deep breath and opened the door, walking carefully into the room. She had her near platinum blonde hair pulled back into her usual low ponytail, though she'd actually tied it back with a red ribbon, leaving a small bow at the nape of her neck. She faced the class and gave a shy smile. She was pale with lightly pink lips and a small freckle near her left eye. Her eyes, usually a pale yellow, were now a deep green thanks to colored contacts. That was something new for her. She'd never worn contacts before and they sort of bothered her eyes. But it was necessary. Normal people didn't have yellow eyes.

There was a sea of faces before, and she was having trouble reading some of the expressions, though most were peaked wit curiosity and interest. She swallowed and bowed to the class. "Hajimemashite. I am Eliana Radcliffe. It is nice to meet you all. U-um.." She felt so nervous. She wasn't use to dealing with large groups, and certainly not as Eliana. "P-please take care of me." She straightened from her very proper bow but her hands remained clasped before her with her school bag in her clenched hands. She could feel her face heating up a bit with embarrassment. She'd stuttered a bit because of how nervous she was.

"Alright class, let's get the questions over with for Radcliffe-san."

"Where are you from?"

"Rome. I just moved to Crystal Tokyo a few days ago," she answered, having prepared this answer before.

"What's your favorite food?"

"Um... I haven't really tried much Japanese food yet so-" Of course she hadn't. Sailor Sun didn't need to eat. This whole hunger thing was another thing that was sort of new to her. She wasn't sure to needing to eat to survive. Her first day as Eliana again she'd nearly passed out before she realized she was hungry and that was the cause of her stomach pain. "I guess... I like olives?" they probably didn't even know what the food she'd eaten before was since it bad been over a millennia since the last time she'd eaten.

"Do you play any sports?"

"N-no... not really..." she answered. She'd never had cause to play any of the sports people played now. Though she'd watched a time or two. It was fun to see people having fun really.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Eh? Uh... n-n-no... I don't..." she answered, feeling her blush grow even more at the unexpected question. She ducked her head, feeling almost tongue tied by her growing nervousness and shyness.

"Alright. That's enough. You can ask more questions later. Now let's see. Go ahead and take that empty seat in the back," the teacher told her pointing to the seat she'd designed for herself to have.

She nodded mutely and went to her new seat.

"Tsukino-san, share your books with Radcliffe-san alright?" the teacher instructed and went on into the lesson without waiting for him to agree.

Hajime kicked a pebble along the path as he walked to school. His books were in his bag, which he had slung over his left shoulder, his left hand gripping the strap. His red hair was mussed, the wind having tossed it along the walk to school. He was looking down at the ground, but when he looked up, his silver eyes seemed to glitter in the sunlight. He'd been teased mercilessly about it when he'd been in elementary school, but had slowly gotten over it. Looking up as he came to a stop just before the school gate, he reached into his pocket, pulling out a small crystalline rose. Looking at it for a few seconds, appearing to have said a small prayer, he then tucked it back into his pocket and walked inside. The bell had yet to ring, and so he was in his seat at his usual time, only a few moments before the phone rang. He'd had a rough time lately, his parents having died in a freak train accident only months before. Looking out the window, he watched as some of the few stragglers dashed into the school building, listened as the bell rang. Once his teacher called attention to himself, Hajime looked forward, listening to the announcements. Then a pretty girl walked into the room, and Hajime listened to her too. She seemed rather shy, and towards the end of the questioning of her, his attention wandered slightly. Looking back out the window, he jumped when the teacher called his name. Looking forward once again, he nodded.

"Yes sensei," he said, and looked up as Eliana sat down next to him. He already had the book open, so he just scooted his desk closer to hers so that they wouldn't be holding the book up the entire class. "Here, this is where we're at right now," he said, pointing to a spot in the middle of the page. The notes that the teacher was writing on the chalkboard followed along with the text, which happened to be math.

Ah math. No matter how much time passed it never changed. 1+1 had equaled 2 for a very very long time. Same as 1x1 had equaled 1. She was very good at math. When she'd first started her watch, she'd been lonely and bored. So she'd watched the humans, learned everything she could from watching them. Then she had to start watching the skies. Still, she liked to watch the humans below and learn from them whenever she could afford to look away from the sky. Of course, she'd been keeping a very close eye on the moon over the last century. And anymore humans advanced very quickly. They had technology that she couldn't even begin to understand. It seems that happened every time she turned her back on them for a while though. She glanced over at him and nodded. "Thank you Tsukino-san," she said softly, scooting her own desk a bit closer to him. She didn't understand this contraption he was using and watched as he worked it, fascinated. 'I am going to seem like such an idiot... but it might be a good opportunity to get to know him better. And I do need to figure out how to use this thing.' "U-um... Tsukino-san... when we go on break... do you think I could have you show me how to use this? I've... I've never even seen one before today," she told him, trying to come up with her explanation as to why she hadn't. After all, 'Because I've been in the universe for so long and just observing everything for so long that I only just got to this world again,' seemed like very bad idea to try and explain to him.

"Sure," Hajime said immediately. He didn't think it was strange that she didn't know how to use it. In fact, he KNEW that there were places that didn't allow the use of the text reader that Crystal Tokyo had invented about twenty years ago. Rome was one of them. "It's not that difficult to get a hang of, and if you still need help, don't hesitate to call me. On the home page, there's a class list, and if you tap on my name, you can send a message to me." He quickly showed her this little aspect of the text reader and then tapped an icon on the screen to go back to the math text. He highlighted a few key equations and then wrote some notes with a stylus on the margin. Turning back to the class, he seemed to zone out after a few moments, and on a piece of paper he had kept close by, he started to draw with the pencil that had been lying next to it. As he drew, the picture started to take shape, and it was soon obvious that the picture was of a beautiful woman, heart shaped buns in her hair that were the beginning of floor length tails of hair. Her expression was immensely sad, and she seemed to be reaching for something, tears falling from her eyes. The gown she wore seemed diaphanous, sheer and at the same time somewhat opaque. Hajime seemed to realize what he was doing and he quickly flipped the paper over, his eyes flashing slightly as he looked at the text reader.

She watched him work, knowing she'd have to practice intensely on her own. But really, she was sort of excited about it. She'd observed school life for centuries, and she'd been rather envious of those girls that got to go to school and have fun with their friends. Find boys they like and live their lives. While she took her job seriously, sometimes she regretted how lonely her existence was. Until recently the other Senshi didn't even know she existed as she was supposed to be an observer.

She glanced over at what he was drawing, idly curious and then stiffened. Serenity?! Why was he drawing Serenity? He shouldn't know anything about her, even if he was awakening to his power... but if he was- and he could somehow see Serenity... she needed to figure out what his power was going to be like and she needed to know why he knew what Serenity looked like.