Heres the next installment...Hope you like it. I do not own sailor moon or blue seed...if only!

When Momiji returned to the house she instantly knew that she was in for it. The lights in the kitchen were on and Blake was outside sitting on the front steps holding a large gun. Momiji turned of the ignition tempted to leave before they realized that she had come back, but then she felt a yawn come on and she decided that it would be better to just take it then go up to bed and forget it. She got out of the car and shut the door as softly as she could so that Hermione and Sarah wouldn't hear her.

Momiji walked up to Blake and said, "So what happened?"

"Someone or something broke into the house," he said simply taking out a cigar and lighting it.

"That must have been why Hermione called me earlier," she said.

"Yeah that would have been it," he said, "Her and Sarah are pissed that you kept ignoring your phone."

"I figured they would be," she said, "So did anyone get attacked?"

"No just gave us a scare Hermione and Sarah have been going over the details all night and they pretty much have it handled," Blake told her.

"So what do they want with me?" she asked.

"To yell."

"Figures, it's always me," she said.

"So how did the search go?" he asked her.

"Well I have a lead, a very tangible lead that could help me out," Momiji said. "He's in with the Royal family, really in," she said thinking about what Kusanagi had told her.

"Well the sooner that we find Serena the better," he said. "Have you thought about doing a summoning spell?"

"Tried it, and it failed there has to be some kind of barrier keeping her location secret from us."

"I see."

There was a silence between them and then finally Momiji decided to break it. "Well I guess I had better get this over with," she said and she started to walk towards the front door.

"Bedroom windows open," he said to her.

She turned to look at him, "What?"

"I opened it when they started yelling about how you weren't picking up the phone, figured that you would need to get in without being seen by them," Blake said blowing smoke from his mouth.

"I owe you another box of cigars now," she said with a half smile. Momiji jumped off of the porch and started around to the back of the house where the window to her room was.

"We'll find her Momiji," he said. And she stopped and looked back at him. "We'll get her back."

"I know," she said then she disappeared to the back of the house. She saw her window open and silently thanked Blake again. She looked around to make sure that no one saw her and then she took her hands and pressed them together. After a few seconds she threw them down at the ground at the same moment when she jumped up and her powers propelled her to the windowsill. She grabbed onto the edge and pulled herself inside.

Once inside Momiji stripped down and changed into a fresh pair of panties, a pair of shorts, and a tank top. She closed the window, pulled down the shades, and locked the door making sure that Hermione couldn't get in when she discovered that Momiji was back. Then she climbed into bed and tried to sleep as the rising sun began to turn the world light. Everything seemed to run through her mind, the whole episode at the club a few days ago, the run, Serena's disappearance and then Kusanagi.

Kusanagi who's eyes burned into her mind, Kusanagi who smelled like the earth, Kusanagi whose lips were soft and rough, Kusanagi whose hands where strong, Kusanagi who's touch sent fire through her limbs, Kusanagi who she loved.

At that thought Momiji sat straight up in bed, love? She questioned. Her? No. She didn't love anyone but her family and friends, and she especially didn't love a vampire, particularly a vampire she was supposed to kill. She couldn't. Could she?

"Yes," said her subconscious. "No," she said out loud as she shook her head it was just from being tired. No she didn't love him, she didn't even like him. She laid back down and soon fell into and uneasy sleep.

Blake sat on the porch and said nothing as Momiji slept, he just waited. Waited for Hermione and Sarah to discover that she had once again evaded their lectures. He didn't have to wait long.

Hermione came outside, threw open the screen door and stared at Momiji's car. "Where is she?" Hermione asked.

"Her room came home and went right there and I'll bet anything right into bed," Blake said simply.

"Why didn't you yell for us?" Sarah asked.

Blake shrugged, "Slipped my mind."

"Blake! You purposely helped to her get around us didn't you?" Sarah yelled.

"No I would say get around you, more like go over you," he said.

"And what has prompted this act of civility towards her?" Sarah demanded.

"I lost one sister without ever letting her know how much she meant to me and this family, I won't allow that to happen to anyone else, besides maybe its time I stopped picking on my little sisters," he said.

"Blake…" Sarah said.

"Ha" said Hermione, "such a tease Blake you've never liked us, you always hated that we were in the house, you were just a bully."

"I tease because I love," he said, "besides I can love you guys without liking you."

"Oh so cliché," Hermione said as she went back into the house and down to the basement, knowing that she wouldn't be able to yell at Momiji for some time.

"You just love to mess with them don't you?" said Sarah.

"Part of my nature," he said.

"So tell me… what is the reason for inciting this change of heart in you," she said.

"Mothers dying………….. I spoke to her before we went to bed last night and she told me that she doesn't think she has a lot of time left," Blake said. "She said that I should be nicer to my sisters since you and them are the only things that I'll have when she goes."

"Since when have you counted them as your sisters?" Sarah questioned.

"I always have, they've been here as long as you have, I've lived with them my whole life, and we've fought like brother and sisters forever." "Mother was right they are my family, it's just too bad that it took one of them to go missing for me to realize it."

Sarah went over to him and sat down next to him, she laid her head on his shoulder. "I'll be here for you too baby," she said quietly.

He gave a weak smile and then put his hand on her leg, "Thanks."

Because she knew that Momiji was one to not wake up until three in the afternoon Hermione had the entire morning to spend doing nothing. And this frustrated her more then anything. So she decided to go into the city, or more importantly to the library. She took the keys to Sarah's jeep and drove into the city limits at about nine in the morning.

As the sun beat down on the city Hermione could feel the air and ground begin to heat up. It was nine twenty when she pulled into the parking lot of the library and parked the car. She grabbed her bag from the back, it held most of her research, and she was hoping to get some things done with her time.

Hermione walked past Josephine the librarian and she nodded slightly at her. Josephine was a fellow witch who had trained with Abby; she had gone into hiding in a way. Changed her appearance and her demeanor; sometimes Hermione wondered what she had been like before. When Josephine had gone into hiding she had taken a large section of the covens spell and history books with her. But knowing that she couldn't keep them hidden forever she had put them away into a part of the library that no one ever went to. Only certain people knew that the books were down there and only certain people were allowed down to use them.

Hermione descended the metal stairs into the basement and pushed the large doors open. Hermione turned on the lights and walked down the long hallway to the back of the large room where the books were kept. She reached another door and looked around before she opened it, making sure that no one was around she went inside and locked the door behind her. She turned on the lights and went to the small table that sat in the middle of the back room surrounded by shelves and shelves of books.

Hermione put down her bag and inhaled deeply; she loved books more then anything. Then she went to one of the rows she knew well and pulled down a large black book. She put it down on the table and it landed with a large thud. On the cover was a large gothic looking carving of a wolf with its teeth bared and its mouth open. The eyes stared up at you and because there were tiny amber rocks imbedded in them they looked like they were glowing. The first time Hermione had looked at the cover chills had been sent down her spine and she had to leave and come back later when she was able to compose herself again; but since then she had gotten used to those eyes.

Hermione opened the book to one of the pages that she had marked and sat down in the chair, she then grabbed her notebook and began to take notes and make calculations. Even though Serena had gone missing she was still going to find an antidote for the werewolf bite, it was her goal and she was working extremely hard to make it a reality.

Hermione couldn't discern how long she had been sitting there when she finally finished her work. She closed the large book; she stood and placed the book back onto the shelf and then turned back to the table. She picked up her notebook and all the loose papers that she had ripped out. She slung the bag over her shoulder and began to walk towards the door reading the notes she had just taken. She reached the door and grabbed for the handle when it was swung open and a man came in quickly. They collided and she was knocked to the ground her papers flying up and out of her hands mixing with the stranger who she had run into.

"Oh I am truly sorry," he said. Hermione didn't look up at him she immediately tired to figure out whose papers were whose.

"It's fine just please don't step on my papers I can't afford to have them ripped," she said.

"Oh yes, I am sorry," he bent down and began to help her gather the papers together. When they were all up off of the floor they both stood and held handfuls of loose leaf papers unable to tell whose were whose. Finally Hermione was able to look up at him.

He had bright green eyes that had some silver in the middle, his hair was jet black and his skin was slightly tanned. He was dressed in a pair of jeans and green shirt which highlighted his eyes. He looked like a college student, but Hermione could tell that he was older then what he looked; how old she couldn't tell but she knew he wasn't in college.

She looked away and then back to his eyes, they stared at each other for a few moments and then he blinked. She thought he looked familiar but she didn't know where she knew him from, he was extremely handsome and she could tell that her body was already reacting to him. She let out a breath that she hadn't known that she had been holding. "We should sort these," she said.

"Alright," the guy said.

Hermione turned around and sat down on the table and began to sort the papers that were hers and the ones that she didn't recognize. She felt his eyes upon her the whole time. She glanced at him for a second and then he moved and sat down at the chair and began to help her.

Daniel stared at the young brunette; he had never seen someone so beautiful in his life. Her hair was a beautiful color of bark, her eyes were a beautiful hazel and matched her hair perfectly, and her skin was healthily tanned. She wore a white tank top and a yellow beach skirt that went to her knees she seemed to glow and he longed to see her in the sunlight. He memorized her scent, she smelled like sunflowers, and the country, there was a slight hint of chemicals, he could also smell the faint smell of brewed coffee underneath.

He looked up from the chair that he was sitting in and stare into her eyes, he knew her from somewhere but he couldn't place it. When she stared at him he felt a heat go through his body and when she looked away he seemed to feel vacant again. He tried to start conversation with her but she remained silent trying to find her things so that she could go.

He soon realized that if they separated her papers from his then she would run off and he wouldn't see her again. He needed something that would keep her around him for a little while longer. He looked around and saw that the only thing in the room were books. So when they had finally finished sorting the papers he stood and pushed the rug up slightly so that she would trip. He hated to do it but he wanted her to stay.

"Well I had better be going sorry about running into you by the way," Hermione said not looking at him.

"No it was completely my fault I get so immersed in my things that sometimes I don't realize what I'm doing," he said.

"Well bye," Hermione said simply then she began to walk towards the door. Daniel concentrated on the rug and to his delight she tripped and fell. But this time before she hit the ground she grabbed onto one of the bookshelves and some of the books fell to the floor.

"Damn it," Hermione said when she saw what she had did. She threw down her bag and began to pick up the mess.

Daniel went over to her, "Here let me help you with that."

"Oh no you don't have to it's not your fault that I'm a klutz," she said.

"No but if it hadn't been for me knocking into you, you would have never had to stay here then this never would have happened," he said as he bent down and began to help her replace the books.

"Well I guess that's true," she said. Hermione looked up at him and understood that she was being rude the whole time that he had tired to talk with her she had ignored him. "I'm Hermione," she said and she held out her hand so that he could shake it.

"I'm Daniel," he said, he took her hand and then gently kissed it.

Hermione inhaled a breath when his lips touched her skin; when he pulled away she felt like there was warmth spreading from that spot. "So what are you doing down here?" she asked.

"Research," he told her, "This thing I have to do for my family."

"Really do you mind me asking what it is?" she questioned.

"I'm sure that since you know about this particular place then you're aware of the virus that's been going around am I correct," he said. Hermione nodded, "Well my older sister is interested in it its makeup, she has a friend whose been infected and I think she's paranoid that she's going to contract it."

"I thought only vampires could………." Hermione stopped and stared at him closely. The she gasped dropped the books that she was carrying. She stared into his eyes and suddenly she remembered where she knew him from, "Oh my God," she said putting her hands to her mouth, "Your Daniel Ambrose." Images of the restaurant flashed through her mind.

"Is it that obvious?" he asked jokingly.

"Oh my God," she said a little calmer in voice but her mind was in full on panic mode. She was extremely lucky that he hadn't recognized her from that night. She didn't have the strength or the right equipment to fight him at the moment so her only other option was to get out of there as soon as she could.

"I have to go!" she said quickly and she grabbed her bag and ran for the door before he could stop her.

Daniel stared after her for a few seconds trying to register her reaction, "What was that?" he asked himself. Then he realized that she was running out of his life and he didn't even try to ask her out. He ran out of the door and was down the hall in seconds. He took the stairs by threes and when he reached the top he looked around to see if he could spot her. Then he saw a flash of yellow heading towards the exit. He ran after her and saw her run outside; he almost followed her through the glass doors but stopped when he saw the sunlight.

He stared at her, as she stood just outside of the library hand on her chest breathing hard in the sunlight. Finally she seemed to calm down and she turned around to face him. She looked into his eyes and saw that he didn't understand. Then in an instant their minds were linked, "Hermione?" he asked her mentally.

"Get out of my head Ambrose," she snapped.

"What happened?" he asked her.

"It doesn't matter," she said, "I just have to be thankful that I made it out here alive."

"Hermione did you think I was going to hurt you?" he questioned her.

"You're a vampire, a vampire prince, I'm lucky to have encountered you without getting sucked upon," she said viciously.

"That's not fair! You don't know me," he argued, "I still don't know what's going on."

As she stared into his face she saw sadness and hurt, she knew that he had wanted to ask her on a date and it broke her heart, because if he had she knew that she would have said yes. She realized that she should call to Momiji and that they should dispose of him, but something in her heart kept her from calling out.

"All you need to know is that I can't ever see you again," she said. Then she closed off her end of the connection and turned around. She ran into the crowd and around the building. She jumped into the car and turned on the ignition. Hermione peeled out of the parking lot almost hitting an elderly couple as she did. She drove back into the country and back towards Abby's the entire time thinking about that face full of sadness and hurt, and his touch how it had made a heat in her she hadn't known before.

Serena woke in a large four poster oak bed and she could instantly tell that she wasn't in the same place as she had been before. She could tell by the smell of the place and by the air. She was outside of the city, or in a deserted area, for it was too quite outside to be in the center of things. She got out of bed and walked over to the large window where sunlight was streaming through. She threw back the heavy curtains and saw a beautiful garden surrounded by high hedges for privacy. Beyond them she could see a few other houses to the left but to the right was the beach. And it wasn't a beach that Serena had ever seen before.

"Where am I?" she asked herself.

"We are Santa Barbra California," Darien whispered into her mind.

"How did I get here?" she asked.

"I thought that it would be safer to be away from Los Angeles especially with all of the slayers hunting for you," Darien told her.

"We're miles away from my home, how could you I didn't want to leave it was the only place that I knew," Serena screamed at him.

"We'll return there my love, but only after things begin to cool down and your sisters stop causing trouble," he said in a soothing voice.

"This won't stop them, especially not Momiji she wont be stopped. By something as trivial as a move of location," she said. Then she blocked off Darien and was a stone wall against his attempts to try and enter her mind.

Serena began to try and contact Momiji or Hermione but she was unable to; there was strong magic about the house and she knew that if she tried to escape she wouldn't be stopped before she could get anywhere. Serena finally stood and went over to the wardrobe that stood in the room. Serena opened the doors and found a multitude of clothes that were all designed for women.

Serena took out a dress and realized that it was too big; she replaced it and got another. This one was too large as well; by the time she had gone through all of the clothes she had discovered that none of them were the same size.

"It seems like Mr. Ambrose is a playboy as well as a bloodsucker," she said to herself. She chose a very elegant yet sexy outfit and began to get dressed; as she looked in the mirror she reveled in how good the clothes made her look. She wore a black pair of pants, with blue spaghetti strapped tank top that had a beaded design on the part right under her breast, a pair of black slip on ballet looking shoes, a long necklace of pearls that were wrapped around her neck twice. Her hair was half down and half pulled back.

"He may be a bloodsucker but he sure knows how to shop for women," she said to herself. Serena looked at the door; she knew that it was unlocked and she knew that almost everyone save the generals, their women, Darien and his brothers were asleep. Serena went over to the door and turned the handle downward to open it. She cracked it open and saw that the hall beyond was deserted. She had decided that if she was going to be a captive here then she might as well know her new prison and possibly locate a part of the house were the spell was weakened and she could escape or contact Momiji or Hermione.

She quickly slid out of the bedroom and closed the door behind her. There was a long hallway that dead ended into another hall to her left and then to her right there was another long hallway that turned to the left. She went to the left, as she walked down the hall slowly waiting to be caught. When she got to the intersecting hall she turned right and went forward until she reached a staircase at the end. Slowly and always keeping and eye out behind her she descended the stairs.

When Serena reached the bottom she heard voices coming from off to her left. She looked and saw that there was a large wooden door. Stealthily she crept over to it and leaned her ear against it. She concentrated and toned out everything that was of non importance and listened to the conversation on the other side.

I'm considering this my birthday present to myself. 9-19-06 Be happy for me!