Told you it would be out soon...

Serena sat on her new bed in her new bedroom. She looked at the light blue walls and the furniture. There was a simple bed with blue sheets and white pillows. The light fixture was a white dome attached to a fan, on the left side of the bed was a small table with a lamp on it. Across from the bed was a high white dresser and next to that was a matching set of drawers. Serena stared at the boxes and pieces of luggage that were scattered around the room and sighed.

Anyways i do not own sailor moon or any of its characters. I also do not own the spells that Hermione uses to defend herself. They are from bleach and are owned i believe by tite kubo who is one of the most amazing manga creators in the world. ICHIRUKI FOREVER!!

She lay back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. She knew that she was going to have trouble sleeping here. It wasn't her bed, it wasn't her ceiling, they weren't her sheets, and they weren't her walls. She sighed again and rolled onto her side, she looked out of the window. The sight before wasn't an unpleasant one just an unfamiliar one.

The house was an old Victorian style house that had five bedrooms and three bathrooms. There was an attic and a large basement. The first floor had a living room, dining room, kitchen, and study. In Serena's opinion it was too big, but in Hermione's it was the perfect fit.

Hermione had loved the house upon walking into it. The basement which was going to be her lab was twice as big as the one at Abby's house. The Attic which was their new library was stocked full of almost every book that one could think of, and the kitchen was large enough for Hermione to cook a Thanksgiving meal for twenty.

"I hate this house," Momiji said from the doorway.

Serena didn't turn around she remained in her place. "You hate it because it's not home," said Serena.

"Yeah so," Momiji said stubbornly.

"Give it a shot you might like it," Serena said.

"Yeah you hate it too," she said.

"I'm open to the idea of liking it though," Serena said.

"Why do we have to get used to the idea of liking it?" Momiji whined.

"Because Momiji you have to realize that after this nothing's going to be the same," Serena told her sitting up and turning around. "You have to have to known that we weren't going to stay at Abby's our whole lives." Momiji didn't say anything she just turned and stared at the wall across from her. "Momiji Abby's isn't home it's a school where we learned what we needed to learn. We all knew that

sooner or later we were going to have to go out into the world and live on our own," Serena said.

"How can you say that Serena?" Momiji said. "How can you say Abby's isn't home?"

"Because I'm being realistic about the situation we weren't meant to stay at Abby's for the rest of our lives," Serena said.

"What did the guy do to you Serena?" Momiji said.

"What are you talking about?"

"Ever since you've been back you've been someone else," Momiji told her. "I feel like half of my sister is gone, it's like I don't even know you anymore."

Serena said nothing to defend this she just stared at Momiji. When Momiji realized that Serena wasn't going to defend her position she shook her head. "I'm going to go finish unpacking," she said and with that she left the room.

Serena lay back down and stared out of the window. As she lay there her own words haunted her. 'It makes me question what we were told.' Though much of what she had told Darien that night had been a lie not all of it was. She had been telling the truth when she told him that, she had also been telling him the truth when she had said it felt like everything she had been taught was a lie.

Knowing that Momiji and Kusanagi were soul mates touched something inside of her. Something that told her she couldn't deny the fact that she was Darien's. "I love you." She had whispered to him. She had said it out loud, it had been a lie to him, but still she had to admit that part of it was true.

Serena rolled over onto her back and stared at the ceiling. She closed her eyes and thought of Darien. His dark hair, strong hands, dark eyes that could see inside of her. His graceful smile that she had seen only twice but had memorized, the way his voice reverberated through her and made her stomach flip. How he would always challenge her but then reach a common ground with her. How he could watch her for hours and not complain. How he had held her those few nights, his warm embrace, the way that his touch warmed her skin.

"Damn it!" she yelled, she brought her hands up and covered her ears as if to block out her own voice. "I have to stop thinking about him," she said to herself. She rolled back onto her side and inhaled. It took her a moment but she suddenly smelt a faint scent, she sat up immediately. "There's no way!" she said out loud. She inhaled again and then realized that she could smell him, which meant on thing. They were creating a bond. "No this is insane!" she said laying back down on the bed.

"He didn't bite me, we didn't exchange blood, we didn't do anything," she thought. But then she remembered what Abby had taught them.

"Vampires and their mates are connected through every part of their being," said Abby. "They are not only physically bound to each other they are psychically and spiritually bound as well."

"Is that why vampires always protect their mates no matter what?" asked Momiji.

"Yes a vampire will protect their mate before themselves almost every time," Abby told them. "So the best way to take out a vampire with a mate is to kill their mate first, this will disorient and confuse them leaving you an opportunity to make the kill."

"What kind of aspects do mates share when they are bound spiritually and psychically?" asked Hermione.

"Well from studies, they can feel their mate's proximity to their own, they can feel the same sensations, smell the same smells and in mates that have a extremely strong bond they can sometimes see what their counterpart sees. Vampires cherish their mates above all other things family, food, their own lives, they will always try to protect their mates before themselves, especially the males."

"This sucks so bad," said Serena. "If Darien and I are soul mates then he's going to be able to sense me. Damn." She got off of the bed and left the room she went into the attic and started searching for a clocking spell.

"Studying already?" asked Blake as he walked into the attic with a stack of boxes.

"I'm trying to find the most powerful cloaking spell that we have," she said as she searched the shelves.

"It's already taken care of Sere," he said.

"What?"

"Sarah put a spell on the house yesterday, she wasn't about to send you all into the world alone," he told her.

"I didn't think…"

"Have more faith in us Serena," he said with a smile then he turned and went back downstairs.

Serena collapsed into a chair and closed her eyes, "Then how can I smell him?" she whispered. "I'm going insane," she said laying her head down into her hands.

"You know you've been there right?" said Hermione walking into the attic with two boxes similar to the ones that Blake had just had.

"You're not helping," Serena said.

"Okay your right, how about this for helping, I don't feel like cooking so I'm going to go out and get something what do you want?" Hermione asked as she set down the boxes.

Serena smiled, "Well since we're not in a house full of mooching girls…"

Hermione pulled into the parking lot of a large Italian restaurant downtown. It was one of their favorite places to go in the city but since they always ended up getting take out they couldn't ever really enjoy it themselves. She parked her car, grabbed her purse, and got out. She walked across the parking lot and over to the large twin doors. She pushed one open and went right to the bar to place a to go order.

After placing her order the bartender told her it would be about twenty minutes and served her a drink. She was watching the television above the bar when she felt someone sit down next to her. "You really are careless when it comes to cloaking slayer," said the man next to her.

Hermione instantly stiffened, she glanced to her side and saw a dark haired man with brilliant green eyes. "Who are you?" she in a low voice.

"I'm surprised you don't know me," he said. "My name's Christopher, I'm a slayer hunter."

Hermione stiffened, "Well I guess that means you're the one who attacked my sister."

"Yes I didn't get to finish her however Kusanagi stepped in and saved her," he told her. "You see I've been given orders to stay away from your two sisters but you seem to be free game."

"No orders to stay away from me huh, I guess that means I'm going to have to fight you off."

"I've read your file Hermione Widmore," he said.

Hermione's stopped breathing. No one knew her real name all her files had been altered by Abby when the three of them had come under her care. All her files read Hermione James no one except Hermione and Abby knew her real name.

"Surprised?" he asked. "You're mentor used strong magic to hide who you are but I was able to get through it. That's why I'm the best." Hermione took in a shaky breath but didn't move. "I know your 'sisters' names as well," he told her. "I know everything."

Hermione began to think about what the best way to get away from this man would be. She thought back to the demon arts that Abby had taught them. She quickly began to think about which one would be the best to use against this man. Her eyes shifted to him as he sipped his drink slowly.

"They wanted me to kidnap you and bring you to them for questioning but they said if you got out of hand it would be acceptable to illuminate you," he told her. "So what will it be Miss Widmore, am I going to take you in alive or dead?" he asked turning to her.

"Shakkahou" Hermione yelled right as her turned to her. A blast of burning fire was fired into Christopher in the face. Hermione jumped off her stool and ran out of the restaurant. She was in the parking lot when the felt the ground beneath her crack. She looked down and saw a wall of thorny vines shoot up in front of her. "Damn him," she said turning around to face Christopher.

His face was badly burned but it didn't seem to affect him at all. "Clever little witch I wasn't expecting that kind of power from someone who only had the power of premonition."

"You underestimated me," she said. "That was the first mistake."

"I won't make it again," he told her he held his hand out towards her and a great rush of wind blast towards her. She planted her feet down but she felt herself being pushed towards the wall.

"Son of a bitch," she said. She held her hands out towards him and yelled, "Soukatsui!" Blue flames shot towards him and burned his hand. "I'm not as weak as you think."

"We'll see about that!" he held out his hand to hit her with something else but before he could she yelled again.

"Soukatsui! Soukatsui! Soukatsui!" Hermione yelled. The fire blazed from her hand and hit Christopher directly. Hermione was breathing hard after she had thrown such power at him.

After the smoke cleared Hermione was able to see Christopher's figure against the light. "You're a powerful witch I would have to say more powerful than your sister," he told her. The smoke finally cleared completely and she saw he was bent over holding a scorched arm.

"You had your arm absorb the attacks?" she asked confused. "You won't ever be able to use it again."

"Better my arm than my life," he said with a dark smile. Suddenly Hermione saw a car lights shine behind her. "Looks like you're about to meet your match slayer," he said. Hermione turned and saw Daniel, Malachite, Kusanagi, and Zoicite step out of the car.

"Daniel," whispered Hermione as she locked eyes with him. Unfortunately this was her mistake. Suddenly one of the vines from the wall behind her shot out and pierced her stomach. It happened so fast the Hermione didn't even realize it had happened. She looked down and saw a thorny vine sticking out of her stomach and blood drenching her shirt.

She turned to look at Christopher, he had an evil smile on his face. A smile that Hermione would never forget, a smile that she wanted to wipe off his face forever. She held her hand out towards him and screamed with all her voice and all her power, "Soukatsui!" She saw the blue fire fly towards him, and she saw him get thrown back in flames.

"I think you were the one who met your match," she said. The vines behind her solidified and then shattered but the one in her stomach remained intact after solidifying. Hermione fell to her knees. She saw two men rush in front of her towards Christopher but she didn't see who it was. She suddenly felt strong hands grab her around the shoulders.

She looked up into Daniels face and felt a twinge of warmth. "You shouldn't be here," she said.

"You shouldn't be here it's not safe especially with a mad man like him patrolling the city," he told her softly.

"You set him off the leash," she said weakly.

"Not us someone else sent him here without our consent," Daniel told her examining her wound. "I'm going to have to pull this out."

"You haunted my dreams," Hermione said suddenly. "I see you almost every night, I know nothing about you, other than you're my enemy and you hunt my dreams," she said almost in tears. "Why are you always in my thoughts," she said.

Daniel grabbed her head and pulled her forehead against his. "You haunt mine too," he said. Then he pulled out the vine. Hermione screamed from the pain and started breathing hard.

"Well this is a great way to meet again," she said trying to laugh. Daniel started to laugh as well. "Maybe this is a sign," she said.

"Of what?" he asked.

"I don't know but I hope it means that I get to see you again," she said to him. Daniel took off his shirt and began to rip it into strips. He began to wrap them around her tightly to stop the bleeding. She felt another hand on her back where the exit wound was. She turned and faced Kusanagi, "Thank you."

Kusanagi nodded slightly "Momiji would kill me if I didn't help you."

"I think she's going to kill you anyways," Hermione said. She looked over at Christopher, Zoicite and Malachite were bending over him. "Is he dead?"

"Almost," said Daniel. "You're extremely powerful to have fought him off by yourself and won."

"I got lucky," she said.

"No you've got more power than we thought," Daniel said. He finished bandaging her wound and then stood he and Kusanagi helped her up. "You should be able to get home alright like this," he said to her.

Hermione looked at him stunned and confused. "You're letting me go? But he said that he had orders to bring me in."

"Yeah he does we don't," Kusanagi said. "What Darien doesn't know won't hurt him, as far as he's concerned you were gone by the time we arrived."

Hermione glanced to the other two vampires, "Will they go along with it?"

"They'll do what we tell them to do," said Daniel. He took her arm and helped her back towards her car. "You said last time that we could never see each other again, does that still apply." Hermione didn't answer him, "I mean I did save your life I think that entitles me to at least another encounter."

Hermione still said nothing as she carefully got into her car. "I'm not going to force you but it would be good to see you again under different circumstances," he said.

"You know we shouldn't even be talking like this, its technically against the rules," she said.

"Yeah well I think in this day and age the ancient rules of war can be considered more as guidelines," he said with a smile as he crouched down to her level. "I've seen you every night since that day we met," he told her reaching out to touch her face. "I dream about you all the time, and I think you do the same?" he asked. Hermione didn't respond but he knew he was right. "Hermione I think things are changing, I think the rules are changing," he said.

She still didn't respond, Daniel leaned his head against the door and sighed. "You know I love you, I know almost nothing about you but when I saw him attack you like that all I thought about was ripping him limb from limb comrade or not. I think that the witch in you had bewitched me."

"You're such a romantic," she said softly. She turned to look at him and he saw the tears in her eyes. "I've seen you almost every night as well. I've read you're file so many times I can recite it all by heart. I've searched through every archive to know more about. I fell in love with you after that first meeting but I thought that it was wrong and that it was dangerous. But when Serena and Momiji returned and said that your brothers had fallen in love with them I knew that they had also fallen in love with your brothers. I knew because I saw the look in their eyes when they spoke about them, it's the same look I've been seeing in the mirror when I think about you."

Daniel leaned in and pressed his lips to her forehead again. "I want to see you."

"We cant," she said.

"We can," he told her.

"We…." She started but then stopped. She looked up and into his eyes, "Meet in the same place as before."

"When?" he asked.

"Two nights from now," she said.

He nodded and then kissed her forehead once again. He stood and shut the car door for her. Daniel watched as she drove out of the parking lot and away from the restaurant.

"So the most powerful witch is the one who folds the easiest," said Kusanagi coming back to stand with his brother. He looked down and saw Hermione's blood on Daniel's hand.

"She has the power to see the future I think she knew that it was inevitable," said Daniel. He looked down at his hand and saw her blood. He put on finger in his mouth and tasted it, it was sweet and it was intoxicating.