A/N: Just wanted to update and to say that I won't be updating for a while due to the new school semester. I hope you all can forgive me. Until all things are settled, will I get my creative juices back. Sorry that this might not be well thought out, but it was the only thing I could do. Not an excuse! And sorry for the mistakes you find here. Well, please read and review. Thanks!

-x-

Serena wanted to turned the room upside down looking for her diary, but not like this. The moon princess walked up into the attic one summer day in July, hoping to find some acient artifact, which in her case, was a diary; an old one from eight years ago. But upon searching for that said, dusty old book, Serena tripped over a couple of boxes and thus ended up high at the ceiling with a noose around her left leg. Everything turned upside down as she dangled from the ceiling. The blonde screwed her eyes shut and shouted for her sandy blonde lover downstairs.

Thundering footsteps echoed down from the corridor and up the steps and into the attic. Haruka stood there at the entrance, panting as if she had just ran a marathon,

"Koneko . . . what the hell?"

"My face feels like it's going to explode. The blood's rushing to my head. Dizziness now . . ." Serena mumbled. Haruka merely sighed, taking ahold of the moon princess' upper torso in one arm and her other hand held a pocket knife, cutting through the rope. In mere minutes, the noose was cut and Serena was back right side up.

"And what were you planning to do up here, Serena?"

"Looking for my diary," Serena shook the blood rush from her head and began searching around.

"Why?" Haruka wondered. The blonde continued to look through the boxes and screamed.

"Serena?"

"Scary doll!" the moon princess cried. The sandy blonde walked up behind the smaller woman and peered down into the old, dusty box and looked at the antique doll. The doll itself looked like it was still in perfect condition with its white pristine dress and a brown fur rimmed bonnet, but something was amiss and something that caused the wind senshi agree with the smaller woman. The doll was ancient alright, but its eyes were missing. The empty sockets gave the toy a creepy aura.

"That is creepy. . ." Haruka replied knowingly and straightened herself up, "but it's not going to do you any harm. Go and find your book and come down and eat."

"Fine . . . but take that thing with you. I don't want to see it," Serena pouted. The older woman smiled,

"Okay."

-x-

"So you found it?" Haruka wondered as the blonde came down the stairs. Serena nodded happily,

"Yup, found it!"

"That's good. Eat and then we'll go watch a movie later. Sounds good?" Haruka offered. Serena's eyes widened,

"Really? What are we watching?"

"Something . . . Just eat," Haruka concluded. The blonde smiled and dug into her spaghetti,

"I must be the luckiest girl in the world. First you're a hero, then you're a wife and now you're a girlfriend."

"Maybe."

-x-

"Kyah!"

"Wh-What is it, koneko?" Haruka rushed into their shared bedroom to find the blonde freaking out on their carpeted floor. Serena pointed a shaking finger at the suspicious figure at the head of the bed.

"Why is that on our bed?"

"That's weird, I thought I threw it out," Haruka lied.

"Then . . . How did it get back inside?" Serena replied with a shaky breath.

"It transported itself?"

"Not funny! Burn it . . ." Serena cried, flinging herself at the sandy blonde. Haruka sighed with a small laugh,

"Fine. I'll burn it."

Or not.