At long last, the fifth chapter! I'm listening to Fairy Tail Soundtracks right now :D The last chapter title was probably really stupid, but I couldn't think of anything else ^^' Maybe I should've done "Moving, Part I". Well, for the month of August 2013, almost 670 people from Canada, Germany, Australia, United Kingdom, Poland, Argentina, Philippines Puerto Rico, Ecuador, Sweden, Mexico, Chile, Malta, Russia, Ireland, Portugal, France, Peru, Italy, Malaysia, Singapore, Brazil and, of course, my home, America, have read my story! Between the 18th and 19th, there was about a 200-person difference! :D Thanks guys! You make me feel so good -w- Sailor Moon is owned by TOEI Animation and Takeuchi Naoko-sensei.

"Usagi! Usagi! You need to wake up to get ready for school!" Someone's shaking me. Did I fall asleep?

"Usagi! You're going to be late for school!"

"Wha?" I say, half-asleep. He sits me up and I rub my eyes.

"Why were sleeping on the floor? How come your hands are bloody?" I look down at my hands. Sure enough, they're covered with blood.

"I, uh, I dunno. Must've happened in the middle of the night," I say flatly.

"O-Okay." He notices my bad mood. "Well, I'll, uh, leave you to get ready. Come out for breakfast when you're done."

I go into the bathroom and wash my hands. I clean the wounds with hydrogen peroxide and wrap them in bandages. It stings. I pick the dried blood out from under my nails with the filer in the nail clippers.

I go back to my bedroom and put on my uniform, tying my hair into my two trademark odango pigtails, and walk out to the kitchen.

I look at the clock on the microwave. Six-thirty am? School doesn't start till eight. No wonder I feel more tired than usual. I open the fridge door and cringe at the sight of the leftover pancakes, and pull out the orange juice. I make myself some breakfast.

"Hey, I made your lunch for you!"

I glance over at him, holding my bento box, all wrapped up nice and pretty.

"Aren't you forgetting your lunch?"

I suppress a shudder, and clear my throat. "Yeah, thanks," I say quickly, tossing a piece of bread in the toaster.

When I finish my breakfast (it actually took a while; I wasn't all that hungry for once), I look at the clock. Seven-thirty.

"Usagi-cha~n! Let's go to scho~ol!"

That... voice...

I look at the door and through the window I see Minako and Makoto standing there.

"Come out and let's go~! Usagi-cha~n!"

I walk to the door, slip into my shoes and grab my bag. "Itte kimasu!" I call out

"Itte irashai~!" (roughly meaning: See you later!)

I open the door, and we start walking. Minako says to me, "You ready? Hey, y'okay? You look kinda tired."

I breathe in deeply and fake-laugh. "Haha, what are you talking about? I feel fine!" I laugh some more, but maybe it's overkill, so I stop. I fake-smile.

"You've always been good at that," Makoto says.

"Huh? What're you saying? Haha!"

"Pretending."

That strikes me. I grip my bag tighter. I clear my throat and smile again. "Let's go!"

"What happened to your hands?"

"Huh? Oh, that. I tripped and skinned 'em last night. They were bleeding kinda bad."

"That so?"

"You're saying I'm lying?"

"I'm saying you might be trying to not make us worry." Just like her name, Makoto's true and sincere. (Makoto: true, sincere, honest) She pierces right through my façade.

"You want me to be honest? Then, please drop the subject."

"We just worry about you, Usagi-chan. We worry for you, for your safety and well-being," Minako adds.

To be honest, I want to take a break from life. To be honest, I want to go back to yesterday morning and convince my parents not to go to the reunion. To be honest, I want to find the man who did this. To be honest, I'm done. I don't wanna leave. I just want to be done with this life! I want to be normal! I don't want all these crazy things happening to me all the time! I take back what I said in eighth grade! I don't wanna be like Sailor V!

But if this never happened, I wouldn't know Ami, Rei, Makoto, Minako, Haruka, Michiru, Setsuna, or Hotaru. I wouldn't know Mamoru. Maybe this couldn't have ever been prevented know matter what.

We continue to walk to school, in silence for the most part. I hate myself for getting mad at them like that, but at least I controlled it a little.

~A Few Days Later~

Sunday, July 5, 2013

In loving memory

Tsukino Kenji and Ikuko

In our hearts forever

is the front of the program for the memorial service. Then it has a big picture of my parents together taken from our last family photo shoot a few months ago. I can't bring myself to open it. I knew this was coming, but I'm still not ready to say goodbye. After the service, we have the wake. Then Kyou, Shingo, Grandmother, and I go to the cremation center to end it for good. I'm nervous. This all happened so fast; the days just flew. I have to leave tomorrow for Kyoto. Rei and Haruka and the others can't come because of school, but I think Mamoru is coming. At least him, that makes me feel better.

I promised myself that I wouldn't read any other fanfictions until my own gears got turning... I hate myself now =_= [EDIT]: I couldn't hold out XD I can't not read fan fictions. It's like Usagi saying, "I'm not gonna eat any food anymore as of today until I can successfully cook this meal!" We know how long that's gonna last haha! When she gets to Kyoto, the gears will start turning, I promise! I really want Tokyo to be over and done with. I'm too excited for writing Kyoto that I can't seem to write Tokyo XD I'm really weird and kinda annoying. As always, thanks for the support, y'all! Review, review, review! :D I'm putting this story up on my deviantART, if anyone wants to take a look, it's a bit different, edited, ya know? Cleverly named "FairyMoon1" XD Fairy Tail and Sailor Moon are my favourite animes, so FAIRY (tail) (sailor) MOON. And then someone always has normal FairyMoon, so I have to add the '1' :3