AN: this chapter has been changed a little from the original one, hopefully for the better...

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"Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while." - Princess Bride ~X~X~X~

"How could she do this? Why would she do this?" Someone sobbed. Usagi was sure this wasn't the first time, or even the first person, to ask that same thing. Blinking open her eyes, Usagi looked around. She was in a hospital that was clear. What wasn't clear was, why? Usagi couldn't seem to remember.

"Mommy?" Usagi rasped out, her head hurt, her throat was raw, and her body ached. Usagi brought her hand up to her head, and noticed two more things. Her hair wasn't in its customary buns, and her wrists were wrapped in bandages. Hair was hair, but bandages... 'What's going on here?' Usagi thought.

"I'm right here honey. Oh Usagi, you're finally awake!" Ikuko said, taking her daughter's hand. "You had us so worried. Tell me honey, why would you do something like this?" Usagi just looked at her mother, not understanding, 'Why would I do what?' she thought, shaking her head.

"Hello, I am Doctor Higurashi." A grey haired man in his 50s said, holding his head out to Usagi witch she took. "Can you tell me your name?" he asked.

"Usagi Tsukino."

"Good. Do you know where you are?"

"A hospital?"

Doctor Higurashi laughed, "Yes, you're at Azabu General Hospital to be more exact you were admitted two days ago. Do you remember why you're here Usagi-San?" The Doctor asked still holding Usagi's hand in his. Usagi shook her head her throat feeling like she had been eating sandpaper. "Usagi-San, you hurt yourself by cutting your wrist," Doctor Higurashi said touching the bandages on the hand he was holding. "And when you had lost enough blood, you passed out and hit your head," This time he touched Usagi's right temple lightly, where the pain was originating from. "You suffered meager blood loss and a concussion." Doctor Higurashi told her.

It made some since, why he was asking all those question now. That's what Doctor's do when you have a concussion. Right?' Usagi thought. But, Usagi shook her head, looking away from the Doctor, to her Mother and Father. "I would never hurt myself, there must be a mistake." She pleading with them, but neither of them would look her in the eye, and she could tell her mother, hand pressed to her mouth, was trying not to cry.

Patting Usagi's hand, "Usagi-San, can you tell me when you were born, and how old you are?" the doctor asked

'Back to the questions.' She thought. "June 30 1978 and I'm 14 years old."

"Can you tell me what year it is?"

"Why sure, it's 1992." Usagi said in aspersion.

"Usagi," Dr. Higurashi enfolded her hand that he still held in both of his. Looking at her, his face filled with concern, "Usagi-San, it's not 1992, it's 1996 and you're 17 years old almost 18, not 14. Now there's no need to worry," He was talking to all of them now. "We knew this was a possibility for there to be memory loss, it's not uncommon with head traumas. In cases such as these, the patients memory comes back in a few days sometimes longer, but it almost always comes back." The Doctor said with a smile. "With that aside Usagi is doing fine."

"Does this mean that Usagi can come home soon?" Ikuko asked, still holding on to her husband like a life line.

"I would like Usagi-San to talk to our in resident therapist, here at the hospital. She will need to come back for regular appointments with the therapist, we still don't know why she hurt herself, but until Usage-San memory comes back there's not much more we can do. She will also need to come back to make sure her wrists are healing well. With the therapist ok, I see no reason Usagi-San shouldn't be able to go home in a day or two." Dr. Higurashi told them.

Uasgi was finding it hard to follow what the doctor was telling her parents, and she couldn't quite believe she had lost her memory of the last three years.

"Yes, of course. Thank you Dr. Higurashi." Kenji said, nodding his head and clutching his wife to his side.

"Now Usagi-San, if you're up to it I believe you have a few visitors that are waiting to see you, though I think we should keep this visit short."

"I'll go out and get them if you like." Kenji says.

"Yes I would like that very much." Usagi says smiling, wanting anything else to think about then the missing time, thinking it must be Naru-Chan and Umino. So when five girls come in with Usagi's brother Shingo, who looks much the same yet older, she is not quite sure what to think. The girls start talking right away, but Usagi doesn't care what they are saying, all she can do is look at them taking it all in. Usagi never would have thought so much could change in three years, not until now when she couldn't remember any of it.

Usagi thought she might recall the girl with short blue hair from her school, and the beautiful girl with long black hair that fall past her waist, maybe a miko at a Shrine she had once been to... But the tall girl with long wavy brown hair which was tied into a high ponytail with a band that has two green balls, and the girl with long blond hair with a red bow in it, didn't ring any bells for her. Then there was the girl with pink hair in the same way Usagi wear her hair, that she was just informed was her cousin, and Usagi felt she should at least remember that. Looking at them all, feeling so very lost, Usagi finally came to someone she did remember...

"Ok so I can believe having new friends, you all seem very nice, but you all can't expect me to believe that Mamoru-San and I are friends now. I just can't believe it." Usagi finally says breaking off whatever the girl with blond hair, Minako she thought, had been saying.

Everyone looks at her for a moment, not sure what to say. "Umm, honey Mamoru-San isn't your friend..." Ikuko says looking at her daughter little sadly, and taking hold of her hand.

"I knew it!"

"Usagi-Chan… Mamoru-San is your boyfriend."

Usagi just started shacking her head, her eyes locked on Mamoru, "No.." she whispered.

"It's ok Usagi-Chan, I know this must be very difficult, but your memories will come back, and-" her mother asked.

"NO!" Usagi shouted Breaking her mother off, her eyes still on Mamoru she yelled, "I HEAT YOU! GET OUT! GETOUT!" Everyones eyes were wide, and as her farther urged them, all these strangers to leave, her mother tried to comfort and calm her down.

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Usagi got out of bad and walked over to the window to look out at the full moon. Not that long ago her family had left, and Usagi was happy to finally be alone, it was all just too much. Not only had she forgotten three years, but also she had all these new friends she had just learned the names of, and... AND she had a boyfriend.

'How the hell did that happen?' Usagi asked herself. "Just the other day we were fighting and calling each other names... but I guess it wasn't just the other day... it was three years ago..." She said aloud. She felt bad now about what she had said earlier to Mamoru-San, it was not his halt she couldn't remember, and ever though they did not get long did not mean she hated him…

Still it was hard for her to imagine Mamoru-San and her doing boyfriend and girlfriend things. Usagi tried to picture the two of them kissing, but she just couldn't do it. She couldn't even picture them holding hand! It was just too bizarre. Looking up at the moon in thought, Usagi leaned on the window sill resting her chin in her hand.

She could see herself and Mamoru-San running into each other, she could see them fighting, yelling, him making fun of her and calling her bun-head, her insulting him and calling him a jerk. And yet, Mamoru-San haven't been anything but nice to her while he was here today.

It could have been because other people had been around, but that had never stopped him before. 'I guess it could have been because I'm in the hospital...' Usagi thought, but that didn't seem right either. "And he came to see me..." Usagi sighed, folding her arms, letting her head rest on them. "Why did everything have to get so confusing?" Usagi asked heaving another sigh, and dragged herself away from the window, her back bent, her arms hanging low, shuffling her feet over to the bed.

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A Girl with long blond hair, two buns sitting on top of her head, and clear blue eyes, sat looking up at the same fall moon Usagi had just been looking at. Anyone who saw her would think the girl to be Sailor Moon, though unlike the Sailor Moon everyone knew, this girl was in all white and silver. Her tiara, instead of being gold, was silver, her locket instead of being red, was purl white. The only colors were her eyes, the same blue eyes, and her gold hair.

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