Usagi stood still in her room, a bit lost in thought. Her hand lay on her desk, and her eyes were locked on an open drawer or rather the contents inside. The drawer was empty save for one thing, a deep blue gemstone, that Usagi had been keeping safe. The gem's name was Kunzite much like the name of the man the stone had once been. Usagi still couldn't quite wrap her head around it. The fact that this stone had once been a person. But it was true, and though that person had been her enemy Usagi couldn't bring herself to dispose of the stone. That man had caused destruction, and had been the one who injured Haruka. Despite this Usagi could not find it in her heart to hate this man. It was likely that, like Mamoru, the man was being controlled. Controlled by that wicked, and wretched woman and the dark creature she served, Metellia. The thought of that woman who had been the cause of death once, and nearly caused her demise a second time strangely didn't fill her with feelings of hatred, or anger. No, instead there was only one emotion that ruled her heart when it came to this woman and the thoughts of her fate, and actions. Pity. That was what she felt, and along with it came a feeling of detachment, emptiness. No matter how hard Usagi tried she could not understand that woman or her actions. She could only look on that woman with thoughts of pity. But why? Usagi wasn't sure. Maybe it was due to the pain and suffering the woman had caused her? Usagi really didn't know. It scared her, the thought that she was so unable to view that woman as human. But her feelings towards the white haired man, who now took the form of a gemstone, were different. Unlike that woman she could empathize with that man, because he had suffered as well. Usagi didn't know why but her heart told her that the man who had been her enemy had suffered. He had suffered due to that woman. So they weren't that different after all were they?

Making up her mind, Usagi reached out and picked up the blue stone, slipping it into her bag, without a word. Usagi took a breath, before exiting her room. She was nervous, because Mamoru, or rather Endymion, had called asking for her help. She didn't know how to feel about that, sure she had said that they could be friends. But that didn't do anything towards the awkward feeling she got being around him, it didn't help the guilt either. She felt guilty, she knew this, she felt this way ever since she had rejected him. Mamoru, or Endymion, had been her prince charming in her previous life. Back then he had been the Prince of Earth, the sole heir to the Golden Kingdom. The love they shared had been forbidden as she hailed from the Moon and him from the Earth. The Princess of the Moon and the Prince of the Earth could never be together, as it was forbidden by laws, her mother, her guardian Senshi, everyone. But it hadn't stopped her, because she didn't listen. Usagi remembered when back then, eons ago, on the Moon her Mother, Queen Serenity, had forbidden her from visiting Earth, from seeing Endymion. But she hadn't listened and just snuck out to the greenery to Earth in the dead of night. In the end, everyone had been right. The love between her and Endymion had caused the fall of the Silver Millennium. Her death, along with the deaths of everyone else.

Usagi sighed, as she walked through the crowded city. Tokyo was always so busy, full of people that had somewhere to be. She too had somewhere to be, despite the fact that she wasn't thrilled about going. As she walked Usagi let her thoughts drift off once again.

It was true that the love that she, Serenity, and Endymion shared had brought the end to them all. But that was then, it was different now. Now it wasn't Serenity and Endymion. Now it was just Usagi and Mamoru, two people who called themselves friends but were acquaintances at best. Now the love she once felt in her previous life was gone. She didn't love Mamoru and she never would. She didn't want that for herself, she didn't want to have to force herself to be in a relationship with someone she didn't love. She might be selfish for it, she wasn't completely sure. But Usagi couldn't give her heart to Mamoru, not ever. But Usagi couldn't help but wonder if the love she felt now, despite being for completely different people, would bring about the same fate. This was a fear that had rooted itself deep within Usagi, as it stemmed from the dreams she continuously had and the voice that rang in her head. The voice…that called for destruction.

Usagi stood in front of an apartment door, tense and stiff, and debated leaving, but she quickly dismissed the thought from her mind. No. She had to do this, as Mamoru was asking for her help, and she couldn't deny him if he truly needed help. Slowly Usagi knocked on the door and waited. Usagi stood still, and listened as she heard the sound of footsteps approach the door. Slowly the door opened, and Usagi's eyes met Mamoru's.

"Ser-...Usagi, you came." Mamoru spoke, sounding rather surprised but Usagi paid no mind to this instead stiffening, and feeling rather uncomfortable at the way Mamoru had nearly called her Serenity. No, she wasn't Serenity anymore, she was Usagi. Just Usagi, a perfectly normal student…well that is if you discounted the whole Senshi of Love and Justice thing.

"Would you like to come in?" Mamoru spoke slowly, stepping out of the doorway, to allow Usagi entry.

Usagi blinked, and slowly nodded for some reason the question had caught her off guard. She quickly stepped inside, and took off her shoes sliding her feet into the slippers Mamoru had laid out.

It was quiet as Usagi followed Mamoru further into the apartment, and she felt awkward and was starting to regret coming. No, she shouldn't think that Mamoru had asked for help and she had to help him. She just had to.

"So, you said you needed my help?" Usagi spoke, all while looking around the apartment. Really she was just trying to avoid looking at Mamoru. Everytime she looked at him she felt guilty.

"Yes, I did. You see Sere-I mean…Usagi I was wondering if you could use the power of the Silver Crystal to help me with something."

Usagi was taken aback by this, and a feeling of dread creeped down her back. Why would Mamoru have the need for the Silver Crystal?

"O-oh please there is no need to be alarmed. I swear I don't have bad intentions…it's just…it would be easier if I showed you." Mamoru spoke, as he must have noticed the change in her demeanor at the mention of the Silver Crystal. Usagi wasn't sure whether to let herself be reassured by his words or not.

Usagi, now more alert, watched Mamoru carefully as he went over to a nightstand and picked up a glass case of some sort. Usagi found herself to be slightly curious as to what it contained, as she was unable to see from where she stood.

"These are the reason I need you to use the Silver Crystal." Mamoru said, holding the glass case in front of her.

Usagi peered at the glass case, and her heart stopped at the sight of its contents. There were three stones all varying shades of green…actually one of them was more yellow then green. But that wasn't the point! Those stones were the same. The exact same shape as the stone that lay hidden within her purse. They were magical too, Usagi could feel it. She could tell these stones were the same as Kunzite. The only difference in the stones being these were cracked, and battered looking as they would shatter any second.

"These aren't normal stones." Mamoru spoke, and Usagi turned her attention back to him, barely prying her eyes away from the stones.

"In the past, in our first lives I had four guards much like you did. They were my closest friends, and though it might be hard to believe these three stones are three of those guards." Mamoru spoke his pain, evident in his voice.

Usagi trembled, and slowly reached into her purse quickly finding Kunzite's stone and grabbing it slowly.

"You say there were four of them?" Usagi spoke slowly, staring into Mamoru's eyes, and watching the confusion in them.

"Yes…why? Ser-Usagi are you alright?"

Slowly Usagi started to pull her hand out of her purse, the stone still gripped tightly within her hand.

"This wouldn't happen to be your fourth guard would it?" Usagi spoke quickly, and pulled her hand completely out of her bag holding the stone in her palm for Mamoru to see.

Usagi watched Mamoru carefully, her whole body tense.

"Where…did you get this?" Mamoru asked, as he put the glass case on a table before he reached out and picked up the stone staring at the dark blue of the stone.

Usagi took a shaky breath,

"While we were fighting the Dark Kingdom we fought this man, with long white hair, he called himself Kunzite. The last time we fought him he tried to freeze Tokyo solid. That time he seemed so different from before when we first fought him. We beat him, but when he did his body disappeared and all that was left of him was this stone. I've been holding onto it since then. But if he's your guard I have no right to keep him. So please take him."

Mamoru turned his gaze from the blue of the stone, and looked at Usagi.

"Ser-Usagi…you'd give him to me?"

Usagi chose to ignore how Mamoru once again slipped up on her name, and nodded. She felt a bit more at ease now.

"I…thank you. I was worried I'd never find him." Mamoru paused, for a moment glancing at the stones that lay in the glass case on the table behind him.

"Ser-Usagi…please could you use the power of the Silver Crystal to try and bring them back?" Mamoru spoke in a small and weak voice.

Usagi stepped back, unsure of a feeling of self doubt, and fear taking hold of her. She stood frozen, the icy cold paralyzing hands of her fear grasping her tight as if to chain her to where she stood. Usagi could hear the soft whispers of her kinsecurities in her ear, telling her that she could never hope to achieve something that great. To reverse a magic so dark that turned four young men into stone. So what if she managed to get the Silver Crystal to work before…. Why would it ever work again? Why would it ever want to shine its light for someone like her.

"Serenity?" A voice spoke, snapping Usagi out of it. She felt her body tense, and she felt her teeth dig into her lip. No…no that wasn't right. She wasn't…she wasn't Serenity. She wasn't that person anymore! Why couldn't he see that? She was Usagi! Not Serenity! Usagi!

Usagi eyes wide, stared at Mamoru, who looked concerned. Staring into those eyes those hauntingly familiar eyes…. Usagi started to crack. She couldn't! She couldn't do this!

Usagi turned, breaking away from Mamoru's eyes and ran. She ran, darting out of the apartment not looking back for a single moment.

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Usagi ran and she ran. She kept running and running for such a long time that she didn't know how long she had been running for. She stopped, and looked around wearily. She saw a bench. Slowly she made her way over to the wooden bench and sat down. She sat down and burst into tears.

Cascades of tears poured from her eyes, easily staining her cheeks red. Usagi buried her face in her hands, hiding it away from the people passing by. They shouldn't have to see her. To be burdened by the sight of her crying like this. She really was such a crybaby. Nothing but a stupid crybaby.

Her cheeks burned, and the world around her faded away. Usagi could hear nothing but the sound of her sobs. Why was she like this? So stupid? So pathetic? Why did she run away? It was just a name a…stupid name…it didn't mean anything!

But still Usagi cried and cried. She sat there alone crying, until she felt something. A hand on her head, the feeling of fingers in her hair.

"Usagi." A soft, warm voice came. One oh so familiar to her a voice that deep down she had been desperately waiting to hear again.

Usagi slowly raised her head. She looked up still hiccuping and tears still falling from her eyes. She looked and saw a familiar shade of deep blue, a comforting shade of green hair.

"M-Michiru…" Usagi spoke between hiccups,

Michiru smiled at her lovingly, and Usagi couldn't help but continue to cry.

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"M-Michiru…"

Michiru listened to Usagi's voice come out with nothing but a soft and broken whisper, and Michiru felt her heart break for her Princess…her beautiful bright-eyed Princess who didn't deserve to be suffering like this. Never. Never did her Princess deserve to suffer like this.

Yet at the same time her heart broke…it also burned with rage. A furious rage that was born the moment she had stumbled across her Princess…precious loveable Usagi sitting on a bench in tears, her hands hiding her face. Her first thought had been to figure out who had hurt her.

Yet glancing over Usagi again, she could not see any telltale signs of physical injury. So her next best guess was that Usagi was hurting soley emotionally. Not that mattered, what mattered was Usagi was hurting, and no matter the cause whether physical or emotional Michiru would be there for the younger girl. To hold her if she needed it, tell her it was okay, and to dry her tears.

"Usagi…can you tell me what's wrong?"

Usagi looked at Michiru still crying and trembling slightly,

"I…I…couldn't…a-and he kept…calling m-me…" Usagi started stuttering and hiccuping as she spoke.

Michiru frowned at this, furrowing her eyebrows together. A boy then? A man who dared to make her beloved Princess upset? To make her cry like this?

"Shhh…shhh it's okay. I need you to take a deep breath for me, Usagi. Can you do that?" Michiru spoke, keeping her tone soft, and gentle so as not to upset Usagi any further.

Usagi nodded, and did her best to take a long shaky breath in.

"That's it. Now can you try to tell me what happened again?"

"M-Mamoru…he called me S-Serenity and I'm not her anymore! I'm Usagi! I d-don't l-love h-him! But I k-know he's E-E-Endymion…a-and I b-broke his h-heart! H-He a-asked m-me…if…I could…b-bring back his g-guards w-with the C-Crystal, b-but I don't think I can…and…and…and…I" Usagi spoke as she sobbed, with a constant stutter.

Endymion?

Michiru knew she didn't have the full picture. That was something Michiru believed she'd never have due to the fact that she had no idea who the reincarnation of Endymion was, and to be honest she didn't think she wanted to after this lest she punch him for making Usagi cry like this. There was also the fact that Usagi stated that she didn't love him, but it didn't because Michiru already knew that Usagi fell in love with her and Haruka. She knew this, and Haruka did too. Michiru also knew that she and Haruka loved Usagi as well, and she knew she would give anything for her Princess. Right now, Michiru wished she could comfort Usagi with more than just words. She wanted to hold her Princess close, and give her anything she wanted until she was happy again. No matter what that would be.

"It's alright…it's alright, Usagi. You're okay you don't have to be near that man if you don't want to."

Usagi hiccuped once again, and tried to catch her breath before speaking,

"B-but I t-told h-him we c-could be f-f-friends! I-I…b-broke h-his h-heart."

Michiru looked at Usagi, a warmth in her eye and she spoke conveying her feelings with every word she spoke,

"Usagi, it's alright. You should not be blaming yourself for not loving someone. You love who you love, and you can't force yourself to be with someone you do not love." Michiru paused a minute before continuing to speak.

"If he really wants to be your friend then he'll respect the fact that you need space."

Michiru let her hand fall from Usagi's head where it had been placed in her hair to the side of her cheeks. Michiru smiled at Usagi, and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"M-Michiru…t-t-thank y-you for this…for being here." Usagi spoke, quickly leaning forward and grasping onto Michiru holding her tightly.

Michiru smiled, as Usagi hugged her, and she placed a hand on the blonde girl's back, rubbing it gently.

"Michiru?" Usagi spoke after a good few minutes, her voice still a bit weak, but it appeared the stuttering stopped.

"Yes, Usagi?" Michiru was smiling as she spoke. Waiting to hear what her blonde Princess had to say.

"You, and Haruka mean so much to me…" Usagi's voice came after a minute no louder than a whisper. If there was more she wanted to say she didn't but Michiru suspected she already knew what that would be.

"I know, Usagi. We'll always be here for you, okay?"

She felt Usagi's grip on her tightened as a soft reply was heard,

"Okay."