Chapter 4
May 2nd, 9:20 a.m.
Usagi
    It was the end of the first period, so I had time to chat with some buds of mine in the hall. Then we stormed into the Algebra classroom just before the bell rang.
    Whew!
    I sat at my desk. There was a free seat at my left. I was always wondering when somebody will finally take it...
    I opened my notebook and began doodling at the last page...
    I heard someone walking into the room and apologizing to the teacher for being late, because she was talking with the teachers and then couldn't find the classroom...
    Suddenly, that someone, which turned out to be a girl slipped into the free spot beside me.
    Wait. I don't know any girls with white ponytails in my school!..
    CHIBI-USA??!??? (Paranoid...)
    I whirled around my eyeballs...
    OCH — OOCH — POUCH — ?! That Poochi-something's in my class!? No way!! That's too cruel!!! I don't believe it!! God, don't you dare!.. Don't do this to me!! PLEASE!
    But He dared. And He did. And she was sitting there. And she wasn't burned to ashes by some lightning.
    Shit.
    I wish I'd have Superman's eyes...
    Next period turned out that she was in my class, too. And she sat at my right.
    Darn.
    The fourth period she claimed the desk behind me.
    Goddammit.
    Then before me.
    Holy shit.
    Then again at my left, because there was always some free spot around me.
    F — !! (I better not say it.)
    Thus, in all my classes was Ouch-something.
    @#$%^&*!!!!!!
    When it was the last period, Biology, I was totally freaked out. And super-tired. I was dying to get out of there!.. Just some more 45 minutes, Usagi, and you'll be finally FREE!!
    I was supposed to be reading an encyclopedia about worms-suckers at the school desktop, but it was SO boring and sucked (literally) so much, that I opened a graphic editor and started sketching two hearts with the mouse...
    "Ms. Tsukino?"
    "Huh!?" I jerked my head up.
    Mr. Mitsubachi (the teacher) has asked me something. (By the way, his name fits him perfectly! 'Bee'! That's right... But 'Bumblebee' would be better! Small, glassed, balded, Japanese guy in his 45's.)
    Maybe he noticed that I wasn't reading?!
    I quickly closed the program and dragged up the encyclopedia: "Um, yeah?"
    "Ms. Tsukino, tell me of how do intestinal worms breed."
    I blinked.
    Excuse me, what was he talking about??
    "Uh, how do suckers do WHAT?" I croaked.
    "Ms. Tsukino, I have asked you to tell me about the intestinal worms' reproduction system."
    I held my breath.
    He wanted me to talk about IT in front of the WHOLE CLASS?! Guys and all?!??
    Giggles spread around.
    Besides, I had no idea of how do they — , how do they — , they -, well, how do they DO that!!! I just skipped the entire unit!!
    I opened my mouth.
    All the guys were eagerly leaning toward me.
    Perverts!!
    A hand was raised at my left.
    Mr. Mitsubachi looked at the student. "Yes, Ms... Miss... Miss..?"
    "Tsukino," the girl helped him.
    TSUKINO?! Oi. That's — ! Och — !! Pooch — ! Ouch — !!?
    The teacher nodded. "You would like to help your sister, Ms. Tsukino?"
    SISTER!?
    "My cousin," she corrected him. "And yes, I would like to help her."
    "Well, go on."
    Ochi-something stood up and solemnly started explaining how do suckers breed, using all the fancy words to describe the process.
    I was sitting there, red as a boiled up lobster.
    And not a single hint of stammering or blushing showed on her face!
    Saint!
    She finished and sat down.
    The class was silent. No one could utter a single word.
    Even the teacher.
    A guy's voice from behind me broke the awe: "Excuse me, but what does actually the word 'hermaphrodite' mean?"
    Oiiiii...

    Boy, how I want to shoot Umino!! I mean, for his last replica! 'Excuse me, but what does actually the word 'hermaphrodite' mean?' Is he an idiot?!! There are dictionaries, after all! And asking THAT in front of the whole CLASS!.. I don't want to think about it. But the worst part was that Ouch-something explained it all perfectly to him! Right there! And didn't even BLUSH!
    Eww...
    Okay. I don't want to think about the whole accident. I'm in too good a mood. We're going to a cool new disco club! Yippeee!!
    So I flew open Rei's sliding door.
    There was no one. No one inside the living room.
    "Oohh, wow!!.. Just look at that!!!.." That was Makoto's excited squeal from the left corner.
    I peeked there.
    There was gathered the entire pack. I mean, all the girls. And they were crowded around something, oohing and ahhing.
    "Oh, yeah! Now look at my newest one!" said a voice.
    I KNEW it...
    My suspense grew, and I leaped to the crowd: "What's going on in here?!?!!"
    The girls sprang off like scalded.
    In the corner was Chibi-Usa, exposing her lower-back (BUTT) tattoo.
    "Chibi-Usa!" I threatened. "What are you doing!? What are you ALL doing here?!!"
    My daughter solemnly pulled up her bell-bottoms: "Nothing."
    "They're not letting me see it!" came Artemis's whining voice.
    Minako glared at him: "Artemis, behave!"
    Luna looked at me from the couch, batting her eyelashes sarcastically. "Oh, what were we doing?.." she asked. "We were just admiring Serenity!"
    "Yeah," Rei added, plopping down next to Luna. "We were admiring what a nice daughter you raised, Usagi! Tattoos and all, I mean."
    I pressed my lips tightly together. "It wasn't ME who raised this... this... Okay, her." I pointed at 'her'. "And since when you're calling her 'Serenity'?"
    "Since I came here," answered Chibi-Usa. "'Chibi-Usa' sounds, like, too kiddish."
    "Stop using slang," I told her. "And keep your shoulders straight. Don't slouch."
    She sized me up.
    Ami spoke up: "But I think that Usagi-chan is right. 'Serenity' sounds too... too..."
    Chibi-Usa grimaced. "Ami, whatcha hintin' at?"
    I didn't like how it sounded...
    Minako thoughtfully glanced at the ceiling: "Maybe we should think up a good nickname for you..."
    "Like?.." Makoto prompted her.
    The inspiration washed over me!
    "'Serena'!" I announced.
    Everyone looked around: "Where???"
    I blinked. "Who??"
    "What're you talking about at all?!" Rei demanded.
    "See?" Chibi-Usa wrinkled her nose at me. "It sounds like 'siren'!"
    "Suits you well," I commented. "Like the police one... Oh, no, no!!.. I got it!!! The mythological siren! You know, that mermaid or whatever of a girl who tempts the guys?.."
    "YOU!!.." She flared up.
    Ami came to the rescue by suggesting: "Maybe that would be 'Serenie'?"
    "Yeah!!" the cats and the girls grinned like that pink cat from 'Alice in Wonderland'.
    "Nah..." Chibi-Usa shook her head. "It's, like, 'small siren'!"
    "Exactly." I nodded. "Tempting small guys."
    "Shut up, Mommy."
    "And besides, you're not any 'Serenity'," I reminded her. "You'll always be 'Chibi-Usa' for me!"
    "Duh..."
    "CHIBI-USA! Look at the manner of your speech!! Look how you're speaking to your mother!"
    "Huh? What's wrong with it, Mommy?"
    "Nothing... By the way, Chibi-Usa, what the hell are you doing here??" I suddenly  remembered. "You said you came here to ask me something; well, I told you what you wanted to know, now get outta here back to the future!"
    Ami touched her mouth with her hand in horror: "Usagi-chan!.."
    "Shut up, she's not your daughter! Anyway, Chibi-Usa?.."
    "Well..." She looked out of the window distractively, then back at me. "Actually, I came here to bring you and Daddy back together."
    Daddy??..
    "Daddy's all right," I replied.
    She slapped her forehead. "Not YOUR Daddy!! MY Daddy! Mamo-chan! To bring YOU and Mamo-chan back together!"
    "WHAT!! NO WAY! I won't! Only after I'll die!" I waved my hands no.
    A sly smile formed on my daughter's face. A golden crescent moon gleamed on her forehead; dazzling light hit my eyes, and I passed out.

May 2nd, 3:17 p.m.
Mamoru
    I slid open Rei's door: "What happened??? Is Usagi all right?? Where's my Usagi????"
    Rei flew up to me and happily greeted me with, "Oh, hi, Mamoru!! Come on in!!!"
    I stepped inside.
    On the floor beside the table was lying lifeless and spiritless Usagi.
    The girls were sitting around her, grinning with joy.
    Did they ask me to come to celebrate Usagi's funeral??
    I leaped to them: "What is it with her?!? What happened?? Usagi!! Usagi!!!"
    I lowered to my knees and took her in my arms.
    "You all right?? God! Usagi!!"
    I cupped her face with my hands.
    I was about to start doing CPR, when a voice broke in: "I thought you broke up!?.."
    I slowly turned around.
    Next to Rei was standing... something.
    I mean, someone.
    Wearing very baggy, military pants, exposing her navel;
    High, black platforms;
    Transparent, black something over... lacy, black... bra.
    On top of that was a brown-eyed and white-pigtailed head.
    "Who you??" I blurted out.
    "You can't even recognize your own daughter!" that something accused me. "Shame on you, Daddy!"
    I didn't get it.
    "So you're the older sister of Chibi-Usa???" I asked.
    Her smile faded. "I'm Serenity!"
    "HUH?"
    She gave up. "I am the one you call 'Chibi-Usa'."
    "CHIBI-USA!!?"
    I couldn't believe it.
    "What have you done to yourself???!" I screamed. "How could you!!! What have you turned into!!!!!" I noticed something on her hand and grabbed it. "You have got a FINGER tattoo!!!!! Oh, my God!!! Who let you do this!!!!!!!"
    "You. And Mommy." My daughter grinned.
    "Mommy??"
    "Anyway, I'm here to bring you and Mommy back together!" she declared.
    I absolutely didn't get it.
    I blinked. "Mother?.. My mother is dead a long time ago," I told her.
    Chibi-Usa rolled her eyes: "Not YOUR mommy!! MY Mommy! I mean, her!" She pointed at Usagi, whom I still was holding.
    I recoiled from her.
    "No!! No way!" I shouted. "I'm not going to make up with her! We broke up!"
    Chibi-Usa smiled slyly.
    A crescent flashed on her forehead.
    Stark light hit my eyes.
    I fainted.

May 2nd, 3:23 p.m.
Serenity a.k.a. Serenie a.k.a. Chibi-Usa
    Mommy was slapping Daddy's cheeks, crying: "Mamo-chan!!.. Mamo-chan??.. You okay??? Mamo-chan!!"
    Daddy finally regained consciousness.
    "Usagi! Quit it! What are you doing!" he yelled out the moment he saw Mom. "You are acting idiotically!"
    She staggered back. "But Mamo-chan! I was worried that something happened to you! I was just... just..."
    "You are doing such stupid things!" He sat up on the floor.
    "Why I'm doing stupid things?!"
    "Because you're a CHILD! You are acting the exact same way children do!"
    "You!.. You!!.. Mamo-chan!!! I hate you!!" Mom shouted.
    "And I would like you to know how much I hate you!"
    "You!!!"
    "Yes, you!!"
    "Hate ya!"
    "Same here!"
    Etc., etc.
    I slapped my forehead. It'll take a much longer time than I thought it would...
 

TO BE CONTINUED... Part 2 - Do you know what's the day today?
Index
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By May K. Lunnaya

Based on the characters created by the author and Naoko Takeuchi.

This is a work of fiction. The characters*, incidents, and dialogues are products of the author's imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

* — BISHOUJO SENSHI SAILOR MOON, characters, names, and all related incidia are trademarks of Naoko Takeuchi, Kodansha Ltd., TOEI Anime Co., TV Asahi, DiC & (c) February 1992.

* — BISHOUJO SENSHI SAILOR SILVER MOON, new characters, new names, and all related incidia are trademarks of May K. Lunnaya.

Copyright (c) March, 2000 by May K. Lunnaya. All Rights Reserved. No part of this publication may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

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