Usagi's eyes were glued to the clouds of mist that wove around her and obscured her surroundings "Hello?" Her voice echoed and she shivered as the sound set her teeth on edge. She sees a dark figure in the distance and without really understanding why, Usagi pressed forward towards the blob to see who else shared this strange landscape.

"Hello?" she tried again.

"Who are you?" a sharp curt voice rang out from ahead.

"My name is Usagi, do you know where we are?" she glanced around to see if anyone else shared this dreamland.

A glint of light caught her attention and a moment later she realized she stared at a gun pointing in her direction. On reflex she held up her hands in surrender. "Please don't hurt me, Heero." Shock made her eyes widen and her jaw drop. How did she know that name?

The figure took another step forward the gun trained on her heart. "How do you know my name? Where are we? If you don't answer me, I will shoot you." the clouds had finally faded enough for Usagi to realize that she talked to a boy similar to her own age.

"Do you want to shoot me, Heero?" she took a timid step forward as she studied him. This was their first meeting, but the emotions his prussian eyes stirred inside of her were completely new. She felt as if she would do anything for him, and for some strange reason, she felt he would do the same.

Heero's gun descended a few inches, but his posture still spoke of his mistrust. "Usagi," he word sounded odd coming from his lips but it sent a shiver of pleasure through the girl. "Usagi, I do not want to hurt you, but I will shoot if you do not tell me what I want to know. How do you know my name?"

Usagi shook her head causing her blonde hair to sway with the movement. "I don't know, it just came to my mind, like a lost memory. I've never met you before but…" her nose scrunched as she studied him closer. "I still feel like I know you, Heero." She tilted her head to the side and gestured to the space around them, "As for where we are, I think that's easy to tell. We're in a dream." She blinked and giggled. "I guess that makes you my dream guy, Heero!"

Heero closed his eyes for a long moment and finally brought the gun all the way down. "A dream?" the girl's words might be true, but he found it hard to accept everything at face value. He shoved his gun in the waistband of his black shorts and crossed his arms as he glared sternly at her. "You are not my dream girl, Usagi."

The girl reacted as he if had slapped her as her silly smile faded from her lips and she mirrored his posture as her hands too came up and crossed over her chest, though her position was one of hurt rather than sternness. "Heero," she whispered and took yet another step forward. "Please don't hurt me anymore…"

Heero replied with a noncommittal grunt but kept his eyes focused on hers. "Why do I feel?" he demanded his voice soft but still cold.

"Do you feel it too?" She raised her head in a slow manner as hope lit up her face. "Heero, this is going to sound crazy but… I think I love you." She took a step closer again and found herself an arm's length away. "Please, you have to feel it too! Even if you are just a dream, I know you love me too."

"Love?" Heero spat the word. "I wasn't trained to love." He paused and studied her for a moment. "If this is a dream, then maybe you're right." He took a step towards her now and bringing up a hesitant hand he traced the contour of her cheek. "If what I'm feeling is all a dream…"

Tears of joy came to Usagi's eyes at the touch. It felt like this had been what she had came to this strange place for. This touch was everything she had ever wanted. "Heero, I love you." Like a cat she rubbed her cheek against his hand.

Heero replied by withdrawing his hand completely and observing her once more. "Usagi, if this is a dream then it's too late for you. I'll corrupt you." His dark blue eyes contrasted with her light.

Before she could react Usagi found herself pulled closer in a gentle hold she had never dreamed this boy was capable of. She wanted to question what happened, but before she could her lips were captured by his own. "Heero," she whispered as she gave herself into the kiss and looped her arms around his neck. "I don't care if this is just a dream, I never want to wake up, Heero please don't leave me."

Heero shook his head as he brushed a kiss against her forehead. She felt real, not like a dream. It unnerved him to a certain degree. "Usagi," his voice shocked him as even he heard the strain of emotion that came with it. Whatever spell had been wove on him he never wanted it to end. Being normal and happy like this was truly his biggest dream, one that he knew would never come true. To make this girl happy he took the biggest chance he had ever taken in his life, "I love you," he whispered before pulling her towards him for another kiss.

Usagi woke up with a start as she realized she was suffocating. Her face was buried in a pillow. She turned her head and with a timid hand she traced her lips. They still felt as if they were swollen from the previous moment's heated kisses. "Heero," his name left her before she could even think about it and tears of disappointment stung her eyes. He had not been like any other dream guy she had ever dreamed about, but he had moved her heart in a way like no other.

A black cat leapt onto the bed and studied the girl with concern. "Usagi, who is Heero?" She too looked around the room trying to spot this stranger. "Is it an enemy?" She noticed the tears and crimson eyes widened in shock. "Usagi, please don't cry!" all worry over who Heero was vanished as the young feline tried to care for her charge.

Usagi took a deep shuddering breath as she tried to blink away the tears. A dream had never hurt so much to wake from before. "I'm fine, Luna," she reassured with a soft pat on the cat's head. She made a big show of snuggling deep under the covers and pretended to sleep until she felt the small cat fall asleep. She pressed a hand to her lips again and sighed. She suddenly felt like nothing she could experience in the real world would ever match what she had felt for Heero. 'I wish you were real…' she brushed new forming tears from her eyes and let herself drift back into a restless slumber.

Heero sat up in bed with sweat trailing down his chest. He could still feel Usagi's lips on his own, a very haunting sensation. His eyes darted back and forth around the small cramped area. One of his communicators had been set off and the fuzzy static had been no doubt what had woke him up.

Feeling flustered he ran a hand through his tousled dark brown hair and glared into the darkness. He didn't like having feelings, even if they were in a dream. It didn't fit him. He didn't deserve happiness even if it wasn't real. He had been through much and done too much to ever deserve that.

'Still... If you really are real, Usagi. I hope you stay away from me forever. I would only hurt you.' He sighed heavily and rolled over to his side as pulled the thin covers up again covering his toned frame. If he was lucky maybe one day he would experience that perfect dream world again. As he started to drift off to sleep and was in-between the point of being completely asleep and awake he felt a small smile play across his lips.

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Author Notes: Hey guys! Long time not see for many of you… Anyway, since Poka and I are bringing back The Sailor Moon Crossover Archive, soon to be available at .net since .com is taken by a car company… The original version of this will be posted as well as some other old stories I have that will be published in all their scary badness, but I'll eventually revise them all.

We're looking for authors who would like to be included as well so if you know a great story that you think should be on the future site, let us know so we can contact the author and ask for permission.

Hope you like the revision, and the current plan is to attempt to get one chapter of this out a week since the original was pretty short. Please let me know your thoughts and thanks for reading. It's flattering that people read the drivel I've written and I hope I can make it up by crafting better stories in the future.