Mamoru sits on his bed in London, thinking to himself. "Chiba Mamoru... Endymion... If there is no me beyond those..." He speaks out loud, "Usagi, are you accepting the Past, too?"

Usagi's in her room, going through her drawers and packing away her winter clothes. She comes across the paper bag with the muffler she made for Mamoru inside.

She pulls it out and looks at it, remembering what Luna told them all. "The love of the Princess and the Prince was ill-fated."

"Broken hearted, huh?" Usagi comments to herself, "It was decided from the beginning." She puts the muffler away and shuts her drawer.

In Zoisite's chambers in the Dark Kingdom, Nephrite pounds on the piano keys. "I can't see anything! I can't remember anything! What about my past life?!" he demands.

"Then, meet him," Zoisite says, "Our master." He starts to play Moonlight Sonata and Mamoru appears in the corner of the room, looking around in confusion. He meets Nephrite's gaze.

"You are...," begins Nephrite, "Master Endymion?"

They're glaring uneasily at each other as Kunzite walks in. "What is this meeting?" he asks.

No one seems to notice Jadeite looking from the doorway.

"So," Kunzite approaches Nephrite, "you, too, have taken up an interest in the Past?"

"Something wrong?" asks Nephrite.

Kunzite replies, "Even if you should remember," he taps his head, "the one who controls your mind will simply change from Beryl," Kunzite gestures to Mamoru with the hilt of his sword, "to that man."

Zoisite angrily gets up from his piano, "Remember, Kunzite! You remember the Past and Master, don't you?"

"You should remember yourself!" shouts Kunzite, "What did Master do?" Zoisite closes his eyes. Images flash of himself, as well as Nephrite and Jadeite, buried under rubble while Kunzite falls to his knees and screams in rage and anguish. As these images flash, Mamoru eyes start to dart around wildly, and he brings a hand to his head.

"That's why," says Zoisite, "so we don't repeat the same tragedy as in the Past. We should be alongside Master!"

"You're wrong," says Kunzite, "Everything that's in the Past, it will all be repeated." He shoots a look at Mamoru. "Before that, if I cut him down..." He starts to step threateningly towards Mamoru.

"Kunzite!" Nephrite steps forward and demands, "Leave! I shall remember the Past!"

"This is not for you to get involved in!" shouts Kunzite.

"What?!" demands Nephrite.

"You will stand down!" Kunzite shouts back, and they all start arguing.  It’s like Mamoru begins to see glimpses of them arguing in the past…

"Cut it out!"

"I know!"

"Anyway..."

"Do you not understand that either?!"

"Why don't you understand?!"

"Calm down!"

"At this rate, those two will get too dangerous!"

"What do you mean?"

"Queen Metalia's..."

"Putting them together is dangerous..."

"I know!"

"Queen Metalia..."

"That kind of talk is..."

"Cut it out!"

"At this rate..."

"Hold on!"

"Those two..."

"Anyway..."

"What do you mean?!"

"Calm down!"

"Cut it out!"

"You understand that..."

While this is going on, Mamoru has his hand to his head as if in pain.

Jadeite wonders to himself, "What are they talking about? What is this 'Past'? Master?" He looks at Mamoru, who has his other hand clenched in a fist now.

Nephrite and Kunzite continue to argue over each other in a rising disharmony.

"Stop it," commands Mamoru.

They continue to argue.

"Stop it!" Mamoru commands more loudly, bringing the arguing to a stop. "Kunzite, Zoisite, Nephrite!" They all turn to look at him in turn. "Jadeite!"

Jadeite steps forward.

Mamoru demands of them, "Why are you so imprisoned by the Past?" speaking to them as a general would his troops. "Why can't you leave it?!" For a moment, his appearance changes to that of Endymion, commanding in his white armor, sword in hand. All the Shitenno are shocked as is Mamoru, who suddenly gives himself a little shake, wondering, "Just now..."

Zoisite steps forward, "Master, your memories..."

"Master," begins Kunzite, stepping forward, "just as you have been till now, can't you hide and wait in some corner somewhere? If so, you can live quietly until the day of destruction, but if you can't..." he breaks off, a threat hanging in the air.

"Zoisite," says Mamoru, "you said it, didn't you. I am myself."

Zoisite smiles and nods at him.

Mamoru turns to look at him, "That may be so." Kunzite glares and pulls out his sword, pointing it at Mamoru, who calmly returns his gaze.

Motoki is on the phone at Crown, left arm still in a sling and right arm with spoon in hand, ready to eat the curry he has in front of him. "No, I said..." he tries to explain. "Japanese," he drawls out the word in English, and then give up and tries again in Japanese as Usagi, Ami, and Rei walk in. "Isn't there someone who can speak Japanese? There was someone boarding there, Chi-ba Ma-mo-ru." Usagi's eyes widen. "Ah! I got disconnected!" Motoki says after whoever it was on the other end hangs up on him.

"Motoki, did something happen?" asks Usagi.

"It's terrible!" says Motoki, "I got a call just a little while ago. Mamoru's gone missing in London!" Usagi is shocked.

Inside the secret room, Ami and Rei push down a frantic Usagi into a chair.

"Hey, I'm going to London right away! I want to go and look for him! He could be in trouble!" Usagi tries to get away from them, but they hold her down.

"Usagi, calm down!" urges Rei.

Sitting on the table, Luna adds, "Even if you transform, Usagi, as you are now, you're unable to go that far."

Usagi sputters in protest, "But!"

"Motoki said they filed a report to the police!" reminds Ami.

"You can't go!" insists Luna, "Didn't I say that the love between the Princess and Prince was ill-fated? You have to forget him! For the sake of not repeating the same thing as what happened in the Past. You've got the present."