Obligatory disclaimer : Negima and the characters therein do not belong to me, they are the property of Ken Akamatsu. Sailor Moon is the property of Naoko Takeuchi. No money is being made from this, so suing me is pointless.
This is a Negima/Sailor Moon fusion story, and contains shoujoai/yuri - that means girl/girl relationships and possibly some physical action. If that sort of thing offends you, please don't read this - and don't bother reading this, then flaming me, 'cause I'll ignore you.
Romance/comedy/action - getting darker as the story progresses, probably ...
Pretty Schoolgirl Soldiers - Sailor Moon!
Part 1 - The Return Of Sailor M!
"Aaah! I'm gonna be late!" A human whirlwind tore through the dorm room, scattering clothes in all directions, as a white-furred ermine poked his head out of the underwear drawer. A head shot up to glare balefully at him, eyes of blue and green declaring their owner's intent to commit murder. "What the hell are you doing in there, you perving ermine!? And why didn't you wake me up in time for school?!"
Dodging the trainer thrown at him, the ermine hopped down to the floor, lighting a cigar as he did so. "Ane-san, I called you at least three times, and Konoka-san called you as well. You didn't answer any of us, so she left for class. Not our fault, is i - " The second trainer caught him fair and square, knocking him into the wall, as the fuming redhead finished dressing and ran out of the dorm, desperate not to be late to class - again.
The sun 's warm rays were bathing the campus of Mahora Academy in golden light, but the frantically-running girl had no time to admire the view around her. There were other girls also racing to beat the clock to attendance, but Asuna's long legs and speed, honed by many early morning paper-rounds, swiftly carried her past the crowd. Now she could see her target just in front of her.
"Konoka, you baka! You could've waited for me!"
The chocolate-haired girl in front turned her head to meet the angry glare of the taller girl with a beaming smile of her own. "Asuna, you finally made it. We're just in time," she paused to weave her roller-skates around the girl blocking their way, "I knew you'd catch up with me, so I left you to get a few more seconds of sleep."
It was impossible for Asuna to remain angry at her roommate. Konoka was such a sweet, kind soul, always with a smile on her face, always willing to help her friends, it was no wonder she was one of the most popular girls at Mahora Academy. The redhead was glad that Konoka was her roommate, instead of some of the more annoying girls in the class. Case in point : Evangeline, the diminutive vampire who had blocked their path, accompanied by her robotic companion Chachamaru. "Waddya want, fang-girl?" The tone was NOT teasing - Asuna and Evangeline didn't get on at all, the tiny blonde expecting to be treated with a degree of deference which Asuna extended to almost nobody. The vampire-mage had made her displeasure plain, and now they were barely on speaking terms.
The blonde girl glared daggers in retaliation. "Your juvenile insults don't impress anyone, especially not me! Anyway, I'm not waiting for you, so run along - don't want to keep Sensei waiting, now do we?" She smirked at the expression on the redhead's face - Negi Springfield, their ten year old teacher, shared the same room as Asuna and Konoka, and Asuna still found herself regularly annoyed at the young boy for one reason or another, with the result that she struggled to take him seriously as a teacher, especially as he had been made their class teacher instead of Takahata-Sensei, the man she was convinced she was in love with.
"Cow", Asuna muttered under her breath as the two girls ran off in the direction of the classroom. They could already hear Negi-Sensei's voice calling the register, and the door banged loudly open as they hurled themselves through to dive into their seats, anxious to avoid being marked down as late. Everyone else in the class was already there, apart, obviously, from Eva and Chachamaru.
Whew, made it just in time! I'd hate to be marked down as late again, it just wouldn't impress Takahata-Sensei. Asuna glanced over at Konoka, just in time to see her best friend look away from another member of the class.
Setsuna Sakurazaki.
Asuna didn't know the black-haired girl, she kept herself aloof from the rest of the class, but it was obvious there was history between the two girls. Konoka had been overjoyed when she'd seen Setsuna for the first time, but the shorter girl had acted as though she barely knew Konoka, and had ever since then treated the Konoe heir with cool politeness, no more. Konoka had been hurt by the rejection, that much was plain to Asuna, and the girl resolved to try to find out what had gone wrong between the two. Konoka was a friend, and she always stood by her friends and helped out if she could. She'd get the story of the two girls from her roommate, then plan a course of action to bring them together again.
But first, class. And her stomach sank as the lesson got underway.
None of her classmates knew it, but Asuna Kagurazaka had a secret. One she'd had for over a year now. One that, if she told anyone about, she would either be disbelieved, or mobbed, or possibly hunted down and either killed or arrested, depending on who did the hunting.
Asuna was a Magical Girl.
Not just any Magical Girl, either. No, she was the reincarnation of a deceased princess from a time before known history, from a magical kingdom destroyed by a demonic enemy, and a princess of another planet.
Asuna, in short, was the infamous Magical girl, Sailor Mars.
Yes, the darling of the tabloid press, at least when she showed up in her rather revealing costume and flashed her panties in battles with tentacled monsters, anyway. Less popular when those same battles ended up levelling half a city block. That's the press for you ...
Anyway, Asuna was Sailor Mars, and had a Magical Girl's companion to prove it - a talking ermine named Chamo, short for Albert Chamomile.
Said ermine was a cigar-smoking pervert with a fetish for schoolgirl's panties, but at least he talked. And knew something about magic. And could recite information about that long-lost Moon Kingdom of which Asuna was a reincarnated princess. And gave advice.
Given the result of some of his advice, that was, at best, a mixed blessing. Still, he was Asuna's advisor and she could turn to him for help.
When he wasn't poking through her panty drawer.
Down to business. The spells indicate the Moon Princess is quite close already, but Mahora is a large campus. It's going to take time to find her, unless we get lucky - and luck's unreliable. So, if I use the location spell and lower strengths, from different parts of the campus, I can try to get a better fix on where the princess might be.
Unfortunately, that means I'll have to leave these nice, warm panties. Damn.
"It's turned out a beautiful day after all, hasn't it?"
Asuna glanced over at her companion, then smiled as she looked up at the cloudless sky. "Yes, it certainly has." The two girls spent a few moments just revelling in the warmth of the sun's rays, eyes closed, clothes and hair gently ruffling in the breeze that blew across the campus. They'd originally planned to find themselves somewhere shady, somewhere under a tree, but the sunshine had been too inviting for that. Instead they'd found a nice spot to lie down in the sun, and just relax in the warmth. Gradually, they both felt their awareness drifting away ...
"Firespear!" A shaft of flame leapt from her outstretched hand towards the misshapen creature roaring its defiance at the surrounding figures. The fiery spear plunged deep into the body of the beast, and red flames erupted from the injured area. The youma screeched in pain, and tried to slash at the attacker with one of its long tentacles, but before it could strike home, a black-armoured figure leapt past her and struck off the limb with one sweep of a long, curved blade. Behind her, Mars could hear her princess casting her own spell to finish the enemy ...
Blinking in surprise, Asuna looked up at the sky, needing a few moments to work out where she was. Woah, where did THAT come from?! I mean, I know Chamo says there were nine of us back then, but he never said anything about someone in armour using a big-ass sword! And that was a guy, by the look of things! What the hell?!
She sat up, rubbing her eyes to clear the sleep still lingering in her head. Then she turned to look at her friend.
The brown-haired girl lay fast asleep in the sunshine, a smile on her face, and Asuna grinned. It never did take much to make the other girl smile, something she was always glad about whenever she herself was in a bad mood, or upset and angry. Konoka had a way of making things seem better simply by being around, and the hot-tempered Asuna had found herself becoming just that little bit more relaxed and easygoing around people than she had been before meeting her new best friend.
With a sigh, Konoka lazily opened her eyes, and grinned up at Asuna. "It's not time to go back inside yet, is it?"
"Nope, I just had this weird dream ..."
"Oh really?" Konoka shot up at that, white teeth gleaming as she smiled widely at her friend. "So, anyone cute in it?"
"Jeez Konoka, is that all you ever think ab-aargh!" The redhead jumped as if she'd been electrocuted, and Konoka turned her head, squealing in sudden fright as she caught sight of the girl standing not five feet away, gazing down at them both.
"M-Mana-san, what are you doing here?"
"Forgive me, Konoka-san, but your grandfather wishes to see you."
She sighed. Not another Omiai? Would he NEVER give up, or at least find someone better than he usually came up with? "Okay, I'm going. Bye Asuna, I'll see you later." With that, the girl hauled herself to her feet and headed reluctantly off to her grandfather's study.
Sighing at the interruption, Asuna also climbed to her feet, nodding at the dark-skinned gunwoman, and headed off towards her dorm. She had questions she wanted answers to, and Chamo was, unfortunately, her best source of information.
Mana watched them go, then turned her gaze upon another figure, a slim, black-haired girl who watched Konoka walk past, then, some distance behind, began to follow, long, thin bundle slung over her shoulder as always.
The interior of the shrine was cool, the walls blocking out the sun whilst allowing the breeze to sweep through the rooms, carrying with it the sweet scent of summer flowers and the gentle buzzing of insects. For the girl gazing into the Sacred Fire, this was the calm before the storm - she knew that both from her own prophetic dreams and from what the Fire had revealed to her.
Now her task was to ensure that those upon whose shoulders the coming war would fall were strong enough to fulfil their destiny.
The sound of two other people entering the shrine brought her head up, and she looked towards the open doorway, waiting as the newcomers entered and seated themselves on the ground. Though they were here at her request, there was still time for them to take tea with her.
They drank in silence, neither of the newcomers feeling the need to break that silence with questions that, in any case, might not be answered by their enigmatic host. When the cups were empty, they placed them down on the ground in front of themselves, and waited, no impatience showing on their demeanours.
"The Dark Queen is awakening." The miko's voice cut through the silence, but her two companions didn't flinch.
"And the Moon Princess?" The girl with long, black hair was the one to ask the question, and the miko turned to her to answer.
"Her consciousness stirs. As she awakens, the rest of the Senshi will begin to regain their memories."
"What of the Prince of Earth?" This time it was the girl with short hair who asked. The miko smiled slightly, surprising her two companions.
"Closer than you might think ... "
"I'm telling you, ane-san, there were only nine planetary princesses. Mercury, Venus, Moon, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune and Pluto. Pluto was hardly ever around - and when she was, it was usually a sign that the shit was about to hit the fan. Uranus and Neptune were often off patrolling the outer solar system and Saturn - " the ermine shuddered, "- Saturn was never awakened during the Silver Millennium. Too dangerous."
Asuna rubbed her forehead to try to ease the tension that had taken up residence there. "No guys, huh? Damn. I must've been - wait a minute. You never said anything about Earth, why not?" She slumped back down on the floor of the dorm room, frustration written all over her face. They seemed to be getting nowhere with teasing out the meaning of her dream, and she was starting to get hungry. Hunger, in turn, made her irritable. She threw her head back in exasperation, the small bells in her hair tinkling with the sudden movement. Closing her eyes, she simply turned her face to the ceiling, a frown marring her face.
Chamo sighed. He was sure he'd mentioned this before, but his charge never seemed to remember his lessons, any more than she tried to remember what she learnt in class. "Earth never had a princess. In fact, the Moon Kingdom never had dealings with Earth - it was considered too barbaric, too violent to be associated with" Though to be honest, there was something about that short history which seemed incomplete to the ermine, but for the life of him, he couldn't remember what was missing.
"Well, SOME guy was in my dream, dammit! And if it WAS a memory of the Silver Millennium, like you say my dreams often are, then he WAS there, and I WANT TO KNOW WHO IT WAS!" The flat of her hand hit the floor with a loud smack, making Chamo dive for cover - an instinctive reaction whenever Asuna got angry.
"Know who WHO was?" The girl and the ermine jumped apart as if stung as the open door admitted Konoka to the dorm room. Pushing it shut behind her, she didn't see a shadow down the corridor move away ...
"Umm, no-one Konoka-chan! Just ... um, someone I saw quoted in a paper!" Oh, quick thinking, Asuna! I mean, Konoka's really going to fall for THAT -
"Oh, okay." And with that, the brunette began pulling off her uniform. "So, what do you want to eat tonight?"
She fell for it?? "Uh, I'll leave it up to you."
"Sure!" And with that, the cheerful girl stepped into the kitchen to begin making dinner, leaving a somewhat bemused Asuna staring after her.
The girl walked across the darkened plaza, willing herself not to turn her head, telling herself that she was being silly, that there was absolutely NOTHING following her.
She didn't believe herself.
Still, this was Mahora Academy, there were security patrols all the time, there wouldn't be anything DANGEROUS here, now would there? Grandpa wouldn't allow anything to -
"Sooo, prey at last!" The voice was soft, cold, and oh so cruel. Eyes widening with fright, the girl spun to look to her left, just in time to see a dark figure leap from the shadows and throw her to the ground, the breath knocked out of her lungs before she could scream for help. Dazed, she could only look up at her attacker in horror as it loomed over her, an inky darkness blacker than the night, sickly green eyes the only thing discernible about it. It bent over her, black tendrils for claws outstretched to rend and tear as it's mouth opened, the breath like an open grave.
"Now I shall feast as I was pro - "
"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE, BUTT-UGLY!" Both the predator and the victim's heads whipped round to stare at the newcomer in disbelief.
"NEVER FEAR! SAILOR M IS HERE!"
Btw, the attacks used in this fic are NOT the same as SM - it's an AU story, in case you're wondering why.
And so the first Senshi is introduced - and we all know who it is, already! But who are the three strangers at the shrine? And who is the Moon Princess?? And how did the - whatever-it-is - get past the guards and patrols?!
Tune in next time for another exciting episode of - 'Pretty Schoolgirl Soldiers - Sailor Moon!'
