Title: Twin Idols

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon or Gundam Wing, nor am I Japanese in any way...in fact I'm 5'9.

Rating: This chapter is Pg.

Summary: After the war with the Gundam Boys, the senshi are forgotten. Settling into a comfortable life Minako and Usagi become Idol singers. But what if not everyone has forgotten about the senshi and plan on doing something the Gundam boys just can't allow?

Ruby: Hello! I'm Ruby Neko! Some of you have already read this story, until the fatal moment when I stopped updating. Well, I know this is the second time I have done this but, and I did this all in one night to stop my procrastinating, I reread and revised this story. I am one year maturer, so hopefully that shows in my writing, and hopefully once and for all I will finish this story. I would be a hypocrite if I didn't anyway.

" Oh come ON!" begged an excited Dou.

He had his hands clasped together and was kneeling on the ground with both knees, already wrinkling black jeans. His bangs over violet-blue eyes tearing up as his eyebrows arched forward, giving Heero his best puppy dog look and it would have worked, really it would have worked so well that would have been a great time to ask for a puppy or Wufei's kazana, if only Heero was a girl.

But he wasn't. He was calmly sitting back in an arm recliner chair, furiously typing away on his laptop and treating Dou as if he was merely an annoying fly buzzing around the room making repeated buzz, buzz sounds.

There was a concert going on tonight, a well-known concert with beautiful ladies and lots of beer, but a concert nonetheless. He was begging Heero to go, so they all could go. If Heero didn't think it would help any mission, then there would be no reason to go and no one would go. End of topic.

Heero's eyes hardened, just a tad, as Duo's whining increased tenfold. There really was no reason to go, he tried to reason with himself. Even if they had not had a mission in months, they might get one while they're gone. Perfectly good reason not to go.

Heero internally shook his head. He's been living with Duo and the others for way too long, or maybe it's just Duo. Reasoning with yourself when you already know the answer is not good. Duo was making him soft. Maybe he should just ask why he wants to go so badly, or repeatedly bang his head against the desk to get him to shut up. He's like the all too known energizer bunny for gods sake, he just keeps going and going no matter how long you ignore him.

Without him even asking, Duo decided to put it upon himself to tell him the reason anyway.

"The two most beautiful idols in all the colonies, even Earth, are giving a concert! Who knows when we'll would be able to have another chance to go to a concert, for all we know your computer could have a message about a mission right now! Even though I hardly doubt it would take long. What is there to do anyway? Kick police men out he donut shop?"

" No."

"No to the police men in the donut shop of the concert? Cause someone is gonna have to kick the policemen out eventually."

Wufei, coming in from the kitchen, decided know was the best time to stop the energizer bunny. "Maxwell, can't you take a hint? Yui doesn't want to waste his night listening to onnas who can't even sing in the first place, give out a concert."

"First of all, Wu-man, Minako Aino and Usagi Tsukino can sing. Second of all, not only that but they can sing in tube tops and mini skirts!"

"Figures, a hormone driven American teenager like you, would only want to go to the concert because of their bodies. For goodness sake, why don't you just go to a strip club and call it a night, save all of us the trouble!"

At the mention of a strip club Quatre came in from the kitchen, heard the conversation and blushed, then went right back into the kitchen.

"You shouldn't talk Wu-man! Cause the last time I checked you were a 'hormone driven teenager' too. Maybe not an American, but definitely hormone driven." Wufei's face turned red with rage as he walked, more like stomped, his way over to Duo.

"Maxwell there is no way, no way, I'm just like you!"

"I didn't say like me just like every other teenager, excluding Heero!" Heero grunted but didn't look up from his computer, didn't even cease typing. Wufei scoffed.

"I am in no way similar!"

"Oh yeah, then what was that yellowish-white stain on your pillow huh? Had a good dream, with hormones?"

Wufei's face if possible, went even redder than before from embarrassment up to the roots. He stumbled over his words and finally decided to just leave while he had some diginity left. And poor Quatre, tried again to enter the living room but heard the conversation. This time though his face was as red as Wufei's and was frozen to the spot. His face was the mix of embarrassment and disgust as if to say eww.

Trowa, who was calmly watching everything, called Wufei before he could make it to the stairs.

"Wufei, if you are going to spend yourself please do not do it on Quatre's sheets, since he was so kind to let us stay here."

Wufei went upstairs to his room and there was silence. Quatre's face was staring to go back to its peachy color and Heero kept on typing, and Trowa went back to the book he was reading before all the commotion. Duo just pouted, then coughed and Quatre was torn. He didn't know whether it was safe to stay or better to go back into the kitchen. He opted to stay.

"You know, I'm still waiting to here a positive answer towards the concert!"

The buzz, buzz continues, but apparently Trowa didn't hear because he was the oh so kind one to ask Duo about the concert he was talking about.

"There's a concert given by The Twin Idols and I wanted to go. You know how Heero won't do anything unless it's mission related. But why does it have to affect us? Why can't we just go?"

"I'm going to have to agree with Dou. When was the last time we did something that wasn't a mission?"

Dou nodded his head. "Right. See, Trowa is reasonable. We can't do anything fun unless it's a mission given by Dr. J even then its work first."

Just then Heero's laptop Beeped and the screen started blinking. It was a message from Dr. J.

Heero and all other former Gundam pilots,

Go to the concert given by the Twin Idols. There you shall receive your mission.

Dr. J

Duo and Quatre went to read the message after Heero, both had a look of surprise on their faces.

"Well I'll be damned."

Heero then and there accepted the mission, knowing he and the others were stuck going to the concert.

Dressing up into the outfit she found on the vanity already there for her, she took the time to look over the outfit.

Ironically it seemed just like her sailor fuku. Except without the bows and the base was black and skin tight with a white skirt. There was also a dark blue jacket that went halfway down her torso and also complimented her eyes.

Minako came in wearing the exact same thing except a light blue jacket.

Here, so far into time after the battle with Galaxia the sailor scouts found out there was no use for them, especially after the war where the Gundams took over.

Not expecting turmoil the scouts settled in the new advanced world. Minako and Usagi registered as cousins and went into business together. They tapped into theirs powers when they sung and they sounded beautiful, especially in harmony. But since they look so much alike, the managers wanted them to be 'Twin Idols', thinking it was perfect.

They took full advantage of that and soon after two years they became really popular. They did tours between the colonies and Earth.

" Hey Usa-chan," Minako grinned, " You ready for the concert?

Usagi looked up to Minako, a smile on her face. " You bet, lets get the show on the road!"

They walked down the corrider backstage, and they could hear the audience getting louder.

Ruby: Cool, thanks for reading the first chapter, for some of you, again. But it will all pay off, I swear.