Author's Note: I know some of you have been waiting rather impatiently for this story. A couple of you even suggested I write a Groundhog's Day chapter (lol) but I wanted to stick with holidays that were a bit more international. So here you have the third installment of my Holiday Series. I'm thinking eight or ten chapters and a prologue and epilogue.

Prologue Note: This takes place only a few days after the battle at the end of Resolve: A New Years story. The following chapters willl take place closer to Valentine's Day.


Devotion: A Valentine's Story
Holiday Series: Book Three
Prologue


***Fiore's POV***

Fiore watched Haruki sit at the table and meet his eyes with a serious, almost grave look. He, Ail, and An were all visiting, and now, looking at the serious looks the others were giving him, Fiore felt a hint of worry. They had saved the tree only a few days before, and he thought everything was finished now.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"We wanted to let you know we have to give you a new name," Haruki said, giving a small smile.

"I'm not really sure I understand," Fiore said, frowning. He liked his name. It suited him.

"It's to keep your identity safe. You have to go to school, eventually get a job. You need a name for that. You've been seen fighting as Fiore, which means you can't use that name for every day things," Kunzite explained. "We had to make the same choice."

"But why?"

Mamoru sat down across from him at the table. "Fiore. Not everyone on this planet is good or kind. You must have watched the news and some of the television shows. We have to hide your identity, who you really are, to keep you safe."

He bit is lip and looked over at Ail and An. They were both nodding. It seemed they agreed with the others.

Kenji-san put a hand on his shoulder. "Please just trust us on this. It's for your own safety and protection. But I've changed the paperwork, and Usagi changed the memories of the teachers and students at the school. None of you will have the same last name or be listed as brother and sister. This helps all of you in that area as well."

Fiore thought about that. Their relationship was a strange one already. They were not in fact brothers and sister, but had chosen to be identified that way when they had come to the planet. He didn't want to cause trouble or be remarked. In fact, he wanted to be as completely unremarkable as possible.

"What should my name be?" he asked.

Usagi grinned. "I chose one I thought suited you," she said happily. "Tomotsu."

Mamoru smiled. "It's perfect."

"And it can be shortened," Haruki added. "Usagi likes to nickname."

"What does it mean?" he asked. He caught a gleam in Usagi's eye when she said it and wanted to know what it was about.

"To complete or to protect," Mamoru supplied. "It's perfect."

He thought about that carefully. It did suit him in a way. He had come after the others, and was determined to protect them both, and all the others who served the people of this planet. And he did complete a circle of three. Fiore nodded. "Okay, I'll use it. But what about last names?"

"None of you will have the same one. Kimura Natsume, Rin Seijoru, and Hayashi Tomatsu," Kenji supplied, writing the information down as he spoke. "As far as anyone but those who already know your identities are concerned, you are all brand new to Japan. The old records for the others were wiped out, and none but a select few remember the other two ever existed as anyone else."

"So this means we're safe?" Natusme asked.

Usagi nodded. "It took me most of a day and a night to figure out the perfect wording. I was terrified of making people forget each other completely again." She shuddered.

Fiore understood. Usagi and Mamoru had told him the story of what had happened when Usagi made a wish using the Silver Crystal after their battle to defeat Metallia without thinking it through. It had caused all of them to forget each other. Usagi had been the only one to remember, and that had been because she'd had help from Luna and Artemis. The others had all needed to be with their soulmates before they could begin to remember.

"So when do I start school? And where?"

Mamoru frowned. "I've been thinking about that. We have some options. I go to a private school for boys only. Rei goes to a Catholic private school for girls only. Usagi and the other girls go to the same school Ail and An attended before. The other guys go to the high school just behind that. Michiru and Haruka go to a private school, and Setsuna goes to another private school. You have options. Do you know how old you are?"

Fiore wasn't sure. He guessed he was around Mamoru's age, but his people had never celebrated birthdays, and he had been separated from Mother for a long time. He believed he was just over an Earth year older than Ail and An.

"Maybe seventeen?" he said finally, still unsure.


***Kenji's POV***

The paperwork was finished.

He sighed and leaned back in his desk chair, looking at the Christmas photo on the desk. It was his favorite of all they had taken just a few short weeks before. Tiny babies held in Mamoru and Usagi's arms. Shingo and Hotaru grinning on either side of Santa. All the others around them, girls sitting on the benches with the boys behind them. Himself and Ikuko were on the outer edges and the photographer had taken the picture when they had been grinning at one another.

His family had certainly grown and changed over the last few weeks. Now he had even more teenagers to worry over. It had taken time and effort, and a bit of money, but he now had guardianship of Makoto, Mamoru and the other boys, and of their newest bunch from another world.

He was thankful he was friends with a lawyer, and he and Ikuko were friends with a judge. It had all gone so much more smoothly than he'd imagined. Knowing the right people to help explain everything had been important. This was no time for mistakes.

Next door to his office was Usagi's room. She had Minako over and the two were talking loudly about a modeling job the girl's parents had pushed on her. She was another one Kenji worried over. The other girl seemed bright and happy most of the time, but whenever the subject of her parents was broached she grew pensive and sad. He got the feeling they didn't act the way they had when she was younger, and it had everything to do with her career as a Sailor V model.

He looked back down at the paperwork he had just finished. It had been a lot of work not only to take over guardianship of Mamoru, but also to allow one so young to purchase a property. It was done however, and completely paid for. He would be responsible for making sure everything went well until Mamoru reached adulthood. He didn't doubt it was a large responsibility, but the boy had been right. A centralized location that enabled them to train, to scan the city, and to work together was important.


***Ikuko's POV***

Making the decision to leave their house for the building Mamoru had purchased, or to stay and live separately from the teens had been both incredibly easy and horribly difficult for Ikuko. They had purchased their own house while she was pregnant with Shingo, and had lived there a long time. But selling the house and moving would help them protect the teens.

Doctor Mizuno had made the decision to move into the huge dwelling. There were two family wings on the first floor, and then dormitory rooms on the second, third, and fourth. All of them would be in one building if they chose to make the move. She would be near her kids, and the ones she had taken on as hers, but she might never know another moment of privacy or peace.

Kenji seemed to think the entire decision should be hers. He had stated his opinion once, but reminded her, again, that in decisions about creating a home, she ruled the nest, and where that nest was he deemed part of that. Ikuko sighed. Men could be frustrating creatures. She had to make her decision soon however.

With a sigh she turned back to her latest project. It was easier to think when one's hands were busy, in her opinion at least. She was creating a collage of photographs that had been taken of the twins. Usagi and Mamoru both seemed a bit despondent since they had left, and though she knew it was for the best the two went back into the future where they belonged, she also knew that it was a difficult thing to be separated.

Her mind twisted and turned through different ideas, but that thought stayed with her. She had two children and a nephew who were all superheroes. It didn't take much imagination to realize they could be harmed in a battle. She wanted as much time with them as possible, and everyone being together would help her reach the other teens, whom she already loved and mothered.

Perhaps it wasn't such a difficult decision after all.


***Usagi's POV***

Usagi stared into Mamoru's eyes, lost in the dark blue depths. She could stare into his loving gaze forever. He held her hand in his own, their fingers entwined, and leaned forward to kiss her gently. When their lips met, Usagi felt joy and love through the Soul-Bond. Mamoru was her everything, and she was his.

"Our first real date," Mamoru said.

"You don't count New Years?" Usagi asked, frowning. She certainly counted it.

"I didn't take you out on New Years," he reminded her.

Usagi shook her head. "Coming to a restaurant doesn't make it a date. It's spending time alone together where we focus on us."

Mamoru grinned at her. "Then we date at least once a day," he said, smirking.

Usagi had to hide what that smirk did to her. Of course she knew the moment he realized what she was feeling. His own feelings heightened and returned to her through the bond and his arms came around her waist.

"I love you Usako," Mamoru said, and took her lips again.

When she could finally breathe, Usagi stared up into his eyes again. "I love you Mamo-chan."


Author's Note 2.0: This is the third in my Holiday Series. I really hope you enjoyed the first two books in this series. Sanctuary: A Christmas Story, and Resolve: A New Year's Story.

Chapter One should be out within a day or two, and I will be releasing chapters every two or three days after that. I really hope you enjoy, please let me know what you think.