Disclaimer: I don't own sailor moon. If I did the show would suck but since I don't it's awesome. I do own the character Toma Suzuki though.
Toma didn't want to think of her mission but sometimes she found it coming back even when she tried her best to block it. She just couldn't help but think of what was going to happen if she failed it. Looking up ahead, she noticed that the light had turned red and so she lazily gazed at it until it turned green. She started to break into a sweat as she started to cross the street. Her breath was getting ragged and the familiar pain in her chest reappeared. This is not the time to be coming back she thought gravely.
Stopping in the middle of the road, she held her chest and tried to bring her breathing down to normal. Her shoulder length dark violet hair was matted to her forehead, and her light burgandy eyes shown more pain than an average little kid should. She started trying to finish crossing the street when her vision started blurring on her. Oh no, she thought. This can't be happening to me!
Her vision got all hazy and before she knew it, she blacked out.
Michelle leaned against the car as Amara checked the engine. This had to be the worst time for the car to stop working now, she thought as she glanced at the work her partner was doing. Sometimes, she found it difficult to remain so calm when things like this happened but somehow she always remembered that staying calm under pressure was best and she did so.
"How does it look," she asked.
Amara appeared from under the hood and grunted.
"It might be a faulty transmission. It's figures, now we're stranding until we walk to get help or take a bus over there," Amara told her.
"It's not that bad," Michelle told her.
"Yes it is," Amara said then sighed.
"This is like the second time that the car broke down but this time we're nowhere near a place to call for help." she added.
"I see your point," Michelle finally agreed.
"We need to get a cell phone," Amara grumbled.
"And a phone book," Michelle added. " You know Pluto's not there all the time and with Hotaru being out of time with her new boyfriend."
"Don't remind me," Amara said with a glare.
Just then she spotted the little girl in the middle of the road and a car heading right for her. With all her speed she quickly scooped her up and jumped out of the way of the speeding car at the same time. The driver stopped and gave her a whole lot of cursing before peeling off down the road but Amara ignored it. She was young most likely six or seven and she looked so fragile. That's not what surprised her though. It was the fact that she looked like their Hotaru when she was that age. She had the hair and the eyes and although she didn't have all of the same features, it was more than a mere coincidence.
"Ow," Toma came to and looked into Amara's eyes which shown sympathy and scowled.
She hated sympathy. It's what gets people killed faster than an atom bomb she thought. Why did she have to do that? She suddenly realized she was on the side walk and blushed a little bit. She was being rude to the person that probably risked her life for her.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize what happened until it did," she told her.
"It's okay, what's your name," Amara asked.
"I'm Toma. Toma Suzuki," She told her.
Amara quickly set her down and kneeled to her eye level.
"Now what is a young girl like you doing here all alone," Amara asked.
"I was going home," Toma quickly said turning her head as a blush started to appear on her face.
Amara chuckled. Toma had on a school uniform. The skirt was light burgandy as well as the shirt part. The sailor part of it was white with amyst lines running down as well as on the cuffs and the bow was a deep purple. Her shoes were a light purple and the straps were star shaped. She was so adorable that Amara had a hard time not believing everything she was being told.
"Need a ride," She asked.
"No, I'll manage. I do this everyday," Toma stated.
"So you almost always get hit by cars," Amara asked curiously.
Toma seethed.
"No I walk home everyday at this exact time," Toma yelled.
"That's cute. I guess we can call you little miss. Independent," Michelle said joining Amara.
"I guess you can," Toma replied coldly.
To her horror, she thought she had hurt the aqua colored girl's feelings until she also heard the scream. Amara quickly told her to stay where she was or go home while both she and the other girl went running towards the screaming. Toma was left looking quizically, while her floating dog ball floated above her head.
To sailor uranus and neptune, it looked like the inner sailor scouts were in trouble again. Sure enough, they were tangled in what looked like energy sucking vines.
"Uranus World Shaking"
"Neptune deep submerge"
Sailor moon chanced a look and smiled in relief.
"It's about time you stop this madness, I'm sailor uranus."
"Same goes here, I'm sailor Neptune."
"Quickly, Neptune release them and I'll get the bad guy," Uranus told her.
Neptune nodded and fired another deep submerge at the vines.
"It isn't working," Neptune said shocked.
Uranus turned to the source of it.
"Who are you," she asked.
"They call me Ivory and I was sent from the hidden labortory of Kinya. Do you think you can actually stop me," she added.
Before Neptune knew it, she was tangled in the same vine that the inners were stuck in. Uranus forgot all about Ivory and went to help her partner but before she could she too was tangled.
"This looks bad," Neptune said.
Soon Mini moon began to moan and turned towards Sailor Moon.
"This is all your fault," she retorted.
"Me, if you weren't so clumsy we wouldn't be in this mess," Sailor moon defended her actions.
"Hey, aren't we supposed to work-" Sailor mars started.
"-Together," a voice finished.
Both Uranus and Neptune gaped.
"We know that voice," they both said in unison.
A/N: They get a pleasant surprise.