Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon

A slight gush of wind swirled around a certain girl who was holding a violin case. The said person had shining aquamarine hair that gleamed in the sunlight and cerulean eyes that had the same intensity as the ocean.

She looked down at her watch and sighed at the time. She shouldn't have trusted Haruka to be on time to pick her up. Knowing Haruka, she was probably flirting with a girl at the race track.

Michiru put her violin case down next to her gently, as her fingers were getting sore from clutching it. She sat down on the edge of the fountain, basking in the sunlight with her eyes closed.

'The sea is stormy'

When she opened her eyes, gone was the serene and smiling girl, in her place was a girl who had a duty to do, a burden to carry. She quickly placed her violin inside some bushes, hiding it from sight. Just because she was a Senshi did not mean that she had to throw away everything else.

Michiru rapidly ran to where the sea was calling her, though she wasn't as fast as a certain blonde. She arrived at a mini golf course where she saw another distorted monster strangling little kids. She mentally sighed and went into a little cave that was part of the course and transformed into Sailor Neptune silently. She dashed out to where the monster was.

After Sailor Moon had cleansed Galaxia, there had been peace, well at least for a little bit. In that period, Haruka and Michiru's careers had thrived, with races and concerts once a week or more. They had also been able to spend time as a family with Hotaru, who was growing up just like Haruka, and Setsuna more. But then, new monsters had struck, all of them looking like children's dolls with unpainted faces.

They could only say one thing, which was Junichi, Junichi, and Junichi. It got pretty annoying after a while. At first, the monsters seemed like easy opponents and the Senshi had let their guard then.

But, they had quickly learned that the Junichi were formidable warriors. They would waddle around, like big blundering fools, inviting you to attack them. However, as soon as you were within a close range of them, they would start feeding you hallucinations.

It wouldn't be too bad, but there was another thing to them. They could read your minds, and dig for your fears and dreams, giving them the upper hand.

The first one to be seduced by the Junichi was Minako.

They had given her the delusion that she was an idol with many male fans. The other Senshi could see this, because no matter how many Junichi there were, they were only able to conjure up one thing at a time.

Thankfully, they had been able to bring Minako out of the forced illusion just in time.

So now, they were all wary, traveling in groups, so each person would have at least another person to keep their head clear.

Or, at least, they should have been traveling in groups. Michiru was a bit bitter about the fact that Haruka wasn't here with her to fight beside her, but she would have to make do herself.

She skipped the usual formalities that their Princess had insisted on, and attacked the Junichi head on. This one had bouncing yellow curls and a cute little red dress that had strawberries on them.

'Chibi Chibi would have looked so cute in that'

Michiru let herself reminisce about the long gone girl, but regretted it a moment later.

When she had hesitated, the Junichi had taken advantage of it, searching in her enemy's mind. Although the other Senshi, excluding Rei, couldn't feel it, she knew when the Junichis were going through her mind. It was an unpleasant sensation, it feeling like someone's hand was squeezing everything out of your mind.

She shook her head, trying to rid herself of the feeling, when she took note of the illusion she was now in. It looked similar to the dreams she had when the Silence was approaching. She cautiously took some steps, familiarizing herself with the place, when she heard a shriek of pain.

She immediately stopped, with her eyes wide. She knew that scream, it was one she heard many times at night, what was it doing here?

Michiru bolted to the location of the scream, seeing red, with her heart pounding in her ears. She stood, dumbstruck at the sight before her.

In front of her, was her love, strapped to a red board that had seemingly come out of nowhere, with a blue mirror before her chest.

She watched with wide eyes, as a blue haired girl in a puffy sweat suit, thrusted her head into the mirror, and as her love shrieked out once again.

She kept watching as the girl pulled her head out with an annoyed look, and prepared to make the killing blow.

She felt herself, sprinting towards the two of them, with only the thought of saving Haruka in her head.

"Abunai!" she yelled, knowing that she would probably not make it in time. But the wind seemed to support her, in fact, shove her to where the blonde was, and in a last spurt of speed, she raced toward her lover.

At the same time, the blue haired girl was pulling her arm back, ready to jam her knives into Haruka.

Michiru was almost there, but she knew the girl would kill the blonde before she would completely get there, so in a final act of desperation, she thrust out her arm, to try to shield her lover's body.

And then, everything went black.

"MICHIRUU!"

A/N Okay, I know I shouldn't be starting another story but I wanted to so badly!

I was gone till today at a church retreat, and man was it good! I kept getting all these ideas for stories! But I didn't have anything to write them down on. So it felt so good to finally write these down :]

Heh, I've already got the ending planned out.

I might focus on this story, I don't know.

Junichi: obediant one

Abunai: Look out