Fourteen Days with my Family by Hotaru Tomoe,

Chapter One: Introduction.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Sailor Moon characters.

Hotaru stood there silently and glared across the expanse at her most hated enemy.

The enemy, for its part, just sat there in the semi-darkness, and stared back at her with its large, single, unblinking eye. She could hear it calling to her, pleading with her, mocking her.

She wished nothing more than to destroy her foe, completely and utterly. Nothing in the world would have given her more pleasure. All it would take was three simple words and a sweep of her mighty Silence Glaive. Granted the damage to the local area would be severe indeed, but it would be worth it.

Finally though, Hotaru broke the impasse with a sigh of resignation. She finally admitted that her foe had beaten her. With a grunt of annoyance, she sat heavily in her chair and allowed the beast, her computer, to have its way with her as she reluctantly turned it on. Besides, she realized, the damage inflicted to her home and the surrounding neighborhood would really piss off her parents. They had just had the siding replaced.

Hotaru's eyes narrowed as her computer booted up. There is just no pleasing some people. She thought as she rubbed her temples in irritation. Grumbling, she turned on her word processing program and stared at the blank page in irritation. With an audible groan, she let her head fall forward and bang against the desktop. A sound that didn't go unnoticed as someone knocked on her door a moment later.

"Are you all right Hime-chan?" Michiru asked in concern.

"I'm fine Mama." Hotaru replied, not looking up.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, dinner will be ready soon."

"Okay. Thanks Mama." Hotaru replied as she sat up and took a sip of water. She heard Michiru head downstairs and so, with a bit of reluctance, she began to type.

Hotaru's P.O.V.

Fourteen Days with my Family. A report by Hotaru Tomoe.

Well, now I know what the phrase 'there's no such thing as a free lunch' means now.

My teacher, Mr. Takimoto, heard about my report that I did last year on an average seven days with my family, and was so impressed that he decided that I, and the rest of the class, should write a new report for this year. This time though we were asked to write about a two week period instead of just one. Aarrgh.

He talked to Miss Haruna, who had assigned the project last year, and both of them agreed that they would like to see me try and top last year's report. They didn't tell me this outright of course, but they implied it strongly enough. I have come to the conclusion that teachers really do conspire together to make their students lives miserable.

This wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the fact that I, Hotaru Tomoe, am one of the legendary Sailor Senshi, Sailor Saturn, and that my parents and my extended family, are also Sailor Senshi. Suffice it to say, our lives are anything but average, much as we would like our lives to be. Anything and everything seems to happen to us when we least expect it.

So right now I am praying that nothing major happens to us for the next two weeks. No robberies to foil, no yomas using me as a football, no alien invasions, nothing like that, please? I just want a quiet, normal two weeks with my family this time.

At this time, allow me to introduce my parents. As you know, I'm adopted as my Mama and Papa both have passed on. And all three of my adoptive parents are women.

Haruka-papa, Haruka Tenoh, Sailor Uranus. She is the famous F-1 racecar driver, pianist and all round athlete. That's right, she. She is a bit of a wild tomboy at times, not to mention having a weird sense of humor, but she is still my loving and warm 'papa'.

Michiru-mama, Michiru Kaioh, Sailor Neptune. She's a painter and a concert violinist. A lot of people have compared her to a Princess, regal and classy. Someone else (name withheld by request, okay Papa?) described her as a combination of June Cleaver, Martha Stewart, Mozart, Michelangelo, and a mama grizzly bear. To me she is very warm, loving, supportive, and very protective.

Setsuna-mama, Setsuna Meioh, Sailor Pluto. She is an up and coming fashion designer (she recently got a job at a local fashion shop). She's been called aloof, mysterious, and even cold at times, but she is really very shy, sweet, and caring once people get to know her. She can be very serious at times, but she has her fun moments as well.

I'll be introducing my extended family fairly soon, as they play such an important role in my life, and I'm sure that they'll be playing a prominent role in this report as well.

Oh yes, just so that there is no misunderstanding, Haruka-papa and Michiru-mama are lovers. Not cousins, brother and sister, casual acquaintances, but lovers. Neither I Setsuna-mama nor any of our extended family has a problem with it. If you do, well that's your problem. Deal with it.

In closing, as I said before, I would really like for my family and I to have as normal and quiet two weeks as possible. So, for now, I'll stop tempting fate and start my report on Sunday.

End of Hotaru's P.O.V.

Hotaru let out a deep sigh as she began to spell check her report. While she hoped that she would get another A, she was really hoping that the next two weeks would pass by fairly uneventfully. She doubted it would happen, but she remained optimistic. At least there was the wedding to look forward to. Just then, someone knocked on her door again.

"It's open." She called.

"Dinner's ready Hime-chan." Michiru replied as she walked into the room, a warm smile on her face.

"Thanks Mama. Are Papa and Mama Home yet?" Hotaru asked.

"Yes they are." Michiru replied. "Haruka wanted to come up here and say hi, but I told her that you were busy doing homework. What are you working on anyway?"

Hotaru reluctantly moved aside and allowed Michiru to examine the report on her screen. "Another report like last years?" Michiru asked. Hotaru nodded. "That's wonderful! I hope that it is as exciting as last years!" She exclaimed.

"That's what I'm afraid of." Hotaru replied morosely. Michiru laughed and hugged her daughter.

"You will be making an edited report for school while the real one stays between us like last year, right?" Michiru asked.

"Yes I will, don't worry." Hotaru assured her as she finished up and saved her report before shutting the computer down. She was beginning to think that it wouldn't be so bad after all. She stood up with a smile and hugged her mama.

Michiru kissed her on the forehead and told her to go wash up. "Hurry before your papa eats everything."

Hotaru laughed. "Okay, I'll be there in a minute or so." She washed her hands and then joined her family for dinner like millions of people all around the world were doing.

Unbeknownst to all of them, a bright golden light flared briefly just on the outskirts of Tokyo and a mysterious figure made its way into the city.