Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon at all. It all belongs to Naoko Takeuchi. :)
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"You're going to have me do what?!" screamed a woman's voice throughout the throne room, echoing within her comrades' ears as they cringed at the sound of their leader's voice.
"You heard me, Fighter. Now stop complaining, " said an older woman with fiery red hair and orange eyes, dressed in red, green, and yellow robes.
"But, my lady, you can-, " protested the younger woman known as Sailor Star Fighter.
"Yes I can and I will. You're marrying her and that's final, " finalized Queen Kikyo.
Fighter stood up to her full height, looking her queen in the eyes and yelled, "I am not marrying some complete and total stranger who's a fucking weakling! I don't care if you think that she'll help me in some twisted way! I'd rather kill myself than marry some brat!"
Queen Kikyo narrowed her eyes at Fighter, ignoring the energy gathering around Fighter. "Yes you are and you're going to love it. Now stop arguing with me and go back to training until it's time to meet your bride. Dismissed."
"But you can't just-."
"Dismissed."
Fighter sighed, turning on her heel and walked out of the throne room, slamming the door behind her.
"What happened?" asked a short silver-haired woman with lime green eyes as she followed Fighter to their hangout.
"Bullshit is exactly what happened. I can't believe that she's forcing me to do this, Healer. I'm fucking 16 years old! I can do whatever the hell I want when I want to, " fumed Fighter, continuing to storm over to the music room.
"We don't know what you're talking about, Fighter. So slow down and tell us exactly what's going on, " said a tall amethyst-eyed woman with auburn hair tied back in a low ponytail like her comrades.
"Simple; I'm getting married in two days to a complete and utter stranger when I'd much rather marry our princess, " replied Fighter as if she were talking to a three year old, opening the door to the music room and walked in.
"Married?!" yelled Healer and Maker in shock, looking at each other in shock as the door closed behind them.
"Yes, married. And obviously not to our princess which is bullshit, " growled out an annoyed Fighter and she sat down on the couch, picking up her guitar.
"But, Fighter, you know that even if you're not betrothed that you'll never be able to -, " reasoned Maker.
" ... marry our princess or even love her because I'm a Sailor Senshi and she's a princess and she's meant to marry royalty while I protect. Blah blah blah. I've heard it all before. Just so damn stupid!" finished Fighter with a slight roll of her eyes and continued to strum her guitar.
Then she growled in frustration, slamming her guitar down beside her and threw her hands in the air. "It's not fucking fair! We're allowed to fall in love also and yet I can't have the one person that I'm in love with because she's our princess and it's against the rules!"
"Fighter, you're being unreasonable. You know that we are forbidden to-."
Then a bell goes off within the room, causing Fighter to roll her eyes as she got up.
"Well that was fast. I'm starved if Fighter's done with being a drama queen, " said Healer, yawning slightly and walked out of the room with Maker and Fighter following behind her.
"Easy for YOU to say, HEALER. You're not the one getting fucking married to a weakling who could be the most ugliest girl in the world, " retorted Fighter, glaring at Healer as they entered the dining room.
"Doesn't matter really. The earlier you get married, the faster you'll be able to learn how to act while married, " said Healer with a shrug and sat down at her usual spot at Fighter's left side with Maker on Fighter's right side.
"Wow, you're extremely supportive, Healer. Maybe I should take you out shopping tomorrow, " sneered Fighter sarcastically, rolling her eyes and leaned back just as Queen Kikyo walked into the room followed by another red-haired woman and a timid-looking blonde with an abnormal hairstyle.
"Now, Fighter, stop being mean to Healer and let's eat. But before we do, I'd like to introduce to you your fiancé, Usagi Tsukino, " said Queen Kikyo, gesturing to the blonde sitting at her right side.
Fighter looked the blonde up and down critically, resisting the urge to roll her eyes at how the blonde held a pure and innocent look to herself and narrowed her eyes.
"Hello, my name is Sailor Star Maker. It is nice to meet you, "greeted Maker and smiled warmly at Usagi.
"And those two are Sailor Star Healer and Sailor Star Fighter. Fighter's the one with the black hair who you'll be marrying in two days. She's the leader of the Sailor Starlights who protect my daughter, " said Queen Kikyo, gesturing to Healer and Fighter.
Usagi smiled shyly and uttered out softly, "It's a pleasure to meet you three."
"You too, " replied Healer, running her fingers through her hair.
"Yeah. Whatever, " said Fighter, rolling her eyes and got up, "I'm sorry. But I'm no longer hungry. So excuse me."
Then she sent Usagi a disgusted look and turned on her heel, walking away.