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Prince Demando

Usagi's big, sapphire eyes widened, Ami's face drained of color, Makoto's fists clenched, and Minako's jaw dropped at seeing their new teacher's face. The rest of the girls' class either swooned at Demando's good looks or grimaced because he looked tough and therefore probably wouldn't let them goof off.

Demando smirked as Usagi and her circle of close friends were speechless. He continued with his speech. "I am Demando, but you shall address me as Prince Demando." The class looked confused. Demando ignored them as he strolled several steps closer to Usagi and addressed her softly, "You may call me whatever you wish."

Usagi blinked, confused by his appearance and the evil undertone to his voice, but had no chance to reply. Makoto had jumped from her seat. "How are you back? And what do you want?" she demanded, placing herself between the prince and her princess. Minako moved to stand up and Ami also began to rise.

"Calm down," Demando said.

"Answer my questions," Makoto countered.

"Minna, matte," Usagi stood up and gently moved Makoto out of her path. She faced Demando. He was the Prince of a dark planet's inhabitants that she and the senshi had battled a couple years prior. Because of his love for Usagi, he had realized his manipulation by a very evil being and proved his change to good by trying to save the earth from an attack he had started. He had been killed protecting Usagi. "How are you back?" Usagi questioned him.

"Resurrection, Aijin. I didn't like being dead, so I stopped."

Usagi stepped away from his hand as it reached for her, "Onegai yamete. Don't call me that. I told you last time I love Mamo-chan only. You and me can just be friends."

"Oh, demo I want so much more."

Usagi's friends watched his movements carefully, ready to attack if he threatened her.

"Ano, what's happening?" a kid in the back of the class asked, his hand slightly in the air. His classmates nodded in agreement with his question, equally confused by the exchange going on at the front of the room.

Makoto turned around to face the kid. If they had to transform before the class, Makoto and her friends' secret identities would be revealed. On the other hand, if Demando was dangerous, it would be a necessary step for safety. She turned her attention back to Demando. Although she hadn't witnessed his transformation to good, Makoto had believed Usagi when she told of it and his valiant death. She was still wary of him, though, because the last time she had encountered him, Demando had kidnapped Usagi so that he could have her for himself. His love was slightly obsessive. The way he'd talked to Usagi only moments before hadn't helped to ease her worries about him either. "Why are you pretending to be our sensei?"

"Simple. If you will just back off I'll gladly explain. This will answer your inquiry also," Demando told the boy in the back of the classroom. He addressed the class. "You will not do any work today, students. Instead, we will see a presentation."

Minako's eyes narrowed, "What kind of presentation?"

"This kind!" He threw his arms in the air and fisted his hands. A purple glow illuminated them. With a quick downward swoop that brought his hands to his sides once more, the light stretched out to coat the windows, door, walls, ceilings, and floor of the classroom. Seconds later, each trace of it vanished.

Makoto rushed to the door and grabbed the handle. A jolt coursed through her body and she was sent flying into some desks beyond. The teens that formerly occupied them scrambled to the back of the room in fear.

"Mako-chan!" Usagi ran to her friend's side. Minako glared at Demando.

Ami whipped out her hand-held Mercury super computer and rapidly began punching the keys with her fingertips, "There's a barrier around the room. We're stuck here. I don't think even our teleportation would get through this maho."

"Nani?" Naru piped up from the rear of the classroom, where all the students had retreated.

Seeing that Makoto wasn't injured except for a few minor scrapes, Usagi jumped to her feet, "You were good. You wanted it so badly. So, why are you doing this? Doushite? Why would you go back?"

"I never got what I wanted in the first place. Besides, I want to have some fun. Good guys never have any fun."

"Demando…" Usagi said sadly. She really thought his heart had been pure in the end.

"On with my presentation. Class, have you ever wondered who the famed Sailor Senshi of Tokyo really are?"

"Nani?" Makoto stood up. "What do you think you're doing?" she hissed.

"Having my fun."

"Demando," Usagi pleaded.

"Iie! I will enjoy myself and you will be mine Serenity!"

Usagi's eyes widened as she remembered the voice she'd heard on the way to school. Demando calling her that name again triggered the recognition.

Without giving anyone a chance to react, Demando had seized Usagi. He pulled her close and turned her toward the class. "Move and she gets it."

"Usagi-chan!" Ami, Makoto, and Minako called. They didn't think Demando would hurt her, but they certainly didn't like her in such close proximity to him. But, they all silently decided it would be safer if they stayed put for the moment. Their classmates stared in open astonishment at the scene before them.

"Who would ever guess that the fate of the world rests on the shoulders of a group of little girls? It's hilarious when you think about it. These schoolgirls are out there saving everyone over and over. And, surprisingly, they've been able to keep it a secret, even despite the fact that there aren't any differences in their appearances when they're in civilian form." He glanced down at Usagi struggling in his arms. His voice lost its humor and became angrier, "You know I love their leader, their princess, the queen she will grow up to be, and none of you baka, ungrateful humans ever say arigato to her."

"Demando, onegai," Usagi begged, twisting her head to stare into his face

"I want them to say arigato and gomen for their stupidity at not saying it sooner," he suddenly grinned, the fun returning to his game. "And don't you want to see their reactions when they discover how stupid they are about what's been right in front of their noses all this time? I know I do."

Demando caught a glimpse of movement out of the corner of his eye. He talked to Minako, "Weren't you listening when your friend said you can't get out because of my barrier? That means no one can come in either. Unless I want them to."

With a flick of his wrist, the Venus communicator Minako was about to use to call Rei blew up. Minako jerked her hands back. "Demo, don't worry," Demando went on, "She's part of the presentation, anyway. So, here."

A red bubble suddenly appeared in the middle of the classroom. As it evaporated, Sailor Mars stood before the class.

"Nani…" she muttered confused. "I didn't henshin." She took in her scarlet sailor uniform.

"Mars, we have a problem," Makoto filled her in.

The senshi of fire looked up and noticed Demando for the first time. "How the heck are you here?" she demanded angrily.

"Pleasure to see you again, too," he politely bowed, Usagi having no choice but to do so also. Demando straightened up and nodded. Mars flew into the chalkboard.

"Rei-chan!" Usagi yelled. She still couldn't break free of Demando's grasp.

Ami helped Mars off their ground. She was bruised, but okay.

"You've gone and ruined my surprise," Demando pouted. He shrugged and waved his hand, causing Mars' transformation to fade.

The class gasped as the Hikawa shrine's miko stood where Mars had just been. Many of them knew the girl through Usagi and because they had visited the temple, possibly even bought a charm there. Rei looked down at her gray school uniform in distress. "Shimatta!"

Demando grinned. "Who should be next?" he wondered thoughtfully. "Oh, hai. Those extra ones I've yet to meet."

He snapped his fingers. Four more bubbles- teal, yellow, maroon, and purple in color- landed in the room. They disintegrated to reveal the Sailor Senshi of the outer solar system.

Sailor Pluto's green hair brushed the back of her thighs as she shook her head knowingly. As the soldier of time, she knew what was to happen, and she wasn't allowed to interfere.

Sailor Saturn held her glaive tightly and scanned the room.

A white-gloved hand elegantly wove through the shoulder length teal hair of the sea soldier as Neptune realized another mission was at hand. "Ready, Uranus?"

Her partner smirked, calling forth the Space Sword she wielded. Dirty blonde hair fell over narrowed azure eyes as the senshi of the wind nodded. "As always."

The two, experienced and tough fighters, took battle stances. Demando watched, amused, as Neptune moved forward to grab Usagi and Uranus darted behind him with her sword. He held up a hand and their movements stopped. The soldiers of the inner solar system, the ones who had met at Rei's home that morning, gaped as Demando effortlessly stopped two of their most formidable allies. Sailors Neptune and Uranus, too, were stunned. Before they could create another tactic, their outfits reverted into the pretty dress and nice suit the two had been wearing at a concert they were performing in before they'd been kidnapped.

"The famous violinist!" a student yelled out, recognizing Neptune's de-transformed form. "Sugoi!"

"She's a painter, too!" someone else added.

"And that's Ten'ou, the racer," a boy announced upon seeing Uranus' civilian form.

Michiru Kaioh reached into her subspace pocket for the Neptune henshin wand. Haruka Ten'ou did the same. Another wave of Demando's hands, however, found the two seventeen year old teens chained to a wall.