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CHAPTER 2

Power

Opening her eyes momentarily, she screwed them shut as light poured into her eyes. Tightening the covers around her, she rolled to her otherside and humming to herself contently. All she needed were a few more hours of sleep...she told herself.

Wait―covers?

Sitting up straight like a needle, she frantically looked around. Blinking, her heart ached as she saw the wooden walls and tatami mats that created her surrounding. It was similar to Rei's shrine...but it wasn't. Had her friends woken up yet? Did they know she used the Time Key? And that it went berserk on her? Usagi played twenty questions with herself as she tried to string together what could've happened to her friends. As her thoughts went elsewhere, her hand went to her pocket, relieved that the Time Key was safely inside, as well as her phone, but the golden-haired girl had a feeling it wasn't going to be of much use here.

Her hazy blue eyes lit up as she remembered something. "Where's the…" tossing the covers off, she turned to try and find her broken tiare. Her feline protector was going to kill her if she found out she lost it! Getting up to her feet, she crouched down next to the futon and lifted it. No broken tiare here. Sighing sadly, she rubbed away the silent tears that managed to sneak down her face. Golden strands splayed across the floor, as her traditional hair fell out within the sleep. Oh, how she longed for a brush right about now.

Beginning to brush out her hair with her fingers came a knock to the door. "Hey...are you awake?" A guy's voice sounded from the other side. Fumbling to throw up her hair in a messier version of her traditional hairstyle, she slid the door open just enough for her nose to poke through. "...yeah." She replied.

"Wow," the stranger grinned. If Usagi didn't know better, he seemed almost as tall as her, maybe a few inches taller. The small crack between the door was enough for her to take in his image of a friendly grin with wide blue-green eyes. She knitted her brows as her eyes trailed down his long ponytail. Pretty long for a guy to say the least. "Sorry, did I wake you up?" He asked.

Shaking her head, her thoughts went back to her missing tiare. Maybe he had seen it? "No, I got up a few minutes ago." Feeling a bit brave, she opened the door a little more. "Have you seen a staff somewhere? It's...broken, and I had it with me when…" come to think of it, who brought her here? That purple haired guy?

"Oh, that funny looking thing? Hijikata-san is fixing that up for you. It's pretty cool―what is it?" Before she could spill what power was held inside that staff, her stomach shook her sleepiness away. Blushing furiously, the girl put an arm around her growling stomach. The guy's grin only grew wider as he laughed, "I guess questions are for later―oh! That's why I came here in the first place! To see if you were awake or not so you could eat! We figured you'd be hungry since you slept for so long."

The small girl nodded, and kept herself from drooling. The abyss that was her stomach made her regret not getting something at the Crown. "Food would be nice," she said almost daydream like.

"Great! Let's go!" He nodded and went on a head. Stopping in his tracks, he glanced over his shoulder and grinned apologetically, "Sorry, I never got your name. So much stuff happened."

"Tsukino Usagi," she replied. Doing her best to remove the wrinkles from her clothes, her hand ghosted over her brooch before stepped past the threshold of the door. "Usagi huh? I'm Toudou Heisuke. Just call me Heisuke."

Once the two made it to their destination, the blue eyed girl was greeted by a room full of men! All was silent as she made her way inside. Usagi fidgeted under their gazes, and tried not to gape at chiseled muscles a couple decided to show off. Quickly finding a spot, she found herself seated in between muscled guy number one and Heisuke, plopping down next to her. The tension was so thick, she could cut it with a knife.

A man with slick, black hair tied in a ponytail looked up at her. His piercing purple-eyed stare was enough to send a shiver down her spine, causing her arms to get goosebumps. "Good morning," he said.

He was scarier than her old homeroom teacher back in junior high! At least she knew he wasn't going to send her out in the hall when she would eat lunch in class. Usagi nodded and stared at the floor, hard enough that she could've drilled holes in the floorboards. "G...good morning." Another rumble from her stomach made her want to crawl in a hole and stay there.

Muscle guy number two, with a green bandana, immediately bursted out laughing. His loud voice filled the room. "Hungry huh? I know the sound of a big stomach when I hear one!" He grinned at her from the other side of his auburn haired companion, the one she was sitting next to. "So, what's your name, miss?"

"Tsukino Usagi." By now, her cheeks were an unbelievable shade of pink. When was she going to get food? Probably about three bowls of rice would silence her crying stomach.

"Usagi? Pretty cute name," he winked at her, making her shift in her seat. His friend shoved his shoulder, scolding him in a friendly tone. "Don't start flirting, Shinpachi! She's terrified of you!"

"N-no that's not it!" She rose her voice and started fumbling with the ends of her long golden strands.

By the time the food got handed out, all her manners were thrown out the window as she snatched up the bowl of rice and scarfed it down. The girl was more of a sweets fan, but she could eat anything when she was this starving. Ignoring all stares, she went ahead with the rest of her meal, reminding herself to actually taste the food before swallowing it like a snake. After a few minutes rolled down her back, her tray was nearly empty. Shinpachi pointed his chopsticks at her, "I found my new challenge! I can't believe it though," he gawked at the empty bowls, "you're so tiny though!" By now she was used to being called tiny despite the fact that the girl could eat a village if she tried. Her friends would tease her and tell her she would get fat, but she wouldn't believe that anytime soon.

The man with the black ponytail coughed, and her attention went back to him. "Now that we seemed to break the ice...Hajime," he looked at that same purple-haired warrior who she encountered the other day. "Please explain what happened."

"Sir," he set his bowl down, "Souji and I were doing our patrols. A few minutes after we left, she appeared, looking extremely exhausted and collapsed. She had what looked like a broken staff in her hands, and she didn't look injured."

"Is this true?" He looked at the girl.

The moon warrior nodded, "Yeah." Except there was her part of the story, in which she wasn't going to share. It just occurred to her that she wasn't supposed to make contact with anyone of the past. Hopefully it wouldn't end like in all the movies she watched when the future turned into a post apocalyptic setting. But when she hoped that that was all he was going to ask, he arched a brow. "And that's it? How did you get here? You must be a foreigner."

"N-no! I'm Japanese…" she interjected. "I...I got separated from my friends!" Feeling herself being pushed quickly to the edge of tears, she balled up her hands and shoved them on her lap. Realizing once again that she was all alone in this world was enough to work up the tears that threatened to spill. She didn't have Luna with her to give her at least some advice, in which she would probably ignore until the last minute, and not to mention she still had that hooded man haunting her memories. Did he do something to her friends? Was he still looking for her? What if he was going to attack her family?! All the stress building up caused her defenses to break, and immediately tears started to fall. She didn't have the strength to try to stop from crying in front of strangers.

Okita, who had been sitting on the other side of the room, lifted his brows. "Aw man, you should never make a girl cry! Look what you did Hijikata-san!" Hijikata scowled at the young man and immediately felt guilt creep up his shoulders. The glares given by his comrades didn't help either. The Demon Vice-Commander couldn't help but feel sympathy for this girl, even though in the past he was sure he hurt other girls' feelings.

As much as they wanted to cheer her up, they didn't know how to handle it. It wasn't like they had other women running around Headquarters. Heisuke put a hand on the girl's shaking shoulders. "Hey, hey! Usagi-chan, don't worry! We'll find your friends!" He smiled. Rubbing away her tears, Usagi sniffled. Shaking her head, she slapped her cheeks. As much as she wanted to believe Heisuke, she knew that it was beyond their power to even do anything. The twister of emotional stress started to make her lean to the possibility that Setsuna was around. She was the Guardian of Time after all!

After a few minutes of composing herself, she looked up at Hijikata, "Sorry, uh―did you fix the staff?" She asked meekly.

"Oh that?" He blinked. "It's almost done. I'll return it to you when it's done."

Nodding, her gaze slowly met up with the indigo haired man. Same from the other say, it seemed cool and apathetic. It was when Okita did the silence break once again. "Hey, Hajime-kun! Aren't you gonna introduced yourself? You found her anyways!"

It looked like he was going to protest, but he hesitated as he looked at the girl, whose hair looked so bright despite the little light that came in the room. "Saito Hajime." He said. The princess acknowledged his name and looked at his friend sitting next to him. He winked at her, sending light puff of pink on her cheeks. "Okita Souji. I carried you here, Hime-sama, since this guy cares more about his job than helping cute girls in trouble."

"That's enough, Souji," he replied as he went to finish his food. Okita's eyes were definitely different than Saito's, as his emerald eyes held a playful glint inside, with an alluring smile to match. At least he looked more open than his companion, though she didn't feel like associating herself with him. His entire personality looked like it was hiding something...something she couldn't put her finger on.

Surely this girl was different from the rest. Okita had seen the staff that had been pried from the girl's hands. What was so important about the awfully girly looking thing? It didn't look like it could harm a fly, though the intricate designs and jewels that ran across the tiare did mean some sort of high ranking. It seemed almost ethereal―out of this world. The samurai's perception skills were great, but he still couldn't figure out this girl, Usagi.

After breakfast, Hijikata asked Usagi to wait outside his room as he finished the rest of the tiare. Unhealthily picking at her nails, she continued to stress on the possibility that the tiare had lost all of its power, now that it had been broken twice. And if she had to transform, what other weapon could she use? Sighing, she looked forlornly at her nails.

A voice sounded from behind. "Still worrying about that thing?" Turning, she found herself being greeted by the man with auburn hair. Now standing, he towered over her, just like everyone else, minus Heisuke. "Don't worry, it'll be fine." He smiled warmly at her. She tried to match his equally, but failed once he put a hand on her head to measure her height. "Just a little shorter than Heisuke," he chuckled. "But at least you're cute."

What was with all these guys flirting with her? The young princess blushed lightly and gently removed his hand from her head. "I know I'm short!"

"Well, I couldn't see since we were all sitting down. I don't think I've introduced myself back there. I'm Harada―"

"Geeze, everyone is jumping at her. Is everyone that depraved of women?" Okita snickered as he walked up to the two.

"I'm just trying to start a conversation, idiot," he replied. "It's called being friendly."

Okita stuck his tongue out at him, rather childlike. As much as Usagi liked the company, she was more focused on her tiare's condition...feeling rather intimidated to be surrounded by so much testosterone. Mina would have a fit if she discovered she had been in the company of guys all this time! The girl had to admit the bunch were rather handsome―but she already had a love! Her fiancé, Mamoru. Bitter thoughts started to brew as she wondered if he had been alerted that she had gone missing, or if he didn't notice at all.

The door finally slid open, with Hijikata wearing a sour expression. "Would it kill you two if you would talk quietly? I can hear you loud and clear, and it was hard for me to focus." Looking down at Usagi, he held up the majestic tiare. Still, it looked dull, but it took off a weight from her shoulders to see that it was in one piece. "Sorry it took me so long. It was a clean cut...must have been some fight. Only a strong swordsman could make such a clean cut."

Her heart suddenly sped up. He figured that out?! Hopefully he wouldn't ask what happened. The girl was a horrible liar. Taking the Eternal Tiare, she felt a wave of relief wash over her. Tracing her thumb over the designs going down the staff, she smiled up at him. "Thank you." She could feel a steady stream of power radiate from the repaired tiare, albeit was weak.

Harada peered over her to get a look at it. "Huh…" he blinked. "Haven't seen something like that before. Is it some sort of heirloom?"

Tilting her head from side-to-side, she tossed around the idea in her mind. "Something like that." If she tried, she could let it vanish so it was ready for her when she was battling. What these samurai didn't know was that she was a strong warrior, who fought the demons of the universe. The thought made a small smile curl her lips.

"Well, I have to report the news to Kondou-san. Take care of that," he eyed the staff in her hands, "we don't want that to break again if it's an heirloom." Usagi nodded at the older man and watched him disappear behind a corner. Looking at the other two, she inquired, "Who's Kondou-san?"

"Oh," Okita smiled with a surprising amount of reverence in his voice, "he's the leader of the Shinsengumi."

That sounded familiar. The group of samurai who objected to westernization. "The Edo Period!" She exclaimed, feeling suddenly excited that she remembered something she learned at school.

"You just figured that out? I thought you were Japanese," Okita chuckled. "Where have you been for the past years?"

She could feel herself crawling out of her shell. Scowling at her new acquaintance, she replied, "None of your business." Casting a thoughtful glance to the wall that seemed to surround the perimeter of the complex, she added, "Thanks for helping me...but I need to go find my friends now. They must be worried," she smiled.

Surprised by her sudden declaration, Harada countered, "Then let us help you! Besides, it's not safe for you to wander Kyoto by yourself."

"I can take care of myself." Folding her arms, she arched a brow. If only she could just transform and show them who she really was, that would be great! But sailor protocol, and common sense had cut off that option. They may seem nice, but she was still being hunted down by some crazy guy with a sword! They could be working with him, and they didn't realize the girl he was after was right in front of them. Luna's constant nagging had finally drilled a plaque in her brain to never trust anyone outside their circle.

Obviously amused by her bravery, Harada patted her on the head. "Sorry, no can do. Besides, Hijikata-san would have the final say if you could leave or not, and he just left."

Puffing out her cheeks, the petite girl's irritation crawled up her back, almost like a cat. If she had Luna with her, the feline would've have at their noses. Hopefully they wouldn't have had her kicked out.

"So why not to tell us more about yourself?" Okita implored.

"What do you want to know?" She arched a brow.

Walking around her, he slung an arm over her shoulder, getting a skeptical look from Harada. "Anything really."

Pursing her lips, she shrugged his arm off her shoulder. "I don't think it's any of your business. Besides," she stuck her nose up in the air child-like. "It's not safe to talk to strangers."

Before long, the princess found herself in her temporary room, gazing up at the sky through the window. Okita played along with her little stubbornness, and didn't ask any further questions. He was rather persistent though…

Her golden strands spilled over her shoulders and pooled on the sill before draping over to the floor. Her window sat in front of a garden, in which showed her the most beautiful starry sky. Her wandering blue orbs could spot even the faintest glows as she took in the night ocean.

By now, she had the tiare disappear, hoping highly that the powerful staff would work the next time she used it. Her hand grasped her jeweled brooch, to give herself a reminder that she was a powerful sailor, who held the most powerful thing in the universe. The Silver Crystal. In all honesty, she hadn't used the Crystal until her final battle with Sailor Galaxia.

She could remember that chilling feeling as she felt it being ripped away from her. She was dead for a period of time. Her friends died in front of her in that grueling battle! Her heart lurched and she immediately shut out the thoughts. She hadn't had time to be reminiscent recently, as graduation was coming, to Usagi's distaste, sooner than later.

I hope you guys are okay...she looked up forlornly at the waxing moon. Maybe Setsuna-san is here! Maybe she felt some time rift! Dull eyes sparked into optimistic ocean. Closing the window, she paced around in her room. Maybe she was looking for her! The girl's heart started to race, thinking that there was a chance she could go home! Maybe she could fix her Time Key! The blonde decided to not risk in time travelling to another wrong time period―she was lucky enough to find nice people here!

Nodding to herself, the young girl decided to make a run for it. In a flash of light, Eternal Sailor Moon stood. Slipping out of her room, she cursed her white boots as it thumped harshly against the wood. Slinking through the garden, the launched herself onto a tree and then threw herself on the top of the wall.

"Hey!" The winged soldier jumped and looked behind her.

The young samurai stood there with a gaping mouth. His blue-green eyes looked at her with fascination and curiosity as the wind picked up the mysterious girl's hair. Her strands acted like golden ribbons that reflected the moon's pale light like water. "This is private property!" Heisuke exclaimed, hopefully he wouldn't wake up his comrades.

Sailor Moon's boots were perched precariously off the edge of the wall. She didn't want to stick around to see if Heisuke could figure out who she was, so she just threw him a ghost of smile and hopped off the wall. "Wait―!" she heard him say as she leapt. Landing on the ground, the Moon warrior glanced around before taking off in a random direction in the empty village.

She was racing along a stone wall when she heard cackling just above her. Whipping her head above, she froze as she caught the glints of red that glowered down at her. God, was that…? No, it couldn't be! There's no way he could've followed her! The warrior cursed under her breath and took a few steps back, "How did you find me?" She demanded, but instead of silence, she received a ragged breath. Illuminated by the pale light, the man could be seen. Wearing a blue haori and sporting white hair, only eyes looked familiar to that of her stalker.

This isn't him...by now she caught on that he was silent most of the time, and surely he didn't laugh like that. The demon launched himself into the air and landed in front of her, the impact would've shattered someone's legs, but he managed to straighten himself up with the sound of a sickly crack!

Taking a defensive step back, she looked curiously. The man before her didn't seem sane to say the least. Owning sharpened canines and leering at her was enough to send chills down her spine. She had seen the most extreme monsters over her years, but nothing exactly like this. He looked like a normal man, despite the white hair and glowing, red eyes. Her sailor eyes were trained to look calmly at a masked skeleton wielding a scythe, not a human look-alike.

"Give me blood…" he murmured and held up his sword, which look like already found victims. Drooling profusely, he licked his lips and lunged at her. Jumping away, her head whipped around to hear the sound of running footsteps.

Men, dressed in the same haori as the man she was facing, stood with swords at hand. "Hey! We found another! The rest must be over that wall!" A man exclaimed. This was bad―there were too many people. Before she could be able to split, Saito caught her eye.

Looking skeptically at the strange girl, he asked her cooly, "Are you associated with him?" He pointed his sword at the white haired man, who had lost his maniacal smile, and was cowering. It was as if he knew his demise when he saw it.

Before she could reply, the sound of more inhuman screeches sounded from the top of the wall. It was like the floodgates of hell decided to open, releasing the demons it had, clawing their way out of the pit to cause misery.

"Dammit, there's more of them?!" One member exclaimed.

The entire top of the wall was lined with white hair and pulsating red orbs with an urge to do only things she would see in movies. As if on cue, the demons dropped to the floor and rose, almost like a zombie, and readied their swords. Without a moment's hesitation both sides started to clash, with the sailor warrior in the crossfire. Letting out a surprised yelp, she dodged the swords that were aimed at her, wishing she could ditch her suddenly huge and obnoxious wings.

As she was clumsily weaving her way through the mess, Saito was cutting down the demons one-by-one, getting rather close to her location. A harsh tug to her hair made her cry out. Head throbbing, she looked over to see one of the demons latching onto one of her golden streamers, yanking it closer to him as he emitted a twisted chortle. Grabbing her hair, she tried to pull back, but his strength couldn't be matched.

Just as Saito reached her, Sailor Moon called upon her Eternal Tiare. Please work! She prayed silently as she held it up. Mentally calling on the attack, she waited for the beams of light, but all she got was a dull crystal atop the tiare. Getting a painful yank at her hair, she cried out, nearly driven to tears, "Silver Moon!" Streaks of light shot out from the crystal and filled in the night sky. The staff elongated as it recollected the energy it just released. Everyone went still to stare upon the curiosity. The stress on her head instantly alleviated and she straightened herself up. Murmuring the rest of her attack, ribbons of white and a pale pink blasted each red eyed demon off their feet.

"It worked," she whispered to herself, astounded.

"You…" a low voice caught her off guard. Snatching her weapon close to her, she jumped back looking at Saito with a still surprised look. Her attack hadn't been that strong ever since it broke the first time! Their attention on each other snapped when they heard the sound of groaning. The ones who got struck by her attack sat up with dazed looks, however the unfortunate ones still laid dead in their pool of blood. She cringed at the gore and looked around as the warriors helped their comrades with skeptical looks. "They're not demons…"

"Sir!" One interjected. "They're healed!"

Still with his sword unsheathed, his imploring blue eyes caused her to shift under his gaze. "How did you…" The Moon warrior took cautious steps back. Too close, she thought. Now would be a good time to split. Her blue eyes caught a set of boxes, and without answering his unfinished question she darted to the boxes and leapt on, hopping onto the roof of a building without giving a second glance.

Jumping from roof-to-roof, when she decided she put good enough distance between them and her, she dropped her transformation. Now that Saito had seen the legendary sailor warrior, no doubt he would alert the others. Hiding out in town wouldn't be such a good idea...might as well stay with these guys. She sighed at her pathetic attempt to sneak out and try to find Setsuna. Rei would probably laugh at her, and then probably scold her along with Luna.

After a few minutes of wandering around, she found herself at the Shinsengumi entrance. Okay, she looked skeptically at the door, I am not going through the front entrance. Skirting the perimeter, she found a small gate in the back.

It was locked.

Grumbling, she scaled the wooden door, glad that the door wasn't that tall and hefted herself over. Landing loudly on the cement, she brushed herself off, and attempted to sneak through the headquarters.

Looking over her shoulder, she let out a "Ooof!" Bumping into a muscled chest, she blushed furiously and thanked herself that it was night time. "Sorry―"

Shinpachi scratched the back of his head and grinned goofily, "Nah, it's alright. Actually, I was looking for you! What are you doing hmm?" He leaned down into her personal space with her arms crossed, "Were you going to sneak out?"

Funny thing about that. "No!" She defended. "I...I was trying to find the bathroom! But I gave up, so I'm going back!" She paused, "But I got lost." The last bit was true, and her natural air-headed personality just made it more realistic without her even realizing it. Even though a senior in high school she still kept the goofy traits when she was younger.

He laughed. "Wow you're so cute, Usagi-chan! Here, I'll show you." He winked at her and the two started to head down a hall.

Hurrying to meet his long strides, the girl looked up at the giant before her. "And what were you doing?"

"Huh? Oh," he sighed, "Heisuke woke me up saying he saw some girl on the wall. I checked, but there was nothing there." Her throat began to tighten, but she kept her inquisitive look. "Oh, really?"

"The kid must have had too much sake or something! Either that, or he hasn't been in a girl's company, so he's starting to daydream of one." The spiky haired man concluded. Shoving her heart back to its normal spot, she struggled to keep her pulse down as thoughts raced in her mind. Did he figure who she was? People who did see her would just see a glance of her. But it wasn't hard to figure out who she really was, and these people had never seen Sailor Moon before. The people of Tokyo back home grew accustomed to the sailor senshi arriving whenever something went wrong.

"Well, here we are," he gestured to the door. "I'm going to kill that brat for waking me up for no reason," he yawned and bidded her good night. Usagi quickly slipped into her room and locked the door, and diving into her futon. This was just another reminder that she wasn't home. She couldn't sneak out to perform her sailor duties since it seemed like she was in a compound of some sort. It was a struggle to get over that wall in all honesty.

Burying herself in the sheets, she screwed her eyes shut as she shoved away the bad thoughts. It was the only way she was going to sleep this night.

Thanks for the reviews! Since this isn't a very common crossover, I figured that there wouldn't be as many reviews, so I'm probably just going to make even more stories with Sailor Moon, since Sailor Moon Crystal revived the fandom and brought in more new fans! Ahhh! I love how they're following the plot of the manga!

Anyways, hopefully I'll get back to you guys with another chapter, or another story!

-Jen