There was an awkward air aloof the departure point of the Peacecraft family and their crew. Trowa and Quatre could feel the anticipation creeping up their sleeves as they wondered what would come of them once the shuttle for Earth left just as Mars and Jupiter questioned how they would be treated when their feet were no longer in their home terrain. With strained expressions, Mars and Jupiter silently boarded the flight to leave Quatre who waved uncomfortably from the port. With hands in his pockets, Trowa silently observed as the ship revved into life, the transporter steadily humming until it shot off towards the blue planet they called home. Wufei was said to be landing with the three Gundams in approximately three hours, a gap of time that both Quatre and Trowa warily awaited.

"I suppose the two of you are curious to see what happens next."

The words spoken held no question, as the speaker held a tone that was all knowing and wise. With a polite nod, Quatre meekly affirmed as Trowa turned to gaze at the woman.

"Follow me."

It was surprising to follow someone other than the bubbly princess of Venus who had undoubtedly held a very high ranking second only to the Moon kingdom's couple. With curiosity flowing, they continued in silence observing the new princess as her tall slender frame glided through the halls. They reached a set of double doors, the top endlessly reaching for the skies. From their close position, they couldn't even make out exactly how high it did reach. Gawking with amazement, they continued in awe as the woman pushed through with ease.

Once inside, the doors were abruptly shut; the two men suddenly tense as they cursed for their lack of caution. The room was pitch black, the woman they had once been following no longer visible. When they turned to find the exit, they met with nothing.


Venus sighed in dismay; her morals deeply conflicted by the act that was about to take place. Quatre Raberba Winner and Trowa Barton were noble men from what she could see but the fact of the matter was that they knew little to nothing about them and to remedy that bit, they would have to pry. Pluto appeared behind her, the blonde bobbing her head to signal that she did in deed want to continue. With a bow, Pluto was gone; reappearing inside the room wherein stood the anxiety-ridden males from Earth.

The operation itself was painless, completely without danger but her guilt was riddling, its precepts constantly plaguing her with fits of dishonor. The notion that she was doing this for the safety and protection of her Queen and the people was not enough to suffice for the infringement of trust on their behalf. They themselves wanted nothing more than to gain the trust of Earth and the first thing they do is plunge Earth's help into a time revival with Setsuna to see exactly what type of people they were. So they asked for trust when they couldn't even trust back.

She groaned, gripping to her head at the internal warfare. Her index traced circles on the cedar desk of the observation room, her blue orbs sympathetically flitting from both men, as they now lay unconscious with Pluto's crimson eyes floating above them. A shiver ran through her spine as images from their lives flashed across her screen, her gut wrenching as she witnessed the wars and calamities they had to face. The color in her cheeks faded the contents in her stomach no longer able to stay down as she hastily pulled a trashcan over to her and hovered uneasily over it. Already the pain and blood soaked pasts had gotten to her, the scenes reminding her of her own past. The pit of her heart throbbed for them, their uninhibited stories far more than she had first anticipated. This would be harder than she expected.


Pluto observed wearily as their lives played in her mind. They were strong soldiers of war and upheld admirable values something quite similar to each of the senshi today. She felt dejected as she probed further, the desensitizing invasion of their pasts stinging undoubtedly in her chest. Though she had little interaction with Earth in this brief chance at reconcile for some unknown indifference, she was often troubled by the situation itself. It appeared that Serenity was losing sight of the true matter at hand, the temporary alliance with Earth suddenly taking precedence over everything as they scrambled to try and appease the Peacecrafts. A strong underlying question seemed to be ignored one that Pluto would be sure to address as soon as this current task was complete.

Who sent the Gundam? The sheer force of Venus' desperate beam through the heart of the machine had completely incinerated the pilot inside, Mercury's technology regretfully incapable of salvaging a single iota of DNA. The machine itself held no clues in its make up other than the fact that it was made of Gundamium alloy a substance that could only be properly molded in space. Mercury had run quick scans of all of Earth's business outside of their own planet but could find no proof that they were working secretly on manufacturing the machine. For safety measures, they had even investigated the Alliance's own ships making sure that no suspicious details were left unturned to which they still found no answer.

With no hint of who was responsible, it was rather unsettling to discover that Earth was attacked at the same time by a power that closely resembled the power of the Negaverse. And yet, Serenity and the others' deepest concern still seemed to lie in the reconciliation of Earth and the Alliance. Though it was a noble cause and a noticeably necessary deed due to Pluto's notice of the slowly deteriorating inner senshi's consciences, she still thought it unwise. The senshi were powerful, Serenity and Endymion were powerful but if they weren't careful and quick to recognize the real problem at hand, they would undoubtedly meet with their end. The person who had orchestrated this did it tactfully and with purpose, one that they needed to discover before it was too late.

A fine eyebrow lifted quizzically, her eyes falling curiously on the unconscious brunette before her. With a scrunched brow, her garnet staff started to glow brighter but dimmed with no success. Shifting her eyes to the blond, she frowned as the images of his life still played in her mind, as it should for at least another hour. However, the brunette's past had stopped, his blank canvas remaining as that…blank.

Crimson eyes flickered in the direction of the observation room. She could see a little glow to note that Venus had taken notice of this strange fact as well. Trowa Barton would have to be watched.


"We have to choose between what?"

Mars was not happy, a fact that really didn't surprise Jupiter as she sat idly by. Relena had just finished informing them of what they would be masquerading as to avoid suspicion from other Sanq kingdom affiliates as they sought out the enemy at large. Being so generous, Relena gave them the option to choose what they would like to do neither alias rubbing lightly on Mars' proud ego.

"They are the only positions where we can reasonably hire more help."

Mars' breathing was becoming dangerous; her impressive firepower threatening to break loose as she adamantly displayed her detestation for the matter. Quickly, Jupiter pardoned themselves from Relena to get in a private word.

"Can you believe that? I knew they would do this!"

"Yeah, me too," Jupiter agreed quietly. "But we have to take what we can get. It could be worse."

Mars shot an indignant look in Jupiter's direction, her head shaking as she paced the small area of the ship.

"They're doing this to get a thrill. They just wanna see us scrubbing their floors and tending to their shrubberies so they can feel more superior."

At this, a frown was hard to hide on Jupiter's features, an exasperated sigh escaping as she stood with arms folded.

"I don't like it much either," Jupiter said. "But if those are the parameters we have to meet then we're going to have to deal with it."

"I will not!"

Mars declared like a true royal, steam seeping out of her accustomed pores as she glared at Jupiter. They had come all this way to help Earth and the first thing they do is try to plunge them into slavery. She had expected they wouldn't treat them so kindly but this alone was enough to set Mars on edge.

"Mars," Jupiter sighed. "Things aren't going too well between us," she said, Mars suddenly stiffening as she realized Jupiter was not talking about Relena. "Mercury keeps retreating further and further into her lab, Venus has buried herself with work and won't let anyone help her, Serenity spends hours staring at Earth without speaking a word and Endymion just ignores the subject all together. And you," she paused, frowning slightly as she tried to find words that wouldn't offend the fiery princess. "you haven't been able to do a single fire reading since the ban."

"The fire has nothing to tell me anymore," Mars refuted.

Jupiter scoffed.

"No Mars, the fire still has messages for you but you don't want to look into it anymore because it reminds you too much of—"

"Shut up Jupiter," Mars callously spat, her head lowering away from the green-eyed brunette.

The two were quiet, Jupiter brushing her hand through her bangs in discontent as Mars stood motionless with her back turned to her. Everyone had avoided the subject; their internal struggles never ones they ever wanted to face because they were often so difficult and overbearing.

"You know that we really didn't need help fending off mobile suits," Jupiter spoke again, taking her chances once more. "All it would have taken was a few training sessions for practice and time for Mercury to construct a weapon strong enough to disintegrate a heaping mass of metal. Even if we were attacked by a horde of Gundams, I'm sure we could have managed."

"I know," Mars responded hesitantly.

"Then you know why we're helping them."

Mars rubbed her temples as she reluctantly nodded. She knew the truth behind this construct and she knew why Serenity had been so vehement in contacting Relena when she received word that they were attacked by an unknown power. Supposedly that was why they weren't so concerned about the origins of the Gundam that had first attacked them because they knew they could better fend themselves next time since they were now aware that an enemy was out there. Even now that they were headed to Earth to fight an old power they had grown familiar with, no tension was present. The only anxiety they had was due solely to the idea of whether or not they could sway Earth to again allow them access to the planet. Whether they joined the Silver Alliance was irrelevant so long as the ban was lifted.

"They drive me crazy," Mars stated.

A light laugh was earned which contagiously spread to Mars herself.

"You and me both," Jupiter said patting Mars on the back at which Mars grimaced and glared.

"Heh, sorry," Jupiter sweat-dropped. "I don't know my own strength sometimes."

Resolved, the two drew in a deep breath before returning to the lion's den to make their choices.

"Have you guys reached a consensus?" Relena asked politely as they took their seats.

"Yes, we have," Mars spoke, her face still frozen in a look of distaste but she still persisted.

"Good," Relena commented looking to the both of them as she wondered what words were shared in their absence. "What will it be?"

"I will take the position as maid and Jupiter has decided to take the position as gardener."

"The two of you don't want to work together?" Milliardo asked, suspicion clear in his voice.

"No," Mars smirked, unable to hide her snide self-approval as she accumulated a response to adequately rebuke his implied distrust. "If we appear so closely connected on our first arrival, the enemy might find us sooner. We don't want them to know how many of us are here especially since there are just two. That way, if one of us happens to fight without the latter, the other can spring in at any given moment to help if needed and the enemy will always have the worry that someone else might jump in too. Its basic tactical battle sense, Prince, I would have expected you to know that already."

Mars took a triumphant sip of her tea, her lips curved in a broad grin at Milliardo's apparent displeasure. Jupiter scoffed, silently commending Mars' witty response. Her emerald orbs glanced briefly away catching unexpectedly with cold Prussian blue orbs that remained immovable. A tight frown creased her lips as she tore away her gaze.

"I will have them make preparations for the both of you," Relena finally stated earning nods from Jupiter and Mars. "However,"

When these words were spoken, nearly inaudible groans were heard from the two princesses.

"There are a few ground rules I would like to lay down before we land."

With darkened indigo eyes, Mars prodded her to continue.

"Neither of you are allowed to step outside of the Sanq kingdom walls."

Both princesses' eyes rolled to the back of their heads, Jupiter's forehead immediately resting wryly on her hand as Mars grit her teeth. This was going to be a grueling task and Mars almost regretted that she was chosen to complete it.


Wufei unbuckled the straps after the craft securely landed in the Moon's port, his feet moving him from experience to the exit shaft of the ship. The metal door descended slowly, a fatigue pair of familiar faces standing at the dock accompanied by a slender blue-eyed female with shimmering gold strands.

"Wufei," Quatre greeted, his inexplicable exhaustion confusing him as he slowly outstretched his hand.

The Chinese man shook it firmly, already feeling as though misconduct was amidst, as neither man ever appeared so tired without reason. Trowa, as if silently reading his mind, shrugged in defeat unable to explain clearly why they were so worn out. The blonde accompanying them seemed significantly bright in comparison even with the small frown that graced her royal lips.

"Mr. Chang," she bowed slightly. "Welcome to the Moon, I am Lady Venus."

Being a man of honor, Wufei bowed back, making sure to never take his eyes from her, as she appeared to know the answer they were all searching for. However, he felt as though she would not reveal to them the truth so for the moment, he decided to push his doubt aside.

"Venus," came a soft voice from seemingly nowhere.

To the surprise of every pilot present, there stood a green-haired woman with wise crimson eyes directly beside them.

"Pluto," Venus acknowledged. "What's the matter?"

Pluto glanced in the direction of the newest arrival, her eyes then shifting to view the large cargo ship now in the Moon's port.

"Saturn needs attention," she stated plainly still looking over the ship as if with x-ray vision.

The pilots noticed Venus gulp at the information, their curiosity perked at the subject.

"Then you should go help her," Venus replied. "That business is much more important than this one. We'll just have to find another time to finish."

Finish? Perplexed by Venus' words, Trowa, Quatre and Wufei looked sternly towards each other. They had been advised to expect the "impossible" a concept that they had yet to completely fathom. After the unnatural attack on the Sanq kingdom, their views of the world had changed, each man now uncertain as to what other secrets existed in this universe.

"Inform me of your decision when you get the chance," Pluto said, her words further enveloping the pilots' suspicion. "And I'll be sure to let you know when I'm free to complete the task."

With a nod, Venus waved goodbye, Pluto departing after a lingering look in Trowa's direction. With troubled blue orbs, Venus observed the large cargo.

"Where do you want them?"

The princess of love jumped at the unexpected voice, her eyes immediately shifting to look at the newest Gundam pilot arrival.

"Mercury will be dealing with the transfers of the Gundams," she informed, Mercury's workers suddenly bustling through the doors as if on cue.

The blue-haired princess shuffled in, her body draped with the usual lab coat on her shoulders.

"Would it be okay if one of us overlooked the transfer?" Quatre hastily asked before further progressions were made without them.

Exchanging looks, Mercury nodded apprehensively in Venus' direction who in turned approve Quatre's request.

"Which one of you wanted to watch?" she asked wryly.

"I will."

Quatre looked towards Trowa and Wufei as if to silently command them that there was no option in the matter. With a resigned sigh, Wufei remained quiet as did Trowa.

"Very well," Venus spoke. "But you are to stay in Mercury's plain sight. You understand, I'm sure…" she drifted.

Quatre nodded.

"I understand."

"Good."

With that said, Venus left the blond man in the hands of Mercury's princess, the genius' eyes critically analyzing Quatre as she had done countless times before. She did not like the idea of having one of the pilots in her jurisdiction but she sanctioned the thought as he appeared to be the least likely to present a problem. She bowed briefly never once saying a word but signaling for him to follow at which he did despite his fatigue. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, her body unfamiliar with the close accompaniment of foreigners. With a sigh she shook her head. This was going to be a long night.


"Do you women have some kind of aversion to men?"

Venus was taken aback by the abrupt question, raising her eyebrow in the process.

"No, whatever would give you that impression?"

He scoffed as if her genuine inquiry was an insult to his intelligence, his own eyebrow raised as well.

"I have yet to meet a prince."

Venus shook her head in disbelief.

"We have a king, one that you will be meeting shortly."

"But was he the ruler of the Moon before the marriage, or was she?"

Venus pursed her lips into a tight frown, her brow scrunched as she realized the validity of his statement. How was it that she never before took notice of this female dynasty? Was it that their ancestors were incapable of producing male heirs? She would have to ask Ami as soon as she got the chance.

"I hardly see how that is relevant," Venus argued, too stubborn to admit so easily that his question had any marrow in it.

He huffed.

"In other words, you know I'm right."

Venus' cheeks burned a bright red, which was horribly noticeable on her fair skin. Trowa who had been nearly forgotten, just watched awaiting a response to explain why only women ruled in the Silver Alliance.

"No," Venus quickly replied. "I assure you we do not have an aversion to men."

"I'll believe it when I see it."

"Believe it now," Venus said rather forcefully, which surprised her. Usually she was extremely patient and more than able to withhold her temperament in every situation but this particular man held an aura of condescending superiority, of which she just couldn't gel with no matter how hard she tried. Aggression was rising curiously as she attempted to refute his offensive query which troubled her. This was probably the first person she had ever met that she could not remain unperturbed by.

He sneered, his charcoal angular eyes narrowing in her direction.

"Why should I?"

"We have no reason to lie to you," she let out, mentally making a note to breathe carefully.

He was still unconvinced.

"Then what were you and the Pluto woman talking about when I first arrived?"

Venus gulped nervously, as she mentally cursed. Wufei was very observant, they all were, but she had underestimated them already.

"It was Silver Alliance business, nothing that you should worry about."

"A lie," he accused. "It may have been Silver Alliance business but it was business about us."

Venus' jaw locked as she glowered in his direction. He was not so meek and humble like Quatre nor was he quiet and reserved like Trowa. He was insistent on his stance and looked like he was going to be trouble for all of them, specifically speaking for her since she would inevitably have to deal with him the most.

"And how would you know?" She asked firmly.

He smirked arrogantly, his dark charcoal eyes piercing into her blinking blue sapphires.

"Your left foot rises when you tell a lie. I could see it happen when Trowa had asked about the missing hours in his day and you explained that time flies quickly on the Moon. It's a small clue but you women are always so weak and can never fully accomplish simple things like lying without some type of flaw." The depth of his voice hummed in her ears, her eyes quickly turning away as if to avoid giving any more.

He was bold, too bold even and she didn't like it. Hopefully, Haruka would want to take charge of watching him but she somehow doubted it since the sandy blonde woman was already so preoccupied with having to watch Jupiter as well as her home planet. Supposedly, Venus would have to adapt quickly to his sharp investigative skills.

"You seem rather confident about your observation," she mumbled numbly.

"I know I'm right," he replied.

For the first time since she had started conversation with Wufei, she scoffed.

"Then you will be disappointed to know that my left foot always rises regardless of whether or not I tell a lie."

"Is that so," he droned.

She nodded.

"Yes, it is. You see, I injured it in our last battle, a bruise I could easily show you if you want proof. It is not easy walking in these heels like you may assume, Mr. Chang," she stated bitterly. "It raises when it touches unfavorably against the tip of my shoe which happened to be around the time I was explaining to Trowa why he had felt like he lost a few hours in his day. Would you like to see it?"

Venus could tell she was getting a rise out of him just by the way his eyes narrowed in her direction.

"No."

"Are you sure?" She prodded sarcastically.

Again he refused. Venus let out a high lackadaisical sigh as she shrugged.

"I apologize for bringing down your potentially astute resolutions," she said in feigned sympathy. "But I commend you for trying."

She flashed him a devious smile, one that even Trowa smirked at, though it was not noticeable. She turned and continued walking, lifting her left foot purposefully as if trying to silently rub in the fact that Wufei was wrong. Contrary to many, he actually found amusement in it, though he hid it well with a scowl.

Venus sighed inwardly, her secret nearly discovered but saved by the annoying left foot injury she had acquired mere days ago. That single injury alone helped her dodge a dangerous bullet, the coincidence in timing distracting Wufei from her real flaw when she told a lie. The flaw in her ability to lie was not a well-known fact, but it was one that she was well aware of. The rising of her left foot was not the true indicator of her lies, it was the miniscule, barely even visible twitch in her right eye.

Thanks for the reviews! I try to respond to most of them but I'm pretty lazy by nature and often forget to. I hope that it does not offend anyone if I fail to address your questions and/or comments.

Lita of Jupiter: What happened to the old colonies will come up later in the story and yes the senshi are very mysterious, no one really knows where they came from except them. And yeah Mars and Jupiter make a pretty strong pair! Especially now since they have pretty much reached their full power XD

Fatal Mars: I strongly urge you to write out your GW/SM crossover idea! I love GW/SM crossovers, it is my favorite by far! It would be so awesome if you decided to go through with your idea because you're plenty talented!

IkariPanda: The maid café sounds really interesting! I hope you post it soon! I've been hungry for some fanfiction to read lately lol but there aren't too many being updated as of late in the SM crossover areas. So I am so excited to see your stories when you finish writing them!

: Yup I'm having couples ^^ I'm also trying to focus on everyone, with more attention to the inners and Pluto it looks like. And yeah I know how you like your Minako/Trowa pairing but I'm kind of wavering on that at the moment. It may be Minako/Trowa but I'm itching to try Minako/Wufei. But I'm not too sure yet which one its going to be.

Regin: Thank you for your review! I hope this chapter was as enjoyable as the others. I know it is moving pretty slow but I don't want to rush it so I'm thinking it may continue at this pace for some time before it picks up speed…maybe.

Venus914: Thank you for your review. I truly appreciate your input on the last chapter. I know the senshi are strong and they have copious amounts of support since they've got 8 planets and a Moon to Earth's measly 1. I don't know if I can maybe convince you or reach a reasonable explanation but my reasoning behind the senshi being so desperate to get Earth's cooperation is solely due to an internal reason and not at all because of power which I hope was conveyed in this chapter. So it wasn't a deal about strength, really, Serenity just used it as an opportunity to persuade Earth that the Silver Alliance isn't what they think it to be. Though Serenity has the crystal, Endymion has a crystal and all the senshi have super abilities, I don't think they would just rampage Earth for placing a ban on them. To me I would think that they would try more diplomatic ways to lift the ban thus why I made them appear so weak even though they are not. I know sometimes what I think up in my head doesn't always transfer well in words and often times has holes and I'm glad that you have voiced your opinion about the unrealistic points in this story. Please let me know if my reasoning behind the interactions continues to be unrealistic and I will try to fix them or find another way to resolve this. Again, thank you so much for your honesty!

Nadeshiko-yuna: lol thank you for your review! I'm glad you love my stories XD It always feels so nice to get comments like yours! It's motivating too! Lol I'll just try not to get too big-headed about it though and do my best to keep up and improve the integrity of my fics XD