Shun Goku WTF! Chapter 6, a Sailor Moon + Street Fighter Crossover fanfic

Well, last time we saw our heroes, Gouki went after some pussy.

Luna: Well I NEVER!

And Dan decided to pull a Sohma in Hotaru's bedroom.

Hotaru: 0;;-;;0

Dan: Where are my clothes?!

Halibel: Tiny.

Kyugan: Not everyone can compare to Ichigo and Zaraki you know.

I own nothing but my twisted...twisted soul.

Round 6.

"Hotaru-chan?" Michiru called out in concern, knocking on the door of her young charge in concern, an equally worried Haruka at her elbow. The two lovers had been lying on the couch watching an old black and white movie, fully dressed despite Haruka's incessant pouting and wandering hands, when they'd heard a loud gasp and thump from upstairs.

Immediately, Haruka had gone for her Henshin rod, only for Michiru to slap it from her hand, reminding the blonde that they couldn't risk Hotaru's memory of being Sailor Saturn return. The girl had suffered enough already, there was no need to remind her of her death, nor the fact that the Outers had tried so doggedly to kill her. Michiru could still see Saturn's face in her minds eye, the coldness, the lack of expression, she truly was the messiah of death, only it seemed that she had a choice in deciding when it was time to ring the final bell.

But none of that mattered to the senshi of Neptune now, what mattered was that Hotaru could be in trouble on the other side of the door.

"Here let me." Haruka offered, pushing past her lover apologetically and grabbing the handle, turning it and finding it unlocked, "You okay in there kiddo?" she called out, making her voice as calm, but loud as possible.

"H-hai!" Hotaru called out, her voice oddly strained, as if she had just finished an aerobics lesson, or, as the outer senshi suspected to be the case, had just been scared out of her wits by an intruder.

"What was that thump just now Hotaru-chan?" Michiru called out, holding Haruka back slightly before the blonde just barged in, though internally she wanted to do just that herself "are you okay in there?"

"H-hai…" Hotaru assured them, though Haruka noted there was a hint of panic in her tone, like she was trying to hide something, the sound of scrabbling feet didn't alleviate her suspicions either "I just…stubbed my toe and fell!"

"Really?" Haruka muttered suspiciously, earning a concerned look from Michiru as the blonde racer tightened her grip on the door, ready to charge in and flatten whoever was in theere with the girl "Well, lemme take a look alright?"

"Wait!" Hotaru called out, pushing against the door even as Haruka pushed it open forcibly, the blond nearly knocking her charge down as she forced through, despite Michiru's insistant protests.

The room was empty, the curtains blowing slightly in the breeze coming from the open window.

"Y'see Michiru?" Haruka chuckled, though internally she let out a sigh of relief, a human burglar might not be a major threat, but they could slip past the anti-Youma wards Pluto had erected around their home with ease "Nothing for you to worry about."

"Haruka-papa!" Hotaru chided, looking up at the blonde in hurt frustration, a slight blush marking her cheeks as she pouted, her fists clenched at her sides petulantly, making her look all the more adorable "What if I'd been naked?!"

"So? We're all girls here remember?" Haruka teased, ruffling the girl's hair, much to Hotaru's grudging amusement, the purple-eyed girl squirming out from under the contact and sitting down on the bed with a huff.

"Hotaru-chan…" Michiru spoke out, looking or the girl in relief "You said you stubbed your toe?" she smiled and knelt down, "Here, let me take a look." Hotaru did so, looking down nervously as the aquamarine haired senshi held up her feet and rubbed each one tenderly, looking for the injury. "Nothing wrong here." she offered, tickling the girl's sensitive foot for emphasis "All the little piggies are safe at home."

"Michiru-Mama-ha ha-ha!" Hotaru complained, giggling as Michiru continued to assault her defenseless soles "Th-that t-t-tickles!"

Haruka chuckled, leaning against the wall as she watched her beloved torture the kid, the former messiah of silence reduced to a giggling, breathless pre-teen under Michiru's talented fingers. 'Perhaps this won't be so bad.' She reasoned, her doubts about adopting their one-time target fading as Pluto had assured her it would 'Mistress 9's gone for good, and unless something triggers the talismans, Saturn should stay sealed away.'

Shivering slightly, the Senshi of Uranus crossed the room to the open window, snapping it shut, latching it, and drawing the curtains with a satisfied nod. No need for her charge to catch a cold after all, good thing they'd bought double-glazing.

'Funny…' she muttered, as she turned away from the window 'I could of sworn I heard someone swear a second ago…must've left the TV on…'

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Dan cursed to himself as he lay on his back, his fingers tucked under his armpits as he rolled around on the grass of the Outer's back yard.

The Saikyo-ryu master, upon realizing he was about to be found naked in an under aged girl's room by her loving parents, had done what any rational adult male would have done and flung himself out the window the second Hotaru had run at the door, buying him a few seconds to make his escape.

He had clung, like a limpet, to the frame of the window, just out of sight from the inside of the room unless you actually stuck your head out the window and looked down. The outers, fortunately, had bought a house that was relatively separate from it's fellows, and it was late enough at night that no-one was there to see his naked ass clinging to the side of the building like Spiderman's exhibitionist cousin.

However, just as he felt certain he wasn't about to be chased through the street by a murderous spell caster, for if Gouki was right then Hotaru-chan's new guardians were most likely connected to the green haired woman from the hospital, the one he'd assumed was a man had closed the windows on the tips of his fingers, causing him to swear, quite vocally, before screaming as he fell the full two stories to the garden below.

'This just ain't my day…' he muttered, shaking himself dazedly as the fire finally died down in his abused digits 'First I nearly die, then I come back as a cat, then I nearly suffocate in an exhaust port and become street pizza…' he ticked off all the weird ass things he'd gone through today on his fingers and sweatdropped 'Damn…just how many lives do cats have again?'

Shaking his head, the Saikyo-ryu master realized, as a breeze washed over him, that he was currently sitting in the middle of a garden with no clothes on. Even though it was nighttime, and no one had apparently heard the ruckus he was making, he couldn't risk the chance of someone spotting him from an upstairs window. It wouldn't do for the Saikyo name to be dragged through the dirt after all.

And so he turned his eyes to the washing line, where the neighbor had just hung out a load of bed sheets to dry and forgotten to take in, his eyes falling on a pink sheet in particular. 'Well…when in Rome…' he muttered, sneaking over to the line, keeping out of sight of the windows as he crouched behind the Outer's fence 'I wonder what ol' sourpuss is up too…' he wondered, tugging the sheets over to his side with a grunt 'Probably having a night on the town I'll bet…'

"I grow impatient with you silence." Gouki growled, glaring down at the stunned female, the voice alone had proved it, though he seemed to have known before hand, his crimson eyes glowing dangerously "What are you? Why do you assume the form of a cat?"

Luna, by contrast, was gaping at her supposed savior in alarm, fear, and hint of hope. Up until now she had assumed him to be like her previous savior, a simple cat that had somehow gotten it into his head to come to her rescue. That assumption had been literally moon-dusted the second he'd started talking to her.

Looking him over she realized that, first off, he certainly didn't carry himself like a cat, form aside she got the impression she was actually looking at a lion, the red mane didn't help either. Secondly, the symbol on his forehead, while not the crescent moon that denoted Artemis and herself as servants of the serenity line, was nonetheless the definitive symbol of a Mau, though why it was written in kanji she couldn't explain.

Mau were, as the name suggested, Magical cats with ties to the reigning sovereign. During the Silver Millennium, they had served as Advisors, Teachers and even lovers, once they reached the age and power requirements to assume their human form, though the latter was rare enough that it was hardly ever mentioned.

Still, most Mau bore the crescent moon of the serenity line, a symbol of their unerring loyalty and devotion to the Silver Millennium, and from it were able to augment their power with that of whatever was bequeathed to them by the reigning monarch. To find one with the Japanese kanji for 'heaven' on his brow, and a decidedly uncivil temperament, in a back alley in Juban kind of threw the royal advisor for a loop.

"You…Are you a Mau?" she asked tentatively, looking the large, strapping fellow over with combined disbelief and wonderment, unwilling to place her hopes on what might be a trap "That is, who are you?"

"I'm asking the questions here." Gouki growled, his eyes flashing crimson in his ire "I can tell from your energy you are no mere cat…talking aside you don't have the normal ki flow of any animal that I've seen." He growled, sniffing her face, causing her to blink in shock at the closeness of their features "That, and you reek of magic…OLD magic, though how old I can't be certain."

"Well excuse me!" the shocked advisor shot back, flushing at the proximity and swatting his face with a paw, the Mau equivalent of a slap, her face a mask of mortification. Sniffing someone's face, in Mau culture, was decidedly rude. "I don't know who you are sir, but I don't care for your lack of social graces!"

It was only as her paw started to sting, 'What's this guy made of!?', and she heard the telltale growl emanating deep in his throat, did Luna recall he'd just scared off a bunch of alley strays with a glare and…who knew what, and she wasn't exactly noted for her fighting ability.

"So…" the crimson eyed feline growled, an aura of anger settling over his frame as he glared at the suddenly nervous advisor "That's how you want to play it…"

Dan had just finished fixing the bed sheet to his frame in a passable rendition of a toga when Hotaru stuck her head out the window, gesturing to let him know the coast was clear. Not wanting to risk bringing the vines down with him, the Saikyo-ryu master leapt up and grabbed the edge of the windowsill, startling the girl at his clearing the almost two storey distance with apparent ease. But then to a martial-artist, particularly one that had spent any amount of in china running the hell away from a certain tribe of amazons, roof hopping wasn't that big a deal.

"Haruka-papa and Michiru-Mama have gone downstairs." The purple-eyed girl assured the man as he clambered through the window, sitting down on her chair backwards, "I've locked the door this time…sorry for earlier."

"No prob…" Dan assured her, holding up a hand to waylay any further apologies from the girl "I wasn't expecting this either…" he grinned at her "and it wouldn't have looked good if they'd seen me like this in here."

Hotaru nodded, a little flush adorning her cheeks as she did so. She may not have been a teenager yet, but even so, it was quite hard to miss the muscles on Dan's back, or, a darker part of her noted, his well-sculpted buttocks. Though for the life of her, the preteen couldn't understand where such a thought had come from.

"In any case," Dan muttered, looking over his hands with a frown "I wonder if this is permanent or if I'm gonna switch back any second now?" he flexed his fingers with a frown "Dammit, wish Gouki was here, he's supposed to be the hotshot master of martial arts."

"But why did you change in the first place?" Hotaru wondered, sitting on her bed in confusion as she looked at the pink clad man "Was it something I did?"

Dan was about to refute that assumption, not wanting to worry the girl too much, only to pause. While it WAS a possibility that whatever had turned him into a cat had simply worn off, there was still the fact he'd done so as Hotaru-chan, as he had come to regard the pre-teen, had hugged him. Of course it was a shot in the dark, for all he knew it could've been the hair-dryer poofing out his fur that caused the transformation, but then he wasn't an expert on magic. Kicking ass, taking names and making badass poses yes, but not magic.

"Let's just wait for Gouki to get back." He assured the girl, smiling at her comfortingly as he ruffled her hair, earning a giggle for his trouble "In the meantime…you got any videogames in here?"

Luna ducked under a flying trashcan, her eyes wide with terror as she hauled her feline posterior out of the alleyway, sweating bullets from her near escape.

Using her magic against a horde of alley cats would've earned her a right ribbing from Artemis, but it wasn't uncommon for Mau to duel each other with their abilities, it was actually the preferred method than resorting to, pardon the pun, catfights.

So the second the maned fellow's aura had turned violent, she'd used her abilities to hurl him away from her, sending him crashing into a pile of garbage cans. She'd paused for a second, a little woozy from using her magic so quickly, only for the trashcan's to literally EXPLODE off of her opponent, his aura blazing around him like fire as he glared at her, rearing his head back before launching, of all things, a FIREBALL from his mouth.

Needless to say, Luna had scarpered before the thing had even finished pulverizing the wall behind her, but she didn't doubt her pursuer was hot on her tail.

Gouki, in the meanwhile, was currently chasing after the unusual feline, his eyes blazing with the thrill of the hunt, and the possibility of a challenge. While he'd admit he had his guard down at the time, the female creature's attack had nonetheless knocked him flying, something that didn't happen often. Also, in his ire, he'd instinctively flared his killing intent-laced ki and fashioned it to launch a Shakunetsu Hadouken, quite forgetting he lacked the hands to do so, right up until he fired the blazing fireball from his mouth like the world's deadliest hairball.

It was invigorating really, as he raced through the streets after his prey, and not the least bit cathartic, to know that while his body was reduced to that of a common feline, his vast reservoirs of ki and mastery of chi had not been lost, so much as rerouted to suit his new form better.

'It would explain how I was able to kick that vehicle with such force earlier.' He reasoned, a dangerous smirk crossing over his features 'This simplifies things a little…if I can figure out how to re-align my ki, maybe I can figure out how to regain my normal form.'

But first he had to finish things with the purple feline. Advantageous encounter or no, NOBODY tossed the Master of Fists around like he was yesterday's garbage.

"C'mon…c'mon…" Dan growled, gritting his teeth as he mowed down foe after foe, watching the timer drop rapidly, even as his own condition worsened "Just…just one more…YAHOO!"

On the screen, Sailor V gave her trademark victory pose as she stood atop a pile of enemies, one of which was holding a little white flag pitiably in the air, the announcer calling out in praise at having attained the new high score.

"Sugoi…!" Hotaru breathed, her eyes wide with awe as she watched the credits roll before her. Hibiki-san had only been playing for about an hour and a half and he'd already cleared the game! Even the current record holder took five! "I never thought anyone could beat Danburite!" she exclaimed, referring to the final boss "He always attacks so fast!" she sighed, watching the credits roll to a close "It's so sad though…Sailor V loved him…"

"That's why you should never trust pretty-boys kid." Dan opined sagely, crossing his arms and nodding his head like he knew what he was talking about "More often than not they're only trying to get into your pants…or your wallet."

"Pants?" Hotaru repeated, blinking up at the man in his pink, makeshift toga in abject, innocent confusion "Why would Danburite want to wear Sailor V's panties?"

Dan choked at the image, thinking of a few reasons anyone would want to get their hands on the stunning blondes undergarments, but realizing that he was talking to a child promptly set his conversation regulators to PG "Erm…because he's a bad guy and bad guys do naughty things." He offered lamely, before shaking himself, she wasn't three for kami's sake "That is, well…let's just say that pretty boys like to take advantage of pretty girls, and one way of doing this is to brag about getting their underwear."

"Oh…" Hotaru uttered, nodding her head in understanding. At least it meant a lot more sense that what Haruka-papa had told her about men, right up until Michiru-mama had slapped the blonde upside the head, muttering something about the couch. After all, boys and girls couldn't do that right? It sounded like it'd hurt and that was just silly.

"Hey check it out!" Dan exclaimed, looking to the screen as a new icon popped up in the text bar "Alright! New modes and costumes!" he cheered, clicking through them with a smile "Hey check it! There's a Danburite mode, take a walk on the dark side huh?"

Hotaru giggled, watching as Hibiki-san loaded the new game, tearing through the game as Sailor V's nemesis/love interest, using Danburite's impressive sword skills and projectile tarot cards to make short work of the Dark Agency goons.

"There's that noise again…" Michiru noted, looking up at the roof, on the other side of which was Hotaru's room, from her spot next to Haruka on the sofa, a frown marring her beautiful features "You don't think that-?"

"Relax." Haruka assured the aquamarine senshi, nibbling on her ear daringly despite her earlier protests "She's playing one of those Sailor V games I got for her the other day…you know, the house warming gift?"

"How can Venus allow them to abuse her image like that?" Michiru muttered primly, remembering seeing quite a few…ADULT pieces of literature concerning the senshi of love's alter ego at the game store the couple had purchased the games from, hidden from underage eyes behind the counter.

"Jealous?" Haruka asked, smirking at her lover, who slapped her wandering hand in response "Oh come now Mi-chan…you know I'm kidding." She pulled something out from behind her back "Though I can understand your frustration…wow…didn't know she was so flexible."

"HARUKA!" Michiru exclaimed hotly, her face flushing at the sight of her lover reading one of those…TRASHY magazines she'd seen in the store, and had actually given the owner a heated admonisment for attempting to sell "Why did you buy such a-!"

"Relax…this one's tentacle free…" she flipped a few pages "Mostly…" she corrected with a snort "Otherwise it's mostly right up our alley…look, they even threw her in as Venus."

Michiru turned her head stubbornly, but couldn't deny that the peak she'd gotten of Venus and Sailor V on the double page spread had been…oddly appealing.

Though she'd never give Haruka the satisfaction of knowing she'd corrupted her, not without a fight that is.

'Is he a monster?' Luna panted, leaning against a wall for breath, having not stopped running since her escape from the alley 'For that matter…how is he pulling off those techniques?'

Mau were not exceptionally powerful fighters, their magic was limited in feline form and the sheer amount of power needed to assume human form was beyond both Luna and Artemis until Usagi ascended as the next Serenity, which wasn't likely to happen any time soon. But here this 'Gouki, was it?' character had turned up, hurling fireballs and leaping down at her from the top of buildings, leaving his paws buried in the concrete like some sort of meteor.

'If he is a Mau…' the exhausted advisor noted, catching her breath at last 'Then he has to be a survivor from the Silver Millennium…but which Planet did he hail from?'

What was most troubling was that he wasn't using any magic at all in his attacks, even the fireball he'd spat at her hadn't had a trace of Mars' trademark magical energy, and last she checked, only the Mau aligned with the red planet could summon fire, though they certainly didn't spit it from their mouths like hairballs.

'If Lord Ares could've seen that…' she chuckled, recalling Artemis' counterpart from the Martian Court, a fiery red creature that had a warrior's temper. Now THERE had been a fighter! A role model that the scouts could have used in their time of need.

Sadly, he'd died on the front lines, being the only Mau that had been able to support his human form during the battle. He'd died fighting alongside his queen and princess, actually defending Mars' body from Youma right up until the moon was rendered barren.

For a moment, Luna entertained the terrifying notion that this was a Youma in disguise, only to brush it off as ludicrous. No self respecting Youma would disguise itself as anything other than human, even Rhett Butler had been a reincarnation. And besides, if he was a Youma, he'd have recognized her as a Mau and transformed in an attempt to eat her by now.

"Which mean's he's either a descendant of the Mau raised on earth." She voiced, eyes widening in shock as she put the pieces together "Or he's a survivor that's forgotten how to retain human form!"

"So you CAN become human at will." A dark voice noted, Luna freezing as she felt a familiar presence appear on the fence above her, looking up into the blazing red eyes of her pursuer with alarm "That is most interesting…perhaps even enough to warrant sparing your life…"

He leapt down, landing softly before her with apparently no difficulty whatsoever, before turning to glare at her with his crimson eyes. "Now…" he uttered, walking up to her with a growl "Tell me who you are…and how you are able to return to human form."

'Well at least he's not trying to kill me anymore…' Luna sighed, shaking her head in disbelief, before clearing her throat "It all begins back during the Silver Millennium…"

And I think we'll just finish there for now.

Danburite is NOT an OC of Dan in a past life. He's an actual character and the final boss of the Sailor V series, and the one that explained to Minako on their last encounter that the Dark Kingdom (Negaverse) was behind the Dark Agency. While Wikipedia didn't mention much of his abilities, they did mention he divined with Tarot cards, so I figured he could use them as weapons. I prefer to think of his fighting style as an amalgamation of Oswald from Kof, Luxord from KH2 and Tubalcain Alahambra from Hellsing.

Also, Yes there are doujin of Sailor V in the Sailor Moon Universe, Usagi and Rei seemed to collect them, though whether they stopped after Minako showed up is debatable.

Also, I figured the Mau (moon cats) weren'tgiven enough backstory, so I'll be mentioning a few bits here and there about Mau Culture as the fic goes on.

Halibel: Interesting.

Dan: Toga! Toga! Toga!

Gouki: Orokana-me...(looks around) 0_o mn?!

Hotaru: (mimicking Dan, dressed in a toga made from purple curtains) ^_^

Omake theatre: Pretty Shotkan Soldier Hotaru II!

"You have got to be fucking kidding me..." Gouki muttered, watching as Hotaru pranced around the room, hugging the purple headpand to her chest wth glee, the little symbol for Saturn shining almost mockingly at the maned Neko.

"Oooh my head..." Dan muttered, clambering back onto the bed with a grunt, ears plastered low to his head "And my ass..." he muttered, tail sticking out straight "why do I feel like that time Jimmy and I got drunk in Ebiza?"

Gouki refused to answer, as that would mean he'd have to acknowledge the fool was there, and instead turned his attnetion to Hotaru "Brat, I hate to break it to you..." He paused, frowning slightly "Actually I don't, but that things probably just something the buffoon swallowed somewhere."

"Nuh-uh!" Hotaru insisted, looking down at the headband with a smile "It's the magical headband of Saturn! See, it says so right here!"

Gouki blinked, looking as the girl pulled our a small card from the back of the headband and held it out for them to read, a bead of sweat dropping down his head as he read over what appeared to be a list of instructions.

1- Place headband on your head.

2-Repeat the following chant: Fight! Fight! Headband of might! (Note: Striking a pose is optional, but encouraged)

3-Wait for bright lights to die down.

4- Kick ass.

Warning: Ensure you transform in a secluded area to avoud giving away your identity.

"What is this bullshit?" the master of fists muttered, only to curse as a bright light filled the room, looking round in alarm just in time to see Hotaru, the headband on her head, posing like some sort of Sentai character as she levitated off the floor, her body glowing white.

Before Dan and Gouki's eyes, the girl's clothes vanished in a flash of particles, only the light shining from her body protecting her modesty from whatever perverts were looking in on the scene. As the two neko's watched on in disbelief, the pree-teen's body slowly grew taller, the form developing at an accerated rate until she stoodjust under six feet, her long hair somehow braiding itself as it ran down her back, the remaining hair becoming a mess of spikes.

A Body suit formed around her frame, covering her from head to foot in a strange purple fabric that hid little from the imagination, even as what appeared to be body armour appeared around her ankles and wrists, a type of holster appearing around her torso and shoulders.

The light faded, leaving a tall, built woman where the small, innocent Hotaru stood, only her hair colour and eyes held any similarity to the little girl from a few seconds ago.

(For image sake, imagine Hotaru is dressed up in a purple and Black version of Elle Ragu's armour and Body suit from the Shadow Skill Anime. She looks just like Elle's as well, only her hair and eyes are Black and Purple instead of Stawberry Blonde and Green.)

"Yosha!" The newly transformed fighter cried out, her voice filled with confidence as she struck a pose, one fist extended and the other held near her chin "Champion of Justice, Seiken Fighter Dosei is here!"

Gouki blinked, looking over the impressively built warrior in front of him in disbelief, turning round to find Dan spread out on his back, a trail of blood extending from the pink neko's nostrils from watching the transformation sequence up close.

Down in the living room, Haruka sat bolt upright, a tingle racing up and down her spine as she looked around like an animal sniffing the air. 'Perv senses...tingling!' she realized, an eager grin slipping across her features 'I sense the arrival...of some new tail!'

Michiru, recognising the look on her lover's face, simply reached up and grabbed the horny blonde by the ear, dragging her towards their bedroom. It was time Haruka remembered just WHO was the master in this house, and velvet-kun hadn't been used in so long, the whip must be feeling lonely right about now.

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Michiru: WHAT"S MY NAME?!?!?