A/N: This one is up much faster than the previous one. And it has a lot of details!

As always, I own nothing

Hope you like it.

Surprisingly, I get to the Crown Arcade before Ami does. She isn't late, but I was so excited that I am early. I decide to relive some old times and play the old Sailor V game. I was never any good, but I did play it a lot in high school, and I was better than Usagi at it、although that doesn't say much of anything. For as much as she played, Usagi was very bad at all video games.

I am so engrossed in the game, that I don't even hear Ami approach. "Mako."

"Whaa!" I think I jump about two feet in the air as her hand touches my shoulder to get my attention. I turn to face Ami and my character died from the disruption. It doesn't matter as I pulled my friend in for a hug.

"Mako," she wheezes out, "let me breathe." I release her from my bear-hug and offer a small apology for squeezing her so hard.

"It's alright. I didn't mind, but I do have to breathe every now and then." Her warm smile made me feel happy all over. This is Ami, my good friend who was always so smart and kind and clever. I smile back.

We head over to the table area to sit down and get food. It wasn't that crowded, probably because it was a weekday. We get a secluded booth off to one side, with the window view looking out over the street. I remember getting this booth a lot when we were in high school. We would discuss Sailor stuff over parfaits. Looking back, we were surprisingly naïve. It must have been extreme luck that no one over heard us.

While I have anticipating this dinner, and the answers, for a while, once it is upon me, I am scared to know what Ami will tell me. I want to put it off as long as possible.

"So Ami, what have you been doing since getting back into Tokyo?" I ask her.

"Mostly, I've been seeing my family and old friends. What about you, Mako, how is business going?"

"The store had been doing well. There was an article in a magazine about my shop. It got it a lot of popularity. I am enjoying the work, but sometime I wonder if I can do all of it if it gets busier."

The waiter comes by and takes our order. Of course it is no longer Motoki. He is long gone from his part-time job as a waiter at the Crown. Ami orders a curry-rice plate and I order the seafood doria. We both order chocolate-banana parfaits for after.

"I see. Well, Germany has been great. I really like my project over there. I will have to go back next month to continue, I can't leave it on hold forever."

"Yeah, and you have to get back to your guy, Kudo. You left him over in Germany, didn't you?" Of course, any mention of her boyfriend and Ami blushes a bright scarlet. At least she doesn't break out in rash after seeing a love letter anymore.

"He's still over in Germany. We've been talking online usually once a day, though." Her blush recedes and a soft smile, indicating she is thinking of him, replaces it. I want to smile like that.

"Usagi was so pretty, wasn't she? I hope I look half as good as her on my wedding day. Whenever that may be." I give a theatrical sigh.

"Don't sigh, Mako. You will find someone soon. Who knows, maybe it is that cute boy who is staying with you."

I feigned confusion at which one. "Do you mean Ichirou or Maxwell?"

"Don't play dumb. Maxwell, of course. You seemed to come alive when you danced with him at the wedding. Also, you could have easily asked Suzuki to be your date to the wedding if you were interested in him. You didn't even think about it. Obviously he is not the guy for you."

"You have a point. I just never have seen him that way. I can't say why. It isn't like he is bad looking. In fact, he is pretty good-looking. My heart just doesn't seem to pound when he is near."

"Like the way it pounds when you Maxwell."

I sputter at that. "How did… it doesn't… Ami" I fix her a harsh glare.

"It was easy to guess. You get all misty-eyed the way you used to whenever you used to think about the crush you had back in junior high school."

I am about to deny all of it when our food comes. It smells so good, and looks fairly good, too. I can't remember the last time I ate out. I usually don't indulge in it just because I am in the kitchen all day and it isn't that much work to make up something quick for me as well. Also, it saves time and money that way, too. And when you are running a fledgling business, time and money are very important.

We eat in companionable silence. I am thinking over, and dreading, what the conversation will turn to next. The reason we came here to talk in the first place. Ami seems so be pretty happy and carefree, and she let me avoid the conversation before the meal. If she thought it was a serious matter, she wouldn't have let that happen, and she would have a pensive look of concentration on her face.

The meal is over too quickly, and I realize I have no delay tactics left. Now I have to hear about how I doomed the world or something like that. At least there isn't an enemy monster trying to attack us or steal our souls this time. What am I saying? I would prefer an enemy monster. At least then I would know what to do. I am not fond of this situation and my utter helplessness.

The waiter comes and takes our plates and gives us our parfaits.

"Mako. I think we've delayed talking about it long enough." She puts her spoon down and reaches down into her bag she brought and starts rummaging through it. As expected, she pulls out her computer and opens it up. The slight hum of the motor running is the only noise at the table as I anxiously wait for what Ami is going to say.

"Did I destroy the world?" I ask in a half joking manner.

"Ha ha, nothing so drastic at that. But I have to say Mako, when you get yourself into trouble, it is really complicated trouble. But at least it isn't your fault, from what I have collect. Be patient and I will explain everything properly when the laptop finishes booting-up."

I feel relieved at that. I sit back to wait for a minute, but then I realize that it would be easier if we can see the screen at the same time. I scoot my parfait across the table and then move over to sit next to Ami as she puts in her password.

I watch as Ami opens three files. One is just a basic note talking program, one is the internet, and the third is a complicated looking file that I couldn't figure out if I tried. I wonder if she designed it herself.

"Okay, let's start." She glances at me and then smiles. "Don't worry. It's complicated, not disastrous. It is also a fairly long explanation."

I just smile back at her, not really wanting to answer.

"So, first a little bit of history. I didn't realize this, but Setsuna hasn't always been the guardian of time. She replaced Sailor Hades around the time when the Moon Kingdom first began." Ami begins typing furiously on her computer. A composition of a 3D person appears on the screen. I have trouble telling her height, but she is very lanky. Her dark hair is cropped short, but her black Sailor skirt is longer than I've ever seen before.

"Sailor Hades," Ami continues, pointing at the screen, "acted less like a guardian of the gates of time and more like an access point for the gates. Sailor Hades used the gates quite often and messed with history and the future a lot. It even created more dimensions and time-lines because of all the use the gates got. I am sounding a little harsh, but it wasn't a bad thing. It is just the way it was, which is extremely different from Setsuna's much stricter handling of the gates." The body was zoomed into a head shot of the Sailor Hades. She had a ridiculous grin plastered on her face. Stats appeared at the side, identifying her unknown origins and age but known blood-type of AB.

"Setsuna and I decided to use her staff and contact Sailor Hades. I am not sure if we were time traveling or space traveling, but we did manage to get in contact with a ghost-like apparition that appeared out of the orb.

"While we were initially looking for information on the origins of the gates of time and time itself, to see if there were faults anywhere, we stumbled on to something very interesting. During the start of the Moon Kingdom, our mothers' were the Sailor Soldiers to Queen Serenity, which we knew. However, during the very early stages, Sailor Jupiter was killed in an uprising from Earth. They were able to quell the uprising, but the damage was done. Ami clicked on a few links and first a written document appeared and then older images over it. They were old drawings and perhaps photos of the history of the battle. At least in the picture, the one in green was down and not looking to get up any time soon.

"Queen Serenity tried to revive Sailor Jupiter with the Ginzoushou, but since deep in her heart, she wasn't prepared to die to have her wish granted, it wouldn't work for her. Because of that, Queen Serenity went to Sailor Hades and begged to have Sailor Jupiter brought from the past into the present. Hades refused whole-heartedly. While using the gates was acceptable, "reviving" someone by bringing the past version into the present is strictly forbidden. I am not sure why, but apparently time doesn't work that way, and the person instantly dies upon entering the present. Or at least according to Hades. Setsuna confirms that she also is forbidden from bringing a person into the present from the past in a form a revival." Ami closed the historical pictures and documents and opened another program, this one having graphs and charts and looking really busy.

"But Queen Serenity kept on begging and begging for her friend. In that way, she is a lot like Usagi, loyal to a fault to her friends. Finally, Hades thought of an idea. One of the other time-lines had another "Sailor Jupiter" in it. She wouldn't have her memories, but she was the exact same person. Obviously, she would have to be retrained, because her powers were latent in her other time. So Hades went and retrieved the other Sailor Jupiter." Now two images appeared. They were of Sailor Jupiter, the same person from different dimensions. "This one on the left is the 'original' and this one the right is your mother."

I stare at the two images trying to compare, to see if I could recognize my mother. They were almost identical, even the hair cut. I am not sure if it was my imagination, but the only thing I could tell was that my mother's eyes seemed harsher than the original, harder somehow.

"We don't know how willing she was at the beginning, but she eventually became happy with her life. She married the Prince of Jupiter, and had a daughter to fulfill the line. You. Not only were we sent to the future from the Moon Kingdom to now, but you are born from people of two different time-lines."

The image closes and an abbreviated version of a family tree appeared, showing my father's history and then my mother and me.

Ami looked up from the screen. I close my eyes and let it all sink in. Talk about one weird history. I had already accepted most of what I was, but this is a strange new element to an already complicated situation. I open my eyes and see Ami staring at me, a frown starting form on her face from worry.

"So," I say, "what does all that mean now?"