Chapter 01: The Fight

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Disclaimer: Ranma ½ is owned by Rumiko Takahashi, Sailor Moon is owned by Naoko Takeuchi

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Sestuna flinched when she heard the door slam for the second time that day. Her nerves were starting to fray due to the current situation she was dealing with. Two of her housemates, Haruka and Michiru, had been dating for quite a while, but recently things had come to a head and it looked like they were teetering on the edge of a very messy break-up. To add to her stress, their charge, Hotaru, was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, believing that she was the reason the two older girls had been fighting.

She had done her best to reassure the young girl that she was not the reason for the arguments, which was true. Those had been caused by two natures clashing when they were trying to stay true to their past lives. And while these arguments worried Sestuna, they worried her alter-ego even more.

As Sailor Pluto, she was charged with the Guardianship of an ancient device known as the Gates of Time. The Gates allowed her to view the possible futures and pick along the timeline, and she was always searching for the best future to guide the world into. This meant Crystal Tokyo, a kingdom built upon the corpses of billions of people. It wasn't just the fact that this was the most likely future, Sestuna had always thought it was the only way to make the best out of a bad situation. But every once in a while, the time stream would pass through a 'rough patch' that would make it hard for her to guide the future. These patches where caused by chaos and generally popped up when the Scouts were battling their latest enemies.

This particular brand of chaos was not another threat to be fought off. Nor was it caused by any of the Chaos Generators or Beacons that lived across the world. This chaos was homegrown, fueled by increasing emotions and tempers in her home and caused by two young women trying to reconcile their past lives with their present ones.

When Sestuna looked at the Scouts during the meetings or whenever they met elsewhere, she was always mentally cataloging the differences between them and their past lives. While Queen Serenity's spell had ensured that their souls would be properly reincarnated, the lives they lived and their parents had little influences on each of the girls. Some of the differences were physical, such as the Inner Scouts being the same age as the princess, but in the Silver Millennium they all varied in age with Ami, the youngest, only 4 years older than Usagi. Other changes were in the talent area, as Makoto had never been much for cooking her own in the past, in the present it was both a necessity and a hobby for the girl.

But the most notable differences were the slight changes in personality. Every scout had them. From Usagi's charming but frustrating naivety to Hotaru's belief that she needed to prove herself worthy of their love, none surprised her more than the differences in her two closest comrades, Uranus and Neptune.

The arguments had started because of some of the main differences with the two. While Michiru was strictly lesbian, Haruka could appreciate a man's physical attraction. Both had been rather on again off again back in the Silver Millennium, and would often share with each other even when they were 'off'. The thing was, at the time, they approached relationships casually and both where only attracted to women. In the present, Michiru wanted a serious relationship and was aggravated by Haruka's wandering eyes.

Especially when they stopped on a man. Haruka never claimed to be bisexual, all she claimed was that she could appreciate a man's body and personality, and she had never found a man that she would be willing get into a relationship with. The blonde haired racer still approached relationships as casually as her past life did, and had made a teasing comment about inviting a rather feminine looking boy their age to join them in order to, as she put it, "Change things up a little."

Michiru had not taken the comment well. While Haruka had only been teasing, Michiru despised the thought of any man having any sort of physical relationship with her. She could be friendly enough with the boys she went to school with, she kept them at a distance. It didn't matter how manly or feminine a person looked, if they were physically male, the teal haired violinist refused to go beyond friendly acquaintances.

So when Haruka had made the comment, it had both angered and upset Michiru. Haruka knew her feelings on the subject and the blonde should have known better than to mention something like that. She had immediately retorted saying that Haruka was manly enough to be her own boyfriend, and that had lit the blonde's fuse. Haruka was sensitive about her mannish appearance even though it helped her keep the true nature of their relationship under wraps. After all, as a world famous musician Michiru didn't want her personal life pried into. So Haruka had played the suave and mysterious boyfriend. All Michiru's comment did was spit on what she had done for her girlfriend.

That was only the first fight, happening nearly a month ago. Both had returned to the house in a foul mood and went in different directions, Haruka to the garage and Michiru to her music room. These little fights had happened before, so Sestuna didn't think too much into it after she had gotten the story out of both of them. Unfortunately it escalated from there.

Today had been the worst fight yet. A month of emotions running high and tempers being frayed, Michiru had made a snide little comment about Haruka's passive admiration of men. The comment ignited the racer's already short fuse and Haruka fired back. It escalated into a shouting match that ended with Haruka slamming her fist down on the table hard enough to snap it in half. After a moment of stunned silence, the blonde turned on her heel and went upstairs as Michiru started yelling about how she wasn't done with the blonde. Haruka had ignored her and reappeared with her leather jacket and a backpack.

The blonde had kneeled down and hugged Hotaru before whispering something in the girl's ear before she moved towards the garage. As Michiru reached out to turn Haruka around so she could continue their fight, Haruka turned back with a glare.

"I'm leaving until you can pull your head out of your ass and apologize. I made a harmless comment that you blew out of proportion." Haruka said as she opened the door, "Call me when you're ready to apologize."

Michiru saw red at that point, "How dare you blame this on me! You want to leave, then leave! Get out!"

Haruka's glare went glacial before she turned around and left, slamming the door behind her. Seconds later they heard her motorcycle roar to life before peeling out of the driveway. The fading roar of the vehicle seemed to incense Michiru further as she stormed upstairs and slammed the door to their bedroom.

After she had calmed down Hotaru, who was now at the Tsukino's with Chibi-Usa, and rescuing everything of Haruka's that Michiru had thrown in the hall, Sestuna left for the Gate. While she hoped that this was only temporary and her friends would make up, she had a sinking feeling. She needed to check the time stream, and prepare for whatever changes could come from this.

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Haruka cursed as she ripped her helmet off after parking her bike at the train station. She hated that a fight between her and Michiru was going this far, but everyone needed time to cool their heads. She needed a place to stay, so she decided to make a call.

After locating the pay phones, Haruka mentally ran through a list of people she could call. Old girlfriends would just make the situation worse and her parents weren't in Japan at the moment, which made the list of people she could call rather small. The only one she could call would be her uncle. She could only hope he would take her in.

As the phone rang, Haruka attempted to remain calm. She knew from the last time she had spoken with her cousins that they had a rather full house due to some family friends, but she really didn't have anywhere else she could go. As someone on the other end picked up, Haruka's voice caught in her throat.

"Hello Uncle Soun, its Haruka. I had a fight with Michiru and left. Could I stay at the dojo for a few weeks?"

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Author's Note: All right people, this is another story that's been on my rewrite back-burner for a while, mainly involving Ranma, Herb, and a female Gosunkugi become Sailor Scouts. The premise is still the same, but the set up and enemies will be different from my original plan. Have fun and let me know what you think!