Disclaimer: Don't own That, Don't own This, Well, to make a Long story short

Too Late!

I don't own Sailor Moon.

Moon Cats

Chapter 7

"I mean it! It's a VERY flattering outfit!" Sailor Moon, aka Usagi Tsukino, continued smiling, trying to look friendly.

Both Neko-jin "Eeped" and stepped back, looking at the Senshi with wide eyes. The white Tiger-man seemed to be honestly afraid of the girls, while the Panther-girl looked... Embarrassed to Sailor Moon. Weird. She shrugged and took the opportunity to look over the two Neko-jin, seeing as they were the new kids on the "Super-hero" block.

The White Cat-man was obviously male, with long white hair in a braid but with bangs hanging almost over his eyes. He was wearing a brown leather jacket, a close fitting gray T-shirt, and khaki "Cargo" shorts. He also looked the more worried of the two.

"Don't worry, we aren't going to hurt you, and are really, really sorry about earlier this evening." The empathetic leader of the Sailor Senshi reassured with a gentle smile. Then she turned her attention to the other, female Neko-jin.

Again, she was obviously female, wearing a sleeveless bodysuit which she either wore leggings with, or continued down her powerful legs into the soft, calf hugging boots covering her feet which were more "Human" then the males. The outfit was completed by a short micro-mini with a slit up both thighs, apparently designed for movement as well as modesty (the Senshi being very familiar with how even very short skirts can protect modesty, and prevent prying eyes from seeing what they shouldn't). The color of the outfit was almost a perfect match for her dark, satiny fur, which covered her lean but powerful arms and face. Her hair, or long head fur whichever it was, was as long as the males, though she had it pulled back into a loose ponytail instead of a braid.

All in all she looked very sensual and very dangerous all at once, though the smudges of soot covering her body marred the effect. Her face was the worst, with smudges stealing the silky sheen from many spots, and literally coating her forehead. In truth, the only real flash of "color" on her person were her green eyes, and a flash of silver from the bracelet on her wrist.

For some reason that drew Sailor Moons attention, distracting her. "Now where do I know that bracelet from?"

Venus, realizing Sailor Moon was distracted again, hopped forward and offered the White Cat-man her hand. "Hi, I'm Sailor Venus! What's your name?" She chirped happily.

Both Moon Cats blinked in shock then looked at each other. "Um... Our names?" Artemis asked. He figured Minako would recognize his voice but was frankly unable to think of what else to do.

Frankly, part of him was disappointed that they hadn't figured out who they were already. 'Seriously girls! One white and one black Neko-jin, a Male and Female respectively AND I went running out the door to come HERE? You are SO getting some training, I swear it!' he thought to himself.

Of course, the larger frame disguised his voice, making it a bit deeper, producing a slightly different timbre as well. "Yeah! I mean, we are all sorry about that little scene at the restaurant, and it'd be nice to be friends instead of enemies!"

Artemis opened his mouth to say something, though even HE didn't know what, when a distraction provided it's self.

"THERE THEY ARE!" An unknown voice yelled as the girls and cats were blinded by the bright spot mounted on the television camera pointed right at them. Temiko Kanada and her cameraman charged down the alley "I am Temiko Kanada, with Tokyo News Channel Five! We'd like to ask you a few questions, do you have time for an interview?" She asked all of them as a group.

Luna, finally snapping out of her shock, turned to the girls. "I think we should talk at another time." She said calmly. Then she grabbed Artemis by his hand and jumped to the roof of a small store nearby, soon disappearing into the night.

Shrugging, Sailor Moon gestured to the other Senshi, and with smiles and a few waves to the camera, they all jumped away, also vanishing like a magicians smoke and mirrors.

"Darn it!" Was all the intrepid reporter could say.

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Reika Hagisaki sat in her overstuffed chair, watching the television nestled in "Mr. Tigers" sculpted stone mouth. She found the images quite intriguing. "So those are the famous Sailor Senshi! And that MUST be the White Tiger-Man from earlier this evening, who destroyed my brother's friend! It seems they have made up, and set aside their differences."

She smiled, and wished she could meet them, and be like them. Normal girls.

Sighing, as the news changed to the weather, she rose and walked across her sitting room, pausing only to place the remote in it's place, and having Mr. Tiger close his mouth hiding it and the TV. Then she entered her workroom, and looked at the large wire mesh shape in the middle of the room, clay already half way covering the vaguely human shape of her brother's next "Bodyguard". She breathed deeply of the scent of clay, wood, and fabric while considering it.

"I really should work on you, but I just don't feel like it at all." She said to the unfinished sculpture. Instead she crossed to a small table in a corner, and a smaller sculpture she had started this evening. It was a small Tiger-man, based loosely off of descriptions given by the media. "Seems I can finish your face. I was right, your nose shouldn't have been that long, little one."

She worked for two hours, her sculptress tools like magic wands in her delicate hands. With deft, quick, and practiced motions she removed clay, or shaped it until she had a perfect Neko-jin, though no bigger then a kitten, standing before her. "Well, little Tiger, it looks like you are ready for the Kiln."

Standing, she whipped her hands on a rag, then very gingerly lifted the Tiger man up and placed it gently in her smaller kiln, which she then turned on and stepped back from.

"To bad you aren't the real one." She said, sadly. Looking at the window, she paused to think, looking at the fire escape of the building next door. "But maybe..." She muttered softly to herself as she walked over to the behemoth that took up the center of the room.

"What an interesting idea..."

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The next morning found Mr. Mako, Reika's bodyguard, climbing around the damaged pavement and bricks in the area of the Elegant Sea's restaurant at the bidding of his mistress.

He climbed the damaged corner of a building, looking around before returning to the sidewalk and walking to a small damaged tree, shaking his head. "Find fur, she says! Sometimes I thin she's a little TOO sheltered. Who does she think I am a Boy Scout?" He chuckled, thinking of a Yakuza, Boy Scout troop and the badges THAT would require.

Soon, however, he stumbled upon what he was sent to find. Apparently the Neko-jin had bumped against this damaged planter, leaving a fair amount of white fur where it was easy to find, if you were looking.

"I don't know what she's planning, but I have a feeling someone isn't going to like this."

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Also, that morning, Luna and Artemis were finally trudging up the stairs to Makoto's apartment.

"I still smell like smoke!" Luna despaired, as they scaled the steps.

"Not really, at least not real badly. Unless you were right next to me, I can't smell it."

"Yes, well..." What ever Luna was about to say was to remain a memory, as Usagi came bursting out of the apartment, laughing like a maniac wielding a blue dolphin (AN: It's a water pistol, not a big sea mammal. Just so you know)

"Didn't think I'd wake up first DID YA!" She yelled into the open door. "That'll teach ya to make fun of "Meatball Head!"" Laughing with evil (For Usagi) glee, she scooped up Luna, and ran off.

"Now for YOU, Ms. Doubting Cat!" She yelled as she ran down the stairs, amazingly not falling and killing both of them.

Artemis, blinking in confusion, watched as the other girls, all soaked to the skin, came charging out, chasing their princess.

Of course, since her "Protectors" were promising dire implications if they caught up with her, Artemis wasn't sure if Usagi could survive. Shrugging, Artemis walked into the apartment, found a window with a good amount of morning sun coming in, and went to sleep in the soft warmth.

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Usagi hid, still holding Luna against her chest, fighting the laughter bubbling up against her lips as the other girls ran by chasing her. She pocketed the Dolphin pistol, and lifted Luna to face level. "Now what shall I do to the "Alarm Clock Of Pain" hmm?" She asked.

"Only YOU, Usagi, would wake up early souly for this nonsense. I swear, Usagi... Usagi, what are you doing?"

Usagi ignored her, pausing to ask her own question. "Luna, why do you smell like smoke?" Usagi brought her close to her nose, and took a firm breath, smelling the scent of burning wood and plaster on her fur. She also bumped the tennis bracelet turned collar with her nose. She pulled back and froze, looking at Luna.

Luna froze, staring back.

"Luna... Are you...are you that..."

"Um... Now Usagi... I can explain..."

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"Now, little Tiger, you know what I want you to do, right?"

The little statue turned, and looked at Reika, nodding it's fired clay head.

"Good, now walk along the edge, till you get to the fire escape, and work your way down. Be VERY careful, I don't want you to hurt yourself."

The little statue bowed formally, then started walking along the wide ledge of the building, heading out on the mission his lady had set for him.

AN: Hehhehehehehe. Two kinda cliffhangers in ONE CHAPTER. You'd think this was my goal. Actually I just stop a chapter where I think it needs to stop, so there isn't really a plan, I just apparently like cliffhanger type scenes. Oh well.

Also, I didn't mean for Last chapter to have been that short, it just kinda felt like a good stopping point. There isn't really a reason for some chapters being long and some short. At least I'm better then some authors who have like three paragraphs for chapters (Scary note, I know published novelists who will write one chapter of like five thousand words, then another of just 30. However, She's a great writer, so I don't CARE...heh.)