This is a bit of a different fanfic than I'm used to writing. I thought it was an interesting premise, so I decided to write it. Here go the disclaimers: I don't own Sailor Moon, so don't sue me, yada yada yada…

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Onto the story…

Angelic Embrace

Part 2

"Is something the matter?"

Makoto turned around and met a stormy pair of gray eyes. She shrugged. "No, not really." She turned back to the window and watched as the night grew deeper. "I usually don't sleep all that much. Night is usually when I'm actually doing stuff and sleeping in the day."

"Because of street fighting?" Kris joined her at the window, looking out and his expression thoughtful.

"For the most part."

"If I may ask, why did you choose the name 'Jupiter' for your street fighting?"

Despite asking it as a casual question, Makoto could tell by the set line of his jaw that this was something that he really wanted to know. "I don't know really. When I first signed up and they asked my alias name, I just uttered the first thing that came out of my mouth. Jupiter happened to it."

"Do you know that Jupiter is the Roman name for the king of the gods who wielded lightning?"

"I didn't know before, but I do now."

"Do you like thunderstorms?"

She gave him a lopsided grin. "What's with all the questions?"

"Just answer it."

Makoto frowned at his commanding tone. "If it's all the same to you, I'd rather not."

They stood in silence for a while, each watching the city. Finally he turned to her. "You should get some sleep."

Makoto stood by the window long after he was gone, thinking. There was something definitely wrong with this picture, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She felt as if she'd met them before, but that it had been long ago. Her frown deepened. That woman had better be answering a lot of questions for her and the answers had better be satisfactory. After ten years, she couldn't settle for less.

When Nephrite awoke, sunlight was streaming into his room. He sat up and threw the covers off of him. Today was the day that they would go see Mamoru…Endymion. What had happened that made him so violent in his sleep? What had changed? And what was with the girl?

There was a peremptory knock on his door and he smiled. He knew who that was. Opening the door, he let his fellow Shitennou in. "Kunzite, it's rather early."

Kunzite, or rather Kris for the sake of Makoto and getting some answers, sat down in a chair near the door. Jadeite, Jace, and Zoisite, Zale, entered a moment later, they smiling at him. He closed the door behind them.

"I found Makoto up last night, staring out the window. I asked her why she chose the name Jupiter and she told me it just popped into her head when they asked for her pseudonym for street fighting. She doesn't know why."

"Where is she going today?" asked Zoisite.

"I don't know. We need to keep our eye on her, though. Last night proved that to me."

"Why? What happened?"

Kunzite rubbed his eyes and looked at Jadeite. "She acted like Jupiter, from the Silver Millennium. Do you remember when I had first met her? Do you remember that conversation?"

"Which one?" questioned Jadeite, his brows drawn together in thought.

"The one where I asked her questions, she then asked me why I was asking them all, I told her to answer it, and she frowned at me and said she'd rather not."

"Oh, I remember now. So?"

"We had that exact same conversation last night."

There was silence. "How do we know that she really isn't Jupiter and she's just faking as if she isn't, as farfetched as that might seem," said Nephrite.

"I have no doubt that she isn't faking. There would be no way for her to be traveling around the world doing street fighting and being a Senshi at the same time. She has too much loyalty to her."

"What happened to the princess?" asked Zoisite quietly.

"I don't know, but the prince's condition is connected to her. So whatever is happening to her is affecting him," Kunzite said grimly.

Usagi woke with a sigh. She had spent ten years in this place with nothing to break up the monotony about it, though she had spent most of her years talking with the Queen and learning all about the history that was a part of her.

She crawled out of bed, part of her reveling that there was no set time she had to rise. However, the only thing in the closet was dresses. Sometimes she missed just pulling on a pair jeans and a t-shirt.

Trying to get the pale pink dress on, she stumbled back into the dresser. Something fell and she picked it up. It was a picture she hadn't ever noticed before. It's more of a very small painting. There was her and the man, Endymion, next to her. Her heartstrings pulled for her even though she'd never met him before, she still felt as if she loved him and would always love him. Just behind them was what Queen Serenity called the Senshi. There was the Inner Senshi with four other men. Just behind them was the tall Outer Senshi. In her arms she held a black cat with a crescent moon on its forehead. On the shoulder of the orange Senshi a white cat sat. Everyone was smiling and she felt a happy feeling welling up inside her. It had taken ten years to remember, but she had gotten all her memories back. All except a few were just like someone had told her a story and there was no strong emotions connected to them, but a few, a simple few, were as strong now as they were then, such as this picture taken a few weeks before Metallia's attack.

She sighed again and left the room. Even after being there as long as she had, she was always struck at how beautiful the palace was. She went out to the garden and twirled and twirled around, an enormous smile plastered on her face. She stopped as she saw the ever-present bubbles.

Tears came to her eyes. What had happened to her family? What about her friends? What had happened at her school? What had happened? How were the reincarnated Senshi doing? Who were they? Did they like school, hate it like her? Did they like to shop, eat ice cream? Were they enjoying their lives?

A hand was placed on her shoulder and Usagi looked into the eyes of her mother. "Hello."

She gestured and Usagi followed her. "There are two things that are passed down the line of Serenity." They sat down at a table that Usagi had begged to have outside since it was so beautiful.

"What are those?"

She held up a shining crystal, the Ginzuishou. "This and this." She took off her crown and handed it Usagi. She gasped as the crystal settled in her other hand. "You need to know how to use this; your Senshi are coming together to bring you back to your world. You must show them who you are."

Usagi looked at the bubble barrier. She could feel the presence again. There was always a presence outside of it, but there was no malice in it. It was always gentle and loving. She wondered who it was; it had a familiar feel to it, but she couldn't quite place it.

"All right, I shall learn, mother."

End of Part 2

This was short, I know. But I feel the need to end it here.