HELP!!  I read a ff a long time ago-strictly Sailor Moon, no crossover, that was about how the Negaverse got Mercury before Moon and Luna did.  And then they found Sailor Jupiter and she and Mercury became friends.  Does anyone know the author or title of this story?!  If you send it to me or write it in your review and it's the right one, I may have a surprise for you... like you getting the chapter early.

Author:  Fate's Child (Terra Brooks)

Date: December 11, 2001

E-mail:  Prncss_Earth@hotmail.com

Duo collapsed in laughter as soon as his sister was inside.  The look on Heero's face was for once not emotionless, but rather one of stunned disbelief.  The rest of the pilots just stood still gaping until Relena began to stir.  Quickly, everyone made their way into the house and locked the door behind them.  Noticing humming coming from the kitchen, the five boys walked to the living room.  Duo was still wiping tears from his eyes. 

"Did you guys see," he giggled, "the look on Relena's face when," helpless fits of laughter consumed him again.  Quatre joined him, chuckling softly while Wufei and Trowa just smirked.  Heero still had the look of disbelief on his face.

"I think she was trying to get Relena to leave you alone for good, Heero."  Trowa explained when the pilot just kept staring at his companions.

"Exactly," Lita commented from the doorway.  "If I embarrassed you, I'm sorry."  She smiled slightly as she took in the sight of her brother sitting on the ground, tears of laughter still running down his face.

"Trio, that was GREAT!"  Duo hooted and then dissolved into fits again.

"Duo, get a grip.  I have to make a trip to the store if anyone is interested in telling me where it is."

"I'll take you."  The pilots looked surprised at who had offered.  In the doorway stood Rashid. 

"Okay.  Thanks."  Lita turned towards the man.  "Uh, you are?"

"Rashid.  I assume you are Mr. Maxwell's sister."

"Yup, that's me.  Lita Trio at your service."  She gave a small bow.  "Just let me get my coat."  She headed out of the room.

"Rashid, one of us can take her."  Quatre said. 

"She interests me."  Was all the man said before turning and walking out the door behind the tall girl. 

-     -      -    

"So you worked for Quatre a long time, huh?"  Lita questioned as they drove to the store. 

"Yes.  You've known them for about two weeks?"  Lita nodded in answer.  "And you know his sister."  This time it wasn't a question. 

"No.  I don't believe I've ever met any of the Winners before.  Why?"

"I thought that was how you found out about the job."  Rashid answered, keeping his face placid. 

"No, there was an ad in the newspaper.  I just showed up."  Staring at her from the corner of his eye, Rashid judged she was telling the truth.  Which didn't explain the picture he'd found in her purse containing two of the Winner sisters.  Not that he had been spying or anything.  He nodded because he thought she needed an answer and kept driving.

-     -      -    

While Trio and Rashid were at the store, the pilots talked about their new mission.  Although the theme wasn't too new.  It was to protect Relena at all costs because there was another organization after her.  They called themselves the Moon Guard and were supposedly trying to find the rightful heir to the throne, stating that Relena wasn't the true Princess of the world.  Although she furiously told them otherwise. 

They worried a bit about what to do concerning Duo's sister-who had already wormed her way into their very tight hearts.  None of them wanted to see her get hurt, and they knew from the tone of voice she used whenever Duo was concerned that she would get involved if she thought he was in trouble.  They decided that the only thing that they could do for the time being was to keep her ignorant and pray that she didn't have any cause to try and delve deeper into their pasts-or their present.  Duo gravely informed them that she was as good with a computer as he was-probably better-and that her skills on the street, both fighting and pick pocketing, had earned her quite a reputation back when they were still young.  It seemed to the pilots (especially Wufei) that her skills had only increased and that she would be a difficult foe to deceive.  Trowa carefully reminded everyone that they were not harmless themselves.  They weren't the five most deadly boys on the planet for nothing. 

They had all gone their separate ways then: Quatre headed towards the office to do some business while Wufei went to train.  Trowa headed to the music room to calm his nerves like he always did after serious discussions and Duo decided to go for a swim.  Heero was soon left alone in the library and took a seat in one of the big chairs Quatre's family seemed to favor so much.  There was, for a long time, more thoughts running through his head then he could control.  There was something about Lita, and the way she kissed him, that triggered something in his memory.  He put that thought away for a moment and focused on the others. 

He was not-as everyone else assumed-as emotionless as he appeared.  There was a lot going on behind his shielded eyes, he had just learned over the years to never, ever let anyone see what lurked beneath.  Dr. J had trained what he thought was the "Perfect Soldier".  What he really trained was a master deceiver.  From the moment a gun had been placed in his hand, Heero had known that his life would never be the same.  That he had already seen and learned too much.  The Doctor wouldn't just let him go if he failed his training.  So Heero hid who he was, what he felt, from the rest of the world.  Day by day, he mislead the rest of the world.  And everyday he paid for it. 

Until he had finally been pulled into the band of misfits that became known as the unbreakable five at any school they were put into.  Somehow, against the odds, or maybe in spite of them, they had become friends.  From the quite and solemn Trowa to the hyper Duo.  They were the first friends any of them had truly known and so far, the last. 

And then Lita came into the picture.  Duo was suddenly showing both sides of him, not only the hyper part, but the serious, sometimes sentimental side too.  Quatre was showing protectiveness and Trowa was talking more.  A lot more.  Wufei finally seemed to respect a woman and Heero...  Heero shook his head.  He was more affected then he let on.  There was something mysterious about her, something so hurt, so destroyed, that it made him want to reach past whatever barriers she'd put up and fix it.  Sometimes, he'd find her silently looking at the group as if she wasn't truly there, as if she didn't belong.  And there was a yearning in her eyes so strong that it made him ache to comfort her. 

He hid the feelings he had developed for her where he hid the rest of his emotions.  In a part so deep inside of him, they'd only come out when he was alone and had time to dig to where he had buried them.  And sometimes he would type on his computer, what exploded in his mind because of them.  It was like opening a door and Heero found that sometimes the only way that he could ever control them to any degree was to write stories about other people having the same feelings he wasn't aloud to have. 

That was his little secret.  None of the pilots knew-and he would keep it that way if he could.  Which was why he kept such tight security on the damn thing.  If any of his friends found out about what came out of him when he was in emotional turmoil... he'd have to kill them.  But some part of him wanted to share it with the broody brunette that had come into their lives so suddenly.  That made him both uneasy and angry.  He shook his head again. 

He watched her from the shadows when she didn't know he was there and he felt himself slowly falling in love with her.  Dramatic, he knew it seemed that way, but it was the truth.  There was a haunted past to her that gave him something to identify with, secrets that she hid, like he hid a part of himself.  Yet she was able to do something he never had.  She hid a part of herself, yet managed to be open and honest with him and the others and for that reason she had earned their respect and their friendship-none of which were given easily. 

And then there was that kiss.  Not only had it been given to get Relena to leave him alone, but he was sure that there was no way that someone could kiss that way if they didn't mean it.  And it had stirred more feelings in him then her simple presence had, but this time his mind and body was still reeling from the effects and he hadn't had time to cover the feelings he was sure had passed across his face.  Luckily, the rest of the pilots had been reeling from the fact that she had actually kissed him and weren't paying attention to his face. 

He had promised himself when he had heard her sing that he would do anything to open her up even if it meant acting human in front of everyone.  He had made the vow and now found it hard to make it seem like a chore.  He saw what she had done as a friendly effort.  It was a pain of regret that he felt when he thought back on it.  He didn't want to be her friend.  There was no way that she could ever love him the way he was loving her, he knew.  But it didn't stop the wanting.  And some little voice inside of him was taunting.  'Why can't she love you?  You're worth it.  You can be worth it.'  He was snapped out of his musing when he heard a car door slam.  He quickly shoved his feelings back down to where he hid them and stood.  There was some research on his new mission that he needed to get and he had spent enough time wasting time on... feelings. 

-     -      -    

The rest of the trip had been uneventful and soon Lita was standing in the kitchen trying to decide what to cook for dinner.  She turned when someone cleared their throat in the doorway. 

"Hi Trowa!"  She chirped, waving a little.  "What can I help you with?"

"I wanted to know if you needed any help."  She smiled. 

"Actually, I don't have the faintest idea what to cook for dinner."  He was quiet for a minute. 

"Quatre and I did most of the cooking when-before you came.  I could help you make stakes if your interested." 

"Sure.  Great.  I haven't made stakes in..." she trailed off, remembering the American cook off she and Haruka had had about a month before she had left.  Her eyes softened a bit at the thought of the wind senshi and with regret that she could never tell her of the last battle or where she had gone.  She cleared her throat.  "I haven't made them in a long time.  Stakes would be good."  She turned to the refrigerator and took out the meat.  Trowa watched her for a moment, remembering the emotions that had played over her face before walking over to help her. 

-     -      -

"I really don't need to go to school."  Lita said.

"You have to."  Duo stated. 

"It was part of the deal," Quatre reminded.

"But that means I have to pretend to be Heero's girlfriend all the time in order for my original plan to work.  Because we are going to Relena's school."   Everyone nodded, even the perfect soldier.  She stared at the colbat-eyed boy and their gazes held.  She was unaware of her brother quietly ushering everyone out of the room.  She did notice, however, when the door clicked shut. 

"Hn."  Heero seemed to have just noticed that they were alone also. 

"You really don't want me pretending to be your girlfriend."  Lita tried to preswade him.  "I'm an awful girlfriend.  Just ask-"  'Damn.  Don't want to go there'.  "You just don't want me as a girlfriend. 

"Hn."  She hated the way his eyes stayed on hers, steady as you please without so much as a twitch of emotion. 

"Ugh."  She flopped down on the sofa, trying to sort out a good argument.

"Would it really be so bad?"  His voice was so soft, she almost missed it.

"What?"

"Would it be so bad to pretend to be my girlfriend."  She sat up straighter trying not to let her mind wander to the dreams she'd had of him.  Chancing a look at his face, she was surprised to note that instead of looking emotionless, he just looked tired. 

"I don't under-"

"Is it that hard to imagine going out with someone like me?"  All of her thoughts stilled. 

"No."  The answer was soft.  "Not at all.  I just-" she took a deep breath and prepared to take a huge plunge.  "Maybe I just didn't want to pretend."  When his eyes snapped up to meet hers, she was again surprised at the intensity.  There was so much he hid behind that wall of cool indifference.  "I like you, Heero.  A lot."  He was silent for another moment processing the words and smirking at the little.  Sometimes that little voice was right.  

"Good."  He murmured.  "Cause I think I like you too.  A lot."  He added with a smile.

"Oh god."  Her breath punched out of her in a whoosh.  His smile was devastating.  He walked over to where she still sat and pulled her up, linking his hands behind her back. 

"I liked it when you kissed me," he whispered, a breath away from her lips. 

"Me too," her voice was soft and warm, her eyes dreamy and her body limp in his arms.  "I liked it so much," she paused, "I'm going to do it again."  Lifting her arms to link around his neck, she closed the distance between their lips. 

-     -      -

      "What's up, Q?"  Quatre turned around in surprise at the voice.  He was met with a tall blond man and a aqua haired woman.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?"  The man turned to his companion.

"'Do I know you'," he mocked, making Quatre turn red.  "Jeez, Quatre, how many people call you Q?"  The blond haired boy's eyes widened for a minute.

"Haruka?"  He squeaked out, trying to imagine his sister looking like a man of all things. 

"The one and only."  She turned to the other woman.  "This is Michiru." 

"Hi."  Quatre suddenly remembered his duty and bowed slightly.  "A pleasure."  A whoop of laughter and triumph sounded from down the hall that had the three running.  What they saw astonished them.  Duo was doing a happy dance while Lita and Heero stood faintly blushing-holding hands.  All of a sudden, Lita let go of his hand and looked up, alarm coloring her vision.  Her eyes met with the blonde's and then the other woman.

"Haruka."  Her voice was soft and pain filled, just as her eyes were. "Michiru."  Quatre looked in shock as his sister's eyes hardened and she shrugged off the arm of her companion.  Haruka walked right up to the brown haired girl.

"Makoto."  Without batting an eye, Haruka reared back a fist and let it fly.

TBC

JK!!  It would be a great place to stop, but I want this to be long.

Lita's head snapped back with the force of the punch.  She cursed and put a restraining hand on her boyfriend's arm before pulling it up to blot at her lip. 

"That hurt."

"It was meant to."  Before anyone could say a word, Haruka pulled the brunette into her arms and into a bone crushing hug.  "God.  If you ever, ever do something like that again, I will personally kill you."

"I didn't mean to just leave.  I didn't mean to make you worry."  Surprised and a little appalled at the tears in her eyes, Lita squeezed them shut.  "I didn't think."

"And we worried because of it.  But Setsuna told us you were safe.  Although she didn't tell us you were here."  The calm voice came from Michiru.  Lita turned and let the aqua haired woman envelope her in a hug.  "Why did you feel the need to run so far, so fast?"  The quiet question had Lita pulling back. 

"Didn't they tell you?"  Her voice, and short laugh were bitter.  "Didn't they tell you why they kicked me out?"  At the astonished looks on their faces, she stood tall, prepared for the hate she would find in their eyes.  "Didn't they tell you I killed her?" 

"Bloody hell."  The violent curse from Haruka had everyone turning in her direction.  "You didn't kill her."

"You weren't there.  You didn't see.  She gave her life for mine, Haruka.  I as good as killed her."

"Where were the others?" 

"Out on dates.  Working.  I didn't ask.  All I know is they didn't pick up their damn communi-"

"Look, now is not the place."  Michiru's firm voice left no room for argument.  She let her eyes wander silently over the five boys that stood as their audience.  "Not now."  The two figures shook their heads in agreement. 

"If not now, than later."  Lita said.  "How did you find me?"

"We didn't.  Well, we didn't mean to."  Haruka answered.  "I'd like you to meet my brother.  Quatre Raberba Winner.  My full name is Haruka Tenisis Reberbra Winner.  I came out of a test tube." 

Lita just goggled for a minute before turning to look at Quatre.  Then at Haruka and Quatre again.  She shook her head and looked at her brother and then her boyfriend before just sitting down in the middle of the hall. 

"All these years and we never figured it out."  Her voice was incredulous and just a little bit pissed.  Suddenly her eyes sharpened and turned to Michiru.  "You knew?"  The woman nodded.  "Did... did she know?"  Her voice almost broke.  "Did you tell her?"  Haruka looked softly down at the senshi of Jupiter. 

"I didn't have to.  She already knew." 

"I never told her.  I wasn't supposed to know, so I didn't.  Damn.  I should have told her about the most important part of my life."  She let her eyes flicker to her brother for a minute before coming back to rest on the senshi of the wind. 

"You'll get the chance."  Haruka noted that her lover had quietly ushered everyone out of the hallway.  They both offered a hand to the girl on the ground and then walked into the kitchen, all three sitting down at a table.

"I-" her eyes lifted to Haruka's.  "She gave her life for me.  She gave it as if I deserved it.  And then she disappeared.  No flash of the crystal, nothing.  She was just gone.  And I can't... I don't know if I'll see her again."

"You will.  When has she ever stayed dead?"  Haruka's voice was sharp.  Much sharper then she had intended. 

"Do you know what she said to me before she died?"  Anger was just as evident as sorrow in Lita's voice.  "She said that she never loved Mamoru.  That she hoped she could learn to love him.  And then she told me that she loved me and to live and love.  To never let destiny hold me.  And I realized that she had given much, much more then any of us ever knew, ever realized.  I thought she loved him, I thought she was happy." 

Haruka and Michiru looked stricken at her words.  "So did we.  Oh my god.  So did we." 

"How could she have not told me, at least?!"  Haruka's voice was soft.  "Why would she have not told me?"

-     -      -    

The boys stood in silence for a moment after Michiru had pushed them all into the room. 

"That's the sister that disappeared years ago?"  Trowa asked softly, looking at Quatre. 

"Yes.  She just, disappeared."  Quatre's voice seemed lost. 

"So did Lita."  Heero commented.  "And imagine that they all come back in the same span of time."

"Not to mention that they all know each other."

"Maxwell, that's the second time I've heard your sister say that she killed another onna.  I want to know why."

"I don't know, Wufei.  I never-"  Duo looked at his friends and fellow pilots.  "We agreed to leave the past in the past and to have no more regrets.  Because I was afraid.  But I think that it's a little too late for that."

"Your sister feels she had a part in someone's death and obviously her former comrades did also.  All except for your sister," he said to Quatre, "and her friend."  Heero looked at the other boys.  "Now the question is, do we ask them-"

"Heero, we won't get an answer there."  Duo replied. Heero glared.

"Or do we go behind their backs?"  For the first time since the pilots had met, Heero allowed them to see a grimace.  The mood was too solemn for them to comment on it, or for Duo to razz him about it.  "I don't want to do the second one, as I have a personal interest in keeping her happy." 

"Let's try asking.  We can always-"  A beeping noise filled the room.  They looked to the chair where Lita had left her purse.  Heero walked over and pulled out what appeared to be a calculator.  His finger slipped and hit a button.  He steeled his face as another appeared on the screen. 

"Mako?"  The voice was frazzled.  The face blinked and turned to stone as it saw who was on the other line.  "Who the hell are you?"

"I could ask you the same."  If the figure was surprised at the tone of voice he used, they didn't show it. 

"Do you have Makoto?  How did you get a hold of this?  Is she okay?  I swear to God if you hurt her I will personally see to it that-"

"Who are you?"  The voice Heero used was hard.  He was tempted to pull his gun but figured it wouldn't do much good.

"I am..." the figure paused a moment.  "Aphrodite.  She is safe, I can feel it from here.  Tell her I called and that even Goddesses feel remorse over their loss of temper."  The screen went blank.  Just as the door slid open. 

"I'm sorry about that-"  Lita froze at the sight of Heero with her communicator on.  "What are you doing with my... calculator?" 

"It was beeping."  She raised an eyebrow and tried to appear amused. 

"Oh really.  Since when do calculators-"

"They don't.  But communicators do."  His voice remained emotionless.  "Aphrodite says that even Goddesses feel remorse over their loss of temper."  He watched as her face as a mask slid on.  "And I think you have some explaining to do."  Without another word, he took the four steps that separated them and swung her up, over his shoulder, ignoring her gasp and the surprised faces of the other pilots and carried her out of the room towards the stairs. 

"Does anyone else think that Heero is acting out of character?"  Duo asked trying to remember that he wasn't a fish.  (-- that means he was trying to close his mouth) 

"Maxwell."  Wufei's voice was amused.  "Yui's in love."  

-     -      -    

"Heero Yui, put me down!"  Lita yelled in a voice that was both frustrated and angry.  Very, very angry.  All the boy in question did was grunt. 

Lita had ceased pounding her fists against her boyfriend's back when she realized it was doing no good.  She had an uneasy feeling that even if she was seriously hurting him, he still wouldn't have let go.  She looked over her shoulder and realized he still held her communicator in his hand.  She sighed before tapping his back. 

"Hn."

"Heero, I'll come with you.  Just let me walk."  She yelped with he swung her off his shoulder and into his arms, cradling her like a baby.

"Maybe I like carrying you."  She sighed and buried her head into his shoulder, not quite sure that she could have worked up a good retort... if she had wanted to, that is. 

"Then maybe I don't mind being carried."  She yelped again a minute later when he strode through her bedroom door and dumped her on the bed.  Standing over her with his arms crossed over his chest, he just stared.  Lita sighed.

"What do you want me to say?"

"I want you to tell me who you are, where you came from."  His voice softened, "I want to know why you hurt so bad."

"How about you?"  She countered while lowering her eyes.  "What makes you so cold?  Who are you really, besides a "perfect soldier"?  Where did you come from?"

"I never told anyone.  Not even they know all of it," he said, referring to his comrades.  "But I care about you so much it hurts and I don't know why.  All this-this was not who I was raised to be.  It confuses me.  But it scares me more."  His voice grew cold, a mocking tone that signaled it was something he had been told, over and over again.  "'Emotions weaken you.  They make you slower and stupid.  They cloud your vision, you skills.  There will be no emotion here.'"

"The person I loved the most was so great at protecting people because of her emotion."  Lita responded.  "It was love that drove her so hard.  The thought that if she gave up, all she loved would be in pain.  It's why I fought."  Her eyes lifted to his.  "'Everything that has happened to you in the last ten years can never be repeated unless you meet with Serenity again.  Not even to your brother.  If I don't think that you can keep this secret, I will take your memories.'"  Lita repeated the words that Pluto had said to her during their last meet.  "I promised on my honor as a soldier, a warrior.  Unless I meet with Serenity again I cannot speak of it to anyone but Haruka and Michiru."  She stood slowly.  "Heero, there's something about you that makes me want to be special to you.  Even before we got here I wanted to make you smile, or laugh.  I care-and it scares me how much I want to break my word, my oath, to tell you everything."  She walked towards the door, stopped, swore, and without turning around spoke in a soft voice. 

"Jupiter's what I swore on, Yui.  A warrior's word.  Serenity is the moon, the answers lie in the past.  Far, so far, and closer too.  Duo's good with a computer.  If you uncover my secret, you'll do it with all of your friends because I've come to care for them too."  Without another word, she stepped out into the hall and disappeared in a flash of green light.

Heero stood in the same place for a minute before grabbing his laptop and heading for the door. 

-     -      -    

"Where have you been, Haruka?"  Quatre demanded, his hands on his hips.  Haruka just shot a cool glance at her brother.

"You're forgetting whose older, Q."  Quatre turned red for the second time since she'd come back. 

"I. Don't. Care.  We call you to tell you father died and the next day you disappear.  And you know Lita, who disappeared too, and you come back looking like a man!" 

"I had business to attend to elsewhere, Quatre.  It was..." she glanced at Michiru.  "Destiny." 

"At least Renity called."  Quatre mumbled.  "She wouldn't tell me where she was either, but she let me know she was alive!"  His voice was steadily rising.  Haruka's eyes sharpened at the last sentence and her hand unconsciously tightened on Michiru's. 

"Where is she?  Now, I mean?"  Quatre noticed the changed in his sister-and her lover's-bodies and eyes.  He sat back slightly.

"Maybe I won't tell you."

"She's alive," Haruka muttered, just loud enough to have Quatre sitting straighter in alarm.  Haruka turned to Michiru.  "Do you think she remembers?" 

Noticing how interested Quatre was in their conversation, Michiru put a warning in her eyes and patted Haruka's hand.  "I'm sure she remembers you, love.  It hasn't been so long that she would forget her own sister."

"She has twenty other siblings," Haruka mumbled catching on. 

"Why would she be dead?"  Quatre asked urgently. 

"The war," Haruka lied.  Her brother eyed her suspiciously when a surge of power rocked the room.  "Shit!  That was Mako."   Haruka stood-and a minute later both she and Michiru were out the door and gone in a similar flashes of light.  Quatre had started out after them, slightly surprised at the speed, when he caught Heero coming down the stairs. 

"Quatre, meeting in the living room."  When the blonde pilot hesitated, Heero jerked his head and reverted to soldier mode.  "Now." 

The minute Quatre was in the room, Heero turned and locked the door. 

"What is it, Yui?"  Wufei asked. 

"I didn't find anything out from Lita-exactly." 

"Haruka wouldn't say a word."  Quatre answered when Heero looked at him.  

"Lita did leave me with a riddle."  He threw the laptop at Duo, who deftly caught it.  When the braided boy looked at the normally stoic boy questioningly, Heero took a breath and repeated the riddle.

"Warrior of Jupiter?"  Trowa looked at the rest of the boys.  "Senshi, she kept saying senshi before.  Japanese word, right, Heero?"

"Hn.  It means warrior, soldier, fighter."  Heero answered.  "'Sen' is taken from the word 'sento', meaning to battle.  'Shi' is four, which also means death, but is taken from the word 'heishi', meaning soldier."  When the rest of the pilots just looked at him, he shrugged his shoulders.  "What?"

"She said to look in the past."  Duo said, flipping open the computer.  "So lets look for any references to Senshi Jupiter or Serenity in Japan, because that's the language she seems to have acquired since she left."

"Woman warriors," Wufei said, snorting.  Then he froze.  "Woman warriors.  Nine.  Named after the planets."  The Chinese boy stood and paced.  "One for earth's moon, but no warrior of earth."  All the boys had stopped to look at their fellow pilot.  "Princess' and a Prince.  Advisors.  Fire, lightning, ice, energy, wind, water, time and death.  Roses," he muttered.  "Their end had something to do with roses."  Something Wufei said had jogged something deep in Heero's memory. 

"Serenity and Endymion.  The moon kingdom."  Duo paled. 

"Makoto, Princess of a planet not so far away.  Jupiter."  He held up the hand that still wore the ring he had given to his sister, and then she back to him.  "Lightning."  He motioned to the engravings on the side. 

"Where did you hear all that, Wufei?"  Trowa asked. 

"Marrian was obsessed with the story.  A legend of nine female warriors that lived during the twentieth and early twenty-first century.  His eyes rose to meet the rest of the pilots.  "The sailor senshi."

"So you're all telling me that my sister thinks that she's a woman warrior from a Chinese legend?"  Duo's voice was incredulous. 

"Japanese legend."  Heero responded.  

"Haruka said her disappearing had to do with destiny."  Quatre mumbled. 

"Tokyo newspaper, 1990's.  Headline reads 'Sailor moon saves the day!  Who is this new heroine?'"  Trowa read from the computer.  There are thousands of entries." 

"Go to the last."  Duo ordered. 

"2001, Demeber 18.  'Senshi mysteriously disappear.  Moon, Jupiter, Uranus, and Neptune all not seen at last battle.  Remaining senshi have no comment.  Is this the end of our heroines?'  It seems that there is one more after this, that states it was the last time any of the senshi were ever seen fighting."  

"Moon, Jupiter, Uranus, Neptune."  Quatre mumbled.  "Do all searches on Haruka."  Trowa typed it in.

"52 mentions.  Ten'ou Haruka-famous racecar driver-and girlfriend Kaiou Michiru-famous violinist.  Both mentioned quite a few times, both alone and together."  They all crowded around to look at the picture that loaded. 

"So either this is one big coincidence, or our sisters and Michiru are time travelers." 

"Three of them."  Heero thought aloud. 

"But four senshi are missing."  Trowa stated. 

"Lita said 'didn't they tell you?  I killed her'."  Wufei's voice broke into her thoughts.  "Your sister, Maxwell, told us one was dead." 

"But-" 

"Q-tra!  I'm home!"  The voice that rang out in the hall had the boys sitting up straighter. 

"RENITY, IN HERE!"  Quatre laughed as a blond girl bounded into the room, her long hair in a ponytail.  She stopped in the doorway and smiled sheepishly. 

"Sorry, Q.  I didn't know you were busy."

"Guys, this is my other sister, Serenity." 

"Serenity?"  Heero's sharp tone had them all looking at him curiously. 

"Yup, that's me!  You are?"

"Lita said she couldn't say anything unless she met with Serenity again." 

"Quatre, your other sister's the fourth."  Wufei answered, catching onto Heero's train of thought. 

"Q, your friends are weird!"  The blond murmured.  She almost lost her balance when the front door pushed open.  She turned quickly and took three steps back.  The boys looked around the corner to see Haruka and Michiru supporting a bloody and unconscious Lita.

-     -      -    

Lita didn't know where she had teleported to, but it was beautiful and it was peaceful.  A minute later two more flashes of light announced the arrival of the two outer senshi. 

"Want to talk about it?"  Haruka said sitting down next to the senshi of Jupiter.

"Not really."  She sighed again when Michiru sat down on her other side.  "I guess it wasn't a question." 

"Nope."

"I'm in love with Heero.  I get flashes every now and then of the Silver Millennium and I see us together.  I don't want to scare him away.  And I don't want to love him because of who he was."  Haruka and Michiru shared a look. 

"You'll love him for him.  Deep down, not even destiny could make you love him now if you didn't want to."  Michiru said softly.

"When we first met, it was instant attraction, no matter how hard I tried to deny it."  Haruka added.

"I had already come to terms with who I was as a senshi and that I was... lesbian.  But Haruka hadn't."

"So I pushed her away.  And when I took that transformation pen the first time, I remembered bits, pieces of the past I had with her.  And I took the attraction I had for her and turned it into love automatically because I loved her back then.  I figured, hell, I was taking a huge part of my destiny, why not take two?"

"I did the same-kind of.  It got to a point where it was like we'd slipped into the "old married" couple role.  We were so comfortable we didn't even talk about our days.  We barely knew each other."

"Then one day, Michiru found me with a friend of mine.  We must have looked like we were in a compromising position or something because she blew up.  Didn't talk to me for days."  Haruka looked at her partner amused.  "And we realized something."

"If Haruka and I had gotten to know each other in this lifetime first, that wouldn't have been a problem.  So we each took a step back and decided that it was going to stop."

"But I couldn't keep away from her when we weren't on missions, so I asked her out on our first real date.  We talked-really talked.  And that's how our relationship began."

Lita looked at both with a confused sort of admiration on her face.  "So things weren't always perfect?"  Haruka shook her head.

"Nope.  Still aren't."

"And that position that 'might have been compromising', my love, was compromising.  She was sitting on your lap."

"She fell there."

"That's your story and you stick to it."  Michiru patted Haruka's faintly annoyed cheek before turning back to Lita. 

"I... I guess I already started loving him, wanting him, needing him, before I knew about the past thing.  But I think I'll have to talk to him about some stuff."  She stood when she heard a rustling in the bushes.  "Who's there?"  It was only her senshi reflexes and abilities that made it able for her to catch the shine off of a gun before it fired.  And headed straight towards Haruka.  Without a thought she pulled the gun she had taken from Heero's room back when they were still on colony and shot off a round she knew would hit her attacker.  Then she dived in front of the wind senshi. 

"MAKO!"  Two alarmed voices rang out as the bullets hit her in the side, going straight through.  

"Shit."  She looked down at her side and tried to staunch the wound with her hands.  "I got shot."  She looked down at her hands again, "some bastard actually shot me," she looked up at her friends before passing out.

They each took an arm and teleported to Quatre's front door, fervently hoping no one would see them. 

-     -      -

Duo ran forward once he saw who had walked in and was closely followed by Heero.

"What did you two do to her?!"

"She jumped in front of a bullet for me."  Haruka answered before looking up. 

"Haruka, you're back too?  And Michiru?  Why are you all here?  And how the hell do you all," she turned to the boys.  "Know Mako-chan?"

"She's my sister."  Duo answered.  He looked down and noticed Heero had already patched Lita's wound and was staring at the blond. 

"You're the fourth missing senshi.  Serenity is the moon."  Serenity opened her mouth to respond when a portal of dark green mist opened up right in the living room. 

"Princess, you might want to take care of Makoto's wound."  The woman said, after stepping out into the hallway.  She ignored all the guns pointing at her.  Serenity nodded silently and placed her hands over her friend's wound, letting the power of the moon heal it. 

"You're the lady who gave me the ring and earrings!"  Duo exclaimed.  "Only you look different now."  Lita opened her eyes.

"She's Sailor Pluto now."  Haruka answered. 

"Makoto didn't break her word to me, but she found a way to let all of you know of her past without seeing Serenity again."  She noticed the faint blush that covered Lita's cheeks.  "Now is not the time yet.  You can tell them now, because you've met with Serenity again, Jupiter, but I am asking you-all of you not to."

"But they already-"  A flash of light stopped Lita's statement.  The boys all appeared to be in a trance. 

"When they wake, they will not remember any of what has happened in reference to the senshi.  They will remember that you came back and you and Heero are going out.  They will know that Haruka and Michiru are back too as well as Serenity.  But none of the information they have on your pasts, as senshi, will be remembered.  You are free to tell them all you like of what you did as long as it does not have to do with being a senshi."  She looked sternly at all four before pointing her staff at Lita.  Her bloody clothes were replaced with clean ones.  "Good luck.  You will know when it is time for them to know again.  Then you can reveal all."  As quickly as she had come, she was gone. 

The five boys blinked their eyes and looked at the four girls in front of them.  The girls looked back. 

"Q-man, your sister is HOT!"  Duo said, breaking the tension. 

"Hn."  Heero replied, walking over to stand next to his girlfriend. 

"Anyway, like I was saying before we all got quiet for some reason," Quatre looked faintly puzzled for a minute.  "We all start school tomorrow." 

Eight groans were heard as everyone thought of going to school with the pacifist "princess".  Of course, Michiru, Haruka and Serenity had not yet had the... displeasure of meeting the psycho bit-err... psycho lady yet. 

All the girls looked at each other and smiled a secret smile.  The boys had forgotten what all their hard work had gotten them.  Serenity looked at Lita and they shared another look, their faces growing somber.  They had a lot to talk about.  And they'd have to do it soon.  Because they didn't know what was going to happen anymore and that last youma had been oddly familiar. 

TBC. 

There we go.  Fifteen whole pages.  So I have to do my homework now and go to bed after 'cause it's 9:25 and I have school tomorrow and test and quizzes to study for that I slacked off because I WAS WRITING FANFICTION!!  If my mother ever found out, she'd do more then fry my mother board.  (see reference in top author notes for chapter 7)  Anyway, love you all.

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