Bright Anarchy here: I don't own Sailor Moon or Gundam Wing ect...

One reviewer mentioned I was having a plot problem so I've tried to tidy up the plot a little.

Before you ask, Kapuskasing is a small town in Canada. In truth it is rather too small for a differentiation between Northern Kapuskasing and Southern Kapuskasing to be appropriate. It is decidedly more remote from Japan than Timbuktu in West Africa (a popular location for superheroes to blast enemies too). Timbuktu is used in North America as a colloquial reference the farthest, most obscure corner of the planet.

Eg. As a small child when I was particularly unhappy, perhaps with being denied a cookie before dinner or some other great injustice, I would on occasion threaten to run away to Timbuktu. Thankfully the horrifically daunting prospect of crossing the street by myself saved me the airfare because, as a Dorothy completely unrelated to Gundam Wing once pointed out, "There's no place like home."

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"Sailor Venus," spoke Mars. She was still ready to blast the first freak to look at gun sideways, blast them from here to Northern Kapuskasing. "These boys wouldn't happen to be familiar in anyway?" Minako read the stupid Manga. Sharing a little information would be helpful thought Rei hotly sarcastic.

"I know who they are," returned Sailor Venus cautiously. "We shouldn't hurt them but to be honest I'm not sure they won't try to hurt us unless we can prove ourselves. They are the heroes here if that helps." Now, despite some peoples opinion of her Venus wasn't a complete idiot. It is a generally accepted reality that no matter how boy crazy you are, no matter how wonderful a boy is, when he is pointing a loaded gun at you it tends to distract from fantasies about ... having him over to tea with your parents. Venus was a big fan but she didn't have a death wish. She was on guard. There was however, still a tiny corner of her mind that was considering if she might perhaps get away with a quick little Heero glomb. After all, he didn't shoot Relena when she did it. Quatre was unconscious so he couldn't shoot her right? Darn it, the boy just looks snuggly. Err perhaps not Duo he looks a little annoyed... maybe Trowa. Oh a kiss would be nice, ...right under that mysterious bang. Wufei rhythms with studdly; It just has too. It's tough to be a soldier of love.

Quatre was just starting to come around. Heero had been permitted to assist him in breaking the empathic link. The Senshi had been rather unprepared for Heero's version of assistance which had consisted of a rather exhuberantly delivered right hook. Heero was now chained to the wall with a magical golden lovely chain. Quatre was sporting a black eye. Quatre looked over where Heero was chained to the wall and sighed resignedly. "Heero..."

Heero nodded in acknowledgement as if to say no need to thank me. He was not even attempting to struggle against confinement. In any case, no one was going anywhere until the angel woke up.

"These are treasured friends of Usagi," spoke Quatre soberly. "They are loyal loving protectors not demons," Quatre explained focusing mostly on Duo who had been hurt and who would be the most difficult to convince.

"What about the fire, chains and weapon?" demanded Duo.

Sailor Venus trusting in what she knew about the Gundam Pilots cautiously released Heero frowning at him once. "Next time, try a splash of cold water to bring a friend to their senses," Venus suggested.

She isn't the one to be preaching thought Mars. When you remember 'stop, drop and roll' start lecturing others about overreacting she thought, saying nothing.

Between Quatre, Sailor Venus who were both genuinely convinced of everyone's good intentions and Heero and Ami who were prepared to be tactically analytical, the stale mate was soon diffused, although Duo was rather hard to convince. Quatre wanted to damage Duo's new toy by the time it was settled.

Duo with his back against the wall and glaring had kept hitting the same button over and over again.

Quatre was sick and tried of hearing Elvis exclaim.

'YOU'RE THE DEVIL IN DISGUISE!'

'YOU'RE THE DEVIL IN DISGUISE!'

'YOU'RE THE DEVIL IN DISGUISE!'

'YOU'RE THE DEVIL IN DISGUISE!'

'YOU'RE THE DEVIL IN DISGUISE!'

By the time Usagi opened her eyes, even Duo was no longer on edge. His hand had been healed. Usagi's slight injury had also been taken care of thanks to Saturn. Something big such as a broken leg would have been a different matter but a burned hand and a slight bullet graze were no problem. Saturn had been a little uncertain about that Quatre fellow after his performance and he was still sporting a black eye.

"I'm hungry!" announced Usagi too cheerfully. She then proceeded to stagger dizzily over to Venus and exclaim too loudly. "WUFEI LOOKS SEXY IN GI PANTS!"

Wufei looked mortified.

'A HUNK, A HUNK OF BURNING LOVE,' squawked a slightly electronic sounding elvis.

Wufei glared daggers at Duo who was smirking. Stupid Angel! Stupid Elvis key chain!

"Kitty-kun what happened to you eye?" exclaimed Usagi a moment later wobbling over to Quatre, horrified.

Quatre looked like he wanted a rock to crawl under. "It is nothing." He mumbled wanting to forget his performance rather than describe it.

Usagi laughed much like a baboon might, then grinned slyly gesturing to Sailor Mars. "Rei-chan gave a hentai a black eye when he commented on her panties when she was fighting as Mars!"

Quatre turned crimson and sputtered. "I err, no."

Sailor Mars slapped a hand over Usagi's mouth trying to shut her up. "Ixnay on the eiray Usagi!" she snapped in an urgent whisper.

The moment Mars took her hand away, a still dopey Usagi felt it necessary to demand loudly "What?! I don't get it! Re-mrumph..." Sailor Mars put her hand back over Usagi's mouth. Neither Wufie nor Quatre looked like they minded.

"She said, 'Nix on the Rei,'" offered Trowa quietly trying to placate Usagi who didn't like being shut up.

"Trowa! " Duo commented to Quatre. Duo had relaxed a lot when Usagi opened her eyes. "He never usually offers information like this. And you should have seen how fast he was modeling that scarf for her. Tsk, tsk,... I wonder if somebody has a crush on my angel?"

'ARE YOU LONESOME TONIGHT?', chimed the key chain.

Unfortunately it was a lot harder than that to embarrass Trowa. Duo rather disappointed tried another button. "LOVE ME TENDER," Trowa was no fun to tease he didn't get riled at all. Duo pouted at the lack of reaction. "DON'T BE CRUEL."

Quatre snatched the key chain from Duo and launched it out the window with extreme enthusiasm.

Usagi giggled. "Ha, ha... The key chain lasted longer than I thought it would. I thought Wufei would be the one to do that. Hee hee hee..."

Quatre and Wufei exchanged glances. Quatre hunched his shoulders a little feeling bad until Wufei gave him the ghost of a smile. It was funny. Wufei wondered a little why he wasn't angry about the angel giving Duo the key chain when she knew it annoy them so much it would be destroyed. He warmed to realize that it was because the angel for all her mischief loved them as they were. She liked Duo's silly sense of humor. She loves me too, temper and all, he realized.

Duo looked out the window. He laughed. The gift was even more fun having been destroyed so spectacularly. The key chain had gone flying out into the road and been run over by a Mac truck. It was currently chiming out the same phrase over and over sounding rather wonky and out of tune.

RETURN TO SENDER

RETURN TO SENDER

RETURN TO SENDER

Duo looked back at Quatre who was flinching with every soft repetition.

RETURN TO SENDER



RETURN TO SENDER

Duo decided to be merciful and closed the window.

"Thank you," spoke Quatre with grace.

Heero's pager went again. Heero glared at the pager. Usagi pouted knowing Heero had to leave. Quatre looked at the Angel, the short skirted Sailor Senshi, his fellow pilots, the ...friendly OZ guard from the plant who looked like he was coming up to the apartment with a few pizza's? "Heero may I borrow your pager?"

Turk carrying the pizza ducked a little as an unidentified object flew just over his head, to land in the middle of the road. A pager??

Quatre had impeccable aim. Everyone looked on impressed as the pager landed and was seconds later run over by a blue Volkswagen.

Heero looked at Quatre who this time looked calmly confident that he'd done the proper thing.

Quatre promptly explained. "Tell Une the free world won't dissolve into chaos just because some other agent had to take your case. Une's no angel. I think you need to be here. Relena will be fine. She has plenty of personal security."

"Not the Relena's again," muttered Mars.

"Why is it whenever one of us does the other a favor it always results in injury or property damage?" muttered Wufei. He suspected Quatre was paying Heero back for the black eye. Heero might have hated the pager and Heero might not have wanted to respond to the call but that was no reason to destroy equipment.

"I think you and she should date," suggested Duo referring to Sailor Mars and Wufei. "You have matching scowls."

Usagi who was feeling much better, grinned cheerfully.

There was a knock at the door. "Turk Hi! I went shopping and I got you some Echinacea and some vitamin C!" exclaimed Usagi. "Ooh it the pizza for me?"

"No I was going to eat three pizza's all by myself," Turk laughed. The OZ employed guard laughed then stepping in, looked a little uneasy as he looked about the room and saw: high tech monitoring equipment, guns and ammunition, a map of complex he worked in, a dry board listing bio and chemical hazards and counter agents...

"Suddenly, I feel sorry for me," he spoke. The one thing still making no sense to him was the girls in strange costumes.

Sailor Saturn, holding her glaive almost apologetically, waved hello and smiled shyly.

It comforted the poor guard not at all when the glaive just vanished into thin air.

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Endnote: Having got a few initial reviews in I have decided that the next chapter will be the last. It's time. Ehh I hate this chapter. This is the third time I've reworked it. It needs help.