The Rising Sun Adventures
Book One
Chapter One
It was fast approaching 8 am one morning in the Juuban District of Tokyo, Japan, when a
blonde girl came charging out of her two-story house at full speed, or nearly so. She had long blond
hair in pigtails and meatball-like buns on her head as well. She was charging out of her house just as
fast as possible here, just because she was now running quite late for school, in fact. As she then
hurried at such a speed down the sidewalks between her house and Crossroads Junior High, she also
happened to encounter several boys picking on a mostly black female cat with two band-aids strangely
sitting on its forehead. She soon had them running away, after taking them on, and making them leave
the cat alone. She then removed the band-aids, and when she did so, she thought, "What a weird mark
that was." She'd seen a rather strange gold crescent-like mark on its forehead after taking the band-
aids off it, in fact. Seconds later, she remembered that she was still running quite late for school. So
she released the cat, and set it back down on the ground, just before she resumed her mad running
toward her school. Little did she know that cat would be a nearly constant companion of hers in her
life, as well.
After the blonde girl had left the scene, the cat thought, "Could this girl really be one of the girls
that I'm searching for in this world? She sure doesn't seem like it. She seems at least a little familiar to
me, like I know her from somewhere or sometime. But where exactly, and when?"
Meanwhile, the blonde girl eventually made it to school, of course. But she was quite late,
especially after having stopped momentarily to rescue the mostly black cat from the boys who'd been
picking on her. And when she finally got there, and to her class at it, the wavy red-haired teacher said,
"Tsukino Usagi, you're quite late again, usual! More detention for you after school!"
"Ah, please not again, Haruna-sensei! I can't afford another detention!"
"Too bad. You knew if you were late again, you'd get more detention, Tsukino-san. If you
don't want more detention from me, then you might get here on time from now on. You know the
rules, Tsukino-san. And I've been lenient enough, I think, of late, with you. Go to your seat now,
before you get even more detention here."
Quite upset now, for the obvious reasons, Tsukino Usagi did as directed of her by Haruna here.
When she did so, her best friend Osaka Naru asked, as soon as she could do so easily enough, without
getting in trouble with Haruna, "Why were you late this time, Usagi-chan?"
"I overslept again, as usual, Naru-chan. And while I was running here like I often do, I found
some boys picking on some poor cat. I saved the cat from them, of course. And naturally, that made
me even more late here. Mama's not going to be very happy with me, I think, when I come home
again as late as I often find myself doing here, Naru-chan."
Just then, Haruna began handing back test papers that she'd graded the night before to her
students in her eighth-grade class at Crossroads. Not too long after then, several students began
quietly conversing with each other about the scores that they'd received on those test papers. When
one of those papers hit Usagi's desk, she briefly glanced at it, before she said, "Oh, great. Mama's
gonna be really mad at me this time, I think, Naru-chan."
"Why's that, besides this new detention of yours, Usagi-chan?"
"I got a thirty percent. Ugh! There goes another trip to the arcade and shopping, perhaps, for
I suspect Mama will cut my allowance because of this score, Naru-chan."
"Tsukino-san, if you'd study more and stay away from the video games and things more, you
might pass more tests! You might even score in the 90's, percentage-wise, just like Mizuno Ami seems
to do all the time around here," said a wild-haired guy with soda bottle-style glasses, at least when it
came to their lenses, anyway.
"Just how high did you score this time on your algebra test, geek?" asked Naru.
"95 %, but my parents aren't going to be very happy, I believe," said the boy that Naru had
just called a geek here.
"Well, Umino-san, Usagi-chan is my best friend. You don't need to be so mean to her here."
"Well, if she'd study more, and stay away from the goodies and games, she might stay more out
of trouble with Haruna-sensei than she normally is in, Osaka-san."
"Maybe so, but you still don't need to yell at her like that here. Don't you think she'll hear
enough yelling from her mother when she sees this test score later on, in the first place?"
"Maybe so. But from what I know of their family, her brother Shingo is a much better student
than she is."
"I heard that, you geeky snooper!" shouted Usagi, once what Umino Gurio had just said sank
into her still-sleepy head well enough.
"Mizuno Ami's a much better student than you seem to be, as well, Tsukino-san! From what
I've heard, she may even have an IQ of 300."
"Well, that may be so, but you sure have a minus-zero sense of courtesy, it seems to me,
Umino-san."
The rest of the school day went basically as it often did for Tsukino Usagi. Which often meant
that she had to stay in Haruna's classroom when she'd rather prefer to do otherwise. And she rushed
through lunch as she would often do at school, whenever that was actually the case for her there.
Eventually, the school day mercifully enough ended for her. As she came up to a random trash
can near the Crown Arcade that she'd often patronize whenever possible, she took another look at her
most recent algebra test and began bawling somewhat loudly on a sidewalk somewhat near that arcade.
She also thought, "Mother's going to kill me, maybe, when she sees this. Perhaps if I throw it away,
it'll buy me more time to figure out how to handle things here." She then began pacing near that trash
can, and trying to decide what she should do next here. Eventually, the bawling stopped, and she then
turned rather quickly toward that trash can, after having crumpled her failing test paper into as small of a
ball as she then could crumple it here. She did this just as a young man about four to six years older
than her passed it on the same sidewalk. She then whipped it toward the can, without looking exactly
where she was now sending it. And it then hit the young man on the top of his head, before bouncing
off it to the nearby ground.
He quickly snatched it up before she could grab it again for another try at the trash can, and
then he opened the crumpled-up test paper so that he could look at it a little bit. When he saw it, and
the score on it, he then said, in very short order, "Hey, Odango Atama, you might want to study harder.
You probably won't get very far scoring 30% on your school work in your life!"
"Don't call me that! My name is not 'Odango Atama! And what business is it of yours to tell
me what I should do with my schoolwork? You're a total stranger to me! I don't even know you in
my life. So who are you to tell me what to do here, and to say that to me?"
"Just a total stranger, as you say. But I'd bet your parents won't like seeing this test paper of
yours at all, seeing as it's such a poor score for you, Odango Atama!"
"That's not my name! My name is Tsukino Usagi, if you really must know! Not that it'll make
any difference to you! I doubt you'll need to remember it at all in the future, anyway!"
"We'll see, Odango Atama! We'll see!"
She then quite suddenly snatched it out of his hands, and began to stomp off toward her house.
But before she got too far away from him again, she couldn't help but shout, "Maybe we will, and
maybe we won't! But one thing's for sure here! You have a minus-zero personality, you conceited
jerk!"
"I don't think so, Odango Atama! See you around!"
Then she got as far away from him as she could, just as quickly as she then could. On the way
back to her house, she thought, "He may be a conceited jerk, but even if that's the case, he's still a cute
conceited jerk, just the same, come to think of it."
While she thought that, he suddenly thought, "For some strange reason, that girl seems at least a
little familiar to me. I wonder why."
She eventually got home again. And as she'd expected, her mother wasn't very happy to see
her latest algebra test score. In a manner of speaking, then, she soon kicked Usagi out of the house for
a while, at least.
Usagi then found herself wandering again near the arcade again, in very short order. And she
encountered her younger brother Shingo on the way there. He noticed that she wasn't apparently in a
very happy mood, and then he asked her, "Hey, Usagi, did you flunk another test again really bad? I
wonder how bad you did this time on your algebra test. Did you do worse this time than you did last
time or not?"
"Shingo, I'm only going to say this once, I think. If you want to stay out of trouble with me right
now, shut up and get your freaky head away from me for a while. I'm in a real bad mood, and so is
Mama. If I flunk my tests, what is it to you? You can get better grades than me, I admit, in school,
generally, but sometimes, you are a real pain in the neck. If you want to keep your computer game
system safe from me for a while, you might want to stay away from me as much as possible, while I'm
still like this. Is that clear enough to you, Shingo?"
"You leave my game system alone, you hear?"
"You leave me and my things alone, and stay out of my hair for a while, and just maybe I will.
You got it?"
"Fine, Rice-Brain, I will."
"Don't call me that, Shingo. I've already been ridiculed about my latest algebra test by a total
stranger quite a bit. And I sure don't need the same kind of treatment from my own brother. Mama's
not very happy with me either, as you might expect, since I got a 30% grade on it."
"30%, Usagi? Man, you must really be a dufus!"
"Get out of here right now, or your game system is definitely mine, Buster!"
Shingo then began fleeing the scene before his sister's wrath would begin fully falling on him, of
course. And he wasted no time at all in doing just that, in fact. By the time he was out of sight, then,
Usagi thought to herself, "Why must he call me such things? I mean, it's not like I want to flunk my
tests in school. But such things just happen, don't they, to some people? Like me, for instance?"
She then continued on her way to the arcade, as she'd been doing when she'd encountered her
younger brother Shingo. She soon entered it, and then came to the main counter in it briefly.
"Motoki-kun, please get me a milkshake. I don't really care what kind it is, in fact. But I need
something to get my mind off the events of this terrible day for myself."
"As you wish, Usagi-chan. Let me guess. Another failed test?"
"Yes, as a matter of fact. I bombed my latest algebra test, in fact. I got a 30% score on it,
Motoki-kun. Now Mama's mad at me, and a rather conceited jerk made fun of my hairstyle. He
called me 'Odango Atama', even though he didn't actually know me at all, Motoki-kun."
"And, naturally, you got quite upset, didn't you?" asked Motoki, as he then set the requested
milkshake on the counter in front of Usagi. The milkshake was a combination kind of milkshake. The
flavors that were in that milkshake were kiwi strawberry, blueberry, cherry, lime, and butterscotch, with
a touch of vanilla and chocolate present at the top of it. An appropriately-sized pineapple slice was
immersed about half-deep, more or less, in the top middle area of the milkshake, as well.
"Yes, of course I did. What would you expect when a total stranger might make jokes about
someone they just encountered that aren't very nice? Or call them unkind names, under the same
situations, Motoki-kun. Granted, I know that I may have a rather weird hairstyle, and that I may not
exactly be the best student in school. But wouldn't you think that it'd be more respectful for most
people to not call someone else unkind nicknames without knowing them well enough in their respective
lives, Motoki-kun?"
"Perhaps it would be, but not all people are like that, Usagi-chan, in this world of ours."
Motoki then left her for a little while to attend to another customer, and she then worked on
consuming her just-ordered milkshake here, in fact. After she did so, she then set her glass aside again,
and she moved to one of the arcade games elsewhere in the arcade. Specifically, she moved to a
"Sailor V" arcade game, for she was currently a fan of a well-known crime fighter named "Sailor V".
And there were various games and various other kinds of merchandise related to that crime fighter that
were now publicly available, in fact. Especially in the Tokyo area of Japan, in actual reality. She
actually longed to be like that crime fighter. But she also realized that she might not ever be quite at
least as famous as "Sailor V" currently seemed to be in her life. Little did she yet know it, but her life as
a normal teen-aged girl was about to end forever, most likely. And how come it was, in fact.
She also didn't yet know that someday, she might even meet Sailor V in her life, for the obvious
reasons. Nor did anyone else in her life, as a matter of fact.
But eventually, she'd learn that, and she'd learn just what it would be like to be a Senshi in her
own life, as well. She and so many others from all over the known Universe would learn just what it'd
be like to be Senshi, when their proper times came to each of them, in each of their respective lives.
And just what they might or might not be able to do as Senshi in them as well, of course.
She would eventually become Sailor Moon, but she didn't yet know that here. Luna, though,
would awaken her from a long-ago slumber of sorts, and turn her, at least indirectly, if not directly, into
a Senshi who would oppose the reawakening of the forces of Evil that had once attacked the Moon
Kingdom roughly one thousand years before. And Luna would do the same for any other Senshi that
she might eventually find to fight alongside Sailor Moon, quite naturally enough, in fact.
But for at least another few hours, most likely, the life that Tsukino Usagi currently had in her
life would remain that way, if not even longer. However, when the need arose, Luna would then
awaken her, and Usagi would become the Sailor Senshi Sailor Moon, to fight any evil beings that she
and others might ever encounter in the future. And it would most likely happen in the very near future,
in fact.
Book One
Chapter One
It was fast approaching 8 am one morning in the Juuban District of Tokyo, Japan, when a
blonde girl came charging out of her two-story house at full speed, or nearly so. She had long blond
hair in pigtails and meatball-like buns on her head as well. She was charging out of her house just as
fast as possible here, just because she was now running quite late for school, in fact. As she then
hurried at such a speed down the sidewalks between her house and Crossroads Junior High, she also
happened to encounter several boys picking on a mostly black female cat with two band-aids strangely
sitting on its forehead. She soon had them running away, after taking them on, and making them leave
the cat alone. She then removed the band-aids, and when she did so, she thought, "What a weird mark
that was." She'd seen a rather strange gold crescent-like mark on its forehead after taking the band-
aids off it, in fact. Seconds later, she remembered that she was still running quite late for school. So
she released the cat, and set it back down on the ground, just before she resumed her mad running
toward her school. Little did she know that cat would be a nearly constant companion of hers in her
life, as well.
After the blonde girl had left the scene, the cat thought, "Could this girl really be one of the girls
that I'm searching for in this world? She sure doesn't seem like it. She seems at least a little familiar to
me, like I know her from somewhere or sometime. But where exactly, and when?"
Meanwhile, the blonde girl eventually made it to school, of course. But she was quite late,
especially after having stopped momentarily to rescue the mostly black cat from the boys who'd been
picking on her. And when she finally got there, and to her class at it, the wavy red-haired teacher said,
"Tsukino Usagi, you're quite late again, usual! More detention for you after school!"
"Ah, please not again, Haruna-sensei! I can't afford another detention!"
"Too bad. You knew if you were late again, you'd get more detention, Tsukino-san. If you
don't want more detention from me, then you might get here on time from now on. You know the
rules, Tsukino-san. And I've been lenient enough, I think, of late, with you. Go to your seat now,
before you get even more detention here."
Quite upset now, for the obvious reasons, Tsukino Usagi did as directed of her by Haruna here.
When she did so, her best friend Osaka Naru asked, as soon as she could do so easily enough, without
getting in trouble with Haruna, "Why were you late this time, Usagi-chan?"
"I overslept again, as usual, Naru-chan. And while I was running here like I often do, I found
some boys picking on some poor cat. I saved the cat from them, of course. And naturally, that made
me even more late here. Mama's not going to be very happy with me, I think, when I come home
again as late as I often find myself doing here, Naru-chan."
Just then, Haruna began handing back test papers that she'd graded the night before to her
students in her eighth-grade class at Crossroads. Not too long after then, several students began
quietly conversing with each other about the scores that they'd received on those test papers. When
one of those papers hit Usagi's desk, she briefly glanced at it, before she said, "Oh, great. Mama's
gonna be really mad at me this time, I think, Naru-chan."
"Why's that, besides this new detention of yours, Usagi-chan?"
"I got a thirty percent. Ugh! There goes another trip to the arcade and shopping, perhaps, for
I suspect Mama will cut my allowance because of this score, Naru-chan."
"Tsukino-san, if you'd study more and stay away from the video games and things more, you
might pass more tests! You might even score in the 90's, percentage-wise, just like Mizuno Ami seems
to do all the time around here," said a wild-haired guy with soda bottle-style glasses, at least when it
came to their lenses, anyway.
"Just how high did you score this time on your algebra test, geek?" asked Naru.
"95 %, but my parents aren't going to be very happy, I believe," said the boy that Naru had
just called a geek here.
"Well, Umino-san, Usagi-chan is my best friend. You don't need to be so mean to her here."
"Well, if she'd study more, and stay away from the goodies and games, she might stay more out
of trouble with Haruna-sensei than she normally is in, Osaka-san."
"Maybe so, but you still don't need to yell at her like that here. Don't you think she'll hear
enough yelling from her mother when she sees this test score later on, in the first place?"
"Maybe so. But from what I know of their family, her brother Shingo is a much better student
than she is."
"I heard that, you geeky snooper!" shouted Usagi, once what Umino Gurio had just said sank
into her still-sleepy head well enough.
"Mizuno Ami's a much better student than you seem to be, as well, Tsukino-san! From what
I've heard, she may even have an IQ of 300."
"Well, that may be so, but you sure have a minus-zero sense of courtesy, it seems to me,
Umino-san."
The rest of the school day went basically as it often did for Tsukino Usagi. Which often meant
that she had to stay in Haruna's classroom when she'd rather prefer to do otherwise. And she rushed
through lunch as she would often do at school, whenever that was actually the case for her there.
Eventually, the school day mercifully enough ended for her. As she came up to a random trash
can near the Crown Arcade that she'd often patronize whenever possible, she took another look at her
most recent algebra test and began bawling somewhat loudly on a sidewalk somewhat near that arcade.
She also thought, "Mother's going to kill me, maybe, when she sees this. Perhaps if I throw it away,
it'll buy me more time to figure out how to handle things here." She then began pacing near that trash
can, and trying to decide what she should do next here. Eventually, the bawling stopped, and she then
turned rather quickly toward that trash can, after having crumpled her failing test paper into as small of a
ball as she then could crumple it here. She did this just as a young man about four to six years older
than her passed it on the same sidewalk. She then whipped it toward the can, without looking exactly
where she was now sending it. And it then hit the young man on the top of his head, before bouncing
off it to the nearby ground.
He quickly snatched it up before she could grab it again for another try at the trash can, and
then he opened the crumpled-up test paper so that he could look at it a little bit. When he saw it, and
the score on it, he then said, in very short order, "Hey, Odango Atama, you might want to study harder.
You probably won't get very far scoring 30% on your school work in your life!"
"Don't call me that! My name is not 'Odango Atama! And what business is it of yours to tell
me what I should do with my schoolwork? You're a total stranger to me! I don't even know you in
my life. So who are you to tell me what to do here, and to say that to me?"
"Just a total stranger, as you say. But I'd bet your parents won't like seeing this test paper of
yours at all, seeing as it's such a poor score for you, Odango Atama!"
"That's not my name! My name is Tsukino Usagi, if you really must know! Not that it'll make
any difference to you! I doubt you'll need to remember it at all in the future, anyway!"
"We'll see, Odango Atama! We'll see!"
She then quite suddenly snatched it out of his hands, and began to stomp off toward her house.
But before she got too far away from him again, she couldn't help but shout, "Maybe we will, and
maybe we won't! But one thing's for sure here! You have a minus-zero personality, you conceited
jerk!"
"I don't think so, Odango Atama! See you around!"
Then she got as far away from him as she could, just as quickly as she then could. On the way
back to her house, she thought, "He may be a conceited jerk, but even if that's the case, he's still a cute
conceited jerk, just the same, come to think of it."
While she thought that, he suddenly thought, "For some strange reason, that girl seems at least a
little familiar to me. I wonder why."
She eventually got home again. And as she'd expected, her mother wasn't very happy to see
her latest algebra test score. In a manner of speaking, then, she soon kicked Usagi out of the house for
a while, at least.
Usagi then found herself wandering again near the arcade again, in very short order. And she
encountered her younger brother Shingo on the way there. He noticed that she wasn't apparently in a
very happy mood, and then he asked her, "Hey, Usagi, did you flunk another test again really bad? I
wonder how bad you did this time on your algebra test. Did you do worse this time than you did last
time or not?"
"Shingo, I'm only going to say this once, I think. If you want to stay out of trouble with me right
now, shut up and get your freaky head away from me for a while. I'm in a real bad mood, and so is
Mama. If I flunk my tests, what is it to you? You can get better grades than me, I admit, in school,
generally, but sometimes, you are a real pain in the neck. If you want to keep your computer game
system safe from me for a while, you might want to stay away from me as much as possible, while I'm
still like this. Is that clear enough to you, Shingo?"
"You leave my game system alone, you hear?"
"You leave me and my things alone, and stay out of my hair for a while, and just maybe I will.
You got it?"
"Fine, Rice-Brain, I will."
"Don't call me that, Shingo. I've already been ridiculed about my latest algebra test by a total
stranger quite a bit. And I sure don't need the same kind of treatment from my own brother. Mama's
not very happy with me either, as you might expect, since I got a 30% grade on it."
"30%, Usagi? Man, you must really be a dufus!"
"Get out of here right now, or your game system is definitely mine, Buster!"
Shingo then began fleeing the scene before his sister's wrath would begin fully falling on him, of
course. And he wasted no time at all in doing just that, in fact. By the time he was out of sight, then,
Usagi thought to herself, "Why must he call me such things? I mean, it's not like I want to flunk my
tests in school. But such things just happen, don't they, to some people? Like me, for instance?"
She then continued on her way to the arcade, as she'd been doing when she'd encountered her
younger brother Shingo. She soon entered it, and then came to the main counter in it briefly.
"Motoki-kun, please get me a milkshake. I don't really care what kind it is, in fact. But I need
something to get my mind off the events of this terrible day for myself."
"As you wish, Usagi-chan. Let me guess. Another failed test?"
"Yes, as a matter of fact. I bombed my latest algebra test, in fact. I got a 30% score on it,
Motoki-kun. Now Mama's mad at me, and a rather conceited jerk made fun of my hairstyle. He
called me 'Odango Atama', even though he didn't actually know me at all, Motoki-kun."
"And, naturally, you got quite upset, didn't you?" asked Motoki, as he then set the requested
milkshake on the counter in front of Usagi. The milkshake was a combination kind of milkshake. The
flavors that were in that milkshake were kiwi strawberry, blueberry, cherry, lime, and butterscotch, with
a touch of vanilla and chocolate present at the top of it. An appropriately-sized pineapple slice was
immersed about half-deep, more or less, in the top middle area of the milkshake, as well.
"Yes, of course I did. What would you expect when a total stranger might make jokes about
someone they just encountered that aren't very nice? Or call them unkind names, under the same
situations, Motoki-kun. Granted, I know that I may have a rather weird hairstyle, and that I may not
exactly be the best student in school. But wouldn't you think that it'd be more respectful for most
people to not call someone else unkind nicknames without knowing them well enough in their respective
lives, Motoki-kun?"
"Perhaps it would be, but not all people are like that, Usagi-chan, in this world of ours."
Motoki then left her for a little while to attend to another customer, and she then worked on
consuming her just-ordered milkshake here, in fact. After she did so, she then set her glass aside again,
and she moved to one of the arcade games elsewhere in the arcade. Specifically, she moved to a
"Sailor V" arcade game, for she was currently a fan of a well-known crime fighter named "Sailor V".
And there were various games and various other kinds of merchandise related to that crime fighter that
were now publicly available, in fact. Especially in the Tokyo area of Japan, in actual reality. She
actually longed to be like that crime fighter. But she also realized that she might not ever be quite at
least as famous as "Sailor V" currently seemed to be in her life. Little did she yet know it, but her life as
a normal teen-aged girl was about to end forever, most likely. And how come it was, in fact.
She also didn't yet know that someday, she might even meet Sailor V in her life, for the obvious
reasons. Nor did anyone else in her life, as a matter of fact.
But eventually, she'd learn that, and she'd learn just what it would be like to be a Senshi in her
own life, as well. She and so many others from all over the known Universe would learn just what it'd
be like to be Senshi, when their proper times came to each of them, in each of their respective lives.
And just what they might or might not be able to do as Senshi in them as well, of course.
She would eventually become Sailor Moon, but she didn't yet know that here. Luna, though,
would awaken her from a long-ago slumber of sorts, and turn her, at least indirectly, if not directly, into
a Senshi who would oppose the reawakening of the forces of Evil that had once attacked the Moon
Kingdom roughly one thousand years before. And Luna would do the same for any other Senshi that
she might eventually find to fight alongside Sailor Moon, quite naturally enough, in fact.
But for at least another few hours, most likely, the life that Tsukino Usagi currently had in her
life would remain that way, if not even longer. However, when the need arose, Luna would then
awaken her, and Usagi would become the Sailor Senshi Sailor Moon, to fight any evil beings that she
and others might ever encounter in the future. And it would most likely happen in the very near future,
in fact.