Disclaimer standards apply, I don't own Monk or Sailor moon, but Kayla is of y own creation. I know I should have stated this in the first chapter, but failed to realize this until I re-read over it.

A/n: this will contain more about Monk and his reaction to Japan as compared to America, I'll try to fit in the case, but it depends how many pages this portion takes. I nearly went to six and a half, a first considering my chapters normally just make five pages in word.

Warning: standard warnings apply see previous chapter for complete details.

Chapter 2

In the dead of night, a bright flashed elumiated the park for the brefefest of moments. As the light demished four people stood in a circle eyes closed. A woman with long blonde hair opened her orbs and felt the air around her. "We have arrived you may re-open your eyes and let go of hands." She announced needlessly. Everyone but one complying quickly to said request.

His eyes slowly began to open, but then quickly shut again. His grip on his two compainions had tighten until the other blonde said something. "You can let go of my hand now Mr. Monk." This had come out through gritted teeth and the harshest of wispers.

Upon hearing this, Monk opened his eyes again letting go of the death grip he had on the woman. "Sorry…" he apologized.

"So where will we be staying?" Nattily asked once she regained feeling in her limbs once more.

"You will be joining some of my friends and family here. I didn't have time to arrange for a Hotel. While you are here, I will be acting as your translator, and I will be glad to assist you in any matters regarding speech as much as I can." Kayla explained still in her senshi fuku. "however, this may require me to split you up."

"No… you can't do that…" Monk protested before Kayla could finish her sentence. "I can't be left alone…. In…" he continued reciting yet another list of reasons why he was unable to do this or that. Kayla simply shook her head then became starteled when he began talking again. "oh my god, someone call the amblance, please….. I've got nature all over me…. I think its poison." He continued.

"Relax Monk-san… its just a tree and you are perfectly fine. We can have your outfit dry cleaned first thing in the morning." Kayla sighed.

The change in the form of his name caused the man to stop thinking about the tree and focus on his name. "You called me Monk-san, why?" he asked. "People just call me Monk or Mr. Monk… I like Mr. monk…" he continued on.

"Monk-san, you are in Japan now, you'll have to get used to people speaking to you formally in this fashion." Kayla sighed already knowing today would prove to be a long one. His assistant only shook her head at her boss rubbing her face in frustration.

"What about the nature? Its all over…. I can't get it off…" Monk began again until Nattily handed him a few dozen wet naps one at a time.

"There you go….. Monk-san…" she forced herself to say not used to Japan and its many strange customs.

Finally they reached a small two story house. The sidewalk looked neat, and all the lights were lit. The home had a very inviting glow to it. Kayla approached the door, extending her hand searching for said bell. Upon her depression of the device, footsteps could be heard on the other side. The door swung open and a young woman with short brown hair arranged in two even pigtales met them. "hello minna-san welcome to our home. Onegai, do enter." She began, and everyone stepped in pausing to take off their shoes excluding Monk. The young woman whispered something to Kayla and in a bright flash of light she had detransformed. She now stood clad in a navey blue t-shirt that read RIF with a brown puppy holding a blue book as if it were reading on the left brest and a pair of navey blue sweat pants. Her black and white sandals joined the growing pile of shoes off to her right, which Monk had begun the process of arranging neatly being sure to use a napkin so as not to touch the shoes bear handed.

Usagi gave her sister a look that clearly said "is he for real?"

Kayla could not see the look, but Usagi would ask the question. Sooner or later so she beet her too it. "yeah, he is a bit different." Kayla explained in a hushed wisper in perfect Japanese.

"Monk-san, you do know you are also required to take off your shoes as well." Usagi proded in broken English.

"Here's the thing, I don't ever take off my shoes unless it is my own house…" Monk began.

Usagi sighed. "demo Monk-san… You have to… It's …." Usagi began trying to figure out how to explain this.

"Here's the thing, I… I can't… I just… " Monk continued. "I don't take off my shoes, I can't…"

"in that case I can help you." Kayla offered.

"no… I can't take off of my shoes…" he continued.

"We have some brand new house shoes you can change into, just bought them today…" Usagi explained quickly producing a shoe box.

Monk inspected the box and the shoes with a fine tooth comb. He then decided that the shoes met his standards and placed his own shoes neatly by the others in the shoe area before replacing them with the slippers. He then spent another ten minutes re-arranging said shoes until they met his requirements. Usagi began tapping her foot impatiently clearly annoyed by this display. She yawned indicating how tired she was. Finally monk completed his task and stood upright. Julie stood leaning heavly on her mother while Usagi led everyone into the living room. They then arranged themselves on two couches while they waited for her to continue speaking.

"First off I would like to welcome you all into my home. I know it will not fit all of you, so who would like to stay here tonight?" Usagi asked looking around at everyone.

"Monk-san and I will have to be under the same roof." Nattily explained. "He needs watching over." She explained.

Usagi gave her a questioning look, but quickly shut her mouth when she noticed Monk re-arranging the couch cushions until they were perfectly lined up properly. She sighed more to herself as she watched him adjust the coffee table and the coushins around it as well. He then tried to do the same with the couch the girls were sitting on, but they wouldn't move to allow him to do so.

"Would you two share a room?" Kayla asked knowing that would be the next question on the list.

"Seprate rooms, we stay in separate rooms." Monk cut in before Kayla could finish her statement.

"Then it may be best if you stayed with Rei-chan…" Usagi suggested as Kayla translated seeing she failed to remember to speak in English for them. Truth be told Usagi's English wasn't the best, but since she had a sister in America, this caused her to try extra hard to learn it. Ami had spent hours teaching her, and Kayla assisted as well. However, every so often Usagi would forget to use it.

"Where does this Rei live?" Monk inquired.

"In a shrine a few miles from here." Usagi explained. "you may have to take a train or bus.

"here's the thing, there are people in those… and I don't take public transportation. I don't like to be around a lot of people." Monk pointed out.

Usagi sighed. "ok, we will make do for now and in the morning, I'll have my mom drive you." She consented not wanting Monk to go on to a long list of why he disliked using public transportation.

Kayla yawned as she leaned against Julie whom had long since fallen asleep against her mother. She yawned again. "lets think of something quick." She muttered.

"well ano… I only have one room that is not in use. Monk-san can take that one, Your teenage daughter can crash with me, and Kayla-onei-chan and you nattily-san can crash on the couches." Usagi offered.

"Thank you Tsukino-san." Nattily remarked shaking Julie awake.

The teen stood rubbing her eyes to shake the sleep from them. "Ms. Tsukino is going to let you crash on the floor of her room." Her mother explained.

She nodded allowing Usagi to lead her upstairs. Monk fallowed, but had to pause on every step inspecting it for loose carpeting, cracked or chipped paint, or something that might cause it to creek. She then showed Julie to her room and told her to make herself at home. Kayla being sure to hand the young teenager her bags before she had gone up. While Usagi escorted Monk and Julie to their rooms, Kayla removed their bags from her sub-space pocket and arranged them by name. Monk inspected his room and folded his sheets down neatly and perfectly before exiting and coming for his bags. He wiped each bag down with a wet nap then lifted his one in each hand. Nattily fallowed him assisting him with what he need. "Oh Tsukino-san could you please put some water on to boil?" she asked.

Usagi nodded. "I wonder why he would want his water boiled." Usagi mused aloud.

"I did my research before seeking him out. Monk-san has a long list of fears, ones that include, fear of milk, heights, germs, and many more. As a result he notices details that a "normal" person may miss." Kayla explained.

"That explains a lot." Usagi commented filling a tea pot half way with water and setting it on high to boil. She then poked her head in the fridge to see what there was to eat, having the feeling she may be up a while. "Do you want anything onei-chan?" she offered.

"Iie.. I'm good thank you onei-chan." Kayla remarked.

"I think after we settle him in at Rei-chan's, I can take him to the police headquarters." Usagi mused. "I'm anxious to have the senshi's names cleared up." She began pausing as a thought suddenly struck her. "so you are saying, he could easily figure out who the senshi were out of fuku."

Kayla nodded her verification. "He is also a good lie dector." She added as a meaningless afterthought.

This only caused Usagi to shutter. "I just hope the city stays out of danger while he is here then… otherwise Monk-san is going to find himself in a world of trouble."

Kayla nodded in understanding, "the sailor senshi can't even show their faces in public, if they did then the police would arrest them or bring them in for questioning." Kayla sighed to herself as she heard the tea pot whistle signifying that the water had come to a boil. Carefully she used an oven mitt to remove the object from the heat, knowing that if she were to touch the handle with her bear hand, then monk would most likely not touch the pot and request Usagi use another to boil more water. Leaving her sister to her own devices, Kayla approached Nattily who came into the kitchen to check on the water. Nattily helped her exchange the pot without dropping it before retreating to the restroom and hand it to her boss. Monk flipped the mitt over before poring the scolding water over his toothbrush and brushing his teeth.

Several hours later, the gang finally managed to get some sleep, just in time for the sun to come up. As a result Usagi and Kayla slept in while Monk stole the shower before anyone else. He shuttered not liking the idea he would have to share the same shower head, but if he were to get clean he would have to. :I'll by them all a new one: he told himself before begging Nattily to boil him another pot of water. By this time however, he had fully dressed himself having a thing about nuidity.

The blonde in question rooled over wishing Monk would boil his own water, but the detective stood covering his eyes muttering something about her being half naked." Please get drest first… you're… you're…" he continued to mutter until she sighed in frustration slipping on a robe and then tieing it to cover her exposed chest.

"Is that better Mr. Monk.." she huffed.

"Shoes…" he muttered. "you have to put on shoes, then boil me some water…"

Yet again she let out a long sigh wanting to shout at him from the top of her lungs, but she only knew that if she were to pull such a stunt, he would only hide into a shell and start shaking. "Fine… happy?" she finally replied dressed in her robe and a pair of house shoes.

He nodded and she headed into the kitchen searching for said tea pot. A woman entered the question, she looked much older, like she could easily be Usagi's mother. "Can I help you?" she asked in Japanese.

Nattily wished she knew more Japanese, but never thought it would come to the point that she would need it. But then again, this was Monk her boss so she resolved to learn some to get by while she were hear.

The commotion in the kitchen caused Kayla to wake up just enough to prevent a shouting match from happening. "Oh hello, these are a couple of friends of Usagi's and mine. We had to crash here because I didn't have enough for a motel. Later this morning, we will be leaving. However, that man." Kayla said pointing Monk out, "he requires all his water to be boiled before he can brush his teeth or anything of the sort."

The older woman nodded in understanding and set said water on to boil. She smiled at Nattily whom returned the smile. Kayla took a small glass filling it half way with milk and limped her way back into the living room. Monk saw the milk and started to cringe in fear backing into a wall. He knocked a picture over in the process and started to dance around because tiny shards of glass planted themselves in the rug under his feet. Kayla placed the glass on a coaster and proceeded to pick up the broken glass taking care not to touch it with her bear hands due to the simple fact that if she were to start shaking then she could become seriously hurt by the tiny shards. Monk took a deep breath and approached the milk and put a second coaster under the first. He then backed far away from the glass and the couch nearly tripping over the stairs.

Once the water had come to the boil, Monk took it off the heat and took it upstairs. Upon finishing the milk, Kayla took the glass into the kitchen washing out any trace of the onficenive drink. "So what happened that has him so afraid of milk?" she asked. "I've never seen anyone afraid of milk."

"There are just some things I just don't know." Nattily stated slipping out of the robe and shoes before returning to sleep. "Sometimes Mr. Monk…. Oh excuse me Monk-san does that I just can't figure out about him."

"If I don't mind asking, has he always been like this?" Kayla questioned. "Don't get me wrong, I don't want to pry…."

"no, its alright, several years ago, Monk lost his wife to a car bomb. Ever since that day, he hasn't been the same. He became obsessed with solving murders, in hopes that would lead him to killed his wife." Nattily explained.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I won't mention it to Monk-san." Kayla stated simpithically.

Nattily smiled yawning before returning to sleep, or what little sleep she would get before Monk required her services. Often this was one of the reasons why she hated to travel with him, and this is the first time, that she could remember, not being in a hotel where you could order boiled water.

Surprisingly Monk allowed everyone to sleep for two more hours before he decided he had enough sitting around. He wanted to talk to the local police, see the crime scene, and get all the details from the senshi that were reported to have been there the night the police discovered the body. Usagi could feel her stomach enter her shoes when she overheard Monk talking to Nattily about his plans. In one hand he held his bottled water firmly, and the other he kept trying to find something to smooth out. She knew it would be a matter of time so she spoke up, "How about this, why don't we go visit Rei-chan's first and then go to the main police station." She said suddenly.

"But, what about the case, a man was murdered…. Do you understand murdered?" Monk painfully reminded her.

Kayla stepped lightly over to Usagi limping heavily, "I'll take him, and you gather the others and have them meet us at crown." She suggested in hushed tones praying that Monk didn't hear them talking. As an added bonus, she spoke in rushed Japanese as if she spoke it as a second langue her entire life.

Usagi nodded in understanding going to the door and trading her house shoes for normal ones. Everyone joined her, Monk not taking quite as long to put his shoes back on then it had been for him to take them off. While Usagi headed for Rai's, Kayla led Monk, Nattily, and Julie to the police station. She knew that even without him talking, the wait would be endless. She just wanted to get up and out of there as quickly as possible.