Disclaimer: I don't own the first generation of people in this story (Usagi, et al.), but I did make up the second generation of people (Sakura, et al.). Also, an explanation of Sakura Chiba is necessary. Of course, Chibiusa is Usagi's child, but she exists in the future and you have to be a fool to think Usagi and Mamoru wouldn't have children in the 21st century. Thus, Sakura. She's also not Mini Moon, she's Comet (creative liberty taken because of Chibiusa's mere existence).

This story takes place 20 years after Sailorstars, which means that Usagi is 36 and the others are around the same age.

Chapter One: The Pains of Motherhood

It was a lovely day for a picnic in Tokyo's Ueno Park—the cherry blossoms were blooming in full force, the sun was shining, and it wasn't too hot or cold. Best of all, though, the children were in school and the husbands were at work. This gave Usagi Chiba (formerly Tsukino), Ami Mizuno, Rei Hino, Makoto Sakamoto (formerly Kino), Minako Aino, Haruka Tenou, and Michiru Kaiou the chance to relax, unwind, and to eat or drink too much.

"Makoto, these cakes are amazing," Minako chirped, placing her blonde hair into a ponytail as she chewed on a piece of chocolate cake. Rei nodded in agreement, but made a noise of frustration when some frosting dribbled down onto her priestess' robes.

"Damn it! I just cleaned these," she muttered, dabbing at the newly forming stain with a napkin.

"For once, you're clumsier than I am!" Usagi called out, laughing, which caused her wavy blonde hair to shake like waves in an ocean.

"Ami, I'm surprised you could get away from your work long enough to come here," Michiru told Ami, who was finishing up her residency at a nearby hospital.

"Well, the staff at my hospital is nice," Ami replied. "Hey, Haruka! I saw your race last Saturday. Congratulations on winning."

"Thanks, Ami. It was a tough one, but I got through in the end." Haruka flashed the winning smile that captivated legions of race fans, though many of the male ones were doubly heartbroken to know that not only was she gay, but she also had a devoted, long-time girlfriend who was working her way up the violin chairs at the Tokyo Philharmonic Orchestra.

"Minako-san!" called a young female voice, making Minako whirl around to face one of her fans. Minako wasn't performing much nowadays, just reunion tours with the other girls from her former band, Starlight Girls, but her name and songs were still out there and fans still stopped her on the street for autographs. Unlike other singers, however, Minako was committed to interaction with her fans. She did, after all, marry one of her fans and bear a daughter, Natsumi, with him, though she didn't change her last name. "Could you, could you sign my copy of your CD?" She held out a CD that shone in the sunlight and provided a permanent marker.

"Oh, I'd love to!" Minako answered cheerfully, scribbling her signature on the CD and adding a heart. "Here you go."

"Thank you, thank you so much!" the fan stuttered, bowing deeply and running off.

"Cute kid," Haruka commented. "Looks kind of like Sakura, huh?" she asked Usagi.

"Ah, don't get me started with Sakura!" Usagi pleaded. "I don't want to talk about kids now!"

"Why not, though?" Rei suggested. "It's one thing that we all have in common..."

"Can I brag for a moment?" Ami asked shyly, raising her hand. "Suzumi is at the top of her class!"

"Of course! Like mother, like daughter," Makoto replied, inciting laughter in the others. "Sayaka just wants to play baseball. I keep telling her that girls can only play softball, but she says that's misogynistic and she wants to get on the baseball team anyway. I'm so proud of her, though. She's already becoming politically active! She's only 13! She lectured Toshiya yesterday, asked him who he was going to vote for, and when he said who he liked, she was happy."

"Natsumi is so lazy!" Minako wailed. "I have to wake her up three times before she begrudgingly puts on her uniform and shuffles downstairs for food. Usagi, are you sure you weren't somehow involved? Natsumi reminds me of you!" Usagi frowned and threw her balled-up napkin at Minako.

"I can't complain about Reiko and Keiko. They keep surprising me," Rei bragged. "Keiko wants to be a journalist and Reiko wants to be head priestess someday, just like her mother." She struck a pose with a smile on her face.

"Aiko loves it when people make fun of her," Haruka bragged. "Then she piledrives them to the ground and makes them rue the day they ever said anything bad to her!" There was silence.

"Um, Michiru, what do you think of that?" Ami queried.

"I say…" Michiru paused. "Let her beat them up if she wants!" She made a victory sign.

"You know what I love best about this whole group?" Usagi began. "We've all been through so much, and now our kids are growing up together, even though Rei decided to put her kids in T.A. instead of Juuban." She stuck her tongue out at Rei, who reciprocated. "It makes me wonder…" Her voice dropped to a whisper. "If they have any, you know, any powers."

"I've been wondering that myself," Ami replied. "I mean, each of our children has inherited a lot of our genetic traits. Not just looks, either." She grinned at Minako, who was proud of the fact that Natsumi basically looked like a mini-Minako. "Do you think it's possible?"

"Could it be?" Michiru asked, worried. "And when would they come around?"

"Well, I was 14 when it first happened," Usagi said. "Sakura is just about to turn 14. Should I be worried?"

"Sayaka's already 14," Makoto argued. "She hasn't told me about anything unusual."

"Suzumi's just turned 14, too," Ami added.

"Reiko and Keiko are 14," Rei added, looking puzzled.

"Natsumi's the baby of the group, but that doesn't mean it's impossible," Minako said, chewing on more cake.

"Aiko would definitely tell us if anything strange were happening, right?" Michiru asked Haruka, who nodded in agreement.

"We need to watch our kids more carefully!" Usagi declared. "That is our homework assignment!"

"Usagi, you're giving us homework?" Rei asked, raising her eyebrow. "That seems highly unlikely." This catty outburst was met with a balled-up napkin.

"Usagi's being serious, you guys!" Ami pointed out. "We do need to watch our kids carefully. Don't snoop around, but just be aware."