Alone

Haruka stood numbly, not sure of exactly what had happened. Where had her koneko gone?

Her partner, it appeared, was just as speechless as herself. Standing alone, staring off at the place the approaching doom had once been. But now... Now there was just a gaping hole. No world dominating alien.

And no Usagi.

She felt like crying, like falling to her knees and dying.

This wasn't the way it was suppose to be. They were suppose to destroy the silence. To be able to laugh about. They were suppose to be happy.

But how could she when she'd lost her koneko?

What was the use of living if she had nothing to live for?

She stood stonily, her hair billowing softly in the wind. The wind that whispered hope. But she didn't feel it. She couldn't hope when their was nothing left. No reason to go on.

She had lost Usagi. Her koneko...

She had lost her world...

A sprinkle of butterflies in the distance fluttered to the ground, but she didn't care. How could she? What use was there in caring, when everything was always ripped away.

Michiru's head turned, and she as well found her own eyes drifting towards a shadow in the now sunny Morning. Looking forward, she squinted against the bright rays. What she saw made her gasp silently.

For there, standing amongst the first rays of dawn, was Super Sailor Moon, her skirt ripped, and swaying slightly in the whispering wind. Shredded ribbons barely holding to the beautiful skirt, swiveled softly and those odangos messy and almost falling apart.

But what surprised her the most, was the tiny little purple blanket held in her arms. Which held a bundle more precious than any other. For in this blanket, two tiny violet eyes stared back with silent admiration.

The woman collapsed to her knees and she was broken of the spell.

Rushing forward, Michiru was the first to grab the baby, and the inner Senshi following at the rear. Their scars making them move more slowly.

She took a glance at the small, angelic looking girl before turning away. What she had done was unforgivable. She had almost destroyed them, and they could not forgive what she had done. She had doomed their world.

She had doomed them all.

A small tear fell from her eye as she left. She did not look back, knowing if she did, she would fall apart. Instead she walked silently by Sailor Neptune, the oceanic princess.

They walked slowly. Both reluctant to leave their princess. Both saddened to tear the tiny babe from the woman who'd given up everything for it. For the warrior with such love and purity.

They walked in silence against the dawn. A new age was upon them, and she wasn't sure she liked it.


Stumbling, she made her way home. She felt wonderful, yet at the same time terrible. She'd not gotten her mother's heart-crystal back. She'd lost her mother...

She felt the tears prickle, but they didn't fall. She wouldn't let them. To many had fallen already. Far to many.

She felt weak, so tired. So empty.

She wondered if Hotaru was okay, the tiny little baby had been fine when she'd come from hell's grip. But now. Now she wasn't so sure. She just knew she needed to know. To find out...

She needed to find the little girl she'd stolen from death. She needed her little Hotaru.

Shutting her eyes, she entered the empty house, the sound of her footfalls loud and obnoxious against the quiet solitude of the house. She walked towards her room. Passing by the kitchen in which the sounds of breakfast made her stomach grumble loudly.

She walked a bit further before she stopped completely in her tracks. And turned slowly, to see a young woman with beady black eyes staring back at her. Blue wavy hair swimming down her shoulder. She stared forward without a sound. Refusing to break the silence. The eternal silence.

"Usagi..."

Tears began to prick, and a lonesome one fell from her eye before she rushed forward, her arms outstretched. She wrapped herself into the awaiting arms. Holding tightly to the woman she loved so dearly.

The woman she feared to have lost.

"Mama..."

"O Usagi, I'm so sorry. I... I..."

Her words turned to sobs and they both fell to their knees. Mother and daughter reunited once more. Usagi felt the love spur from her mouth.

"I know Mama. I'm sorry to."

And their they sat, holding each other and whispering sweet nothings into the others ear. Comforted by the fact that they could once more be at peace. That everything would be okay.

Everything would be okay...


Michiru sat in the small cafe, feeding the tiny little girl with a bottle of milk. The child drunk earnestly. She couldn't help but smile at the precious bundle. She loved children so much...

"It's about time," spoke her companion, her voice soft but hard, stony. It wasn't cold, but it wasn't warm either. It just was. As though she were void of all those things she'd ever felt. As though she were the warrior, and not the normal woman. Not Haruka.

"I know, come now little Hotaru-chan. Today you're going home!"

She tried to be cheerful, but she didn't want to give up the infant in her arms. The one that gurgled happily and caused strangers to turn their heads and stare.

Shaking her head, she dismissed the selfish thoughts. She couldn't keep it. It wasn't hers to keep. She would not be so inconsiderate. Besides, the girl's father would love her. Love her much more than herself.

Or at least, that's what she kept telling herself.

Standing, she paid the tab and moved to the door, those violet eyes staring at her tiredly. She smiled down at them, and pushed away the tiny fringe of black. It was almost time.

Almost time...


Sailor Mercury typed on her mini-computer, fingers flying over the keys with tremendous speed of one gifted at what she was doing.

"Any luck?"

"None," replied the ice Senshi, her blue eyes narrowed in concentration as she stood before the giant hole. "There's no signs that anything ever took place here. It just looked like a normal explosion of a building. Not even a spark of energy..."

"So it's over?"

"It appears so."

Turning towards her friends, the mercurian soldier put away her compact computer and sighed wearily. They'd been looking for signs of baby Hotaru for days. And they found nothing. Absolutely nothing.

"Poor Usagi-chan. She's been so depressed. I know she tries to keep on a happy smile for everyone, so they don't get worried. But... But..." The Senshi of fire broke off. And she bowed her head. She too knew the overwhelming feeling of helplessness. They wanted to make their princess smile that smile that would light the galaxy.

That smile that could warm the coldest hearts and drive away the most deadly gales.

They wanted their friend to be happy. And as long as she was not, they were not content to be either.

"We can't give up though," whispered the nature Senshi, her stormy brown eyes like a dense forest of life. But that forest looked like a cleared jungle. Smoky darkness rising towards the heavens and blocking out the sun. The light.

"And we won't give up. We'll find Hotaru-chan. We have to!"

They all nodded in agreement before leaving to hunt the city for the two Senshi who caused such turmoil in their princess's heart. In their lady's eyes. In their friend's shine.

They would find Hotaru-chan. The gleam in their eyes was a clear enough acknowledgment of that.


They walked through the hospital with the bundle securely wrapped in the nurses arms. She was cooing of it greatly. It made Michiru smile slightly at the sight. Children were so cute.

Then they stopped, a large white door blocking their entrance.

The nurse rapped three short knocks before entering the room. And in the darkness sat a young man with white short hair staring off into the distance. His head bandaged with a large pale cloth.

Michiru smiled softly as he turned towards them in a shinny wheel chair.

"Tomoe-san,"

The two bowed respectfully before the man, and watched as the nurse handed him their present. A baby girl he had been to long without.

"Thank you," he whispered, holding the child close to him. "O thank you so much..."

"Of course doctor," they replied, turning to leave. Tears shed from his eyes as they disappeared. Leaving as quickly as they came.

But they didn't have time to stand around. They had one last thing to take care of.

One last mission to be accomplished.


The five women stood silently together, taking comfort in the others silence. But the silence was not long to enjoy. For from it sprung a tune, sad and mysterious, drawing the desperate girls away. A young man stood nearby, his fist clenched as he recognized the tune instantly.

He stalked towards it, the girls moving as well. As though drawn to it through some mesmeric spell. As though hypnotized by the lulling tune.

They walked not far, before a rock skidded at their feet. Preventing them from going further.

The music suddenly stopped. And their on a high ledge, stood a green haired goddess, her bow strung and her eyes shut with silence. Beside her, a tall blonde woman sat, her leg swing in the wind. She held a rock in her hand, bouncing it in the air.

She stood silently and the aqua haired princess disappeared suddenly.

Sailor Moon sprang forth wide eyed, but a rock wedged itself before her.

"Stop right their!"

Tsukino Usagi stared at the cold voice and stared forward defiantly. Her eyes narrowed at the tone used against her like a demon's attack.

"What you have done is unforgivable." spoke Michiru, her teal eyes stony, her voice just as icy. Usagi refused to give in to the strangely heart wrenching words.

"You are not fit to be queen," Three outraged Senshi and a red eyed warrior leaped forward, but were intercepted by the calm hand of wise blue eyes belonging to the princess Aphrodite.

"What..."

"Do not interfere,"

The Tuxedo Kamen prepared to ignore the directions, but a blast of power transformed the school girl into a princess with a flick of her fingers.

A large chain wrapped around his ankle and pulled him back towards her.

He slipped and fell face first into the muddy ground.

"I said not to interfere, Endymion."

Looking forward, Usagi ignored the people behind her and noticed the two pens in their hands. She didn't want to fight. But she knew she had no choice. She needed them. She needed them desperately.

"Neptune Planet Power, Make-Up!"

"Uranus Planet Power, Make-Up!"

They transformed before her eyes, and she blinked away the tears. Instead pulling her transformation broach before her and wiping her hand across it.

"Moon Crystal Power, Make-Up!"

A swirl of ribbons and she was the Senshi of the moon once more. Her golden odangos hanging in red spheres, and her blue skirt rippling in the wind.

"Please, I don't want to fight you!"

They ignored her and attack. Two on one. She didn't care. She would defeat them and gain back their trust. Gain back their respect.

A fist came at her and she dodged, coming faster and faster. Like lightening. But she was well trained, and she dodged with wide eyes, her red boots kicking up dust and dirt as she rolled against the hard ground.

And then, as she could dodge no more, two strong arms wrapped around her own. Capturing her in her own. The scent of ocean breezes assaulted her and she felt fear. Sailor Uranus was heading strait at her, fist raised and ready.

She shut her eyes and concentrated on her own strengths. On the light within.

She stood majestically, and a bright light blinded her through her eyelids. She thrust out a hand, and opened her eyes. Two forms flying through the air towards the rocks. They fell with a crash to the ground.

She sighed and looked towards them, wondering if they would attack again.

To her great surprise, they stood silently and walked forward in unison, before kneeling at her feet. Their arms crossed against their chest and their eyes downcast.

Looking through the corner of her eye, she saw her own Senshi in similar positions. Well, almost. Sailor Venus had her spare arm holding a golden heart chain that linked towards the dark haired knight who sat sulking under a tree.

She looked back forward. And smiled tremendously. Dropping to her knees, she rushed forward and grabbed the two submissive Senshi in her arms. A bright smile on her face.

They released shocked gasp.

And she held them tighter, before they slowly, wrapped their arms around her as well.

She held tightly till she was forced to let go. And then, she glanced over towards her own Senshi once more. They were returned to their civilian forms. And they were smiling happily.

A hand on her shoulder made her turn back again. And she looked up into bright emeralds that stared at her with overflowing love.

"What you did was stupid," whispered the Senshi, a small smile forming. "Sometimes, koneko, you can be such a moron."

Prepared to argue hotly back, she didn't have a chance. Those green eyes were laughing.

"Thank you..."

Pale lips covered her own, and she jumped in surprise, wrapping her arms around the woman's neck. She kissed back passionately. The overwhelming adoration pouring from her soul. The undying emotions beating through her heart.

She smiled knowingly against the lips.

Never again...

Never again would she be alone.

THE END


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