Sailor Moon NeoStars: What the Future Holds (REWRITE)

CHAPTER 3

Streaking Kamen

Author's Notes: I know it's a little short - - only 8 pages - - and I didn't get nearly as far as I had intended to, but I am going to go ahead and post this. . . just so you know that I am still here. I am REALLY, REALLY sorry for the delay, and I want to thank everyone who has stuck with this story so far. I hope to have the next update put out in the next 2 to 3 weeks and I really hope you like the chapter. I tried to do some more character development between Triston, Damien, and Antiny. So, tell me what you think of them, okay? As always, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks a bunch!

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Polevault Princess - Thanks so much! Hope you like the new chapter!

Kotaroh - Here's the latest update. Sorry it took so long to get out...was having some personal problems. I hope it was worth the wait. And about the husbands . . . you'll just have to wait and see how the story unfolds. winks Also, I have a future story planned that will go into detail about this.

Eternal Lady - Glad you like the flashbacks. Since story is "What the Future Holds," I plan one doing one for each of the next generation or "Neo-Senshi" as I have dubbed them. Again, I have a future story planned that will go into detail about the Neo-Senshi as well as the part the three princes play. In reality, "What the Future Holds" is going to serve as an introduction (a teaser if you will) for a couple of different story I have in mind, all of which will fall under the same storyline.

Immortal Sailor Cosmos - Don't worry. In this particular story, I only plan on having one quick flashback for each of the future senshi. Other than that, I will be focusing mostly on developing the personality of the guys, their relationship with their future parents, and of course some much desired Small Lady/ Triston romance. Not to mention . . . that we are ALL curious about who the senshi's husband's turn out to be.

PockyRanger21 - When I look back at it, the placement of the "reviews" was kind of off. What happened was that when I combined chapters 1 and 2 into one chapter, I wasn't really sure where to post the reviews at. From now on the reviews from the previous chapter will be posted at the beginning of each new chapter, like I have done here. I hope that will make things less confusing. In any case, I am glad you like the story and hope to see you in future reviews.

Traser SyberJedi - Thanks so much! I believe "NeoStars" is going to turn into one of my FAVORITE storylines. Sailor Firestar/Akako-chan's storyline turned out much better than even I had expected it to. I hope the rest of the senshi turn out that well."What the Future Holds" will only have a taste of the future, but once it is finished I plan onwriting a storythat will take place in Crystal Tokyo andtell more about the future senshi as well as the future husbands of the senshi. Oh, and no.At the point when that flashback takes place, she does not know that she is the future Sailor Senshi of Mars. Thanks for telling me what a "MarySue" is.Each of my characters tend to end up with at least a small bit of my personality in them, but I will be careful not to create any "MarySue's."

Without further ado, I hope everyone enjoys the story!

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(Chapter Starts Here)

"Sun, Moon, Stars, Light. I am flame; flame is light."

"Sun, Moon, Stars, Light. "I am fire; fire is sight."

"Sun, Moon, Stars, Light. I am flame; flame is light."

"Sun, Moon, Stars, Light. Soul of fire; Strength to fight."

Taking in a deep breath, Prince Damien shut his eyes moving his fingers fluidly through each of the different symbols. His mind seemed to empty of all worry and doubt, all the troubles and cares the day might bring disappeared into the succumbing darkness. He focused his thoughts on the warmth of the fiery flames. The warmth of it caressed his face like an old friend. The familiar aura of the fire wrapped itself around him like a warm blanket as he lost himself in deep meditation.

"Fight, fight, firelight."

"Stars so blue; Fire so bright."

"Fire that calls me with flames in the night."

As his body began to relax reacting to the gentle heat of the fiery heat all around him, the martain prince now allowed the thoughts of the coming day to enter his mind slowly, entertaining no more than one at a time. Their newest enemy would be their strongest yet. Would the next generation of Senshi be ready in time? He knew he couldn't depend on his princess. Not only did he not see her as strong enough to be taken seriously, but he wondered if she would truly be ready to lead her court when the time came.

"Sun, Moon, Stars, Light."

"Stars so blue, Fire so bright."

"Stars so bright, Stars so blue."

"Fire soul, Ocean blue."

Unlike her mother, who had managed to develop a special relationship with each member of her court, Small Lady had yet to earn anywhere near the level of trust and respect a princess – much less a queen – would need to support the budding kingdom her parents had begun at the start of the 30th century. And that wasn't even accounting for their many allies, or Guardian Mercury's potential success at finding a way to try and make the rest of the planets livable once more. The fact of the matter was that beyond Damien's pranks, Antiny's books, and Triston's strength in leading her court, she knew next to nothing about any of them.

Sighing lightly, Damien threw each of these worries deep into the flames watching them burn along with the smoky ambers of the logs at the bottom of the pit.

"Show me the future."

"Show me the past."

"Show me the fire, the shadows it cast!"

Purple eyes shot open suddenly as Damien's ears seemed to perk up just a bit. In the distance, a loud splash could be heard along with an old man's cry of surprise. A familiarly mischievous grin planted itself on the young man's face. "That's two down." He commented aloud with an amused smirk. Moments later the swooshing sound of the fire room door being pushed open, along with a set of heavy footsteps alerted Damien to a new presence in the room. Glancing back over his shoulder, Damien ducked and rolled off to the side just moments before a familiar broom came down right where his head had been only moments before.

A light laugh escaped Damien's lips as he rolled over onto his back looking up into the obviously annoyed face of his future mother. "Ohayo Rei-sama." The young prince responded shooting a playful smile up in her direction. "I - - take it you didn't like your surprise? Gak!" Dodging her broom once again, Damien laughed whole-heartedly as he jumped to his feet scooting quickly from the room. He already knew his mother better than to push his luck twice in one morning. After a half-hour of morning meditation, she would be less likely to try and use his head for target practice. Shaking his head, Damien made his way towards the kitchen to scrounge together something for breakfast.

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A few streets away on the sixth floor of Veno Parke Apartments, Chiba Mamoru slept soundly with his arms wrapped lightly around his golden-blonde haired wife. Beginning to stir slightly, the twenty-two year old man stretched as he opened his azure eyes halfway. A fond smile grazed his face as he lay there lazily for a few minutes watching Usagi sleep. They had been through so much together, and there was so much yet to come. Lying next to her like this, however, none of it seemed all that important. Gently, he removed his right arm from underneath her as he sat up letting the thick comforter fall down exposing his bare chest. He took one more look at his wife, who quickly claimed the loose covers from his end, and smiled before throwing his feet over the edge of the bed and getting to his feet.

Picking up his clothing from the night before off the floor, he tossed them in the hamper on his way to the bathroom to take a shower. Behind him, Usagi woke momentarily opening her eyes long enough to catch a glimpse of her husbands bare rear end as he made his way into the bathroom. A cute smile formed its way on her face as she lazily closed her eyes slipping back into a light slumber. Shutting the door behind him, Mamoru pushed the shower curtain so that it fell into the inside part of the tub. He set the water to a desirable temperature before climbing in. As he stood beneath the warm stream of water, he was reminded of his daughter sleeping out on palate they had set up on the couch. How long would it be before they got to see her in the current day? Not long at the rate he and Usagi had been going since their wedding. . .

Finishing up in the shower, Mamoru shut the water off and reached for a towel outside the tub. He dried off, wrapped the towel around his waist, and ran a comb through his hair before exiting the bathroom making his way to the closet to pick out something to wear. He settled for a pair of black pants and a blue short-sleeved top (I don't know much about men's clothing, so bare with me here). Mamoru shut the door behind him so as not to wake Usagi as he headed out in the living room. Glancing towards the couch, he noted it empty and unused. A small frown formed on his face. If she hadn't slept out on the couch, where HAD she slept? Opening the door to the extra bedroom they had actually gotten in case of a visit from Chibiusa, Mamoru glanced in briefly to check on things.

He found Jupiter's future son, Triston, still asleep on the bed and his daughter still sitting in the same chair she had been in since the night before. She had her arms folded on the bed, and was using them as a headrest - - - she was fast asleep. The sound of the bathroom door opening caused Mamoru to look up in time to see Antiny coming out in the same pants he had been in the night before (after all, what else did he have to wear?) and still in the process of pulling his shirt over his head. Blue hair and then a head came through the top of the shirt; Antiny blinked not expecting to find Mamoru standing there. Seeing the future king's gaze go towards his future daughter, Antiny grinned and shook his head. "Triston hasn't stirred all night. And she was like that when I woke up." The young mercurian explained. Nodding, Mamoru motioned for the young man to come on out and let the other two sleep.

Antiny blinked watching Mamoru curiously as he exited the room. 'He must be more relaxed in this time.' Mamoru tilted the door to, however leaving a fair sized opening before making his way towards the kitchen. Behind his back, Antiny grinned. 'Thought so.' Following Mamoru towards the kitchen, the mercurian prince went immediately to the refrigerator grabbing for a piece of fruit while Mamoru set up the coffee pot to brew. "Vanilla Hazelnut, sir?" Prince Antiny questioned conversationally without even having to look in that direction. King Endymion and himself were some of the very few who would be up and in the kitchen at this hour of the morning. Mamoru glanced briefly at the package of coffee grounds before looking in Antiny's direction. Antiny grinned knowingly. Holding up the apple he'd nabbed from the fridge, he questioned respectfully. "Is this alright?"

"Hai, take anything you want." Mamoru answered with the last hints of sleep still hanging on the edge of his voice as he proceeded to acquire a coffee cup from the cabinet and pour himself a large cup of vanilla hazelnut coffee.

"I wouldn't tell that to Triston." Antiny commented as he took a bite out of his apple and swallowed. "He is in the middle of a growth spurt - - makes him really hungry. I have seen him polish off a whole liter of soda in just a couple of minutes." The twelve-year-old grinned at this, one of those grins boys will play off which seemed to suggest this to be some kind of 'significant' achievement.

"I will keep that in mind." Mamoru responded again with a brief smile as he made his way over to the table and took a seat.

Nodding, Antiny made his way back into the living room settling into a comfortable place on the couch and pulled out his mini-computer. If the theory he had been debating in the shower was correct, he should still be able to connect with the computer system in the future. It would just require a few extra configurations. After a few moments, he pulled out his visor for extra help. "Hmm - - got it!" Antiny grinned proudly as he realized he had actually managed to maneuver his way onto the main 30th century computer network. The first thing he did, of course, was to sign onto the internet and check to see if his girlfriend was online . . . As he waited for her to sign on, he opened a second window beginning to type out what appeared to be some kind of mercurian programming language on a special document he had been working on the past few days.

Leaning his arms casually against the small dinning room table, Mamoru took a slow sip of coffee as he watched Antiny stroll into the living room and take a seat. So . . . Ami, Rei, and Makoto all have boys. That might partially explain why Small Lady seemed so lonely in the future, if there were no little girls there for her to play with. Silently, he couldn't help but wonder what it might like to have a little boy some day – a son of his own. But then, what man who held family as a priority didn't dream of someday having a son of his own?

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"Introducing Chibi-Kamen AKA "Chibimamo"

Bare feet padded against a cold floor as the two-and-a-half year old prince of earth wandered through the vast hallways of the Crystal Palace clad in nothing but a set of black Tuxedo Kamen underwear. Damp raven-colored hair left over from an unwanted bath experience dripped down his back leaving a small trail of water droplets on the floor behind him. Innocent azure-blue eyes starred up at the translucent walls and high furniture, most of which towered way over his head. Floating beside him, his white cathead companion, known as Artemis Ball or "A.B." for short, kept watch over his young master's latest misadventure.

Finding his way to a door he recognized as leading to his parent's bedroom, the little prince grinned his face lighting up vibrantly. "A.B., help me!" Mamo called out to his companion eagerly. Dutifully, the little toy floated closer landing on the floor next to his master's feet. Even with the added height of his companion, however, the child still wasn't quite tall enough to reach the high handle of the doors. "Still not high enough," Chibimamo whined pitifully at his companion. "Go higher, A.B." The toy-version of Artemis seemed to shake his head at the child as he floated carefully upwards withMamo on top of him.

Mamo's face lit up once more as he finally found himself able to get his small hands around the doorknob. He turned the knob with both hands, pushing the door open. "Wai!" The little prince cried out fearfully as he lost his balance falling forwards towards the floor. Quickly, A.B. changed forms into a soft pillow for the small boy to fall on.Giggling lightly, the little prince climbed back to his feet making his way into the room. "Mommy? Daddy?"

Finding the room empty, Mamo-chan frowned disappointed for a moment before his face lit up once more. "I'll bet Tuxedo Kamen can find where Mommy and Daddy went." Padding over to the closet he knew to be his father's, Mamo once again required A.B.'s services to open the door. "Wee!" Grabbing hold of the doorknob once again, Mamo jumped off of A.B. swinging backwards until the door came to a stop and he hopped down to the floor once more. Crawling into the closet on all fours, the child went straight for a small box in the back working to pry it open with his small fingers. . . .

Not many moments later, "ChibiKamen" could be seen running through the hallways of the Crystal Palace clad in a pair of black Tuxedo Kamen underwear, a white mask on his face, and a cape five times his size streaming behind him. In one of his hands, he held Tuxedo Kamen's cane and in the other, a Sailor Moon plushie he had snitched from his older sister's bedroom. Coming out of a random room, Sailor Jupiter stopped watching curiously as the child ran past not even seeming to notice her as he continued his emphatic search for the location of his parents.

Glancing the opposite way down the hall, she smiled when she saw Sailor Venus headed in her direction. Panting heavily, Sailor Venus stopped to catch her breath before looking up at her fellow Senshi. "Jupiter, have you seen the little prince anywhere? I told Serenity I could watch him in the bath. I only turned my back long enough to figure out where she put the rest of his clothes, and he disappeared." Sailor Venus' face was flushed as she continued trying to catch her breath.

Sailor Jupiter smiled at this, an amused expression on her face. "Iie, I don't believe I have . . . but you just missed seeing Tuxedo Kamen running through the halls in his underwear."

Sailor Venus blinked, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "Tuxedo Kamen was WHAT!"

Chuckling, Makoto pointed Venus's gaze down the hallway where Tuxedo Kamen's cape dragged the floor disappearing around a corner. Sailor Venus blinked again, an image of Tuxedo Mask showing up to a fight in his underwear running through her mind. Then, it finally hit her. "Makoto no baka! Mamo-chan, matte (wait)!" Sailor Venus groaned as she took off once more after Serenity and Endymion's second-born. "Come back here!"

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A few stray locks of wavy brown hair fell persistently into a lightly-tanned face as the handsome fourteen-year-old prince of Jupiter stirred from his sleep finally beginning to show signs of returning to consciousness. Deep chocolate brown eyes opened slowly attempting to make since of the as-of-yet hazy world before them. Sensing something wrong with the scene, Triston's heart picked up its pace offering an extra burst of adrenaline, which served to further awaken the young man urging him up to a sitting position. Prince Triston rubbed the last of the sleep from his eyes blinking rapidly in an attempt to bring the world into focus, his mind silently assuring him that what he had seen must have been some sort of mistake . . . leftovers from the ever-fading world of dreams.

As the Jupitarian prince furthered his sitting position, the thick comforter slid down to his waist revealing a well-worked set of abs, born of many early mornings spent training with his father and afternoons spent training alongside Damien and Antiny. Triston's eyebrows furrowed tentatively, face forming into a guarded frown as he opened his eyes again, taking in the scene before him. Rubbing his forehead lightly, Triston noted the last remains of fever still lingering. The place wasn't threatening per say aside from the initial unfamiliarity of it. Still . . . he certainly didn't remember having fallen asleep in this room. Where had he been the last time he was conscious?

Prince Triston racked his brain for the answer as he focused on escaping from the entanglement of covers he had caused for himself after Antiny's departure. 'I have got to stop doing that.' It wasn't until he turned resting his legs off the side of the bed that he finally made note of the cotton-candy haired twelve-year-old looking princess sitting on the side of his bed. She looked so angelic resting there; he dared not wake her unless it was absolutely necessary. First of all, he needed to figure out where they were, and weather or not they were safe here. Smiling softly, the young prince reached out running a hand gently through long tresses of pink hair. "Do not worry. I will protect you - - no matter what the cost."

While still watching her, Prince Triston rose to his feet - - only to be greeted with a small wave of dizziness that quickly caused him to sit back down again. Despite the fact that Endymion may have healed the wound, he had still lost a terrible amount of blood in the process, the after effects leaving him in a more weakened state than normal. "What the - -?" It wasn't until this point that memories of the previous day began to return to him. He remembered clearly battling through the armaments of dark soldiers to find the missing princess - - forcing his way in front of her just in time to be met with a sharp pain slicing through the flesh on his left side. Triston glanced down running his right hand gingerly over the sight of the wound. It appear to have healed itself (or so he assumed), leaving only a small scar in its place.

'Blood loss - - wonderful.' No wonder the faintly light-headed feeling of weakness had been hovering over him. Pushing himself to his feet, more slowly this time, Triston attempted to grasp some sense of what had happened next, but everything after that point was a haze. He remembered finding the Small Lady unconscious - - the return of one of their enemies, one who called himself Sa'omi - - and then a brief battle. Had they won? He thought he vaguely recalled his mother's presence along with that of the King of Earth, but he couldn't be sure. If one of them had found him, however, he would have woken up either in his bedroom or the hospital wing depending on the severity of his wounds.

This room definitely wasn't in the Crystal Palace in Crystal Tokyo, of that he was certain. Making his way over to a window, the Jupitarian Prince took notice of an even more unfamiliar scene and frowned visibly once more. They weren't even in Crystal Tokyo any more. Were they even still on Earth? Who could have brought them here? Confusion set in as he turned from the window glancing towards the door with a defensive air of determination hovering about him. He needed to know what was beyond that door and even more so, if it was dangerous he needed to protect the Small Lady from it. Unfortunately, he was painfully aware that he wasn't in the best of conditions at the moment.

Trying to picture his two friends, Damien and Antiny, Triston attempted to work out what they might suggest him to do in such a situation. Antiny would probably suggest he try to avoid an actual fight until he was a bit stronger. Falling unconscious again, he would be of no use to anyone much less able to protect the Small Lady. Aside from which, the situation obviously wasn't as dire as it could be. The fact that he had woken up in a bed and not chained up in a dungeon somewhere attested to that. All of these thoughts ran through the prince's mind as he made his way guardedly over to the slightly ajar doorway.

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Finishing off two cups of vanilla hazelnut-flavored coffee Chiba Mamoru rinsed his cup off in the sink and put it away. He checked the fridge and cabinets and was relieved they had recently been to the store. They were already having three people eating with them, and it would not be at all surprising if the girls showed up as well. Then again, Makoto would most likely bring provisions with her if she showed up before breakfast time. He had no doubt she would be coming over at some point to check in on her future son, and Ami and Antiny hadn't really had the chance to visit that night either.

Choosing to hold off on breakfast, Mamoru decided to check in on his daughter and the fourteen-year-old prince whom he had left in the bedroom with her. Antiny looked up briefly as Mamoru passed by before returning his attention to the computer, switching between typing on one of his newest programs and chatting with his girlfriend, Aiyamai, over the internet. Reaching into his subspace pocket, he pulled out a headset with microphone getting ready to set up voice chat.

Mamoru reached out, opening the door to the extra bedroom just as Triston was about to step out of it. Once again, the two men were left standing at close proximity, about a foot from one another. Taking a step backwards, the young prince looked up at Mamoru through a somewhat surprised though guarded expression. Looking down at the young man, Mamoru noted with some relief that the confused haze seemed to have left his eyes leaving behind only the last hints of a breaking fever. "Who are you?" Triston questioned cautiously after a moment of silence. "Where are we?"

Antiny looked up at the sound of Triston's voice. "Gomen, Aiyamai. My leader finally woke up . . . Hai, he ought to be fine, but I have got some explaining to do. . ." Antiny cracked a smile over something that was spoken on the other end of his communication. "Hai . . . wait for me? - - - Arigato," Pulling the headset and microphone off his head, the mercurian prince set it and his computer down on the coffee table before hopping over the back of the couch heading over to where Triston and Mamoru were standing.

"Ohayo Triston-kun." Antiny greeted his friend and leader in a calm tone causing the Jupitarian's attention to divert to him, immediately demanding answers. Antiny nodded coolly. "The man you are speaking with is King Endymion." Antiny grinned at the expression of disbelief that crossed his leader's face, before continuing his explanation. "20th century version – The battle went over our heads after you passed out the first time. So, Small Lady decided to use her time key to throw us back into the past."

Prince Triston grew silent, seeming to digest this for a moment, before returning a slightly more placid expression on his Mercurian friend. "You said the FIRST time I passed out. What happened before I passed out the second time? That part is a bit hazy."

Shaking his head, Prince Antiny watched his friend sympathetically already knowing along what lines his reaction was going to be. "Well, the blood you had lost seemed to have gone to your head…" Not liking the change in Antiny's tone, Triston frowned, waiting for further explanation to be offered. Antiny sighed. "Do you remember when you were fighting Sa'omi the second time? Before King Endymion showed up?"

Racking his brain for a moment, Triston managed to recall those memories once again. "Hai . . . so, that did really happen?"

"Yes . . . and no. You were fighting all right, but it wasn't Sa'omi."

Triston blinked. "Then who . . ."

Antiny nodded in Mamoru's direction. "You were trying to fight HIM. . . King Endymion. Sa'omi was never there to begin with. We left him in the 30th century."

Almost instantaneously, Antiny could see his friend's muscles beginning to tense. His face seemed to take on an ashen expression as he looked back up in Mamoru direction, meeting his eyes. Mamoru, who had remained silent while Antiny was explaining the situation, smiled slightly with amusement and nodded his affirmation. Swallowing hard, Triston took another step backwards kneeling respectfully as he responded. "Gomen nasai Majesty. I - I didn't recognize you – I mean, I mistook you for one of our enemies trying to harm the Small Lady. Gomen,"

Not yet quite used to being referred to as "majesty," Mamoru's first response was to appear a little on the shocked side. Recovering quickly, Mamoru shook his head at the young man and smiled lightly. "It is alright. You did a good job protecting her. I am just thankful to see her safe. You seem to care a lot about Chibi-Usa." Triston blushed deeply in response to this as he looked up at Mamoru once again.

"And there is no need for the kneeling or "majesty." I am not King Endymion yet. Here, it is just Mamoru." And while he did look foreword to raising Chibi-Usa in the future, he rather hoped things could just stay the way they were for at least a little while longer. Offering the young man a hand up which he accepted, Mamoru gave him a once over from a doctor's point of view. "It is good to see you in better health, but you still need to take it easy for a few days."

"Yes, sir - - if Small Lady can stay out of trouble that long." He commented while clearing his throat. Antiny grinned over this as he made his way back to the couch in hopes of returning to his previous conversation with Aiyamai. Glancing back over his shoulder, Triston watched the Small Lady sleeping on the side of the bed and smiled inwardly, trying not to let it show on his face as he turned back to Mamoru. "Is the shower free?"

Mamoru paused, listening for the sound of water running through the pipes in the walls. "It sounds like Usako just got out. You will be the fourth person to use it, so I wouldn't expect a whole lot of hot water."

Triston nodded quietly. "That is alright, sir. I won't be long."

Just as Triston turned heading for the shower, the doorbell rang. Mamoru took in a breath letting it out. All in all and considering the events of the previous night, the morning was going much more smoothly than he would have expected. Hopefully, he would get lucky, and they would continue this way. Opening the front door, Mamoru wasn't surprised to find Rei, Damien, and Makoto with a large platter standing out in the hallway.

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Climbing out of the tub, the cornflower blonde nineteen-year-old reached for a towel squeezed the water out of her hair until it no longer dripped, and wrapped it around herself. It took her a good twenty minutes to blow-dry her long hair before she stood back from the mirror. Throwing the towel back over the towel rack, she pulled on a robe and made her way slowly back into the bedroom. She picked out a white skirt that fell down to just above her knees and a pink sleeveless top. She finished off the outfit with a red belt with a golden heart-shape in the front and pink choker with a small gold cross, and a set of gold star earrings that swung down from her ears.

That done, she pulled on some white socks and made her way over to the vanity to try and get last of the tangles out of her hair and put it up in its usual odango-style. She smiled, picking up a brush as she heard Rei and Makoto's voices coming from the living room. Parting her hair down the middle, she threw half over each shoulder to make it easier to reach. She shut her eyes losing herself in thought as the soft bristles of the brush went through her hair. When she glanced back into the mirror, her eyes went wide over what she saw. "Eeep!" She squealed starring at herself in the mirror. "What's this!"

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