Sailor Moon One-shots

(A/N: I own nothing and read last chapter.)

"Are you having fun hime?" Michiru asked smiling as she looked at her princess who was swimming not too far from the teal haired woman in the ocean where they had decided to go for the day.

"Yeah this is awesome! Thanks for bringing me Michiru." Usagi said smiling brightly at the teal haired woman who giggled and splashed her lightly.

"Hey!" Usagi giggled as she splashed the woman back, inciting an all-out splash war between the two that Michiru was winning hands down. The sea is her domain after all.

"I'm gonna grab some of the sea shells for the others." Usagi said smiling brightly after the splash war was over, causing Michiru to giggle and grab the girls arm before she could go under the water.

"Let's move closer to the shore so you don't get swept away by the tide." Michiru said making Usagi nod as they both began swimming closer to the shore so that Usagi could fish out some of the shells that were in the shallow water.

"Hey Michiru look! I found a Pokemon!" Usagi called playfully as she spotted something washed up on the shore as she was taking a few of the sea shells she deemed pretty enough for her friends towards their towels.

"That's a jelly fish. Don't touch them, they'll sting you." Michiru quickly stopped her princess from touching the jelly fish and making Usagi pause and stare at it for a moment.

"Shouldn't we put it back in the water though? What if it dries out?" Usagi asked looking up at Michiru as she squatted down beside the jellyfish, making Michiru frown sadly.

"I'm sorry hime but it's too late for that. The only reason the jellyfish is on the sand like this…is because it's already dead." Michiru said gently to her princess and making Usagi frown sadly for a moment.

"Oh." Usagi said looking sad before she seemed determined and began digging in the sand.

"What are you doing?" Michiru asked surprised by the seemingly sudden interest in something else.

"Digging a grave. It shouldn't be left out here to rot like this." Usagi said not wavering from her task as she dug a moderately deep hole with her hands. Michiru blinked slightly as she stared at her princess for a long moment.

"You'd dig a grave and bury a jellyfish as if it were human?" Michiru asked staring at Usagi who finally looked up and tilted her head slightly.

"If you were washed up on a beach somewhere dead…and everyone thought you weren't human…wouldn't you still want to be given a burial instead of being left to decay in the dirt?" Usagi asked her eyes boring deeply into Michiru's own. Michiru was frozen in place for a moment as she kept her princess's gaze, before lowering her eyes in understanding and submission.

"Besides…I'm just thankful I'm burying a jellyfish and not one of my friends." Usagi said her voice soft as she resumed her task until the hole was sufficiently deep enough for her liking.

"Princess?" Michiru questioned softly as she looked back up at her princess, despite the fact that the blond was still kneeling in the sand and mud.

"Everyone's already died at least once. Technically Setsuna and Hotaru have died twice. Thankfully everyone was brought back, even me, so I didn't have to go through the pain of digging their graves and burying them. I don't want to ever have to bury you or the others." Usagi said her voice soft but firm as she picked up the jellyfish with her bare hands, not even wincing at the stinging in her hands, as she gently placed it into the hole.

"One day you might have to. We'd gladly give up our lives a hundred times over in order to protect you." Michiru said her voice barely more than a whisper as she stared at her princess who was covering up the grave now.

"I know…I know that and I hate it. I hate that you all would do it with a smile if you had to. I hate that I have to be protected all of the time…honestly Michiru?" Here Usagi looked up from the grave that she surrounded with the largest seashells she could find in order to mark it, placing them deep enough in the dirt that the shells wouldn't be washed away by gentle tides.

Usagi's blue eyes locked with Michiru's own slightly darker blue orbs.

"I'd rather be the first one to die than be the last one standing." Usagi said her gaze never wavering as she kept eye contact with Michiru who felt her heart beat increase at those words. No. Not her princess. Her princess shouldn't die before she did.

"Princess…" Michiru whispered maintaining eye contact with a shocked and slightly alarmed look on her face. For a full minute the two were silent as Michiru tried to think of what to say. Neither of them said a word, neither of them blinked, hell it looked like neither of them were even breathing at the moment.

"This stings a bit. Not near as bad as dying but it definitely still stings." Usagi said breaking eye contact first this time as she looked down at her hands where there were already welts forming from the Jellyfish's stingers.

"Let's get some vinegar and treat that princess." Michiru allowed the change in subject as she looked down at the hands that were covered in welts.

"No need. Just watch." Usagi said staring at her hands, Michiru blinked but watched as well. In front of her stunned eyes, the welts were healing at an incredibly fast rate even for a Senshi. Marks that she knew lasted for almost two weeks on a normal person, and at least one week on a senshi like her…were healing in under ten minutes on her princess.

"This is why I'd rather die first. I can take a lot more punishment than anyone else except for maybe Setsuna and Hotaru. I keep healing. No matter how much of the damage I take from the others when we transform back…I just heal from it all faster than they would." Usagi said her voice barely above a whisper as she watched her hands heal… and then form a rash that lasted for maybe six minutes before vanishing as well.

"That's why we're never hurt when we go back to civilian form. Not because our wounds magically heal…but because you take them for us." Michiru murmured in numb horror. How often has it happened? How often has one of them gotten a horrible cut or a broken bone and it just vanished without a trace when they transformed back only for their princess to suffer from it?

How often did she take their wounds without a single complaint or any murmurs of pain?

"I…I don't like seeing anyone else hurt and besides…I heal faster. Sometimes Luna and Setsuna scold me for doing it, because I get a lot of broken bones or deep scratches and it hurts for a long time even with my fast healing. Simple surface wounds, not even piercing the skin? That's no problem it just stings a bit for a few minutes. Broken bones and deep gashes take at least two hour to heal for clean closed breaks." Usagi said making Michiru's eyes widen even further in horror as they ticked over her princess's body. What she had thought were just uneven tan lines from wearing her clothes out in the sun? Looking closer Michiru could see a faint scar on her princess's collar bone, a scar that came from a claw slash that Michiru herself had taken from one of the Youma that tried to sneak up behind her.

"They leave you scarred." Michiru murmured as her eyes ticked over each of the faint traces of scars from different origins that were barely visible on the girls skin.

"Some do." Usagi agreed with a nod, tracing one scar over her stomach.

"Chibiusa. Back during the Mistress Nine fiasco. Everyone was so preoccupied with her Star Seed that they didn't notice the hit to her stomach." Usagi murmured as she stared down at the scar. She knew where each of them came from. She knew which one came from who and during which battle.

"Oh princess." Michiru dropped to her knees and hugged her princess close, trying to protect the girl from everything nearby that could harm her.

How? How did not one of them, aside from the one able to see the past, present, and possible futures, know or notice? How could they not tell that they had no scars from their fighting while Usagi collected them like they were stamps?

Michiru made an inward vow right then and there. She'd do her best to keep herself and everyone else from getting hurt ever again. And if someone did get hurt then she didn't care if she had to knock her princess out to keep her from taking the wounds…they could all deal with the wounds themselves from now on.

There was no reason for their princess to suffer the pain alone.