A/N: Oho! Welcome, and hope you enjoy the next installment here! ^^

DISCLAIMER: Not mine, please don't get out your thermos pots and scald me with all the boiling water you've got in there, eh? ^^ Only the idea of insane plot are mine ((putting together Sailor Moon and Coffee Prince ^^))!

Consider That I Said Yes

Makoto knew from experience that wearing a senshi uniform was not unlike just putting on a skirt and donning a pair of lethal-stabbing high heels, accessorized with a sparkling tiara and sweetly good powers.

It was a wonder no youma or common person had recognized them for what they were, and all of them had thanked Kami more than once when the Tokyo police were brought into play and no one could pin their identities.

Being a civilian, though, Sailor Scouts were pretty easy to spot.

Makoto smiled nervously and nodded, then slapped herself on the forehead mentally. No use being so paranoid and nervous, here.

This girl was no different than talking to another person, she wouldn't let it faze her!

She tried to remember just what the heck she was doing here, then about smiled maniacly. She was a part-time worker, earning her future status as Andrew's partner. Makoto Kino, senshi under her Princess, and she'd better remember it.

Why would this girl faze her when she'd beaten up bullies three times her size before? Maybe it was because of those piercing blue eyes, the knowing grin underneath that cute pert nose. Wow, she didn't know eyes could strip her bare like that. .

"So! Why are you, um, no offense, here? I'm a part of the cafe and restaurant, so I might as well give you some kind of tour, if you'd like."

Makoto about slapped herself across the face. She was acting like some nervous junior higher who had never spoke to another of the alien sex, or something like that. She'd blame it on the heat that was circulating throughout the place.

She was only glad when the other girl stood and took her up on the offer.

"Oh, I'm here, looking for a certain person who could pass themself of as. . . As a matter of fact, hmm. . . Where's your bathroom?"

Makoto frowned in puzzlement and pointed over to the far corner near the back of the inn and wondered why the heck the other girl seemed so dominating right now. She couldn't really blame the smaller female, everyone had their greedy eyes on her- or, more correctly, her status as moneybags.

"Would you mind coming in here?"

Shaking her head in wonder, Makoto followed the grinning blue eyes into the clean bathroom. She was of no stranger to public bathrooms, and every bathroom she went into was the same as any other.

Well, if this was a first for going into a public restroom for the renowed millionaire, who was she to judge? Pointing out the obvious toiletries and such, Makoto jumped a bit when a hand brushed over the back of her shoulderblade, then edged down, towards her lower spine.

"I-I believe the thing you're looking for is over there. You don't need a key to open it, you know?"

"Oh, she's not looking for a key, Lightning."

"! Hey, Artemis or whatnot, I don't care if you change into a cat or mouse, this is a WOMEN'S bathroom, and last time I checked you're not-!"

"What are you talking about, Lightning? You're not necessarily one, either. LAST time I checked."

Makoto bristled.

That lazy gaze of smirking blue was driving her crazy. Her mouth opened to retort a sharp whiplash of correction, but it soon turned into a surprised gasp when hands encircled her neck to lower her head.

"Hmm. . . Artemis, will he do? I mean, I've got to find a man that looks like a girl so they think I'm- well, not necessarily 'gay', but. . I guess it doesn't HAVE to be a guy, but I'd rather recruite a guy than an actual girl, you know? It'll be. . slightly awkward, but. ."

Makoto jerked away, staring into dark blue eyes and she had the insane urge to tilt that curved chin and brush away that inner confusion and hurt from those swirling depths.

"What makes you think I'll even take the obvious request?"

She could feel the arms withdraw from her neck, feel the rigid stiffening of hurt control come back into place as the other girl snapped her defenses up about her. Makoto hadn't even known they had been down until she'd felt the change.

"Money. Rather, a certain amount will douse any kind of desire for it you want. I've already had my fill of it. I can guarantee you will, too."

Artemis was moving behind her, ready to pounce on her refusal and throw it back in her face, but Makoto steeled her muscles and felt the obvious surprise in the air when the man stepped back, giving her grudging space.

"You will not humiliate her, Lightning."

"You're a funny one, Artemis. Someone else calls me Thunder. Why do you choose the other counterpart?"

"You crackle with energy. Now, Ami here just glides with the element of water, now, doesn't she? So, Lightning, will you let her conduct you?"

And before Makoto knew it, the girl in front of her had snapped a sharp, "Artemis! Stop it! Money can't always buy what it wants, and you of all people should know that! He will only be submissive to a certain point. Now, stop taunting him."

The walls seemed to drip with the heated steam of water droplets, and Makoto could feel herself charge with the energy of a thousand lightning bolts. She knew, instinctively, she could hurt the smaller girl with but a single word.

She would not.

Being nice to people was in her blood. Expecially strays.

"I'll think about taking the job. But mind you, I am not some submissive human who will just bow down with the simple touch of money. If you want space and personal commitment from me, well, you'll have it. To a point. I want some answers, along the way."

The man behind her snorted, but she could detect the awed respect from his flickering aura. It was strong, but amidst it, she could feel something that resembled broken love not accepted or not noticed from someone he truly wanted to be there, always, for.

"Okay, starting- What's my employee's name? Oh, and my job, if you can clarify that."

Makoto stared at herself in the mirror out of the corner of her eye. She hadn't used this many a big word since she'd been born. Where was all this coming from? Just to impress the smaller girl before her, get a decent handhold on the job she was about to be drawn into?

"Oh, sorry. I'm Ami Mizuno. Due to circumstances that I don't want the humongo jackpot given to me, in return for managing this really dirty-deeded workshop that's going to be passed down to me from my aunt, well, I'm going to hit her with the thing she hates most- homosexuality."

Makoto visibly jumped, and she was mildly surprised when a warm hand tapped her in the side, earning a slight squeak and bashful grin.

"Go on? Oh, I'm Makoto Kino, by the way. My personal finances are stable, but a few jingles in my pocket are welcome."

Ami nodded, and Makoto swore she could detect a pained expression on that face underneath the glasses. She really was cute, Makoto realized. Then she realized something else.

Ami and Artemis had mistaken her for a guy.

Again.

Well, she would listen to the other requirements, and if she felt she could do it under the pretense of a guy and not be revealed as a girl, she'd go for it. Nodding to the door leading to the outside, Makoto led Ami and Artemis out and sat them down on the counter, giving Andrew a grin and thumbs-up.

"Okay. So, other requirements here?"

"Oh, yes. We'll go around in public, high-class eating spots, restaurants like these- this is a really nice, comfy one, by the way- flaunt around in front of my aunt at the right times, such as big social events-"

"Whoa, hold it. What about your, um, reputation? You already established you're not. . like that, so you'd REALLY go through all this just for a shot at freedom against your aunt? And why can't you just wait until you're legally 'of age' or all that gunk?"

"*sigh* Lightning, you might not get this, but Ami-chan would have to chop off her hand before her aunt would let her wait another year without her having to sign anything. And with swimming and her dream of doctor, she NEEDS that hand. THAT'S her reason for-"

"ARTEMIS! I was GETTING to that! Geez, no spilling info when info is my guts here!"

Makoto grinned.

These two must have had a heck of a time meeting up. Speaking of which. .

"Hey, if I do take this job, do you mind meeting with some of my friends? They have a cat just like you, I mean, just like Artemis, y'know, with the crescent on top of her forehead, so. ."

"Oh, sure. Of course. Besides, I've given you the benefit of the doubt, not doing a background check on you, so I'll just do it by hand."

Makoto smiled nervously.

If they got ahold of her being Sailor Jupiter and the others, well, she'd be in deep doo-doo. She didn't know why, but she had the feeling she had to hide what she knew. Ami already viewed her as typical human, which is probably why she chose her, even as she towered like the Hulk over her: Ami could take her down with one snap of her wrist.

IF she was a Sailor Scout.

Well, tomorrow, she'd gather everyone and they could go check it out.

"Well, great. I'll see you guys soon, then?"

"Definitely. Here's my number. Password will be something you've got to say when I pick up, so I can transfer you over to my private line, make the phone call something more private. So, I'll be calling you Mako-kun, okay? You can all me anything you want."

Before Makoto could stop herself, she whispered in an embarrasingly husky voice, something that would win even the most ugliest turtle out there that was Ami's aunt.

"Blue. I'll. . call you Blue."

She heard Artemis snort, and she shot him a crazy grin, to which he whimpered slightly and backed down, grinning himself to ease the tension.

"Okay. Well, I'll contact you soon. We can discuss money then."

"Right. Well, bye, Blue. My schedule is pretty open, and I can tell you busy days for me, so just call whenever you can. I've given my number to Artemis. It's on his paw. I'm curious to see if he'll sweat it off. I've heard they can only sweat it out there."

Makoto turned and grinned at the pair and ran out into the night before Artemis could jump on her and shred her to pieces. She could hear Ami wrestling her ever-so-faithful kitty down and slip him a bit of catnip when he calmed down.

She was looking forwards to this.

"*GASP!* Thunder, SHAME on you! What if she changed her mind and won't contact you, eh? You let this slip by?"

"*grunt* Rei-chan, Rei-chan, c'mon, you think I'm that dumb? I looked her up, and her address is all right there. Don't worry, it won't be breaking and entering. I've made friends enough for a quick drop-in visit if she don't want to hire me."

"Mako-cha-a-an! Even I know that's breaking and entering! And we'd. . well, we'd help you any way we can."

"Thanks, Usagi-chan. Minako-chan, are you with us?"

"Hmmm. . . You like this girl, don't you, Makoto-chan?"

"I-I. .! No! I just think her predicament is interesting, is all! Wh-Who wants some free coffee and snacks over at Andrew's? W-We can hit some off of him, and maybe find some really cute guys!"

Everyone turns to each other and watches as Makoto vaults over the three-story railing of the school. Smirking at each other, they link arms and rush the fence as well. A minute later a rather hurt howl is heard.

"Oooooowww! Why'd you guys come this way?"

"Same reason you did!"

That night, they planned to make some ruckus and see if they could stir up the whereabouts of a fellow senshi. It shouldn't have been too hard, if not for the moving of two feline puffballs. . .

A/N: . This is OBVIOUSLY not how the actual characters from Coffee Prince met, so you can't say this is a spoiler! Muahahahaa! Anyway, let's just say Artemis went to Ami and is now hers like Minako was. ^^ Hope you're liking this flashback.