* * * *

Moshi wiped a tear from her eye as she saw her mother board the plane. Her mother was going to France for a month or so to do business with another ad agency. Takanera Miko was worried for her fifteen-year-old daughter. It would be the very first time Moshi would be home alone.

"Don't worry Okaa-san," Moshi had said, twirling her finger in her ponytail. "I'll stay with Usagi-chan or one of the other girls!" Not that Moshi would ever lie to her mother, but she would be staying with someone all right, just not one of the girls. She and Mamoru decided that this would be a great time for them to catch up and just hang out as brother and sister.

Miko smiled at her daughter, she was growing up so fast. Soon her little Moshi would be in high school and then college. "You be good, I know you will." She planted a kiss on Moshi's forehead and embraced her.

A silver tear slipped down Moshi's cheek as she saw her mother's plane head into the bright blue sky, taking her to France where she would be out of reach for so long. Armed with her duffel bag of clothing, she left the airport. Her destination, Mamoru's apartment.

She walked through the large airport, watching the families parting with teary good-byes. She felt like crying again, having to watch her own mother leave for such a long period. She was walking and looking down at her sneakers when she slammed into a solid wall.

"Argh," she groused, looking up to see what she ran into. She felt her heart stop in her chest. It was him! The guy from the dance that she never got to know his name.

He looked at her, reddish eyebrows knitting together. When he figured out who she was, a smile blossomed on his face. "Kimi... "

Moshi flushed. "Konnichi wa. Fancy seeing you here."

He smiled. "I'm just here to greet my dad back from his business trip."

"Really? My mom just left for hers. I don't know how long she's going to be gone, so I'm going over to my brother's."

"Funny, you looked like an only child," he said, putting his hands in his jeans pockets.

Moshi folded her arms and glared at him. "Oh really?!"

"Hey, no need to get angry," he stammered, seeing the look on her face.

"Flight 1309 Now landing."

He looked up at the monitor. "That's my dad's plane, I've got to go."

"Oh well," Moshi said feeling crestfallen. He seemed to be preoccupied. "Ja ne!" She ran off, hauling her duffel bag behind her.

"Matte!" he called out. "I didn't even get to ask her what her name was," he said to himself. Sighing, he looked down and saw a small handkerchief on the ground. It was purple with yellow flowers. He bent over and picked it up, holding it close.

* * * *

Imitar cursed loudly, how could the little brat continue to survive. "Curse those damn children of hers!" he screeched, throwing his throne across his chambers.

A few guards scattered away from his wrath, catching an object here and there. Shizar failed him, he shouldn't have never trusted the magi, always heavily relying on spells that rarely worked. Deep inside he knew that Maeve should have been the Captain. She had the killer instinct. She knew how to take an order and how to get it done.

"Shizar, Maeve, Valtork get in here NOW!" Imitar bellowed as he shape shifting frantically.

A bright golden light appeared as Shizar faded into view, his golden hair flowed down his shoulders as he bowed before Imitar. Behind him a tiny ball of silver light flickered as Maeve shimmered before them. She curtsied to Imitar, her silver eyes twinkling brightly, and her ponytail sweeping the ground. Valtork entered the room in a flash of bronze light. His burnished armor glittered in the fire of the chamber torches.

The three knights all wondered why Imitar was so angry, they each took a seat in their respectable places before Imitar. Maeve produced a small silver pen and notepad from one of her many pockets on her cape ready to take notes. Such behavior like this gave her many brownie points with Imitar.

He morphed in anger, switching through every person he ever imitated. The one that constantly shown was Sailorearth, the one person that stood between him and total domination over the Earth. "It has come to my attention that a certain golden knight, whose worthless name I will never mention, failed to kill Sailorearth!"

Golden eyes enlarged in fear. Shizar wondered who could have told Imitar he failed. He glanced around the room, his eyes landing on the smug face of Valtork. That traitorous knight, he would do anything to be captain. That would mean he would have to get Shizar and Maeve out of the way.

"That little pissant would sell out his own mother if he had one!" Shizar thought has he stood to his feet. He knew if he didn't die today, his death would be coming soon.

"Milord, permit me to explain--" he started, his throat clinched in fear.

Imitar morphed into Sailor Moon, pointing his finger at Shizar. "I will let you do no such thing. You were warned Shizar, I said if you did not kill her, I would kill you myself!"

Valtork's bronze eyes flashed as he said, "I agree milord, kill him and let us continue with our mission!"

Shizar backed away slowly, holding his hands out in front in a defenseless gesture. "What ever he said about me, he lied!" He looked to Maeve, his eyes pleading with her.

Maeve gasped, Valtork was selling Shizar out! "Milord, please don't kill Shizar. I believe him, he didn't fight Sailorearth, he knew if he didn't kill her you would kill him! Don't take his life please!"

Valtork stood up, his bronze cape swirling. "Don't listen to me? Milord, you said it was wrong for any one of us to get involved with one another, Maeve and Shizar have been carrying on for quite some time!"

A mental picture of a cat being let out the bag filled Shizar's mind as he turned to Valtork. "Do you want to tell him what color underwear I have on too, you traitorous BASTARD!"

Maeve growled as she stood to her feet. She drew herself to her full height, her silver eyes glowed in the dull chamber light. "I say this now Valtork, if anything happens to Shizar, I will personally hold you accountable."

"You son of a bitch! GOLDEN SPIKE!" Shizar screamed, pointing his finger at Valtork. A spike of golden energy appeared and slammed into Valtork's breastplate, leaving a hole the size of a basketball in his chest.

"ENOUGH!" Imitar yelled, morphing back to his misshapen black mass. "Shizar, Valtork told me nothing. I was there that day in the park when you tried to attack Sailorearth. Remember the duck in the pond...that was me."

Shizar choked, he did see a duck in the pond. He slapped himself in the forehead, for that mistake he should be killed.

Imitiar slowly descended the steps of his throne, his shapeless body jiggling and quirking like a bowl of black Jell-O. He reached what seemed to be a hand out, and snatched the golden chain with the red pendant from Shizar's neck.

Shizar's neck felt as if it was set ablaze, "My power!" he said, frantically trying to get the chain back. His golden armor faded, until he was standing before them all in the nude. Maeve slightly blushed, she never seen him nude before.

Imitar turned to Maeve and removed her silver necklace, replacing it with the golden one. Her armor faded from the bright silver to a rich gold. She was now the Golden Knight, Captain of the Metallic Guards.

"No!" she cried as tears flowed from her now golden eyes. Her hair turned a bright blonde as every trace of silver was erased from her.

"I should have made you Captain a long time ago, Maeve," Imitar said as he returned to his throne morphed in the form of Sailor Mars. Valtork turned his greedy eyes back at Imitar, focusing on the silver chain that dangled from his hand.

"Sayonara, Shizar-kun," Imitar said, pointing one finger at Shizar. Black energy poured from his finger, enveloping Shizar's being. A loud bloodcurdling scream forced Maeve to cover her ears. Shizar was being slowly crushed to death.

The black cloud lifted, leaving a crushed and nearly dead Shizar before everyone. Maeve rushed over, her golden cape fluttering behind her. She kneeled before the hapless body of Shizar and gently picked his head up, cradling him in her lap. "Shizar, don't leave me!" she said, tears flowing down her cheek, splashing on his face.

Shizar turned his fading eyes on Maeve. "I am dying," he said as a spasm wracked his body. "I Love you, Maeve. Always have and always will." A blood bubble formed at his lips as he gazed in Maeve's eyes. He took one deep breath and death became him. Maeve threw her head back and screamed. Her grief washed over her in waves, pulling her deeper and deeper in its surf.

Valtork, now the Silver Knight, ambled over with a dangerous leer on his face. "Now he's out the way, what do you say you and I get together?" Instead of an answer, he received a firm slap in the face.

"I warned you! I hold you responsible for his death!" Maeve spat at Valtork as she stormed over toward Imitar's throne. She balled her fists in anger as she uttered before him. "What is you want me to do milord" She curtsied, bowing her head so Imitar wouldn't see the hate brimming in her eyes.

Imitar leaned forward. "I want you to kill Sailor Earth." He vanished, leaving Valtork and Maeve alone. Maeve threw a hateful glance at Valtork as she walked out, past her lover's body, and into the hallway. She ran into Shizar's study and quietly cried herself to sleep.

* * * *

"OK, what's your favorite color?!" Mamoru asked. In a bored moment, the siblings were playing 20 questions, to get to know each other better.

"Purple and Yellow and Tan," she answered, scribbling something madly on her notepad.

He knew she was coming up with questions every second. He raised his hands in the air as a sign of defeat. "Whew, I'm tired and it's getting a bit late. Well midget, let me show you to your abode and I'm crashing!" Mamoru said, standing to his feet.

Moshi grabbed her bag from the corner and followed. The room he made for her was painted pale lavender. The bed had a yellow bedspread with yellow pillows and ruffles. This room was a stark contrast to the way his room was decorated. "Somehow, I had this room painted lavender. I guess I now know why," he smiled.

Moshi beamed back at him. "Yep, it's for me!" She threw herself at him wrapping her arms around him. "I'm so glad I'm staying here Ru-chan."

"Me too Midget, me too." he returned her hug. "Oyasumi Midget," he said, as he went down the hall into his room.

"Oyasumi nasai, Ru-chan," she said, as she closed the door to her new room. She threw her bag on the bed, opened it, and proceeded to unpack. She placed all her fukus in the closet and her casual clothes in the small chest of drawers. She kicked her slippers off and flung her self onto the bed. Turning over on her stomach, she spied a lavender phone on the night table. As if the phone knew it was being stared at it rung sharply.

Picking up the receiver she said, "Moshi, moshi, Chiba residence."

A high pitched voiced came through. "Moshi, moshi, Mo-chan!" It was Usagi. "So, how's life with big brother?"

"Oh real cool, he even had a room that was painted my favorite colors!"

"That's neat, oh wait, Shi-chan wants to speak with you."

"Why is Shi there, I thought she was at Rei-chan's?"

"Nah, My mom thinks she's you anyway. Did you know your kid can imitate you real good?" Usagi giggled. "Here's your kid!"

Usagi passed the phone to Shi, who gripped it eagerly. "Moshi, moshi mama, genki desu ka!"

"Genki desu Shi, is something wrong?" Moshi bit on her fingernails, a bad habit she was trying to break for the longest.

"Iie, nothing wrong, all is good. Miko is with Minako-san. You know how she adore her."

"I know, it's scary but sometimes she even acts like Minako-chan"

"Something is up. I can feel it. I just wanted to tell you to watch your back. Luna confirmed my suspicion when she said she had a funny feeling as well."

Moshi gulped, it seemed that more trouble on the way. "I bet it's Imitar, anyway I'm ready for him or whatever he throws at me."

Shi and Moshi talked for a few more minutes, before Ikuko knocked and reminded them it was time for bed. Usagi ushered Chibiusa into bed as Shi said her good-byes to Moshi.

Hanging up the phone, Moshi went to her closet and donned her purple nightgown. Snuggling under the huge comforter, she closed her eyes and drifted off into slumber.

* * * *

The next day everything went like it was a regular day. Moshi actually made it to class on time and so did Usagi! Today was a short day; they only had class until noon. Moshi giggled in glee, for today she would put her operation make over in action. She finally received her fuku from the school and she wanted a dramatic change in her hair.

She wasn't planning on wearing the fuku until she changed her hair. It's not that she didn't like her odangos, it's just that her odangos made her look like a small child, while Usagi's made her just look like her mother, Queen Serenity.

Only Ami, Usagi, Makoto, and Moshi had the half-day. The rest had a full day. Shi attended Shibakouen, Minako's school and Miko went to Juuban elementary with Chibiusa.

Before Sekano-sensei could even say, 'Class dismissed.' Moshi sprinted out the door. A few stragglers in the hallway fell into the path of the hurricane wearing odangos. Running like a maniac, she burst out the front doors and headed for the intersection. Tripping over a ponytail but still determined, she dashed across the intersection, heading for Crown's Beauty Shop.

"That's another reason you fellows are about to get chopped off!" she uttered to her hair as she entered the door. The door chimed, voicing her arrival. Moshi looked around the beauty shop, there was women of all ages and all walks of life here, just to get their hair done. She surveyed a rack of magazines when a girl no older than her approached her.

"Youkoso to Crown's Beauty Shop! Watashi wa Chitako desu." She smiled, her brown eyes flashing brightly.

Moshi returned the smile. "Konnichi wa Chitako-san, I want to cut my hair!" Moshi said, gripping her bookbag.

Chitako's face lit up with joy. "All that lovely kurokami, you want to cut it all off?"

Moshi shook her head. "I want a couple of inches gone, I'm tired of tripping over my hair!"

Chitako led Moshi to an empty chair. Moshi had to hop up into the chair because it was a bit up off the ground. Settling in she put her book bag on her lap as Chitako tied a bib around her neck. "Now, how do you want to do this?"

"Just keep cutting and I'll tell you," Moshi said, a wicked grin slowly spread across her face.

* * * *

"She seemed in a hurry today when she left biology," Makoto said, passing the bowl of potato chips to Ami, who took a couple and passed it on to Minako.

"I usually walk with her," Usagi said, placing a couple of chips on her napkin.

"Did she have to meet Mamoru-san or something?" Makoto asked Shi.

Shi looked up from her newspaper. "No, she told me nothing about it. I hope nothings wrong." Her hand went to her slipknot around her neck.

"I had something to take care of!" Moshi said as she entered the room. She wore a dark scarf tied over her head.

"Oh," Rei said, pretending not to care, while inside she was teeming with curiosity.

With a flourish she removed the black scarf and spun in a circle. Usagi gasped in shock as she noticed that Moshi's odangos were gone! Moshi had trimmed her bangs to where they looked like spikes that framed her eyes. On each side of her face, she had a dark tendril by her ears. Her hair was upswept in a high ponytail as her hair spilled down the back of her head like a black fountain. The ponytail flipped up at the end.

"Kami-sama!" Usagi said in one breath. "Where are your odangos?!"

"I chopped them off, I couldn't take tripping over my hair anymore. I haven't tripped yet ever since I cut them off. Also my head feels lighter!" Her voice then took a more serious note. "I don't need the odangos to remember my history with the moon kingdom. That honor of the odango belongs to you Usagi-sama," Moshi said as she sat down across from Ami who nodded and smiled.

"Now that everyone is here, I have something to say," Luna started. She jumped from the table and sauntered over to Moshi. "Mo-chan, I have a feeling that something will be happening soon and I want you to be on your guard. Please, please, please, remember to have your henshin star with you." She eyeballed the front of Moshi's jumper.

Moshi grinned sheepishly as she pulled it out her bookbag and placed it on the table.

Rei looked up. "It's no joke, I've been getting the same sensations. Something is near, and I don't know what it is. It could be Imitar."

"Hai," Ami started. "We have to all be on our guard, and remember to watch out for the small Senshi."

"Like I told Shi last night. If it's Imitar, I'm ready for him. With my Cyber suit, I just may be a match for him," Moshi said.

Rei turned to her. "Yeah but it would be real dumb if you get yourself killed!"

Moshi stood up and put an arm around Rei's shoulders. "Oh Rei-chan, bestill my girlish heart. You sound like you care!" This sent Minako off in gales of laughter as Rei's face turned red. Usagi snickered a bit, leave it to Moshi to turn something as serious as this into a moment of humor.

"I'm concerned about Shi and Miko!" she answered, whirling around to face Moshi.

Moshi feigned buffing her nails on her shirt. "You mean your little acolyte Shi? Oh, come on, Rei-chan, we all know how she adores you." A gagging sound emerged from Rei and Shi's face turned a bright shade of red.

"Nani?!" Rei said.

Moshi blinked. "I mean she idolizes you Rei, I've noticed how she's changed since she's been here. I didn't mean it like she had a crush on you or anything," she said, placing a look of pure innocence on her face.

"Settle down, we have some serious business to discuss!" Ami said, rapping her hand on the table, drawing everyone's attention. "Good, now where were we?"

* * * *

For three days Maeve sat in Shizar's chambers crying her eyes out. That runt Valtork traded Shizar's life in just for a spot higher than that of the lowest knight. If it wasn't for Valtork, no if it wasn't for that brat Moshi a.k.a. Sailorearth she would still have her Shizar here.

"Curse that bitch, I swear I will drink her blood!" she cursed as she slammed a few books on the gold table. Never would anything here be hers, it was all Shizar's. She could still see him standing in the corner, perusing through a spell book, his golden eyes flickering across the pages.

"I just need to bone up on spells and that chick is history." As she scanned the books in search of that ultimate spell when a thought permeated into her brain. If Imitar could morph and change, maybe she could.

Closing the book, she stood before the mirror. She closed her eyes and concentrated. Once she opened them before the mirror, she stood in a Juuban junior high fuku. A sly grin spread across her face, all she had to do was keep an close eye on Moshi, and when Moshi least suspected it, attack and kill before she could henshin!

"Prepare to meet your maker Earth brat," Maeve said. Throwing her head back she cackled loudly, so loud her cackle was heard throughout the citadel.

The End

Next Chapter: Chapter 19: Much Ado About Fukus

-chan -- suffix on a name meaning affection for a person

-san -- suffix on a name used in formal situation (like Mr and Ms)

-sensei -- suffix on a name to denote a teacher (Haruna -sensei)

-sama -- suffix on a name used in great respect (princesses)

Arigato -- Thanks (with Domo first it means Thank you)

Genki desu ka -- How are you (Genki Desu = I'm fine)

Gomen Nasai -- I'm very sorry

Hai -- yes

Iie -- no

Kami-sama -- God

Kimi -- You (used by men with close friends)

Konnichi wa -- Good afternoon

Kore -- this

Kurokami -- dark/black hair

Minna -- Everyone (actually All you people)

Moshi moshi -- Hello (said on phone)

Nani -- what

Ohaiyo -- Good morning

Okaa -- mother

Oyasumi nasai -- Good night

Watashi wa -- I am.

Youkoso -- Welcome