"Sailor Angel and Sailor Phosphora – The Fight Against Catastrophe"

By Angel Sentier and M'Lila Cronk

Chapter Twenty-Eight

The next morning, Yuki left Celeste sleeping in the room they had borrowed at the Temple and quietly walked to Rei's room where Ami had almost literally crashed the night before. It had taken longer than expected to break a message through to Catastrophe's realm the night before and she had been too tired to make the trip home.

Sliding the door soundlessly open a crack, Yuki peeked in. Predictably, Rei was already up and probably in the fire room, trying to look into the outcome of the evening's fight. A shock of blue hair was peeping out from underneath a blanket on a futon on the floor, though, so Yuki let himself in and slid the door back shut.

He sat cross-legged on the floor next to his sleeping sister and thought for a moment. If he opened his mind to her in this susceptible state and feed her a memory of their life before, she might remember the rest of her own volition as a result. The temptation was great. More than almost anything now, he wanted his sister back. But, as Zara had said, mind invasion is a high breach of privacy and he would never betray Ami's trust. He had waited this long, he could wait a little longer for her to remember on her own. He smiled, thinking of the day in the future when she could visit Mercury again.

Reaching out, he rubbed her back lightly, encouraging her toward consciousness. He felt a little badly about depriving her of sleep, but the minutes were ticking by and he wasn't about to give up the moments they had left.

She groaned softly and squinted her eyes open. "Yuki? What time is it?"

He glanced at the nearby clock on Rei's nightstand. "Almost ten."

"Ten!" she exclaimed. "I never sleep this late." She got up immediately and pulled Rei's robe over her borrowed pajamas.

"Well, at least now I don't feel so bad about waking you up."

She smiled. "Was there something you wanted?"

"I was wondering if we could spend a little time together today. I mean, considering what may happen..."

"Of course," she said instantly.

"I felt a little guilty about leaving with Celeste last night when I could have been helping you," he said. "But I've had even less time with her... It seems rather unfair that just as I find what I'm looking for, there's a possible threat of it being taken away."

"Don't think about it," said Ami, seriously. "You can't allow doubt to enter your mind in a battle like this. In any battle, as a matter of fact."

"You're right."

"Of course I am." She grinned. "What did you want to do today?"

"Anything. I'll take what I can get in whatever time we have."

She reached out and took his hand in hers. "Sounds wonderful."

Celeste was deep in dreamless slumber when Zara burst into the room.

"Cel-chan! Wakey-wakey!" she said, unusually awake and chipper for ten in the morning.

Celeste groaned and opened one eye. "Why are you awake at this ungodly hour? Actually, a better question would be, why are you waking me up?"

Zara rolled her eyes"Oh, hush. If you can be that articulate, you're not that tired. Come on, get up. There's something we have to do today, and you know it."

That woke her up. Celeste sat up, clutching the blanket around herself to preserve her modesty. "You mean…?"

"Yep. It's tradition."

"I'll be ready in fifteen minutes. I wouldn't dare break tradtition on a day as important as this." Celeste started to get out of bed and winced.

"What's wrong?" Zara asked immediately. "A vision?"

"No…" She blushed. "I'm a little sore… from last night."

"Sore?" Her eyes widened. "OHHHHHH…"

Celeste blushed even redder.

Her friend grinned at her. "Well?"

She stared at the floor. "Well, what?"

"Was he any good?"

"Zara! What kind of question is that!"

"A valid one!"

There was a long pause before Celeste mumbled her reply. "Yeah…"

Zara grinned broadly and thumped her best friend on the back. "I'm proud of you, Cel. Now get dressed. We have a mission of vast importance to attend to!"

"Think we should invite some of the others?" asked Celeste as she moved around the room, picking up her clothes.

"Sure, why not? They'd probably enjoy it."

One hour later found Zara, Celeste, Minako, Makoto, and some guy Mako had dragged with her, introduced to the rest of them as Brad, at the local karaoke bar.

"Remind me why it's so important that we do karaoke before a big battle?" Makoto was asking Zara in an undertone as Celeste paid the fee.

"It's tradition!" Zara explained. "It promotes unity, psyches up your energy and your mind, and it's just fun."

"Why am I here?" asked Brad.

"Because I want you here," said Makoto, snuggling up on his arm. "It's been a while since we last saw each other."

"Let me guess," whispered Celeste to Minako as all five of them headed for their room. "He looks just like her old boyfriend?"


Zara grabbed a microphone and looked at Celeste very seriously. "Ready, Celeste?"

Celeste also grabbed a microphone and took her place next to Zara, equally serious. "Ready, Zara."

Without further ado, their music began and the two girls began belting out at the top of their lungs, "YOU'VE GOT TO BELIEEEE-EEEEEVE, IN THE POOOOOWER OF LOVE! YOU'VE GOT TO BELIEEEEEEEE-EEEEEEEVE, IN THE POWER OF LOOOOOOVE!"

The other three stared at the spectacle before them. Zara and Celeste even had choreography to this number.

Minako looked at Mako and her boyfriend and shrugged. "I suppose it's better than sitting around mulling over everything and getting depressed!" She cheered for the two girls and began clapping her hands in time to the music.

Makoto also shrugged and leaned against Brad. "As long as I don't have to do choreography…"

Brad, for his part, understood none of what was going on, but didn't complain. He wrapped his arms around Makoto's waist and watched the show.

The sunlight filtering in through Mamoru's curtains slowly coaxed him awake. A glance at the clock on the wall told him it was well after noon, a time he rarely let himself sleep to. His neck was decidedly stiff, but that's what comes from falling asleep on the couch. However, the snuggly little bunny curled up under his arm made it worthwhile.

She was fast asleep with her lips parted just slightly, a tiny trace of vanilla ice cream at the corner of her mouth. He chuckled softly, and gently tugged one of her ponytails free so that the silky strands covered her sleeping form like a golden blanket. He buried his fingers in the blond mass and leaned down, inhaling deeply near the nape of her neck, filling his lungs with her warm, sweet scent.


Haruka had been awake for quite some time, busily preparing breakfast in the kitchen. She wasn't the most adept at the culinary arts, but she knew that Michiru loved it when she attempted to do something feminine.

After three tries, the crepes were perfect, the waffles weren't burnt, and the eggs didn't look like something Usagi had tried to make. She poured a tall glass of orange juice and finished the tray off with a tiny bud vase carrying a yellow carnation. Smiling proudly at her creation, she carried the tray into the next room.

Michiru's eyes fluttered open as Haruka sat on the side of the bed. She smiled as she saw the tray.

"Good morning," she greeted her aqua-haired lover as she helped to re-arrange the pillows. "I made breakfast."

"I see that." Her eyes scanned the offerings with pleasure before her brows furrowed delicately. "No napkins?"

Haruka winced. She always forgot something. And this time she had been so sure everything was perfect...

Michiru smiled gently. "It doesn't matter." She leaned forward and softly kissed the blond. "It just means I get to watch you do laundry later."

Haruka groaned as the other woman giggled mercilessly.

Hotaru hugged Small Lady tightly.

"You'll be all right, won't you, Hotaru-chan?" asked the pink haired girl, concern eloquent in her cinnamon eyes.

"Of course, Chibi-Usa-chan," she replied. "We have to grow up and be best friends, don't we?"

Chibi-Usa smiled and nodded. "Yes!" The two girls clasped hands. "We're always the best of friends, Hotaru-chan."

Hotaru left the young princess to find Setsuna out on a balcony, staring into the gardens below.

"Setsuna-san? Is it time to return?"

The time senshi started slightly, which surprised Hotaru. It wasn't easy to sneak up on Setsuna. "What is it?" she asked her.

"It's nothing," Setsuna said, hurriedly. "Yes, let's go back."

As they left the balcony, Hotaru managed a glimpse at the gardens and saw who it was Setsuna had been staring at, but it just confused her more.

It was only King Endymion.

"What's this?"

Pandora rolled her eyes. It had to be the fiftieth time Twila had asked that question. "It's something you eat."

The pink haired girl looked at the white round thing suspiciously. "It looks more like a ball... Are you sure?"

"YES. Will you stop asking me what everything is!"

"Hey, I can't help it if you're the only one with programmed knowledge of Earth!" She picked up another round white thing and prepared to take a bite.

"Wait, don't eat that!" exclaimed Marie, who had been examining stuffed plushies nearby with the rest of the Warriors.

"Why not?" asked Twila. "Pandora said it was food!"

"THAT is food," Marie explained, pointing at an array of pork buns a man was selling. "THAT is not!" She pointed at the stall next to the vendor's cart which held many round white soaps.

Twila sighed noisily. "This planet is confusing!"

The other Warriors laughed and shook their heads.

While Makoto said goodbye to Brad at the gates of the temple later that afternoon, Minako, Zara, and Celeste went inside. Rei, in her priestess robes, was just exiting the fire room, looking exhausted.

"Rei!" exclaimed Minako. "Have you been at the fire all day? That's not good for you! You'll wear yourself out right before the battle!"

"I'm fine," said Rei. "I just need to rest for a little while and there's plenty of time before everyone is due back here."

"Um..." said Zara. "Are the Starlights around?"

Minako smirked, but Rei elbowed her in the side. "You just missed them. They asked if they could use one of the larger rooms to meditate. They're probably there now."


It was at that moment, loud rock music began blaring from the other end of the temple. All four girls winced slightly.

"I suppose this is how they meditate..." said Celeste.

Rei groaned and began moving off down the hall. "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go shove a pillow through my ears and take a nap."

Makoto entered the temple just then and furrowed her brow. "What the hell is that racket?"

"Shhh," said Minako. "The Starlights are meditating."


The three girls laughed. Minako walked Makoto back outside to explain where she wouldn't have to yell.

Celeste turned to Zara. "Are you going to go listen to them?"


She sobered for a moment. "Because... you may not get another chance."

She paused. "You're right." Smiling, she gestured toward the other end of the temple. "Coming?"

"You bet." But she hesitated. "Only if you conjure up some earplugs."

"Done and done."

To be continued…

Author's Note: Sorry it's taken me so long to get this chapter up! Work and college have eaten my life! Fanime is in two weeks and I don't even have my new cosplay done! AUGH! Anyway, I'll try and write more soon! Thank you to all the patient people who waited for this chapter!