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It took five more years to finish training, and when we left, Amara and I promised to visit one another. Mother was ecstatic to have me home, a little bigger, a little wiser, and a little wilder.

"Oh Michiru, it's so good to have you home," she cried hugging me tightly.

"Mother, don't call me that!"

"You've turned into a teenager," she continued in excitement, ignoring what I had really said, and only picking up the attitude.

"Mother, let go of me!"

"Oh sweetie, you've grown so much. You have to tell me about all of it!"

"Well, I met a girl named Amara, she's the princess or soldier of Uranus," I said, with more enthusiasm than I'd have been able to have about any other thing.

"Amara, I don't recognize the name," she said, puzzled.

"Oh right, you only know people by the names they hate, Haruka Ten'ou."

"Oh yes, you used to play with little Haruka when you were a baby, until she became that anti-social menace she is now!"

"She's not a menace," I defended, "she's my partner!"

"Why couldn't you have that nice little Setsuna? She's a little older than you, but she's much older than her partner!"

"Who, Saturn? Oh, Hotaru is adorable!"

"At least she didn't change her name!"

"She's not old enough yet."

Later, well not much later, just long enough for me to unpack, I breached the question of the hour, "Can Amara come and spend the night?"

"What?"

"Ok, thanks bye," I said, turning away to run.

My mom caught me by the back of the shirt, "Wait a minute!"

I smiled a big phony smile.

"Why do you want her to come over? You've spent non-stop time with her for five and a half years!"

"But mom, she's my friend, and I wanted to show her my room, and catch up on what happened in that last few hours she's been home. Plus, her mom won't mind, because her mom doesn't really care if she comes to my house."

"How do you know," my mom growled back.

"Because as long as she is going to a dignified house, her mom doesn't care. She told me so."

"All right, I suppose so."

So I rushed off the teleporter. "Uranus," I said.

Now my favorite part of going to Amara's house, is how you land. These crazy teleporters don't ever make you land the way you're supposed to, on you feet. So, at least hers is comfortable. It is "cushy to the tushy." In other words, you land on a cloud.

"Amara," I called running toward her house.

"Excuse me," said a large guard holding out his hand,

"Where do you think your going?"

"To see Princess Amara," I replied, truthfully.

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No, I'm her best friend."

"Well schedule an appointment and come back when you have one."

"No, I want to see my friend!"

"I'm sorry little girl, but Princess Amara is very busy."

"With what?"

"Appointments."

"She hates everyone, how can she have appointments?"

"She doesn't hate anyone, she is just ill tempered."

"You better be glad she didn't hear you say that."

"Excuse me, what that a threat?"

"Well sort of, because she told me that once."

"Well you must leave now."

"No, I'm going to see her."

"I'm sorry but you must leave."

"You don't know who I am, do you?"

"No and I don't care to, because you are a little girl."

"I'm not a little girl, I'm fourteen! I'm the sailor soldier of Neptune. I could hurt you. I don't want to, but I could."

"You couldn't harm me."

My leg flew up and hit him in the chest. I knocked the breath right out of him and ran.

"Amara! Oh my gosh Amara, you won't believe this," I said running down the hall.

There was one problem, I didn't know where Amara was. I didn't even know where her room was! The hall was about to end. The only thing left was a pair of double doors. I slammed into them. If my dress wasn't dirty already it was now.

"Michele?" asked Amara strangely.

"Hi," I said giggling.

"Here, I'll help you up," she said offering her hand, "How did you get here?"

"The portal, kicking your guard in the chest, after threatening him, and then running into your doors."

"O.k."

"Anyway, can you come to my house?"

"Michi, I don't know that it's the greatest idea."

"Of course it is!"

"But I mean, my mom."

"Well I'm dignified, mostly."

"All right, I'll ask, but don't be disappointed when she says no."

I heard them from down the hall, "Of course Haruka Darling. I want you to spend more time with people like that girl!"

"Ok, thanks."

"She said ok," Amara said to me, surprised.

"So let's go!"

"Wait, I have to pack first."

"Oh yeah."

Well after we got on our way, back through the halls and past the guard without trouble, we got to the teleporter. Of course, I didn't remember to tell her that Neptune is water!

*SPLASH*

Amara, her clothes, and I all went in headfirst.

"Why didn't you warn me?"

"I forget these things!"

So the two wet girls proceeded inside. My mom was smart enough to know we'd used the broken portal. She handed us two towels and put Amara's clothes in the washing machine. We went up to my room, while we waited from them to dry.

Amara looked around, "It's very um, pink."

"Yeah, I like pink when I was eight; I want I re-done in ocean blue."

"My room is sky blue, always has been, always will be."

We laid down on the floor with a few of my pillows, not knowing what to say. Amara opened her mouth dumbly and said, "So, you pillows are pink."

She was serious and seriously bored, but we both laughed. We laughed until our faces hurt and then I tried to repeat, sounding like her, and we laughed again. Those days were fun.

"Well, moving on," she began, "ever been to Earth?"

"Earth? I thought it was imaginary!"

"No, of course it's not. Remember when I'd sneak off in training? That's where I'd go. I hang out with the guys down there."

"Guys? Like they'd let you stay with them?"

"Why not?"

"You're a girl!"

"So, they don't know that!"

"How could they not?"

"Hello, I have short hair, so I look like them, and I have almost no boobs, so here again, I look like them. I dress in their clothes, I look like them, and it's not that hard to act like them. Plus, I race."

"Race?"

"Yeah, cars, motorcycles, the works."

"But you're only 14!"

"That doesn't stop me. Hey if being a girl doesn't stop me, why would my age?"

"I don't know. But isn't it dangerous?"

"Yeah, but I know what I'm doing!"

"Take me, oh take me!"

"You're not ready yet. Fifteen wait till fifteen. I'll take ya then."