Title: Araiia's Return - Chapter 10
Author: Ausaziko
Rating: PG
E-mail: BijinBunny@aol.com

Disclaimer: The following characters do not belong to me: Sailor Moon,
Serena, Neo-Queen Serenity, Princess Rini, Rini, Ami, Sailor Mercury, Rei,
Sailor Mars, Lita, Sailor Jupiter, Lady/Sailor Pluto, Mina, Sailor Venus,
Tuxedo Mask, Darien, and Neo-King Endymion. (Phew. Yes, I know I could've
just said "Sailor Moon's not mine", but I gotta be yunik, people!!) Also, any
of the villains like Beryl and The Dark Moon family and stuff. Hehe...

Claimer...um: The following characters DO belong to me: Perja, Sailor Star
Supreme, Denni, Sailor Star Love, Najla, Sailor Star Flame, and of course,
Araiia and Sailor Cerulea!! Author's Notes at bottom!!

Serena shielded her eyes, unaware of the fact that she was transforming into
Neo-Queen Serenity, as did Darien, becoming Neo-King Endymion.

Princess Araiia opened her eyes slowly, afraid of what she might have seen.
If the slightest thing in the teleportation had gone wrong, then all three of
them could've been dead.

Princess Denni sat up, glancing at her other two companions sprawled out on
the floor - which was not a very modest position if you were wearing a sailor
fuku. She quickly blushed and proceeded to shake them. "PJ? Naj?"

She got no response.

Without a greeting word to her fellow Guardian Princess and her Majesty, she
looked up at everyone. "Please... Raia, I'm afraid that they didn't ma-"

"Gotcha!" Perja jumped up and grabbed Denni by the shoulders.

Denni wormed out of her grasp. "Don't do that to me!" Her dark blue eyes
flashed silver for a split second before returning to normal. "Do you know
how I would feel if I had lost you?! Especially over a trivial teleportation!"

"This is *not* trivial!" Araiia and Najla said in unison. They glanced at
each other before Najla let Araiia speak first.

"Denni, Najla's had her fire readings of the present and I've had my
respective water readings of the future, as you already know."

Najla looked around the room. "Well, Raia, before we get to that, could you..."
Najla vaguely gestured to the stunned adults.

"Oh, yeah," Araiia said. Najla, Denni, and Perja lined up horizontally on
impulse, facing their elders. Araiia mentally nudged the First Generation
with, 'Come on, like them. This is formal.'

Araiia took Denni by the hand and led her to her mother, Queen Venus.
Princess Denni bowed. "Mom, I'm so glad to finally meet you!" Denni
whispered. "When Raia told me she'd finally found our mothers, I..."

Araiia smiled and moved on to the next Sailor Soldier. Tears welled up in
Princess Perja's eyes as she grinned at the Queen of Jupiter. "I never knew I
had a mother," Perja breathed, glancing up at her tall parent.

"And I never knew I'd be one," Queen Jupiter replied.

Najla walked up to her mother without any assistance from the Princess of
Mercury. "Mother, I've needed you so much... there's so much I have to tell
you..."

The pairs embraced. Araiia grinned widely, letting the overwhelming amount of
energy take over her senses. She loved being wherever positive energy was.
Finally she had reunited them. It had taken her a year to dig through time -
with the permission of Lady Pluto, of course - and find the Sailor Soldiers
of the First Generation. But, unfortunately for them, just as easily as she
had created happiness, she had to create anger as well.

Author's Notes: Sorry so short, guys! As for these author's notes, I have to
say sorry to all my fans because I never really post regularly, and when I do
post it's a package of 3 parts of the story.

Also, everyone, please go read Life by HoNeY. That story had me in tears and
if she doesn't post next week I'll be real upset (*hint* *hint*)... who am
*I* to talk?! HoNeY, hunnie, you are a great writer!

Muchas gracias and arigatos and mercis to the people who e-mailed me. I have
yet to figure out the battle plans and get it all down, so if any of you
wonderful people have any story ideas, please don't be shy! Send me some
ideas!

Arigato for reading!
*~^ Ziko-chan ^~*
"Why can't school start at a more reasonable hour? Say, noon?!" --Serena--