You Don't Remember How I Feel

By Doug Helm and "Tuxedo" Will Wolfshohl



Authors' Foreword:



This would be a good place to try and answer two points that keep being

brought up repeatedly. Firstly, some authors choose to detail everything

and explain all characters' actions. We feel that some characters'

actions need not receive an explanation from us. So, Sailor Pluto will

remain just as mysterious and unexplained as she has always been within

this series. Our reason is partly to allow the reader to put their own

imagination to work and partly because it's our writing style.



Secondly, Princess Misako will NOT be removed from the timeline. We've

heard a few people state that they are waiting for Sailor Pluto to

correct everything and erase Misako. It isn't going to happen. Now onto

more important things, like the story.



"You Don't Remember How I Feel" is a story created by the demand of a

number of readers to resolve the estranged relationship between Princess

Usagi and Neo-Queen Serenity that came about in "Tales of Younger

Earth". We believe we've come up with a unique way to do this. It will

also bring some of Princess Misako's feelings and problems from ToYE

into a sharper focus.



This is the eighth story of the Tales of Younger Senshi Series. It is

set about six months after "The World Turned Upside Down". While you

could read this story and still be able to follow most of it, there are

some references to events that happened in previous works.



To get a the full picture, here is a listing of those stories that make

up the "official" ToYSS timeline:



Grandmother Makoto        - Origin of Sakuya/Younger Jupiter (CT)

Tales of Younger Jupiter  - Younger Jupiter's and Chibi-Usa's visit to

                            the past (SMR)

Tales of Younger Venus    - Misako's origin; Younger Jupiter's, Younger

                            Venus', Chibi-Usa's, and Misako's visit to

                            the past (CT/SMSS)

Tales of Younger Earth    - Origin of Younger Earth (CT/SMSS/SMS*)

You Don't Remember How I Feel - The Royal Family's view from another

                            prospective (CT)



Other related side stories:



Faith                     - Origin of Makoto/Sailor Jupiter (SM)

A Gem                     - Origin of Kimeko/Younger Venus (CT)

The World Turned Upside Down - A light-hearted story set after ToYE (CT/SMS*)



Recommended reading order: Faith, GMM, ToYJ, ToYV, Gem, ToYE, TWTUP, and

YDRHIF.



Those characters that are original and the story "You Don't Remember How

I Feel" are copyrighted (c) 1999 by Douglas Helm & Will Wolfshohl.



This fanfic and hundreds of other Sailor Moon fanfics reside in "Tuxedo"

Will's SM Fanfics Archive at http://members.xoom.com/questails/gateway.htm

and http://rivendell.fortunecity.com/traveller/861/



Send comments to: Douglas "Candle Light Author" Helm (dhelm@log.on.ca)

or "Tuxedo" Will Wolfshohl (wwolfshohl@logicon.com)



Rating: PG





Chapter 1 - Fun House Mirror



A warm and gentle spring rain pattered against the window in a rhythmic

beat. On rare occasions, the distant sound of thunder could be heard

throughout Crystal Tokyo. And as Crown Princess Tsukino Usagi "Small

Lady" Serenity looked out her bedroom window that afternoon, the world

seemed to be still. The once lush lawn of the backyard of the Royal

Suite was only slightly muted to a deeper green. The flowers that raised

their faces to the sun now accepted the gentle shower gracefully,

vibrant colors only waiting until the parting of the clouds.



At only a few months short of sweet sixteen, Princess Usagi was

typically happy, or at least as happy as one could be while being

grounded. Sometimes she wondered if she would spend the rest of her life

being grounded, considering she had been in an almost permanent state of

being grounded since before Christmas. Not that she could really blame

her parents for taking a dim view of her, as her mother put it, "Joyride

through time!"



A giggle sprang to Usagi's lips at that thought and she indulged it for

a moment as she peered out through the gentle rain. <We needed that,>

Usagi mused to herself as she drew her knees up to her chest and rested

her chin on them, <It was nice while it lasted.> Despite the problems it

caused, Usagi didn't regret the trip. It had seemed to shake Misako from

her black mood.



<Now she's too happy...> Usagi thought. In the past couple of weeks,

Usagi had noticed that Misako's mood had shifted to an almost unnatural

point. It was like her younger sister, after having labored under some

prolonged and frustrating problem, had finally realized what she had to

do to solve that problem. <I don't like it!> She didn't like it

especially considering that they had not received any acknowledgement

from their mother, Neo-Queen Serenity, showing that she accepted any

responsibility in splitting them up in the first place.



Starting to feel restless, Usagi got up from her position by the window

and walked out of her room. After walking down the hallway, she paused

outside Misako's bedroom door. Gently tapping on it, she called out,

"Miko-chan, can I come in?" Hearing a muffled response, Usagi cautiously

opened the door and peeked inside.



Unlike her room that was dominated by the color pink, Princess Tsukino

Misako's bedroom was more on the purple or mauve side. There were two

other large differences in their bedrooms. First, Misako's bedroom had a

distinctive boyish air to it. Misako had always been more of a tomboy

than her older sister who, although she proclaimed her disdain for

frills and lace, preferred wearing dresses to some of the things Misako

would wear. The second major difference was that Misako's room was

stripped almost completely of any reminders of her childhood with the

possible exception of a lone green teddy bear that sat on Misako's bed.

Usagi, on the other hand, had a few stuffed animals left over and some

other childhood momentos that were squirreled away.



It was this last point that annoyed the teen considerably. Her sister,

being the younger by over three years, should have still had most of her

childhood things. Certainly, at age twelve, Usagi had had more than her

share. Instead, Misako had one day decided that she didn't need any of

it and put everything into storage. Misako had been on the verge of

giving everything away but Usagi had persuaded her not to do such a

thing. Having these reminders around caused Usagi's anger and resentment

towards Serenity to again spark into life.



"Come on in, 'Sagi-chan!" Misako's voice intoned cheerfully. Giving a

jerk, Usagi realized she was still peeking around the door. Entering the

bedroom fully, she noticed that the bathroom door was partially closed.

"I'll be out in a couple of sec's."



Usagi walked over to the bed and sat down. <Better add a third

difference to that list,> Usagi thought, <This place is... organized!>

While the room wasn't excessively tidy, Usagi had to admit that it was

better organized than her room. Misako's numerous books were neatly

sorted and shelved, each item had its place. "What are you doing,

Miko-chan?" Usagi asked. Her gaze crossed over to the desk where she

noticed a fairly thick book lay open.



"Just reading, Onee-chan," Misako replied. Anything else she might have

added was lost in the rumble of the toilet and then of water running

into the sink. When she finally emerged from the bathroom, Usagi's

eyebrows rose in mild surprise. "Nani?"



"Aren't you cold?" Usagi asked. Misako gave her a puzzled look so she

added, "Imouto, you aren't even dressed yet and it's past noon." <And

I'm supposed to be the late sleeper.> Misako giggled and getting some

clean clothes, vanished back into the bathroom again. Usagi for her part

rolled her eyes and asked, "So what's this book you've been reading?"



"Um... nothing really," Misako answered in an evasive sounding tone,

"'Sagi, did you want something?"



Usagi felt an evil grin slide into place as she glanced towards the

desk. "Oh... so it must be THAT type of book."



Misako stuck her head out of the bathroom and asked, "And just what do

you mean by `that type of book'?"



Usagi ignored the question and rambled on, "Although I'd hide that if

Mother or Dad came into the room. You'd likely get grounded but good if

they ever found it." She returned Misako's indignant look with a smile.

"Well if it isn't a naughty book, then you can tell YOUR onee-chan, ne?"



"MY onee-chan is nosy," Misako muttered darkly as she walked out of the

bathroom only partially clad, her long blonde-white hair cascading over

her shoulders. Seeming to ignore the shocked surprise of Usagi, Misako

marched over to the desk, picked up the book, and tossed it to her

sister before walking back into the bathroom.



Usagi, feeling a little hurt, put the book on the bed, and getting up,

walked to the bathroom, and leaned against the doorframe. "Ne, what's

the matter, Miko-chan?"



"Nothin'..."



"Come on, Misako," Usagi prodded with some exasperation, "You're up to

something, I can tell."



Silence emanated from the bathroom. Usagi resisted the urge to repeat

her question and instead, walked over to the window to stare out at the

rain. After a long moment, she heard the padding of feet on the soft

carpeting behind her. Turning around, she saw that Misako had changed

into a pair of blue overalls and a yellow T-shirt.



"Would you do my hair please?" Misako asked as she held out the

hairbrush. Usagi smiled and after taking the hairbrush, motioned for

Misako to sit down on the bed. "'Sagi-chan," Misako began softly, "do

you think people like me?"



Usagi paused in her brushing for a moment before continuing it. "Hai."

<Why wouldn't they?> It was certainly a strange question out of Misako.

"Yuki and Yumeko like you; I know Sakuya and Masao do and Atsuko too."

<I'm not going to sit here and name every person though,> Usagi thought.



Misako was silent until Usagi had completed putting her hair up in the

usual round odangos and pigtails, a trademark of the Royal Family. "Do

you think anybody but you would be sad if I went away?"



This time Usagi put the brush down and moved around to kneel so she was

looking up into her sister's face. "Miko-chan, a lot of people would be

sad. Me and Kimeko would be. So would Yuki and Yumeko." <How could she

even think such a thing?> Usagi wondered as she looked into her sister's

somber face. "Atsuko, Makoto, and Sakuya would be upset too, even Dad

and Mother would be. Dad especially."



"But I'm not important," she countered, "Mother wouldn't have done this

if I was." Before Usagi could respond, Misako asked, "Are you dating

Senji-kun?" Usagi was so surprised by the sudden change in topics that

she simply stared at the preteen. "I'm so confused. Senji says he

doesn't want anything to do with a little kid and he was wrong in being

friends with me..." Misako's voice caught and after swallowing, she

added, "And everybody else thinks that I'm acting too mature..."



<Oh brother...> Usagi moved to sit down on the bed beside Misako and

wrapped an arm around the younger girl. "Miko-chan... I thought you were

really happy."



"I didn't want you to laugh at me, Onee-chan," Misako replied. It had

been very humiliating to have Senji brush her off; how Usagi had missed

the news, Misako didn't know. <Even Yuki's got a boyfriend!> Certainly,

he was neither as old nor mature as Senji. However, to be out done by

Yuki was something Misako was finding a particularly bitter pill to

swallow. Yuki's not even twelve yet!



"Laugh at you?" Usagi said incredulously, then with some heat, "Why in

the name of Serenity's Ghost would I laugh at you?!?"



"I don't know," Misako whined, "Everybody wants me to be exactly like

you!" The angry glare that had leapt into her eyes softened,

"'Sagi-chan, I can't do anything special. I know it's not your fault.

How many people cared when I ran away, 'Sagi? How many worried where I

went?"



"Misako, what are you talking about? You and me are a great team."

Misako shook her head sadly. "We fought together in the past. We train

together in Senshi practice. What do you mean we aren't a team?"



"I shouldn't be a Senshi, 'Sagi-chan. There's no way I'll ever be as

good as you. You were important to the timeline, to Mother and Father.

Even when we grew up, you were taller than I am and prettier. It's like

I really don't belong here, Usagi... maybe I was adopted."



Usagi felt her head starting to spin. After a brief pause, she grabbed a

hold of the only thing that made sense. "Miko-chan, Senji said he didn't

want to go out with a little kid?"



"Hai," Misako replied, a glimmer in her eyes betrayed the tears she was

holding back.



"When was this?"



"Yesterday when school was getting out," Misako answered. Looking

towards the ground, she sighed a little and explained further, "I saw

him with this girl. When I got closer, he told me she was his

girlfriend. I... I said something rude and Senji got upset. When I said

he was mine..." Misako didn't notice Usagi's grimace; what Misako was

saying was awfully familiar. She too had once had a crush on the older

boy. "He wanted to know where I got the baka idea of me being his

girlfriend... I was a little kid after all."



Usagi sighed and rubbed her forehead. She had known this was coming.

Senji had asked her how to get Misako to realize he wasn't interested in

her at all as a girlfriend. "Misako, didn't we go through this before? I

thought you two agreed just to be friends. Maybe when you're older..."



"But I'm almost thirteen now!" Misako interrupted.



Usagi rolled her eyes in exasperation while wrapping a comforting arm

around her sister. "Misako," Usagi said with as much patience as she

could muster, "You two were friends. I don't understand why you had to

go and press him about being your boyfriend."



"Because," Misako shouted while jumping to her feet, "He's my only

chance!" When Usagi gave her a blank look, Misako made a noise of

frustration and stormed over to the window. Crossing her arms, the

younger girl stared moodily out at the rain. "Even Yuki has a

boyfriend."



"He's only a year older than her, Imouto," Usagi offered tentatively.

<Sakuya thought it was kinda sweet really.> "The biggest thing they've

done is hold hands." Helios had kissed her.



Muttering more to herself than Usagi, Misako said, "Maybe if I had

boobs, I'd have a boyfriend." Puberty was certainly taking its sweet

time arriving.



"Don't be so silly, Misako!" Usagi said with a mixture of exasperation

and amusement. "You're just too young for Senji."



"You don't understand..." Misako whined. Turning from the window, she

looked fairly miserable. The cheerfulness that had been there had

evaporated away. Usagi felt uncomfortable but wasn't about to feel

guilty. "'Sagi, I have to get a boyfriend before you. I have to do

SOMETHING before you do."



Usagi would have counted Helios, Michael, Peruru, and a couple of others

as boyfriends but she wouldn't dare correct her sister. "I thought we

weren't going to compete," Usagi countered as she rose and walked over

to Misako. "I thought we had this worked out, ne?"



"Iie! YOU had this worked out," Misako countered as her face flushed

with anger. "You're smarter than I am, prettier, and more important."



"Because I'm Crown Princess!" Usagi huffed with some exasperation, "Damn

it, Misako, if you're upset about something, then tell me!"



"I don't want to be Usagi Number Two!" Misako shouted back, "But in

everything I do, I am becoming you! I'm your double!" Reaching up, she

clenched her odangos and jerked them violently, "The same hair, the same

grades, the same everything. If I'm not exactly like you, then I'm not

good at something. You're a more powerful Senshi. You seem to be liked a

lot more than I am! I could up and vanish and no more than ten people

would give a damn..." Breathing heavily, Misako whirled away and

scrubbed at her eyes. "I should never have been a Sailor Senshi..."



"What about your gymnastics?" Usagi asked, her voice quavered with hurt

and pain. "I can't do gymnastics."



"Neither can I," Misako admitted sadly, her voice cracking at the end,

"I have to give it up. Just like everything else that would make me

different... I have to give it up." Seeing the stunned expression on her

sister's face, Misako gave a weak smile. "You didn't know then. I'm too

old now to do that and be a Senshi; Mother won't let me give up

Senshiing... Of course, I have to do just as my onee does."



At this point, Usagi exploded. Her torrent of acidic curses was mostly

directed toward her mother and Sailor Pluto but there were a few choice

words for Misako as well. Pacing about the room like a caged animal,

Usagi snarled with frustration and anger. "I can't believe it! Misako, I

thought we worked this out. I want you to be my sister and that's all!"



"I know, Onee-chan," Misako said softly, "But this doesn't have anything

to do with it. I want to be your sister too but I don't want to be you."

She hadn't intended on upsetting Usagi. Her sister was as much a victim

of their mother and Pluto's meddling as she was.



Usagi paused, one foot dangling in midair. Shifting, she turned to face

her sister fully. "This is all Mother's fault." When Misako didn't

interject, Usagi continued on, "Come with me." Without giving Misako any

chance to respond, Usagi grabbed Misako's hand and pulled her from the

room. <I'll make her see that we're different people!>



"Usagi..."



"Just listen!" Usagi insisted as she tugged her sister along the hallway

and once at her bedroom, opened the door. With a flourish, she

commanded, "Now tell me your room is the same as mine."



"This is silly," Misako replied. She would have turned and walked back

to her room but her much larger sister, who still had a hold of her

hand, yanked her past the doorway and into the room. "HEY!" Misako

squawked, "Lemme go!" Her sister obliged her but only to turn and shut

the door before standing in front of it like a guard. "Usagi, let me

out." <It's not my fault she's mad,> Misako thought sulkily to herself,

<She's the one that brought it up...>



"Not until you see that we're different people," Usagi replied. Misako's

response was to cross her arms and glare. "Oh, don't pout, Imouto,

you're twelve." Misako started to correct her. "Okay, twelve and a

half." Using her hand to encompass all of the room, Usagi asked, "Can

you honestly say that your room is like mine?"



"It isn't the same," Misako huffed out, "It doesn't..."



"It does so count," Usagi countered, "If people wanted us to be the

same, then your room would be the same as mine."



"But it is!"



"Then show me!"



Grumbling under her breath, Misako turned on her heels as she surveyed

the room. After a moment or so, she turned back and said, "First, we

both have a stuffed toy on our bed." As Usagi started to open her mouth,

Misako raised a finger, "Hai, you do have a couple more than me... but I

s'ppose since I'm younger, I should have more than you. The number

really doesn't matter. We don't have very many stuffed animals." When

Usagi closed her mouth, Misako continued on, "There are different

colors... and I guess you could say that the ecchi manga under your

mattress counts as being different."



Usagi's cheeks took on a crimson hue as she blushed. Then Misako's words

sunk in. "MI-SA-KO!" Misako giggled and stepped backwards from her

sister. "How do you know it was there?"



"Oh, there really is one?" Misako chirped sweetly, "I was just

guessing."



Usagi blinked and then after a moment or so, scowled at her sister.

Stalking over to her bed, Usagi lifted the mattress up and plucked a

small book from underneath it. "It's a diary... not an ecchi manga!" She

heard Misako grumble something under her breath along the lines of

"Coulda fooled me." And as she did so, her temper rose another notch.

"You read my diary?!?"



"Hey, I'm your imouto. I'm supposed to do that type of stuff," Misako

responded while backing towards the door, "'Sides, I wanted to see if

you were dating Senji-kun."



"Now, just wait a minute, IMOUTO!" Usagi yelled. She was about to launch

into a tirade on Misako's breech of her privacy when she realized

something. "You sneaky little squirt... you almost changed the subject

on me." Tossing the diary onto the bed, she walked over and sighed. "It

has to be really bothering you if you won't even tell me about it."



"Because you can't do anything, Onee-chan. I'm always going to follow

you around like some puppy," Misako replied, "I mean look at Atsuko.

Sure, I'm her onee but you're her godmother..."



When Misako faltered, Usagi quickly interjected, "But what about when

Kimeko has a baby. Don't you think she'd ask you?" Misako shook her head

from side to side. "And why not?"



"'Cause, she'll ask Mother," Misako responded, "Kimeko and Minako think

Mother was right in what she did." Though, she never could figure out

why.



<I'm not going to get this solved quickly,> Usagi thought to herself.

"Come on, Miko-chan, let's go have some lunch." Misako gave a little

shrug and followed closely behind the teen as they walked out of the

bedroom and down the hallway to the living room. Walking through the

empty living room, Usagi was glad that neither of their parents was

there. "So what do you want, Miko-chan?"



"Makoto's cooking."



"I'm not that bad a cook," Usagi whined, "I thought you liked my

cooking."



"I do, Onee-chan," Misako replied, "It's just... I wouldn't mind living

with Makoto again. That was so much easier than living with Usagi." She

closed her mouth with a click of her teeth as a pang of guilt shot

through her. "I know that isn't very nice but it was hard being around

Usagi when I couldn't tell her what was wrong, and then when Chibi-Chibi

came, she sorta gave up on me but I think that it was for the best."



"Chibi-Chibi was only four tops," Usagi said soothingly, "You know that,

Miko-chan. Now what do you want?" Misako told her as she started rooting

through the refrigerator. "I don't know, Peanut, being me ain't so bad."



"I know one thing that would make me very different from you, 'Sagi."



"What's that?"



"I could die."



Usagi's heart skipped a beat; pulling back, she stared at Misako in

disbelief. "That isn't funny, Peanut."



"I could, Usagi," Misako offered, "Between you and me, you're the one

Mother would save. I think even Dad would take you."



"Because I'm the Crown Princess!" Usagi replied with some heat. She felt

like throttling Misako at the moment and it was becoming more of an

effort to keep her annoyance in check. "And I don't think Kimeko or

Sakuya would sit around letting our parents make that type of decision."

<I wouldn't either!>



"I guess I just want to be normal," Misako explained softly, "I love

you, 'Sagi-chan... I just feel confused. Everybody wants me to be

something I'm not."



"You sound like Usagi," Usagi said softly, "She would understand that."



"Nani? Would she?" Misako asked softly as she moved to look into the

refrigerator also, "I mean she is Mother, ne?"



"Yeah but... Usagi knew how you felt. She wasn't much older than us.

That's the problem with Mother -- she can't remember being plain ol'

Usagi."



"What do you mean?" Misako asked in confusion as they carried the food

to the counter.



"Just that, Mother doesn't understand how we feel. She thinks that

everything is okay now. That things can go on as they were." Usagi

lowered her head and said in a softer tone of voice, "She doesn't know

how much she hurt us when we were little."



"'Sagi..." Misako began, "It isn't all Mother's fault. You shouldn't put

it all on her." She bit her lower lip to keep the words that sprang into

her mind from being voiced. <I know 'Sagi is hurting. She needs Mom... I

need Mom.>



"All I ever wanted was a sister, and she twisted that into some

perverted tool to use! I couldn't do anything, couldn't see what was

going on... couldn't see that you were hurting. Gomen nasai."



"You were young," Misako countered gently, "Imouto, don't beat yourself

up over something you couldn't handle."



After a long moment, Usagi heaved a sigh. "You're right. Onee-chan, I

was young." She smiled at Misako who returned it. "But Mother wasn't.

She is the Queen. Who stands up to a queen? Usagi never wanted to be

Queen..." Usagi paused in her work and seemed to stare off into space

for a long moment before saying almost wistfully, "Too bad we couldn't

make Mother be just Usagi again. Make her young like she was when I

first met her."



"She'd have to be much younger," Misako said softly.



Usagi blinked and turned her head. "Nani?"



"If she was your age or even my age, Onee-chan, Mother could still use

the Ginzuishou... She would have to be little to make sure she couldn't

use the Ginzuishou to reverse the effect."



"Yeah... I s'ppose you're right."



"And Father too," Misako added, "He'd never go for us making Mother

small."



"But we forgave him, ne?" Usagi countered.



"He could have done more to stop Mother... or at least try to get her to

see our side after all this time but he didn't. 'Sagi-chan, we have to

make Dad just as young too. He can't use the Ginzuishou but if he was

older, he could cause us a lot of problems."



"But how young? I mean I don't want to change diapers." Usagi wrinkled

her nose and thought, <I'm already getting enough of that from Atsuko.>



"Maybe five for Dad, say three and a half for Mother."



"I like the idea, Miko-chan, but with the King and Queen missing, the

Senshi Council would know something was up, and we could never keep it a

secret for long." The rest of the meal preparation passed in silence.

Usagi spent much of it gloating over the prospect of a little Neo-Queen

Serenity who couldn't hurt either of them. It was fun to think about and

fantasizing about it seemed to cheer up Misako.



After taking the food to the dining room table, the girls started eating

in silence. After a moment or so, Misako cleared her throat and once she

had gotten Usagi's attention, she announced, "We'd have to be the King

and Queen."



One of Usagi's eyebrows rose questioningly as she stared at her sister.

"Miko-chan, I wasn't serious." <Although I did like the way I looked as

an adult. I'll look like that in two years though.> The thought of being

Queen was a nice one as well. <Nobody can tell the Queen what to do.>

She'd be able to make sure Pluto didn't hurt any of her friends.



"Wouldn't you want to be Queen?"



<I'll humor her,> Usagi thought as she continued eating. "Why don't you

be Queen Misako? You could be important then." <Not that she isn't

important now.> She swore softly as Misako shook her head in denial.

"And why not? This would be your chance to be Queen."



"I'd never be able to use the Ginzuishou to get us back to normal,

Onee-chan."



"But I could," Usagi countered.



"Iie, technically speaking it might be possible but the risk factor

would be too great."



<There she goes again sounding like Mizuno-sensei.> Usagi, not wanting

to spoil Misako's mood, decided to play along even more. "Okay, so I'm

Queen. And as Queen, I order you to finish your lunch so we can have

some chocolate pudding." Misako giggled and blew a raspberry at her.



As she applied herself to the rest of lunch, Usagi's mind mulled over

the possibility of being Queen. <That's a very tempting thought, then

people would have to listen to me.> She could wield the Ginzuishou too.

<And not get into major trouble for it!> Usagi was never sure what

prompted her to say, "I can't see you being Dad though, Miko-chan. You

aren't even a boy! At least I hope you're not a boy..."



"I could be." This comment caused Usagi to choke. "I meant I could be

King, baka."



"No way! You could be an oba or something. Why would you have to be

King? I don't think you'd like it very much. Being Crown Princess is bad

enough believe me."



"Would being Queen be even better?" Misako asked.



"Yeah, everybody does what you tell them to do," Usagi added, "Like I

said you could be `Misako-obasan'." When Misako shook her head. "Why

not?"



"Because it would mainly be you that would be looking after the little

girls."



"Girls...?" Usagi asked and then her mouth twitched before she started

laughing, "You mean turn Dad into a little girl? Let me guess, he would

be you." Misako shrugged as if it didn't matter to her. "Hmm... It might

be better to have Dad as me. Mother should be you; she was the one that

hurt you. Okay, so if not an oba, what about being their adult onee?"

Before Misako could answer, Usagi waved her hand dismissively. "This is

getting way too weird for me." Deciding to change the subject, she

queried, "So what do you want to do after lunch, Miko-chan?"



Misako finished the rest of her meal without answering. Usagi, thinking

Misako had given up on the joke, shrugged and took her plate over to the

kitchen sink. "So do you want some pudding?"



What Misako answered was not what Usagi was expecting. "If we're going

to switch roles, then I need to be King Endymion," Misako replied, "I

don't really want to be a boy, 'Sagi-chan, but this would be the only

way that it'll work."



Usagi stood for a long moment in speechless wonder. "You're serious,

ne?"



"Hai!" Misako chirped.



"I think I need more than just pudding." Usagi also got out a tub of

chocolate ice cream and headed back into the dining room.



The debate continued through the rest of lunch and well into the

dishwashing session that followed. Finally, Usagi accepted that Misako

was serious about switching roles. "I don't know..." Usagi admitted, "We

did promise Mother not to use the Ginzuishou again." Fiddling with one

of her long strawberry-blonde pigtails, Usagi added, "Maybe we could

write another story." That had been very pleasurable and brought them

closer together.



"Mother won't change her mind. She's like you... stubborn."



"Misako!" Usagi squawked with indignation, "I am NOT stubborn!"



"But has Mother ever said she was sorry?" Usagi shook her head. "Isn't

that what you want?"



"Hai," Usagi replied softly.



"Well, let's go get the Ginzuishou then. Time's a wastin'," Misako

offered as she stepped away from the counter and headed towards the

doorway.



"Yeah right," Usagi replied sarcastically, "Mother said she'd kill us if

we even thought about touching the Ginzuishou again."



"It's the only way she'll ever realize our point of view," Misako

countered, "'Sagi, I want a mom and I know you'd like to forgive Mother

as well, ne?"



"Hai," Usagi agreed, "But I gave my word as a Sailor Senshi I wouldn't

touch the Ginzuishou unless it was an emergency."



"'Sagi-chan," Misako began, "We've worked so hard to be happy. This way

we could show Mom and Dad what good parents do. Remember how you felt

about being an adult? You had the body but not the mind. With the

Ginzuishou, you could have both." Usagi seemed to waver so Misako added,

"I think everyone being unhappy with everyone else IS a big enough

emergency. What if another enemy attacked?" It had taken a lot of

teamwork just to repel the Black Moon Family attack.



Usagi pondered that argument for a long time and then nodded, "You're

right. I keep arguing with Mother and it's like she doesn't even listen

to me. This way she'll have to listen to me. I'll be her mommy." Usagi

snickered at the thought. Marching purposefully from the room, she

headed for their parents' bedroom where Neo-Queen Serenity kept the

Ginzuishou. Once at the door, she turned to her sister and said, "Maybe

this isn't such a good idea, Imouto. I mean do you really want to be a

guy?" Kissing a guy was one thing but actually BEING a guy...



"Iie, but it's the only way that this will work and 'sides, it'll only

be a short time," Misako responded. Reaching out, she opened the door

and ushered her sister inside. Once they were inside and the door was

closed, Usagi moved to the hidden safe to get the Ginzuishou. "When are

Mom and Dad supposed to be back?"



"I'm not sure," Usagi replied as she entered her special Crown Princess

access codes and placed her thumb on the plate to confirm her

identification. Only she, her mother, and Minako had access to this

special safe. "I think both had meetings but who knows how long they'll

last." After a short silence, Usagi stood and added, "Okay... let's get

this over with, so I just wish for us to switch with each other."



"Make sure to include the younger ages, Onee-chan, or we'll really be in

trouble." A twelve and a fifteen year old would be too hard to control.



"We'll be in trouble when we come back... if we come back." <We'll be

grounded for life but it'll be worth it.> At least Usagi hoped it would

be worth it.



"Of course, we'll come back, Onee-chan," Misako soothed her sister, "I

said I'd BE Dad but I didn't say I'd STAY being him for the rest of my

life!" Both girls giggled at that implication.



"So you said five and three, ne Imouto?"



"I'm sure I was out of diapers by three but make it three and a half to

be safe. I don't want to get stuck changing diapers. And I know you were

out of diapers at five. We want them to be able to talk too so that

works out."



<I certainly hope so,> Usagi thought to herself. She raised the

Ginzuishou up to her eye level and concentrated. "Well... here goes

nothing." She was just starting to formulate the necessary command to

the Ginzuishou when the bedroom door burst open and both her parents

came rushing in.



"USAGI!" both King Endymion and Neo-Queen Serenity bellowed.



<Please Ginzuishou...> Usagi thought desperately as she prayed the

command she was about to give would be the right one. She hadn't thought

she'd be this rushed.



End of Chapter 1



Next in Chapter 2 - Changing Prospectives