by Haruka

"What?!" Pluto and Neptune cried. "Sailor Scouts?!"
"I'm afraid so." Erios sighed. "They used to be dedicated to fighting evil, as you are, but were subverted by an alien force. Now not only do they use their powers against innocents, but they have additional magic that enables them to control and protect this island, holding all of us captive."
"Where are they?" Sailor Pluto asked. "Maybe as we're all Sailor Scouts, we can reason with them."
"The evil influence would never allow that. More likely they'd only make pleasure slaves of you as well."
"Pleasure slaves?" Sailor Neptune gasped. "Uranus!"
Erios looked sad. "Then you know about the unfortunate Sailor Scout who was captured."
"Is she safe?" Pluto asked worriedly. "And the girl who should have been with her, Zoisite?"
"Nuriko brought them back an hour ago. I listened through the back door as they were introduced to the other slaves."
"Aren't you a slave, too?" Neptune asked.
"That was the idea," Erios admitted. "But it didn't work out the way they expected." He turned his head sharply. "Someone's coming. Follow me."
Neptune and Pluto found themselves led into a large stable, where Erios pointed to a ladder reaching up to the hayloft. "You can hide up there for now, but I'm afraid it will only be temporary. Tiger Eye and Hawk Eye will be out after dark, and one of them is bound to detect you no matter where you are."
Pluto looked at him. "Are they slaves? If so, why wouldn't they just pretend they never saw us?"
"Because if it were revealed later that they'd found you and not brought you back, they'd be punished." Erios shrugged. "Besides, the more slaves that are brought in, the less time that can be spent with the existing slaves."
"And they'd all like to avoid spending time with the Three Lights?" Neptune concluded.
Erios nodded solemnly. "Yes, my lady."
"Would the slaves fight for their owners?" Pluto asked.
"Only out of fear of reprisal should they not," Erios said. "The slaves are all young, and are frightened of the Star Lights' enhanced power. Even Nuriko, the eldest at eighteen, is no match for them despite super-human strength."
"Why can't they leave?" Neptune asked. "Are there guards?"
"No," Erios replied. "Guards aren't necessary. The magic protection that seals the island makes it impossible for anyone to leave." He lowered his orange eyes, then looked back up at them. "Including yourselves," he added softly.
"So that's why Uranus didn't come back," Neptune said, her voice wavering only slightly.
"It gets worse," Erios confessed. "I know Sailor Scouts have their own individual talents--so do all of the slaves. But here you can't hurt the Three Lights with your power."
"Erios," Sailor Pluto began slowly, "if the other slaves would be afraid to help us, or would rather not because they'd have to be with the Lights in our place, why is it that you're helping us?"
Erios sighed with regret. "I'm not like the other slaves."
Haruka scowled at her reflection in the mirror. After the introductions had been made, Seiya had told the four colorful, tiny girls-- apparently known as the Amazon Quartet--to 'prepare' she and Zoisite. Next thing she knew, she'd been half-carried away, dumped into a bath, dried and clothed in a very short, white, sleeveless dress, fitted at the waist. No one could ever mistake her for a boy in this thing, she thought sourly. To make matters worse, she wasn't allowed to wear any undergarments. If she bent over at all, she'd expose that which only Michiru should rightfully see. Of course, the dress was low-cut, so more of her breasts were revealed than she would have preferred, as well.
She hated it.
"Haruka, you look beautiful."
The voice was Zoisite's, and Haruka could see her now, in the mirror, standing just behind her to one side. She was wearing a different dress, equally microscopic, in a soft green colour that matched her eyes. She studied Haruka with admiration. "You should show off your figure more often, it's amazing."
"I don't think I'm going to have much choice about it here," Haruka growled.
"Hey, don't knock it." Zoisite smiled wryly at her in the mirror. "Remember how I teased you about wanting to see your Uranus outfit? When I finally saw you in it, did I make fun of you? No, and not just because we were in a tense situation. You look incredible in it, just as you look now in this dress."
"Well, I _feel_ lousy," Haruka snapped. "I may as well be going around naked for all the coverage this offers."
"Don't give them any ideas," piped up Ves Ves, the little Quartet member in red.
"Especially if they're ones they might use on us," stated the girl in green, Jun Jun.
"They sexually abuse little girls like you?" Zoisite asked, her expression one of revulsion.
"Not the way you think. And we're not that little," sniffed Cere Cere, who wore a pink and yellow outfit accented by roses.
Haruka and Zoisite had to admit her statement was true. The four girls were tiny in stature, but well filled-out. They were probably about thirteen or fourteen, but it was hard to be sure. Their revealing, harem- girl style of dress made it even harder to guess, especially as Jun Jun had proudly declared these were their own clothes, not ones provided by the Masters. However, the outfits were nothing in oddity compared to their bright long hair, bound up in wild styles using bamboo extensions or other odd ornaments. Overall, as unusual as they were, the Quartet remained cute and pixie-like. Only the mischief in their enormous eyes hinted at anything else.
Haruka felt a tug on the hem of her too-short skirt, and she looked down at the smallest girl, who was dressed in blue.
"Palla Palla thinks you're sexy."
"Uh ...." Haruka was taken aback. Not by the girl referring to herself by name--she already knew this was normal for Palla Palla--but by her compliment. Obviously Cere Cere was right, and the girls were neither that little nor that naive.
"What she's trying to say is 'thank you'," Zoisite told the tiny blue- haired girl, who beamed in return.
Haruka turned away from the mirror, her gaze landing on each one of the Quartet in turn. She'd only known them for an hour or so, but individual personality hints had already made themselves known.
Besides Palla Palla's speech pattern, she had a fondness for toys, and had spent more time squeezing a rubber duck than helping to bathe Haruka and Zoisite. Cere Cere, too, did little work, but in her case, she seemed to feel that she was above it. Jun Jun got her back on track by pushing her into the tub, prompting a water fight that flooded half the bathroom. Cere Cere was then more concerned about the condition of her roses than that of her surroundings.
Jun Jun reminded Haruka strangely of herself. Although the little Amazon did nothing to conceal her female form, her body language and behaviour struck Haruka as that of a tomboy.
Ves Ves, on the other hand, made Haruka think of Zoisite. The little redhead was self-assured, smart, and strong-willed. She instructed the other girls and seemed to possess leadership qualities. Haruka didn't know how often her compatriots listened to Ves Ves, but she knew she wouldn't take the girl lightly herself.
"Hey," she said suddenly, "maybe you guys can answer a question for me."
"Shoot," Jun Jun told her.
"Yaten said there were nine slaves in total, but we only met eight downstairs. Did he miss somebody or can't he count?"
"The ninth slave wasn't present," Cere Cere remarked, stroking a petal on one of her pink roses.
"His name is Erios," Jun Jun said. "He shows up when he wants to, but mostly avoids us all."
"He's not like Palla Palla," the smallest girl piped up. "He's not a real slave."
"He's just a captive," Ves Ves concluded. "He can't get away anymore than we can, so he's stuck here. But he's pretty much ignored by the Masters."
"What's the point in having a slave you ignore?" Zoisite wondered aloud.
Jun Jun wiped up the last of the water-fight evidence and threw her towel at Cere Cere, who hurled it back at her. Haruka stepped in and caught the towel in mid-flight. "If you don't knock it off you'll end up starting another fight that'll mess up the place again."
Cere Cere stuck her tongue out at Jun Jun, then looked over at Zoisite. "The Lights didn't intend to ignore Erios when they got him. That's just the way things had to be."
"What 'lights' are you talking about?" Haruka asked, frowning.
The Amazon Quartet stared at them. "You mean you don't know?" Palla Palla said in surprise.
"The Masters are The Three Lights," Jun Jun said. "You know, the singing group?"
Zoisite's jaw dropped. "No way!"
"That's not even the best part," Ves Ves remarked. "They're also the Sailor Star Lights--Sailor Scouts." She scrutinized Haruka closely. "Are you sure you're Sailor Uranus? We thought you'd know all about this."
"I've never _heard_ of the Sailor Star Lights!" Haruka exclaimed. "They have to be some kind of Scout wannabes. For one thing, there's no such thing as a male Sailor Scout."
All four girls giggled at that, puzzling Haruka and Zoisite. It hadn't sounded like such a funny statement.
"Uh, speaking of males, it seems like we kind of outnumber them here, don't we?" Haruka said. "Only two slaves who are guys plus this Erios who's ignored, anyway--NOW what are you laughing at?!"
The Quartet stopped giggling long enough to turn back to Haruka. "There are two other male slaves!" Cere Cere declared.
"You even met them!" Jun Jun added.
Haruka and Zoisite exchanged confused looks. They remembered Hawk Eye, the muscular boy in the lavender skirt with the spiky pink hair that resembled a hawk's crest. Then there was Tiger Eye, a tall boy with long blonde hair, pointy ears, plus a dot on the forehead and coloured streaks on his left cheek like Hawk Eye's. He'd been dressed in striped tights, black knee boots, black bikini bottoms, and a mostly-white top that stretched down both arms, covering his hands, but leaving his midriff bare. Two long tendrils of blonde hair extended from his sideburn area, giving the weird impression of cat whiskers. He wore dangling razor blades as earrings. Like Hawk Eye, he was striking to behold.
"I don't get it," Zoisite said finally. "Tiger Eye and Hawk Eye _are_ the only boys we met, other than the Three Lights."
"Yeah," Haruka agreed, looking at the Quartet suspiciously. "You four, Nuriko, and that other girl, Fish Eye, were the only others down there. So who were these two extra boys we supposedly met?"
"You dummies!" Ves Ves grinned. "Nuriko and Fish Eye are _both_ boys!"
"What?!" Zoisite cried. She saw that Haruka's expression reflected as much shock as her own. Fish Eye was smaller than Hawk Eye and Tiger Eye, with long, sky-blue hair and wide, deep blue eyes. A long tendril of hair extended out in front of his face without touching it. Like the other two, there'd been two coloured streaks on his cheek and a dot on the forehead. He'd been wearing a puffy blue bodysuit, low-cut in front and back, with a pink fish skeleton running down the centre of his midriff. Blue and red high heels completed the outfit. Despite the low cut of the bodysuit, both Haruka and Zoisite assumed he was female because not only did the puffy material hide his lack of a chest, but his voice and manner were extremely feminine. He'd even wiggled when he walked. And Nuriko! They'd spent a good few hours with him and never once suspected he was male.
"Don't feel bad," Jun Jun told them. "Everyone thinks Fish Eye and Nuriko are girls at first. When Fish Eye changes to human form, he even dresses like a girl. Most of us actually think of Nuriko as a girl, because he does himself."
"She says she has a female mind," Cere Cere added. "Prefers to be called 'she' rather than 'he'," too. That's why we do it."
"Both she and Fish Eye are strictly 'boys only', too," Jun Jun remarked. "And in a situation like ours, it's tough on people to prefer just one sex over the other."
"Makes it too easy for the Masters to experiment," Palla Palla said sagely.
Haruka sighed heavily. If that were true, she was in deep shit.

Tiger Eye stood in the open doorway and breathed in the scents carried on the night air. Even the slightest could be detected and identified--nothing slipped past his sensitive nose. He always looked forward to this time of day, when he could revert to his original form and enjoy the night as it should be enjoyed. Even if he _was_ on duty as assigned by the Masters, it didn't mean he couldn't take some pleasure from the task.
"Look at the sky," came Hawk Eye's voice from alongside him. Tiger Eye had felt his approach before he arrived. No one could ever sneak up on one of his species.
He followed Hawk Eye's suggestion and raised blue eyes to the evening stars. They twinkled merrily, just as they no doubt were doing back in the Amazon where he'd been stolen from.
"I remember stretching out on a tree branch and watching you fly overhead against a sky like this one, while Fish Eye splashed and swam in the river," Tiger Eye said softly.
Hawk Eye nodded. "Then the Quartet would come for a late- night swim and chase Fishie around in the water."
"Yeah." Tiger Eye smiled at the memory. "Both he and they knew they'd never catch him, but they all had fun pretending it was possible."
A few moments of thoughtful silence passed before Hawk Eye stretched. "Time to get to work."
Tiger Eye watched as in the middle of the stretch, Hawk Eye's muscular arms shimmered and became wings as his entire body mutated into that of a hawk. With a raucous cry, he took to the air. Tiger Eye stepped out into the night, his own shape changing and reforming until he'd become the tiger that was his secret self.
All the sounds and scents that had been hinted at before hit full force now that he was out amongst them. He sorted them out and disregarded the usuals one by one, then paused. He'd caught a new, unfamiliar scent on the breeze. And another, similar, yet different. Human, he decided. Human and female, both of them. The Quartet were inside, as were the two new slaves, so these were intruders. How they made it onto the island he didn't know, but it was his responsibility to check it out. He turned toward the stables.

"They'll be here soon," Erios whispered suddenly, then hurried to climb down from the loft where he and the two Sailor Scouts were hiding.
"Who'll be here?" Neptune asked, looking over the edge. "You mean Tiger Eye and Hawk Eye?"
"Yes," Erios said, still in an undertone. "I knew they'd find you eventually, but I hoped the horses would mask your scent."
"We smell more than horses?" Pluto said wryly.
"Not more," Erios said. "Just differently. That's enough for Tiger Eye. And Hawk Eye will notice his approach from the air and come to investigate with him."
"If they're coming, we should be ready." Neptune prepared to climb down the ladder.
"Please wait, my lady," Erios asked. "Give me a chance to try and distract him, then you can slip away. Sooner or later you'll be caught, but there's no point in rushing it."
"Yes, there is," she insisted. "I didn't come here to hide, I came for Uranus."
"You don't understand!" Erios' soft voice was becoming more alarmed. "You can't rescue her! The magic barrier covers the entire island like a dome. Once you're here, you can't leave through magic nor mundane means unless Sailor Star Lights allow it."
"There must be a way--" Pluto started to say, then stopped, her expression frozen in the middle of her sentence. Neptune and Erios followed her wide-eyed gaze to the entrance of the stable, where a growling tiger stood with a hawk perched on its back.

"Haruka, what is it?"
The tomboy looked over at Zoisite. "I keep feeling like Michiru is in trouble."
"I've been uncomfortable, too," Zoisite admitted. "I hope everything's okay."
The door to the slaves' quarters opened and Nuriko walked in. "Haruka, Zoisite, come with me, please."
"Why?" Haruka asked suspiciously.
"The Masters have summoned you."
"So what?" Zoisite sniffed.
"Yeah," Haruka replied. "Tell the 'Masters' to go screw each other. We're not interested."
Nuriko sighed tiredly. "Please don't put up a fight over this. You'll only lose."
"I guess we'll have to see about that!" Haruka retorted, getting into a fighting stance. Nuriko shrugged and walked over to her. Haruka aimed a punch at his face, but never connected. Instead, Nuriko grabbed her outstretched arm and easily lifted her off her feet, depositing her onto his shoulder.
"HEY!" Haruka yelled, struggling. A strong hand held her in place.
"The more you wriggle around like that, the more your skirt rides up," Nuriko pointed out.
"Rides up?!" Haruka bellowed. "It was practically a belt to start with!"
Nuriko ignored her and focused on Zoisite. "Are you going to walk or must I carry you as well?"
Zoisite glanced at Haruka's naked behind exposed at her eyelevel. The thought of joining her in that position was enough to cool her attitude. "I'll walk," she said meekly.
"Wise decision." Nuriko turned and headed out of the slaves' quarters. Zoisite hurried after him while Haruka pounded on his back with her fists in a rage.

Sailor Pluto leaped down from the hayloft, landing between Erios, Neptune, and the animals. She brandished her Garnet Rod, magenta eyes glinting dangerously. "Stay back!" she warned.
"You didn't tell us Tiger Eye and Hawk Eye were animals!" Neptune said to Erios. "I thought they were slaves!"
"They're both," Erios answered. "Slaves, animals, humans-- changechildren." He faced the advancing creatures. "Do you think she won't attack if you come closer?! Change over and speak with them!"
The hawk hopped off the tiger's back and the two of them switched to their usual forms. Pluto's expression registered shock, but she didn't let down her guard. Neptune moved to her side.
"Sailor Scouts!" Tiger Eye exclaimed.
"Two more of them," Hawk Eye sounded disbelieving. He shot Erios a suspicious look. "How long have you been hiding them?!"
"Only a couple of hours," Erios replied calmly, the larger boys not intimidating him at all. "They came for the other new slaves."
"Then they're fools," Tiger Eye snapped, hesitating a moment to study the scouts. "Beautiful fools, though."
"You'll have to come with us, ladies," Hawk Eye said.
"And if we decline the invitation?" Pluto asked.
"You want to see your friends?" Tiger Eye smirked. "Coming with us is the only way."
"You can hurt us with your attacks, but you can't use magic against the Masters," Hawk Eye explained. "So either you join your friends inside or stay out here--unable to leave and separated from them."
Neptune and Pluto glanced at each other.
"I can't go on wondering what's happening to Haruka," Neptune murmured. "I have to see her."
"I don't want to guess about Zoisite, either," Pluto admitted. She relaxed her defensive stance reluctantly. Tiger Eye stepped forward and snatched the Garnet Rod from her hand.
"We'll just hand this over to the Masters," he said. "Along with your transformation sticks."

"Put me DOWN, you stupid, muscle-bound, she-male!" Haruka screamed, her arms and legs flailing as she bounced against Nuriko's shoulder.
"I'm stupid?" Nuriko said in amusement. "You're the one who attacked me."
"If I apologize will you put me down already?!" Haruka wailed. "I'm half-naked up here!"
"I'm sorry, but I don't trust you not to run, and my speed isn't equal to my strength."
At that, Haruka launched back into ranting, including as many colourful expletives as she could think of or make up. Zoisite kept pace with Nuriko and tried not to glance in Haruka's direction.
When they reached the spacious living room, Zoisite pulled in her breath. As elegantly decorated as the rest of the house, the main feature in the room was a grand piano shining in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Ves Ves and Cere Cere were sitting on the piano bench, while Jun Jun perched on top of it and Palla Palla sat cross-legged underneath it. However, it was the sight of the waiting Masters that really startled Zoisite. All three of them wore what looked like a cross between biker- babe outfits and dominatrice costumes. This was shocking enough by itself, but even more so considering The Three Lights were filling out the black leather halters with no trouble.
"Haruka, they're _girls_!" Zoisite exclaimed.
"Who?!" Haruka demanded from behind Nuriko's back. "What girls?! I can't see a thing back here!"
Nuriko deposited Haruka onto her feet and turned her to face the three girls. "These are the Sailor Star Lights."
"I'm Sailor Star Fighter," said the raven-haired one. "You may call me Mistress Seiya."
"I'm Mistress Taiki," spoke up the next. "Otherwise known as Sailor Star Maker."
"I'm Sailor Star Healer," the shortest said. "Mistress Yaten."
Haruka stared at the Scout outfits that not only included the low- cut halters, but small tight shorts, bicep-length gloves, and thigh boots. All were black leather, and except for a few variations in accessories, the costumes matched.
"You call yourselves Sailor Scouts?" Haruka sneered. "I have another name to call people wearing clothes like those that isn't so nice."
"You think your Scout outfit is modest, Miss Flash-Her-Panties- With-Any-Passing-Breeze?!" Star Healer snapped.
Star Maker put a calming hand on her shoulder. "Don't take offense. Sailor Uranus is just jealous because she has to wear a skirt."
"Jealous?!" Haruka yelled. "Why should I be jealous of a bunch of hermaphrodite weirdommmph--!" She struggled against the firm hand Nuriko had clamped over her mouth.
"Forgive her, Mistresses," Nuriko said. "She's distraught and not in control of herself."
"That's obvious," Star Healer snorted.
"Don't fret, Nuriko," Star Fighter said calmly, walking over to face Haruka, who stood at least half a head taller than she. Gloved fingers reached up to stroke Haruka's cheek, but she jerked her head away.
"Don't touch me," she warned.
Star Fighter released a cool smile, then swung her hand to slap Haruka's face. She stopped just short of the taller girl's cheek, but Haruka never flinched, nor tore her eyes from Star Fighter's.
"You've got guts," the black-haired Scout admitted, dropping her hand. "I wouldn't have struck you. I want to keep your pretty face pretty for now." Her midnight-blue eyes took on a warning glint. "But that doesn't mean I won't touch you. Make no mistake about it, Tenou Haruka. You belong to me now."
Haruka growled a curse that made Star Healer step forward. "If you won't hit her, _I_ will!"
"No!" Star Fighter swung round on her partner. "I want this one for myself! She'll break, believe me. I'll have her begging for satisfaction by the time I'm done."
Star Healer looked as though she were about to argue further, but Star Maker intervened. "If it means so much to you, Seiya, she's yours. We won't interfere, will we, Yaten?"
"I guess not," Star Healer said grudgingly. "But if she smart- mouths me, I'm not making any promises."
"If she offends you, then you tell me, and I'll deal with it," Star Fighter said firmly, turning back to Haruka. The blonde tomboy's green eyes were shooting sparks and her jaw was clenched tightly enough to penetrate steel.
"Looks like we'll have to share this one," Star Maker remarked, looking over at Zoisite, who took a step backwards.
"Hey, uh, I know it's nice to share and all that, but I'd just as soon not be the object in question," she said.
"Too bad," Star Healer moved forward and grabbed her arm.
"Masters!" came Fish Eye's excited voice as his heels clicked against the foyer's marble floor. He ran into the living room and stopped short. "Oh, I apologize, Mistresses, I didn't know you'd transformed."
"What is it, Fish Eye?" Star Maker asked.
The pretty blue-haired boy grinned. "Hawk Eye and Tiger Eye found two more slaves for you, and you won't believe this, but--"
"Haruka!"
The tall blonde turned at the familiar sweet voice speaking her name. Standing in the doorway behind Fish Eye stood Sailor Pluto in Tiger Eye's grip, while Hawk Eye held fast to Sailor Neptune. For an instant, Haruka stared in disbelief at her beautiful girlfriend, then she broke into a run.
"Michiru!" she cried, pulling her into her arms.
"Oh, Haruka," Sailor Neptune whispered, her sea-blue eyes filling with tears. "I thought ... I was so afraid ...."
"I know," Haruka said huskily. "Me too."
"More Sailor Scouts?" Star Healer said in wry surprise and glanced at Zoisite. "Boy, we really started something when we agreed to take you!"
Zoisite didn't notice her. She was already focused on Sailor Pluto, who gazed back at her desperately as she struggled to be free of Tiger Eye's hold.
"Zoisite, have they hurt you?" she cried.
"Not yet," she said, then rushed at Tiger Eye. "Let go of her, you- -HEY!"
Star Maker cut her off by grabbing her as she went by. When Zoisite glared at her, she saw in horror that Star Maker's smokey grey eyes were also fixed on Sailor Pluto. The look she was giving the green- haired girl made Zoisite's blood freeze.
"No," she breathed.
"What do you know, Yaten," Star Maker said slowly. "It would seem that each of us will have a beautiful Sailor Scout of our own."
"I was just thinking the same thing," Star Healer leered in Neptune's direction. Haruka looked over and recognized the look in the peridot-coloured eyes.
"NO!" she protested, holding Neptune protectively. "Not on your life! Nobody touches her, do you understand me?! I'll kill anyone who tries it!"
"Your power is useless against us," Star Fighter stated. She strode over to Haruka and took hold of her wrist, trying to pull her away from Sailor Neptune. Haruka swung around and punched Star Fighter in the jaw, knocking her to the ground.
Silence fell over the room and for a moment no one moved. Then Hawk Eye helped Star Fighter to her feet, and the Sailor Scout rubbed her jaw, blue eyes boring into Haruka's green ones.
"Try that again and I'll take it out on her," Star Fighter jerked her head toward Neptune. Haruka blanched, her fists clenching at her sides.
"You bitch-boy," she growled.
"And don't you forget it," Star Fighter said coldly. She grabbed Haruka's wrist again and was met with only brief resistance as the tomboy glanced helplessly at Sailor Neptune.
"I can't let her hurt you because of me, Michiru," she told her.
As much as she wanted to protest, Sailor Neptune knew Haruka meant what she said. Instead she managed a smile. "I love you," she said, her voice trembling slightly.
Haruka smiled in return before Star Fighter jerked her out of the way, Star Healer taking her place. The long-haired blonde studied Sailor Neptune for a moment, then reached out and pressed the button in the centre of her bow. Neptune de-transformed, and Michiru stood glaring at Star Healer.
"What's your name, wench?" Star Healer demanded.
"I am Kaiou Michiru," she replied evenly. "Who are you?"
"The one you'd better be nice to if you know what's good for you."
"We have their transformation sticks, Mistresses," Tiger Eye said. "As well as the weapon that this one was using." He gave Sailor Pluto a little shake. She turned her head sharply, shooting him a look cold enough to freeze lava. The intensity of her stare was too much for Tiger Eye, who released her arms and backed off a step.
"Very impressive."
Sailor Pluto turned quickly to find Sailor Star Maker directly in front of her, nodding admiringly.
"It takes a strong presence to intimidate so easily with just a look," the taller Scout said. "I'm going to enjoy bending that strength to my will." She pushed Pluto's transformation button and watched her change closely.
"Hey, keep your hands off her!" Zoisite yelled, infuriated at seeing someone besides her touching Sailor Pluto's chest.
Star Maker glanced at her with an amused smile before turning back to Setsuna. "And your name is ...?"
"Meiou Setsuna," replied a voice edged with barely-controlled hostility.
"Lovely name for a lovely lady," Star Maker fingered some of Setsuna's ultra-long hair. The older girl remained still, but Zoisite sensed it was only through great self-restraint.
"Girls!" Star Healer suddenly called to the Quartet. "Take these two to the bathing room and prepare them." She eyed Michiru lasciviously. "Then bring them to our rooms to begin training."

End of Chapter 14

Story contents (C) 1997 Tenou Haruka

Sailor Moon characters (C) Naoko Takeuchi

Fushigi Yuugi characters (C) Watase Yuu