“What?” Moon asked, as she watched over Mercury’s shoulder, as the blue haired girl scanned for dark energies.
“That Mercury’s brother went through all that trouble and even managed to gain super powers, but still can’t help her in fights,” she explained, trying hard not to giggle.
“True,” Artemis agreed from Venus’ shoulder, “but he’s not dead. He managed to get a pretty impressive set of abilities and I’ll bet you anything, that he uses those to find what he needs to be able to help.”
“You really think he’s going to keep looking after what happened?” Mars asked, not sure if it was a good idea or not and still not fond of having a non-senshi, even one with rippling muscles, help them.
Artemis nodded. “He’s more devoted to his sister’s wellbeing than most people are to their lover’s.” He hid a grin behind his paw as he watched Mercury’s blush cover all her visible skin.
“Reading a dark energy source approximately…” Mercury began, when a bizarre mesh of a snow cone machine and a woman rushed out of an alley right in front of them.
“Bow before the power of, Snow Job!” it roared, completely ignoring the copyright infringement lawsuit that Mattel would file should they get wind of its name.
Sailor Moon immediately started her standard pose and speech, “Dark alleyways are for…”
*wham*
A figured dressed in a skin tight black outfit, including the typical domino mask, slammed a small van on top of the youma, interrupting Sailor Moon’s speech, much to her relief, as she wasn’t quite sure what dark alleys were actually used for, except for a slight fantasy she had involving her and Mamoru, that she really didn’t feel like sharing with anyone at the moment.
The youma winced as a couple of roses pinned its hands to the pavement. Youma were strong, but not ‘lift a car’ strong, so finding itself flattened and unable to move it did the only thing it was capable of… “Someone please, for the love of the Negaverse, purify me!” It gave up.
“I think that’s my cue,” Moon snickered, trying to hide her smile as the ‘unknown’ figure swept a completely embarrassed Mercury up into his arms, while Tuxedo Mask leaned against a streetlight twirling a rose with a grin.
“Moon Healing Escalation!”
*poof*
With a bad Italian accent, that was probably copied off of a Mario Brothers’ game, the black clad figure cradled Mercury to his chest and stiltedly read a prepared speech off his left palm, “I ah come to thee rescue once ah more for my amore and with thee fragile blossom of womanhood safe once more, I away again!”
Ranma leaned down and gave Mercury a quick kiss on the cheek and a blue rose, before springing to the roof of a nearby building and vanishing into the night.
Mercury turned to the smirking Tuxedo Mask, “I really wish you’d stop encouraging him. He can save me perfectly well without the speech, rose, and kiss.”
“Well, since we can’t let him know, that we know he is really your brother Ranma, without letting him know about all of us, than he needs a public reason to ride you to rescue and the easiest one to use is that he’s your mask,” Minako finished, causing Mercury to turn as read as a tomato once more.
Mercury really didn’t mind her big brother’s help, as placing large extremely heavy objects on youma made taking care of them a cakewalk, but the jokes were getting a bit old.
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Naru paused for a moment, as her spider sense kicked in, before quickly turning and extending her hands towards a fire hydrant and cocooned it in web, just as it began to transform. Ripping a street sign out of the ground, she proceeded to beat on it till it stopped moving, while her boyfriend Umino placed road cones around the two to warn off pedestrians.
The locals had quickly gotten use to the sight of the red head beating on trapped youma, as she was attacked about four times a week on the average and had it down to a science by now.
A local high school boy looked over at Umino and asked, “Doesn’t it burn you that your girl can beat up demons and all you can do is stand around?”
Umino looked at the teen through his coke bottle thick glasses. “Are you asking what I think of having a girlfriend who is beautiful, strong, smart, beautiful, dangerous to demons and beautiful?”
“You said beautiful three times.”
“It bears repeating.”
“Point,” the teen conceded. “So…”
“I usually think something along the lines of; Yippie, I’ve won the girlfriend lottery and wonder if I was Mahatma Gandhi in my last life to be so lucky as to end up with her.”
The teen nodded and patted the geek on the back. “You sir, are a wise man.”
Naru talked into her cell phone, completely missing the conversation behind her, “Hi, Usagi. Guess what? I just got attacked again! No, I’m fine. Yeah, I wrapped it up before it got a chance to do anything. Uh huh. Hehehe, a street sign. I suppose I could carry a bat or something around. Yeah, in front of the flower shop on Fifth street.”
Naru rolled her eyes, as she listened to Usagi try and cover for her interest without letting on that she was Sailor Moon. “I know, I was just warning you, because my webbing only lasts about an hour and I can’t kill them, so unless the senshi show up it’ll be on the loose in the area and I don’t want you getting attacked. Your Mom’s calling you? Well, I’ll talk to you later than, bye!”
The red head grabbed her boyfriend and kissed him passionately; beating youma always put her in a bubbly mood.
The boy that had been talking to Umino a moment before walked over to his friends, who’d been too intimidated to go over.
“Did you ask him?” several of them blurted out at once, or variations on that theme.
“Yep and let me just say, he is the smartest guy in the world!”
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