Hi. My name is Bethi_Usako, if you haven’t guessed that yet. This is my 
first story that I’ve ever written, so I hope that it’s good. It’s 
pretty long, so please take the time to read it, even if it seems stupid 
in the middle. I also hope I spelt the names right and used the right 
words. This is set in the American school year 1999-2000, during the 
American 10th grade. I know that the scouts aren’t really in this year 
of high school, but oh well. It’s late April, and everyone is 16, except 
Usagi. Haruka and Michiru are a grade ahead, in 11th, and Setsuna 
doesn’t go to the school. Anyone else older is obvious. I’m using a 
cross of anime and manga, I think. And don’t bug me about the weird 
names I made for certain people. Please send me feed back. 
Sailor and Soldier Universe 
by: Bethi_Usako (bethi_usako@hotmail.com) 

“Mamo-chan?” 
“Yes, Usako?” 
“Do you ever wish that you could remember more of the Silver 
Millennium?” 
“Sometimes. Why?” 
“I don’t know. But every time I’m around this new girl at school, who’s 
been here for two weeks, something weird flashes through my mind, but I 
can’t see it clearly.” 
“I’m sure it’s nothing. Maybe she’s just from the Silver Millennium. It 
doesn’t matter too much.” Chiba Mamoru and Tsukino Usagi were sitting on 
a bench in the park. “C’mon Usako, I should get you home.The Lights are 
on their way anyways.” 
“I know,” Usagi said as they started to walk away. 
“I’ll see you tomorrow at the scout meeting, okay, Usako?” Mamoru said 
when they got to Usagi’s house and kissed her cheek. 
“Okay. I hate Mondays. Bye, Mamo-chan!” 
“Bye, Usako.” 

Monday, lunch time at Juuban High School. 
“So, Usagi-chan, how was your time last night with Mamoru-san?” asked 
Makoto. 
“We had fun. He cheered me up a bit. Why, Mako-chan?” Usagi asked as 
she went back to her lunch. 
“No reason. I always like to know how you are doing.” 
“Oh. Don’t worry too much. I- Oh! Hey! Erizabefu-san! Hi!” Usagi called 
to a girl who walked by. 
“Huh? Oh, hello, Usagi-san.” A girl with dark blonde hair as long as 
Usagi’s, held back by crystal blue clips, and with ice-crystal blue eyes 
waved to her. 
“Would you like to join us?” 
“Sure. Who are your friends?” Erizabefu sat down. 
“This is Kino Makoto, Mizuno Ami, Aino Minako, Hino Rei (I’m making it 
so she transferred), Tomoe Hotaru (She grew to the age of the younger 
scouts), Ten’ou Haruka, Kai’ou Michiru, Seiya Kou, Taiki Kou, and Yaten 
Kou.” Usagi pointed to each in turn. “The guys came back to visit us. 
They’re also known as the Three Lights.” 
“Is that why every girl in class started screaming?” asked Erizabefu. 
Usagi nodded. 
“Well, it’s nice to meet you,” Erizabefu said. The girls all shook 
their heads as if coming out of a trance. The guys looked at the girls 
like they were nuts. Haruka looked at Erizabefu, not sure if to trust 
her. So did Rei. Everyone settled down and a conversation started. 
“Erizabefu-san, where did you live before you came to around here?” 
asked Ami. 
“Well, I was born in Minato-ku or Juuban, one of the two, but when I 
was four, we moved to America, because my father was transferred. He got 
transferred again and we moved all over the world. Finally, he was 
transferred back here.” Erizabefu took a drink of the soda she had. 
“Perhaps you can help me with my English, or all of us.” Ami smiled. 
“Perhaps.” Erizabefu smiled back. 
“Who are your parents?” asked Minako. 
“Which ones?” 
“What does that mean?” Minako had a confused expression. 
“Do you want to know about my birth parents, or my adoptive parents?” 
“Uh, both?” 
“I don’t know my birth parents, I just know that I have an older, twin 
sister. They kept her, but they had to give up me. My adoptive parents 
are Rachiru Naru and Motoki.” Erizabefu showed them a picture of her 
adoptive parents in her wallet. Another picture slipped out. 
“Who’s this? Your older brother? He’s pretty cute,” Makoto stated as 
she picked it up. Erizabefu blushed. 
“Actually, that’s my boyfriend. He’s in college, trying to get 
transferred to Azabu College here. He’s doing it just for me too. It’s 
really sweet of him.” All of the girls looked at the picture. A man with 
dark brown hair that was tinted blonde and midnight-blue eyes was in the 
picture. It said “Derek ’99” on it in gold. 
“How is it that you can talk about your parents so openly?” asked 
Haruka. 
“Ruka-chan!” hissed Michiru. (I know that’s not what she calls her, but 
Haruka is Ruka-chan, and Michiru is Chiru-chan.) 
“No, it’s okay. I don’t really mind that much. It’s never bothered me 
that I’m adopted. Naru and Motoki have been kind to me, but are like 
real parents. They’ve always told me the truth.” Erizabefu shrugged as 
she talked. 
“Hey! Tell us about this Dee-reek guy!” exclaimed Usagi. 
“That’s Dare-eck. He’s really nice, but he’s pretty strong, which 
scared me at first. He’s really smart, too. Top of his class. You’ll 
probably meet him sometime when he comes.” Erizabefu suddenly smiled as 
she realized that Derek would be coming soon. 
“Can I show this picture to Mamo-chan?” Usagi asked. 
“Who?” Erizabefu was confused, but Haruka and Rei caught an odd smile 
from her. Mamo was part of a boy’s name, but Usagi-san had put chan on 
the end. (Not sure if that’s a good explanation. Isn’t chan for girls?) 
“Chiba Mamoru. It’s her boyfriend. He goes to Azabu High School,” 
explained Hotaru. 
“Oh, thank-you, Hotaru-san. Sure, but give it back to me tomorrow in 
class, okay?” The bell rang for the end of lunch. The girls started 
walking to the building. 
“No problem. Oh, and one more thing, Erizabefu-san. Call me Usagi-chan 
or Usa-chan, okay?” 
“Okay, but only if you call me Befu-chan.” 
“Deal.” 

After school, Rei’s temple. 
“So, why is this meeting called?” asked Mamoru. 
“Rei’s been getting some odd readings in the fire, and I’ve been 
getting strange signals with my Mirror,” said Michiru. 
“What does it mean?” asked Ami. Michiru and Rei shrugged. 
“Why don’t the two of you do a combined, uh, reading/mirror thing to 
get the answer? Like, ask what’s causing the strange readings?” 
suggested Usagi. 
“That might work!” exclaimed Ami. Everyone trooped into the Fire Room 
of the Hikawa Jinga. Rei and Michiru sat in front, doing their rituals. 
Soon, a picture of two people formed in the fire and mirror. 
“No way! That’s Befu-chan and her boyfriend, Dee-reek!” exclaimed 
Usagi. 
“Dare-eck,” corrected Ami. 
“What ever. But that’s them. I have the picture of Derek with me, 
remember?” Usagi pulled it out. “He’ll be going to Azabu College soon.” 
“Okay. That means Mamoru-san can watch him, and we’ll watch 
Erizabefu-san at school,” said Rei. 
“What do you mean, we’ll watch her? Befu-chan is not an evil person!” 
Usagi stormed out of the fire room. 
“I better go after her. You guys discuss what to do if they are the 
enemy.” Mamoru grabbed the picture and quickly left the room, following 
Usagi. 

“Usako! Usako! Wait up! Usa- oof!” Mamoru called out to Usagi as he ran 
until he hit something in his stomach. The girl from the fire reading 
and he had collided. 
“Excuse me. I’m sorry.” The girl continued to run off in the direction 
she had been going. ‘Strange,’ Mamoru thought. He continued on running 
until he caught up with his girlfriend. 
“Usako, you shouldn’t have run off like that!” he scolded. 
“I’m sorry, Mamo-chan. But Befu-chan is really nice, and we don’t even 
know who Dee-reek is.” 
“Dare-eck. Here’s the picture.” Mamoru pulled it out of his pocket. 
“How about I take you home now so you’re not late for supper.” Usagi 
nodded. They walked slowly. About a block from Usagi’s house, Erizabefu 
ran past them. 
“Befu-chan!” Usagi called. 
“Huh?” Erizabefu stopped running. “Oh! It’s you, Usa-chan! Hi! Oh! I’m 
sorry about running into you earlier, Mamoru-san, right?” 
“Yeah. I assume that Usako told you about me?” 
“Yes. I didn’t know it was you earlier. I’m really sorry about that.” 
“What are you two talking about?” Usagi butted in. 
“Your friend did what you used to do every morning when you were late: 
run into me, literally.” Mamoru smiled at Usagi as she blushed. 
“I’m really sorry. I have to go now. See you tomorrow, Usa-chan!” 
Erizabefu ran off. 
“Well, she’s in a hurry,” Usagi commented. 
“Maybe she doesn’t want to be late for supper.” Usagi gasped, grabbed 
Mamoru’s wrist, and raced off with him in tow.