Nabiki and Makoto... A little brain crack
I was reading thru the archive for this idea originally brought up by PC Heintz over 5 years ago. One thought led to another and while there is still a story floating in the digital either, I couldn't resist putting a spin on the original story idea. So sorry in advance Patrick if this goes completely against your thoughts or causes a gut busting hemorrhage from laughing at the insanity of it all. So without further ado...
It was a odd sight, at least for most people. But for one Nabiki Tendo, it was almost normal. Strange monster of the week, check. Powerful earth shattering attacks, check. Being in the right place for killer photo ops, and check. But this was far from what she would normally be photographing. Sure, she could make some fast easy money photographing one of the Nerima battle royals, but there was already too many pics like that out there and too few dollars for the effort nowadays. So calling up a old friend, she had been casing the fights of the Sailor Senshi over in Juuban. And for the last week, there was nothing. No fights, no monsters, he'll not even a cat up a tree. Then tonight, everything changed. The so called monster of the week just happened to be a horde of youma monsters swarming out of whatever side dimension they were coming from this week, and the senshi were being pressed HARD to keep them from getting any further into the world.
Then she felt it before she heard the attack call come from behind her..."Jupiter Oak Evolution"... And dodged to the side as the high pressure lightning wave roared thru the incoming monsters like a needle thru wet tissue paper. Of the 2/3 left, they were soon obliterated by attacks from the left and right ..."World Shaking"...."Starlight Therapy Kiss" ... And the monsters were gone, dissolving into powdery fine dust. Nabiki stood up as one of the senshi came up from behind her. "This is no place to be taking pictures." The young woman said as Nabiki turned to face her.
"A little more notice would have been nice so I could avoid a dirt roll. At least the martial artists in Nerima keep the fight down." Nabiki retorted. Something was distracting her as she looked at the woman in a green skirted Fuku. The woman stopped at both hearing the voice and seeing Nabiki's face.
'No way' the pony tailed woman thought as she catches herself. 'It couldn't be' looking the other woman over, tears start to form in her eyes and she suddenly blurts forward wrapping Nabiki in a bone jarring hug sobbing over and over "Sempai I'm so sorry..."
Nabiki's eyes bulged as this young woman sobbed on her shoulder. There wasn't anyone she knew who called...her...
"...Mokoto???" She says softly in shock.
The other senshi stood there, mouths agape...except for a certain pink haired mini senshi from the future, eyes shining. " This is so much better than the stories you told me at bedtime auntie."