Minor Planets

Hino Rei shouted at a shaggy-haired male, "Get back to work, you!"

He looked at her and gave a grin. He began to sweep more readily and pick up some the bird droppings - all thanks to Demos and Phobos.

He really did not care what she said, she could have demanded him to lick her feet, and nine give you ten Yuuichirou Kumada would do so.

Setsuna Meiou just sat there with a smug smile sipping her tea, it was a quite respite from being a voyeur at the Time Gate.

The black-haired girl sat down next to the taller woman, "Why such a face? Do you know something or don't you?"

"Can't you just do a fire reading," the woman with garnet eyes replied taking another sip of her tea, "There is a such thing as knowing too much about the future... or the different time-lines..."

"Huh?"

"There is the anime one, where Usagi wishes to be a normal girl and thus R happened. The Sailor Moon movies. 30th Century Crystal Tokyo with the Black Moon. There are the Musical time-line - that one has the scouts fighting Dracula and other things…”

(Author note in the Scouts vs. Dracula, there is another scout - Sailor Astarte aka. Shiva Shingetsu Astarte, a recent transfer student that was shy and withdrawn until she helps defeat the bloody Dracul.

AUTHOR RANT - Stop all these fictions, “so-and-so is a vampire.“

I know it is angst filled fun, but stop it! Stop it! Stop it!

Once I read those words, I stop reading the fiction.

If I want to read about vampires, I will read fictions about vampires - Hellsing, Dracula, etc.

Sorry, Just had to get that off my chest.)

“…There is Stars-timeline, personally I think somebody had a little too many sugar stars for that one. Then there is the one where Tomoe Hotaru was killed and reborn but Professor Tomoe's perception and acceptance of her baby self may be a product of an alternate timeline…”

The older woman added more sugar to her tea hoping the high would help her relax or at least keep track of them all, “Of course one could blame it on amnesia … Then there is PGSM, where Minako has "the mysterious coughing disease of death," and then Usagi wishes on the Silver Crystal for a cosmic reset… Usagi does that a lot - cosmic resets… sigh…"

She shook her head in disdain…

The green-haired beauty really hated that Usagi had the bad habit of rewriting the timeline…

Rei just shook her head and accepted the rebuke as is.

She sighed, "Another wards, we are all emo... Makoto is emo - her parents died in an airplane crash and her uncle wants nothing to do with her. Ami is emo, her mother doesn't love her. Minako is emo. Usagi is emo... even if you do have the hots for her man. "

Setsuna just stared at her for a second, "I never said that I..."

"Oh, come on," Rei giggled, "I have seen how you look at Endymion..."

"It's not like that," her face matched the color of her eyes.

"Oh, come on," Rei snickered, "I dated him... once..."

"So, what was he like," a voice. There stood Michiru. She looked like a million dollars in her dress. She gave a smile and sat down next to them, “So what was he like?”

“…terrible,” Rei grumbled then decided to mention one of her emo problems - a Miko must be virgin.

“… he must kiss well, doesn’t he?”

“… aren’t you and Haruka… well…”

Rei interrupted.

Michiru did not answer only admitted, “That is why I am here… I thought she would be here… I wanted to invite her to that disco in Akihabra…”

“… the one next to the yoai doujinshi shop, right?”

Setsuna leaned forward, half of her wanted to go there with the black-haired love of Usagi and steal a dance with him. One dance would be enough to rob her of the constant headache of watching multiple time-lines…

“… so aren’t you and Haruka… well…”

A pause, she leaned forward curious, “What do you actually do?”

“… there is only way to find out,” Setsuna said standing, she gave a bow at the shrine, and left with a giggle, “find out yourself. Love doesn‘t come to those who wait for it.”

The two girls looked at each other. Rei blushed, why would she do that - she liked guys…

Michiru took her hand and lead her inside, “We can always wait for Haruka…”

“Okay,” the miko nodded blankly. A pause as she looked at Michiru‘s bottle green high-healed shoes at the doorway, “Wait a sec, here, you just want to know what it was like to kiss Usagi’s guy… right?”

“Maybe,” her eyes settled on Rei’s chest trying to guess it size, “May be not…”

Before she could utter one word of how his soft lips touched her own before rudely interrupted by her eccentric grandfather, Michiru placed her hand on her chest. The dark-haired priestess squeaked in surprise. A smile filled the musician’s lips, “I could show you what happens between Haruka and I…”

The priestess looked at her for a long time. She was speechless.

“… don’t worry, I like both girls and boys…”

The teal-green haired musician confirmed, “But, like she said, “there is only one way to find out, find out for yourself…Love doesn‘t come to those who wait for it.”

“…um…”

The priestess stood there managing to get out, “… but I like boys…”

“Okay,” she pulled back, sat down on the bed, and gave a flick of her short hair, “Then, we will just wait for Haruka.”

Rei stood there for a second in her red hakuma, white kimono, and white tabi-socks. She stared at the musician. Other than her angst of the requirement of being a virgin to remain a miko, she had her father. She had the second-rate politician, back-stabbing, looking for a way to get reforms through the Diete - a man who would sell his soul to Queen Beryl just for the promise of being her Prime-Minister. He was the type of a man who missed her mother’s funeral for a just another political debate…

A fiery smile crossed her cheeks, a way to put him in his place - other than being a miko, a living symbol of the past that her father would like to be rid of….

She rushed forward and planted a burning passionate kiss onto the older girl’s lips. Her lips scorching with the touch of the musician’s love…

Now, Michiru was surprised. She had kissed a girl before. But this one was different. It was a fire that seemed to blister right into her heart. Their lips locked to each other, tongues in pure passion…

Michiru’s hands groped over the younger girl.

That is when Rei pulled away. She touched her lips in pure surprise.

She could not believe it. She actually kissed another girl!

She thought once of kissing Makoto, just to keep her from referring to her old sempai. She also thought of kissing Haruka, until she learned that the short-haired blonde was a girl not a boy…

Finally shaking off the fire in her chest, the sea resuming its proper home…

Michiru giggled, “It is different when you kiss another girl.”

“Huh?”

“Open your kimono and find out,” a smirk. This was something that was striking her curiosity - ‘What does she wear under that?’

“What?”

A nod.

Blushing, reverting back to what is expected of a priestess, she timidly grasped the white fabric slowly pulling it up out of the confines of the hakuma. The kimono’s white slowly slipped open revealing her white skin…

She was nude.

Michiru’s lips quivered, “I thought you … would wear a bra.”

Rei shook her head, “… oh…”

She turned red, trying to explain in a matter-of-fact way, “It is Summer, so I wear nothing under because it helps cool myself … during Winter, I bind my chest and sometimes wear a second kimono over it…”

Before she could move towards to what she wore in Spring and Autumn, the teal-haired girl out-stretched her hand and placed it onto the tit.

It was nice and soft, warm and fleshy…

Even with this single touch, she could tell that Rei was much larger than Haruka’s A-cup…

This was amazing, a younger girl was larger than her lover. This made Michiru ecstatic, the seas in her heart roaring…

Rei jumped back, “What was that!”

“That is another thing we do to each other…”

A smirk.

“Why didn’t you just tell me,” Rei jumped forward thrusting her hands around the globes of the musician on her bed. Rei’s eyes filled with jealousy fighting off the thought of the realization that Michiru was larger than her by putting hot, sweltering kisses on her…

Their tongues again dueled as the two hands groped and needed the flesh. Michiru lightly twisted the miko’s nipple toying with it…

“What was that!”

Rei shouted clutching her own breast tenderly. A fire shot in her eyes. She felt that Michiru was not playing fare, “You seen mine, I should see yours!”

A demure nod. She elegantly took off the small white jacket revealing her bottle green leather tube-top ...

Slowly, the dark lace edged tube-top came off…

Michiru made sure to grind every curve that she had hoping to again see the fire in the miko’s eyes…

There was no fire, just Rei this time placing a kiss on each of the exposed mounds. Michiru expected for her to break away from her exposed flesh, Rei kept kissing…

Then, suckling…

Michiru cooed placing one hand on Rei’s dark hair and the other onto the miko’s breast. She began pinching and thumbing the nipple slowly teasing it until her nail slipped into the hole.

“What was that!”

Rei shouted clutching her violated breast. That freaking hurt!

If this is what girls do with each other, she wanted nothing to do with it.

Michiru thought, ’I went a little too far ... I will have to couch the miko slowly … Definitely, double-ended dildos is clearly out…’

She tapped her fingers together…

“Well… it is nothing,” she shook her head, “...I am sorry… how about you take off your hakama next?”

“Okay,” Rei stood and within a blink of an eye the red fabric had fallen to the floor.

That amazed Michiru.

She once tried to wear hakama. It took her a half-hour to put them on by herself, all the while cursing, ‘No wonder samurai had servants.’

Then, she focused on the shape before her…

At first she thought Rei would be in one of those ‘diaper-things the sumo wears,’ but there she was standing there in frilly panties…

Rei moved back to kissing Michiru wondering if her sizzling smooches would help the other girl’s long white skirt off…

Michiru rubbed her hand across the panty. This was far different than Haruka. The short-haired blonde typically wore those granny-panties one bought in the back of strip malls or went commando...

Not that Michiru minded - she actually enjoyed that her lover was so free to fly in the wind like that…

The dark haired girl purred feeling the brush of the musician‘s hand along her crotch. Rei gasped at the zipper of the skirt finishing her flaming kisses, “You should take yours off, now, right?”

Grinding against the miko, Michiru stood slipping the skirt off. The skirt with lace on it hit the floor revealing her own string bikini. Rei’s eyes went small. She just flustered, “It is actually a swim suit…. They always miss-match tops with bottoms.”

“I know… trying to buy a two-piece is annoying,” Rei nodded in agreement, “Either the top is right and the bottom is wrong, or the top wrong and the top right… why can‘t they just sell them separately?”

Michiru giggled.

Again they kissed and touched each other.

Rei copying every movement of the older Sailor Scout. It was no longer just revenge against her father’s prudish life.

It was just pure built up lust.

She was a teenager racked with hormones, the duties of a miko though fun at sometimes was a restriction…

A restriction against her raging hormones…

Rubbing each other lasted for another five minutes, until Rei broke off, “Can I see your,” she pointed down at the bikini. Her eyes not even noticing the older girl’s juices on it…

“…Okay… if you show me yours…”

This time both girls grinded against each other as they pealed off each other’s clothes…

Rei blinked seeing the nude flesh, then at her bush…

“…Haruka likes it when I shave…”

An addition, “It also cuts down on drag when swimming.”

It was pointless bit of information for the miko how just a bit of hair would slow down a swimmer’s time, she was looking at her own black mass - embarrassed.

“…it is okay,” Michiru licked her neck.

Rei responded with another kiss of flame on the nude musician. Her hands this time tracing over the soft lower folds…

Michiru responded in kind. Her hand brushing the hairs, “…but I sort of like girls with…”

Touches and gasps in the light. Michiru’s soft hand moved to the hard nub, she gave it a soft flick. Rei readily accepted it giving her partner the same motion…

“This might hurt a little,” Michiru said to her. Her fingers dalliance before entry, only one finger at first…

“ooh-oh-god,” Rei sighed again copying her friend, but with two of hers inside the older woman.

Pumping started, the older woman started slow at first remembering to be gentle with her miko. Rei was contrary, her now inserted three fingers pistoned Michiru roughly with a show of her hot fierce nature…

“-ughuuuuuuuuuuuuggh”

Moans started. Michiru kept her gentle touch adding her second finger like a soft ocean after a storm. Rei had added a third stretching her friend even more.

“…oh-oh-goood, god, ugh ugh…oh, yes, no, no, harder, faster… yes, yes, harder…”

Eventually, they came. Michiru licked off her fingers, “That is what girls do with each other… of course boys are quite different, ne, Yuuichirou Kumada?”

The boy masturbating - peaking on them - was in shock.

Rei on the other hand slammed open the door. Now, she stood in shock, the girl cum running down towards the wood floor...

She saw his self-abused rod standing on end and gasped.

Michiru stood, softly she took her hand and pulled him up by the pre-cum covered member. She lead him inside, closed the door, shook her head, “Naughty, naughty. May be one of us should punish you…”

Rei just stood there watching her friend rub the poor boy all over.

Pulling and pumping his penis, spraying the shaggy-haired musician’s white cum onto the shocked miko…

Rei looked down at the white globs on her thighs, stomach, and chest. Then at Yuuichirou Kumada with Michiru’s hand around his member. She reached forward and removed her hand from the thing she always dreamed of - a real man that loved her.

Sure, she lusted after her father’s secretary, Kaidou.

She did kiss him once, but her love was not returned - not that he would ever agree to becoming part of the shrine, a priest that she would love forever…

Yet, here was a boy if she batted her eyelids, he would cut off his own arm for her…

“…instead of just touching… you could just kiss it,” Michiru pushed Rei down towards the tip.

She did not need any more invite than that.

Rei licked her lips.

So did Michiru, she went down as well…

If Rei was going to have a taste of a man-meat she was going to have a taste of Rei’s virgin juice…

Thus began a long period of constant oral-sex.

“Gods,” he looked up at the beauties, exhausted.

Rei straddled him, she was not going to have sex with him just yet…

But the smile on her cheeks was better than he could ever imagine…

“You and I are lovers,” Rei informed him.

He just nodded - he must have came ten times.

“You are going to marry me. You are taking my name as your surname. And you will give me a child.”

He just nodded staring up as the hair tented around him.

“Whatever would you name your love-child?”

Michiru gave a lick against Rei’s thigh pulling away a taste of Yuuichirou Kumada’s hot seed.

“If a boy, Remus or Romulus,” Rei passionately kissed him.

“If a girl,” his hand cradled her cheek, “Rei, Jr.”

“Good boy,” Rei admonished him, “So you are going to work for your love.”

“Okay,” he kissed her.

Michiru just smiled, slipped back onto her clothes, “That is fun. I wonder what is keeping Haruka.”

She slipped back her shoes and out of the room, “Congratulations on your up coming nuptials, Hino Rei.”

Michiru clapped her hands together, she smiled back at them, “May be I should have done it with him… then instead of adopting Hotaru, we could have a real baby…”

She shook her head, “No, he loves her and she loves him… leave it at that.”

--------------
Author note: Remus and Romulus are the founders of Rome, they were the children of the God Mars by the virgin Raye Silva.
In “Parallel Moon,” it is canon her daughter is “Rei, Jr.” by some unknown guy that runs a calligraphy school at the shrine.