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oniko_inukiKunzite: Leader (duh) but as the tactical adviser is more of an equivalent to Sailor Mercury.
Zoicite: personal bodyguard, equivalent to Sailor Jupiter. He was an actor, which back in the day when even men played the female roles, specialized in leading ladies (this is inspired by the anime where he often dresses as a female) and in situations where Prince Endymion's guard needs an unobtrusive presence would dress as his "date." He would have had an entire female persona worked out to this end.
Nephrite: spiritual adviser, equivalent to Sailor Mars.
Jaedite: I never could find a good word to describe his position, but as he often worked with crowds and large groups I feel that this is also related to his position under the Earth Kingdom as managing crowds, like a cross between a PR manager and intelligence. Mina of all the Senshi seems to be best related to this type of work as well.
The story I had planned had some back and forth between modern day and the Silver Millennium, but I only ever wrote this little ficlet introducing them in the modern setting and setting up a foursome with Kunzite, Zoicite, Minako, and Ami. It's a little inconsistent with some of the Japanese/DIC names. but I still like the basic idea and don't want to lose it (again). So, I'm posting it here.
As break-ups go it wasn’t that bad, almost amicable. Neither Amy nor Greg were very confrontational by nature, Amy’s alter ego as Sailor Mercury aside. The central issue was Greg’s quiet certainty any relationship beyond friendship was not “meant to be.” She was really starting to hate those words, but really, how can you argue with someone who can see the future? Quite simply, you can’t. They’ve been having this argument for years, since junior high, and he had finally given up on fighting for a different future.
If he wasn’t going to fight, she couldn’t fight for him, not this time. So she moved out of their joint apartment. This was decided through unspoken mutual agreement, she had more friends then he did, rather, she had more friends with the floor space to put someone up until acceptable living arrangements closer to the teaching hospital Amy was interning at were found. That was start of the long slow decent into hell, or at least madness.
She tried to stay at Bunny’s first. Her first and dearest friend, she was more then welcome. Between the squalling babies, mother and daughter, she was seriously reconsidering her calling as a pediatrician within three days. Add her hectic schedule to the mix and after a week she was looking for alternative housing. She didn’t know how Darien could stand it, that was true love.
Next on the list was Raye. Even though she was the second scout discovered by Sailor Moon, the two of them weren’t as close as they were to some of the others. But after the screaming insanity that was Darien’s and Bunny’s home life, the quiet serenity of the shrine seemed like a safe haven. Raye readily agreed to let her stay, but two days later, after an intense fire reading, Amy returned from lecture to find Raye packing her stuff for her. She couldn’t stay, “it wasn’t meant to be.”
Amy talked to Lita that evening, and the Jovian Scout came by to pick her up. Lita had a little pick-up that she used for her growing business for deliveries and other errands. It was bought used; the little Toyota, dubbed the Toy Truck, was on its last legs but it managed to get them and her stuff to Lita’s apartment with only one minor stall at a stoplight. Nephrite was waiting for them in Lita’s living room, obviously unhappy about the matter.
Bunny, in one of her more insightful moments, had decided that Darien needed friends. Sure he knew people, like Andrew and a couple of other young doctors at the hospital where he worked, but no one that he confided in or depended on. So she decided to remedy the matter by resurrecting the Shitenou. She no doubt expected them to just step into their roles like her scouts had for her. Needless to say it wasn’t always so simple, but then sometimes it was. Lita and Nephrite were a perfect example of when things just fall into place. Of course, how could a man who can read the future in the movement of the stars possibly step wrong. Unfortunately that very same ability was at the root of yet another conflict centered on Amy.
Those dreaded words were rearing their ugly head again; she can’t stay here “it wasn’t meant to be.” He wasn’t a complete bastard, that and he didn’t want to be banished to the couch for the next hundred years, so he agreed to let her stay the night since it was so late. One night stretched into two, then three, by the weekend Nephrite had finally roped Lita into his way of thinking and the two of them let her know that she wasn’t making things any easier by putting off the inevitable. And with that cryptic warning she was booted out of their cozy little apartment.
She briefly considered calling Michiru and Haruka, but Setsuna was on the phone even as the thought crossed her mind. No, she could not stay with the Outers. No she could not stay at her mother’s either. The school wouldn’t have a dorm opened until next semester, and did she really think that she could afford to stay at a hotel until she found an apartment?
That left only one place for her to go. Logically, Mina’s place should have been at the top of her list. The young model/budding actress owned a spacious apartment with several guest rooms, none of which were being used despite the fact that she was living with two of Darien’s Shitenou, Kunzite and Zoicite. That particularly relationship was a perfect example of how things had taken a turn for the strange after Bunny resurrected the Four Heavenly Kings. Kunzite, or Malcolm Kuntz to use his “real” name, and Zoicite, Zoey no known last name, both remembered, even distantly, their relationship in the
