~Chapter 3: Decisions.~

	Starhealer curled up against the tree, silent. 
Her two companions were with her; Starfighter on her 
side in front of her, Starmaker beside her.

	“Another planet gone,” she said. “Sailor Rhea and 
her Princess, dead.” Fighter sat up, glaring at her.

	“Enough about that!” her face softened as Healer 
flinched slightly. “For now…” Fighter sighed. “We’re losing 
time here. Chances of finding Kakyuu-sama are getting slimmer 
every time a planet falls.” Her face twisted at that. “What 
can we do to make things quicker?” Healer and Fighter both 
looked to Maker, waiting for her to speak.

	“I’m thinking.” They nodded, turning away. Healer 
frowned as she gazed at Fighter’s face.

	“You could do so much, if you’d lose all those 
ridiculous outfits,” she said, referring to Fighter’s choice 
of clothing. The tall Starlight shrugged lazily, and Healer 
spoke again, determined to do something to pass the time away. 
She wanted to forget.

	“Some lipstick- a light shade of red. Not to dark, it 
wouldn’t look too becoming on you.” Her finger traced Fighter’s 
lips without touching them.

	“Black eyeliner, and maybe some faint blush?” Now Fighter 
raised an eyebrow.

	“I don’t need any make-up crap.” Sighing, they turned to 
Maker again.

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	“How desperate are we to find the Princess?” she asked. 
Her two comrades sat up, serious, all thoughts of blush and 
lipstick forgotten.

	“We’ll do whatever it takes.” Taking a deep breath, Maker 
began to speak.

	“We are but three people searching for someone. We are being 
hunted by possibly the most powerful Sailor Soldier to ever live, 
and her minions. Every minute planets are dying.”

	“Get to the point!” Fighter’s voice was impatient- and gruffer 
then usual.

	“Are we willing to split up? The danger is greater, with only 
one person. Should we ever be cornered, we’d surely die. But then the 
search would be quicker, and we would be calling less attention to 
ourselves.” They stared.

	Why now?

	Why suggest this?

	Maker would never suggest something as dangerous and foolish 
as that.

	“Why suggest this?!” demanded Fighter. Maker glanced at her.

	“Now, there are less planets to search.” She smiled brightly at 
the next part. 
	“Kakyuu-sama passed there. She could still be there.” Her face 
fell slightly as she continued on. “The next we arrive to is a very 
small star system of one planets orbiting around a star. I suggest we 
each assign ourselves to a ‘section’ on the planet and meet once a week.” 
They stared at her again.

	Sailor Starmaker had gone insane!

	How would they deal with being along?!

	It would be just one Starlight…

	They could barely get by together!

	“Have you gone insane?!” shrieked Healer. Maker sighed, a broken 
look in her eyes.

	“It’s so hard…” she whispered. “We find her scent, and we follow it. 
But then when we get so tired, and we have to rest, we lose her.” She shook 
her head.

	“We’re nearing the end. I can feel it. It’ll just be this one time… 
we can talk…” Fighter stared at her comrade, finally nodding once.

	“Have you taken a look at the planet?” Maker nodded once at that.

	“As mentioned- one planet orbiting a sun. It’s called Leto…. The 
hidden planet.” Healer and Fighter perked up at that.

	The hidden planet?!

	Of course…

	The perfect place for Kakyuu-sama to take refuge…

	“I sensed her energy when I went there… I felt her. 
She stopped there at one point. The energy signature is still strong.” 
They looked at each other.

	“Ladies. Let’s move.”

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	Asayo laughed wildly as Sadao spun her up in the air.

	“Faster Love, faster!” she crowed.

	“Sure babe,” panted the young man. He stopped for a moment, 
then lifted her up again and continued the spinning.

	“Yes! I am going to touch the sky!”

	Across the sky, three shooting stars flew…