My pardons, when I thought of this, I didn't realize there would 
be a spamfic with a very similar title on today...There is no 
connection... Some citrus flavor...

				MISCONCEPTION
				by Scott K. Jamison
				(Takeuchi disclaimer)

	Usagi served herself another helping of Triple Fudge Almond 
Marshmellow ice cream.  She'd actually scored a "C" on the history test, 
and she deserved a reward.
	And she was looking forward to her other reward, tonight with 
Mamo-chan...  She hardly even blushed about it any more when thinking 
about him and her together.  Some of the other girls in school had become 
quite jealous of her boyfriend and how close they'd become.
	They'd had another lecture today in health class about safe sex, 
and how important it was to use "protection".  She giggled.  Her 
boyfriend was *named* "Protector", and besides, they weren't going to 
have their daughter for a good long time yet.
	"Isn't that so, Chibi-Usa?" Usagi asked out of the blue.  Her 
pink-haired offspring started.
	"Would you like some ice cream?"
	"I guess so..."
	Usagi noted that her future daughter seemed a bit pensive.  
"What's the matter, fungus?"
	"um...just homesick I guess.  I miss Mama, and Papa and Ichiro..."
	"Well, you know Mamoru and I are your Papa and Mama, or will be.  
Who's Ichiro?"
	"Didn't I tell you?  He's my big brother."
	"Big...brother?"
	"Yeah, he wasn't in Crystal Tokyo when you visited because he's 
all grown up now and away in the Space Navy." 
	"Space Navy?  Grown up?  Um, Chibi-Usa, how old is your brother?" 
	"Um, lessee, born in 1979, no wait, that should be 1997...carry 
the one..."
	Suddenly, the ice cream didn't want to stay in Usagi's stomach 
any more...


SKJAM!