A look of surprise and slight embarrassment lands on Amarissa's face as Kousuke's dad immediately jumps to the wrong conclusion. For a moment, this causes Amarissa to consider re-evaluating her view of Kou since it's clearly not the same view his dad has. Or maybe he's just kidding? She couldn't really tell despite he had the same sort of look as Kou. She calms down and simply nods as Kousuke explains everything. "It's a pleasure to meet you, sir,"she says, offering her hand.

Then his dad admits to already having figured the secret out and Amarissa laughs at Kousuke's flabbergasted look. It made perfect sense to her and she always did wonder how everything seemed to have just disappeared. "Well, if you think about it Kou it makes perfect sense. By the way, thank you for taking care of that little issue," she says to his dad. Thinking back to the mini freak out, she adds "And thank you for the compliment. I'm also one of the vigilantes, though."

"Hahaha, think nothing of it." Kousuke's father replies with a board smile as he turns back towards the van. "Well since you're coming out and telling me I assume this means that you've both decided to come out about it to all of the parents?" He asks as he gets in the drivers seat and takes another puff on his cigarette.

"If that's the case get in." He indicating the back seat with his thumb.

"Well I guess having another adult can't hurt." Kousuke says with a defeated sigh as he gets in the back seat and reaches out his hand towards Ama to help her in. "Come on, let's do this...together." He says his cheeks turning slightly red.

"I don't know about telling all the parents, sir," Amarissa answers quietly, "But I am going to tell my mother this evening" she finished. Taking Kou's hand, she allowed him to help her into the van. She was very nervous about telling her mom and for once, she didn't bother to hide her emotions. "Thanks for the ride, Mr. Archer," she added politely as she nodded to Kousuke. "Yes, might as well get this over with," she sighed.

As Kousuke helps Ama into the car he gives her a smile and squeezes her hand a bit without letting go in an attempt to reassure her. "Don't worry, we'll do it together. I'm sure it'll work out." He says putting his hand onto her far shoulder and leaning her against him slightly.

"Hey hey you two, I get that you're close now, but can you try not to embarrass your old man too much." Dan says as he hits the gas and drives the group to Ama's place, only stopping once they arrive.

Amarissa gets out and makes her way to the door, waiting for whoever will follow. Once all there, she unlocks it and steps inside, leaving it open and motioning them to join her. She hangs her coat and slips her shoes off. "Mom? Are you home? I need to talk to you about something," she calls through the house.

Walking into the living room, she gestures to the couch. "Please, make yourselves comfortable. Is there anything I can get you while we wait?" she asks politely, going into automatic hostess mode.

Amarissa's mother was asleep on the table in several large piles of paperwork. She had been working very late and who knows how long she was passed out. The mostly empty glass of wine on the table also likely didn't help matters. Heaven knows the mother of the Moon Senshi had no idea just what her daughter had gotten entangled in. Unfortunately even though she was overly worried for her daughter as of late, the heavy demands of her work had compelled her to focus more than ever in order to protect the roof over their heads.

The white work shirt wrinkled at the end of the day with the skirt and stockings on the lower half finishing the office attire, the elder woman slept soundly.

Amarissa made her way to the kitchen, puzzled when her mother didn't answer right away. It didn't take her long to figure out why though. She found her mother fast asleep at the table, surrounded by a mountain of paperwork. A flash of guilt crossed her face at what she was about to do. Her mother was obviously exhausted, and Ama knew she worried alot. The news she had to deliver wouldn't help at all.

Reaching forward, she picked up the wine glass and took it to the sink first. Then she gently shook her mother. "Mom. Mom, wake up, I'm home and I need to talk to you about something important. We've got company too, so let's clear this off," she said as she started to stack the papers and move them to one of the counters.

"Hnnn, hrnnn..." she groans, sitting up and slowly rubbing her eyes, immediately self conscious that she was disheveled around her daughter. She possibly humorously tries to make a vain attempt to neaten up her clothes and hair with a flurry of hand movements that to the outside viewer might seem frantic and humorous.

"Ama what time is it...why do we have company and what could you possibly need to talk about that is 'so important' this time of day." she says, reaching to where Amarissa was stacking and picks up the reports and paperwork, beginning to reshuffle them a certain way.

"I need the T-65 reports with the biquarterly statements so that I can easily file them with the Form 715-FI documents later.." she says, going on about work jargon that likely would make Amarissa twitch a little.

"That can wait, mom," Amarissa insists as her mother sat up and tried to fix her hair. Looking around for a clock, she nodded to herself. "It's not late, yet. About 7. We have company because they're important to the discussion we need to have," she explained.

Amarissa grimaced a bit as her mother started to ramble about work, re organizing the papers as well. "Look, this can wait. It's really important," she insisted before motioning Kou and his dad into the room. "Mom, I'd like you to meet Kousuke, my boyfriend and his dad, Mr. Archer. And, no, before you ask it's not anything like that," she introduced them calmly.

As Amarissa's Mom immediately starts turning back to her work Kousuke's brow knits. This wasn't how a mother should act in this situation is it? Given Ama's current state shouldn't she be worried and trying to talk to her daughter? Kousuke had grown up in a house full of love, and though he recognized workaholic tendencies, which were a train that all members of his household shared he was disappointed to see such a backwards set of priorities.

Though as Ama introduces him Kousuke bows. "Hello Mrs. Hiroshi. I'm Kousuke Archer, I believe we met once before." He says in a formal tone, trying to put on his best face.

Though Kousuke's dad strides forwards and looks at the situation. "The kids have something important to say, trust me, my wife's not going to come out of her room for a little while so I think you should be prepared." He says in a smooth and level authoritative voice that seemed to come naturally to him. "If you still need to take care of this after we can help you organize it." He promises as he takes a seat at the table.

"...Amarissa did you..." she starts before Amarissa assured her that it wasn't anything so foolish as a whim of emotion and hormones. When Kousuke and then his father enter the room and pretty much continue to allude to some great mystery that was happening.

She purses her lip, the suspense was getting a little annoying.

"So...what is this big secret? How bad could it be?"

Amarissa fidgeted with her hair, twisting it around her fingers. She nodded her thanks to Mr. Archer before turning her attention back to her mother. "Well, I suppose I shall get right to the point. You know the 'vigilantes', as they're being called, that always seem to show up and help, or mostly defeat really, the youma that keep popping up around the city? I'm one of them, the one in the white and lavender set. Sailor Moon, if you want to be technical," she started, nervous and still fidgeting with her hair.

She made a vague, completely unrelated obviously nervous hand gesture. "Ask any questions you want. If you want the back story for how this started, we can tell you. If you want proof, we can give you that," Amarissa added. She looked up at Kousuke for support.

As Amarissa's mom starts to ask with a look of panic. "Alright first of all, THAT isn't the issue." he assures her raising his hands to protest. Though almost immediately after Amarissa reveals that actual secret and he nods. "I'm also one of them." He says with a serious experession, Kou wasn't very good at these serious situations, but he places his hand on Ama's shoulder and squeezes lightly as a sign of support.

When Amarissa and Kousuke followed through on their confession, Amarissa's mother was silent for a good long while. Her gaze seemed to glaze over as a thought process went on behind the skin, eyes, and skull into that chaotic mass of matter known as a brain. When perhaps two moments longer than Amarissa would be comfortable with pass, she finally speaks softly.

"I...believe it. At least it would explain a lot." she says solemnly. "I'd say I'm not in favor of it, but I have a feeling that if it's something you are convicted strongly enough that you want to risk your life, I don't think the arguments I could make against it would make a difference. It didn't with your father, and you are your father's daughter." she says with a deep sigh.

"I dunno...maybe it's all of our fates to have to deal with the covenant, but I wish it wasn't so direct with you...it would hurt more than I could begin to fathom if something happened to you Amarissa.."

It seemed like an hour passed as they waited for her mother to think everything through. Amarissa somewhat expected this, but it still was an uncomfortable silence. She wasn't sure what to brace for, be it anger or something else. When she finally spoke, Amarissa listened intently and was relieved. Her whole self relaxed but a bittersweet smile remaining on her face.

"Thank you," she said simply, reaching forward to hug her mother as a few tears trailed down her face. "It means more to me that you understand and won't try to stop me than anything else. I'm sorry that it has to be this way, none of us asked for these powers. But we've chosen to use them to try and save the world. I want to see spring again," she said quietly, though everyone would hear her.