A Crossover Fanfiction: Tangled Fate © RedWingedAngel002 and Yume-Asakura
Disclaimer: Munto; Sora Miageru Shōjo no Hitomi ni Utsuru Sekai © Kyoto Animation; Yoshiji Kigami and Tomoe Aratani. Sailor Moon © Naoko Takeuchi
Genre: Adventure, Drama, Fantasy, Friendship, Romance, and Supernatural
Summary: They say each meeting brings forth a new fate. The strings have been tied, as the Messiah and Girl of Destiny cross paths. However, it is their meeting, which binds the fate of this world, and ultimately brings a threat of destruction. The Heavens and Earth, as we know it, are in their hands. A MuntoxSailor Moon crossover.


A/N: This is a roleplay [via Tumblr] simply altered into fanction form. With this, there are two different writing styles and back tracking, since neither side is able to predict the other's response word for word.
RedWingedAngel002: Hidaka Yumemi and Munto (RP username: thegirlofdestiny; thelordofallmagic)
Yume-Asakura: Tsukino Usagi (RP username: xxserenityhimexx)


Japanese Index:
-chan: Honorific: Can be used with either a diminutive, or with those who are grown; an indicated affection: little
Gi: A lightweight, two-piece garment worn by barefooted martial-arts participants; consisting of loose-fitting pants and a wraparound jacket with cloth belt. 1970–75; shortening of Japanese jūdō-gi jujitsu garb, equivalent to jūdō+-gi, combining form of ki, "to wear"
-san: Honorific: Carries the meaning of "Mr.," "Mrs.," "Miss," etc., but used more extensively in Japanese than its English equivalent
Youma: Demon


"Talking."
'Thinking.'
Memories/Flashbacks.


Chapter 1: Emerald and Sapphire

Summer.

The heat, the long days, beautiful sunshine, vibrant life, and most importantly; no school. On Monday she wouldn't have to wake up early, or in her case, rush out the door to arrive at school late. There would be no pop quizzes, no stress. She was free. Not even a single youma since it had begun, which was the whole reason she had felt safe enough to leave her friends behind. Nothing bad was going to happen this time.

Practically bouncing in her seat, Usagi's cerulean blue eyes flicked to the front of the car, where her parents sat idly chatting about the family activities they had planned. Leaning forward, as far as the seat belt would allow, Usagi tapped their shoulders.

"Are we there yet?" she mused, for what had to be the hundredth time.

Beside her, her younger brother, Shingo, rolled his eyes. His foot lashed out, kicking her ankle. With a soft outcry, Usagi turned and bore a glare down on him.

"Why you little~!" she began, only to be shushed by her mother. Lower lip pouting out, Usagi turned to stare out the window again. This was going to be a very long drive.

Time Skip

After they had arrived, unpacked, and sat down to chat with the relatives they were staying with; Usagi slipped out of the house. If she stuck around any longer, her aunt would begin to smother her with questions about Mamoru. That was not something she particularly wanted.

The blonde walked for a while, gently humming to herself and admiring the scenery. When she found a decent sized pebble, she began to kick it down the street, watching it skip with a content smile. Though that quickly faded when she began to think about her friends. As much as a trip enthused her, what Usagi hated most was being alone. Which is how she would be most of the time here.

Watching the pebble make three more skips, she stepped forward, about to do so again when she took notice of the steps. Looking up, she gave a broad smile. A shrine was ahead; she just knew it. And thus, she began her trek upwards.

Arriving at the top, nearly out of breath, she looked around. Wind rustled a few fallen leaves, but besides that, there was no movement.

"Hello…?" she called out and began to walk forward.


"Hello?" a feminine voice called out and to her right, breaking Yumemi's dazed reverie, as green eyes then fell from the skies in search of the person the inquiry had come from. It must have been a customer.

The girl was easy to spot, donned in a black, polka-dotted summer dress and white blouse, while her long locks were pulled at two buns upon her crown, flowing down in golden rivers, and to her slippered feet. How unique. An American, perhaps?

"Welcome to the Tobe Shrine," she formally addressed and shifted the broom within her grasp to a more presentable manner.

It was then that emerald locked with deep sapphire. A jolting sensation wracked her very core, causing a familiar tremor run up her spine.

Her thoughts immediately drew to one conclusion: 'The involvement of space and time? Is she from the Upper World?'

But no, the worlds were one, now. There was no continuum to force passed and cause such a jostling feeling to overcome her.

Her chest heaved, while the flutter of butterflies suddenly arose within her stomach. A whisper of hope chimed in her heart. Was she one of the Magical King's messengers?

Doubt washed over her in waves, finding the rational false. If the girl were a Heavenly Being, it was likely she would have recognized her right away, seeing as Munto had explained how the Girl of Destiny was so well known within the Heavens.

And yet…

This high schooler was definitely not a wandering American or a rare customer. She was someone special. Yumemi could tell, for there was an aura about her, glowing and bright; one that was so warm and comforting, it took almost all of her strength to not lean in and towards her, as a moth does a flame.

Her presence was like Munto's; the fire haired man she had come to cherish so, above the clouds around them.

"Is… Is there anything I can help you with?" Yumemi inquired, after taking a shuttering breath, and forced a smile upon her quivering lips…


The blonde was about to turn around and head home, when a soft voice drew her back. Turning to face the shrine maiden, clad in the usual white and red attire, Usagi gave a light tilt of her head. How had she missed the girl a few feet away before? She didn't exactly blend in with dark wood of the shrine behind her.

"Thank you," she stated warmly, lips tugging into a smile. It was nice to be treated as a guest, rather than a nuisance like she was at Rei's. Thinking of the raven-haired maiden stole the smile from her lips. Perhaps she really should have invited one of them along…

It was then her cerulean locked with emerald. There was a familiar tugging sensation, before everything began to feel at odds with itself. Exactly like the time she had traveled to the future, or when she took notice of Pluto's unwavering gaze. Had this girl also stepped through time?

No, that wasn't right; at least not entirely. Something below the girl's outer shell felt different, and yet so connected with the environment around them. That, up until now, had felt rather peaceful. But the longer she took notice to the weird energy, the more Usagi found herself confused on just where exactly she had found herself.

Finally, the girl before her broke the unending silence. Allowing Usagi to tear her gaze away just as the world began to spin. Who ever this girl was; she was important to this place and the town.

"I…I was just on a stroll," she finally admitted, flicking her gaze to any place but the girl's emerald eyes. Trying to appear like a normal customer who was interested in all the things around her. "What is this place called?"

When she was sure her eyes wouldn't meet Yumemi's, her eyes found their way back. It was probably wiser to get away from the girl, whom seemed to radiate a power vastly different from her own. Instead, however, Usagi found herself stepping closer.


"This is the Tobe Shrine," Yumemi patiently repeated for the girl's query, taking into consideration that she must have not heard her the first time. She referred to the hovering nickname, which was granted by the catastrophic events, eight months ago. "Also know as the temple Touched by the Gods."

Despite the fact that the temple has had some lively activity, due to the addition Gntarl had made with the remaining talon carcasses of his Island Ship, many people were still fearful of what interactions would bring. Not only from of the rumors, which Ichiko had mentioned, about the spirits and strange lights, but because of the Heavenly attack, itself.

It was not just their town of Kyoto, which had been shaken by the Admiral's blind attempt, but the people as well. There was always an air of caution, when neighbors discussed of that cold December. Many had died in the name of their—now open—future.

Besides her family and handful of budding friends, the group who had witnessed Munto whisked her away to the skies above; no one knows the importance of her role, as the Girl of Destiny. However, that did not mean she heard whispers behind her back, about her working at the 'creepy shrine' with the 'geek boy;' some newer students would even think her as being 'possessed,' because of her dazed persona.

Speaking of which… Yumemi caught herself with her head in the clouds once again, and brought herself back to Earth in a blink; realizing how rude she must appear to her rare customer—it would bring even less activity!

The blonde apologized with a slight blush and gave a polite bow. "Ah, I'm terribly sorry. There are talismans and other various items located over there, if you're interested," she indicated to the gift shop on her left, to where her two childhood friends, Ichiko and Suzume, were taking their shift.

"If you have any more questions, or would like a tour, please don't hesitate to ask," she ended with a crescent of a smile…


"Temple Touched by the Gods…" she repeated with an undertone of awe.

Looking around, it was hard to feel comfortable. Every fiber in her being seemed to call out to the odd power, wishing to know its secrets, yet recoiled from its whispering response. Despite the heat, a shiver ran up her spine. Never in her life had she felt so out of place.

Half dazed with distinct misplacement, Usagi was startled by Yumemi's sudden spoken apology. Making her jump.

Turning her gaze to the girl, Usagi shook her head. "There is no need to apologize, miss….?" her voice trailed, leaving more than enough room for a name, the underlying tone of question hopefully enough to draw one forth.

Usagi's eyes shifted in the direction the other blonde pointed out. Setting upon the two girls that gave a hearty wave. For a moment she felt normal again, offering up a smile of her own and a gentle wave. They seemed nice. Obviously a good group to keep around. Yet when she focused in on both of them, her mind turned to chaos. There it was, again! A ringing, no singing, no… a note of… It was lost.

Shaking her head, to clear it, Usagi closed her eyes to the now spinning world. Lightly panting, she forced a smile upon her lips.

"C-could I perhaps have a tour? I would love to learn of these pillars…" she trailed, though her complexion seemed to take on a sheen, losing some color.

She was going to be sick.


It was then that the girl noticed the pallid completion her customer had gone under. Distressed, she placed the broom in her left palm, and took a step forward, offering balm words and comfort, "Are you all right? You don't look well…"

The pigtailed blonde gave a reassuring smile. Yumemi knew it was forced, for it did not reach her sapphire irises.

"C-could I perhaps have a tour? I would love to learn of these pillars…" was her timid inquiry.

'She's pushing herself,' Yumemi concluded, while a determined glint hardened in her emerald gaze. She decided to comply at her request, but knew to keep a keen eye on her.

"Of course. I'm Yumemi. This way, please," she introduced with a bow, and set the bamboo sweeper aside and against one of the wooden walls. They made their way with gradual, pittering footsteps, while their stride grated against the cement and fallen leaves.

"Originally, the Tobe Shrine was built on a large rock bed," she started, "which has been owned by the Tobe family for over five hundred years."

Wearily, her customer dragged on.

"However, it wasn't until recently, that it has been honored with the name Touched by the Gods."

She paused when they came to the engraved memento left by Gntarl's ship. It held a sacred rope wrapped around the massive rock's width, in means of acknowledgement to its power and awed respect.

"This here was a… token brought down by the Heavens," she repeated in a monotone voice. Yumemi hated twisting her words, but this is what she was advised to do for outsiders—what the news presented—to mask the catastrophe in a positive sense.

"There are seven in total, amongst our city, where the Gods attempted to carry us out to the skies above," she pointed to the splotches of clouds shrouding their heads. "We do not know of the reason, but our town counts it as a blessing…"

A shiver ran up her spine at the memory, as she then cast her yearning gaze to the other world…


"It's a pleasure to meet you, Yumemi-chan. I'm Usagi…" she trailed, following the girl with little protest. The blonde did her best to listen, nodding here and there throughout the explanation and history. However, the sudden monotone brought her full attention.

"Please…" Usagi's eyes returned to Yumemi, shimmering with a hardened reserve. "Let's not mask this as something ordinary, or call the events a blessing…" there was an underlying plead to her tone.

That event had caused more calamity than the girl before her could comprehend. For Usagi and her friends, so directly tied to the protection of this planet, had felt the energies of those fallen leaving this world. And Mamoru, whose very life was tied to this precious sphere, had fallen ill for days. His body reflecting the pain the Earth had suffered.

Once again her cerulean orbs found their way to the rock. Before she had been so focused upon what the girl was saying, and ultimately not passing out, that she had missed that all too familiar ringing. Usagi's balance faltered, causing the girl to take a step back in an attempt to regain it.

The ringing grew in intensity, until the blonde felt she would scream. That's when the sensation ran through her. Almost identical to all the times she had faced another threat of dawning darkness. A familiar, ear splitting, chord of discord. Against her will, her body took a step forward, arm lifting to offer up her hand to the stone.

"Usagi, don't!"

The familiar voice cut through the fog in her mind, breaking her free of whatever had pulled her forward. Eyes widening, she could only stare at the fingers that were mere inches from the rock's surface. Recoiling, Usagi caught on her own foot, sending herself into a rather ungraceful trip to the ground. Or that's where she should have been.

Instead, a pair of strong arms supported her weight, the dark tone of the skin confirming her previous assumption.

Tilting her head back, Usagi could only offer a rushed breath, "Setsuna-san."

The elder woman gave a stern nod of her head, helping the younger to her feet. When Setsuna was assured that her Princess was well enough to stand without support, she turned deep red irises to the small girl a few feet away. One glance revealed all she needed to know, the contours of space and time reverting and twisting wherever this girl's physical body happened to touch.

Akuto. A power long since forgotten and strained within this new world. So this was the outcome to the future she had foreseen many, many years ago.

Setsuna lowered her tall frame in a rigid, well practiced bow, long strands of deep green slipping over the expanse of her shoulders. Holding her position for a few breaths, the woman straightened to tower over the two girls once again.

"Please correct me if I am wrong," she began, keeping her tone refined and distanced. "You are Hidaka Yumemi, am I correct?" the woman inquired, flicking her eyes up and down the blonde's form before continuing, "The Girl of Destiny is perhaps a title more appropriate to our current situation."

Beside her, Usagi's blue gaze shifted between the two, delicate hand reaching to grip at the fabric of her sleeve, "Setsuna-san, what do you mean by—" looking to the younger girl, Setsuna's lips pulled into a smile.

"The events that transpired in this town, eight months prior, are due to this girl's power. It is she, who connected the Heaven's and Earth together, in order to achieve the harmony that has long since eluded the two races. We owe her our gratitude for resolving the events in such a way that only few had to pay the toll for past sins," she explained with ease, watching as her Princess seemed to withdraw into herself. Processing the information.

"However," the distant polite nature was pushed aside, as her orbs took on a hardened, cautioning sheen. "I can not allow you to take one step closer to Usagi."

As predicted, her Princess lost all sense of her own safety, protesting her abrupt cruel words. "Yumemi-chan has done nothing wrong! She is not a threat, not an enemy. We are in a time of peace!" she cried, trying her hardest to portray what the woman already knew to be ignorant bliss.

"Princess," her voice was clipped, causing the odango haired maiden to cease her movements. "I cherish your ability to only see the good around you. However, you are naive to believe no harm will come to you in this town. What you felt moments before is not an event to merely scoff at. The power laying dormant behind the space-time continuum is a threat to your safety," she explained, watching the two girls closely.

"And this girl is a piece to the key that could unlock a chain of events that would only put you, and your future, in further danger. I can not allow her a step closer."


Usagi's plea jostled her, while unease churned in the pit of her stomach. She knew of the truth?

All was pushed aside, when Yumemi took note of the blonde's worsening completion. Her chest heaved for air, as she failed to regain her faltering balance.

It was then that she saw it, the fluctuating in Usagi's aura. The hairs upon her nape rose at the sudden escalation of static; like white noise.

'Danger is near!' her mind frantically screamed, in warning.

There, all around, the Akuto rippled, if only for a moment. Yet, no one appeared, as she had anticipated.

She took a glance to the Heavens and begged for assistance.

With a thundering heart, Yumemi attempted to grasp her befallen customer, who was about to take purchase on the holy rock—knowing she couldn't touch it, herself—but was stopped by another.

A woman, addressed as Setsuna, came to help Usagi to her feet. The ruby of her eyes was scrutinizing, hard, and overall, foretelling. She had the wise gaze of a Prophetess; one with the gifted sight, like Ryueri's. Her presence radiated of strength and ancient power.

Yumemi jumped with the sun-kissed beauty bowed to her, taken aback even more so, when she addressed her as the Girl of Destiny. She flicked her emerald gaze to the blonde, who looked just as surprised as she. Setsuna explained the events of Heaven and Earth to them with great knowledge, of how she merged both worlds, eight months prior.

'H-how does she know this?'

Her breath bated when the woman then claimed her as a threat. She was moved by Usagi's defense, which came to her aid, despite being a total stranger.

Understanding gradually dawned upon her. That was why she felt so drawn to her. She was like Munto, one with great compassion. The fire within her heart was strong.

"…What you felt moments before is not an event to merely scoff at. The power laying dormant behind the space-time continuum is a threat to your safety," Setsuna coldly explained.

"And this girl is a piece to the key that could unlock a chain of events that would only put you, and your future, in further danger. I can not allow her a step closer."

A gasp escaped her. It was not over?

"What do you mean?" Yumemi exclaimed. Fear noosed around her neck and pulled, making it difficult to breathe.

"I don't understand! Why haven't I felt anything before this?" her voice shook ever so slightly. "Everyone should be safe now, right? The imprisoned spirits have been appeased now, right? The space-time continuum—"

Her fretting inquiries were cut short when a familiar sensation overcame her. Moons of green desperately searched the island-filled skies above, all senses drawn to finding her second-half. The air then became charged and crackled with energy, while the unmistakable whirl in her ears unveiled his yawning descent.

A storm of emotions suddenly washed over her. All that she has bottled up, all that she has yearned for; the months of waiting… Finally, the promise they had made could now be fulfilled. A jarring sob was brought forth from her constricted throat.

One single thought whispered in her mind: 'He's here.'

There was then an explosion, which shook the very Earth, as the heady smoke and scattered debris gradually died down with his booming entry. The sweet scent of magic curled around them like a caramel aroma.

Yumemi's quaking hands fell from shielding her face and unto her breast, to grab hold of the ring hidden beneath the cotton of her gi. She turned to view the man before her.

His broad shoulders were garbed with a cape of white, while crimson leather adorned his lithe frame. Maroon straps fastened the open bindings of his shirt, which cascaded down to end at the dip of his sternum. His belts kept the tight garment in place, as the silver buckles cradled a decorative emerald around his sharp hips.

The firelocks of his hair were just the same, wild and ever flowing. Yet, his spirit, the kindled burning of his flame, felt different, established, in a sense, with a certain awakening. The preparations, which he left as a mere mention in their departure, must have sought him well.

"Munto…" she whispered, like a prayer.

The Magical King turned at her bidding and locked the molten of his gaze with her emerald. He gave a nod of acknowledgement and murmured her name affectionately in return.

Relief settled in his chest. She was safe. The sudden outcry of her heart had him drop everything and skyrocket to Earth. His worry grew tenfold, whence noting the disruption of space-time take part to the prefecture she was bound to.

It was then that his pointed ears caught a pair of frantic footsteps. His body constricted in anticipation, as he recognized that it was Yumemi's two friends, Ichiko and Suzume, making their way to the area.

"Yumemi! Are you all right?! We heard an explosion and—" the tomboy's worried tone hardened with loathing. "It's you—!"

"Stay back!" Munto swept a hand out in emphasis, but kept his unwavering bullion on the woman before him. The steel in his voice left no room for protest. "That is an order! Take the boy and stay inside. It is dangerous here."

Both girls cast their worried expressions to Yumemi, who bobbed her head in agreement. They reluctantly obeyed his curt demands and retreated.

"You better keep her safe, idiot!" Ichiko called out. His lip quirked upward at the irony of her giving him commands. However, the grin fell too soon, as it was then masked in the stoic face of authority.

Munto's bare arm was brought aside, to shield the girl in a protective manner. He did not need to be told of such an action; it was in his very nature.

"Woman," he gravely addressed to Setsuna. "Answer me this: How do you have the power of an Outsider? Gas has left the Heavens under my hand."


A/N: [12.24.12]
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