Disclaimer: I don't own sailor Moon

AN: Based on a request...


The Fence
An Identity Reveal Story


Usagi wondered how long she had been here, miserable, cold, and exposed. It had to have been a year... Maybe two, or a decade. Three decades... A million years... And she was HUNGRY! She wished she had a cell phone, but her mother said she didn't "show enough responsibility." Seriously, just because she misplaced her homework on occasion, and okay she generally couldn't get to school on time... or wake up on time. But what was a girl to do?

It balanced out right? With the whole saving the world thing?

She didn't have a watch, but it had to have been at least an hour... right? She wondered where Luna was. Her voice was hoarse from screaming for help, but if Luna came and found her she could go get... Oh, wait. No. No one could find out she talked. Although... Mamoru had heard her once, so maybe he wouldn't pass out if she sent a cat to - NO! She was not going to that... that... JERK!

"Wow Odango," said a voice rumbling with laughter. "You sure know how to get into trouble."

Just my luck! she thought wildly wishing she could run away. As much as she wanted to scream and yell, Usagi very calmly said, through tightly clenched teeth. "Mamoru-baka could you please help me."

"I don't know Odango," he drawled. "With you stuck in the fence, there'd be nobody slamming into my chest every morning. Might be nice to walk to school unmolested."

Usagi kicked her feet up and down on the cracked asphalt in frustration, still clenching her teeth closed. She couldn't say a thing or he might not help her, and it was dark now. She wished the Youma had been closer to her house, but she couldn't help where she ended up in this side of town.

Unfortunately, while she'd been trying to help a puppy get loose from this side of the fence where his collar had gotten caught and was choking him, she gotten stuck herself, only this was worse. Her head and shoulders and one arm were on one side of the fence, but from chest down was on the other, and she was on her hands and knees, wearing her school uniform which thankfully covered much more than her fuka. Her hair was horribly trapped in the fence, and something was holding her on the bottom too. Maybe her broach, or more hair.

"No good deed goes unpunished," she growled under her breath. "See if I help the next puppy!" She would of course. She always would. There was no way she could turn away from anyone who needed help, person or animal. But now she was going to have to sit here and listen to Mamoru tease her for however long he decided was appropriate before acting like n actual human being.

"How did you manage this one anyways? Did you think maybe your brain was on the other side?" Mamoru jeered.

She kept silent. If she spoke to him out loud she'd scream and then be stuck here and it was dark and cold. She wanted out! She tried, so hard, not to cry, but great big silent tears coursed down her facem and she shook with silent sobs. He was being so mean, and she just wanted to go home!


Mamoru felt like a complete ass. The poor thing was crying because of what he'd said. Why did he always have to be such a jerk to her? He knelt down beside her, or at least part of her, and began working her hair out of the fence without another word. It took nearly ten minutes before it was free, but then she still couldn't get out.

He got behind her, gabbed her hips, and pulled. But she only moved as far as the fence could sway before it pulled her back. He tried again, with more force, and all he got for his trouble was an erection that wouldn't quit as her hips slammed into his, and he pictured taking her like this. Several more attempts failed to do anything other than make him painfully horny.

Finally he told her to wait a minute and climbed the fence about three lengths away from her. Now kneeling in front of her, he had to wiggle his fingers in between her upper chest and bow and the jagged pieces of metal. He realized her entire upper chest was scratched and bleeding. And he'd been a total ass to her. He felt even worse. Especially since being so close to her cleavage, was turning him on even more.

"When was your last tetanus shot?" His gaze was on the rusty mental, and he worried he'd have to take her to the ER.

"I don't know. It was when the nail went through my foot. That was last school year, I think."

"Ouch!" That must have sucked, he thought. "Well if it was that recently I don't think you need to go to the hospital." He moved, shifting until he was lying on his side, so he could look under her. "Your brooch is caught." He worried about undoing it without actually sticking his fingers under her blouse, but he had no choice. The pin that held it went through the large bow and into the shirt itself. His fingers brushed her breasts and he blushed in the darkness.

Finally the pin was undone, and she held out her hand for the brooch with a whispered "thank you." He handed it to her, and she moved it... somewhere. He saw it one second and it was gone the next, much like when his roses appeared out of thin air. She tried again pulling herself free, and he helped her maneuver, but he had to face facts. He would be pulling her by the hips. Damn!

Once he had her held tightly he pulled, and she instantly bounced backward slamming her rear into his crotch again. He bit back a moan, and stood, reaching out a hand to help her up. He wondered what she was doing on this side of town as they walked in silence. His words to her kept repeating in his head on an endless loop.

"I'm really sorry about what I said Usagi." He heard a gasp and when he looked at her she had her mouth open in a large 'O' of surprise. He wondered what had ever made him treat her so badly. If he was honest he actually liked her as a person. She was funny and kind and smart, though she didn't seem to see it.

"Um, it's okay." She sighed. It's not like your wrong about the bumping into you part, but I have a hard time waking up, I don't actually get a lot of sleep... and I'm always late in the mornings, and it's like you're a magnet. I don't think, other than you, I've bumped the same person twice. And you're the only one I've bumped into at all since we met."

"Why don't you get a lot of sleep?"

"Well between the constant nightmares and the fight- I mean, yeah, nightmares."

He caught the slip, but didn't mention it. She was a puzzle alright, and the pieces didn't fit yet. "What are your nightmares about?" he asked finally.

"Um, there's this guy in them. And he loves me and I love him, but there's a war." her brow furrowed in concentration. "And this hideous woman attacks me, but he steps in front of me and takes the hit. He dies in my arms, and then I'm picking up his sword and I stab myself and I die. It hurts. Bad. At first I used to wake up screaming, but now I'm used to it I guess."

"That sounds so familiar. Was it a movie? The woman, did she have red hair to her waist? And if you looked up it was the earth in the sky, not the moon?"

Usagi nodded. "Yeah, but I don't remember seeing a movie about it. Must have been when I was younger."

"So why are you out this way?" Mamoru was curious. He'd fought a Youma less than an hour before he'd seen her, and had stopped on his way back in a bookstore he hoped had information on crystals.

"I, uh..." Usagi couldn't think of a reason. "I had something I had to... and then there was..." She gave a heavy sigh. "Can I just say I had a good reason?"

"Okay." He noticed she was shivering. It really was starting to get colder. He led the way to a café near the closest bus stop and pulled her inside. "Lets just wait for the bus in here." He gabbed himself a coffee and a hot chocolate for her.


"Can I see your book?" Usagi asked, noticing the book on gemstones sticking out of his pocket. "I promise I'll give it right back."

When he handed her the book she smiled her thanks and went to the glossary, hoping it had a silver crystal listed. She did find a silver crystal, amongst dozens of other colors, but it wasn't something special as the picture had several little ones. She also found the names of the Four Generals. She wished she had a pen so she could write everything down. She looked at the title again and decided she would get her own copy. She'd never thought of looking for the answers in a book.


Mamoru had retrieved their drinks and was watching her carefully. He noticed what she looked at, specifically that she searched for each thing, including the silver crystal and the names of the generals. He closed his eyes and superimposed an image of Sailor Moon over Usagi's face and nearly gasped aloud at his discovery. Usagi was Sailor Moon!

She hadn't the book back to him and he slipped it in his pocket. "I didn't know you were interested in gemstones. Do you know anything about them?"

"Not much. Mine is a pearl..." She laughed. "But it uh, caught my eye. How long for the bus?"

"If it's on time about three minutes," he said, and took her hand to draw her to the stop. To keep her warm he wrapped an arm over her shoulder. She didn't complain or stop him, so he just left it there until the bus came. She took a window seat and he slid in next to her, liking the feeling of her warm thing against his own. He could picture those thighs wrapped around his waist while he... He shook his head. Being a teenager had its downsides.

"Did you do that homework you were talking to Motoki about yesterday?" He asked. "You said it's due Friday right?"

"I started it, but I always get stuck on the types of words. What's the difference between a verb and an adverb? Nouns seem pretty easy... I really wish they would make it easier to understand. Did you struggle when you were learning English?"

"Oh yeah. They have these words that sound the same but mean different things. Drove me crazy. I hated the high school entrance exams because of them." He laughed. They talked until they reached their stop and he asked her to come to his apartment so he could clean her cuts. She looked down at her bloody upper chest and grimaced.

He lived on the eighteenth floor. His apartment was relatively small, but well designed, and the furniture was all new. she sat on the bathroom counter so he didn't have to stoop over her. The disinfectant stung, but she'd grown used to cleaning cuts and scrapes with alcohol, which was worse. He didn't say anything about her lack of reaction, but he added that to everything else he had figured out that night. He also noted the scratches were disappearing now that they were cleaned.

"These should probably be gone in about an hour if you heal as fast as me," he said, and waited to see her reaction. Her face went through several expressions. Surprise, confusion, irritation, realization, shock, horror, acceptance, and finally hope.

"Are you?" She asked excitedly, and he nodded. She made a flicking motion and her brooch appeared in her hand. He did the same and two tiny pink roses appeared. He smiled and attached them to her hair buns. "Oh thank God!" She whispered. "It all makes sense now."

He squinted at her. "What does?"

Usagi blushed a bright pink and looked at her feet. "Girl thing," she mumbled. And he understood. He lifted her chin and looked right into her eyes.

"Nope. Boy, girl thing." With that he lowered his lips and met hers gently. "I liked both of you too. It's the main reason I've been picking on you," he admitted. He was almost knocked over by her enthusiastic hug.

"Now, the big question is, should we tell Luna?" She said when she'd released him. He shuddered. The cat hated him, so he voted no. Eventually she agreed, but made him promise not to get mad if for some reason she had to spill. They talked about why they were looking for the Silver Crystal, and since both needed it to give to the princess they decided that they wouldn't let Luna's suspicious nature get in their way.

He walked her home, and offered to help her with her English homework so he could stay a while. And they became each other's world.