Author's Note: This will be AU for Kingdom Hearts, parts of Sailor Moon as well. Fair warning in this fic Chibiusa/Rini is born when her mother is twenty-five making Asami three years older than her. Once again this is AU, purists, you have been warned so no whining.

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Prologue

In the midst of a beautiful city made out of crystal there is one Heart about to be swallowed by Darkness, one Heart so miserable, so lonely...yet no one noticed...no one cared. The owner of this Heart has platinum blonde hair, and midnight blue eyes, her name is Asami, first born princess of Crystal Tokyo, though you wouldn't know it. After her little sister was born Asami was forgotten...the much beloved Small Lady Princess Usagi had been born. The twelve year old princess stands stunned as her little sister is announced as the Inheritor for both her mother and father, she had long since lost the ability to speak up, to actually give voice to anything due to an assassination attempt. Ginzuishou, please, I can't take it anymore, send me away, and never allow them to remember I exist! I want to be Happy! I want to be Free!

The Maboroshi no Ginzuishou grants the wish of its former Heiress, using the power of the new Heiress to do so, and once its work is done refuses to shine for Heiress or Queen from thence on.

Chapter 1

Two years had passed since Asami's wish had been granted by the Ginzuishou, and she had landed on Destiny Islands. Being able to go to school with children her own age, to be a normal girl...she loved it. At the moment it was summer vacation, and all the teens were on the Play Island. A certain teen with spiky dark to chocolate brown hair can be found napping on the beach with Asami curled up with him. The spiky haired teen is named Sora, a teen whose personality was as open and accepting as the sky he was named for, with his beautiful dawn, his Asami safely in his arms. He had no way of knowing that their peaceful days would be ending shortly, no way of guessing that he and his girlfriend would end up travelling from world to world, sealing their Hearts to keep the Darkness from taking them wholesale.

" Sora, you lazy bum, wake up. "

Cerulean blue eyes slit open, " I did my portion already, 'Sami did hers, check by the raft, Kairi. " he mutters, unwilling to leave sleep's embrace just yet.

Kairi blinks, then again since Asami had arrived on Destiny Islands Sora had changed, not too much, but he had changed. It was with great reluctance that Sora separated from Asami at her home, and he makes the walk to his own at the end of the day. He walks past his mother without a word, and his father frowns. " Sora, how's Asami? "

Cerulean blue eyes light up at the question, but he shakes his head, " Ask me when she isn't here. "

No one on Destiny Islands would forget that day. A year after Asami had arrived Sora had gotten into a massive fight with his mother. Their voices had been heard for five blocks, and not even he could blame his son for how pissed he'd gotten. Misao really should have known better, Sora had, a month in advance mind you, made plans to hang out with Asami on the anniversary of the very day she'd appeared, and his mother had refused to let him go. Sora had stormed out after their fight, still spent the day with Asami, and stayed at Riku's place. He had also never spoken another word directly to his mother after that. Once Sora was in his room Misao lets out a shuddering breath, " Takuya. "

Chocolate brown eyes sear into hers, " No, you brought this on yourself, he is very much my son, Misao, and like all males in my family he knows Asami is his. He's the only one she's opened up to, hell, he's the only one that's actually taken the time to learn how to 'speak' her language. " Takuya still didn't know how he'd ended up on Destiny Islands, and if not for the fact that he'd been drunk when he hooked up with Misao...it was well known they weren't married. It burned Takuya that she'd ended up with custody, all because he refused to marry someone he didn't love. Sora had refused to set foot in his mother's home unless his father was there. Until then no one had realized he had inherited more than his looks from his father. Takuya shakes his head, and goes upstairs to his son's room, and he knocks softly, a muffled ascent of entry is granted, and Takuya slips inside, shutting the door behind himself, " Hey, really, how is Asami, Sora? "

Sora runs a hand through his spiky hair, " I just get this feeling that today is a bad day for her, but because I have to be home before fucking sunset is over…"

" You've got a good Heart, Sora. The only thing I don't regret from meeting your mother is that I got you out of it. " Takuya admits as he sits on his son's bed.

" Why is she so hellbent on keeping me from 'Sami? "

That broken question from his son just about killed Takuya, " I wish I knew, she's getting no sympathy from me, she made her damned bed, she can fucking well lie in it now. If I could have I would have taken you away from her before it all came to a head. For some dumbassed reason she was given custody when I refused to marry a drunken one night stand. Hell, she wouldn't be able to afford this house without me. "

Though Sora would deny it to his dying day he snuggles into his father, and Takuya wraps his arms around his only child, not knowing that the peaceful days were coming to an end, that he'd be reprising his role as the Warrior of Flame.

The next morning saw Sora leaving his home at dawn, grabbing a mango to eat on the way to Asami's place. He slips into the apartment given to her half an hour later, and replaces the necklace containing the key around his neck. He locks the door behind himself, and sets to work making breakfast for his girlfriend. His father was the best damned chef on the Islands, and Takuya had taught him everything he knew, and that included how to wield Flame as well. Not even Misao knew that particular information. It was the scent of papaya pancakes that roused Asami from her sleep, and the teen stumbles into the kitchen, her platinum blonde hair still tousled from sleep, with a skimpy tank top on, and a pair of shorts. Midnight blue eyes are still filmed over with drowsiness, and Sora guides her into a chair, " Morning, 'Sami. "

-Why are you a morning person?- is the signed question even as she yawns.

He places a stack of pancakes before her along with a cup of coffee, " You'd never get a home cooked meal then. You all right? "

Asami sighs, of course he had noticed. Yesterday had been her damned mother and little sister's shared birthday. Sora was the only one that could see when she was hurting, -Let's just say yesterday was a bad day all around.-

-Can't you trust me, even now?-

-It's not about trust, Sora, my all accepting Sky, it's just...unlike Kairi I remember.-

Sora lets her eat in peace though he was frowning. Was her past really that painful that she didn't want to talk about it? Asami stretches as her body finally starts to wake up fully, and then she goes over to Sora, -I need you to trust me. I can't tell you, but I can show you.-

He'd known Asami had magic, he and his father were Fire Elementals, but Asami she was different still, -You know I trust you with my very Heart, 'Sami.-

Asami spreads her hands wide, and Sora blinks as he takes in his new surroundings, watching as his girlfriend grows up, and how after her little sister was born she was shoved aside, the assassination attempt that left her voiceless, and the final straw, her little sister getting her birthright. The wish she made on the Ginzuishou...Sora finds himself speechless. His arms wrap around the shaking girl, showing him that had been hard for her, it opened up wounds that had just started to heal. He cradles her to himself, nothing was prying him away from her today, he just hoped Kairi and Riku would understand. He manages to get them over to the couch, and just holds her. Words wouldn't help her, not with this kind of deep emotional trauma. It was midmorning by the time Asami was ready to face the day, and Sora could feel lust thrumming through himself at a low burn at what she had chosen to wear.

She had on an orange crop top, red capris, and the crown jewelry set he had given her on their six month anniversary. He did relish in applying the sunscreen to her exposed skin, Asami did not tan, she only burned, hence why she was so religious with her application of sunscreen. She topped the look off with one of his over jackets though, this one blue and silver. Sora wouldn't have gotten it except for the fact that when he tried it on, and then modeled it for Asami he'd seen approval in her eyes. If she subsequently borrowed it, well, he had no complaints about that. He would admit to the fact that his dad might have had to pay for the jewelry set, especially since there were tiny sapphires embedded in the tips of the more feminine crowns. Asami had been born in September, making him slightly older than she happened to be.

Once on the Play Island Asami settles herself on a paopu fruit tree while Sora helps Kairi and Riku with the raft. Letting his girlfriend just relax was for the best after she had trusted him with her past, with the dark, festering wounds within her Heart. Wounds her own family had inflicted upon her. Wounds that were just now starting to heal, thanks to him. Once the work is finished on the raft Sora catches some fish for them to have dinner with, and grins when Asami provides him with the spices he needs. Asami curls into his side once he's done cooking, slowly eating her fish. Sora knew it was hard for her to be around others, and he understood why she loved being in school though. She could be anonymous for once, though she had no idea how to socialize with those her own age.

Kairi looks at Asami, Sora acted as her buffer, and he was also the only one that could interpret for her as well. Asami had taught Sora since he'd actually wanted to communicate with her in some way other than the written word. He'd say the word, and she'd sign it. It hadn't actually taken Sora long to learn either. Sora's not surprised when Asami's head drops onto his shoulder, today had been emotionally draining for her, " Riku, tell my dad I'm camping out over here tonight, preferably away from her. "

The other two wince, Sora really wasn't going to be forgiving his mother anytime soon. Once Kairi and Riku have left Sora shifts Asami into his arms fully, and heads for the Seaside Shack, grabbing a pillow, and a blanket before settling in for the night. The teen is startled awake by a soft silver glow, and then he comes awake fully when he sees the teeming masses of shadows pounding against the barrier Asami had up, " 'Sami, wha...how long…? "

A shrug is his answer since her hands were busy, and then his dream comes back to him. Without any thought he throws his right hand out, and a key shaped blade appears, the blade was silver and the hilt was gold, " The Kingdom Key. " Sora murmurs, almost entranced by it, and that was when Asami's shield broke. Sora steps in front of her, and slashes with his new weapon. Fire erupts from it and takes out several shadowy like beings with round, glowing yellow eyes. Sora's left hand twines with her right hand as they race out into the night, and Sora heads straight for the Secret Place. He never sees Riku get swallowed by Darkness, but he does get to see Kairi briefly, and then she sails intangibly through his body. A wave of Darkness slams into the young couple then, and Sora's grip on Asami tightens, no way in Hell was he losing her!

Both of them look up, horrified, " Asami, you got anything that can help? "

Petite hands clenched into fists at this question, her Heart quailing at the fact that she had no weapon of any sort. She had been deemed unworthy for senshi training. All she knew about her powers was what she had worked out on her own. She'd had no one to teach her. Sora deflects the attack coming towards them, " Hey, it's okay, we can do this, together. "

Asami nods, and then instinct has her body moving, shoving Sora out of the way of a massive energy attack. Silver light explodes out from her at the moment the attack connects with her. Oh, my dear great-granddaughter, it seems my daughter's foolishness infected her daughter as well. Rise, Princess Asami of Luna, your Knight needs you.

Sora could feel his Heart clench in despair as he rolls to a stop, and then Asami was there again, whole, and gloriously alive. In her hands was a midnight blue stave with a silver crescent moon at the top. Sora's relief at seeing Asami hale and hearty was so profound he almost passed out from it. Instead his Kanbara genetics kick in, and he races for his girlfriend. He could feel the moisture in the air coalescing, and instinct has him calling on the Flames he inherited from his father. Water and Fire mesh together, and slam into the massive shadow creature Sora had fought in his rather lucid dream a day ago. The creature is sucked up into a black hole in the sky, and the teens find themselves being sucked up as well. Sora's left hand lashes out, and he laces his fingers with Asami's, and manages to pull her to himself. Asami wraps her arms around him just as he loses his grip.

Traverse Town:

Takuya Kanbara shakes his head woozily, and then Agunimon directs him to a nearby alleyway. Chocolate brown eyes widen even as Takuya closes the distance between himself and his son. Seeing Asami held tightly to his only child has him half sobbing half laughing in relief. Sora would never recover if he were to lose his beautiful dawn. " Sora, buddy, time to wake up. Come on, I need you to wake up, Sora. "

It was the urgency in his tone that roused Sora from his exhaustion, the Kingdom Key was waiting inside his Heart to be called on again, he had no idea where Asami's stave went. " Where the fuck are we? " Sora asks, not awake enough to filter himself.

Takuya chuckles, " Not too sure about that, bud. Can you carry Asami or do I need to? "

Sora winces as he somehow manages to get back to his feet, Asami in his arms in a princess carry, " I highly doubt you'd get away with that right now. "

Takuya blinks at this statement, and then steadies his son when he sways, noticing he was running hotter than usual, " Sora, how much of Flame did you use? "

Sora shakes himself, even as he sways into his father further, " Shadows on the Play Island, massive fight, talk more later, need sleep. "

Takuya frowns, but manages to get them to a hotel. Sora stumbles his way over to a bed, and collapses on it, barely avoiding crushing Asami. Takuya takes their shoes off, and covers them with a light sheet. Only concentrated use of Flame would up his son's body temperature like that. At least his son had two more years of normality before Destiny came calling for him.

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, Kingdom Hearts, or Takuya Kanbara. Just borrowing Takuya to be Sora's father.