Hey, I saw your profile and saw you did requests, and would like to make one. It can be a oneshot or you can expand it, if you want. The fic is an AU where Usagi and Mamoru are married for a year and on the day of their anniversary, Usagi meets Luna and becomes Sailor Moon, and she has to fight a youma when there is a dinner scheduled. Meanwhile, Mamoru becomes Tuxedo Mask who feels the need to protect this new hero. Both of them have feelings for one another at first sight but they don't know each others identities so it will create conflicted feelings with their spouse.

Sorry if it is complicated. I hope you like it.

Sincerely
-Magic713

Usagi sighed, looking down at the basket for the third time and wondered how long it could possibly take to ring up a few purchases. The line hadn't moved in several minutes, and at this rate she would never get home in enough time to finish the treat she was making for their anniversary. She wasn't the best at baking, or cooking, so the tended to eat out a lot, but he loved it when she made salted caramels.

Mamoru was a good man, and a good match for her. He was steady and quiet where she was wild and loud, but together they made a wonderful team. Tonight was their anniversary. She threw a few boxes of chocolate covered mints into the basket just in case. Her husband had a hidden love for chocolate. Her purchases were finally rung up and she hurried the three blocks to her apartment.

At least, she hurried for two blocks. And then she had seen the poor cat, all tied up with string to a tree, with a Band-Aid across her forehead and over the pads each of her paws. 'Poor thing!' she thought, and rushed to help the feline, who at first, in terror, clawed at her. She pulled the band-aids off her feet first, knowing it was safest to do so when her claws had a short reach. She took off the one on her forehead next, murmuring to the poor creature that it would be alright.

Finally she pulled out her nail clippers and cut the tangled string off the feline, stand by strand. It took several minutes and she continued talking as it seemed to sooth her. Finally, she put one arm under the cat so she wouldn't fall when she was freed, and cut the last several strings. The cat instantly leapt away and ran up onto the top of a fence. "I'm sorry someone did that to you," Usagi said sadly. "Just remember not all people are bad." She turned, picked up her bag, and walked home.

They lived on the second floor in the apartment building and Usagi went up the stairs that led to her balcony. She didn't see the cat following her. She went into the kitchen and got to work making the treats her husband loved so much. It was hot work, and a bit sticky, so after she had finished and set them out to cool, she took a shower and changed into her dress. Mamoru liked to take her out for special occasions, and she wanted to look beautiful for him.

It took another thirty minutes to do her hair and make-up and she realized that she still had another hour before he would be home. She used that time to make up the pretty boxes for the candy, and wrap them in wax paper. She put the boxes in the fridge to finish cooling.

There was a scratching sound at the door and she opened it to find the little black cat. "Well hello," she said. "Did you follow me home?"

"Yes," said the cat. "I wanted to thank you for helping me, and ask for your help again."

Usagi sat down hard on the kitchen floor. "Okay, this is not happening. I must be asleep. That makes sense. This is a dream!"

"I'm afraid not. My name is Luna. I've been searching for you for a long time. I have a present for you." And one little paw pushed forward a golden brooch with a crescent moon etched on the front.

"Um, thanks, it's really pretty." She picked up the brooch. "Wait, this is gold! How can a cat afford a brooch made of gold? This is a crazy dream."

"Like I said, not a dream. Raise the brooch and say 'Moon Prism Power Make Up!'"

Shrugging, because after all, it was just a dream, Usagi did as the cat suggested. And she was lifted into the air as her clothing disappeared and fuchsia ribbons shot out of the brooch and around her body forming into a short-skirted fuka. The shirt was blue, and there was a red bow across the chest, where the brooch had attached itself.

Suddenly she heard a very familiar voice screaming. It was coming from little red hair pieces inside her buns, and she raced out the door to find Naru, her best friend. OSA-P Jewelry had passed to her friend the year before when her mother had retired, and from what she could hear in her head, someone Naru had thought was an ordinary employee was attacking her. She raced for her friend as fast as she could.

Mamoru was driving home from work when a sudden pain and clutch of fear hit him. A rose appeared in his hand instantly, and in a second he had transformed, into a tuxedo wearing freak show, he thought grimly as he parked the car and stepped out. He had to get to the person who was afraid, somehow... He wished he could leap over buildings, and as soon as he had the thought, that was exactly what he was doing.

He reached the OSA-P store to watch a blonde woman, with hair oddly like his wife's, yelling "I am Sailor Moon, and in the name of the moon, I'll punish you." She began a campaign of fighting and dodging, stumbling and blind luck. Whatever it was she was fighting threw attack after attack, but she was determined, and several times he had to throw roses, which appeared out of nowhere, to stop a blast of dark energy from hitting the beautiful woman.

'Now where did that thought come from.' he wondered. Had to be the hair. It just reminded him of his wife. That's all it was.

He ended up having to lunge for her as a particularly large blast came from the side. He heard her whisper a breathy thanks, and she got back up, a little more slowly, obviously in discomfort.

"Throw your Tiara!" came another voice, but he didn't see anyone, just a little black cat. The blonde woman pulled off her tiara and shouted "MOON TIARA ACTION!" She threw it, and it became a round blade, which pierced the monster. Remembering his wife waiting for him at home, probably waiting and worried, and he disappeared into the shadows and leapt back to his car. As soon as he was safely inside, the 'thing' that had made him transform seemed to disappear.

He drove fast, trying to figure out what the hell had just happened to him. He pulled into their assigned space and raced for the door of the apartment, only to find it empty. Shit! he thought. He'd pissed her off. He opened the fridge to see the little boxes she always created when she made his favorite salted caramel and felt like the worst kind of jerk imaginable. He felt like he was a horrible husband, not even bothering to call. And worse, he'd thought the moon woman was beautiful.

He wished he'd gotten her a better gift. It was only a charm for her bracelet. A pair of dumplings... which he thought was funny, and maybe sweet, because it had been his first nickname for her. His Odango Atama, back when she was just fourteen. He had an idea...

'Crap, crap, crap!' thought Usagi as she walked up to the building. He was going to be so mad. She'd stopped at the store to pick up his favorite, and very expensive, brand of coffee as a cover for why she was late. She'd had to stay long enough to make sure Naru was okay, but had left as soon as an ambulance arrived.

Lost in thought for a moment, she paused. That man who saved her was so handsome, just like her husband with dark hair and deep blue eyes. She wished she knew his name. 'Oh, well,' she thought, 'I'll just call him Tuxedo Kamen.' Wait, had she just thought of another man being handsome? She gave a frustrated, angry groan, calling herself horrible names.

She walked into the house, but Mamoru didn't seem angry. He was holding two dozen roses, and looked a little flushed, but happy. So she smiled at him, and held up the bag. "I just couldn't resist getting you one more present," she told him.

Neither understood why the other was more loving and attentive than ever that night. But as they blissfully faded from their haze of lust, both drifted into shadowed dreams, of a prince and a princess, two kingdoms on the brink of destruction from an ancient evil, and the death of someone precious.