AN: Hello, welcome to my story.

I do not own any of the characters. Just the wishful thinking behind the event written in the story. This is my first ever story about Sailor Moon. English is not my first language, so please bear with me.

"You know what happens when you dream of falling?

Sometimes you wake up.

Sometimes the fall kills you.

And sometimes, when you fall, you fly."

Neil Gaiman

Chapter 1

Foolishly numb

"I'm leaving. In minutes, I'll be a star, burning myself to get back home….and far away from her…and her shine…So I watch her, carve every memory. Everything, just as it is. And I realize this is the reality I never wanted to believe. My princess, my two best friends and my home waiting for us…and all I can think of is that I want to kneel and put myself in her hands. For me…it does feel like an end. I'm a pathetic fighter if I can't even enjoy my win."

"Just don't look at me like that Odango. Let my eyes go. Baka Seiya. No, Fighter! This is who I am now and forever. You have no idea, Odango, do you? You completely, absolutely, totally ignorant, perfect, pure angel. Hm! I'm so stupid. I can't even blame you the way I feel I should."

"Mamoru-san, take good care of her. It's just some words, from some guy." Take care of her …for me, he says and then changes into what he is, a female senshi, ready to go home.

"They are leaving. …HE IS leaving. In a couple of minutes…kamy sama…these shooting stars will burn. He already burns. Why do you burn this way Seiya?"

The two senshi groups stood on the roof top. Face to face, to force a good bye after a long battle. They could have waited a little longer. But the sky doesn't wait, and the newborn star seeds are home already. So…this is it. And the wind goes by, and in between there is nothing more than words. Seiya says his part, perfectly. Usagi says her lines…and then there is the end. Or is it?

"Why do you say that Seiya? You look so sad. I don't want you to leave. You are all welcomed here. Stay…And all these memories, the way I confused you for HIM, the way you've always been there for me…We didn't had time to …upff! I wish I could have more time to say thank you. More time…But you have a home, and now everything will be ok. Ne Seiya?"

The few words of goodbye went quick. They knew maybe these are the last. At least one heart there was breaking with noise. And he hated it. With one more look, Seiya was gone. And with the light that overtook him, he felt his heart break.

With the moon coming closer and closer, at their speed, he heard the words "Arigatou…Seiya!" in Usagi's voice. Those words…coming from her, made the choice for him.

Something changed in him and in the course of his destiny. That change, unknown to him yet, was either good or bad, but the consequence of it was a huge headache. And that definitely was the worst thing imaginable when you are about to travel to another galaxy. Sailor Star Fighter stopped dead in her flight.

"Figther, what' wrong! Fighter!"

They were near the Moon. She couldn't fly anymore. Panic overtook and she trembled like a newborn. Princess Kakyuu put a hand on her heart. She felt her star dieing.

"Fighter…"

"Princess, what's with him?" said a scared Healer. "Come on you baka, we're going home. Answer me, hey!"

In his mind, Seiya assessed the situation. "I'm so lost. My stomach is a mess. It's like I'm empty and … and I laugh. Ah! This hurts!

It took just a second for the star to fall unconscious into his friends' arms.

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I follow her throw town. It's night. The streets are full and it smells like winter. I hate these clothes. I was never cold before. As a senshi, I was trained not to. But now I kind of want to call her so she would stop, because this game isn't so funny anymore. I don't know why I follow her and it is even stranger that my heart skips a beat every other second. I miss her face. She can hear my thoughts? She's turning around like a child, with her hands behind her back. She pirouettes on her tiptoes. And my heart stops, because it's her and this whole script comes into my mind like I've played it already.

"Did you follow me here?" she asks with a shimmer in her eyes.

"Who…me? Not a chance. You're not THAT important."

"Oh…so I'm not important. Just know you're not such a hot shot. Just an ordinary stalker."

"I'm hurt."

"You better be, you baka." I can feel the laughter before she ends the sentence. And I feel warm all of a sudden.

"But still, stalker or no stalker…am I good enough…Odango-atama?"

"…Seiya…"

I was scared of the answer as I put the question, but the way she stopped her laughter and came close to me never losing contact with my eyes gave me hope. And that little shade of pink in her cheeks was so endearing.

"So, am I good enough?"

"Yes, you always were."

I begin to think this is a cruel dream, because that was not the answer I knew.

She mingles herself with my clothes and not even the cold snow flakes on my face can remind me it's winter. I take her small hand; look around to see if our little spectacle had an audience and I'm happy it didn't.

I set a small pace, so she can keep up and we make our way home. Home?

I smile and by the look in her eyes she's intrigued. I keep quiet and look in the window of a shop across the street. I see two lovers slowly making their way home. She's a beautiful smiling blonde, radiating like an angel. Taller by a head or so, the lucky guy could be a pop star. Piercing blue eyes and a long dark ponytail. I give my cocky superior smile that says "I'm not impressed" and he gives it back to me. That's strange.

The lovely girl stops and faces him to fix his neck handkerchief. And I almost bump into the girl next to me. She's fixing my neck handkerchief too. I look over to the shop window and it hits me. That lucky guy it's me."

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Fighter wakes up confused, but the headache is gone.

"They look so scared around me. Gomene, Princess…but I can't come home. She is here. And I have another fight to win. And this one will make me feel like a winner," Seiya thinks and then laughs like a mad man. Then, little by little, he stops and puts a hand through his hair. His eyes become sad; sad like understanding you are never to be complete.

"I can't go home with you," he says, beaten, defeated, because it's not his choice. The choice has been made the moment he saw her, and has been sealed the moment he offered himself as hers, even if not good enough for now.

"What! Are you insane? Snap out of it, you stupid clown." Princess Kakyuu put a delicate touch on Maker shoulder to stop his shouting.

"I understand…Seiya! You will never return to us in this lifetime if you stay."

"Princess…" the two starlights screamed, unable to believe what was happening.

"You will never hear from us, or have the help of your senshi form. You are Seiya, a man by choice from now on. There are other rules to be considered, but I must return to our planet and seek the ancient books. I shall come to you in a dream to have our final word. Live well my dear Fighter."

Seiya smiles gently. It is his choice, and the words of his princess are painful, but not surprising. He knew this would happen. He looks at his two friends and tears come to his eyes.

"I'm so sorry I couldn't be with you to look at our long awaited home. Maker…Healer…we share forever the same blood."

"Fighter…NO, NO…is this for her? You leave us for her? Se never knew you existed as a man. Never had she loved you more than us. She loves the whole world, the whole universe…BUT NOT YOU. Do you see ME making a scene because of this? Just come home Fighter!" Maker was shaking his head, unable to believe what her friend was going to do.

Fighter had his eyes fixed on Earth, like bewitched. He heard Maker and felt the rage in Healer. But he couldn't choose now, could he? He was a man, in love not with the world or the universe, but just in love with HER. It was as sailor Uranus said it would be. For Seiya, the universe or peace wasn't important. It was just the thought of having her safe that made him go on.

A pain runs through his heart when Maker said the obvious. Usagi didn't love him, not any more than she loved the world. But love isn't like that, is it? He loved her…and that was enough to stop him from leaving. And the dream he just had…

"I feel hate Maker, Healer…Princess. I hate myself for what I am to do. But..."

"You know how much you will suffer…"

"Yes Princess…"

"I am sorry…Go, live forever as a man."

And with that, Kakyuu left, in light, to her planet, her tears tracing a rainbow behind her.

"Fighter…you really…you truly are doing this?"

"Mhm.", Seiya said with his hand behind his head, like a child embarrassed to be caught doing something that he was not allowed.

"Don't act like that you stupid …."

"Stupid man Yaten…I'm just a stupid man."

With tears in his eyes, Yaten left as a burning star.

"He will hate me even more now…"

"No Fighter, he loves you. We all love you. But I understand…sort of."

The two smiled and hugged.

"Take care. And…we will see each other again somehow…"

Saying that, Maker left in the same burning light, leaving a broken man behind.

"No Maker, we will not..."