Twisted Fate

Summary: In an unfortunate twist of fate, in their reincarnation, Mamoru and Usagi end up as siblings but that doesn't stop their feelings or attraction. Hidden behind closed doors their relationship thrives but when Usagi is turned in Sailor Moon and the mysterious Tuxedo Kamen comes into a scene, things escalate. Can their relationship survive despite all these obstacles? An AU retelling of the first season.

Note: Usagi is 15 years old and Mamoru is 18.


A blaring alarm could be heard in the small, and dominantly pink, room. With a groan, a girl with incredibly long silvery blonde hair sat up in the small bed. She stretched and fell back on the bed. When she turned, her cerulean eyes fell on her alarm clock situated on her side desk she screeched.

"Damn, damn I'm going to be late!" Usagi Tsukino yelled as she shot out of her bed and threw herself at her wardrobe.

"Usagi!" she could hear her mother's shout, Ikuko Tsukino also had the same set of lungs she had, having the ability to scream like her, and so she could hear her easily.

"I'm up, I'm up!" she announced as she threw on the school uniform haphazardly and pulled up her hair in her signature pigtail style.

She was just an ordinary girl, with ordinary life which she loathed. She wanted to avoid school or go on adventure but in Juuban hardly anything ever happened. So she was stuck going to boring schools, which wasn't even engaging to her anyway.

Once she had perfected her signature hairstyle, she grabbed her school bag and shot down the stairs. She was racing towards the kitchen, mind on grabbing her lunch box and some breakfast when she smacked into a hard rock. She braced herself for meeting the floor, being too used to the notion, when she felt familiar arms catching her and pulling her against the said rock hard chest. She opened her eyes and looked up to find the royal blue eyes, almost shrouded by his ebony hair. Oh she knew him alright.

"Late again Odango," Mamoru Tsukino muttered with a smirk. Scowling stiffly she pushed him away and glared at him.

"Don't call me that! I'm ticked anyway because I am late!" Usagi looked away from him and folded her arms, not being able to stare at him any longer.

"Mamoru, don't pick on your sister, in fact go drop her off with your bike, the distance isn't too far anyway," Commanded Ikuko, looking at her son meaningfully.

"Oh do I have to? Doubt me bringing her on time will fix her late coming record," Mamoru teased, at this Usagi glared at him and clenched her fist. But Ikuko did not look amused, her glare intensified. Mamoru rolled his eyes but none the less caught Usagi's hand and pulled her along. He kept walking until they were outside of their house. He abruptly stopped once they were outside. He looked both sides and then pushed her against the wall. Usagi sighed and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. He nudged his nose against hers.

"Well what do you know, your plan actually worked, how did you guess she would ask me to drop you off?" Mamoru muttered, his voice now gentle, softer tone compared to the brash tune he had, only few minutes ago in front of their mother.

"Lucky guess…" Usagi muttered back as she ran her hand through his hair "Although still anyone can see us," worry laced in her tone as she looked down. Mamoru caught her chin and pulled it to make sure she was looking at him once again.

"That's a risk I am currently willing to take right now."

Whispering those words he leaned over and pulled her forward into a kiss. When their lips met she sighed, at the familiarity and warmth she felt. She tugged on his hair to pull him closer as she kissed him back with the same passion.

She was just an ordinary girl with ordinary life but she was in love with the one man she couldn't have.