Title

Fallen Embers

Disclaimer and Authors Notes: SM/FY Crossover! YAY! I've wanted to write one for a long time but I never really had an idea. I'll pretty much be following Usagi through it... parts on Yui and Miaka too, but mostly on Usagi. Hope you like! I'm using the Animerica Manga version of the names R&R!

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Usagi opened her bloodshot eyes and peered around the dark room. Everything was silent... all was still. A lone tear slid down her bruised face. Her eyes widened in fear as she realized what had happened. Mamoru lay on the floor about three feet from her. His hair was all messed up as well as his clothing. Her eyes narrowed. He groaned and rolled over. Frightened, she scooted back until she felt her back hit a wall... and proceeded to cry.

'Oh Mamoru... ', she thought angrily, ' how could you do this to me?' Another tear ran down her face. 'I'm sorry Mamoru... but for this... I can't forgive you.'

*flashback*

Usagi set the cake and plates down on the table. She strung the sign and stood back to admire her handy work. 'well... maybe not my handiwork... Mako-chan made the cake, Ami-chan made the banner on her computer, Rei-chan let me borrow her good china, and Minako-chan helped me decorate Ami-chan's sign... but it's the thought that counts, right?"

She only had seconds to ponder this as she heard Mamoru fumbling with the keys. He cursed several times trying to find the keyhole... words Usagi never even knew existed. As the door finally opened, he stepped in and dropped the bags. "Usako," he whispered, looking around.

"I hope it's not too terrible looking," she fiddled with her fingers. "I tried to make it perfect Mamo-chan, I really did," she looked as if she were about to burst into tears when she felt his arms slide around her.

"It's beautiful Usako. Arigatoo." he slurred. She raised an eyebrow questionably.

"Mamo-chan... you sound different."

"I feel different," he said, swooping down to capture her lips in a passionate kiss. Usagi almost immediately recognized the foreign taste in her mouth. 'Alcohol' she thought.

His lips slid down to her neck, tilting her head to the side. She took this opportunity to push him back. "Maybe I should leave." His eyes grew stern.

"No Usako," he said simply before beginning the kiss again and pushing her up against the wall. Her eyes widened in surprise and she began to thrash around violently, trying to get out of his grasp. He pulled away and slammed her against the wall, harder than before. "Play nice," she vaguely heard him growl as she began to lose consciousness. She held on as long as she could, enduring the stings and burns he was inflicting upon her. Her arms had gone numb several minutes before... then she blacked out.

Now she was feeling the beatings full-force.

She blinked away a few more stray tears when a velvety material brushed against her arm. She followed it up over what looked like a chair. She turned to look at Mamoru, who had now begun to snore soundly and began to slowly pull it off. Wrapping it around herself as if to ward off the fear surrounding her. Beneath it was a smooth piece of... something. She moved closer, just to see her own reflection staring back at her. The twin streams of golden hair had somewhat fallen and were sagging down by her ears, hair falling out of them every-which-way.

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Miaka concentrated on Yui's voice. She could feel Hotohori's life-force, Tamahome's love and Nuriko's strength. She could see her mother and her brother in her mind's eye... and Yui. 'I have to get... back to my world.'

A bright light shone and Miaka returned from the book, landing on one of the desks at her school. Yui's adventure was to begin. A blue light enveloped her and she found her way inside the book.

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'Miko...' a voice seemed to whisper. She looked throughout the room, finding no one, she went looked back into the mirror... and to her surprise, a man with flaming red hair looked back at her through the glass.

'Miko? I'm not a Miko. Tsuki no Hime, yes, but...' the man seemed to read her mind.

'I made a mistake bringing the Yuuki girl into the book. She has caused nothing but trouble and has even had the audacity to go to Tai Itsukun and ask to go back to her world.'

'Yuuki... where have I heard that name before?'

'I am very displeased with her. Tsukino Usagi.' When he said her name it seemed to be full of importance. 'Would you accept the responsibility? You would be taken from your world... possibly for a very long time.'

'Taken... from here... from Mamoru... I would never have to see him again...' a smile lit up her face. 'But the senshi...'

'The senshi will triumph as always. Your powers and responsibilities as Sailor Moon will just be passed on to the second in command. Senshi Venus will take over as the Queen of Crystal Tokyo with the rest of the senshi as advisors to the crown.'

'Demo... how did you know...?'

'That's not important. Do you accept?'

'...hai.'

'Very well.' The man closed his eyes and Usagi felt an aura of warmth radiating around her. She closed her eyes as she felt herself lift off the ground and move inside of the mirror. She opened her eyes just in time to see a large red peacock fly past her and back towards where she came from. The air became too light to breathe and she passed out.

Outside the mirror, exactly where Usagi had been sitting, a small red feather rested. It only sat for a few seconds before igniting into flames and catching onto the sheet.