Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this story taken from the anime/manga Sailor Moon. All characters taken from said anime/manga belong to their original creator Naoko Takeuchi.

WARNING: Hardcore Michiru(Michelle) and Mamoru(Darien) fans beware! You're probably not gonna like this fic. You've been warned, so don't bitch at me later.

Usagi- Serena (Sailor Moon)

Mamoru- Darien (Tuxedo Mask)

Ami- Amy (Sailor Mercury)

Rei- Raye (Sailor Mars)

Makoto- Lita (Sailor Jupiter)

Minako- Mina (Sailor Venus)

Chibiusa- Rini (Sailor Chibi Moon/Sailor Mini Moon)

Setsuna- Trista (Sailor Pluto)

Michiru- Michelle (Sailor Neptune)

Haruka- Amara (Sailor Uranus)

Hotaru- Hotaru (Sailor Saturn)

"English"

The battles were over, every single one had been won by the Moon Princess, the future queen of Silver Tokyo, and her faithful Sailor Soldiers. Peace was once again restored to the universe as so upon Earth where the princess and her soldiers resided. Yet something was wrong, they all felt it; a faint feeling of disturbance constantly nagging at their very beings. It was always there but none of them knew what it was. Not one suspected that this faint feeling of disarray in the steady balance of life could completely knock destiny off its set course.

They were blinded by the need for peace in their lives. Blinded by the thought that the battles were over and they could finally live their lives like normal people, like normal girls. They thought it was all over and it was finally time for them to rest, finally time to just sit back and let fate—a future they already knew would come—take its course. They never suspected that one last battle, a battle that would alter the very destiny of the future queen and her soldiers, was about to be fought. Nor that when it comes to destiny, to the future, to love nothing is ever a certainty…

Chapter One

A Betrayal to Fate

Your heart began to be scorched, and there was a smell of it.

It was the end of your dream, and the start of everything…

-Moments by Ayumi Hamasaki

Night had fallen over the city of Tokyo; twinkling stars spotted the dark black and bluish sky above, accompanied by a luminous crescent moon that glowed brilliantly. It was a beautiful night, clear and peaceful, showing no sign that anything was out of the ordinary. But there was still an ominous feeling that the small group of girls that occupied the little bedroom in the local shrine couldn't seem to shake. What was worse, Setsuna had quietly made contact with every single one of them, out of the blue, demanding a meeting and begged the other soldiers to keep it secret from their princess. What it was about no one could say, but judging by the urgency she had spoken with to each of the girls it couldn't be anything good.

The soldiers were worried, but still for the most part they pushed their enormous feelings of foreboding to the side, forcing them to be simple dull nagging. None of them could imagine what sort of trouble could be coming. True things like this, feelings like this had come to them in the past and, had been closely followed by some sort of imminent disaster they would have to stop. But that was all over now. They had fought all the battles they had been destined to fight and, had won them like it was their destiny to do so. They knew what was supposed happen next; Usagi and Mamoru would get married, they would create Crystal Tokyo and Chibiusa would be born and all would be right with the world. So none of the Sailor Soldiers had seen any reason to panic or become distressed. But then why couldn't they shake this dark feeling that something wasn't right?

Just by looking at the small group of girls it was impossible to tell that any of them were the slightest bit worried. They were all simply hanging around Rei's bedroom chatting animatedly about anything and everything as they often did. Or at least Rei and Minako chatted; Ami was too busy reading some text book for college, she had finally started pre-med school. Makoto was far too wrapped up in whatever song was playing through the headphones plugged into her Ipod and, Haruka was leaning against the wall near the room's sliding door, her head bowed and her arms crossed over her chest.

All of it was greatly troubling her; the odd ominous feelings and, then Setsuna's sudden demand for an urgent meeting. But neither of those things held top priority in Haruka's mind. No what was really bothering her was the fact that Michiru had been so distant lately. The two girls had always been close, even before they had become lovers, but as of late it was as if there was some sort of invisible wall between them. Haruka could peer in at Michiru but she couldn't seem to touch the other woman anymore. Haruka wondered if something was bothering her lover. But if that was the case why wouldn't she tell her? Michiru had always told her everything.

Just that night, as Haruka had headed out on her way to the meeting, Michiru had refused to come along. She claimed she had something she needed to take care of. Something she couldn't tell Haruka about.

"I'r be by yo side whereevar you fahrr, in tha dead of nigh whenevar you cahrr. And prease don figh dese hands tha ah hordin you. My hans ah hordin you." Haruka's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Makoto who broke into song, apparently singing along to her Ipod.

"Oi!" Minako called as she threw a piece of popcorn which hit Makoto square between the eyes. Makoto pulled her headphones out of her ears, giving Minako a questioning look. "What are you singing?"

"Oh, it's a song by this American singer called Despo." Makoto smiled widely, a rather dreamy look in her big green eyes. "She's amazing."

"Can you even understand it?" Rei questioned with raised eyebrows. They all knew how terrible Makoto's English was.

"Not all of it." Makoto shrugged. "But love has no language." The young woman stated wisely. Minako smiled; the goddess of love obviously approved.

"Are all her songs love songs?" Rei asked inquisitively with just a hint of sarcasm in her tone before popping a piece of popcorn between her lips and munching slowly.

"I don't think so, in fact most of her songs are rock songs but she sings every song with love and passion in her voice." Makoto sighed, the dreamy look back in her eyes, obviously choosing to ignore Rei's sarcasm. "Did I mention she was amazing?"

"Yes you did." Rei stated disinterestedly. "But if she's so amazing, you should let her do the singing." Ami giggled behind the shield of the book she held close to her nose.

"Yeah." Minako agreed. "Your English is terrible Mako-chan."

"I doubt you guys could do any better." Makoto grumbled defensively as she began to bring her headphones back up to her ears.

"I'll be by your side wherever you fall, in the dead of night whenever you call. And please don't fight these hands that are holding you. My hands are holding you. " Makoto's head snapped to the side, wide eyes falling upon Haruka, the other girls were quick to follow. Even Ami looked up from her book.

"Wow." Minako stated in wonder, Rei nodded as if agreeing, too shocked for words.

"Your pronunciation was flawless Haruka-san." Ami smiled admiringly.

"You know the song?" Makoto's eyebrows rose in awe but Haruka never rose her head or looked over at the other girls.

"I've heard it." She shrugged before going back to her thinking.

But before the other girls could resume their previous activities, the sliding door that led outside of Rei's room was slid across its rails and Setsuna stepped into the room. Each girl seemed to drop what they were doing immediately, all noticing the very gloomy look on the older woman's pretty face. Ami put her book down, Makoto placed her headphones and Ipod down on Rei's table, Rei and Minako slid their popcorn off to the side but, once again Haruka didn't even look up. There was no time for a carefree heart-felt reunion; it was business the minute Setsuna made her entrance.

"What's the matter Setsuna?" The blonde woman asked, never even opening her eyes. Setsuna shook her head softly as she closed the sliding door and stepped into the room. She came to kneel on the floor in front of the small table that sat in the middle of the room, across from Rei and Minako.

Everyone was on edge, waiting for Setsuna to speak, waiting for her to offer some sort of explanation for her strange behavior. But minutes past and the woman remained silent. She simply knelt there, her hands clasped tightly upon her lap and her eyes locked on the table in front of her as if she were deep in thought and, by the look on her face the thoughts that were running through her mind were not happy ones.

"Well…?" Rei asked but Setsuna didn't answer. "Setsuna what's the matter?"

"I'm... not sure." Setsuna finally said, but it was obvious that the other soldiers found her answer very unsatisfactory.

"What the hell is this all about Setsuna?" Makoto suddenly burst out in a very peeved tone but the woman didn't flinch, she didn't even look up at her. "Why weren't we allowed to tell Usagi about this meeting?" Everyone was wondering the exact same thing, but leave it to Makoto to ask it so rudely and bluntly.

"Not to mention Luna." Artemis grumbled from his place in Minako's lap. "She'll skin me alive if she ever finds out I conspired to keep her out of the loop of things."

"I didn't want to worry her." Setsuna answered calmly. "Not until I know what it means, you know how she is. Also, I've already spoken with Luna and she agrees with me." Artemis rose his head looking affronted. Clearly the idea of Luna keeping information from him did not sit well with the feline.

"What, what means?" Ami asked, pressing closer toward Setsuna.

"There is a disturbance in time." This caught the group's attention, even Haruka opened her eyes and looked toward the other female in bewilderment. But Setsuna never rose her eyes from the table. "The gate to the future, the future Chibiusa exists in, is disappearing… it's fading way."

"What?" Makoto stated breathlessly. Every pair of eyes in the room were wide, every face twisted into a look of shock. All except Setsuna's, who just continued to look perturbed.

"H-how?" Rei stuttered.

"Why?" Ami continued.

"What does it mean?" Minako questioned exasperatedly, clutching Artemis tightly around the middle as the cat gawked at Setsuna.

"I don't know." Setsuna shook her head and it was then that she finally looked up, her eyes scanning the faces of the other soldiers. "But whatever the reason is, I know it can't be good."

Haruka gripped hard at the steering wheel of her sleek and stylish sports car, her eyes locked upon the road ahead of her but not seeing anything that lay there as she sped down the streets of Juban District. Her mind was so distracted by the meeting with the other soldiers she had just left that she hardly even noticed that she was in her car, let alone that she was driving it. 'The gate to the future is disappearing, but why?'

"I told you, I don't know why." Setsuna answered calmly, her voice distant as if she were lost in her uneasy mind.

"How can you not know why?" Minako questioned in a voice that was both genuinely curious and rather annoyed. "You're the keeper of time!"

"Yes." Setsuna nodded her cool red eyes focusing upon Minako. "I am time's guardian, not its ruler. I have no control over what happens in my realm, I once thought I had all knowledge of it but apparently I was mistaken." Once again Setsuna bowed her head to stare at her hands in her lap, clenched tightly around one another. "I don't understand it."

"So this has never happened before?" Haruka questioned thoughtfully, her eyes also downcast to the floor as she too lost herself in thought.

Setsuna shook her head "No."

"We have to tell Usagi." Rei cut in, biting her lower lip softly.

"Yes." Ami agreed with a nod. "She has to know."

"She would only panic." Setsuna said softly. "Life for her, for all of you has been so happy lately, I don't want to worry her unless we know for sure there's a problem."

"Obviously there's a problem!" Makoto interjected in a firm tone. "Why else would the gate be disappearing?"

"Perhaps we should consult Mamoru first." Ami suggested wisely.

"Yes tell Mamo-chan." Minako agreed with a smirk. "Then we can dump the task of telling Usagi on him." She gave an evil little snicker and Artemis was quick to extract his claws and dig them slightly into her knee causing the blonde to yelp and jump.

"This is serious Minako." He scolded.

"Sorry, jeez, I was just trying to lighten the mood."

"I'll go see Mamoru right away." Setsuna stated as she began to rise to her feet.

"No, I'll go." Haruka said as she pushed off the wall she had been holding up for the last half-hour. "It's on my way home anyway."

A red light; Haruka came to a screeching stop, free to become fully lost in her worried thoughts. 'This is great.' Haruka thought bitterly to herself 'First Michiru and I are having problems, and now, once again the universe needs saving'. But she didn't know that; Setsuna didn't know the cause for what was happening to the gate so perhaps it was natural. True the idea was a bit far-fetched, but it was comforting none-the-less. If only Haruka was that ignorant.

The streetlight flashed green, but before she could ease her car forward the flash of an abnormally long blonde pigtail flicking as it's possessor rounded the corner of the sidewalk just in front of her caught Haruka's attention. It was Usagi, walking along, blissfully unaware of the troubles looming just over her head. But then, Usagi was always the last to know. 'Ignorance is bliss.' Haruka thought, her pale lips stretching into an affectionate smile as she watched the younger girl walk along, swaying with her animated elegance.

The bellowing horn of the car behind her was enough incentive for Haruka's foot to apply slight pressure to her gas pedal, just enough to edge the sleek red car up the road so she could pull over beside Usagi. The young girl was beckoning to her the rude scream of the other driver's car having directed her attention backward.

"Haruka-san!" She squealed, waving her arm excitedly before she hopped over to the passenger side of the convertible. Haruka couldn't help but chuckle as she watched the girl's display.

She wore a lovely sundress that was a stunning shade of lilac, white bows tied around the buns in her hair to match the little purse that hung from her shoulder to her hip, where the skirt of her dress flowed out. The fabric fluttered around her knees as white strappy heeled sandals held her shifting weight. She looked precious as always yet over the years a soft radiance had filled Usagi's face, making her appear much more womanly, though her attire and personality forever remained slightly juvenile.

"Hello Princess." Haruka offered as she shifted her car into park and leaned back comfortably in her seat, an arm curled over the steering wheel casually, as she clutched the gearshift and reclined her head back against it's rest. "Kinda late for little bunnies to be out isn't it? Wolves prowl these parts just looking for sweet rabbits to get between their jowls."

Usagi just smiled, having grown quite comfortable in Haruka's games over the years. "Like you Haruka-san?"

"You know it kitten." The older woman grinned, it's dazzle trumped only by the vibrant smile of the young blonde before her. "So where are you off to at such an hour?"

"Mamoru's apartment of course, I'm bringing him some freshly baked cookies." She stated proudly, holding up the Tupperware container she clutched almost adoringly to her chest. Haruka's face twisted ever-so-slightly with anxiety as she eyed the container and, Usagi laughed. "Don't worry, Momma and Chibiusa made them, I just watched." Haruka simpered while Usagi rolled her eyes.

"Well hop in, I'll take you the rest of the way."

"It's right up the block Haruka-san." Usagi frowned. "I'll be fine."

"I know you will, but I was heading over there anyway." Haruka shrugged, leaning across the car to push open the passenger side door for Usagi, who stepped back a bit to allow her to do it. "Besides, what kind of loyal servant would I be if I allowed my princess to strain her dainty feet with such a troublesome thing as walking?" The woman teased, her sly grin widening as Usagi scoffed while slipping into the car.

"Princess or not I'm perfectly capable of walking." The young woman stated proudly, giving brief pause to drag her teeth across her plump lower lip. "Though my feet were starting to ache a bit. I got off at the wrong stop and had to walk more then usual." She giggled sheepishly and Haruka chuckled.

"You really should pay more attention to your surroundings."

"Yeah, yeah." Usagi rolled her eyes and, again Haruka chuckled, feeling more lighthearted then she had in a long while. "So what were you going to see Mamo-chan for?" Usagi's question weighed heavy on Haruka's mind.

"I just wanted to talk to him about something, nothing special really." Haruka lied with a shrug of her shoulders, not giving it a second thought, even under the scrutiny of her princess who stared thoughtfully at her, her little head tilted cutely. Haruka smiled wistfully. "So Chibiusa's come for another visit?"

That changed the subject promptly, as Usagi gave a scoff. "Yes! I swear that kid spends more time here then she does in her own time, it's ridiculous. All she does is take up space and, eat all my snacks and, hog the bathroom when I need to get ready for a date with Mamo-chan and, barge in on those dates and, steal all of Mamo-chan's attention from me!" Usagi ranted as Haruka laughed jubilantly. "It's so irritating- stop laughing!"

Usagi's pouting face only made Haruka laugh a bit harder, tears forming in her sharp eyes as she pulled skillfully into a parking space outside Mamoru's building. She wiped the liquid from her eyes, grinning broadly at her princess who glared and huffed, clearly unamused. She was too cute, it was hard to believe she'd soon turn twenty.

"Forgive me Princess." Haruka simpered and Usagi's pout only deepened, her arms crossing over her chest to hug her bosom adamantly as she turned her head away. This only drew more entertained snickers from the older woman. "It's just too adorable the way you two fight like sisters. It's hard to believe she's your daughter."

"Sometimes I question that." Usagi admitted defiantly, looking back to spot that Cheshire cat grin on Haruka's handsome face.

"There's definitely no doubting it Princess." Usagi gave a small 'humph' as she retrieved her bowl of cookies from her lap. But there was a gentle smile on her lips as she exited Haruka's car.

"Thank you for giving me a ride Haruka-san." She said gratefully to her soldier as the much taller woman came to her side and, proceeded toward the apartment building with her, her hands tucked casually into the pockets of her loose fitted jeans.

"No problem Princess." Usagi frowned, causing Haruka to arch a curious slender brow. "What?"

"Could you stop calling me Princess all the time?"

"Not a chance Princess."

Usagi was once again pouting as they entered the building and headed for the elevator. "It's so formal though, I feel like I'm degrading you." This made Haruka laugh.

"I assure you you're not degrading me kitten." Haruka smirked slyly. "Though if you'd like to, I know where Michiru keeps that whip she wore with her costume last Halloween."

"Haruka-san that's awful!" Usagi exclaimed, mortification clear on her reddened face as she used her free hand to swat at Haruka's shoulder as they boarded the elevator. Haruka laughed the whole ride up to Mamoru's floor, quite pleased by the embarrassed state she had put Usagi in.

She watched as the young woman stalked from the elevator, her pretty little face still completely crimson and, her lips fixed into an affronted pout. She was just too charming, always so child-like no matter how many years she gained. Was it any wonder her soldiers wanted so much to protect her? To shield her from any sort of unpleasantness.

An almost sad expression overtook Haruka's face as she watched Usagi fumble through her tiny white purse, no doubt searching for her key to Mamoru's apartment. She hoped desperately that whatever was happening in Setsuna's realm didn't mean trouble for her princess. To think that once again her happiness could be in jeopardy both saddened and enraged the comely blonde woman. Usagi deserved her happiness; for all her caring ways, all her devotion, all her determination to make the lives of those around her better, the young girl deserved her own little bit of joy.

"Haruka-san..." Haruka's lashes fluttered over her eyes, drawing her back to reality to peer over at Usagi who stared at her with a mixture of question and concern, her hand holding her key to the lock, but paused in turning it. "Are you alright?"

Haruka forced a casual smile. "You worry too much Princess, I'm perfectly fine." Usagi didn't look convinced so Haruka chuckled breezily and removed her black fitted leather jacket, revealing the clean white tank-top beneath that hugged her torso. "It's hot in this hallway you know." She threw her jacket over one shoulder, holding it up hooked by her index and middle finger, as she fanned herself dramatically.

Usagi giggled and finally pushed the door open. The apartment was dark, the only source of light seeping in from behind them as the two females entered. Haruka looked around the somber living room inquiringly, it looked like Mamoru wasn't home. But that didn't seem to faze Usagi. She kicked off her sandals and stepped casually through the apartment as if it were her own, feeling along the living room wall until she found a light switch to cast the darkness away.

"Mamo-chan's probably napping." She explained as Haruka closed the door quietly behind her and hung her coat on a rack beside it. "The life of a pristine young doctor, especially one as amazing as my Mamo-chan, is so tiring and stressful you know." Usagi went on, pride swelling her chest.

"Oh indeed." Haruka chuckled. "So you're not going to barge in and wake him up, right?" She asked as she began to remove her shoes. Usagi smirked evilly, moving into the kitchen area of the apartment to set the bowl of cookies down on the counter.

"Maybe not just yet."

Haruka laughed quietly, gathering up Usagi's sandals to place them neatly beside her own black loafers before she gave pause. Haruka stood up straight, staring down at the spot in front of her bare feet with a baffled expression, a tilt of her head given. There before her were Usagi's sandals, her own shoes, what Haruka imagined were Mamoru's and beside those a pair of coral peep-toe pumps. 'Whose are those?' Haruka wondered; they looked oddly familiar.

Haruka's heart clenched with foreboding. "It can't be."

She rose her head slowly and stepped away from the line of shoes at the door, lured to the kitchen by the sound of Usagi rummaging through Mamoru's refrigerator. She was grumbling something about how he had no milk and how they just couldn't have her mother's cookies without some milk. But Haruka wasn't really paying attention to that.

Her eyes were drawn to the door that she knew led to Mamoru's room, navy irises staring at the slit between the door and the floor. It was dark in there, most likely because Mamoru didn't like lights in his eyes when he was trying to sleep. But Usagi wasn't exactly being very quiet and, unless he was a very heavy sleeper, it was doubtful he could sleep through her scavenging through his apartment. But then why hadn't he turned on his light and come out?

Haruka was being silly, Mamoru was probably just trying to ignore all the noise, or was just so used to it that it didn't even bother him anymore. But her heart was pounding in her chest and there was an odd ringing in her head drowning out all other noise, she didn't even realize Usagi was talking to her. But then, Usagi didn't seem to realize either that she wasn't listening.

Gingerly Haruka stepped toward the door and, her mind began to scream, she didn't want to open it. She didn't know why she didn't want to, it was just a door, a door to a bedroom where her future king slept. But she felt like she had to and, she didn't know the reason for that either. Another step she took toward the door, and another and, with each pad of her feet Haruka felt as if her chest was getting tighter and tighter, until she felt like she'd never be able to breathe again.

She was at the door, her hand was on the knob.

"Haruka-san, what are you-" She heard her princess but she didn't give pause or respond, she just turned the knob slowly and, pushed open the door, pouring the light of the living room into the bedroom.

She could see Mamoru, he was sitting rigid on the edge of the side of his bed, his black hair disheveled. He was in nothing but a pair of pale blue boxers and, in the shadowed light of the room his handsome face looked sullen, etched with fear and shame. Or so it appeared. Haruka's hand rose, easily finding the light switch on the wall at her side to bring the room into full view as she flicked the lights on.

Mamoru just stared at her, giving no greeting, asking no questions, he just watched as Haruka looked, her abysmal blue eyes taking in the entirety of the room carefully. There was nothing out of the ordinary at first glance. It was neat and tidy, save the bed which was jumbled from being slept on, the sheets and comforter pulled away from the side of the mattress Mamoru was on and gathered in a light heap on the other.

But beneath that side of the bed something caught Haruka's eye; sticking out just slightly was the fold of a white pin-striped piece of cloth, the hem of a skirt. The wailing in Haruka's head grew louder as recognition dawned and slowly, reluctantly, her eyes drew up to the heap of covers on the bed. Up they went, toward the pillow where lying upon it she could see the tips of wavy teal-colored hair...

If I could flow like the wind I would reach you.

If I could shine like a moon I would keep shining on you.

I'll be anything if it can stop you from being seized with fear.

-Moments by Ayumi Hamasaki

Well hello out there UsaHaru/yuri/shoujo-ai fans! This is a fan fiction I've been sitting on for a while now, actually I started it about three or fours years ago. ;P I've worked really hard on it to try and make it the best I can. After all, Sailor Moon is my biggest fandom. I was going to wait until I finished all the chapters (right now I've got three out of maybe ten haha) but, in light of the rerelease of the Sailor Moon manga (which I'm uber excited about!) I thought I'd post this to celebrate.

After all the effort I put into it I'd greatly appreciate any feedback you guys have. Did you like the chapter? Was it suspensful enough? Too suspensful? Is my grammar awful? (I've been trying to work on that but damn it's tough! Stupid comas...) Whatever comments you might have I'd love to hear them! ...As long as you're not terribly rude about it.

The song Makoto is singing is actually by a band called Tenth Avenue North. The name is By Your Side and I recommend everyone go listen to it. It's beautiful. C:

Oh, and for those of you who may possibly be waiting for updates of my Naruto fics, I'm still working on the chapters. My writers block has been terrible but, I'm doing my best and they're half-ways done.