"Don't alarm clocks know it's rude to wake a delicate girl up from her slumber?!"

"Usagi...I shouted you almost ten times and everytime you said you were getting up!"

"It's not my fault that you believed me, Mama!"

Throwing down the pink toothbrush into its clay holder the blonde rushes down the stairs, making every effort not to slip and yet managing to anyway. Finally coming to a rest on her ass on the final step she rises, rubbing her tailbone sorely and jamming the black shoes onto her feet.

"Usagi, your lunch? You can't forget it again."

With a quick stop to the kitchen to snag the gift-wrapped box Usagi picks up her bag and shoulder rushes the door open, allowing it to swing closed with a slam behind her; though by the time it does so she's already halfway down the street.

"Look at it's bald spot!"

"Cover it up, it's so ugly!"

Grinding to a halt, the knee-length school skirt swings around her legs at the sudden stop-and-turn performed to observe the situation.

"Is that a cat..? Hey! Get away from that poor thing!!"

Surprised by the sudden appearance of a fourth party, the three young kids scamper off and leave behind a poorly taken care of cat. Rushing over, the blonde kneels down to scoop the black cat up into her hands and set it down onto her lap.

"Were those mean kids bullying you? Poor kitty..."

Leaning in, she closed her eyes and planted a soft kiss onto the spot between the green eyes...Only to be fought against with claw and screech.

"OW! Now you didn't have to go and scratch up my face...My poor, cute face..."

Time completely forgotten, Usagi rubbed her scratched cheek and paused momentarily to watch the cat's frantic movements.

"You want me to take this band-aid off..?"

With the cat sat all of a sudden calmly in her blue skirt, Usagi raised a hand and peeled away the two band-aids from it's forehead, pausing to stare at the 'bald spot' beneath.

"A crescent shaped bald spot-? Hey!"

Suddenly leaping from her arms, the animal bounced off of the girls bowed head and landed on the roof of a nearby, parked car. Standing wearily, the bunheaded student backed up slowly before the chime of a distant schoolbell brought her back to her sense and with a cry she swept up her bag and turned heel.

"Why does school have to come so early?!"

"Usagi...30%?! What are you doing, coming home with a grade like this?!"

Shrinking beneath her Mother's glare and spatula wielding arm, Usagi stuttered over her words for some kind of reply.

"NO excuses! Study!"

Brown bag in hand and head hung low the schoolgirl climbed the stairs after the lecture given from her Mother (who had only moments ago allowed her back into the home).

Of course, once within her room she locked her door and dumped the schoolbag beside the rarely-used desk and collapsed onto her bed.

"Study...But I'm so tired after all that crying. I think I'll...Just take a short nap first..."

Within moments the petite figure sprawled across the bed was under the fast hold of sleep, and might have remained that way peacefully if not for the slamming window. Bolting upright she turned, focusing her drooping eyes on the black cat perched upon her windowsill.

"Hey...aren't you the cat from today? Yeah, with the crescent shaped bald spot..."

"It is not a bald spot."

Incredulous, all there was to do but stare as the talking animal leapt from windowsill to bed and began to trot towards the silent girl.

Suddenly dropping to her knees beside the bed, she plunged her head between her arms and squeezed her eyes shut tightly.

"Goodnight."

Zoning out, it was easy to pretend like the car in front of her wasn't talking. Talking.

'That's right, all just a...a crazy dream. Wake up now please!!'

Jolted to attention by the sound of metal clicking together and the impact of something most likely rather heavy onto the sheets, she finally dared raise her head to find that cat stood beside a beautiful brooch. Gold and circular, engraved with a crescent moon on the lower half across the circular face, and in the centre a circle beholsing a star; encrusted either side with two pearls. Away from the circular face, on the compass points of the brooch, rested four round jewels - ruby, topaz, sapphire and emerald.

Truly a beautiful accessory.

"...take this and-"

"This is for me?!"

Scurrying to pick it up, she grasped it in both hands and began to pose before her mirror, holding it firmly in one hand and pressing it to the centre of her school how. Humming and Aweing at it's beauty and well-make.

"You aren't listening are you? Usagi, so you still think that this is a dream?"

"Hm? What was that, talking cat with the crescent shapes bald spot?"

"It is not a bald spot! Take that brooch and shout 'Moon Prism Power, Make Up' if you still don't believe me!"

Giggling along, lost in the 'dream' she swivelled her attention to the cat and saluted before raising her hand in the air, brooch still attached to her chest.

"Okay! Moon Prism Power, Make UP!"

"Luna...I don't want to fight! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Back pressed to the pillar, the supposed 'Guardian of Love and Justice' clutched her bleeding knee and began to wail, not attractively or in a cute manner; a full blown, ear piercing wail.

The hands, moments away from descending upon her, stopped short as they were cut straight through by a rose sharper than a knife's edge.

"Sailor Moon, you say? Guardian of Love and Justice...Then why are you crying? Stand and fight for these civilians!"

Raising her head to that voice, oh so familiar, the crowned senshi locks eyes with her saviour. A man in a deep tuxedo, a gold emblem resting across his white shirt, dangling from his neck, and a red-beneath cape.

Running her eyes across the attire, toe to head, he blue eyes stop at his. Eye catching even from a distance, and framed by the simplest white mask; though it does enough to conceal the face that it might very well be impossible to tell his identity, should you know him.

"But...But it hurts..."

"Sailor Moon...I believe you can do it!"

Suddenly, wide-eyed, the blonde stood shakily and turned away from another oncoming attack, focusing on Luna's advice and working from the stranger's belief. Pinching the tiara on her forehead, she slides it off and holds it out, ignoring the disc of light it becomes and throwing with something of a wobbly aim. Mostly by sheer luck it finds it's mark, and incinerates their enemy.

Watching the once mindless civilians come to their senses rubbing their heads sorely and questioning the past events of the hours, the newly born warrior casts her gaze up to the now empty window. Gone...And yet when she had seen him she had felt a sensation of...warmth. And a flash of something like a memory, a silver palace and an unnamed man calling for her.

"Be careful, Sailor Moon. We need to leave, and avoid that strange man..."

Blank to Luna's voice, the blonde rushed out into the street in time to see the man land onto the nearby roof of a building.

"Wait! Your...Your name..."

"Tuxedo Kamen. I hope to be seeing you again, Sailor Moon."

Author's Note

I imagine this isn't what was expected (switching from Princess to Sailor kinda thing) but it's what I had in mind and I hope to tie the two together sort of in future paragraphs. The next chapter we'll be back in the dream world with 1st person Princess Serenity.