Kismet JejuneStar
Chapter One
Note to Readers: Please enjoy the story, there may be some risqué scenes and occasional fowl language so rating it T to M to be safe, keep in mind that since this is a Seiya/Usagi story that there may be some shoujo-ai. All comments and critiques are welcome. This is my first published fanfiction on this site, I really hope you like it!
Would like to take a poll on whether to use Japanese or English names… since the final season never made it to our shores and I don't like the way the manga translates Usagi's name into Bunny, I'll go with the Japanese names for now, but if everyone would prefer English I do not mind changing them.
Kismet: (noun) destiny, fate,
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon
"Damn it, Sieya!" Usagi huffed as she paced back and forth trying to uncover some nerves. There had to be some backbone somewhere, right? She was Sailor Moon for fuck's sake. She shouldn't be cowering at the thought of a few words with one of her former classmates; she had saved the world time and time again.
But, somehow, this pep talk was getting her nowhere and she was struck with fear that the door to the dressing room would open soon, leaving her unprepared. Paranoia grabbed hold of her body and directed her to the abandoned hallway nearby in order to collect herself.
Endless questions in her mind competed, one racing past every few seconds before answers could ever hope to be found. Questions like "Why in the hell is she here? What is she doing? Who did she think she is? When did she revert back to her old ways of acting on impulse? Where did these feelings come from?" collected on top of each other in her head, growing dangerously close to overwhelming her like a losing game of Tetris.
Nervous energy that was keeping her from reaching calm and still, her frantic heartbeat from slowing, her excitement continuously boiling inside her only served to continue her confusion. Need to see his blue eyes, to laugh along side him again, this urge to talk, and yet not say a single word for fear he might fly away again pressed her forward.
"Again" she whispered. He left once before, just as Mamoru had. Only his absence was longer…Much longer, an eternity longer it was beginning to feel like, and thus completely unforgivable.
As these realizations bombarded Usagi's mind, one truth began to ring clear throughout her entire being. She had clearly underestimated the enemy. The potential damages of her thoughts and her approaching actions was only increasing, and, despite being the solider of love and justice, neither were on her side today. This was unfair. Though, when it came to him, nothing was logical and nothing was evenhanded. Maybe, if she could just work through this rationally, perhaps…
A long sigh filled the momentary silence. Frustration began to crackle in the air; unease seeped from her being.
Classmate, sure… Of course, that wasn't all he was otherwise she wouldn't be having this conversion with herself. He was the person that was making her on edge. He, the person that drove her to randomly show up at this television network uninvited and unannounced, forcing her to stoop as low as to extort her disguise powers pen to sneak past the employees. He was the enemy.
He, Seiya Kou, was not only a member of one of Japan's most popular bands, Three Lights, but also secretly Sailor Star Fighter, a dependable alien ally who had proved herself countless times in battle. Which of course, brought up a whole other debate about what Usagi was feeling.
What exactly was Seiya? In normal, civilian life Seiya was the lead in a boy band, but when an enemy presented itself he transformed into the fearless, female scout. So, Seiya was a hermaphrodite? No, that wasn't right… Seiya or Fighter, whichever came first, was never in between and always distinctly male or female. This idea left Usagi stumbling to explain to even herself her motives behind her thoughts and actions. Which of course made it all the more wrong, didn't it? The fact that she had these feelings towards someone whose gender she couldn't even be sure of, could only be thought of as questionable even without the fact that it defied her encroaching destiny.
Destiny,how she'd come to hate that word, learned to loathe how it brought the rushing force of time against her. It had been a little over three years since the day they had parted ways on the rooftop of her high school. Three years of her friends shoving their ideas of providence down her throat. Three years of struggling to breathe under the weight of her preordained life.
Graduated and in college, Usagi had busied herself with taking all the necessary groundwork courses for any degree, attempting to staunch the flow of pressure of her friends and fate. She had realized after the battle with Galaxia that her future had changed, and thus, avoidably, so had she.
Her boyfriend Mamoru was working on his residency at the local hospital and was all but consumed with his progress. The outer planet soldiers continued to hover, afraid of the now different future, fearing that chaos would wreak havoc again one day. The inner planet soldiers, Usagi's closest friends, were busy attempting to attain their human, their normal dreams. Makoto was in culinary school, perfecting her skills in order to make her future cake and floral shop successful. Minako, directly after graduating, returned to idol auditions and was soon signed. Rei had taken over the shrine for her grandfather, becoming head priestess. Ami was in pre-med. in Tokyo's top university. Everyone's life seemed to be going in the direction they wanted.
Except where was she? Stuck, expected to maintain the burdens of being a future queen and protector. Destiny had seemed to disintegrate her life in between, life after saving the world, life before building the new one. Despite the world's intentions for her, Usagi had somehow unconsciously rejected this reality and she began to revolt, seeking solitary comfort instead of being the crybaby and constantly seeking reassurance. She withdrew from her friends and began to contemplate other options for her current life.
She would not abandon her duty, it was a fundamental piece of her heart, so Usagi continued to lead the scouts and protect Earth. Though, in her private world, Usagi coveted that which the others would not be allowed influence over….her love.
When Mamoru left for America, before departing he had presented her with a ring. In the beginning she had thought it cute, perhaps even pretty in the right lighting. She pictured it as a representation of their love, thus she adored it immensely. Mamoru didn't know it, but he had disappointed her.
He did not propose before he left, did not even act as if it the year apart would be difficult for him. As if he was confident that they had all the time in the world, he acted like the future together would enable him to do as he pleased now. Evidently what pleased him was leaving her behind with nothing but a ring and a short kiss devoid of passion.
What everyone failed to realize was that they expected to Usagi to carry on without them, always faithful to the future, always bearing in mind who she was in the past and years ahead who she'd be. That wasn't Usagi.
Usagi loved to eat and play video games. She loved to read manga and magazines. She loved passion and romance. She loved music and fashion. She loved laughing and tried to give the world a smiling face. She lived in the present. She loved today, wasn't wrapped up in yesterday or dreaming of tomorrow. She loved right now.
As her eyes fluttered open in shock she realized one thing she loved even more than all of that. She loved Seiya.
So what did fate have to say about it?