Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or its characters.
AN: Yes there is still sailor moon and the senshi, and I added a fun twist to Usagi's personality. Inspired by my aunt.
Summary: After Mamoru and Usagi have a huge fight, Usagi gets into a car accident. She wakes up a month later and doesn't know who Mamoru or the Girls are. She doesn't know what Sailor Moon is or what it means and she thinks she's getting married to Motoki. With a new evil approaching can the Senshi get back their leader and princess or have they lost her forever?
Dedicated to: My mother, who has gone through so much just for her kids, and I want her to know I love and appreciate everything she has done for all of us.
Her head hurt, it was pounding away furiously demanding attention that she wasn't sure she could provide. To be honest it wasn't just her head that was throbbing away in pain, it was her entire body. It ached from the tip of her toes to the top of her head. Usagi opened her eyes slowly only to wish she had not, because as it turned out opening her eyes had suddenly become a painful task.
She couldn't move, not because she was restrained or anything but because she was in so much pain that moving would only make matters worse. She had a nasal cannula instead of an oxygen mask which indicated that she was able to breathe on her own without any rigorous monitoring. Usagi moved her head to her right, allowing her eyes to adjust from its blurred vision.
The first thing she noticed was the IV that hung next to her, meaning she was hooked onto a tube from either her hand or her arm. The next thing she noticed was the heart monitor that beeped monotonously next to her letting her lazily know, she was alive. Then she realized she wasn't at her house, in her bed; clearly she would never have a heart monitor in her house. So the question that popped in her head now was why was she in a hospital?
"Usagi?" the soft and hopeful voice asked from her left, she turned her head allowing her eyes to focus on the small pale face of her younger brother Shingo. He was sixteen now, but he seemed so much older from when she had last seen him, the night before. Usagi closed her eyes then opened them again, exhaling slowly.
"Shingo" her voice was hoarse. "Wha-where am I?" she asked, her hand gripping the sheets when her movements sent a wave of electrifying pain coursing through her body and causing her to wince from the shock of it. Shingo's hazel eyes starred at her with relief, his hand reached out and took hold of her hand that gripped the sheets. He watched as his sister struggled to focus the surroundings around her, he knew she must be disoriented; she had been sleeping for so long.
"The hospital Sis." He whispered. He leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead, a tear fell from his eyes. When he had heard about what happened to his older sister, he had felt his heart stop beating for a good two seconds. He barely ever left her side, unless he had to go to school or his mother forced him to him to sleep and change.
"Ew" Usagi whispered, mocking Shingo after he placed the kiss on her forehead but there was a small smile next to her bruised lips. Shingo let a cried chuckle escape him. The doctor had said that she might never awaken again in her life. But he had faith in Usagi, because no matter how klutzy and annoying she was; she was good natured. She was the type of person that would go through whatever lengths to get back to those she loved.
"Shut up, enjoy this moment because there won't be another like it" Shingo joked back, he watched as she smirked, her hand suddenly gripping onto his as if reassuring him she was alright. his family had gone near mad when they got the news. He remembered his mother dropping the plate she had been washing and letting it shatter from the sheer terror. His father seemed calm until they had all arrived to the hospital.
They had spent rigorous hours waiting for any news in the ER lobby. His mother had been bent over praying with her eyes tightly shut and her hands firmly grasped. Shingo had just starred off into space with nothing in particular in mind, he still believed Usagi would just walk out without a scratch and shout "APRIL FOOLS!" but it never happened. As for his father, the man paced back and forth, frantically muttering to himself.
Usagi inhaled sharply, her eyes having a sort of drooping effect as she tried to move in attempt to find her comfort zone. That zone had ever so effortlessly eluded her. Shingo moved away, he watched as her hand made its way to her face and attack the nasal cannula and pulling the wires from her nose. Her nose in took air quickly as if afraid its oxygen supply would soon be out.
He closed his eyes when he heard her cry out softly from the pain just by moving her arms. Usagi's hands traced along the side of her face, feeling stitches along the side of her right eye and wincing as she touched the bruise on the left side of her lips and the cut on the upper right side of her lip; she also felt a bandage on the right side of her forehead.
She figured it had to be one hell of a blow, but then again she didn't doubt it since the accident had been so terrible. Yes; that's right…the car accident. She opted on sitting up, placing both hands on the bed but crying out in pain when pressure was placed on her left hand, looking down she found the source of the problem was a severely sprained wrist that was wrapped and bandaged.
"Usagi don't move about so much." Shingo cried out, his hands on her arms instantly.
"Help me up" she ordered; slightly annoyed with the situation. Her brother complied silently without so much as a complain. He figured she was tired of lying about and that she wanted to see the world from a different angle.
"How do you feel?" he asked once he was sure she had found some sort of comfort.
"Annoyed." She said breathlessly. "Frustrated" she continued, her eyes still adjusting. "Hurt." She thought a moment longer. "And very and agonizingly hungry!" she concluded making her younger brother laugh out. Of course she would feel hungry, why wasn't he a bit surprised.
"Shingo?" Motoki's voice resonated throughout the room as the hidden door to the room shut silently and his footsteps could be heard approaching. When the blonde came into view he almost dropped the bag of food he had brought with him. His eyes filled with tears as crystalline blue eyes stared at him with joy; he managed to smile through his tears approaching her slowly. "Usagi" he whispered in disbelieve.
"My love!" she said, the moment he was close enough she tore the bag of food from his hands and stared at it lovingly. "Oh my sweet how I've missed you!" she cried out exaggeratingly hugging the bag and kissing it. Motoki laughed out, tears falling ever faster from his eyes as he watched her rip open the bag and abduct a burger from inside. She tore open the wrapper and began to feast away.
He thought he would never again see the blonde burger monster devour another one of his burgers again. Out of impulse he reached out and began to kiss her face. Forehead, cheeks, nose. His little sister was okay. She only smiled at his actions and continued to eat through Motoki's assault. "Oh god I love you Usagi" he said, its meaning of course was purely the love of an elderly brother to his younger sister.
When he pulled away that he was looking her in the eyes, he watched her injured hand reach up and cup his face. She looked into his eyes and smiled. "I love you too." She whispered. She didn't think she would ever be able to say those words with so much innocence before, her heart jumped in her chest and she said them again. "I love you Motoki." He smiled and hugged her brining a smile to her face. She looked at her baby brother. "I love you Shingo" she said just as softly. Once the words left her lips, Shingo joined the hugging and told her he loved her as well over and over until they were all laughing.
"Well now there's something you do not see every day." The soft and gentle voice of a woman around her early forties was heard. The first thing Usagi noticed as that this woman was gorgeous and that she looked like someone whose name escaped her, the second thing was that this beautiful woman in a white coat was a doctor, to be precise, her doctor. "Hello there Usagi" the older woman said kindly as the two boys finally let the injured blonde go.
"Hi…" Usagi stared at the woman a little confused, the woman noticing this along with other minor details spoke quickly. "I'm Doctor Mizuno; I'm your physician sweetie." Usagi stared at her before nodding slowly, the name did sound familiar to her. Mizuno…like a distant forgotten dream.
"Okay" Usagi whispered and after a few more seconds of pondering she gave Dr. Mizuno a wide and welcoming smile. She trusted this woman for some reason. Usagi held onto Motoki's hand who was now sitting next to her; her fingers entangled his and although he looked at her in surprise a moment he squeezed her hand back in comfort. Dr. Mizuno saw this and bit her lower lip.
"Motoki…Shingo would you mind if I spoke alone with Usagi a moment?" The two boys looked at each other, while Usagi looked even more confused. "It's standard procedure I assure you." the doctor said. Reluctantly the two stood up. Motoki placed a kiss on Usagi's forehead before walking out of the room. Once the doctor was sure the door was closed she looked straight at Usagi.
"What is it?" Usagi asked, her eyes watching her cautiously. The older woman thought a moment before taking a seat.
"Do you remember what happened Usagi?" She watched the blonde sigh sorrowfully and nod. "You do? What do you remember?"
"I was in a terrible car accident. I remember leaving the Crown Arcade and getting into a cab, I Remember the cabbie say he was feeling sick and if it was okay with me if he stopped for a moment." Usagi began the images flying in her mind. "We were crossing a green light, the gas station a few feet away when an out of control truck slammed into the side of the car sending us flying and tumbling. It went by fast and I saw blood and glass, when it was over I could barely move I was in pain. But he was screaming." Tears left Usagi as the images continued to come out. "I took off my seat belt and transferred to the front, we were upside down." Usagi had flowing tears now.
"Do you remember anything else?" the doctor said softly and Usagi nodded.
"I know I somehow managed to drag him out of the car. I think his legs may have been broken but there was so much happening. I noticed the gas leaking from the car and tried to get him as far away from the car and next thing I know there was an explosion things were flying everywhere I got hit" Her hand unconsciously landed on her stomach. "After I got hit…I don't remember much after that." The doctor nodded, she waited a moment before she spoke again, this time with a different thought in mind.
"Do you know who I am Usagi?" Dr. Mizuno asked watching the troubled expression of confusion cross her features. She watched the young woman struggle to find an answer.
"My Doctor?"
"Okay, is that all I am?" Dr. Mizuno asked yet again hoping the young blonde would remember something.
"Yes?" The older woman nodded slowly at her question like answer.
"Do you know your full name?"
"Usagi Tsukino." Usagi answered quickly, she was more than confidant that it was her name, Dr. Mizuno nodded.
"When were you born?" the doctor continues, her eyes mostly on the clipboard in her hands, she had begun to write.
"June 30th 1988" Usagi answered just as confidently.
"What is your father's name?" the questions were starting to roll out of the doctors mouth robotically, like she was searching for something.
"Kenji Tsukino"
"Your mom's name?"
"Ikuko Tsukino" this was beginning to feel like some sort of test Usagi was afraid she would surely fail.
"Your Brother's name?"
"Shingo Tsukino"
"Your Boyfriend's name"
"Motoki Furuhata, well actually he's my fiancé." And there it was. Dr. Mizuno stared at Usagi a moment. She had thought she picked up that vibe from Usagi as by the small gestures she normally saw the younger girl giving Mamoru Chiba. So now the question was; did she forget only Mamoru or were there others who were erased in her mind? Dr. Mizuno thought a moment as to what question to ask next.
"That so." She said sounding surprised "Can you name your best friend."
"Naru Osaka" Usagi replied simply and warmly.
"Is Naru your only friend?"
"Well no I have other acquaintances but Naru is the only true close friend I have, I've known her since pre-K" Usagi replied, she sounded so kind and gentle when she spoke of her friend. There was a small silence in which Dr. Mizuno wrote down some notes. In the silence Usagi felt uneasy, almost like the woman before her was silently judging her but she wasn't necessarily sure why. She tried to move a little but ended up deciding that was a horrible idea. "Uhm…Doctor Mizuno."
"Yes?" the blue eyed lady finally looked at her. Usagi felt herself squirm a bit under her gaze.
"Is there something wrong with me?"
"Physically you're coming along nicely. You're healing at an incredible rate to be honest." With the kind of accident Usagi has survived from she shouldn't' even be able to move let alone sit up. "You've been in a coma for four days Usagi, I'm surprised you have enough energy to move at all." She doctor moved around and put the clipboard down. She moved over to Usagi and began to examine her. "I'm more concerned with what hurt up here." She said bringing her finger to Usagi's temple, tapping it lightly as if to indicate her mind.
"Is something wrong with my brain?" Usagi asked as she watched the pretty doctor begin to put on her stethoscope. Usagi instinctively opened her hospital gown so to give the doctor better access to her hearing her heart, briefly she realized she wasn't wearing a bra and blushed slightly but let the doctor continue to examine her.
"Breathe in." Doctor Mizuno instructed as her place the cold metal against Usagi's pale and bruised skin. "Well, I'll have to run a cat scan but I think you might be suffering from mild amnesia. Breath in again."
"How do you figure?" Usagi said as she breathed in and then let out a breath. The doctor stepped back.
"Well for starters you don't recognize me." She said with a wink, going over to her clip board to write more notes. "I happen to haven been a very recurring character in the book that is your life." She looked at Usagi briefly. "We used to have lunch every Thursday." Usagi bit her lower lip and furrowed her eyebrows.
"Oh." Usagi whispered. "I wonder what else I have forgotten." It disconcerted her to think that her memory was not completely intact.
"I don't know the extent of it, but I can say this." Doctor Mizuno stood in front of Usagi the, a bright light shining into the younger woman's eyes "You're not engaged to Motoki." She chuckled at the thought. Usagi pulled away slightly and stared at the doctor.
"I'm not?"
"No" her hands reached out to touch her ribs and Usagi wince in pain. "Yeah those are still tender, but being that it's you I'm assuming they'll start to feel better in a few days." Usagi arched an eyebrow at her comment. "Usagi your memories are skewed. Everything is going to feel different but I'm going to need you to try not to be too alarmed when the faces of those you forgot come through here checking up on you." The doctor gently spoke.
"I don't understand."
"I don't know how much you've forgotten, but there are so many people outside that door that have been in agony waiting four days for you to wake up. " Usagi searched the older woman's eyes. "Try not to turn them away so quickly." The older woman gently touched her face, her eyes tearing up. "I'm glad to see your eyes kid." She said leaning forward and kissing the top of Usagi's head. She had tried so hard not to be emotional but she had been so worried. Usagi smiled warmly honestly feeling the affection this woman had for her.
"I'm really not engaged to Motoki?" she questioned again.
"Yes I'm sure."
"But I have a boyfriend?" Usagi pressed on knowing somehow that there was a significant person in her heart. The older woman nodded but said nothing as she moved towards the door. She told Usagi she was going to go talk to her family and that she would see them in a few moments. She sat in silence for a few minutes trying to gather her thoughts. Why if Motoki wasn't her fiancée did she think he was? In her head she heard her own voice echoing
"Things were so much simpler when we were getting married."
She flashed to the arcade, sitting at the booth talking to Motoki and laughing. Then someone came in a faceless man who made her heart clench. She closed her eyes and wondered who that faceless man was? She could clearly recall playing with Motoki saying she would help him out with someone but who she wondered was the man who walked into the arcade.
The door to her room opened slowly. She heard footsteps slowly filing in and she was afraid to open her eyes. Who would she see, who were the people who walked into her room. Someone took hold of her hand and she felt herself relax.
"Usagi-chan?"
So as you can tell I have changed this entire chapter and I'm working on reworking the whole chapter. Enjoy.
ButaTokki.