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.

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Usagi's body fell back onto the bed for what seemed the tenth time that evening. She couldn't fall asleep, her thoughts racing wildly making her sit up and rack her head in frustration, her hair was now a tangled mess since she did nothing but run her hands through it and pull it gently in annoyance. Endymion's faceless voice was forever haunting her since she discovered the tragic event that took place the night of the accident. He was calling her back to him but she couldn't seem to find her way back home.

Chibi-Usa also seemed to torment her constantly, her voice would call out to her saying 'Mama' over and over; it was vexing wanting to hold something she could no longer have. But what was probably more annoying was the fact that the girls, Motoki and Mamoru had each taken turns in watching over her the past week and a half, each one treating her carefully like she was a doll about to break, more so Mamoru who just couldn't look her in the eyes anymore, it frustrated her.

She groaned annoyed, turning over her eyes landed on the glowing blue letters of her alarm clock. Four thirty-three in the morning. Turning once more so that she was flat on her back her eyes stared into the ceiling, the soft glow of the moon illuminating her dark room. Her thoughts went back to Mamoru.

It was really starting to annoy her that he was avoiding her, because that's what he was doing, avoiding her. He averted his eyes from hers and barely spoke; if he had to speak to her it felt strained. Somehow the fact that he wouldn't even acknowledge her was starting to really affect her. She wanted to hear his mocking voice and looking into his dark midnight blue eyes.

"That's it." She whispered throwing the covers off of herself and getting up from her bed. The room was cold and she felt it the temperature hit her skin as she touched the floor. She wore loose white shorts and a rather thin tang top that was light pink with the words 'Come get some' in black. She maneuvered her way towards the door and opened it slowly, her eyes scanned the dark living room in search of the dark eyed man that was on watching over Usagi duty tonight.

She opened her door and slowly walked out, her hands slightly wrapped around her arms. Why was it so damn cold in her apartment? Because Mamoru loves to sleep in the cold, he's a maniac like that. Usagi stopped and scratched her head…why would she even know that? He probably told her once before. She continued her venture and finally found him wrapped around a thin blanket sleeping soundly on the couch.

Usagi couldn't help but be breathe taken by the sight of him in the moonlight. He was beautiful; he had always been a beautiful man despite his arrogance. She walked closer to him, her eyes tracing his smooth and tan face, his thin but masculine lips, the shape of his eyes and how his thick eyebrows fit him so perfectly, how his narrow and slim nose complimented his body. He was a gorgeous man, one that was about to be attacked.

Usagi sat on top of him, straddling his side, she made sure not to put her full weight on him just yet, with the lace of a shoe she had seen on the floor she tied his hands above his head, and then she dropped on him and placed her hand over his mouth to cover any sound. He struggled at first shocked but when his eyes landed on her, he stared at her enraged. Usagi leaned over him and turned on the lamp behind him, the light blinded them momentarily but once they go used to it she smirked.

"Good Evening." He mumbled a good evening through her hands, she removed her hand from his mouth and he nearly bit her.

"What the hell are you doing?!" he barked at her, the fury in his eyes had her heart beating faster, she suddenly had the urge to lean over and kiss him but she shook that thought out of her head.

"Straddling you." She stated simply earning a glare from him. "You asked me what I was doing right?"

"It's a little obvious that you're straddling me!" he shot back, Usagi grinned at his comment. "Why are you straddling me?" he went to move his hands but found they were tied. "And why am I tied up?"

"I need to talk to you."

"Am I in a horror film?"

"No."

"Then why am I tied up." He asked her in his usual sarcastic tone that had Usagi smiling; she crossed her arms over her chest and arched an eyebrow.

"I already said I needed to talk to you." Her voice was silky; it almost felt like she was seducing him.

"And that requires you to tie me up?"

"You won't talk to me any other way." She protested and she saw his eye twitch.

"I'm pretty sure if you needed to talk I'd listen." He said as his eyes wondered away from her frustrating her.

"No, damn it Mamoru! I don't want you to look away from me or avoid my eyes while I'm talking to you." She took hold of his face and forced him to look at her. "Why have you been avoiding me?"

"I haven't" he was lying she could tell by the look in his eyes that he was lying, it infuriated her that he had lied to her.

"Stop lying!" she barked, something about the way she spoke shut him up, he was looking into the eyes of the Usagi who had told him off that night three months ago. "Is it because of what happened?"

"Untie my hands" he whispered suddenly feeling constricted and anxious. He needed to be very far away from her.

"Answer me." She said, her voice was stern but he had closed his eyes refusing to look at her once again. "Look at me." She said but he refused to do so. "LOOK AT ME!"

"UNTIE ME!" he shouted back startling her, he was crying. When he opened his dark midnight blue orbs she watched clear tears fall from his eyes; he was in pain. She didn't move she just watched him, it hurt her to see him in pain.

"Mamo-Chan" she whispered, Mamoru felt himself fall apart as she whispered the nickname he thought he would never hear again. He had been holding it, the pain, the guilt of having lost Chibi-Usa. Every time he looked at Usagi he saw his daughter, he didn't want to look at Usagi because it hurt to see her.

He started crying then; no longer were his tears silent, soft sobs escaped him breaking Usagi's heart at his pained expression. Whatever was tormenting him, she wanted to take it away from him if only she knew what to do to make the pain leave his body, to make him even a little bit happier she would do it in a heartbeat, she didn't know why it mattered so much but it did.

Mamoru couldn't take it any longer, Chibi-Usa's face continued to torment him; Usagi's sorrow filled tears haunted him and in his head a voice said over and over that it was his fault, that if he had only taken the time of the day that none of this would have happened, if only he had been more careful, more attentive to Usagi nothing would have happened. If only he loved her more.

His tied hands fell onto his face as he cried, he felt like he was lost in despair. His entire body trembled as he cried, no longer caring that Usagi was on top of him; if he could've taken Usagi's place that night he would have taken it in a heartbeat, saving the life of his child. He didn't deserve them, Chibi-Usa or Usagi, he didn't deserve that beautiful soul that's why destiny had turned its back on him and taken it all away.

Usagi could almost feel the crushing weight of his pain. She knew deep inside her why he was crying so hard, she heard him whispering. Saying he was sorry; that it was all his fault. A part of her agreed that it was his fault yet an even greater part of her didn't believe it was his fault at all and it was that part of her that made her move back just a bit and pull Mamoru up into a seating position. She lifted his hands and placed them around her so that she was trapped between his tied hands. She took hold of his face, his eyes were closed.

She said nothing, simply watched as he cried then the need to embrace him tightly became too strong and she leaned forward and held him. His arms almost immediately held onto her as best they could as he cried into her neck. Usagi held him tightly; her own silent tears began to fall as he repeated over and over that he was sorry; that it was all his fault.

Time for them seemed to have stopped as they held each other; Mamoru clung onto Usagi for dear life crying into her shoulder desperately in need of release. It had been so long since he had last held her this way that he suddenly felt like if he let go she would disappear forever. He brought her body closer practically constricting her to his body, he needed to feel her warmth. Usagi ran her fingers through his hair as she held him; it was so strange she could vividly feel the friction of his fingers digging into her skin gently, almost as if she could see the way his skin rolled against hers in perfect unison.

She pulled away from him slowly but she didn't pull too far back, when she opened her eyes she found she was face to face with him. His eyes however were still closed but the tears leaked out either way. She leaned forward on some instinct she wasn't aware she had, kissing his closed eyes gently tasting the tears that moistened her lips. She pulled away and looked into his eyes which had finally opened, they were swollen and red but there was a sudden tenderness in them that had her leaning forward slowly only this time her lips gently meet his.

Usagi felt her entire body ignite, it was like something had gone off inside of her, as if she had been awaiting this moment her entire life. Their lips pressed together softly at first, but when Usagi slightly gasped Mamoru took hold on her lower lip nibbling it lightly sending Usagi's heart on a raging rollercoaster. She pulled him closer needing to feel him pressed against her, deepening the kiss. They were suddenly caught in the age old battle of dominance, their tongues battling with one another, yet the kiss wasn't wild it was slowly and painfully sensual. The sheer innocence of that kiss and the weight of its meaning had a cold sweat running down Usagi's back. She found that her arms were now wrapped around his neck as an attempt to bring him closer, yet his lips which should have felt foreign and new were so very familiar and still as delicious as ever.

Why did she know the taste of Mamoru's lips? Why did she recognize them? Why had she been anticipating this taste even before she kissed him? Didn't she hate him? So then why, why did she know the feel of his rough lips against hers? Why was his masculine sent so enticing and welcoming? Why was the heat of his body a lingering memory that she had forgotten. Had she kissed him before? And if so when had that been that it seemed like it was ages of treasured pleasure? She wanted him closer, she wanted him naked and she wanted to feel him on top of her, but all thoughts of that came to halting stop when a loud knock came from the front door forcing them to pull apart and jump as far as Mamoru's arm trap allowed them to move away.

Mamoru looked into Usagi's eyes there was a very interesting turmoil taking place but confusion won above everything else. Her lips were swollen, how long had it been since their last kiss? Months. He couldn't contain himself when he felt her soft lips on his once again. It further confirmed to Mamoru he still loved and desired her very much because if one kiss could make a bomb go off in his body then the love he had felt the first time he set eyes on her had not faded away at all. The knock came again startling both him and Usagi out of their thoughts.

"I should untie you." She said slowly exhaling sharply.

"Good idea, it would be hard to explain why I'm tied up." He answered, his eyes never left hers, he watched her bit her lower lip and he suddenly wanted to kiss her again.

"Right…Um." She placed her hands on his arms and found heat was rushing through her, she looked right at him and saw that they were both feeling that surge of energy; quickly she lifted his arms over her head and placed them in front of her. She quickly untied the lace that held his hands together. When the knock came again she jumped off of him and made her way to her room but she stopped half way and turned to Mamoru who was just getting up. "For a moment Mamoru…can I pretend you are Endymion?"

"Excuse me?" he asked a little baffled at her request.

"The father of my child, I don't know who or where he is but I imagine he's probably feeling the way you are, although you probably feel that way because we're always fighting and such. But I…have something I need to tell him." She explained; Mamoru nodded slowly.

"Okay, so tell me." The way he spoke almost made Usagi believe he was Endymion, when she looked at him Mamoru's heart skipped a beat.

"I don't blame you." She said and Mamoru felt his heart stop and his body freeze, he held onto a breath he took in. "Although I admit a part of me does blame you terribly and hates you but…" she said in a near desperation "there's an even greater much stronger part of me that doesn't blame you at all and loves you insanely. That child wasn't meant to be born, although I desperately want to hold her she just won't come." Usagi said in a somber voice.

"But she was…we saw her…" he protested softly.

"We changed the timeline Endymion." Mamoru looked into her eyes and saw Serenity not Usagi. Though she didn't present herself in her usual white dress she was the one that was speaking. "Or at least we changed something."

"The timeline?"

"We changed the course of events, well…really Pluto did when she send Chibi-Usa to the past, by knowing to much we became too comfortable and didn't let our love grow the way it was supposed to. Fate took her away from us because something changed in the course of the timeline, there are bigger plans ahead of us now." She said gently, her eyes serious though "but if we stay together in end…I don't know." She confessed

"You don't love me anymore?" he asked her she smiled at him.

"Have I not shown you that I have not stopped loving you Endymion?"

"What do you mean?" She smirked at him; the man was dense wasn't he.

"You'll figure it out. Endymion I really don't blame you, when our destiny was changed so were the things of the previous timeline, our future now is very different and unclear." She smirked at him then. "I'm looking forward to it though." She seemed to fade in Usagi's eyes who was just a little bit confused she felt somewhat disoriented. "Like I was saying." She whispered. "I don't blame you." She looked straight at Mamoru and smiled. "Thanks." She sighed, Mamoru simply grinned.

"No problem."

"Oh yeah one more thing." Usagi said quickly before Mamoru could move towards the door.

"What?" he rubbed his eyes then feeling the weight of his body waking up.

"That kiss in no way changes our relationship."

"Meaning?"

"I hate you and you hate me." She crossed her arms as if posing to say her word was final but Mamoru smirked at her.

"No." he exhaled then. "It means you are starting to like me and I'm reeling you in." He thought it was about time he stopped playing the guy who fought with her and start taking the role of the guy pursuing her. "This is a completely different kind of war and I'm sorry to say you started it." He sounded so damn cocky that it pissed her off.

"I'm taken Chiba." She said through gritted teeth but his smirk only served to annoy her more, there was a fire in his eyes that sent shivers down her spine.

"Well then that means I'll have to fight harder." He stepped closer to her and Usagi felt her heart race wildly. "But Motoki isn't my competition now is he?" He watched the shock on Usagi's face and he felt relief course through his body, he had suspected she remembered who Motoki was.

"What do you mean?" she wanted to move away but her feet wouldn't budge.

"My opponent is a little bit more challenging. But I'll win over Endymion." His arm suddenly coiled around her waist and pulled her closely to him, he looked down into her crystalline blue eyes. "I'll win." He placed a feather like kiss on her lips shocking her.

"You can't just say you started to like me because of a kiss." She protested but it was an airy soft like protest. He chuckled she looked so damn cute.

"No the kiss only prompted me to say I like you." The words seemed to send her heart into a frenzy. "The feeling has been there for a while, I'm just tired of sitting in the sidelines; as of now I'm in the game."

"I hate game metaphors" she pouted but she felt a strange excitement. "I'm going to give you hell."

"Bring it on." The knock came again almost as if signifying the start of a match between then. Mamoru let Usagi go and she silently but quickly made her way back to her room, Mamoru simply chuckled walking towards the front door and opening it.

"What took you?" Motoki asked having been the one knocking on the door per Mamoru's request to be awoken at five that morning since he had an exam that day.

"Just an interesting little development is all."

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Okay so I've had this here for a while but I wasn't sure if it was good enough…I've decided yes…I'm not sure when I'll update again so be on the look out for the next chapter!

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