Usagi woke up in a familiar room, she rose from the bed slowly. She saw Mamoru asleep beside her. She sighed, and remembered their last conversation. He knows now.
She felt that Mamoru flinched and woke up. His hair slightly disheveled and he rubbed his eye. When he saw Usagi's already awake, a relieved smile spread across his face.
"Usa… thank goodness you're awake!" Mamoru exclaimed happily, his voice still thick with sleep. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm okay," she replied softly, returning his smile, but the lightness in her heart was shadowed by the weight of their unspoken words. The two of them fell into an uneasy silence, the atmosphere of the room thick with unaddressed emotions. Usagi glanced around, taking in the morning light filtering through the curtains, casting gentle shadows that danced across the floor. "W-where is everyone? C-chibiusa?" she asked, attempting to break the tension with a casual inquiry.
"The girls are at home, Chibiusa is with Makoto," he answered, his voice steady but his eyes revealing a hint of worry. Usagi nodded, absorbing the information, though her mind was elsewhere. The deafening silence returned, wrapping around them like a heavy blanket. Usagi sighed, her gaze drifting back to Mamoru, who was watching her closely. The only difference between their expressions was that his looked very loving and tender, making Usagi's insides melt and her heart flutter.
"M-mamo-chan…" she began, her voice trembling slightly as she searched for the right words to express the turmoil within her.
Mamoru's hand caressed Usagi's bare face, his touch gentle and reassuring. It sent a thrill through her, making her heart beat non-stop. He leaned closer, his breath warm against her skin as he planted a soft kiss on her forehead. "Come back to me, Usa…" he whispered, his words laced with an earnest plea that resonated deep within her soul.
Usagi's eyes widened, surprise mixing with the warmth of his affection. She felt a rush of emotions swell up inside her—love, fear, hope—all colliding in a chaotic dance. "I… I want to," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper, "but Id don't want you or anyone else to suffer because of me..,"
Mamoru's expression softened even further, and he took a deep breath, as if gathering strength for what he was about to say. " Your pain is my pain, Usagi. I believe that we can find a way through this together. You don't have to carry this burden on your own."
The sincerity in his eyes pierced through her uncertainty, and she felt a flicker of hope spark within her. "I just don't want to put you in further danger, Mamo-chan. I never wanted any of this to happen," she confessed, her voice trembling with emotion.
His thumb brushed against her cheek, and he smiled, a genuine warmth radiating from him. "I know. But we've faced so much together, and I believe we can face this too. We have each other, and that's what matters most."
Usagi took a deep breath, feeling the weight of his words settle around her like a comforting embrace. "You're right," she said, determination flooding her spirit. "I'll try… I'll try to be brave for us."
Mamoru's smile widened, a mixture of relief and pride shining in his eyes. "That's all I ask, Usa. Just take your time, and remember, I'm right here with you."
They shared a tender moment, an unspoken understanding passing between them as they held each other's gaze. In that quiet room, with the world outside forgotten, Usagi found a flicker of strength within her, ignited by Mamoru's unwavering support. Perhaps, together, they could navigate this new reality and emerge stronger than before.
Usagi hugged him, and he gave it back. She held him tightly, missing every inch of his body, his presence, and his scent. As she stepped back slightly, a soft blush crept onto her cheeks, a delicate shade of pink that revealed her vulnerability and affection. Gathering her courage, she leaned in and kissed him, a sweet gesture that made Mamoru flinch, caught off guard by the intensity of the moment. Their scenario felt like déjà vu for Mamoru, reminiscent of that unforgettable day at the Tokyo Tower when she had kissed him after he bravely saved her from Kunzite's attack, a memory seared into his heart.
Her kiss was filled with longing, a silent testament to the time they had spent apart and the depth of their feelings. He reciprocated the kiss, his heart racing as he placed his hand gently at the back of her head, encouraging her to lean in closer. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to savor the moment, relishing the warmth of her body against his and the familiar scent of her hair that enveloped him like a comforting embrace. It was as if the world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them, wrapped in their own private bubble of affection.
Mamoru felt an overwhelming wave of emotions crash over him—he truly missed everything about her. The way her laughter could light up a room, how her eyes sparkled with joy, and even the little quirks that made her uniquely Usagi. Each kiss they shared was like a piece of a puzzle, fitting perfectly into the empty spaces in his heart that had long ached for her presence.
Their love for one another hungered for fulfillment, a deep-seated craving that neither time nor distance could diminish. It was a bond forged through trials and triumphs, a connection that transcended the ordinary. They were two souls intertwined, each needing the other to feel whole. As their lips finally parted, a soft gasp escaped Usagi's lips, her eyes wide with a mix of joy and surprise.
Mamoru opened his eyes, his gaze locking onto hers with an intensity that spoke volumes. He could see the reflection of his own longing mirrored in her expression. "I thought I lost you," he whispered, his voice barely above a breath, filled with the weight of unspoken fears and suppressed emotions. Usagi's heart swelled at his words, and she took a step closer, her fingers brushing against his cheek, a silent promise that they would face whatever lay ahead together, united in their love.
"You won't lose me, I promise," assured Usagi, her voice steady despite the uncertainty swirling around them. Suddenly, a power outage struck, plunging the bustling city of Juban into an unexpected darkness that swallowed the streets and buildings whole. Usagi and Mamoru stood together on the balcony, their silhouettes framed against the night, when the piercing sound of her communicator broke through the silence, startling them both.
With a swift movement, Usagi reached into her pocket and pulled out the small device, her heart racing. As she clicked it open, Luna's frantic voice echoed through the darkness, urgent and sharp. "Usagi-chan! Everyone! The enemy started to move!"
Usagi's eyes widened as she exchanged a worried glance with Mamoru. "The enemy's base was the Circus!" she exclaimed, the weight of the revelation crashing over her like a tidal wave.
"We've got to help them…" Usagi's voice trailed off, a sharp pain beginning to claw at her insides, a reminder of the sacrifice she had made. She clenched her fists, feeling the familiar ache of her incomplete powers, a direct consequence of the choice to transfer them to Mamoru. The thought of taking them back sent a shiver of dread through her; doing so would not only restore her abilities but also drag Mamoru back into the depths of his own suffering, a fate she couldn't bear to witness.
Mamoru, sensing her turmoil, gently caressed her cheek, his thumb brushing against her skin in a soothing gesture. "Take it back, Usa," he urged softly, his voice filled with a mixture of concern and determination. His words hung in the air, heavy with the implications of their choices. Usagi faltered, her internal struggle laid bare on her face. She shook her head, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears, signaling her disagreement.
"No, Mamo-chan..," she countered, her voice trembling with the weight of her emotions. She could see the resolve in his gaze, a fierce conviction that made her heart ache even more.
"Usagi," he said, his tone steady, yet laced with desperation. "I can't let you face this alone. You suffer, I'll suffer. If we truly want to protect our friends, we need to be at our full strength. It's not just about us anymore; it's about everyone who relies on us."
The darkness around them seemed to echo his words, amplifying the gravity of their situation. Usagi swallowed hard, thoughts racing as she weighed their options. The weight of the world felt heavy on her shoulders, but she knew Mamoru was right. They needed to act, to fight back against the shadows creeping into their lives.
"Then let's go together," she finally decided, steeling herself for the inevitable pain that lay ahead. "If we're going to do this, we do it as one."
Mamoru's expression softened, a flicker of pride shining through the worry. He nodded, determination flooding his features. "Together, then. We'll protect everyone, no matter what it takes."
With a shared understanding, Usagi channeled her powers back. Her crystal, the Legendary Silver Crystal, went back to its original form and brilliance, radiating a soft, ethereal light that illuminated the dimly lit room. Usagi then felt the enormous power surging through her body, intertwining with the familiar energies of her friends, and an overwhelming wave of emotion washed over her. It made her teary because of the unmistakable warmth and strength she felt—a bond that transcended mere friendship, echoing the battles they had fought and the sacrifices they had made together. "They are back!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with joy and relief.
It was a bittersweet moment, a mix of ease and pain swirling within her heart like a tempest. Mamoru felt it too, the same way she felt, as if their souls were connected by an invisible thread woven through time and space. He looked at her, his eyes reflecting a deep understanding of the emotions they both shared—a silent acknowledgment of their journey and the trials that lay ahead.
They intertwined their hands together, a signature gesture they always did when they understood each other and longed to bridge the gap that distance sometimes created. In that moment, they raised both their intertwined hands in the air, a powerful symbol of unity and resolve. "Moon Crisis Make Up!" they shouted in unison, their voices ringing with confidence and hope.
As the words left their lips, a brilliant flash enveloped them, transforming their forms with an intensity that felt almost otherworldly. The air crackled with energy as their personas emerged, cloaked in the vibrant colors of their respective transformations, each detail of their costumes shimmering with newfound power. Usagi, now dressed as Sailor Moon, felt the familiar tiara settle on her forehead, its presence grounding yet empowering. Mamoru, transformed into Tuxedo Mask, felt the weight of his cape billowing behind him, a reminder of the promise he made to protect her.
As they stood together, a radiant aura enveloping them, the world around them seemed to shift. The atmosphere thickened with anticipation as they readied themselves for the challenges that awaited them. With their hearts aligned and their powers synchronized, they were more than just warriors; they were a force of nature—ready to confront whatever darkness dared to challenge the light.
Together, they took a moment to breathe, feeling the strength of their connection surge through them. The bond forged in the fires of battle had only grown stronger, and now, with their friends by their side, they were ready to reclaim what was rightfully theirs. The shadows of despair began to recede as they prepared to face their greatest adversary yet, hearts soaring with the knowledge that they would never fight alone. The legacy of the Legendary Silver Crystal pulsed with life, a beacon of hope in a world that desperately needed it.
Usagi as Super Sailor Moon and Mamoru as Tuxedo Mask, they hold each other hands and with a shared determination they turned away from the balcony, their hearts beating in sync, ready to face whatever darkness awaited them at the Circus. The flicker of hope ignited between them, a promise of strength and resilience as they ventured into the unknown, ready to confront the enemy and reclaim their destinies.
The world outside seemed to pulse with an electric tension, as if it too was holding its breath in anticipation. Usagi's heart raced, adrenaline coursing through her veins as she and Mamoru exchanged determined glances. In that moment, they were no longer just two young lovers; they were warriors bound by fate, ready to stand against the encroaching darkness.
"Let's find the others," Usagi said, her voice steady despite the nervous flutter in her stomach. She could feel the immense power of the Silver Crystal thrumming within her, a reminder of her responsibility to protect not just her friends, but the entire world. Mamoru nodded in agreement, his eyes blazing with resolve.
Together, they made their way down of the apartment building, their steps echoing in the stillness. Each footfall was a reminder of the battles they had fought, the friends they had lost, and the strength they had drawn from one another. As they reached outside, Usagi paused, her hand resting on her chest, uncertainty creeping back into her mind.
"What if we're not strong enough?" she whispered, her breath barely audible. The fear of failure loomed over her like a dark cloud, threatening to overshadow the flickering hope lit by their earlier conversation.
Mamoru turned to her, his expression softening. "We've faced countless challenges before and always emerged stronger. This time will be no different." His voice was calm, yet firm, a steady anchor in the storm of her emotions. "Remember, we're not alone. We have our friends, our family, and each other. Together, we can overcome anything."
With a deep breath, Usagi nodded, feeling the warmth of his support wrap around her like a protective shield. As they stepped into the world outside, where the darkness was beginning to settle over Juban, weaving itself into the very fabric of the city. The streets, usually bustling with life, felt eerily quiet, as if the world was holding its breath in anticipation of the impending confrontation.
As they made their way towards the Circus, Usagi's thoughts drifted to her friends—their unwavering loyalty, the countless times they had fought side by side, and the laughter they had shared. She knew they were counting on her, and that thought ignited a fire within her. "We have to hurry. The others need us," she urged, quickening her pace.
Mamoru matched her stride, his presence a constant source of strength beside her. "We'll get there, Usa. Just focus on what lies ahead." The streets began to shift, and the atmosphere thickened as they drew closer to the Circus, the air heavy with an ominous energy that sent chills down her spine.
As they approached the entrance, a sense of foreboding settled over them, the once vibrant colors of the Circus now dulled and twisted, a reflection of the darkness that had taken root within its confines. Usagi felt her heart pound in her chest as she recalled the stories of the enemy, the fearsome foes who had wreaked havoc on their lives. "Stay close, Mamo-chan," she whispered, a tinge of anxiety lacing her voice.
Mamoru gently squeezed her hand, his grip reassuring. "Always." They exchanged a determined glance, a silent vow that they would face whatever awaited them together.
With resolve, they stepped through the entrance, the world inside the Circus a stark contrast to the outside. Flickering lights cast eerie shadows, and the air was thick with the scent of popcorn and cotton candy—remnants of joy now tainted by the encroaching darkness. The once cheerful atmosphere felt distorted, a sinister undertone lurking just beneath the surface.
"Where are they?" Usagi murmured, scanning the dimly lit surroundings. Her heart raced as she sensed the presence of their friends, but it was mixed with the overwhelming energy of the enemy that loomed nearby.
Suddenly, a familiar voice broke through the tension. "Usagi-chan! Mamoru-san!" It was Sailor Mercury, her blue hair shimmering even in the dim light. She rushed towards them, her expression a blend of relief and urgency. "We've been looking for you! The enemy is gathering forces, and we need to act fast."
"Where are the others?" Usagi asked, her eyes darting around for any sign of their friends.
"They're regrouping at the center of the Circus," Mercury explained, urgency lacing her words. "They've set traps to catch anyone who tries to interfere. We need to strategize before making our move."
Just then, Sailor Mars appeared, her fiery spirit radiating confidence as she joined them. "You two made it! Good—you'll need to be prepared," she said, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings. "We've already lost track of Chibiusa and the others; we can't let them fall into enemy hands."
Usagi's heart sank at the mention of Chibiusa. "We have to find her! She's counting on us!"
"Don't worry," Tuxedo Mask reassured her, his voice steady. "We'll find her together."
As they moved deeper into the Circus, the atmosphere grew thicker with tension. The sounds of laughter from earlier had been replaced with distant echoes of malevolent whispers, and the oppressive darkness seemed to pulse with a life of its own. Usagi's heart raced as they approached the center, a stage that had once showcased joy, now an arena of fear.
Suddenly, the ground shook beneath their feet, and a figure emerged from the shadows, cloaked in darkness. The enemy stood tall, their presence radiating malice, eyes glowing with an unnatural light. "Well, well, look who we have here," the figure taunted, a sinister grin stretching across their face. "The Sailor Guardians have come to play."
Usagi felt a shiver run down her spine, but she stood tall, her determination igniting a fire within her. "Who are you?! And e're here to protect our friends and stop you!" she declared, her voice ringing with conviction.
"Protect them? I am Zirconia," the enemy laughed, a chilling sound that echoed through the air. "You're too late. They're already mine."
In that moment, time seemed to freeze as Usagi's heart sank. She could feel the weight of the enemy's words bearing down on her, a heavy reminder of the stakes at hand. But just as despair threatened to consume her, she felt Mamoru's hand tighten around hers, grounding her in the moment.
"We won't let you take them!" he shouted, stepping forward with fierce determination. "You'll have to go through us first!"
With that, the battle began, a whirlwind of light and darkness clashing as the Sailor Guardians stood united against the malevolent force. Usagi summoned the power of the Silver Crystal, a brilliant light illuminating the darkness that surrounded them. "Moon Gorgeous Meditation!" she called out, sending her powers flying toward the enemy with precision.
The enemy dodged, laughter echoing in the air. "Is that all you've got?" they mocked, but Usagi's resolve only strengthened.
With her friends by her side, Usagi felt an overwhelming sense of unity—their hearts beating as one, each Guardian lending their strength to the other. The power of friendship surged through them, fueling their determination as they fought back against the encroaching darkness.
In the chaos of the battle, Usagi's eyes darted around, searching for Chibiusa and the others. Each moment felt like an eternity, but she knew they had to keep fighting, to push through the fear and doubt that threatened to overwhelm them.
As the battle raged on, memories of their shared laughter and struggles fueled her resolve. They had fought for their futures before, and this time would be no different. With each strike and each incantation, they reclaimed their power, carving a path through the darkness, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
"Together!" Usagi shouted, her voice ringing with conviction as they combined their powers, forming a brilliant wave of energy that surged toward the enemy. "We will protect what we hold dear!"
And as the light clashed with the shadows, Usagi knew that no matter the outcome, they would fight with everything they had. For their love, for their friends, and for the hope that burned bright within them all. Together, they would face the darkness, and together, they would emerge victorious.
This scene continues when everyone was reunited in Sailor Moon Eternal Movie. A scene before Usagi and Mamoru shrank. I hope you enjoyed this story! Happy Reading, Moonies!