In the Stars

Usagi

A/N: Kind of spoilers for Act One of Sailor Moon Crystal. I have wanted to write this since the spoilers but decided to wait until after the premiere. So many emotions.

This is a two shot for the dreams of royalty I'm sure both Usagi and Mamoru have had. I love this twist to the manga and cannot possibly be more in love.

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The moonlight is comforting. Its bright light illuminates the path I would have known even if the moon would have died out. I'm running late. He's waiting for me. I swing my head around to watch the moon in its steady rise. Tonight my home is closest to his home. Under normal circumstances there would be celebrations to commemorate the proximity of our kingdoms. Tonight, though, is not normal. Celebrations have ceased and war is coming.

Earth's Palace is off limits to me. Princesses are not to be out in hostile territory. Princesses are not to be meeting the enemy. But I cannot help it. This is different.

I turn back to the path and pick up my pace. My hands pull up at the train of my white dress. The white palace walls dominate my vision after minutes of running though the greenery. Almost there. I hope I have not taken too long to get here. He always worries for my sake. I always tell him I take the safest way over but he insists that we still need to be careful. The Earthern Kingdom has become hostile and they would kill even me. I am thankful for him every day I am alive. He is my sun and moon, my one and only.

"Serenity."

My ears perk and I allow my eyes to roam the area. It is definitely is voice. Heart racing, I run at full speed to our meeting spot. My dress falls from my hands and I allow my excitement to show on my face as I run. And suddenly I see him step from the shadows.

"Endymion!"

Our hands reach out to each other and suddenly the night just starts to make sense. My fingers intertwine with his warm fingers and my heart races with the excitement of our weekly meeting. The war brimming between our kingdoms are just dots in our memory, unimportant. All my mother's warnings of the evil brewing amongst the Earthern priestess escape my mind and Endymion takes center stage. His raven hair and deep blue eyes are my world and there's no way to bring me back to reality. Not until the sun begins to kiss horizon and I have to depart back home. Back away from him where my love becomes my enemy.

I tilt my head up to meet his lips and I close my eyes falling into his embrace. He is all I dream of. All I think of when war threatens to destroy both of our lives. My Endymion will always protect me through all the danger. There could only be days before the war strikes but I would rather die before I give this love up.

And I just might have to.

"Usagi, you're going to be late!"

I groan and curl myself farther into my blankets. The dream slips from my grasp and the picture fades away. This is the seventh time this month that I have had this dream. Not necessarily the same every time. But it's always the same princess and prince. Their love is so strong it hurts me. I can only wish I can find a love that strong just not so… tragic. My eyes peek up from my comforter and my heart leaps from my chest. "Ahhhhh!"

Jumping out of my bed I run to pull my uniform over my head while containing a yawn. "Mama, you idiot! Why couldn't you wake me up earlier?"

This is my least favorite part of the day. Knowing my dreams are fading from my direct memory as I rush through my morning routine upsets me. I want to know this princess and console her. Her love is forbidden and I know I just want…I don't know. I want to just see her happy with her prince.

I would give anything to be a princess. My life is so boring that even having a romance going against the stars would make me happy. Sighing, I push bobby pins into my hair and rush downstairs in hope to maybe make it to class before Haruna-sensei can mark me tardy. Dreams of princesses just don't fit in with my life, I suppose. At least, not yet.

. . .

That would be another be a good thing about being a princess, jewelry. The test Haruna-sensei gave me back earlier mocks me in my hands. Angry red marks are nothing compared to how mad Mama will be mad at me. "Thirty Percent, I don't think I can ask my mom for anything." A groan slips out of my throat and I crush the paper between my hands. "I should just go home." I toss the paper behind me in attempt to rid myself of the evidence of my failure as a girl. But I hear my test hit not the ground but hit something else much sooner than the ground. "H-huh?"

"You hit me, Miss Bump Head. Are you trying to make bumps on my head too?"

I whip around at the sound of the male voice cringing. He was not there a minute ago, I swear. And is he making fun of my hair? The nerve! "Excuse me, they're not bumps! This is a hair style!" My hands fly up defensively around my hair buns. I work very hard on this hairstyle every morning!

But he's not listening. "30 percent? You need to study harder, Miss Bun Head."

My test is placed in front of my face and I feel my cheeks redden in embarrassment. Whoever this man is, he does not exactly have the authority to tell me what I need to do. Oooh the nerve of him! "Mind your own business!" I snatch my paper from his hands, my fingers brushing up against his wrist in the process.

Both of us shiver and I jump back from his touch, dropping both my test and my school bag.

Endymion!

I blink dumbly this man. Have I seen him before? No, I'm sure I would remember ebony hair and those dark, alluring blue eyes. But he looks…..

I love him. With all my heart. He is my savior and guardian through everything and our love is greater than the war waging between our countries. I pull him tighter to me. If I could have it my way I would never leave his side.

No. It—It can't be. Not at all possible. I blink pull myself from his gaze. H-he looks like he knows me too and I swear he is about to ask me something. But I can't. Th-this is not real. The man in front of me is not a prince. He is not Endymion. Whoever that is. I turn away in hope that somehow I'm over-reacting. That this man is not staring at me like he know me, he's just looking in disgust at the girl who scored a thirty percent on an English test.

Something's missing. My cheeks flush and I turn back to the man in the tuxedo and grab my test and bag up from the ground. He's still staring at me. This isn't happening. I rush away from OSA-P shop with my shoulders shaking. Endymion is just a figment of my imagination. And he certainly was not standing in front of me just moments before making fun of my low test score.

In a tuxedo nonetheless.

Even a good twenty paces away my heart is still pounding. My dream. This isn't possible. Sneaking a glance behind me, I purse my lips. He is still looking at me through his dark shades with a hand tucked into the pocket of his tuxedo. "Who wears a tuxedo in the middle of the afternoon? Pretentious jerk!" I bite the words out and turn back towards home.

Obviously I just need sleep. But maybe….

Maybe my dreams aren't exactly dreams.

Maybe it's a romance written in the stars.

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A/N: Looking good? Hope so! Endymion's chapter will be up next week, I hope! :).

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