Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Alternate Realities ❯ Opening the Eyes Part 1 ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Title- Alternate Realities
Author- Darkfurre and Aoi Shoujo
Pairing- Not for any existing characters
Rating- PG-13 - It might change later thanks to the violence factor.
Length- One out of a lot of chapters…I am so gonna get cramped hands from this.
Disclaimer- We do not own any of the pre-created characters from Sailormoon nor do I
really want to. Many of the characters in this story however ARE ours and we'd
appreciate it if it stayed that way. Do not sue us because I'm sure there are other fanfic
writers more wealthy then us. We are broke.
Warnings- This is not the happiest fic ever. I assure you that it will get dark and it will get
stranger. So consider yourself warned if your favorite character dies off cause it probably
WILL happen.
Notes- This was a joint effort between two people. It had been a cute happy story until
Darkfurre got depressed and used the idea to vent her stress and frustration creating what
you are about to read.


Chapter One~

"Tanna! You didn't tell anyone that I was going out did you? You know that in mom's
condition she'd only worry herself into a fever and then ground me some. Stop laughing
at me! You know how serious this is!" The green-hair boy crossed his arms at his best
friend. Tanna only shook his head, the laughter trapped in his brown eyes. "Oh! You are
so impossible! I hope you die so I can have some peace." His older friend stopped and
looked at Hikaru with a mocking look of self-pity.

"So sorry. If I'm bothering His Highness at all, I am terribly sorry. If you want
you may take my life. Or perhaps we could settle for a marriage. It's even more painful."
He burst out laughing in such a way that his copper hair was sent flying into his face.
"Oh. Stop looking at me like that. I didn't tell anyone about your date today."

Hikaru's expression of murder changed to one of relief. " I know it's a stupid thing to
hide. Most shouldn't have to keep it hidden but I do. Mom's been strange about
something ever since I can remember and no one wants to tell me what's wrong. Dad
refuses to talk to me about mom at all. It's like a conspiracy or something. Let Neo
Queen Serenity play dress up with her son to keep her distracted while her soldiers run
the kingdom." He let out a sigh and wrapped his soft blue wool scarf tighter around his
face so that only his crystal blue eyes peek out. His long hair was tucked into a hat of
similar color and material. Though it was early and the snow hadn't drifted to the ground
yet, he found it to be absolutely freezing recently but nothing out of the ordinary.

"If that's not bad enough it has to some other secret. All of mom's soldiers are in
frenzy about the temperature and stuff. It's like everyone's paranoid about something. It's
chaos." He looked at his friend who was quietly listening to his rambling. "You're so
lucky Tanna. You get to live normally without the big rooms, servants too busy to talk,
insane parents, and overprotective paranoid soldiers."

Hikaru would have continued talking on for a good long time had it not been for
the faint call behind them. Tanna turned to the prince and gave him an apologetic smirk.
"I may not have any of those but I have a mother and four brothers to care for and if I
hear correctly I have to go home so my mom can go to work and I can baby sit. Have fun
on your date and be sure to tell me all the details." He turned and started to run home as
best he could while wearing bundles of clothing.

A blush crept across Hikaru's face but was hidden by the scarf as he waves
towards his retreating friend. Turning to go down the path again he barely took three
steps before he felt a tug on his pants. Looking down he saw that it was a little girl
clutching a notebook and pen close to her chest, her large eyes shining with eagerness.
"Prince Hikaru? Can I have your autograph? Please?" She held her bundle towards him
and he had no choice but to comply. Making little girls cry was not a habit he wanted to
have. A few moments later the girl happily ran off and he resumed his slow walk his
home, the Crystal Palace. From where he was in the Kingdom he could see the
translucent spikes of the palace towering higher then every other building like a sort of
beacon for a weary traveler. //Yeah…well what if the traveler was weary of his home? //
He thought to himself bitterly. //My future kingdom for a normal life without autographs.
//


As soon as he stepped into the door he was nearly swept off his feet by the
servants. After making sure he was in good condition, he was set down in a chair next to
a fireplace. A strange silence filled the air as everyone left leaving Hikaru alone in his
chair. The lights were out and the fire was giving off a warm glow that created intricate
shadows spanning across the walls. A door opened and the tall figure of blond hair and
clad in white stepped into the room followed by two of her soldiers, Venus and Mars, if
he was correct.

"Hikaru! You had me so worried! Why did you go out for a walk without telling
anyone? We had a search going on through the palace for the last hour." The Queen
looked down at her son with concern written all over. "Look at you. You look chilled to
the bones. You need to bundle up more. Summer's ended already." Hikaru rolled his eyes
and stood up. The two soldiers behind the queen exchanged looks of amusement at what
was about to and always happened.

"First off, I am no longer a little child. I am 15, Mother. I don't need to tell you
everything in my life much less when I'm going out for a five-minute walk. It's called a
five-minute walk for a reason too. Because it usually last for only five minutes! Not an
hour." He sat down again. "Though I have to agree with you on the temperature. It is cold
but I can't dress any warmer in here unless you want me to wear my coat around. You
told the maids not to talk my fall clothes out because you were afraid I'd overheat. You
do remember don't you? It happened two weeks ago." Quickly he stood up and stormed
out of the room leaving his mother collapsed on the ground in a dramatic display of
weeping and sobbing as her two soldier's tried to comfort her. As he passed out of the
door another one of the protectors whispered her apology to him. Mercury was it?
Whether she was apologizing for standing in his way or for his mother's embarrassing
display he could not tell nor did he really care.

He had something called a romance life to take care of and nothing his mother did
to restrain him was going to stop him. A smile played on his lips as he pushed the large
doors and exited his home. She was going to have to put up with his casual clothes
tonight since he didn't have the courage to go back and face his mother about the reason
he was dressed so formally. He knew for a fact that while crazed hi mother was no idiot.
She'd been young once and whether she remembered it or not had been a teenager as
well. She could easily conclude that formal clothes in the evening meant that something
was up. Nope. Not going to take the chance.

The cold winds grew even colder as the sun was down and Hikaru found himself
cursing at his stupidity. While storming out of the palace he'd grabbed his heavy winter
coat but forgot to grab his hat, gloves, and scarf. His knee-length thin green ponytail blew
everywhere in the constant breeze and, quite plainly, was annoying him. Why was he
even doing this? He didn't even know the girl he was going on the date with. Supposedly
she was the sister of a friend of one of Tanna's many school buddies. His friend set him
up with the promise of making him feel like a real teenage boy rather then the insane
queen's son. The butterflies in his stomach only seemed to get worse as he neared the
little coffee shop in the Kingdom where the girl was supposedly waiting.//Hanae? Yes. I
think that's her name. //

He'd never stepped into a school with others before having been home-schooled
his entire life. At first his mom taught him but when she lost her mind the task was taken
over by a strict hired tutor who, he swore, had a thirst for blood. Other then that he'd had
no real contact with any others outside of those in his court. The only reason he and
Tanna were friends was because his copper-haired friend's father was part of the kitchen
staff and had brought him one day five years ago and soon wandered off. Hikaru found
the wandering peasant waltzing through the halls as if there was no care in the world and
from then on they were good friends to become best later on. Tanna had the self-
confidence and outgoingness that Hikaru strived for while the crowned prince was simply
a friendless lost little boy growing up in an environment all too healthy for him.

The warm glow of the elaborate-looking street lamps lining the streets gave
everything a strange look to it and for first time that night it was not from the cold.
People went around on their own personal time now that the day had gone and with that
went the normal everyday errands and duties. He smiled to himself. It felt wonderful, this
melding into the anonymousness of the crowd around him. No one knew him and he
didn't know them and he was happy that way. A sigh of relief passed through his mouth
as he spotted the coffee shop. The corners of his mouth fell again as the butterflies
attacked him stronger then they did before. A last soft breeze blew as though the wind
was caressing his face gently then he opened the door of the shop and stepped in.

It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust to the brightness of the shop and when
it did he looked around in awe. The place was absolutely packed with more teenagers his
age then he'd ever seen in his life. Everyone was too busy chatting away with each other
to notice the newcomer. Against what he had previously thought in fact his attire was
perfect for the atmosphere. Under his coat he was clad in a light off-white wool sweater
and simple blue jeans. To him they felt like rags but to everyone around him they were
probably more like luxury items. Relief from their usual school uniforms and work
garments. He looked around for the girl he was supposed to be with. According to what
Tanna said she was short with brown hair cut pixie style, a round face with two light
brown eyes. No sight of her to be seen….


Hikaru hid his face into his pillow, his unkempt hair flowing all over his sheets and
mattress and trailing off to the floor. A knock sounded at the door just as it opened. The
small face and surrounding overwhelming frills and lace of the maid peeked in with a
smile. She stepped in and watched as the prince turned to look at her. "Your Highness.
Your friend Tanna wishes to speaks with you. Shall I send him up?" Her sweet smile
contrasted violently against his frown. He let out a sigh.

"Send him up and then leave." His face resumed its original position in his pillows and
the maid walked closer to his bed with concern written all over her face.

"Is there something wrong? Should I send for your mother, your Highness?" His head
snapped up.

"Is there something you don't understand about 'Send him up' or 'Leave me alone?" The
maid blushed and bowed before promptly running out of the room to continue her daily
duties. He dropped his head down again. Hikaru felt sorry about how he treated her but
was in no mood to beat himself up about it. Later he'd apologize to her. Suddenly the
door was opened again except this time his tall copper-headed friend waltzed
in…literally. It wasn't until the spinning figure started to knock his things over did the
prince actually mind. Tanna stopped when requested too.

"Hey Hikaru! How'd your date go or better yet, how far did you go?" He puckered up
his lips and batted his eyes at him. "Didja give her a big smooch or was that just the
beginning?" The answer to his question came in the same form as one of the big pillow
that whacked him across the face. He blinked in shock as he found himself face-to-face
with a less-then-pleased prince.

"How do you think my date went when there wasn't even a date? I went to the coffee
shop just like you told me to but when I got there she wasn't there. When I tried to leave
some guys blocked off the door and said that they needed to show their patriotism. I can't
stand this. I can't even go out without being beaten on." He gingerly touched his swollen
left eye and gritted his teeth. "Nothing was broken but I still can't show my mother.
She'd absolutely flip and order that the offenders be publicly humiliated and thus making
it so that I won't be able to show my face ever again."

Tanna's smile had long since turned into a sour frown. He shook his head. "I don't know
what to say other then I'm sorry. Perhaps I should never have arranged it." Hikaru
plopped his face down onto his pillows again and let out a groan. "Hey liven up though.
Life is full of surprises. What might beat you down one day will soon be beaten down if
you have enough faith in yourself."

"I know what might cheer you up. Let's go out for a walk down to the mall or something.
I'm sure a good shopping spree would cheer you up. No objections allowed" He winked
at his friend and then proceeded to randomly spin around and singing a loud song to
block out whatever objections his friend might voice. Hikaru let out another groan.


A girl opened her eyes and found herself sitting on a bench right next to a fountain in
what seemed to be a park. She blinked her large red eyes a bit in confusion and looked
around. Her short blond hair waved as the wind played with it, caressing it and brushing
it out of her face. True the wind was very cold but nothing worth complaining about in
such the manner that the passing people were making over it. If anyone should be
complaining it should be her, clad in a simple black sleeveless shirt a few sizes too big
for her and a black skirt that reached down to her knees. Her feet were clad in white
socks only, and yet she was not complaining. Despite her strange state of dress she found
that she was not receiving any attention at all, not even any looks of sympathy.

"Shane? Why have you brought me here? Its people are cold and unpleasant!" She
hissed at the tall black-haired man next to her on the bench. "I don't like it. It brings
shivers down my spine. " She crossed her arms and clutched at her shoulders and
shuddered. She gritted her teeth and let out a whimper when she realized that he wasn't
going to do anything besides sit and watch her reaction. A hand fell onto his shoulder and
he temporarily turned away from the girl to stare at the owner of the hand.

The newcomer narrowed his eyes at him "Shane. I think the lesson was well learnt by
now. What do you say to giving her a break now? Rome wasn't built in one day and
neither will she be." Shane looked back to the girl who was too busy shivering from the
coldness of the people rather then the temperature, to listen.

"Very well, Randi."



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