A Dream? A Sailor Moon One shot.

Usagi Tsukino aka Usa yelped as she woke with a start, her dreams had been frightening, but not because they had been filled with monsters, gore, and murder. She heard her door open and her Mother stuck her head in.

She asked delicately. “Are you OK, Usa?”

“Mom is that you?” She knew it was, but her brain was still reeling.

Her Mother came in and turned on a small lamp. “Did you have a bad dream?”

The pinkette bit back the urge to answer that question sarcastically; she needed to ask one thing, and then she would know the truth.

“Mom, am I your only daughter?” She asked.

The older blond looked at her daughter oddly, “No, of course not; you know that.” but then seeing the fear in her daughter’s eyes she quickly spoke up again. “There is also Kousagi that’s it.”

“What color is her hair? No half sisters? Daddy is our daddy and no one else’s; you are just our mom right? RIGHT?!” Usa spoke rapidly.

The older woman looked at her child. “What is bringing all this on….?”

“Just answer the question PLEASE!” Usa urged.

Usagi nodded. “Kousagi’s hair is pink, you both are our only kids.” She then called out. “Mamo you don’t have any other kids do you?”

Mamoru stood in the doorway. “No, why?” He looked at his panicked daughter. “What’s the matter?”

“A dream. A strange, annoying, seemingly never ending dream.” Usa said and dropped her face into her palms.

Usagi looked at her husband. “Honey why don’t you make some tea.” she then looked at her teenage daughter. “ We’re all up now,  we can drink tea and have some muffins, and you can tell us all about it OK?”

“Oh I didn’t wake you up did I?” She asked.

Her Mother laughed. “No Kousagi has been up since 5:30; I don’t know where she gets all the energy, or why she is such an early riser. She didn’t get it from me!”

Usagi got up and tightened her robe around her; she smiled down at her daughter, and then left her room. Usa did want to talk about it, she knew it would make her feel better, so she got up grabbed her robe and headed down stairs.

In the kitchen her parents sat at the table; a steaming mug of tea and a muffin sat invitingly on a plate. She sat down and took a bite of the baked treat, and a sip of the hot bitter tea. She then looked around, in the silence she could hear her younger sister playing in the other room. She took a deep breath and started to tell them her dream.

“It was so weird, I was watching myself, but I looked just like you Mom, exactly like you. I had senshi powers like you did when you were my age, like JUST LIKE YOURS at first. I even had your uniform, all the fights were the SAME, it’s like someone with no imagination took the adventures you and Daddy had and made it mine.” She began. “Then it got WORSE; you both had kids with so many other people, and they were all GIRLS.” she took another sip. All of the half sisters by Mom looked just like her; like someone just traced your picture and put different hair and clothes on it. They came and left with no rhyme or reason; it made no SENSE!” She tried to calm down; she ran her hand through her fluffy pink hair.

Usagi watched her eldest try to continue; this dream obviously had gotten to her. Sunlight bounced off her pink hair; her hair was full of body like her Mother’s hair. Kousagi had gotten the pink hair, but it was not as full in body as Usa’s, and it also had curls. She mused as she waited for her daughter to continue.

“There were SO many half sisters because they were all twins; it was like you WERE a bunny, and just reproducing left and right.” She continued. “I had a group of friends, but they were not Shoku, Taiyo, Kujaku, and Kai; it was the daughters of YOUR friends and they looked just like them, like their Dad’s contributed nothing. Ami’s daughter was just like her mousy, but really smart, same with Minako’s kid, she even was a vigilante like her Mom. The only daughter that was different was Makoto’s daughter, but she was like the complete opposite of her. Where Makoto was strong and motivated, and wouldn’t take anything from anyone; this daughter was an unoriginal pacifist, who had no confidence what-so-ever.” Usa talked with her hands. “Again there were very little differences between your lives and ours; it was like being trapped in an annoying version of Groundhog Day the movie, but it was a messed up version of your life. The Dark Kingdom was there, all the youma was the same and the generals were all women. All the weapons I had were just like your’s at first, but then I seemed to evolve, but I kept making the same mistakes I did before. Then Kousagi appeared like I did when you were young; like the exact same reasons, but she had purple hair, and this REALLY STUPID hair style.” She stopped to gather her thoughts.

Mamoru was still trying to wrap his head around having children with anyone else other than Usagi.

“Ugh then there was the kids of Seiya, Taiki, and Yaten; same as what they did when they were looking for Kakyuu, and Seiya’s kid even hit on me. He/she had a crush on my like Seiya had on you; I mean HONESTLY!” She raised her voice a little. “Everyone’s kid looked just like them, and what is worse, Haruka’s daughter had a mullet, UGH! Even the hot springs trip they took was just like the one you went on with Grandma and Grampa when you were my age.” She finished her muffin and took a gulp of her cooling tea.

Usagi chimed in. “I can see how unsettling that would be, but what made you wake up so suddenly?”

“I...I...Well it started when Kousagi...I mean dream Kousagi suddenly was my age, she came back in time like I had but was she was a teenager. She was on some sort of mission, but it seemed to get lost in all the repetitious battle with the Dark Kingdom. Oh yea you also had a sister from your past life, I don’t know if she was your true sister or if there was more to it, but she was real pretty and a redhead.” She added, as she remembered more of what she saw. “Also everyone was finding soulmates left and right, like no one had any control over their choices, it was like insta-mate just add water and POOF! We all fell in love with them even if they acted like jerks, or were creepy. Like we had no free will, and were just puppets in someone one’s sick desire web. Anyway all our kids were turning evil for stupid reasons; coming from the Future trying to kill us.” She paused for a moment and looked to make sure her kid sister was still in the other room. “Kousagi met this guy; he was real creepy towards her at first; she knew nothing about him, but she um...had sex with him.”She then hushed up as Kousagi came into the kitchen.

Mamoru got her some fruit and accompanied her back into the other room; he didn’t want to hear anymore.

“I had to watch the whole thing; it was unsettling, and totally frustrating.” Usa continued. “Like I’d hope she would have more sense than that; to sleep with a guy she hardly knew. That is what woke me up, I was trying to get him away from her.” she said.

The teen then waited for her Mom to say something comforting.

Usagi looked at her daughter. “If she is smart as you; she will never do anything that foolish, plus you’ll be there to guide her in the differences between love and lust.”

“Other parts of the dream, the stuff with you and Daddy sleeping around, or having revenge relations was outlandish, and the other stuff was probably from reading manga, or watching animes.” She reasoned. “That last bit though was so disturbing; it was akin to rape because Kou is a kid even though she was my age in the dream, and this creep-guy was older.” She shuddered.

Usagi nodded. “Well if she was from the future, like you said, then she was not only young but unborn in relation to the present of the dream, so I agree very disturbing.”

Usa knew she was forgetting a lot of stuff; and she was ok with that. All she wanted to do now was hang out with her friends and forget all about what she had drempt. It was still so early, and there was no way she could go back to sleep. She got an idea, and went to her room and pulled on some casual clothes.

“Hey brat, you want to go play?” She asked as she entered the living room where Kousagi was stacking blocks.

Kousagi jumped up. “For REAL!”

Kou could not believe it; usually her older sister treated her like she was a burden, or just an annoyance.

“For real real, let’s go!” Usa urged.

The sisters headed out into the backyard and Usa showed her some of the games she used to play when she was younger.