Author: serena-tsukino66 PM
I know in my heart that you are mine, but where did you come from? Pink hair...Red eyes...Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Usagi T./Serena/Bunny/Sailor Moon - Chapters: 3 - Words: 8,931 - Reviews: 26 - Favs: 24 - Follows: 36 - Updated: 05-27-12 - Published: 01-29-12 - id: 7786709
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Aaagh! I shouldn't be doing this! Here is Chapter One to Genetics, which is based off a little comic I made on DeviantArt (with the same name). I should be updating my other stories, I should be, I should be, I should be…but the muse needs to wake up…
I own neither Sailor Moon nor Bleach, but if I did I wouldn't need to write this, ha-ha.
"She doesn't even look like me. Did you really think you could trick me into believing she's mine?"
Perhaps he was right. No one on either side of their families had pink hair-that much of his family he knew despite the accident that killed his parents…and those eyes… While it was true their lives were anything but 'normal', it is 'normal' to look a little like your parents…isn't it?
Pink hair…red eyes…
Pink was unnatural even considering her and her scouts' origins.
Red was uncommon, as well, but not unheard of.
He had truly hurt her this time. Sure he'd done so before when he'd broken up with her because of dreams sent to him by his future self, but this time was final.
Usagi had felt their relationship dwindling for some time, but she tried to hold on for the sake of 'destiny'. She tried to hold on for Chibi-Usa. The bright eyed child had called him father—him and the him from the future. How could he say she couldn't possibly be of his flesh and blood? He was being illogical.
He had to be her father, he had to be!
He walked away. He'd finally walked away, wanting nothing to do with either of them. He was leaving the next day for America to pursue his studies. Clearly, he wished to be far, far from her presence. It was as if she had already become pregnant and flat out told him he wasn't the father.
She was on the verge of more tears. She was alone now, and the child she was meant to have did not have a future anymore. While it was true she was a bit young to be a mother, she'd had a taste of it when the little girl from the future had literally fallen into her life. Ultimately, she'd loved every moment.
Rolling over and taking her face out of the soaked pillow it had been squished into, she languidly got off her bed. She stared at the small bunnies adorning various objects around the room. They held a type of joy for her ever since she was young.
A small smile tugged at her lips as she toyed with the cross necklace around her neck, thinking of her brother. Her favorite bunny—a gift from him—sat on a special shelf in plain sight, only touched to remove dust or when she needed a hug. Unfortunately, the stuffed rabbit just wouldn't do this time.
Slowly she exited the room, making her way down the stairs, passing by the kitchen. Shingo looked up from his sandwich upon seeing her out and about after she'd bolted up the stairs into her room the moment she entered the house.
"What's the matter with you, Meatball Brain?" He always called her that, and even though he meant nothing by it, it was still an insult. His quirk of a smile faded at the void look in her eyes.
"Tell my mom I'm going to Minako's," Usagi spoke with no emotion. "Then I'm going home."
With that said, she left the house and the younger teen in silence.
Her mind was blank, only thinking of her destination. Her feet moved of their own volition down the path she'd walked so many times before.
It didn't take much time for the dam holding her emotions inside to burst as her blonde friend opened her door to her.
"He did it for real this time, Minako!" She choked, throwing herself into Minako's arms. Minako knew Usagi could feel the love that they'd shared was gone, and she'd told her that if the day came, her shoulder was ready to be cried on.
The hysterical rabbit continued, "And Chibi-Usa…she..." Her words died en route. The severity hit her harder than ever now. Despite how they'd fought, Usagi loved her daughter. How cruel it really was that after seeing what the future held it was all ripped away from her in a single moment.
Giving her some time to get her tortured sobs out, gently stroking her friend's back, Minako asked, "Where will you go?"
Usagi pulled away to face her, opening her mouth then closing it. She knew where she wanted to go, but…
"Don't worry about us. There haven't been many attacks lately. We can handle them ourselves. We don't need you." Her friend spoke.
Usagi looked taken aback. Minako laughed lightly, elaborating. "You work too hard. These youma aren't even worth your time."
Usagi gave her a small smile and hugged her. Separating, she put her hand upon her cross.
"I want to see my brother."
She had already sent him a text message to give him some warning of her arrival. She knew he wouldn't mind. He'd always dropped everything to accommodate her no matter how she told him she didn't want to burden him.
She stared down at her phone in her hand, lying lazily on her lap. She knew he'd question the message even if he had only replied with his usual 'Alright'.
Uryuu tossed the message around in his head. There was only a slight difference, but it left him wondering nonetheless. Usagi always ended her messages with a heart—as corny as it sounds—but she never left him a message without one. The absence of the icon was troubling. He knew she was not her usual bubbly self.
He set about making sure her room was ready for her. Truthfully, it was always made up for her, despite her lack of occupancy. All the room really needed was a bit of dusting.
She had asked him to keep this room simple; she didn't have it decorated with the animals that gave her own room its innocent façade. The colors, shades of blue and white, were flat with no stripes or other variations. The bedspread was the same. The only thing offsetting the décor was a tiny pink bunny sewn into the corner of her pillow.
Uryuu's hand ran across the pink stitching. He'd put it there more for himself than for her. The minuscule rabbit made him think of his sister, and a smile came to his face every time he looked at it.
The truth was he loved his sister more than life. Things were always a bit awkward when he'd visit her. Since their parents had split and split them as well, it was strange coming in contact with his mother and her new husband. Then there was his son, Shingo. That boy got on Uryuu's nerves without trying. Usagi made his stay worthwhile though; she'd take him away from them, someplace only she knew, and he'd show her the new powers he'd mastered.
Usagi could have been a Quincy, but she rejected the idea. Not the way their father had but because she said she hated fighting. Uryuu felt there was something she wasn't telling him when he told her that he could train her, but she said she was content with being able to sense reiatsu and see Hollows. She would dismiss him every time he'd tell her those things would not protect her.
But if it cost him his life, he would.
Having placed her phone back inside her bag, Usagi dug the tips of her shoes in the sand, idly swaying on the swing she occupied. She drew her eyes up, away from the dirt. For the briefest moment she could have sworn she'd seen a person floating above a nearby building. Upon closing her eyes and looking again, there was nothing there. Yet, the feeling of being watched still lingered.
Looking around the park, the only other people around were a group of kids playing soccer and a mother with her young son. The toddler happily tossed the sand from the sandbox out onto the grass, babbling, while his mother laughed and tried to avoid the projectile dust.
Usagi smiled a tiny forlorn smile. 'Chibi-Usa…'
Alright, this might have been a bit short, but the next chapter is ready to be posted. However, I think I'll wait to see what you guys thought about this part, sound good? Sorry for any errors! As always your reviews are greatly appreciated.