Yuppers, I wrote a new fic! I got the idea from that fic where the characters were put into the Sleeping Beauty fairy tale. I, being a lover of fairy tales, decided to make my own little SM/fairy tale crossover. So here's my attempt.


Disclaimer: Neither the characters nor the basic plot belong to me...

Cinderella: A Sailor Moon Story


Stretching her arms above her head, a young woman tiredly sat up in her bed. She slipped her tiny feet into her fuzzy pink slippers, one of her fewluxuries. Standing in front of the mirror, she proceeded to brush her hair with long, sweeping strokes. Her hair was placed into two odangos oneither side of her head, the rest falling down past her waist. She changed into a faded blue dress that touched just past her knees.

Checking herself in the mirror, she was satisfied with her appearance. Her clothes might not have been much, but they took nothing away from her beauty. Her golden bangs hid her smooth forehead, cut just high enough to see the soulful eyes that always seemed to sparkle. A button nose centered high cheekbones, and a heart-shaped mouth smiled above a strong chin.

"Usagi, get up and fix breakfast!" a voice screamed from down the hallway.

"So begins another day," she murmured.



Emerging from the kitchen with two silver trays, Usagi made her wayupthe long staircase. Stopping in a doorway, she expertly rested a trayon herhip so she could knock.

"Come in!"

Usagi opened the door. "Ohayo, Rei," she greeted her stepsister,placinga tray on the mahogany desk.

"Where have you been?" Rei snapped. "I've been waiting forever!"

"Gomen nasai, Rei. I'll be faster tomorrow."

"You had better! Now, here is my laundry. I need it done by thisafternoon in time for my date tonight." Rei handed Usagi a laundry bagoverflowing with clothes.

"Hai, Rei." Usagi exited the room and continued down the hallway,stopping in front of another door. She knocked.

"Come in," a soft voice answered.

Entering the room, Usagi set the other tray on a glass table.

"Ohayo,Ami. I brought your breakfast."

"Arigato, Usagi," Ami answered, looking up from her textbook tosmilequickly. A quiet girl, Ami was the only person in the house Usagilookedforward to seeing every morning. Her personality was a completeopposite ofher sister Rei's, as was her temperament.

"Do you have your laundry?"

"Hai; it's by the table." Ami gestured to the table Usagi wasstandingby.

She picked up the bag. "I'll start these right away."

"Arigato. And Usagi?"

"Hai?"

"Try not to let Rei-chan get to you.

"Arigato, Ami," Usagi bowed before leaving the room. She steppedcarefully down the stairs, Rei's bag in her hands and Ami's bag slungoverher shoulder. She trudged into the laundry room, absently shoving theclothes into the washing basin.

Usagi could do her chore in her sleep, she knew them so well. Everydayit was the same routine, day in, day out. Never once did she complain,asshe knew how lucky she was to have a stepmother that didn't just throwherout onto the streets after her father died of a heart attack ten yearsbefore.

Usagi was only eight at the time, and she spent each moment earningherkeep in the large house. She never considered the situation odd. Besides,with her stepmother constantly away on social calls, someone had to tendtothings.

Grabbing a wicker basket from one the shelves, Usagi threw open thebackdoor and stepped into the sunshine. She decidedly picked one of themanytrails to follow, her favorite and current choice being the one that ledupto the wishing well at the top of the hill.

She leisurely strolled down the dirt path, plucking flowers from theground as she walked. By the time she reached the top of the hill, herbasket was overflowing with an assortment of brightly colored flowers.

Sheheld the basket tightly in her hand as she stepped up to the well.

There it was, the highlight of her days. She always wished for thesamething, a man to love and for them to live happily ever after. With allofher wishing, it was bound to come true!

Usagi checked her pocket, finding it empty. "No coin? I guess Iwon'tbe wishing today, dear wishing well," she said sadly, leaning over tostareinto the black abyss.

"Here; I have an extra." Someone held out a coin to Usagi.

"Arigato." She took the coin without turning to the person, closinghereyes in concentration. After a minute she released the coin, waiting toherthe small piece of metal splash.

She opened her eyes and turned to the person. "Arigato for the-"Shestopped in shock. "Coin," she finished.

Staring back at her was a tall man in royal garb.

"Your highness," she murmured, bowing.

"That isn't necessary," Prince Endymion told her hastily, clearinghisthroat. When she straightened up he continued. "Do you visit the welloften?"

"I, um... Well... Hai," she answered meekly.

"One thing we have in common. I make it a point to stop here everyday."

"What could a prince possibly have to wish for? Oh, gomen nasai!"sheapologized quickly, blushing. "That was rude of me."

"It's all right," he said, chuckling. "You'd be surprised what Ihave towish for. I would tell you what, but then it wouldn't come true."

"Right." Usagi stood awkwardly, staring at the ground. "I shouldgo."She spun on her heels and started to walk down the hill.

"Matte!" Endymion called after her.

Usagi obeyed. She turned around slowly. "Hai, your highness?"

"What is your name?"

"You want to know my name?" she couldn't hide her surprise. When hejuststared at her expectantly she answered, "My name is Usagi."

"Usagi," he repeated, weighing each syllable. "Pretty name."

"Arigato," she blushed harder. "I really must go." She thought amoment, then hurried over and thrust the basket of flowers into hishands. "For the coin," she explained, giving him a tiny smile before rushingdownthe hill.

Endymion looked down at the flowers. 'Who is she?' he wondered.


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