IL MIO DESERTO

Prologue:

Utena's POV

It was hot and stuffy, and dark, three things I could never stand. But it was something I had felt as soon as I locked eyes with the woman on the street. Those eyes are surreal, elusive, majestic, no other could have ''those'' eyes. Yes, those eyes hold inscrutable depths, Enigmatic persistence, that burned in my mind, heart, soul for ages. How could I forget ''those eyes'' I thought as I patted the hard, cold, damp walls inside the dark building. Then I heard a heavy door slam to the far left and I felt along the wall curving around a corner as I followed the hollow footsteps. The thought of following a stranger into a dark, unknown, building, didn't even cross my mind—until now.

But there was a string, invisible as it be pulling me with her as she ran through this dark maze. Then I stopped, I seen the flickering of candles out of the corner of my eye. A drop of leaking water echoed through the dirty stone walls as I watched the figure in cloaks bow down. My skin crawled as I walked to the room in the narrow corridor; I wrapped my arms around my body, and watched the air coming out of my mouth. It came more and more, vigorously as I drew myself closer. Then I realized I couldn't catch my breathing. I inhaled deeply as my heart stretched; placing my hand on my chest, a flash of emptiness overcame me. I wanted to just let everything out, everything in there that I don't even know what it all is, because I've never actually let myself cry.

''Pain does exist and it is real and love is not'' I thought as I walked to the archway hesitantly and let a small smug on my face.

I stopped in the archway and leaned on the dirty rotten wood.'' So many candles'' I rasped to myself as they were lined up in a row, column, after column, after column. Obviously I had followed her into some sort of shrine. The flames flickering together like trees swaying in the wind, enclosed in a small circle was she. I could feel her she was waiting for me, I was staring at her backside when it hit me this was it this was the moment I have waited for, for so long and I couldn't think of anything to say. I do recall countless nights as I lay alone in bed having imaginary conversations with her, what I would say if I had actually seen her ever again in my life.

'' I don't want to think about you but everyday it's all that I do'' The voice called out to me. Standing from their kneeling position, the long violet tresses falling below the back of her knees. The eyes, and the voice, yes it was her, with that sultry, melodic, pleasant voice I remember. She turned around slowly and lifted the white veil from her face.

And there she was……...

The Queen of sin….

In the flesh in front of me……

She was radiant in her white gown, a blush suffusing her olive skin, and in the light of the candles she illuminated like an angel. Her face had matured with more beauty and her slanted eyes resembled perfectly those Madonna's in the old paintings. Lips slack, and angular face softened almost against her will.

Awkwardly we stared at each other, not even three feet apart, no expression on our faces. I was stutter-shook and uptight.

''H—h-hime'' I gasped out nervously my shoulders began to twitch and suddenly her soft warm hands were caressing my cheeks.

''Shhhh….'' She Cajoled, her eyes closed and I felt her arms wrap around me, and I felt my own wrapping around her……………….

A/N: That was just the prologue not the beginning of the story nor the first chapter, i have many plans for this story. I have always wondered what life would be like after the series for Utena and Anthy, how they changed what they did and what they do when they reunite.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything at all, Utena or it's characters, the storyplan nothing, and I am not making money from this.