Disclaimers: I do not own Sailor Moon.

Note: This is my first attempt to write a fanfic and also I had nobody check for grammar errors and etc.. over the writing. So there are probably a billion mistakes. Another insight to add is I wrote this story in first person to begin with, but change it to third person, now it is taking forever to change it. Enjoy!

"Why" she asked quietly?

She already knew the answer, but hearing the words from his lips might strike some reality into her. He stood only a few feet away from her. His backside turned towards her, gazing out the window. She waited, holding back the tears that were creeping out.

No! She thought to herself, I'm not a child anymore.

If she could reassure herself, she would make it. Abruptly he turned towards her.

"Leave!" he shouted.

Stunned, she muffled a cry out. Her whole body went tense.

"Leave" She shot back at him!

"You're telling me to leave, you haven't explained yourself yet. I need to know the answer." As she yelled at him, her voice full of hatred and bitterness.

His cold sapphire eyes were hard to look into. There was not hint of emotion in them.

Tears started to fall briskly.

"Fine! I don't need to take this crap from you! You're your ahhh!"

She could not think of any hurtful words to hurl at him. She turned then to the door, he caught her arm.

"Let go of me now" she screamed at the top of she lungs.

"Sere..." he murmured.

Serena wringed her arm out of his tight grasp and fumbled for the door handle. She whirled the door open with blurred vision and ran down the hallway. Serena turned a sharp left and descended the stairs into the rain. The sweet smell and coldness made her temper relax a little. She ran and ran until she could no more; she collapsed to the ground sobbing. Raindrops soaking through her clothes, her hair in strands. As Serena's sobs subsided, she pushed the strands out of her eyes and glanced about her surroundings. In front of her is the main entrance to Stanwood Park. Behind is a dark ally way. To the left is May Street and to the right is that dreadful place with the unspeakable person.

Recollecting her thoughts, Serena couldn't understand the raw emotions she felt. She knows that she can be angry, that is common for a person to have once in a while, but she is the one who is supposed to love all and care for everybody.

Thinking aloud, "I hate him. No I pity him. I don't need him; he wasn't real love after all, it was probably just lust. There's no destiny or future for us at all. Damn't!"

This was not making her feel any better. Serena slowly managed to find her feet on the ground and begin weary walking home. She shivers remembering that she is soaking wet and its dark out. Meanwhile it is still pouring tiny crystals in the street lamps above. Serena wraps her arms around her waist in a tight hug and asked herself why again. "Humph." A block down Serena sees a shadow leaning against a lamppost. Suddenly the shadow falls to the ground. Instead of using common sense Serena rushes over to the fallen shadow.

"Are you alright?" Serena asked tentatively.

She gasped what the hell! She stumble a step backward, not realizing that she was standing on his feathered wing. He had lovely pale ivory skin and jet black shoulder length hair. He wore only torn jeans. Broken black feather wings, blood everywhere or it seem to be.

"What are you? What happened to you? Who did this to you? Let me help you." Serena asked him quietly.

She slowly bent down to him, lifted his head to cradle him. He groaned.

"It is going to be okay, let me take you somewhere."

His eyes gradually open, anguish beheld in his exquisite crimson eyes. Tears of blood tickle down his face, only to wash away quickly from the descending rain. He tried to mouth something, but his breathing become ragged. Hot steamy tears ran down Serena's face.

"Shhhh."

She couldn't carry him, but maybe if she called the scouts they will help her.

"Hold on, everything going to be okay" Serena whisper to him. Where is It? Oh No! She left the communicator on her bed, "stupid me" she grunted to herself.

Without warning warmness engulfed her. The black winged angel began to glow. Serena looked up startled as she felt the presence of a hand on her forehead and stared into a deep pair of violet eyes. Stunned, she laid the angle's head gentle on the ground and inched a little way backwards, not sure why she did either. Serena stared memorized; by the beauty beheld before her. Never has she felt so ugly and ashamed of herself. She longed to go to him, have him hold her and tell her he loved her and would always be with her for the end of time. The rain didn't even phase his white feathered wings, pale irony skin, long blonde hair and muscular body. He wore normal clothes, jeans and a shirt. He bent down and scooped up the fallen angel into his arms. "Thank you" his deep voice said with a sad smile. The white feathered angel walked into Stanwood Park and disappeared. Serena stared dumbfounded as she watched the two leave. "Wait, don't leave" her voiced cried out desperately as she leapt up to her feet after him, but it was too late; they were already gone. She began to sob fiercely, her heart cried out for the angel to come back. Serena felt like her whole self was torn and toss to the side as a mere broken toy. She collapsed in the middle of the street not caring; the rain had not subsided.