I do not own sailor moon they are copyright to Tokyo pop manga.

Ok that's over. This is my very first Sailor moon fan fiction so I'm not to sure about it at the moment, it's a Elios Chibi Usa fic. I hope you will like it, it's based around Cinderella, but as usual with me a slight twist. I'm thinking of do a series of Sailor moon fair tales, but for the Senshi and generals, let me know what you think of the idea.

To become a prince charming.

Chapter one: Shall I become a prince charming?

Serenity and Endymion were walking together in the gardens of the crystal place deep in conversation. "Well there is only one present that I think we can really give our daughter for her birthday." Said Serenity smiling up at her husband.

Endymion smiled back at his wife. "You mean a certain young priest who watches over her every night?"

Serenity laughed. "How did you guess?"

"Oh I don't know luck I suppose." Endymion tried desperately to keep a strait face.

Serenity playfully hit her husband on the arm. "And you still love to tease me."

Endymion hugged her with one arm. "It's good for you my love."

Serenity put her hands to her hips and tried to look annoyed "I'm inclined to disagree with you."

Endymion laughed at her. "Something's never change." He pecked his wife on the cheek. "I'll be gone for about a week. Tell small lady I love her and have gone gift shopping for her."

Serenity nodded at him smiling. "Good luck."

Endymion sighed. "Thanks I think I might just need it.

Serenity hugged Endymion. "Don't worry I'm shore it won't be as hard as you think."

Endymion sighed. "I'm not so shore about that. If he is any were near as stubborn as me it might take me a while."

"Well at least now a days you admit to being a stubborn pain in the bum." Said Serenity smiling sweetly.

"I wouldn't have to be so stubborn if you were less determined." Endymion shot back playfully.

"Oh so now it's my fault for wanting to be an independent woman!" Serenity shot back.

Any one who wasn't use to this would have thought the royal couple were really arguing this how ever was an observed idea, this argument was only playful you could see the laughter in there eyes.

"No of cause not." Endymion hugged his wife.

"Well then, you had better go." Serenity hugged Endymion hard.

He hugged Serenity back and then letting go of her deposited a kiss on her cheek and walked away.

When Endymion arrived in Elysion he was met by the Mernaids they spotted Endymion and curtsied. "Your Majesty how can we be of service?" Asked the first one.

"Can you tell me were can I find the priest Elios please?" He asked gently.

The second maiden nodded. "Yes he is currently in his rooms."

"Could you show me the way please?" They happily agreed and lead Endymion to Elios's rooms, when they arrived there the Maenads left Endymion to his business.

Taking a deep breath Endymion knocked on the door, they young priest voice answered. "Come in."

Endymion entered to find him sat in a chair reading; when Elios looked up he stumbled to his feat and bowed to Endymion politely. "King Endymion . . How can I be of service?"

"I wanted to discuss something with you, if I will not be intruding on anything important." He spoke quietly.

Elios gestured to a chair, Endymion sat down and Elios followed suite. "I am always ready to help you in any way I can my king, so please feel free to discus with me what ever you wish."

Endymion let out a breath. "I'm glad to hear you say that. I don't know whether you are aware of this or not, but my daughters birthday is coming up soon and I want your help with something."

Elios looked thoughtful. "Now you mention it I do remember some one mentioning small ladies birthday was soon. So how can I help?"

Endymion swallowed hard. "Well it's to do with my birthday present for my daughters birthday . . ."

Elios looked confused. "Yes . ."

Endymion looked at the ceiling. "Well I know what she really, really wants but it might be a bit difficult."

Elios looks thoughtful. "Why?"

"Because you see what she really wants for her birthday is her dream prince." Endymion said thoughtfully.

Elios felt a coldness fill him, he stood up sharply, had his maiden found some one else to fall in love with, because he had been afraid to tell her what he felt for her. "Who is this prince?" Elios inquired in a deadpan voice all the while thinking 'I'm a mere priest, nobody of real importance, how could I have possibly thought that I would be the one that small lady would love.'

Trying to hide a smile Endymion replies. "Well since you ask, you actually."

Elios turns and wide brown eyes gaze on Endymion. "You're joking with me."

Endymion shakes his head. "No I'm not Elios, I'm being deadly serious. I've come down here to convince you to come to my daughter's party as her prince. I know you love her Elios and before you say it you are not to lowly for her, as well as this Serenity and I have no objections to you loving our daughter."

Elios opened and closed his mouth a few times before he says. "Me!"

Endymion nodded. "Yes you."

Elios had an incredulous expression on his face. "But I'm just a priest I have no kingdom to be the heir to!"

"Like Small Lady cares about that! Your social status isn't important to her, she loves the man not the position!"

Elios turned even paler than he usually was and looked down. "Be that as it may, I am still no match for someone as beautiful and important as your daughter. I will be glad to come to the ball, but only as your priest, her childhood friend, nothing more."

Endymion had the great urge to throw something against the white pillars. He'd been hoping that Elios would be in a sweet and docile mood, but since he could be very stubborn, so could Elios, and it seemed it was this part of the priest which had decided to emerge.

"Listen," he said, trying to placate both himself and his counterpart, "If you speak like that about my daughter, surely you care about her deeply."

Elios rolled his eyes and murmured, "Obviously."

"Then why are you going to hurt her?" Endymion asked triumphantly. "If you refuse to treat her as anything more than a friend, she will be upset, trust me. She cares deeply about you."

Elios's chestnut eyes flashed. "How dare you use my feelings for her as blackmail! Get out!"

A rumble accompanied his words. Endymion had regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth, and when he saw their effect, he thought it best to comply with Elios's 'request'.

"Think about it," he pleaded. His answer was another rumble. "Fine, I'm going!"

Serenity was reading over her daughter's personal invitations to make sure she'd invited all the necessary people (not just her friends) when the door slammed open and Endymion strode into the room, rather flushed.

"I messed up," he said immediately, collapsing into an armchair and leaning his head back. He took his domino mask off and pinched the bridge of his nose. "That thing gets so tight sometimes…"

"Only when you're stressed," Serenity pointed out. "Now, tell me what happened? Slowly, with as much detail as possible and try not to be too biased."

Endymion was very tempted to stick his tongue out, but resisted, and did as she told him, trying to be as fair as possible. At the end, however, he couldn't help adding, "And when I asked him to think about it, the shrine rumbled again, and he glared at me!"

Serenity almost rolled her eyes and then narrowed them instead. "It rumbled?"

"Yes – like the sound which is produced by an earthquake."

"You think he made the shrine rumble?"

"Well, who else would?"

"Endymion, please think about this. Why would the shrine respond to Elios so violently? It's a building, it's not supposed to be in tune with his feelings." Serenity rested her chin on her fingers, waiting as her husband caught up with her thoughts, for once. These occasions were rare, but always amusing for her.

Endymion's eyes suddenly narrowed. "You're right – it's like the shrine's become a part of him – an extension…" He put a hand over his mouth. "But how? Sometimes emotions do become imprinted in the fabric of a building, and he has been there a very long time…"

"Yes, but very rarely do those emotions cause a building to move."

"I know!" Endymion sat forward, his mind racing. "But Elysion is my country, it would respond to me – right?" He continued without waiting for an answer. "I always wondered – why was the sun my guardian? If I'm the Earth's prince, shouldn't the Earth be guarding me, like the Moon guards you?"

"Yes…" Serenity looked down at her clasped hands. "That is strange. The way Nehelenia put it – that you were protected by the Sun. She, of all people, would have known that, considering she attacked you when the eclipse happened – and she took over the Inner Earth, not the Outer Earth – though it hurt you, it didn't hurt you as much as it hurt Elios. You didn't get transformed into anything, Elios was weakened so much that he had to shift his form." She frowned. "He never did explain how he could do that. A priest doesn't normally have shape-shifting powers, although the shamans in Native American culture were able to do so… perhaps he's more than a mere priest, Endymion. It's very strange."

"You're not kidding. The shamans were not just priests, but also holy warriors." Endymion slipped his mask on. "If Elios is something similar… I'm going back there."

"Are you sure, darling? You're still a bit flushed. Have you quite calmed down?"

"No, but that might be a good thing."

Fortunately, since he had the Golden Crystal as his Starseed, Endymion was able to pass into Elysion without any difficulty. Once he knew its existence and had been there, he could visit as many times as he wished. He'd also taught his daughter how to do this, since she was half Earthling, and although she didn't visit as often as she wished – homework was important – how ever she was still well-known there. Endymion decided not to change, he had to stand up to Elios somehow and his rank was probably the best way he had.

The land of Elyison was quiet on his second visit. It seemed that Elios had calmed down and the storm was over, for now. One of the Maenads was washing some clothing in the stream, and she hurriedly rose and bowed as he drew near.

"Noble king," she murmured, "we are honoured by your visit as always."

"Where is Elios?"

"At his duties, your Majesty, praying as usual. Were you expecting him to be doing something else?" She seemed genuinely surprised, her eyes wide, her hands still as the shirt dripped unnoticed into the water.

"Tell me, what else does he do?"

She wrung the shirt and put it in the basket before answering, then proceeded to give him a long list, which included fencing, archery, speaking foreign languages, the study of history and any other book he could buy, cooking and especially herbology. He was also interested in ecology, unsurprisingly, and gardening. He was musically gifted, a accomplished dancer and of course, since he had an active third eye, Elios was a member of many psychic societies (as a spirit with no body).

Endymion felt staggered by this list of accomplishments and interests. It was a princely résumé.

"Was there something else you wanted, King?"

Endymion turned slowly to see the white figure standing on the steps of the shrine. He heard the Maenad quickly exit behind him. Obviously, Elios's bad mood hadn't quite disappeared. Not that he could blame him, he had been rude.

"Yes, I wanted to apologise," Endymion said immediately, thinking that he might as well start on the offensive.

Elios stared at him. "Really?"

Endymion nodded. "Yes, really."

"Well then?" Elios folded his arms and stared at Endymion.

"I'm sorry, Elios, what I said was wrong." He looked straight at Elios as he spoke.

Elios put his head to one side and considered this for a moment. "Apology accepted."

"I still don't understand why you wont come to my daughter's birthday ball."

"I will come but as no more then what I am, your priest and her friend."

Endymion felt his temper slipping through his fingers and hung on grimly. "Why did the shrine start rumbling when you were angry?"

Elios seemed startled and shrugged. "Your guess is as good as mine."

Endymion narrowed his eyes. Hmm, why do I think he's lying? Suddenly Endymion had an idea appeared in his head because he is lying. I'll have to anger Elios again, really anger him this time and I'm not going to stop making him angry until he reacts, with more than just making the shrine rumble.

Endymion shrugged and muttered to himself, "Why not give that idea a go, what have I got to lose?" He looked up quickly at Elios, who was puzzled because Endymion seemed to be talking to himself. "It's a shame. Small Lady had fantasies of you turning up on Pegasus in a white tuxedo, her own personal Prince Charming as she once murmured, dancing with her, making sure that no other men molested her or tried to take advantage of her…"

He felt a slight tremor beneath his feet and kept going.

"I suppose now she'll just have to smile at you on the sidelines, whilst other men dance with her and romance her and try to kiss her, I have no doubt. Maybe one day she'll have to ask you to marry her to the husband of her… second choice. Of course, you'll accept, what else will you do? You didn't take the chance that was offered to you, and after all, you keep insisting that you're just a priest, and marrying people is just one of a priest's duties."

Elios bent over slightly, his face contorted, Elios's hand flew to his chest and then dropped to his side again. An aquamarine glow suddenly shone through his chest as a crystal emerged. The energy washed over him, changing his priest uniform to that of a pure white tuxedo with an aquamarine waistcoat, sharply creased white trousers and a white top hat perched dashingly on his ruffled white hair. Endymion also noticed that there was an aquamarine domino mask that framed his eyes, bringing out the bronze in them. Elios froze for a moment and then his arm swept out in a huge motion, as if sweeping away the issue, the talk. Endymion felt the arc of his arm's movement slam into his stomach, lifting his feet off the floor and throwing him through the air. It was a nice feeling until he heard a splash and suddenly felt water soaking into his clothes. Elios had thrown him into the pond. A small giggle reached his ears – the helpful Maenad had seen his dismissal and couldn't stop herself laughing at his predicament. Endymion had to admit that he probably did look very funny. He wasn't at all angry because his curiosity had been satisfied: Elios was more than just a priest.

Elios looked down at himself and muttered to himself, Endymion stood up and inspected the man before him, the uniform certainly made him appear more mature. "So you are a prince."

Elios backed away from Endymion, shaking his head. "No . . . no I'm not."

Endymion frowned. "Yeah and I'm a frog."

"Then you're a frog because I'm defiantly not a prince."

"Fine. If you're not a prince, then I can order you to come to the ball. Ribbit."

Elios answered through clenched teeth, "I'll be there, count on it."

Endymion smiled. "Oh good. Ribbit."

Elios shot Endymion a dark look, Endymion merely smiled back at him and then left for home.

Upon his return, Endymion discovered his wife in the garden and beamed at her. "I think I finally got through to him." Endymion said smiling widely.

Serenity smiled at her husband. "Oh good. Did you discover what was making the shrine rumble?"

Endymion's smile grew. "Yes, Elios, he is more than he seems."

Serenity looked at her husband interestedly. "So just what is he then?"

"A prince." Said Endymion simply.

Serenity smiled at Endymion. "Ahh that's good to know, but darling did you think to try and find out were of."

Endymion looked crest fallen for a moment and then brightened. "Elysion obviously."

Serenity looked thoughtful for a moment. "I hate to be a wet blanket but isn't Elysion a bit small to be in need of a prince?"

Endymion sat down on the bench near his wife. "Your right it is a bit small to need a prince."

Serenity rose from the flower bed and Endymion got up from his seat and offered her one of his arms, Serenity took it and together they left the garden in deep thought.