Brief intro. This isn't going to be one of my LONG saga fics, probably only
3 or 4 parts in total. It will be shoujo-ai, mainly due to a bet I lost
with LiR, that and I realized I hadn't written a Silver Millenium fic. .
;; So bear with me here. don't worry, we'll still be working on 'Treason'.
Come Undone by Odango (Ms Monypeny)
I don't know why I always did it, perhaps it was jealousy or maybe I just had nothing better to do. Either way you looked at it, my daily habit was something that was less than befitting of a princess.
Endymion had been here on in the Moon Kingdom for the past two weeks now. He and his parents would come to visit often so this wasn't anything to be deemed a grand occurrence. I liked Endymion, he was a really nice guy, but the fact that she liked him too was a bit unnerving.
Seiya is my best friend and has been since I can remember. but Endymion is also her good friend. No matter what happens during the day, it could be the worst day of my life and somehow Seiya would just know how to turn it around for me. It seemed as though she created free time just for me, though I know how truly busy she is with all of her senshi duties and training.
But now he's here again. and I feel like I'm being shoved out of the picture. These past two weeks have been nothing but Seiya and Endymion or Endymion and Seiya. Granted they are good friends and they don't get to see each other often, I just wish that I didn't feel like the third wheel whenever I was around them.
Fighter sat finishing her lunch while Endymion sat across from her. "A dress would really suit you better." He began, a light smile gracing his lips as he peered over his teacup at her.
"And a bag over your head would suit you just fine." Fighter snorted clearly amused by his statement. If I didn't know better I could have sworn that they were siblings. Granted they were very similar in physical characteristics, same black hair that gave off a blue luster when kissed by the sun, and the same deep blue eyes, though Fighter's more often than not held an unusual playfulness within them. Putting that aside, they quarreled. Not bickering just petty arguments to see who could get the best of whom.
"Yaten told me that you wouldn't even try on the dress that the seamstress made for you to wear to Princess Serenity's birthday ball."
"It's just weird!" Fighter placed her cup back in its saucer and folded her arms over her chest.
"No you wearing a tuxedo to the princess' ball is weird!" I could tell that he was trying to portray a serious expression but his façade was slowly cracking into a smile.
"You don't want to wear a dress, and no one is making you." Fighter quipped back not ready to give into the situation.
"I'm a MAN for crying out loud! Men don't wear dresses." There was a bit of disgust written in the Earthen prince's expression, as I was sure he wasn't too thrilled about the thought of having to wear a dress himself.
Fighter snickered pleased with the reaction she had arisen from Endymion. "Well I'm a soldier and soldiers don't wear dresses either." She shot down his argument with a smug smirk on her face.
"If you don't wear a dress, how am I supposed to dance with you?" There was a light in his eyes that I had only seen ignited around Fighter. You would have to be blind not to see his intentions. The man practically wore his heart on his sleeve. He was gone, completely taken by Fighter though the ironic part about the whole ordeal was that Fighter was the only one that hadn't caught on to his affections.
Fighter rose from her seat at the small table and gracefully pushed her chair in. "I'm sure you can live with knowing there was only one girl in the whole ball that you couldn't dance with."
"Urgh.You're impossible. You know that don't you?"
"I pride myself on it, thank you very much!" Fighter shot him a wink as she walk past him on her way out to the adjacent courtyard. Their afternoon duel was about to begin. It was time to make my presence known.
I had been coming everyday to watch them go head to head after lunch. I don't recall a time that Fighter had ever been beaten by Endymion and I wasn't sure if he was taking it easy on her or if she was really that skilled. True she was a fierce warrior, I'd say one of the top in our army along with Uranus, but there was still that force tugging at Endymion's heart.
"Odango!!" Fighter called out when she spotted me. It was a stupid nickname but it eventually grew on me and I had long since stopped complaining about her bestowment of it upon me. "Did you come to watch me wipe the floor with Endymion again?" Arrogant as ever, she stood casually with her famous lopsided smirk plastered on her face.
"Oi, oi." Endymion grumbled at her cockiness as he shook his head and shielded his face with his hand.
I didn't say anything, I just simply nodded. I wasn't going to take sides and possibly insult one of them. They were already leaving me out; I didn't think it was wise to give them more of a reason to exclude me. I just wanted my friend back.
But I had a plan now.
"Endymion, if you would be so kind as to give me a moment of your time when you are through it would be greatly appreciated." The sweetness in my voice was almost sickening to my own ears, but was gratified when I saw the smile on Fighter's face falter.
He didn't answer right away; I had no doubt taken him off guard with my question. After all, why would I need to have words with him in private if it wasn't concerning a personal matter? "I suppose that would be alright." He answered with a shrug and then turned his gaze to his opponent. "We can go to the caves tomorrow, ne Fighter?"
"Yeah, whatever." Fighter answered nonchalantly before getting into position.
"Good luck you two!" I called and only Endymion smiled back, was Fighter mad at me for taking Endymion away from their plans? Possibly.
"Are we going to do this sometime today?" The short words perfectly mirrored the stance that Fighter portrayed at the moment. It was plain to see that she was irritated and having one of her mood swings.
"I'm coming, rushing to gloat already I see." Endymion apparently saw nothing wrong with her change of attitude and proceeded to walk towards her.
"Well draw your sword already then." She grumbled as her hold tightened on her star yell.
Their battle began but there was something different about it today. I wouldn't really say it was the atmosphere, it was definitely Fighter, her movements seemed uncalculated, misplace and just generally. sloppy. The two seemed at an even heat after a while until the breaking moment came. Fighter lay against the ground with the cold steel of Endymion's blade at her throat. She'd lost. Fighter finally lost a duel with the Prince of Earth.
The whooping and hollering that I expected to come from Endymion never came. Instead he stood there above her just staring down at her. Fighter made no motion to move either, I'd imagine the truth of the matter was still sinking in. "What was that?" Endymion said in a low tone, he must have been aware of Fighter's style today too.
"Nothing!" Fighter snapped back, her eyes narrowing on the tall man above her. "Stop looking at me like that!" Her hand came up quickly to smack away the blade of his sword. Quickly she made it to her feet and brushed herself off.
"Endymion, I must say, I think you have improved. I never thought I'd see the day when you would turn such a battle around." I smiled over at him but he didn't smile back and only watched Fighter turn her back on the two of us.
"Excuse me." She said as she walked away from us and back into the palace.
His eyes watched her retreating form the entire time causing my brow to knit in frustration. I tried to shrug off the feeling as I walked up to him. He did have a certain alluring presence about him, and I could see why Fighter would have feelings for him. What? You don't think she does? She has to, their relationship couldn't be just friends. All of the time they spend together shutting out the rest of the world and the private jokes they share thinking that no one else could possibly find the same humor in them as they did. Oh no, I do think that Fighter has feelings for Endymion even though she is blind to his
. and this is exactly what I had to stop from happening.
"How long has she been like this?" His question came out of nowhere as I finally reached him from across the patio.
"Like what? Stubborn, pig-head and acting like a little kid when she loses at anything?" I assumed he was referring to Fighter's departure.
"No, how long has she been having these mood swings? It seems that ever since I got here they've been brought on more frequently." His eyes turned down to mine as Fighter's form disappeared into the palace.
"I don't know, she always seemed to be in a great mood whenever I saw her." It was the truth, normally it seemed that nothing could bring Seiya down for long. There were times when I would spy her looking depressed and those were usually the times that she was looking into the locket that she wore around her neck. Whenever I questioned her about her somber attitude she would always brush it aside with a smile as though there was nothing wrong.
Endymion's eyes closed dramatically as though he was searching for an answer within himself. "It must be me then." He said with a sigh. "Perhaps it's time to give up on her and accept the truth."
I didn't say anything in response. What was I supposed to say? 'No, I'm sure she has feelings for you, I've seen the way she looks at you'? No, that wouldn't work well into my grand scheme of things. Endymion was going to be mine and then the three of us could be happy hanging out together. forever.
Come Undone by Odango (Ms Monypeny)
I don't know why I always did it, perhaps it was jealousy or maybe I just had nothing better to do. Either way you looked at it, my daily habit was something that was less than befitting of a princess.
Endymion had been here on in the Moon Kingdom for the past two weeks now. He and his parents would come to visit often so this wasn't anything to be deemed a grand occurrence. I liked Endymion, he was a really nice guy, but the fact that she liked him too was a bit unnerving.
Seiya is my best friend and has been since I can remember. but Endymion is also her good friend. No matter what happens during the day, it could be the worst day of my life and somehow Seiya would just know how to turn it around for me. It seemed as though she created free time just for me, though I know how truly busy she is with all of her senshi duties and training.
But now he's here again. and I feel like I'm being shoved out of the picture. These past two weeks have been nothing but Seiya and Endymion or Endymion and Seiya. Granted they are good friends and they don't get to see each other often, I just wish that I didn't feel like the third wheel whenever I was around them.
Fighter sat finishing her lunch while Endymion sat across from her. "A dress would really suit you better." He began, a light smile gracing his lips as he peered over his teacup at her.
"And a bag over your head would suit you just fine." Fighter snorted clearly amused by his statement. If I didn't know better I could have sworn that they were siblings. Granted they were very similar in physical characteristics, same black hair that gave off a blue luster when kissed by the sun, and the same deep blue eyes, though Fighter's more often than not held an unusual playfulness within them. Putting that aside, they quarreled. Not bickering just petty arguments to see who could get the best of whom.
"Yaten told me that you wouldn't even try on the dress that the seamstress made for you to wear to Princess Serenity's birthday ball."
"It's just weird!" Fighter placed her cup back in its saucer and folded her arms over her chest.
"No you wearing a tuxedo to the princess' ball is weird!" I could tell that he was trying to portray a serious expression but his façade was slowly cracking into a smile.
"You don't want to wear a dress, and no one is making you." Fighter quipped back not ready to give into the situation.
"I'm a MAN for crying out loud! Men don't wear dresses." There was a bit of disgust written in the Earthen prince's expression, as I was sure he wasn't too thrilled about the thought of having to wear a dress himself.
Fighter snickered pleased with the reaction she had arisen from Endymion. "Well I'm a soldier and soldiers don't wear dresses either." She shot down his argument with a smug smirk on her face.
"If you don't wear a dress, how am I supposed to dance with you?" There was a light in his eyes that I had only seen ignited around Fighter. You would have to be blind not to see his intentions. The man practically wore his heart on his sleeve. He was gone, completely taken by Fighter though the ironic part about the whole ordeal was that Fighter was the only one that hadn't caught on to his affections.
Fighter rose from her seat at the small table and gracefully pushed her chair in. "I'm sure you can live with knowing there was only one girl in the whole ball that you couldn't dance with."
"Urgh.You're impossible. You know that don't you?"
"I pride myself on it, thank you very much!" Fighter shot him a wink as she walk past him on her way out to the adjacent courtyard. Their afternoon duel was about to begin. It was time to make my presence known.
I had been coming everyday to watch them go head to head after lunch. I don't recall a time that Fighter had ever been beaten by Endymion and I wasn't sure if he was taking it easy on her or if she was really that skilled. True she was a fierce warrior, I'd say one of the top in our army along with Uranus, but there was still that force tugging at Endymion's heart.
"Odango!!" Fighter called out when she spotted me. It was a stupid nickname but it eventually grew on me and I had long since stopped complaining about her bestowment of it upon me. "Did you come to watch me wipe the floor with Endymion again?" Arrogant as ever, she stood casually with her famous lopsided smirk plastered on her face.
"Oi, oi." Endymion grumbled at her cockiness as he shook his head and shielded his face with his hand.
I didn't say anything, I just simply nodded. I wasn't going to take sides and possibly insult one of them. They were already leaving me out; I didn't think it was wise to give them more of a reason to exclude me. I just wanted my friend back.
But I had a plan now.
"Endymion, if you would be so kind as to give me a moment of your time when you are through it would be greatly appreciated." The sweetness in my voice was almost sickening to my own ears, but was gratified when I saw the smile on Fighter's face falter.
He didn't answer right away; I had no doubt taken him off guard with my question. After all, why would I need to have words with him in private if it wasn't concerning a personal matter? "I suppose that would be alright." He answered with a shrug and then turned his gaze to his opponent. "We can go to the caves tomorrow, ne Fighter?"
"Yeah, whatever." Fighter answered nonchalantly before getting into position.
"Good luck you two!" I called and only Endymion smiled back, was Fighter mad at me for taking Endymion away from their plans? Possibly.
"Are we going to do this sometime today?" The short words perfectly mirrored the stance that Fighter portrayed at the moment. It was plain to see that she was irritated and having one of her mood swings.
"I'm coming, rushing to gloat already I see." Endymion apparently saw nothing wrong with her change of attitude and proceeded to walk towards her.
"Well draw your sword already then." She grumbled as her hold tightened on her star yell.
Their battle began but there was something different about it today. I wouldn't really say it was the atmosphere, it was definitely Fighter, her movements seemed uncalculated, misplace and just generally. sloppy. The two seemed at an even heat after a while until the breaking moment came. Fighter lay against the ground with the cold steel of Endymion's blade at her throat. She'd lost. Fighter finally lost a duel with the Prince of Earth.
The whooping and hollering that I expected to come from Endymion never came. Instead he stood there above her just staring down at her. Fighter made no motion to move either, I'd imagine the truth of the matter was still sinking in. "What was that?" Endymion said in a low tone, he must have been aware of Fighter's style today too.
"Nothing!" Fighter snapped back, her eyes narrowing on the tall man above her. "Stop looking at me like that!" Her hand came up quickly to smack away the blade of his sword. Quickly she made it to her feet and brushed herself off.
"Endymion, I must say, I think you have improved. I never thought I'd see the day when you would turn such a battle around." I smiled over at him but he didn't smile back and only watched Fighter turn her back on the two of us.
"Excuse me." She said as she walked away from us and back into the palace.
His eyes watched her retreating form the entire time causing my brow to knit in frustration. I tried to shrug off the feeling as I walked up to him. He did have a certain alluring presence about him, and I could see why Fighter would have feelings for him. What? You don't think she does? She has to, their relationship couldn't be just friends. All of the time they spend together shutting out the rest of the world and the private jokes they share thinking that no one else could possibly find the same humor in them as they did. Oh no, I do think that Fighter has feelings for Endymion even though she is blind to his
. and this is exactly what I had to stop from happening.
"How long has she been like this?" His question came out of nowhere as I finally reached him from across the patio.
"Like what? Stubborn, pig-head and acting like a little kid when she loses at anything?" I assumed he was referring to Fighter's departure.
"No, how long has she been having these mood swings? It seems that ever since I got here they've been brought on more frequently." His eyes turned down to mine as Fighter's form disappeared into the palace.
"I don't know, she always seemed to be in a great mood whenever I saw her." It was the truth, normally it seemed that nothing could bring Seiya down for long. There were times when I would spy her looking depressed and those were usually the times that she was looking into the locket that she wore around her neck. Whenever I questioned her about her somber attitude she would always brush it aside with a smile as though there was nothing wrong.
Endymion's eyes closed dramatically as though he was searching for an answer within himself. "It must be me then." He said with a sigh. "Perhaps it's time to give up on her and accept the truth."
I didn't say anything in response. What was I supposed to say? 'No, I'm sure she has feelings for you, I've seen the way she looks at you'? No, that wouldn't work well into my grand scheme of things. Endymion was going to be mine and then the three of us could be happy hanging out together. forever.