I don't own DBZ or Sailor Moon...though I wish I did...but I don't think any of my stuff would be as good as the original owners of the most bestest shows/manga out there! This is through Serena's eyes and her thoughts!!! She is out of character here! Yeah I know I had a different story going but this idea couldn't wait to come out. Remember to Read and Review!


~Chapter One~

Don't you sometimes ever stop to wonder why you are here? I mean not like where you are physically but where you are in life. I'm trying to find these answers but I'm not having any success so far and that is pissing me off. I go off fight crime and let my friends believe that I'm some whiny blond ditz who is never good at anything. Wouldn't they be surprised if they knew better? Wouldn't they wonder why I never stop to really cry about what's really going on. Wouldn't they be upset to know they were living in my lie. Even Luna doesn't have any clue to the real me. I don't think anyone really truly ever did. Not even Darien. He's my boyfriend and yet he feels only like a friend and not a lover. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to just go and tell them off. Tell the world to go to hell and leave me alone. But then again I wonder what the next day brings so I remain silent and leave these thoughts only to myself. I wonder if anyone out there has any clue to who I am. Maybe they can help me with these jumbled words and thoughts that fill my brain. I can hear my friends chattering over some new comic book and every now and then I smile at them. I think Ami might know something is wrong because she keeps looking at me with concern in her eyes. I wish I could tell her. I wish I could tell them all and I'm really not sure as to why I don't tell them. They have a right to know what's going on with me. Maybe, when the time is right, I will tell them but for now I shall smile and pretend that the world doesn't revolve around such issues. I wish I was more like them. Wish I could really forget that these things don't exist. I smile to myself, imagining to myself, what their each individual reactions would be. I would tell them I don't want to be the Moon Princess, that I don't want to be a Sailor Senshi, and that I damn well don't want to marry Darien.

We are having a pillow fight now and that helps me relieve some of the tension that is boiling in my blood. Little Miss Moon Princess is about to have another crying festival. I watch Rei as she argues with Mina about how much of a crybaby I am and how she didn't hit me with the pillow that hard. I can hear Lita tell me in comforting words that everything will be okay and she offers to bake me cookies and of course as if on cue I cheer up immediatly. I sense Darien as he enters the room and laughs about the mess that we have created and he comes over to me. And of course I kiss him and feign interest in him. Who wouldn't? I must say most women out there, including some of my friends, want him. He's the tall dark and handsome guy that everyone dreams of ever meeting. He wants to go for a walk and I say outwardly yes when all I feel like doing is wiping that smile off his face permanetly. The night air is cool and crisp and I breath in deeply. Darien has his arm over my shoulders and is holding me close to him. I can smell the cologne he wears all the time on his clothes. I snuggle in for warmth and he thinks it's for affection. How silly men can be. We have stopped before a blooming cherry tree and he leans into kiss me and I move my head slightly so that his lips fall onto my cheek. He looks hurt and I smile at him innocently. I didn't mean to move. I am laughing internally. I watch him as he gets on one knee and is proposing to me. This is too soon! I hadn't expected it to happen this fast! I shake my head no and tell him I'm not ready. He nods his head and walks away murmuring about something. I watch him slowly fade into the darkness. I can't take this anymore. So I begin to run. Running like the wind. My odango's have slipped free and now my long blond hair is cascading behind me. I think for a moment that I should really cut it. It flows around me and behind me like a cape. Most people would have been awed by such a sight. But I didn't care. I reached a clearing in one of Japan's many forests and stop to catch my breath. My face is flushed and I don't think I could get enough oxygen. I walk towards the lake water that is shimmering in the moonlight and take a step into it. I wore a spring white dress and it quickly soaked up the water as I stepped in further. The water is freezing but somehow I don't feel it. Deeper and deeper I go not caring how much farther I was into it. The beautiful water and I became one as I closed my eyes and let the water wash over me.