A/N: Hi! My name is Mana! This is my first Revolutionary Girl Utena Fanfic! I was bored and had this on my flash drive for ages! So….I PUBLISHED IT!-grins and flashes peace-

However, I didn't get time to edit it-I have tons of home-work that is keeping me from updating my precious fanfics! But… if you review nicely, or in big numbers…-grins mischievously-

Disclaimer: I unfortunately don't own Revolutionary Girl Utena. T_T

Chapter One

It's dark.

I can feel it.

Where am I?

Opening her eyes, the pink-haired girl, Utena-she recalled- stared into the darkened abyss.

"Anthy?" she questioned the darkness.

No answer.

"Anthy?!" she called out.

Nothing.

"ANTHY!?!" she screamed as loud as she could.

"Where could that girl be? Scratch that, where am I?" she asked herself.

"Thankfully, the Princess isn't here. And I would have hoped that you stayed away as well…" said a meek voice behind her.

She turned, only to come face to face with…

"AKIO!" she realized.

"No, I could never be that monster!" retaliated the young boy.

And that when she realized, 'He's too young to be Akio…But he looks just like my prince…And Akio turned out to be…'

Suddenly, it all came back.

The duels.

The ring.

The plot.

The deceit.

The pain.

The swords.

The truth.

The End of the World.

The Revolution.

The power.

The betrayal.

The End.

And lastly…

The prince.

Utena looked back up. The person in front of her did indeed look like her childhood prince. He even wore the same clothes she remembered he wore. Same lilac hair: same light-green eyes. The prince who turned out to be nothing more than a selfish, power-hungry immortal that loved to manipulate people's lives and enjoyed controlling his sister's every move and very essence.

"Himemiya…" she muttered, tears springing into her eyes.

'Why? Why?! Why!?!' She thought distraughtly. 'Why did she have to go though that endless suffering? Didn't anyone care? Didn't he care? Even a little!?!'

She continued to question it all as tears poured down her face.

"Are you okay?" Asked the young boy, no more than 14 or 15, with concern.

But she didn't answer. Who could, if they were in this state?

"Miss?" He asked.

And yet again, no answer was given. However he gasped when her knees finally gave away in distress.

"Oh Miss!"

He ran to her, and kneeling down next to her, he engulfed her in a warm, rose-scented embrace.

Oh how she had come to hate roses!

"Are you okay?"

Utena sobbed in mental pain and frustration.

"Poor Miss Utena…"

And as he muttered comforting words of nothingness in her ear, she fell at peace.

"I'm not sure if I can help…Or even understand any of what you're going through. After all, I don't feel much anymore…B-but…I'll help you in any way I can. I swear, Miss Utena! I'll stand by you! If you'll have me?" he swore.

Utena heard him and muttered a question, "How do I know I can trust you?"

"You can't…"he muttered sadly.

She blinked up at him from where her head was nestled on his lap.

"I guess you'll just have to…wing it. If you are really willing to. All I know is that you need help, and I'm tired of being alone…"

"How long have you been alone?" Asked Utena.

"Since Anthy separated me from the bastard!" He seethed in disgust until his eyes widened in surprise.

"Oh dear! I'm so sorry. I forgot that I was in the presence of a lady! Please excuse my language…"He begged.

Utena stared at him, and burst out in laughter. It was a hysterical, un-controllable and anti-plot laughter that had the poor lilac-haired boy staring at her in worry and the authoress planning her utter misery for ruining the gloomy and mysterious moment. [A/N: Damn you, Utena! lol]

"Miss Utena…?" He asked in a meek, questioning voice.

She paused.

'Did he just call me…'

"What did you just call me…?" she asked, hesitantly.

The boy in question blinked and answered, "Why, Miss Utena, of course. It is your name, isn't it?"

"Don't call me that," she muttered with her head lowered and her bangs covering her eyes.

"Pardon…?"He questioned. He was unsure of what she just said-it was so soft!

"I said, don't call me that!" She exclaimed.

"I'm sorry…I was just trying to be polite," he said regretfully, his own hair falling to block his eyes.

Blinking, she looked at the distraught teen, she felt guilt scrawl up her spine.

'Oops!' she thought.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to sound so mean but, I just can't bear the thought of anyone calling me that…"she apologized.

"No, it's okay," he responded, "I should have been more sensitive towards you. After all, you're going through a rough patch that took me centuries to get through…"

"Rough patch?" she questioned.

He nodded.

'What is he talking about? First he says something about, "Thankfully, the Princess isn't here. And I would have hoped that you stayed away as well…" Does he know Anthy? Does he know me? If so, then how?' shethought, 'Then he says, "No, I could never be that monster!" That means he knows Akio. And by what he says after…"Since Anthy separated me from the bastard!"…he knows him well. But I still don't understand that last phrase completely. What does he mean by "separate"? And then there's the whole centuries thing-he can't be that old! He looks about 14-15, tops!'

However, his voice interrupted her ponderings, "But don't trouble yourself with my past. It isn't to ever be revealed to anyone, especially not you. And, you have yourself to worry about. You've just experienced a great tragedy and as your prince, it is my duty-"

"DID YOU JUST SAY 'MY PRINCE'!?!" Screamed Utena.

"Yes," he whispered, "And unfortunately, I believe you've met my other half."

'Other half!?! What the hell is he talking about!?!?!?!' she creamed in her head.

"You don't understand, do you?" he questioned.

She shook her head, 'no.'

"Well, let's start with the basics…" He cleared his throat, "My name is Dios…"

----Utena & Anthy Forever! ----

A/N: So…. Options? Questions? Comments?

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