The Lost Prince
AN: I do not own Sailor Moon. Really… I don't!
Chapter 1
The cherry blossoms were in full bloom. Their pink petals swayed in the spring breeze and their frangrance filled the hotel room. The white door slammed into the molding as the young woman's voice shrieked as she entered the room. She was dressed in a full white gown with a sheer veil tossed hasetenly over her shoulder. Her feet, kicked out as she was carried over the threshold. Holding on to her with in tuxedo-clad arms, the young man laughed as he carried her over the threshold of the hotel room door.
"Welcome to our hotel suite, my dear Mrs. Shields." He announced as he carried her into the room.
The woman's young face light up. Her blue eyes were wide as she surveyed the room. The room was styled in the same white as her dress. The floor was adorned with a plush white carpet that looked like she could sink her feet into it. The walls had silver adorned frames that showed scenes from all the famous European landmarks. The white marble faced fireplace was lit and it along with what seemed like a hundred white candles were the only light in the room. The centerpiece of the lush room was the bed. It was tucked down with satin pillows and a pretty white comforter. The only color in the room was the roses. Dozens of red roses filled the vases along with their petals being trailed along the floor and sprinkled on the bed.
"Oh, Darien, it is so beautiful." She wrapped her arms around his neck.
He gentley laid her down onto the comforter and whispered, "But not as beautiful as you, Serena."
She sighed. "I can't believe we are finally married. Sometimes I felt like it would never happen. Like there were too many odds against us!"
"With our past, it felt like it!' He rested himself against her. "I love you Serena." He whispered as he placed his mouth on her throat.
"I love you too." She pulled him tighter. They finally joined togther as one.
Later, they lay together nestled into the bed. Darien pulled his wife next into his arms as she snored in sleep. Her lipstick was smeared around her mouth, and her mascara made dark rings around her eyes, but listening to her, looking at her, feeling her, he was prepared not to move for the rest of his life. He put his dark-haired head next to her shining blonde on the pillow and fell asleep. And he dreamed.
His dream was dark. Very dark. He ran through out the garden paths, searching, seeking… What he was not sure, but he knew as he passed through the heavily bloomed bushes that he would find it. The air was thick with summer humidity. The only light was the faint glow of the crescent moon.
The voice in the dream seem as if it was speaking right into his ear. Endymion. Endymi0n. Darien. Darien. Closer, come closer…
He stumbled over some planter's stone and turned another corner in the rose maze. All the flowers were deep crimson red. He saw the end of the path and raced towards it. In front of him stone a wall made of huge granite rock. His eyes looked up and saw the granite balcony before him. It looked so familiar. The smell was familiar, the place felt familiar. She looked familiar.
She stood at the stone railing, her hair breezing out behind her. She had enormous sad eyes and soft pale skin. She reminded him of his Princess, his Serena. She too had appeared to him in dreams long before they met. She always looked so sad with her tear sliding down her pale cheek. But no, this was not her.
She was much older than Serena, much darker too. Her hair was almost as dark as the night around them. Her eyes were blue like his Princess, but were darker in shade as if they were filled with the darkest secrets from the ocean's deep. Her gown was not the white of the moon, but instead a dark green as deep in color as the deepest forest. She was looking at him.
"Endymion, Darien…" The voice whispered behind his ear. The vision up above him did not move her mouth, but some how he knew it was she.
"Who are you? Why am I here?"
Her eyes were so sad. "Oh, my lost prince. You truly do not remember?"
The voice echoed behind him and Darien finally turned. There she stood, a vision in green.
"How did you get down…"
She walked up to him and handed something towards him. He reached out and accepted her gift. He let in a sharp intake of breath. The rose she had handed to him was so familiar. Yes, it was as red as the others, but as a man who tossed roses out from his sleeves regularly, he recognized his rose. The one that was always at the edge of his finger tips and were always within his grasp. His rose.
"Who are you?"
She smiled, "I have spent too much of your time… wake up now."
He woke up in a cold sweat. Serena was still snoring softly next to him. Instead of waking her up, he slowly eased himself out of bed and slipped on one of the carefully placed robs the hotel provided. He walked toward the balcony, but did not dare to turn on the light. Serena needed her sleep. She had spent too much time worrying.
Their lives together had been far from simple since they met. She was a high school student while he had been studying away at college. Even though they barely knew each other, they felt something for each other. Deep hate. She managed to be the complete opposite of him. He was quite. She was a loud mouth. He was an A student. She was more of an F. He was serious. She was everything but!
But despite the differences, they had more in common. He had always had the ability to transform into Tuxedo Mask. Why or how he received the skill, he did not know. It was natural for him. When Sailor Moon came into his scene, at first he thought she was just a teenager pretending to know what she was doing, but then he realized how special a power she had. He promised himself to protect her, and use her to find his princess.
The moon princess had given him haunted dreams like the one of he had tonight. To say he was surprised when he discovered that silly Serena was not only the powerful Sailor Moon but also his dreamy Moon princess, he thought the only feelings he could possibly feel towards her had to be from the past. But he was wrong.
As he got to know her, he realized there was more to her. Yes, she was silly and ridiculous, but as she grew older, she became kinder and more considerate towards others. She protected her fellow friends and scouts without being concerned about her safety. She also dragged him to arcade games and bought him chocolate milkshakes in order to get him to smile. She had a power more than just courage and bravery. She had the ability to love unconditionally.
They had faced more challenges together as Tuxedo Mask and Sailor Moon. They had even broke up over it a few times. He tried to protect her when she would not be protected. But some how they made it past it. They even saw Rini, their daughter from the future, and managed to stay together. He smiled. He could not wait until she was part of their present instead of just the future.
"You look like you are thinking deep thoughts, love." He felt a pair of arms encircle him from behind.
He turned around, trying to hide the concern in his deep sapphire eyes. "I just needed some air. I didn't want to wake you."
"It does smell good doesn't it? The cherry blossoms are just so… yummy."
"Yummy? You even eat them too, meat-ball head?"
She punched his shoulder. "That is Mrs. Meat-ball head to you, brain case."
"As long as I don't have to wear my hair like you, I would not mind being Mr. Meat-ball head." He grabbed her into his arms.
Her blonde hair was down now, instead of being arranged into the two buns that sat on top of her head. Her hair was long and silky. He ran his hands through it.
She leaned against him and looked up into the sky. The moon was so full. She played with her new wedding band.
"You know, this ring means you can share those deep thoughts of yours every once in a while, right?"
"Trust me, I know Serena. I promise, I will."
They both stared at the moon together, but softly, as if a woman was standing behind him, he heard her voice whisper, "With the union of Earth and Moon, Peace will find itself in doom…"