Hey! This is the prologue for a story I've been developing since 2005, so sorry if it seems a little amateurish. It's definitely different from the usual stories, however. I was sort of inspired by "The Devil Wears Prada" and the idea wouldn't leave my head! Anyway, this is just a tester... I'll post more if I feel the response is good.

Disclaimer: (I forgot to add one to my last story... but not this time!): Sailor Moon and the characters do NOT belong to me in any way. They are the sole property of the lovely Naoko Tekuchi. The plot, however, is mine.

Enjoy! :D

Falling Head over Heels

P r o l o g u e

"Oh, is that the cake, Selena?"

"Yes. I got it ordered specially for Serenity." Came a soft but firm voice. Selena was a slender woman with carefully rounded features, soft brown eyes and long hair that was now silver.

"Now that we're all gathered here, let's call in the birthday girl!" Selena's husband Reagan boomed. As passive as Selena was, Reagan was that much assertive. He had to be. His company wasn't going to run if the leader was a shy, submissive man. He had the breeding of royalty, with a straight, sharp nose, black hair and piercing green eyes. These eyes could look right into a person's soul, burn with fury or mellow with sympathy.

Selena quickly picked her daughter up and set her down on the table.

"Happy Birthday to you..." They all chanted.

Poor Serenity had no clue what was going on. Her three-year-old brain struggled to comprehend why so many people were gathered in her kitchen singing in horrible, screechy voices. Then, however, somebody put a large piece of cake before her and her eyes widened in happiness.

There was soft laughter as Selena watched her daughter proudly. She turned to her friend Lauren and smiled. Lauren knew the joys of having a baby, having two herself.

Darien was the same age as Serenity, but sound asleep on the leather couch. His dark mop of hair fell in a cute mess on his head and his breathing was heavy, but regular.

"Check on the boys." Lauren whispered to her husband, Sebastian. Darien had obviously inherited his father's good looks; his sharp features, deep blue eyes and dark hair.

Sebastian peeked into the spacious living room and smiled when he saw Darien and Nathaniel curled up on the couch, snoring intently. Darien's head rested on Nathaniel's shoulder.

Nathaniel was two years older than Darien and looked a world different from his brother. Nathaniel was a living replica of Lauren. His dark brown curls framed his face and beneath his closed lids were warm, hazel eyes. He had soft features and that made him look absolutely adorable.

What was surprising was the figure beside them. Five-year-old Maya was on Nathaniel's other side, her head also on his shoulder, snoring gently. Her skin was dark and smooth like Reagan's and she had the same sharp green eyes.

"They're both sleeping." Sebastian informed Lauren. Selena smiled when she heard that.

"That's a relief," seven-year-old Tony exclaimed as he leaned against the table. "Those two are absolutely unstoppable when Maya's around!" He paused and said thoughtfully, "I think I'm the only sane one out of all of them… except Serena, of course."

The adults laughed at this statement as Tony looked more confused than ever. Evidently, he failed to see the humour of his statement.

"I think I'll put Serenity to bed as well." Selena said as she scooped her yawning daughter from her chair and carried her upstairs.

She changed Serenity into her pink nightdress and laid her gently in her expansive bed. Throughout the ordeal, Serenity remained silent. She yawned a couple of times, but otherwise she was quiet.

Just as Selena bent down to kiss her, Serenity spoke, "I had fun today, Mama."

"That's good!" Selena smiled.

"I like Nathaniel." Serenity said thoughtfully.

"Oh? And what of Darien?" Selena asked in surprise.

Serenity made a face, "He was too bossy."

"Well you know what?" Selena said.

Serenity looked at her mother.

"They're leaving tomorrow." Selena said grimly.

"Where?" Serenity cried.

"Far away." Selena told her, "You might not see them again."

Serena looked at her mother apprehensively, "You know what?" she said softly, "Darien wasn't that bad..."

"That's good to hear, Serenity. That's very good to hear."

The small girl closed her eyes as her mother kissed her gently on the forehead again before turning out the lights. She was asleep as soon as her head relaxed against the pillow, dreaming of Maya, Tony, Nathaniel and Darien and the fun she had had with them.

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