AN: Hello! It's Dani (duh ) This is my first attempt at finishing a full story. I usually get side tracked or just bored and don't complete it. So please be easy on the reviews.
I also have a confession, I started this story about an hour and a half ago, and I –really- wanted to submit today, so if it seems rushed or poorly written/developed. That's my fault. I will try to go over it again a little later and fix some things up.
Also, I got the name of the story – Luna Falling from the latest layout at RJcom, (see my profile) and I loved the name, so I…borrowed it. xD
Please read and review.
That's it!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own SM or any of that fun stuff. If I did...let me tell you!
I do however own Aaron and any non-SM characters that may popup. They may not be reproduced without permission from me.
Luna Falling: Prologue
The ashen clouds hovering over Tokyo flashed menacingly then darkened, threatening to release its vengeance on the city. Serena quickened her pace as she walked down the sidewalk lined with boutiques and markets, their owners scurrying to bring their precious displays out of the storms' path.
The warm summer air was filled with peppery spices from neighboring food vendors, which on a day like this, they would sell their delicacies at a discount in hopes that their food wouldn't spoil from the impending rain. None of this enticed Serena as it normally wood.
Her thoughts were too busy being haunted to think about food, or the fact that she'd barely eaten in the week since her….ex – the word sounded so foreign to her,– broke her heart. Just thinking about it insisted its reality, she and Darien Shields; her first lover, her only lover – were no more.
She could still remember her; remember how callously he looked at her, as if the sight of her disgusted him. I don't want to see you anymore. It's over. The words echoed in her mind relentlessly, his voice, once so caring, had been iced with venom. Was she really that horrible to be around?
She felt a tear gently trickle down her cheek, soon joined by cool trickles of rain. She let her tears continue to fall free, grateful that the heavens had finally released and hid her pain from passer-bys.
She bowed her head as she continued down the street, no bothering to notice that her school uniform was getting soaked. It wasn't until she was abruptly stopped by a rather violent collision that she finally acknowledged her surroundings. She muttered her apologies and picked herself off the biting cement, not noticing the hand held out to help her up.
"Are you alright, Miss?" A deep voiced, laced with warmth and concerned asked.
She nodded, finally looking up to meet a pair startling green eyes spotted with soft gold flecks that immediately reminded her of an oaks' delicate leaves in spring.
Her breath caught as she struggled to tear her gaze from his.
No man had ever gotten her so worked up with one gaze except for Darien. A pink blush bloomed across her cheeks, embarrassed for even remotely comparing this stranger to her love.
"Are you sure?" He spoke again, "Please, let me take you inside." He gently grabbed her arm and led her into the nearest café. Serena was in no position to argue with this stranger. Her heart was heavy, she felt as if she had no control over her emotions, and if this man wanted to take advantage of her, she honestly didn't feel as if she would have the strength to fight him.
Again, she nodded and allowed herself to be seated in a booth by the window. Slowly the trickle of rain outside began to ease up. She accepted the menu from the waitress, who was far too busy eying her savior to give Serena's presence must acknowledgement.
It figures, she thought sullenly, she knew she was no model, was immature, and could barely stand on her own two feet. Why would Darien want to be with her, she reasoned, when he could have a woman – a real woman like that.
The waitress, who introduced herself to the gentlemen across her as Erica, was breathtaking by Serena's standards.
She was graced with long legs, and elegant almost arrogant poise, full voluptuous breasts, and expertly tinted lips - which were at the moment, set in a flirtatious pout. She was well aware she had none of these features and began to sink further into herself, begging to regret her agreement to go with this man.
This…amazingly handsome man, whose looks contested with Darien's.
His hair was the color of sun-drenched sand that draped just barely into his warm eyes. His strong angled jaw held lips that were beautifully full. Serena suddenly began to wonder what it would be like to have those seductive lips on her.
They parted to reveal a polite smile, directed at a flimsy joke Erica had told. She felt her heart skip a beat and the familiar heat begin to crawl up her face again.
"What can I get for you?" the waitress finally asked her, doing little to hide her annoyance with having to break her conversation with the man.
Serena, not having even glanced at the menu felt her cheeks grow even redder, as she attempted to come up with something to order without looking like the little girl she was sure Darien saw her as.
She finally settled on, "I'll have the same thing he ordered."
The waitress nodded, "Two coffees black, no sugar and croissant." She muttered as she scribbled something on a pad and handed the sheet to the man with a wink.
As soon as Erica left, he turned his attention back to Serena, not touching the sheet.
"May I ask, Miss, what your name is?"
"Serena." She said softly, rubbing her hands against the hem of her skirt.
"Serena." He repeated, enjoying the sound against his lips.
"And you are…?"
"I'm sorry, where are my manners? My name is Aaron, Aaron Moore….I hope you don't find this to be too intrusive, but may I question to why you were crying? A beautiful young woman such as yourself has no business feeling such sorrow as you appear to be. Please tell me, what's wrong? Perhaps I could help?"
Serena flinched at this. She hadn't expected him to notice that she had been crying, after all it was raining outside, she vainly assumed that the rain had masked her emotions.
She briefly thought about confiding in him, telling him about the man who broke her heart. It wasn't as if she had much more to lose.
Somehow, she felt as if she could trust him, as if she had always known him. But her heart stopped her. She was tired of opening herself up to those she thought she could trust just to be hurt again.
"My parents are going to be angry, I flunked another test." She responded simply.
It wasn't a complete lie. She did fail her last test, but only because she hadn't exactly shown up to class to take it. Or the past three classes for that matter either.
Aaron looked at her quizzically, as if he was unsure to accept her answer.
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Darien enter the café and take a seat at the bar, not noticing her presence, though she was sure he could feel her. They're connection was never-ending.
Serena immediately felt another wave of tears begin to build up inside her and pool at her eyes.
Aaron, alarmed at her sudden reaction leapt from his seat and joined her on the other side of the booth. Without thinking he cupped her face in his palms, surprised by how soft her face felt, he was reminded of the silk wings of a butterfly as he brushed away her falling tears with his thumb.
"Whatever it is, Serena, please don't cry. Tell me, I'll try to make it better." He whispered, concern filling his voice.
She shook her head, trying to blink away the tears.
"My boyfriend broke up with me." She finally confessed. "He's over there." She pointed at the man hunched over a folded newspaper and a steaming coffee seated idly at the bar.
Endymion, Aaron thought as he appraised the man Serena had singled out. So he had found them. He had finally found the princess and the prince who had stolen everything from him.
Though his face remained calm, he felt a strong surge of possessiveness take hold of him. He had suspected this beauty he had run into was her upon first meeting, but it was her scent that made him positive.
He had both of them so close in his grasp, one life he would make his, the other he would destroy.
I will make you mine again; Serenity and I will make him pay.
He forced a gentle smile and held her against him.
"Don't fret, Serena. He's not worth your tears."
Outside, the clouds parted and the sun's boastful rays broke through.
AN: Some things in the chapters to come... werewolves...RAWR! How awesome, right?
Also I hope grammatical errors are far and few I was just so excited to upload my very first story that I skimped a bit. I won't do that again later now that the thrill is gone. I may go over this one to remove those errors and maybe add to character development.
PLEASE REVIEW - I beg you. I love reviews! xD