Disclaimer: I don't not own sailor moon
a/n\summary: 4 years after galaxias defeat, the scouts find themselves in trouble again. Darien is in to finish his last few semesters of university in America but has come to visit Serena and see Amara and Michelle's wedding. Old friends return and as Serena fights to choose who holds her heart, she also fights for her planet. A witch bent on revenge is looking for an all powerful stone that will ultimately destroy our entire universe! I know it sounds really really bad, but please give it a chance! Ps…I am all for gay marriages. If you don't like it don't read it! Read and review please! Thanks a bunch!
I pulled on my blue brides maid's dress knowing that I was already late. Surely they would understand. When had I ever been on time?
"Serena! Hurry up!" Raye called impatiently.
"Coming," I snapped, racing to find my strapy, silver shoes. Raye groaned audibly. She had always been this way, grumpy and impatient. I stumbled down the stairs, falling down the last few; right into Darien's waiting arms. His chest shook as he laughed at my failed attempt to walk gracefully in high heels.
"Same old Serena, I'm not even back for a whole day and you're already falling into me again!"
I slapped his arm angrily. While he had been gone for most of the last four years, he hadn't changed much, still retaining his crude sense of humor.
"Enough," I snapped, "if you're all done making fun of me, can we please go?"
"Well, If your going to be that way, I might just cut my trip short," Darien scoffed.
"NOO!" I screeched.
"Serena," Darien laughed, "You know how hard it is for me to be away from you!"
"Let's just go!" Raye muttered, obviously she wanted to avoid any unnecessary romance. I followed her out the door to her car which she promptly climbed in. Darien slid into the passengers seat, leaving me the back.
As I fastened my seatbelt, I asked, "Do you know who they got as a band?"
Raye turned to look at me, her eyes full of mockery.
"What? I just want to know!"
Raye sighed, "Well, both of them were rather cryptic about most aspects of their wedding, this on in particular."
"Hmmmm… Well whom ever they got, they can't be as good as Michelle on her violin," Darien commented, rolling down his window to let in the warm summer air.
"True, maybe Michelle would play," I agreed.
"Don't be silly Serena…." She was cut short by a sudden screech that erupted from my mouth. I pointed in awe towards the radio as I heard three familiar voices singing a song I knew all too well. Even now, so many years after the song had been recorded, you could still hear the passion in their voices, and you could still feel the love. I sighed inwardly. Why hadn't they come back?
"How's it going with Chad?" Darien quickly asked, changing the subject quickly.
"Well, right now he's out of town with Grampa for a spiritual get away. Too bad their missing today," her voice was sad and longing as she reminisced about her boyfriend.
"Don't worry, Raye. Darien and I are getting on just fine, and he's only here every few months," I told her, leaning forward to pat her shoulder.
"I know, I just miss him, that's all, she heaved a sigh, then continued, "But I guess if you can do it meatball head, then I can too."
"Again with the mockery!" I huffed. Lapsing into silence, I stared up at the blue sky, looking for an answer to the missing pieces.
I stepped out of the stuffy cab of the car into the clear sunlight outside the church. Darien stood at my side, holding me close to him with a grip that said he wasn't letting me go anytime soon. He faltered when he was a fuming Lita storming up to the two of us with a tall man with spiky white-blonde hair in tow. His Brown eyes flashed in annoyance behind his glasses. It had been a few months since I'd seen her. Unlike Raye and I, Lita had aspired to open a restaurant. Now all she needed was staffing and she'd be ready. She had been so busy since graduation, we'd hardly spoken.
"Where HAVE you been?" she shrieked at us, "Amara and Michelle are franticly looking for you! I think Amara might go into cardiac arrest if you don't hurry up Serena and Raye!"
"Truth is…Serena takes a really long time in the bathroom," Raye sniggered. The man who was with Lita and Darien both flashed smiles at the comment, but Lita continued to scowl.
"Couldn't you have come up with something a little wittier?" I muttered quietly to Raye. All Raye did was smirk.
"Come on!" Lita snapped, letting go of the man's hand, then dragged us up the stairs of the church and through the doors. I looked back at a baffled Darien who stood silently beside the stranger.
"Who's that?" I asked cautiously.
"Hmmm?" Lita responded, her anger slowly dissipating.
"That man!" Raye begged to know, "who is he?"
"Oh… Ayden, you know him."
"Ayden?" I asked.
"Hawks-eye?" she queered, seeing if that had any affect on me what so ever.
"RIGHT!" Before I could question her further Amara appeared at my shoulder.
"Kitten!"
"Amara, it's been too long!"
"I can't believe I left you here alone for a whole year and you didn't manage to hurt yourself!" she mused. Her eyes were happier than I'd ever seen them before. She wore a white tuxedo that made her more beautiful, if possible, than ever before.
"I'm so happy for you two! You must be ecstatic!"
"We are!" she exclaimed. I had never seen her smile so much at one time. I asked her about her trip to Africa with Michelle. They had been on a mission there and had seen lots of life altering things. It had been that mission that had spurred them into marriage as they were reminded of how fragile it all was.
"So, when are you and the Prince getting married?" she asked.
"Still don't have a date. Darien wants to finish school, and then we'll figure it out from there. He only has a few semesters left," I explained. "But Amara, today is about you. And I'm sure the two of you have done a fabulous job. Only the best right?"
"Kitten, you'll like the band," she replied, smiling.
"What? Is Michelle not playing?" I asked, confused. Raye said a soft "oh," under her breath.
"She will… but she's not all."
"Is Mina?" still confused, I questioned her further. Her eyes sparkled dangerously.
"You'll see, now, off with you, there is much to be done!"
It wasn't fair how she looked like she was straight out of a movie. Amara stood at the altar, looking down the aisle. A gentle smile was on her face as she waited. Growing anticipation filled the chapel. Nobody spoke now that we, the brides maids, had made our down the aisle. They all simply waited and watched. Finally, Michelle appeared, Amara bite her lip to stop them form becoming too big of a smile. The gentle gasp that came from everyone's mouth when Michelle came into view made a tear roll down my cheek. This was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
Once the vows were said and they were legally wed, the ten of us went for pictures. Millions and millions of pictures were taken. I was sure this was rather unnecessary, but I allowed it. I was begging to regret my missed meal earlier that day. Even as my stomach growled at me furiously, I shook off my hunger. I grimaced as the photographer positioned us into yet another formation. Again, my stomach released it's fury on me, growling loud enough for Amara to hear.
Shaking with laughter, she asked, "Can we wrap this up? One of the bride's maids is getting hungry! Who are we to deprive her of a meal?"
"I'm all right," I answered, my face scarlet, "I promise."
"No, I'm done now," the photographer replied snapping one last picture, then packed up his camera.
I was the first one at the buffet table, piling a mountain of food onto one of the ceramic plates. Darien muttered something about me not being fine before surveying the gathered crowd thoroughly. I didn't join him, I was too busy allowing myself to mull over the overwhelming aromas of all the different foods. We made our way to a tabele and sat beside Raye. I talked redundantly about the wedding as I shoved mouthful upon mouth full of the food down my throat.
He narrowed his eyes before asking, "Who's that Mina's talking to?"
I followed his eyes to Mina who was pressed against the wall opposite from us. She was chatting vehemently with a man who had his back to us. As he shook his head no, his long white-blonde pony tail swayed with the motion of his head.
"No," I muttered. My mind froze as I stared at the back of his head. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Ami passing with a tall man with a pony tail much like the one on the back of the man who was talking to Mina's head, only this on was brown. "No," I muttered again.
"What is it?" Darien asked as I shook my head in disbelief. Surely I was seeing things.
"Hey, Dumpling!" someone called from behind me. Turning on my heel I was face to face with the one person in the whole galaxy that I never thought I'd see again. His black hair was the same way I remembered it, his blue eyes still sparkled with the same intensity that they always had. Had I fallen asleep during the ceremony? Was this a dream? Surely it was!
"Pinch me," I muttered to Darien. I looked at me curiously. "Do it!" he gently pinched my arm. No, I was awake. Then unquestionably I was hallucinating. I shook my head to clear the vision before me. Still he stood there, looking at me as if I'd lost my mind.