Prologue
The small child laughed with joy. She twirled around and around with her arms sticking straight out. Her face was flushed pink and her tiny tongue peeked through the corner of her mouth. Her bright sky blue eyes held merriment as the wind blew through her hair and face. She let her small body collapse in the green grass and looked toward the sky. She closed her eyes and made a wish upon the blue sky and the bright sun. She silently moved her lips when she made her wish. Her wish was quite simple; she wanted a playmate for life. She looked up into the sky, gave a huge smile and didn't realize that the innocent wish was so much more than she could have thought.

A girl of ten, looked around the room with a frown. The girl with her blond hair made up with two strange buns that streamed out hair from each bun, her blue eyes held pain from the recent loss she just went through and her hands clasped tightly together. She held her tears at bay when she thought about her loss. Her loving parents that have been her world were gone. They were going on their 20th anniversary of marriage in England; the young child was at home with her parent's friend when they got the phone call. The flight going to England had crashed and there were no survivors. No survivors the child echoed in her mind. She went through the funeral like a dream as she floated one place to another. Her mother's sister was going to take her home to Japan. She didn't even know how to speak Japanese, so how was she going to like it. When she was on the plane, her hands were held tightly on the arm seats locking her into place if anything would happen to her. She tried to relax by closing her eyes and silently wishing of her lifetime playmate. So far that wished hadn't come true but she knew it would someday. She wasn't worried and with that thought she drifted into a dreamless world.

The plane made a study land and the child slowly walked out of the world she knew was her life and into another that was very different. She didn't remember how she got to her aunt's house but it happened. She walked around her room that was painted a light pink and white, she looked over at her bed that had a huge floral comforter with 2 fluffy pillows, a small desk stood in the corner by the bed, an alarm clock blinked at her on the bed stand on her right and big windows graced the bright and shining room. The girl slowly turned and observed the door that lead up to the attic. She slowly opened the door and slowly stepped onto the stairs. She flicked the switch that turned on the lights but that didn't help. The light cast an eerie glow in the attic but the child moved on. She reached the top and noticed all the antiques that scattered the little cramped area. She reached out and touched the old family memories that the old things belonged to. She finally reached a painting of a young man and glanced at his face. She discarded the painting when she noticed a beautiful hand held mirror. She bought up the mirror to see her face staring back at her and then reached out to touch the smooth glass. She noticed the hand of the mirror felt warm but didn't really care for the reason behind it. She glanced back into the mirror and her eyes widen with horror when she saw a face with deep blue eyes, staring back at her. She uttered a scream before she fainted with the mirror by her side.


Chapter 1

Serena woke up with a start. Her blond hair was matted to her head with sweat and she quickly grasped for a breath. At 21, Serena was a very beautiful young woman with blond hair pass her waist and still up in her strange buns, big sky blue eyes, a delicate mouth and a curvy figure but Serena never noticed her looks or even cared about them. She had other things to worry about than what she looked like. Serena decided that strange dream was coming back to her because she was staying in the house that she left five years ago. She left at the age of 16 when her aunt's boyfriend struck her for the first time. She packed up her things and never looked back until now because her aunt had died in a car crash that her boyfriend was driving drunk. Her aunt had left Serena her house and all the belongings with it, which meant Serena inherited junk and a little baby that her aunt had adopted.

Serena crept out of bed and walked silently into the other room connected to her bedroom. She looked over into the crib at the six months old baby that was hers. Hers, she repeated. She hasn't even done it yet but she already had a child of her own. Serena smiled lovingly down at the baby boy that slept peacefully in his crib. The blue eyed, dark brown hair that was almost black hair, chunky arms, chubby legs and a smile that lit her whole life was hers. Her aunt had named him Dwayne something or another and when Serena had gotten custody of him she had changed his name to suit an adorable boy. She named him Derimas Patrick Tsukino because he just looked like a Derimas for some reason. That named sounded kind of old to her but it fit perfectly for her baby. Serena quietly left the room and headed back to her bedroom. She went to her bed and almost got in to lay back down but something urged her to go to the attic door. Serena looked at the door wonderingly before she shook herself and headed toward the door. She turned the knob and pushed the door open and quietly walked up the steps.

She flicked her hand to turn the light switch on and that eerie glow spread upstairs. The steps creaked and gave a groan before she continued on up. A sudden chill went up the back of her spine and goose bumps rose on her arms making her hug herself. Serena moved her hands over her arms to move the goose bumps away and continued up the stairs again. Soon Serena reached the top and skimmed to look at the pieces of furniture, antiques, paintings and other of such sort. She quietly tiptoed around the cramped area and touched all the things her hand met. Soon her hand had met a painting behind a walnut chest that covered it. Serena slowly drew it out and stared intensely at the picture in front of her.

The same picture she had seen as a child. He was a handsome man probably in his mid-twenties to late twenties, he had beautiful ebony hair that fell deviously into his eyes, his eyes, Serena stared inwardly at them, was a deep blue like the ocean or even some can call midnight blue eyes. She didn't see his body because the picture only displayed his upper half of him. Serena couldn't take her eyes off of him and she slightly wondered if anyone could fall in love with someone who has probably been gone for a long time. She shook herself and scolded herself of such a ridiculous idea, daydreaming about a guy that's been dead for awhile. She gently put the painting down and searched some more to find what treasures lay here forgotten about long ago. She tried to open the chest but didn't have the key to open it and moved to the next object. Her hand fell upon a cool curvy handle.

Serena looked down and inhaled sharply. As long as she lived, she would never forget the mirror that scared the life out of her. After she had woken up from her fainting spell, she didn't look into a mirror for the longest time. She was so afraid that she would see the face that stared back at her when she looked into the reflection of herself for the first time. Not that he was freaky or anything but seeing a face that wasn't hers scared her soul into another universe. Serena slowly lifted the mirror facing the opposite way of her and then quickly turned it over. Serena had her eyes closed until she peeked at the mirror. The only reflection she saw was her owns. Serena didn't know if she should be relieved or disappointed. She traced the handle with her fingertips and then moved them up to the surface of the glass. The glass felt cold to the touch but the handle, radiated warmth that Serena couldn't figure out how it could had happened. She glanced up at the mirror and her eyes widen with horror. She would have dropped the mirror if she didn't glance back for a split second at it for a second. That second made her stop and stare at the image in the mirror.


Chapter 2

Serena stared at the deep blues eyes that was staring back at her. Serena knew she should have been scared out of her wits but felt deep in her heart she was perfectly safe. The man had rather old-fashioned clothes on; he wore a tailored shirt with long sleeves and breeches. He was standing a few feet away from where ever he was because Serena saw the length of him. He was absolutely gorgeous; his clothes defined every muscle in his body. His shirt opened at the collar and Serena glimpsed part of the tan skin that was hidden under the rest of his body. His pants really outlined his muscular thighs and legs; Serena couldn't help but down right rudely stare at the man. He was one sexy man. She watched the man advance closer to the mirror and gave a start when she glimpsed his eyes.

His eyes held so much pain that defined his pale face with a sad glow. He seemed to be saying something but she couldn't understand. She gave him a confused stare and he seemed to understand. She heard Derimas give a little cry and ran downstairs with the mirror in her hand. She quickly set the mirror on her dresser and went in Derimas's room.

She looked in the crib and gave a little laugh. Derimas had his big blue eyes glued to hers and was wriggling his chunky arms in the air. He gave a giggle when she reached over and picked him up. Serena pushed the mirror in the back of her mind and promptly forgot about the man and the mirror when she picked up Derimas.

How do you like it so far?I'm revising to make it a little better. Hope it works.
Moonstar998