Promises of the Past Prologue: Unbelievable

She walked into a large bedroom filled with fine, gold furniture, upholstered in vibrant reds and greens. With short red hair and shining, innocent green eyes, a small boy stood at her side. Gently, she helped the small boy into a large gold bed and quietly tucked him in.

"Mama," the boy began, "could you tell me a story?"

The woman turned and caused her black hair and dark red gown to flutter softly. She smiled and walked back to the boy's bedside.

"Why not, Kurama?" she said softly gently stroking the boy's red curls. "You have a long and proper life ahead of you as the Prince of Earth. I suppose I could let you have one story."

Prince Kurama smiled as the woman sat quietly next to him.

"Do you want me to tell you a story about the Moon Princess and her Kingdom?" she asked softly, smiling gently.

The boy nodded as his emerald eyes shined curiously.

"Well, the Princess is very beautiful. She watches over us from her kingdom on the moon," she began as Kurama's eyes grew heavy. "She and her people watch over us and protect us bringing comfort and messages of love and friendship."

Kurama smiled as his eyes grew heavier.

"Is she far away?" he asked drowsily.

"Far away," she began quietly as she stared out into the dark sky gazing deep into the stars and into the moon. "But at the same time very close, like a guardian angel."

Slowly, Kurama slipped in and out of consciousness, hearing the last of his mother's words.

"And they say," she whispered as she watched the small boy fall into a world of dreams, "she has unsurpassed beauty. And if you should ever see her, you'll never be the same. The Moon Kingdom legends say she will fall in love with a man of roses. But her love with this man is forbidden. And so she and her lover will bring destruction to the Moon Kingdom and her lover's homeland."

Quietly, the woman blew out the candles in the room, leaving the sleeping boy under the sheets and under the moonlight shining through the balcony doors.

"Is he asleep, Queen Shiori?" a maid, adorned in black, asked as she walked up to the woman.

Shiori nodded smiling sadly.

"Life will be hard on him," the maid said sadly, "since his father has died, and he's the only heir to the Throne of Earth."

Shiori nodded.

"But these stories are the only comforts he has," she began worriedly. "They're nothing but stories. There's nothing we can do to change that."

In a large, marbled room filled with computers and quietly working men, a small girl, dressed in a night shift, with her black hair rolling down her back in black pigtails, watched the Queen and the maid's discussion. 'But we are real,' she thought sadly as she turned to another monitor watching the Prince of Earth quietly sleeping. 'I, the Moon Princess, am not just a child's bedtime story.'

(Author's Note [Disclaimer]: This story belongs Naoko Takeuchi, the creator of "Sailor Moon." The changed descriptions of the characters belong to Yoshihiro Togashi, Naoko Takeuchi's husband. The shows "Sailor Moon" and "Yu Yu Hakusho" (Togashi's show) belong to Dic, Funimation, Studio Perrot, Shonen Jump, and their respective Japanese companies. Jesscheaux and Rei you'll appear in the next chapter. Kohaku you'll appear around chapters 2-3)