Evening Sun

Darkness crept through the edges of the sky calling upon the night, the last of the sunlight licking the fields of Kinmoku like a fire. She sat at the edge of the field near a tree, cap in hand, painted in shadow from the dying sun. Her skirts were littered with wild flowers, each placed by her delicate hands, mixing with her scent of olive blossoms.

She was a princess, he knew that well, the mark on her forehead said it all. A four petal blossom of orange kissed lightly on her skin, accented by large red bangs. But here, in the field, with the three guardian satellites of the planet glowing in the velvet sky behind her, he couldn't see her as anything but a girl. A girl who sat with her hair undone in a much rigid poise, but a girl nonetheless.

"Kakyuu..." he breathed, plucking a blossom from her fingers. She lifted her head.

Silence.

He cleared his throat and rubbed the back of his neck.

She placed her hands inside the folds of her skirts.

"Yes?" came the response gloved in a sweet melody slicing through the quiet air.

"Would you...think of me?" came his clumsy answer.

"Think of you?" she echoed.

"Well, no, I mean, yes, but in a certain way," he stumbled gesturing in every direction but up.

"In what way would this be?"

"In a pleasant way...a thoughtful way..." he reached, "In an affectionate way."

Hope tinged the air.

"I already thoughtfully think of you in a most affectionately pleasant way."

He choked. "You tease me!"

"I should hardly dare it." He sighed.

"In a way that is more that childhood friendship," he ventured again, "In a way that shall weave us until the end of eternity."

"Are you asking for my love?" she asked pointedly. He flinched. In a flash she toppled him to the ground, loose hair framing the length of their bodies against the grass, the sun nearly gone.

"I have been waiting, my prince."

"My princess..." he breathed before inhaling the scent of olives.


AN: ...and this starts my series of one shots inspired by a challenge over at Sailor Moon Land on . My one shots tend to be short, so, sorry about the brevity of them in advance. ;)