Thank you to those of you who reviewed :) Fire Dolphin, supersaiyanx and sleepingmoonangel! It was greatly appreciated.

Why does this always get rid of all my spaces when I upload it... grrrr I apologize for my grammar mistakes :)

Sailor Moon does not belong to me.

Chapter 2

Time to say goodbye

Tiredly Darien rubbed his aching eyes and let his head drop to rest on the back of the couch. Pausing for a moment he lazily lowered his hand to his side before letting out a tired sigh. It was the end of the school semester and he had piles and piles of papers to read through and grade. 'Sometimes being a professor really sucks' he thought gloomily before returning to his work with somewhat renewed vigor.

'Coward'

Startled Darien looked around his pristine apartment with surprise. Expecting to find an intruder. No one. With a shake of his head he dismissed the voice, blaming it on lack of sleep and stress. With one last glance around, he continued to work on his papers.

'You are nothing but a coward! I can't believe we're supposed to be the same person' The voice said again. This time stronger, closer and vaguely familiar. With reflexes he didn't realize he had, Darien leaped over the couch and landed gracefully on his feet, away from the stranger. Quickly getting over the initial shock of his flawless jump he hastily looked to the person who spoke and his mouth dropped. 'It's me!' he thought and his breath caught. Nervously he eyed the man that looked so similar to himself. He looked slightly older and stronger and was dressed in what appeared to be black armor. A long flowing cape was attached to his broad shoulders and a very large, very sharp looking sword hung from a belt around his hip. Gulping, Darien stepped farther back wanting to put space between them. 'I am obviously going crazy'

"What's going on?" he finally managed to croak, eyes still unbelieving. "Who are you and why do you LOOK like me?!"

Smirking slightly the man replied "I am you, or at least a past you." Pausing, he sneered at his counterpart. "I am Prince Endymion"

"A Prince? Me?!" Darien felt like a parrot all of a sudden, his mind unable to comprehend what was happening. 'This is a dream' he thought. It had to be. Him, a prince in a past life? That was laughable. It was just his imagination playing tricks on him again. They always said the mind was a strange and wondrous thing.

"Yes. You seem to be pretty adamant about not wanting to remember" Endymion suddenly said, his eyes as cold as ice. Without warning he swiftly walked around the couch and painfully gripped Darien's shoulders, roughly shaking him. "Why do you insist on forgetting? Why must you constantly forget the one thing that can make you truly happy?" He growled, almost an inhumanly sound.

Ripping Endymions hands away he hastily put more space between them and walked to the other side of the room, rubbing his sore shoulders. "I have know idea what you're talking about. I haven't forgotten anything." Darien said defensively, "You must be thinking of someone else" but even that was hard to swallow as he continued to eye the prince warily.

"I am NOT thinking of someone else! I'm so disgusted to think I turned into THIS" Endymion hissed as he motioned towards Darien. "Nothing but a damn coward, it's revolting!" Then, as fast as lightning Endymion had Darien by the front of the shirt and lifted him off the ground with one hand. The act not seeming to strain him at all. It was intimidating to say the least. "What do you call a man who at every turn chooses to run away from his destiny. A man who continues to deny that he is special? That he is needed by so many? But above all, a man who refuses to acknowledge the love of a millennium as she continuously fights for you?!" Slowly Endymion lowered Darien to stare angrily into his eyes. "Remember her. Remember her or lose her forever" And with that last warning he roughly threw Darien to the ground not caring if he hurt his future self.

With a start Darien jumped up from his position on the couch, papers and books flying. His heart pounding wildly in his chest as he frantically looked around the apartment for Endymion. When he saw no sign of him, he breathed a thankful sigh of relief and tried to relax. Belatedly he realized he must have fallen asleep in the middle of grading papers. Taking a deep, calming breath he sat back down on the couch, running a hand through his hair in frustration. Had it really all just been a dream? It was too real. Much like the time when Serena had come to his apartment. He still never found out if he had imagined it all but in his gut, he knew he hadn't. Her behavior the next day had been telling. And his gut was telling him again it was real. That and his aching shoulders...

"I need to get out of here"

--

Seven Years. It had been seven long years since that fateful day and no matter how much time had passed, the pain in her heart never eased. Who ever said time healed all wounds was terribly wrong. Hers still felt like it was just yesterday when her world fell apart. When he forgot her. All the obstacles they overcame now felt as if it were all for nothing. The love of a Milena carelessly tossed to the side. She had been tossed aside...again.

With a tired sigh she swiftly closed her book and brought a delicate hand up to her temple, gently rubbing. She was tired of following that train of thought. How many times had she gone down that path? It wouldn't change anything now. It was too late and she was too tired. What was the point of fighting for a lost love, when every time she did, there was always something else in their path. Maybe, it really wasn't meant to be. "Stop that Serena" The beautiful blond quietly admonished herself. "you'll drive yourself crazy!" With a deep breath to help calm her nerves and broken heart, she carefully opened her book again and began to read, hoping to actually concentrate on the words written. Unfortunately for her, the person plaguing her mind decided to walk through the doors. 'great, so much for studying' she thought sullenly as her eyes discreetly followed him, unable to resist the urge to look away. As always, he looked magnificent. His tall and musclar frame easily filling the shirt and jeans he was wearing. His silky hair falling unabashidly over his dark blue eyes and that quirky grin was planted on his soft lips. Casually he walked past her with out saying a word and went to greet his long time friend at the counter.

"Hey Andrew! How are you doing?" he called out, taking a seat at his favorite stool. Turning briefly his eyes fell upon Serena and saw a brief look of longing shining in her blue eyes before they quickly averted back to her book. Hesitating slightly, he slowly turned back around trying to put her out of his mind. But it was never easy. How many times had he seen that look before? It always left him so confused.

"Here ya go bud" His golden haired friend said, carefully setting the hot mug of coffee on the counter.

"Thanks" Taking a small sip, he subtly glanced over his shoulder to look for Serena but noticed she had already vacated her spot. Disappointed, he turned back around. He should had known she would leave. They hadn't talked in years. It was almost as if she was trying to fade into the background and out of his life. But she never could. There was something about her, he couldn't explain it. Something he could never quite put his finger on. She was still the main reason he constantly visited the arcade, other than Andrew of course. To just catch a glimpse of her. There were so many questions he wanted to ask her but anytime he got near, she would always find an excuse to leave.

--

Brushing a shakey hand through her hair she let out an agitated breath and continued her walk home. God, how badly she wanted to go to him. To feel his warmth, his breath. Smell his scent and feel the security he used to always blanket her in. To feel the intimacy they once shared. That one hurt the most. To know someone that well, to love someone that much, then suddenly having it ripped away from you. It was shattering.

"I miss you so much" Serena whispered softly into the wind, tears falling from her crystal blue eyes. Would they ever stop?

Tonight was the night. The night she had to say good-bye to everything she knew and everyone she loved. She could no longer stay on Earth as her rightful place was now on the moon. The scouts had left over a year ago to rebuild their homes, it was time she finally did the same. There was no point in hanging around here anymore. Everything that was meant to be was not; and their Destiny had been changed. It was just too hard to accept a future without Darien. He was the only reason she stayed as long as she had. That tiny hope embedded in the back of her mind telling her to not give up and to wait. He'd remember her before it was too late and they could they be together again. But with her coronation quickly approaching and no signs showing he remembered, she'd finally come to terms with reality and with a heavy heart accepted the truth. There would never be another 'THEM' again.

To be continued...