Hi there! Well… I kept my promise and I finished this ch. This chapter just talks about Usagi's dream and what was she thinking about while those mysterious ladies talked above her about her destiny. I know it's short and I'll make it up later. ENJOY!
Oh, and, sadly enough, I don't own SM.
Usagi was dreaming. She knew she was dreaming. That, in it self, was strange. What was even stranger was that she was waiting…. For a prince, perhaps? No, she decided, not just a prince, her prince. He was late though; Usagi accompanied that thought with a chuckle, not knowing why she chuckled. All she knew, though, was that this was normal for him. I guess his parents held him…. Then the scenery changed.
At first, it was a dreamy blue, with fog all over the place. Usagi couldn't tell which was the beginning and what the end; what was up and what were down. Then things got clearer. The fog whipped around Usagi, electing a surprised gasp from our heroine. Her clothes changed from bunny and pink to an elegant evening ball gown; one only a princess would wear for that matter. (Think the gown when she turns in to princess serenity). Her hair had been pulled up into elegant "meatballs with spaghetti"; quiet a feat from her usual untidy hair do'. Flowers adorned her hair and made a beautiful bouquet in her hands. In her feet were dainty small glass slippers. The scenery around her was equally as enchanting as she was.
The palace walls were a silvery color that seemed as much in them as around them; the castle had ancient pillars arising in its proud beauty. That was when HE came. He was wearing an armor that defined him perfectly. His eyes were the water in the moon; his hair was midnight itself. She couldn't think, talk, or move. She could only stand there and gape at him. He smirked, sensing her scrutiny; miss me? Serena almost didn't hear his softly phrased question; after a minute or two the feeling of surprise disappeared to be replaced by embarrassment that he was staring at her so closely. "Yes, my lord". Her softly phrased reply must have meant something; it was then that the music started, then their dance began.
This experience, dancing with her prince, was wonderful. She felt like she was floating, that she was the air… Thus was she when the screaming started. The palace fell; they were here. Usagi stumbled over bodies looking for her prince; she started to panic when she could not find him.
"Endymion!" Who? Who was she looking for again? Endymion! That's right! But wait------ wasn't he already dead? NOOOOO! Usagi woke up against the tree trunk; after that dream, she was sure, she must have gone crazy. There was nobody called Endymion; he didn't exist, of that she was sure. Yet, something was denying this thought. Her heart always tightened at his name so his existence was real, wasn't it? Oh, well…. After getting her things, 15-year old Usagi got up and grabbed her things to go to her house where, she was sure, Ilukou mama would make mince meat out of her for being so late.