" I want to love you Mamoru! You just… can't understand me though. . ."

"No, Usagi. I love you! Since we met, you've always been on my mind. She doesn't mean anything to me… not now, not anymore! Why can't you just accept that I love you!"

"You love pigeons!"

"Ah-ee NO SERENICHII-HIME DESU!"

"You have a really awful accent."

"Does that really matter right now? I love you. It's all that matters to me… is to be with you… "

"What about destiny and fate and all of that. . ."

It's been an eternity since we finally told eachother the truth about our feelings. We became engaged. . . but soon She started sending him letters again. It was as soon as I started letting my Japanese slip out again… he just lost interest in me. I'm not his princess anymore. . . I'm just Serenity.

"I want to believe you Mamoru… but you're still in love with Minako."

"But Serenity… I… need you."

She awoke in a cold sweat. The dream was so real. . . she had been crying in her sleep. Tears were still streaming down her cheeks, and her hair was soaked in perspiration… she was beginning to think the cookies before bed were a bad idea.

Serenity was shaken, and though she was the best sleeper… ever… she couldn't return to the land of dreams. Her eyes refused to stay closed.

-Endymion-

"Usagi! I love you! You are my Princess! My only Love! I need you. . ."

"For what, pray tell, Mamoru?!"

"To complete me… without you, I can never be whole. . ."

"I complete your fairying FACE Mamoru!"

"Why do you insist upon hurting me so Usagi-hime?"

"Why do you insist upon butchering my language?"

"It would appear as though we've come to a consensus."

Usagi and I, we fight like cats and dogs. Worse-so, we fight like our Parents do. Almost two years ago we confessed our love for eachother, and then announced our future marriage. . . but the love was short-lived. She changed. She started to insult me, in Japanese, thinking I was too thick to understand. She would sneak off at night. . . and not return till dawn. She accused me of having an affair with Minako. . . her cousin. We had conceived a child, Usagi and I, for christs sakes. Incest has never appealed to me as a way of life. . .

"My Princess, why can't you just accept that I love you?"

"You love pigdeons!"

"Well bugger you too, Serenity."

He sprang right up. . . sweating all over. He couldn't shake the dream. Him and Usagi. . . together? Having a fight? It was bizarre. He had gone to bed, thinking only of Tranquility, and ended up dreaming once again of Usagi. Endymion was having trouble coping with this.

He tried his best to fall again into sleep, but he found no peace. He got up, lit a candle, and began reading a volume of a self-teaching Japanese book.

a/n: And here it finally is. Chieko Kawabe, Misono, and some good photoshop tutorials drove me to write this. It got me feeling creative. Dun ask, I'm a crazy psycho fangirl. I didn't plan for it to be too long. . . only a page or so, just to tide you over till my writers block ends.