A/N: I decided to give you guys another chapter tonight…Yay EVEN more Serenity! I know so far she's a bit OOC acting more like Raye or LIta, but I dunno I figure she's still minx enough while having that attitude that only 100 years as a vamp can bring. But I promise she'll slowly become more and more like Serenity as time goes on, and hey until then the interaction of Endymion and Serenity is just fun.

Endymion returned to his apartment and once again shrugged off the idea of sleep and instead righted his writing table and went to work on forcing his emotions out onto the page. His quill and ink readily at hand though both refused to touch the paper. He willed the pen to the paper, willed the ink to drip from the quill anything to get his writing started anything to begin yet another novel something he could publish and perhaps live off of for eternity. He smirked at the thought but his eyes stared at the blank page, it seemed to be mocking him, torturing him for all that he had done, all the suffering his existence was causing.

He pressed the quill to the paper not caring that it made no intelligible sentences or that the words never actually made a story, he only cared about spilling his thoughts, writing his emotions, letting himself accept the pain he was in, letting himself finally express it the way he desired. When he finally read the words back, read the raw emotion that was emanating from him, he felt a single solitary, elusive tear fall down his cheek. He wiped it away suddenly ashamed of the tear he had so longed for. He looked towards the windows and wondered if darkness had settled about yet. He wondered if Serenity would be returning tonight to keep him company now that he was assured of his purpose. He would watch over Setsuna, he would watch over all of them as much as he could, but his heart proved that his duty was always to Setsuna first.

Endymion stood up from his work and looked toward the window once again daring himself to pull back the curtains and check to see if the cursed sun had set. It seemed strange that he had so easily grown accustomed to the night, living without the sun ever touching his face or seeing a blue sky above him. He walked over to them and slowly pulled them back recoiling at the light that shown through. He cursed his luck, and the sun and the sky and found himself hating all of it.

He returned to his writing table he wanted to write again and this time a new character was calling to him. He would write until dark and then make his way to Jedite's to watch over Setsuna. He did not like the thought of her going out alone and he wanted to make sure that no matter what happened he would be there to protect her. He tried to shake off his thoughts of her but he found that his quill did just the opposite; he discovered she was the character within him that was dying to have her own story be known.

The idea of writing about someone real was foreign to him and yet writing about Setsuna seemed oddly familiar as if he was meant to write down her story. He started out with the childhood he imagined she had with a father that did nothing but encourage her creativity and individuality until his untimely death…somehow he found himself learning more about Setsuna as he wrote and he found himself falling in love with her all over again as he admired her strength and determination as she fought against everyone that tried to hold her back.

"I thought writers made up their characters this seems to be all about Setsuna." Endymion sighed and turned to see Serenity sitting upon the bed with the pages he had just written in her hand. She never looked up from the papers even as she spoke and he could see her eyes still following the words. He felt awkward just as he had when Setsuna had read his writing in front of him and he watched her carefully wondering if she enjoyed his writing at all. "Stop staring it is unnerving. I like it now go back to writing some more you still have a good hour before the sun goes down."

Endymion turned to ask just how she had gotten to his apartments if the sun was still up, but thought better of it and returned to his writing as she asked. He found himself almost happy when he was writing about Setsuna, it seemed as if she was his all over again, that their life was new and everything was just beginning in perfect happiness. He knew that no matter what happened this Setsuna would always live in side of him and this Setsuna would always love him. He sighed as he wrote and nearly jumped when Serenity laughed. Serenity, his dark, brooding, solemn Serenity was laughing! He turned to face her but his eyes only seemed to confirm what his ears were hearing.

"Is this really how it is for men to fall in love? I never realized what fools you became, Seiya was never so disheveled just from being around a girl, though I suppose I am not as pretty or refined as your Setsuna." Endymion went to disagree when she gave a sigh and set the papers down. "The sun has set let us go out and feed and then I will leave you alone with your Setsuna." Endymion nodded and got up to follow her, giving one final glance at his unfinished book before closing the door behind them.

Once again he found himself in the grungy streets of poor London, he was becoming quite used to the poor and their unsanitary ways, and he once again vowed to help them if ever he got the money, as long as it did not affect the rat population. He allowed Serenity to feed first the expression on her face driving him nearly as wild as the blood lust, he convinced himself it was only because his body was craving what she was feeding upon that he was so aroused. He devoured half a dozen rats before he felt his hunger die down and he looked to see that Serenity had finished as well.

They walked on in silence neither knowing what to say to the other. They had formed a bond of sorts in the past few days and yet being together brought back memories for the both of them. Endymion constantly wondering if he would turn out like her and Serenity reliving the first raw moments of pain of her first months as a vampire. It seemed that the appearance of the white porch of Jedite's home came all too quickly and not soon enough. Serenity left him with little more than a nod as he once again peered in the parlor window hoping to catch a glimpse of the one he thought he was destined to love.

She did not grant him an appearance and so he made his way up upon the roof in the hopes of hearing something from the chimney, but to his surprise upon reaching the roof he could focus in on the voices within the rooms and hear them perfectly. He wandered about until he came upon the room that surely belonged to Setsuna; he lay upon the roof and felt his heart yearn for the woman who was now shedding desperate tears. He wondered if she had heard from Nephrite or Kunzite, he no doubt assumed they would have told her as soon as they got the note.

"Setsuna darling, I am at a loss for words. I wish I could take away your sorrow but I believe tonight I shall have to break my promise to Endymion, for how can I bring a smile to your face when I cannot do the same for my own. But please Setsuna promise me that you will not be miserable forever?" Endymion leaned closer to the roof longing to hear her response but instead he heard only tears. Though it she must have nodded for Jedite's pleading was ceased, and Endymion was tormented by the silence. How he longed to know the thoughts that ran through the mind of his beloved, how he wished he knew how to ease the sad mind of his dear friend…he waited for what must have been yet another hour before deciding that he wished to see how his mother was taking the news.

He approached her house and it did not take his vampire hearing to hear her wail. He ran to the roof and went to where he knew her bedroom must have been. He heard voices and realized that his brothers must have been there.

"Mother please be rational!"

"Calm down Mother! Endymion would not wish to see you so!" Endymion heard the desperation and the pleading in the voices of his brothers and he wondered if they were trying to convince themselves as much as her. He could hear knocking going about the room and imagined his mother tearing her bedroom apart in grief, which was something he was very familiar with.

"Rational? How can I be rational when I lose a daughter, a husband and a son within three years? Three of my darlings in three years…it is more than any heart can bear. How can you ask me to take this calmly?" Endymion's heart went out to his mother but he knew that showing himself and revealing himself as a vampire would bring her just as much grief and no comfort at all. His brothers' voices grew quiet in defeat and soon all that could be heard was the broken wail of his mother. He looked around and was surprised to see that none of the neighbors had complained, news did spread fast around London, it was possible they all were aware of the old woman's grief.

He heard a noise coming up the street and looked to see none other than Walter coming to the house. He noticed the man was mumbling to himself and drew himself closer to try and hear. His words did much to shock the young man.

"Oh Endymion my boy. I doubt there are any pills to cure your mother of this, or the rest of the town for that matter. Everyone seems to be coming in with some ailment or another, most of them with sad eyes simply asking for something to occupy their mind or make them happy or able to accept it. It is awful hard to go from a town being completely happy that the town's most eligible bachelor is getting married to planning his funeral and consoling the grieving fiancée. I hope at least I can do something for your poor mother, I know you would appreciate that much." Endymion was touched by the man's words. He had no idea the town would miss him so much. Sure he was well known and well liked by many of the men, but he had still never considered himself a friend to most of them. He figured most people found him brash and arrogant, especially concerning his views on women.

He looked up to see that Walter was already entering his mother's home he ran back and found himself once again above his mother's room. He listened at the butler that was never quick enough to catch Endymion, announced the arrival of Walter. He vaguely heard two sighs of relief which must have belonged to his brothers. He heard the gentle footsteps of Walter approaching the bed of Endymion's still hysterical mother.

"Ms. Weston I have brought you something, it will calm you down and ease your depression. Please take them." Walter's voice held the same sadness that everyone's seemed to. He never would have thought he would have such an impact on so many people. He listened carefully trying to hear whether or not his mother would agree to take the pills, and hoping that just this once they were not sugar pills.

"Mother! Walter came all this way to try and help now please! At least try them mother!" Kunzite's voice cried out after a particularly large crash which Endymion assumed was his mother throwing the glass of water across the room. He hated the effect he was having on people, he was beginning to think that Serenity was right, that it was easier to just forget to not subject himself constantly to all their pain and suffering. He had his own pain he could not suffer the burden of guilt as well.

He listened as the men sighed as his mother finally took the pills, he was surprised to find that her wailing ceased from then on. Endymion strained to hear the now whispered conversation between his brothers and Walter.

"Those are some strong sleeping pills how long will she be out for?" Asked the deep voice of Nephrite.

"Till tomorrow afternoon I expect, at least the rest of the neighborhood will be able to sleep through the night now. If you do not mind I think I will take my leave, my family waits and after what has happened I want to spend as much time with them as I can." Endymion heard the door close at what must have been Walter's exit and he looked up to see the man exiting the home and heading down the street. Endymion listened to hear that his brothers were deciding to get some rest as well, so Endymion decided to take a short walk in the park until dawn.

He adored the vision that allowed him to see the trees and roses as vibrantly as if it were day. It allowed his mind to drift to other happier times.

'He sat upon a bench with Setsuna's head resting upon his shoulder.

"The roses smell beautiful today!" There was life and laughter in Setsuna's voice as she pulled a few roses towards Endymion's nose. The man sneezed at the tickling flower and playfully tried to bat it away.

"Dear Sir, do you dare touch my flower in such a manner? I challenge you to a mighty duel in which only the best flower may win. Choose your weapon carefully." Endymion laughed and looked about, grabbing the first thing that caught his eye, which just happened to be a rather large branch. He presented it to Setsuna for inspection, and the young woman did her best to pretend to be angry.

"I am afraid that is nothing close to a flower, if you will not take this duel seriously I shall have to declare you forfeit and give the prize over to myself." Endymion cocked an eyebrow at her wondering just what this prize could be. Setsuna quickly tossed aside the flower and went to mercilessly tickle Endymion, having discovered during one of their long chats exactly where his ticklish spots were. He played at fending off her hands, though he loved her touch.

"Please my lady, I concede to your greatness now will you please cease your fingers." Setsuna looked at him with an evil grin but did as he asked, the pair were flushed and smiling and could not help but stare lovingly into the eyes of the other. Finally Setsuna's smile grew wide and she looked at Endymion.

"Come on dearest I am starving!" Endymion shook his head and smiled at the woman who was now pulling him across the gardens in search of food. She never stopped amazing him or making him smile and it was something he knew he would always treasure.'

He looked up to see the sun again beginning to make it's deathly circle, he sighed and taking one last look around the gardens made his way home. His pace was slow and his thoughts were preoccupied. He wondered if he would be able to finish the story about Setsuna, if he would be able to go through every one of their happy moments, and keep following her even after he was gone. The door opened with a large creak, Endymion stepped forward, ignoring whatever fatigue was causing his body to ache and began writing. He was surprised to discover that this Setsuna never lost her Endymion, that her Endymion never became a vampire. The quill broke as it began to describe their wedding day.

'It was sunset in the city gardens, it had always been Setsuna's favorite place, especially after all the time she had spent there with Endymion. She spun around once more in her dress, admiring herself in the mirror one last time. Her dress was pure white, with a high button up collar and shining hoop skirt. Lace and shimmering beads covered the entire dress, she could never remember ever feeling more like a princess. She could not believe that Endymion had given her the money to buy any dress she wished.

"Setsuna the sun is setting you better hurry or you will be late for your own wedding, and I will be one very sorry best man." Jedite's face held a huge grin as he led the beautiful bride out of her room and to the waiting carriage. He could not help but think what a lucky man Endymion was. He sat beside her in the carriage looking dashing in his tux and wishing he could be with Endymion, Nephrite and Kunzite must be having the time of their lives watching their always calm and collected friend burst into a fit of nerves.

When they arrived Jedite leapt from the carriage and closed the door behind him. Before him Endymion seemed desperate to see inside the carriage and everyone assembled could see how the young man was fidgeting and nervous. Nephrite and Kunzite stood beside him with wide smiles on their faces. Their wives were chosen as bridesmaids for Setsuna and stood to the other side their smiles wide as well. Setsuna peered slowly from the window taking deep breaths as she looked at all the happy people gathered. White roses were everywhere and Setsuna smiled at the memory they conjured within her mind.

Slowly a flower girl, Endymion's niece began to walk down the aisle scattering white rose petals everywhere. It was a dream come true, tears came unbidden to her eyes, which she hoped would disappear when the music came for her to walk down the aisle. The little girl made it to the end of the aisle and smiled back at Setsuna. Next it was the ring bearer's turn; he was Walter's youngest and quite the handsome young man. Setsuna smiled as he seemed completely nervous to be carrying the two rings down the aisle. When he reached the end he also turned to look at her, it seemed as if the whole world was standing still just for her. From nowhere violin music rang out, signaling for Jedite to open the door and guide the beautiful bride down the aisle.

With all the seriousness as if she were a princess, Jedite dropped to one knee and held out his hand to aid her out of the carriage. Her white gloved hand softly grasped his, hushed gasps echoed throughout those gathered as the young bride appeared from the carriage. Jedite stood then, trading her hand for her elbow, and guided her slowly down the aisle. Endymion's open mouthed shock at his beautiful bride caused Setsuna to blush profusely, offering a sweet contrast to the white of her dress and veil. Setsuna saw Nephrite's hand go to his brother's shoulder in attempt to get the young man to calm down, and to congratulate him in picking such a good match.

Setsuna's footsteps pounded in her chest, they seemed to match the beating of her heart. She knew that if Jedite had not been beside her she would not have been able to walk or stand upon her weak knees. Endymion's pale smiling face was so handsome and she adored the sight of him in a tux. His eyes seemed focused straight on hers and all she could think about was how much she loved him, through his gaze she felt his love and she even thought she felt desire as well.

When she finally reached the aisle her hands were slowly given to Endymion, electricity shot through their touch, she looked up and could see that he had felt it too. It was as every bit of the day was showing how much the pair was meant for each other. Together they slowly turned to face the preacher who was beaming at both of them. They smiled back, their smiles growing wider as the preacher began the ceremony. When it was time they turned toward each other and began the vows they had written.

"Setsuna my love, no one could have gotten through my shell and shown me what life really could be but you. I have never been so happy in my entire life and I know that everything good that will ever come of this life I have been given will be because of you. I never more falsely accused a woman of being an arrogant vixen and I promise to spend the rest of my life showing you how little of a horrid brute I am. I promise to treat you like the princess you are for the rest of your days, my life will be in your servitude, loving you and caring for you as only a husband can. You will want for nothing, and while we both may be stubborn and argue I know that through it all my love can only grow and never lesson. I love you Setsuna."

Setsuna wiped a tear from her eye, seeing in the front row Endymion's mother having to do the same. The process was repeated with most of the females in attendance, but after a few moments Setsuna was finally ready to say her own vows.

"Endymion I thought I could never find someone that would understand me as my father did. I believed I was doomed to be an outcast forever, but you understood me and listened to me as no one in my life has. You loved me for who I was and for that I could not help but love you back. I knew that first night when words of such truth and sincerity escaped your lips, your love would be no less amazing and I knew then that I wanted it. All you have done for me can never be expressed and I will spend the rest of my life trying to show how much you have given me and how much you mean to me. I love you my Endymion, and it feels so wonderful to be able to call you mine forever and always, because I know that no matter what becomes of us, we can only be happy if we are together." Again tears fell from the eyes of many of the women, but wide eyes viewed the soft tears that fell down Endymion's own cheeks.

"I now pronounce you man and –" The quill broke and Endymion cursed it having been so close to kissing his beloved Setsuna and becoming hers forever. Two solitary tears marked the end of the page, and Endymion knew that his heart could break no further. He looked down upon the page and dared himself to read what he had written, he reached for the page only to have it snatched up by his self-proclaimed house guest. He gave a small groan but watched her eyes expectantly as she read over the past few pages, he saw the sadness and longing in her eyes, he wished she would be able to tell him more about her life, just as he had expressed his own.

"Endymion, it is beautiful. Are you going to publish this story?" Endymion looked at her shocked until he looked about seeing the furious writing scribbled on the seemingly hundreds of papers below him. He had never written so much in his life and as he looked at the page he realized all it needed was the last word and it was done. That was as far as he was willing to follow Setsuna, he wished to know no more of her happy life, of the happy life he could have had. He would not be able to bear it, but perhaps she would read this, yes she could read this and perhaps understand all that she meant to him. It would bring comfort to her and he could show her his dreams and all that he had wished for them.

"Yes I am." The words were monotone and Serenity simply nodded both returning deep into their own thoughts. Serenity lay upon the bed and looked up at the ceiling while Endymion simply leaned back in his writing chair. They were both content to simply remain together engrossed in their own thoughts, each bringing the other a strange sort of comfort.

"My wedding was nowhere near that beautiful and yet it was still perfect." Endymion looked curiously at her, Serenity's eyes never left the ceiling and yet he could tell she wanted to speak. He debated encouraging her or remaining silent and letting her continue on her own, he decided upon the latter and was pleased when she gave a sigh and spoke again. "I loved the sea so much he allowed us to get married on his boat, my parents abhorred the idea, but to me it was the most romantic thing anyone had ever done for me. The wind was blowing my hair and the sun was on my face just like I always imagined it, and he was there beside me professing a love as passionate and untamable as the sea. I should be content to never love again because for one day, for one minute I had true love and that should be enough, it has to be enough…Seiya." The last word came out as a cross between a squeak and whisper, causing Endymion to look at her with worry. He could not believe how much he had come to depend on the young woman, well she had the appearance of a young woman anyway.

He came to sit beside her and placed his arms around her. A look toward the curtains let him know the sun had long since set and he had not yet slept. He searched his mind trying to decide if the fatigue he felt was due to hunger or lack of sleep. Deciding it mattered little for he would go out to feed with Serenity and then return to his place watching over Setsuna, just as he always did. But tonight he would be making a stop to drop his novel off to the publisher's mailbox.

"What are you going to call yourself?" Endymion pondered that for a moment and realized that he had no idea what to call himself. He shrugged his shoulders and looked back to Serenity. "How about Smith? That was Seiya's last name."

Endymion thought it over and realized just what his name would be. It suited him perfectly.

"Yes I like that. I think I will call myself Darien Smith, it has a nice ring to it, especially if I am going to keep writing and try and reap the benefits of my work. If Setsuna finds it and reads it she will know it was me and if she doesn't it will do well to hide my identity." Serenity nodded and gently set the pages down upon the floor with the others. Endymion looked down upon the scattered papers and began gathering them up and placing them in order. Serenity got on her knees to help and soon the pair were wildly searching through the pages and trying to put them together as a puzzle.

"hmmm are you sure you want to publish this page?" Endymion looked over Serenity's shoulders and could not tell if his face paled or blushed as he looked at the mildly explicit fantasy he had written down He could not remember writing it and yet he must have for it was staring him in the face. Serenity and Endymion shared a look before the woman folded it up and placed it in her pocket. Endymion gave her a questioning glance but her teasing stare let him know he was not getting the page back. Being with her it seemed so easy, so simple to be having fun again, to be happy again, the sadness remained deeply within him, but he was still able to smile and perhaps even laugh as they searched through the stacks of papers trying to find just the right one to fill a gap in the story.

It seemed to take hours but they finished just as their hunger was threatening to overcome them. Endymion quickly made a title page and bound the entire package with string. He gave a satisfied sigh as he looked at the bundle and followed Serenity out the door. They headed straight for the publisher at Endymion's insistence; him being deathly afraid one of the other would manage to get blood upon his work of art. Having dropped it in the box both let their senses overcome them and take them to the nearest location of their prey. Tonight there was little savoring, both gave in to their lust and fed as quickly as possible before the hunger really began to consume them. Endymion did not even stare at Serenity's face as he usually did; all he cared about was quenching his hunger.

They finished and once again went their separate ways, Endymion feeling lighter than he could ever remember being as he made his way to peak through the windows for a chance glance at Setsuna. He wondered if Jedite would have managed to cheer her, though it would be hard considering it had only been a single day since his death, and perhaps even a week since his disappearance. To him it seemed eternally longer; he felt as if he had been a vampire and filled with sorrow for years, he could not imagine going on for a hundred years as Serenity did, if a few days felt so long to him. The alternative though, made his skin crawl.

He was happy to see that she was once again looking at the window, her eyes directed to the garden. He watched her distant eyes and her sad expression and wondered where Jedite was, he thought nothing of how much he depended upon his old friend to care for Setsuna, Jedite was simply a good choice for her, and for now the idea of that turning into anything more was something he did not wish to think about.

"Sweet fairy princess, do you think of me? Do you long for our moments in the garden, close your eyes my princess, and they will be yours once again. I will say sweet nothings and sing only for you just like I promised. Remember darling; remember the day you convinced me to sing?" Endymion's hushed whisper made barely a sound and still they brought comfort to Endymion and he wished that they would somehow bring comfort to her as well.

'"Tell me Endymion dear, have you ever joined in when the Christmas carols begin?" Endymion was startled by her simple question and could not help but ponder where it came from. He looked at her gently her eyes beaming with curiosity and found like he always did that he could deny her nothing.

"It depends, whether or not there are enough people to drown out the sound of my brutish voice." Setsuna gasped, stopping in her tracks to stare him down. Her eyes studied his before she gave a small sigh.

"Your voice alone makes my skin tingle, please Endymion, I would like to hear you sing." Endymion regarded her once more, though by now he should have realized that he would give into any demand she made. They walked to a more secluded part of the gardens as Endymion did his best to choke down his nerves and embarrassment. She sat upon a bench and he sat beside her, she laid her head upon his chest and suddenly all nerves were gone, he could only think of pleasing the godess that lay upon him.

His voice began soft and low then rising to show off his perfect tenor voice. It was rich and bold, causing Setsuna to sigh with contentment and surprise. His voice seemed to cause her body to go numb and float above the heavens. The words of love and beauty swept through her and she could not remember a time when she felt more loved. The look in her eyes was dreamy, completely disregarding the people who had gathered to find the source of the magnificent singing. When he finished, Endymion opened his eyes and turned red in embarrassment at the number of people who had gathered around him, but one look at the blissfully happy face of Setsuna, told him he would do it again anytime she asked.'

Endymion began the song now, making sure he was hidden in the shadows. He began to sing gently allowing his voice to travel the breeze and to the open window, it was enough to make her doubt herself, enough to make her think it was all in her head, more importantly it was enough to bring back a memory of a happier time. He felt his heart leap at the soft smile that crossed her face and hoped that no one else appeared and heard the singing as well, it would ruin the fantasy, which they were both experiencing. The fantasy of the past, the fantasy that nothing had changed. They were both lost in their own worlds, and yet closer to each other than they had ever been. She knew his heart and soul and he knew hers.

The song ended, Endymion stopped singing, the fantasy was ended and all that was left was the dejected pout on Setsuna's lips and a broken smile for Endymion. He had achieved his goal all at the expense of his own heart; he understood it was worth it.