Another Time Chapter 1
by Sailor Vega
calli_thaala@yahoo.com
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GUESS WHO! Yes, it is I, the ever elusive SAILOR VEGA! *dum dum DUM* Sorry I haven't written in so long, but I wasn't sure which direction to take the story... As I explained in the Author's Notes, I am in the process of moving (VERY slow and VERY tedious!) which is why I haven't been able to write more. But today my guilty conscience wouldn't let me NOT write more. Guess What! I just brought the big Mythology thing to this house (yep, STILL moving!) so I'll have a LOT more names of knights and ladies at my disposal. (NOT that I will probably use them.... YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!) Sorry... Too much time around Mikey... Oh, and I made up who Lancelot's parents are. In this Version, Morgana la Fey/ Lady Morgana is Arthur's half sister, and Lady Morgause is his aunt (Lady Igrane's sister.) Oh, and the scenes with the main scouts minus Serena and plus Lancelot are comic relief (sorta... I'm not too good at that... Gomen!) So, without further ado, I present to you Another Time: Chapter 3
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~~CARRIAGE RIDE TO LONDON~~

Serena sighed for what seemed to be the millionth time this trip. It had been roughly a week and a half since she slapped Darien. She winced at the memory. But, she told herself, he deserved it. He did, after all, completely and totally humiliate her in front of EVERYONE. Thank Selene that everyone had been understanding, especially the ladies of the court. Serena closed her eyes for a moment and waited for the rhythm of the journey lull her to sleep. As soon as it was evident that she would not sleep for now, she turned to talk to Gwin about the upcoming tournament. As she tried to ignore him, Darien watched her from across the carriage, studying each and everyone of her features. He couldn't believe he'd been so cruel to her. And, to make matters worse (for him anyway), Serena had been avoiding him ever since the a fore mentioned event occurred. He silently cursed his dreams for making him treat her like he did. *Oh, so now it's not your fault at all?* a little voice in the back of his head mocked. * The dreams said to stay away or she will be hurt. But can't you see? She IS hurting! If you hadn't been so sure of yourself, so full of it, she might have forgiven you by now and been in your arms again. But NOOOOOO! You HAD to push her away, didn't you? AND, to add insult to injury, you had to embarrass her in front of her cousin and the king! Some protector YOU are!* Darien ignored his thoughts as best he could and started up a conversation with Arthur. "He plans to do WHAT!?" Darien jerked his head towards Serena at her outburst. Guinevere simply smiled and said, "It's true! I swear it! Mina told me, who heard this from Sir Percival who heard this from Sir Tristam who heard it from Sir Lancelot himself, that Sir Lancelot is going to challenge Prince Endymion at the tournament!" Every eye in the carriage was on Guinevere now, though she was only aware of Serena's. "Oh, and HERE'S the kicker! Sir Lancelot is going to challenge him to DEFEND YOUR HONOR!" Guinevere sat back with a triumphant smile on her face while the others stared at her, each for their own reasons. Arthur and Darien were in shock at the news, as was Serena, but Serena was also terrified at it. "Oh no! This can't be happening! Please, Selene, PLEASE let this not be true!" Guinevere frowned in confusion. "But I thought you would be overjoyed at the news! After all, It shows that you are very respected among the knights! And," she looked around conspiratorially, "Rumor has it he isn't just doing it because it is the right thing for a knight to do!" Guinevere grinned, but Serena frowned more. "What ARE you talking about, Gwin?" Guinevere laughed. "Don't tell me you haven't seen the looks he gives you! Every lady in the court is jealous! *Laughs* Mina says he definitely likes you a TON and you may as well be courted by him! Isn't that exciting?" Darien smirked, causing everyone to look to him. He spoke with the same condescending tone as before. "Yeah, right. Meatball Head is going to be courted by *in a fake French accent* Sir Lancelot du Lac himself. Milady, may I have this dance? *smirks again, drops the accent* Serena, you KNOW you can't be courted by the likes of HIM!" "And why not?" Serena demanded. "He is WAY more gentlemanly than the likes of YOU!" Darien frowned momentarily before plastering the smirk back on his face. "My poor, pretty, empty-headed Meatball Head. *shakes his head* In case you have forgotten, it is your duty as heiress to the throne of the Lunarian kingdom to marry royalty., and that is something that HE most certainly is NOT!" Darien sat back in his seat and grinned triumphantly, causing Serena to scowl even more. Serena was about to answer Darien, but was interrupted by Guinevere's laughter. "What's so funny?!" Serena demanded to know. Guinevere shrugged and smiled. "Nothing, other than the fact that his mother was one of the priestesses of Avalon, Vivien, Arthur's aunt's friend, and his father was King Ban of Brittany. *grins* THEREFORE it is totally acceptable for him to court Serena." Guinevere finished this and looked right at Darien with a grin on her face. Darien merely huffed and looked out the window, willing the carriage ride to pass quickly and uneventfully.

~~OUTSIDE THE CARRIAGE~~
Raye sighed exasperatedly. "Why me?" she asked. "Why must I put up with those two *motioning to Lita and Mina* gossiping and flirting with Sir Lancelot? I have to put up with so much from those two! I am such a -" "-such a martyr!" Amy tiredly finished for her, eliciting a guilty look from Raye. "It is strange that Serena never before now mentioned that Guinevere was her cousin." Amy remarked after a short period of silence. "I mean, you would think she knows who her aunts and cousins are, at least. *frowns* unless this is an alternate time line..." Raye grinned. "Well of COURSE Serena didn't know it! I mean, what do you expect from Meatball Head?" Amy tiredly shook her head at Raye. "You should be kinder to her, Raye." She gently said. "Serena is very sensitive, and she tries, she really does." "I know, I know... It just doesn't seem like it some times." *MOST of the time* she added mentally. Amy just shook her head and sighed, going back to wondering about how they got there. "Well at least _I_ have my head squarely on my shoulders I mean, can you imagine mooning over someone that doesn't even want to go out with you? It's just so... so... disgusting!" (YES, those puns were intended {MOONing..... someone who doesn't WANT YOU I.E. her and Darien.....} oh well, forget it...) The a fore mentioned scouts of Love and Thunder were, indeed, shamelessly flirting with Sir Lancelot. "You're so strong!" giggles Mina. "I LOVE strong guys! *batting her eyes*" "Me too!" exclaimed Lita. "Especially ones that stand up for their friends! You know, we DO have a LOT in common!" Lancelot just rolled his eyes at this comment, as he had been for the past hour and a half since they set out that morning. *Why did _I_ get stuck with them?* his brain silently asked him. *Because you're nice, kind, considerate, and they are his Angel Serenity's friends* Finally he decided he could put up with The Flirts, as he deemed them, and possibly get some information about the Angel Serenity that they defend. With this thought he set about casually listening to the chattering of the girls and day dreaming about his Serenity.

Well, that's it for chapter 3! Sorry there's so little to it, but I was thinking of maybe adding a 2B at a later date to show when Lancelot actually challenged Darien. This is just to tide you guys over for a while. What do you think? Send all comments, flames, ideas, etc. to calli_thaala@yahoo.com Oh, you probably know this already, but FANFIC AUTHORS LIVE OFF MAIL! MAIL ME (AND ANY OTHER AUTHOR YOU'VE READ!) It shows that we are appreciated and it REALLY means a lot to us! Thanks!