Hey! Here I am with another chapter. I try to update a lot. I know that I don't like it when it takes forever for a story to be updated. I did make the mistake of starting two other fics just recently so I'm not getting any breaks any time soon. I'm not really complaining, I love to write.
Disclaimer: Let's make this short and sweet... I don't own them.
I guess you all are wondering who it was that shared the last romance scene with our princess. This might disappoint some of you and if it does, sorry. She could only be with one guy.
The One I Long For
A slight hint of sunlight crept through Serenity's window and fell across the two figures still wrapped in each other's arms. She awoke to discover it was just now dawn. She turned to face the man who she had kissed so passionately the night before.
"Van," she whispered softly. His eyes fluttered open.
"Yes?" he said in turn. She answered his question with a gentle kiss. "Serenity, I... I..."
"What is it Van?" A hopeful look spread across her face. Van looked deeply into those sapphire eyes. Now was the time to tell her how he felt. Everything was perfect.
"I..." He was going to tell her his deep feelings for her. "I better go." The disappointment was visible on the angel's face, but she did not object. She merely nodded her agreement. After he left, Serenity turned to face her window and let a solitary tear escape through her lashes.
'Why did he want to leave? Did I do something wrong? Why is it that I feel so alone?'
Later that day, Serenity was trying to find Van. She rushed down a corridor and bumped into someone. "I'm sorry," she said as she looked up to see Allen smiling down at her. She took his extended hand and allowed him to help her up.
"Ah, just the one I've been looking for," he said in his enchanting voice. "I have a gift for you." Serenity hadn't took any notice to the parcel in his other hand. He handed it to her and awaited her response.
"There is a ball tonight at the castle of Asturia and I thought that this would be perfect," he stated as she held up the long, flowing gown.
She smiled sweetly and replied, "it's gorgeous. I love it!"
"Well then, the ball begins very soon so you might wish to get ready." Serenity nodded and headed back to her room.
Serenity had just slipped into her new gown. She was sitting in at a vanity table and looking at herself in the mirror. All she had left to do was her hair. Then came the knock at the door.
She got up to answer the door, her hair loose and flowing pass her knees. It was Van.
"Come in," she said cheerfully. The stunned teen came in, never taking his eyes off her.
She twirled around, allowing her dress to flutter around her. "How do I look?" Van just stared open mouth at the princess. The dress was a shimmering pink trimmed with silver. It had spaghetti straps that rested daintily on her shoulders. It clung to her in all the right places, showing off her perfect figure. The dress's design closely resembled that of her princess gown.
"Well?" she asked again, bringing Van back to reality.
"Oh, you look beautiful." She smiled at his reply. "I've never seen you with your hair down."
"It just gets in the way," was her reply. She then began putting her hair up in its customary style.
"I like it down," he said. She turned to look at him.
"Well then, I'll wear it down more often, but only for you," she replied as she put on her mysterious new necklace.
At the ball, Serenity was sitting down alone. Van had left a few minutes earlier. He said he had to go and get something; he had not said what though. The goddess had a slight tinge of boredom held in her expression.
"May I have the pleasure of this dance?" a handsome voice asked. Serenity, who was expecting it to be Van, said yes. She stood up and saw Allen smiling back at her.
'I can't be rude and tell him no now. One little dance can't hurt. Can it?'
Before Serenity could do anything, she was being led out onto the floor. He took her by one hand and brought it up to his shoulder. He let it go and her hand rested on the back of his neck. He placed one hand on the small of her back and proceeded to take her free hand in his. He danced wonderfully. She was having a great time but somewhere in the back of her mind she wished she were with Van.
Little did she know he was standing just a short distance away from her, holding a bouquet of red roses.
Anguish and fury filled his body. He wanted to shout, cry, anything but just stand and watch as the one person that meant so much to him slipped away.
He threw the flowers done and ran off. Just as he turned to leave, Serenity's gaze landed on him. 'Oh no, what have I done?!' she inwardly screamed.
"Van!" She broke free of Allen's embrace and ran after him. The next thing she saw filled her heart with dread. Van was standing, his back toward her, with his sword unsheathed. A boy who looked about the same age as him was standing just in front of him. He too was in a battle stance. His eyes flashed madly, and Serenity couldn't help but feel pity for this boy that held so much pain.
"Well, Van," he sneered. "Are you ready to die?"
"No!" Serenity screamed, which brought the attention of the two warriors to her.
"Well, look who we have here!" A smirk formed on his face.
"What do you want?!" Serenity screamed at their attacker.
"You, of course," Terror filled her eyes as he advanced on her.
"Dilandau! Stay away from her!" he yelled as he stepped in front of his angel. He was not about to let anything happen to her. He loved her too much, even if she didn't return his feelings.
"I take it we have a soft spot for this one?" Dilandau sniggered. The two young men then engaged in a heated battle.
"Van, be careful!" Serenity cried. 'I have to do something! I can't just stand here and watch this! I have to help him, but what could I possibly do?' Serenity's eyes glazed over. A few tears slowly trickled down her cheek. A single tear happened to fall on the crystal that hung around her neck. It shined with intensity. Dilandau and Van stopped fighting and looked at her with awe. The wind started to blow furiously, causing her hair and dress to thrash about her.
*Flashback*
The girl who looked so much like herself appeared once again. However, now she was in some sort of sailor suit.
Then the girl spoke. "I am Sailor Moon!"
*End of Flashback*
Serenity wondered what this girl could have to do with her. She tried to remember. She to figure out why this girl was so familiar. She tried to the point she could try no longer. She fainted in exhaustion.
"Serenity!" Van shouted. He ran and knelt by her side, hoping with all of his might that she was alive. Dilandau thought this distraction was the perfect time to attack. He punched Van squarely in the jaw and then raised his sword, ready to strike the final blow.
'Serenity, you must wake up. You must save him from death's clutches.' It was the same mysterious voice that had convinced her crystal to deliver her from her own loneliness.
Serenity suddenly opened her eyes to see the deranged expression on Dilandau's face. She quickly looked at Van. If she didn't do something soon he would surely die.
"Van!" she screamed. She jumped in front of him just as Dilandau's sword made its move to take the young king's life. The sword plunged deeply into her angelic form causing her to scream a shrill and blood curdling scream. Van and Dilandau stared at the girl's lifeless form in shock. Dilandau began shaking and breathing heavily. He let his grip on the sword's hilt cease and slowly backed away.
Suddenly, several Dragon Slayers came running in (Just in case you don't know, the Dragon Slayers are a group of teenage boys under Dilandau's command). They grabbed Van and held him down. Van was too stunned to object. Then, a tall figure emerged and knelt down beside the goddess.
"Dilandau, what have you done?" he said. His usual calmness was there but it took all he could do to stay that way. But then, the unthinkable happened.
"Van," a thin, but still beautiful voice whispered. The figure turned back to look at the girl. "She's alive?" he questioned in bewilderment. "Take out the sword," he ordered. Dilandau hesitantly moved toward her. He gripped his sword again and pulled it out. Once the sword was out, he threw it away in disgust.
The man that looked as if he were in charge, gently picked up the girl's limp body.
"Brother, leave her alone!" Van yelled. He was still being held down be the teen warriors. Folkien nodded to one of the Dragon Slayers signaling to them to knock Van unconscious. The last thing Van saw was his older brother walking away with the girl of his dreams in his arms.
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Another chapter complete! I hope you liked it! Once again, who is this mysterious voice? What's going to become of our dear bunny?
I had planned on making this chapter longer, but I thought that was a good place to end this one. The next chapter will be out really soon! As a matter of fact, I'm going to start it as soon as I get done saving this one in text format! I'm so happy that my writer's block is gone!
~Serenity~
Disclaimer: Let's make this short and sweet... I don't own them.
I guess you all are wondering who it was that shared the last romance scene with our princess. This might disappoint some of you and if it does, sorry. She could only be with one guy.
The One I Long For
A slight hint of sunlight crept through Serenity's window and fell across the two figures still wrapped in each other's arms. She awoke to discover it was just now dawn. She turned to face the man who she had kissed so passionately the night before.
"Van," she whispered softly. His eyes fluttered open.
"Yes?" he said in turn. She answered his question with a gentle kiss. "Serenity, I... I..."
"What is it Van?" A hopeful look spread across her face. Van looked deeply into those sapphire eyes. Now was the time to tell her how he felt. Everything was perfect.
"I..." He was going to tell her his deep feelings for her. "I better go." The disappointment was visible on the angel's face, but she did not object. She merely nodded her agreement. After he left, Serenity turned to face her window and let a solitary tear escape through her lashes.
'Why did he want to leave? Did I do something wrong? Why is it that I feel so alone?'
Later that day, Serenity was trying to find Van. She rushed down a corridor and bumped into someone. "I'm sorry," she said as she looked up to see Allen smiling down at her. She took his extended hand and allowed him to help her up.
"Ah, just the one I've been looking for," he said in his enchanting voice. "I have a gift for you." Serenity hadn't took any notice to the parcel in his other hand. He handed it to her and awaited her response.
"There is a ball tonight at the castle of Asturia and I thought that this would be perfect," he stated as she held up the long, flowing gown.
She smiled sweetly and replied, "it's gorgeous. I love it!"
"Well then, the ball begins very soon so you might wish to get ready." Serenity nodded and headed back to her room.
Serenity had just slipped into her new gown. She was sitting in at a vanity table and looking at herself in the mirror. All she had left to do was her hair. Then came the knock at the door.
She got up to answer the door, her hair loose and flowing pass her knees. It was Van.
"Come in," she said cheerfully. The stunned teen came in, never taking his eyes off her.
She twirled around, allowing her dress to flutter around her. "How do I look?" Van just stared open mouth at the princess. The dress was a shimmering pink trimmed with silver. It had spaghetti straps that rested daintily on her shoulders. It clung to her in all the right places, showing off her perfect figure. The dress's design closely resembled that of her princess gown.
"Well?" she asked again, bringing Van back to reality.
"Oh, you look beautiful." She smiled at his reply. "I've never seen you with your hair down."
"It just gets in the way," was her reply. She then began putting her hair up in its customary style.
"I like it down," he said. She turned to look at him.
"Well then, I'll wear it down more often, but only for you," she replied as she put on her mysterious new necklace.
At the ball, Serenity was sitting down alone. Van had left a few minutes earlier. He said he had to go and get something; he had not said what though. The goddess had a slight tinge of boredom held in her expression.
"May I have the pleasure of this dance?" a handsome voice asked. Serenity, who was expecting it to be Van, said yes. She stood up and saw Allen smiling back at her.
'I can't be rude and tell him no now. One little dance can't hurt. Can it?'
Before Serenity could do anything, she was being led out onto the floor. He took her by one hand and brought it up to his shoulder. He let it go and her hand rested on the back of his neck. He placed one hand on the small of her back and proceeded to take her free hand in his. He danced wonderfully. She was having a great time but somewhere in the back of her mind she wished she were with Van.
Little did she know he was standing just a short distance away from her, holding a bouquet of red roses.
Anguish and fury filled his body. He wanted to shout, cry, anything but just stand and watch as the one person that meant so much to him slipped away.
He threw the flowers done and ran off. Just as he turned to leave, Serenity's gaze landed on him. 'Oh no, what have I done?!' she inwardly screamed.
"Van!" She broke free of Allen's embrace and ran after him. The next thing she saw filled her heart with dread. Van was standing, his back toward her, with his sword unsheathed. A boy who looked about the same age as him was standing just in front of him. He too was in a battle stance. His eyes flashed madly, and Serenity couldn't help but feel pity for this boy that held so much pain.
"Well, Van," he sneered. "Are you ready to die?"
"No!" Serenity screamed, which brought the attention of the two warriors to her.
"Well, look who we have here!" A smirk formed on his face.
"What do you want?!" Serenity screamed at their attacker.
"You, of course," Terror filled her eyes as he advanced on her.
"Dilandau! Stay away from her!" he yelled as he stepped in front of his angel. He was not about to let anything happen to her. He loved her too much, even if she didn't return his feelings.
"I take it we have a soft spot for this one?" Dilandau sniggered. The two young men then engaged in a heated battle.
"Van, be careful!" Serenity cried. 'I have to do something! I can't just stand here and watch this! I have to help him, but what could I possibly do?' Serenity's eyes glazed over. A few tears slowly trickled down her cheek. A single tear happened to fall on the crystal that hung around her neck. It shined with intensity. Dilandau and Van stopped fighting and looked at her with awe. The wind started to blow furiously, causing her hair and dress to thrash about her.
*Flashback*
The girl who looked so much like herself appeared once again. However, now she was in some sort of sailor suit.
Then the girl spoke. "I am Sailor Moon!"
*End of Flashback*
Serenity wondered what this girl could have to do with her. She tried to remember. She to figure out why this girl was so familiar. She tried to the point she could try no longer. She fainted in exhaustion.
"Serenity!" Van shouted. He ran and knelt by her side, hoping with all of his might that she was alive. Dilandau thought this distraction was the perfect time to attack. He punched Van squarely in the jaw and then raised his sword, ready to strike the final blow.
'Serenity, you must wake up. You must save him from death's clutches.' It was the same mysterious voice that had convinced her crystal to deliver her from her own loneliness.
Serenity suddenly opened her eyes to see the deranged expression on Dilandau's face. She quickly looked at Van. If she didn't do something soon he would surely die.
"Van!" she screamed. She jumped in front of him just as Dilandau's sword made its move to take the young king's life. The sword plunged deeply into her angelic form causing her to scream a shrill and blood curdling scream. Van and Dilandau stared at the girl's lifeless form in shock. Dilandau began shaking and breathing heavily. He let his grip on the sword's hilt cease and slowly backed away.
Suddenly, several Dragon Slayers came running in (Just in case you don't know, the Dragon Slayers are a group of teenage boys under Dilandau's command). They grabbed Van and held him down. Van was too stunned to object. Then, a tall figure emerged and knelt down beside the goddess.
"Dilandau, what have you done?" he said. His usual calmness was there but it took all he could do to stay that way. But then, the unthinkable happened.
"Van," a thin, but still beautiful voice whispered. The figure turned back to look at the girl. "She's alive?" he questioned in bewilderment. "Take out the sword," he ordered. Dilandau hesitantly moved toward her. He gripped his sword again and pulled it out. Once the sword was out, he threw it away in disgust.
The man that looked as if he were in charge, gently picked up the girl's limp body.
"Brother, leave her alone!" Van yelled. He was still being held down be the teen warriors. Folkien nodded to one of the Dragon Slayers signaling to them to knock Van unconscious. The last thing Van saw was his older brother walking away with the girl of his dreams in his arms.
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Another chapter complete! I hope you liked it! Once again, who is this mysterious voice? What's going to become of our dear bunny?
I had planned on making this chapter longer, but I thought that was a good place to end this one. The next chapter will be out really soon! As a matter of fact, I'm going to start it as soon as I get done saving this one in text format! I'm so happy that my writer's block is gone!
~Serenity~