2/9/00
'Blue Met Blue'
By: Lelu
Rated: PG
E-mail: Leluh160@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: Sadly, Chiba Mamoru does not belong to me.
Such a depressing life... Oh, and neither do the rest
of the SM characters- Not that I care... I'd just like
my own Mamo-chan.
***Prince and Princess***
"Princess! Princess, come back here!" A frenzied Senshi
of Venus called after the Princess of the Moon, trying
to persuade the latter to stop running. "Serenity!" She
gasped, stopping for breath, but not without calling
one last time to the golden-haired figure who was
running away. "Princess! This will only end in
tragedy..."
Serenity stopped and turned around, her serious
words making Venus reflect. " Venus, Endymion and I
have never met, but... He has a good heart...
" I know that communication between the Moon and Earth
is not allowed, but I know- for I can feel it with my
heart- that I love him. I've loved him ever since his
image was shown to me, so long ago. And although I
cannot be with him, I know that I will love him until
the end of time.... And it breaks my heart," she
whispered, "to know that this is a love that can never
be...But I can't help myself."
Blue eyes filled with tears.
"Surely you must see that? I know I love him... And it's
not based just on looks. He is kind to his people,
Princess of the beautiful planet of Venus...
"I know that if he were to see me, unimaginable things
will happen. There will be war. It has already been
foreseen, Venus, by some prophet. A Princess of the
Moon will fall in love with the Prince of the Earth..."
Her eyes clouded, as she recited the ancient passage
from memory.
"They will become lovers for eternity, and be in love
for eternity. However...a dark kingdom will destroy the
people of the Moon, and blacken the hearts of the
people of the Earth...The Prince will fight for his
Princess until the very end..."
Serenity's eyes cleared, and re-focused on Venus, who
stood there warily, her eyes watering.
"It won't be us, Venus. He won't even see me, I
promise...! I just want to see Endymion in person, only
if it's just for a few seconds. I want to know...I want
to hear is voice clearly. Not just be his protector
from the Moon...Someone he doesn't even know about..."
"Serenity...." Venus' heart ached for her friend, who
was so obviously in love.
"You are the Senshi of Love. Please...for my sake, let
me go. Let me go and see something that I can never
have...I just want to see him. And to be able to see
him, person to person. Not just an image on the cold
computer screen.
"Just one time...
and then...
I can...
die happy..."
The Senshi of Love looked down, and fought the
contrasting feelings in her head and heart. She knew
that they would be the couple who would bring down the
kingdom of the Earth and Moon. Lives would be
destroyed, hearts broken...
She knew what would happen to everyone if they
were to ever meet...
But then...there was the old saying...
'It's better to have loved and lost someone,
then to have never loved at all'
She also knew that their love would be pure and
untainted, that as soon as they met, Endymion would
fall in love with Serenity- a person that he had never
even seen before...And that they would both be happier
than imaginable. And so she made her decision.
Raising her head, she gave Serenity a small
smile.
Slowly, a grin began to spread across the
Princess of the Moon's face.
"Really?! I can go?"
A small nod.
Serenity ran to her, and gave her a delicate
hug. And just before leaving, she whispered into Venus'
ear, "Thank you ...You don't know what this means to
me."
And then she was gone.
A small, wry smile played on Venus' lips. 'Yes I
do, Princess...Find your love and be happy, for the
happy times won't last very long...' And then she
turned and walked away, mentally calling for the other
3 senshi, to warn them about the hard times ahead.
**Earth**
A small flash of light announced the Princess of
the Moon, who was arriving on the beautiful blue planet
for the first time. Luckily, the Prince of the Earth
was examining his flowers, so he had not been
disturbed.
Quietly, Serenity went to hide behind a post, so
she would not be spotted. However, her foot had stepped
on a small twig, and it had cracked. That noise had
alerted the Prince.
His head turned, and he called out, "Who's
there? Show yourself!"
Serenity made no motion to move, thinking that
she was quite safe behind the pillar. The wind,
however, had different ideas.
It blew past her, and with it, her long
streaming hair, and her silk white dress fluttered.
He saw.
And so he quickly made his way to the pillar,
wanting to see who it was who had so rudely disturbed
him.
He did not, at first, see her face. He made his
way from her feet and up.
'Dainty feet.'
'Long legs.'
'White gown.'
'Full chest.'
'Slender neck.'
And then...
Blue met Blue.
And so the rest is history.
***Odango and the Baka***
Tsukino Usagi- who had barely made it to school
on time- sat in her chair at school, fighting to keep
her eyes open. Every day was an inner battle (although
most did not know it) to stay awake at school. Last
night's homework had been especially hard, and she had
been awake until 1a.m., trying to finish it.
Trying.
She had tried, really. Honestly. She had sat
down at her little table, legs crossed, pencil in her
hand, and textbook open. Scanning through the homework,
her eyes nearly bugged out. 'It looks so hard,' she
thought. 'How will I ever be able to do this?' She
sighed. It looked like it was going to be another long
night ahead of her.
At the same time, in Chiba Mamoru's apartment, a light
was turned on, and a raven head bent over his books.
He, too, was studying diligently. However, his was a
different story.
He studied because he had nothing better to do.
His pen flew across his open notebook, pausing
here and there to give his aching hand and fingers a
short break. Mamoru was up doing extra credit problems,
to help add to his already perfect grades. He would
settle for nothing less than a ninety-five.
Suddenly, he threw his pen down, shut his
high-school notebook, and stood up, angry with himself.
He looked at his spacious apartment, which was perfect.
Everything was in order, and not a speck of dust could
be seen, due to his daily ritual of dusting. Furiously,
he thought to himself, 'It's not right. People would
laugh if they knew how boring my life is- How empty it
is.' And then, he gave a (self-mocking) sardonic laugh.
'No,' he thought, 'My life isn't boring. It's something
else...'
And then it hit him.
He was lonely.
He had always been lonely.
And there would probably never be anyone- that
he hadn't already pushed away- that would want to get
to know him...
Or even love him...
He was cursed. And the disease from which he
suffered from had only 1 cure.
Love. He needed to be loved. And he needed to
give love. But the chances of it actually
happening...were almost none.
Almost.
And with that last depressing thought, Chiba
Mamoru, the most eligible male teenager- the
heart-throb of Azabu Tech. High-school- went back to
his books, pen, once again, flying across the paper.
It was nearly 12:45AM when Usagi had finally finished
her homework. A triumphent grin made its way onto her
sleepy face, as she put her book and notebook into her
tiny briefcase. Her first thought? 'Won't Haruna-sensei
be surprised when she sees my homework! And *this*
time,' she promised to herself, 'you *will* turn in
your homework...No matter how wrong you think your
answer may be.' Yes, it was true. Contrary to what
other people may have thought, Tsukino Usagi *did* do
her homework.
Every night.
The reason why, however, she did not actually give her
carefully thought-out homework was because she suffered
from a low self-esteem. Yes, on both the outside and
inside, she was a happy bubbly person that everyone
thought her to be- and she enjoyed being that way.
But...She truly felt, sometimes, that she could
accomplish nothing Or that anything she did try to
accomplish was a fluke.
It was pointless.
Sighing, she stood in front of the mirror and looked at
herself.
She knew that she was pretty.
She knew that at least half of the boys at Juuban
middle-school had a crush on her, and yet...
She did not feel complete. There was something- or,
rather, someone- that was missing in her life.
However, it was her optimism, her faith in love, which
kept her going.
She knew that she would find him. And no matter how long
it would take, she would wait for *him*, for when she
found him...she would be happier than ever imaginable.
She untied her last pigtail, climbed into bed, and fell
asleep, dreaming of her true love.
It was nearly 1AM for Chiba Mamoru until he, too,
finally crawled into bed. He hoped that he would have
pleasant dreams.
Then again, he always did.
Would he dream of the Princess again?
Of course. What a stupid question to ask.
Chiba Mamoru had dreamt of the Princess every night, for
the past 3 years. And, although one may have inferred
that it was a pain, he loved dreaming about her.
She was the key.
The key to everything.
His mind.
His soul.
And most importantly...his heart.
He closed his eyes and waited for sleep to fall upon
him. Waited until the mist came. Waited until he could
just barely make out the outline of a castled. Waited
until the mist had departed, so he could see the
beautiful silhouette of the girl of his dreams.
Literally.
He didn't have to wait long. Sleep came in an instant,
and, with it, the comforting thoughts of his Princess.
She was there, begging him, again, to find
this...jewel. The 'ginzuishou' she had called it, night
after night. And when he brought it, they could finally
be together. Suddenly, he decided to do something that
he- in all his years of dreaming about her- had never
done before.
He jumped onto her balcony.
He wanted to see her face- the face that he had yearned
to see since...time began. And so he pleaded, begged,
for her to turn so he could look at her. And so she
did. Her eyes were kept in the shadows, but he could
see her hair.
Pigtails...How strange, and yet...how unique.
And reached a trembling hand to her face, for he wanted
to see it. And he moved it into the light, and was
about to look into her eyes, when-
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
He woke up and swore, angry. He had almost seen her
face...almost...
Sighing, he stood up and took his shower. And when he
had dried his hair, he buttoned on his white uniform
shirt, put on his black slacks, and his Azabu jacket.
And so began another day.
**Back to the present**
Usagi trudged home that day, a 30% paper in her hand.
She had failed the test. Not that that was anything
new. The disappointment was nothing new. The feeling of
being nothing more than a pretty face with an empty
brain was nothing new. The anger she felt towards
herself was nothing new. So, all in all, it had pretty
much been an un-eventful day. She had turned in her
homework today, and, to her surprise, gotten a perfect
score.
Perfect.
So unlike how she was. But, she supposed, she could
improve. Slowly, but surely, she would become better.
And then she took a look at the test in her hand. This
math test had been especially hard. Even Umino hadn't
gotten a 100%. She had forgotten her textbook the night
before the test, and every one else had needed theirs
to study. So, she had just went to bed early that
night, knowing that the next school day would be like
hell.
Not that it wasn't every day.
Her pent-up frustration began to build, and the
possibilities of what she could do with this damned
paper began to form in her mind. She made up her
decision. Balling up the paper, she casually tossed it
over her head. What she had not expected, however, was
a voice calling after her, as soon as she had tossed
it.
"Hey, Miss Cowtails! Do I look like a trash can to you?"
God help that idiot who had teased her. She was *not*
one to be reckoned with. Her
anger...frustration...disappointment took over, as she
turned to yell at the person who had made that grave,
grave mistake.
She never even got the chance...
She turned around, and the first thing she noticed was
the Azabu uniform.
'Nice pants.'
'Clean jacket.'
'Starched white shirt.'
'Tan skin.'
And slowly, she made her way up to his face.
And then...
Blue Met Blue.
And so the rest is history.
***Sailormoon and Tuxedo Mask***
It had all started that morning when she had
stepped on that cat's head. She had stopped to inspect
the kitty, just in case she had broken any of her
bones. She hadn't. Already, there was a band-aid on the
cat's head. Usagi had always been curious. Slowly, she
peeled the band-aid off.
A crescent moon.
Usagi gasped. 'How odd...and yet, how
comforting.
'It seems...
so...
familiar...'
And then, she had been revived out of her pensive
thoughts, when she heard the warning bells tolling from
her school, which was still 5 blocks away. She shot up.
"Sorry, kitty, but I've got to go! I'm going to be
late!" With that, she took off, running away at
break-neck speed, leaving the cat to stare after her.
She had arrived at school, nearly making the 'beginning
to close gates' by mere seconds. Exhausted, she had
slumped down onto her chair, trying to catch her
breath. Then it hit her.
She hadn't eaten breakfast.
As quick as lightning, she pulled out her carefully
packed lunch, and opened it. Lovely, lovely food.
Taking her chopsticks, she began to shove the food down
her mouth, not caring who was staring at her.
Not that anyone was. Everyone was already used to Usagi
and her dashes to school, which would then be followed
by eating.
And then, her ears had caught onto a few precious words.
'The new SailorV game...'
She jumped up, still stuffing food into her mouth. When
her attempt to speak had failed, she swallowed, and set
her food down onto her desk.
"SailorV?! I love SailorV!" She joined into the
conversation, and no one minded. After all, it was only
Yuni and Naru...and, unfortunately, Umino. Their gazes
focused on the petite blond as she wisely said, "Yes, I
go to the arcade every day after school to play their
SailorV games."
"Well, perhaps, Usagi..." A new voice had entered into
their discussion. An older deeper female voice. "You
should pay more attention in class, instead of going to
the Crown Arcade, "'everyday after school.'" And with
that, Haruna-sensei calmly gave Usagi her test paper
back.
The math test that she had not been able to study for,
due to the fact that she had left her book at school.
On the top of the paper was a '30%.'
"What the...?!" Were the first words to come out of
Usagi's mouth. In her head, she thought,
disbelievingly, 'How could this have happened? I
thought that I would have done a little better than
this...!' Sighing, she shook her head and sat down at
her desk, putting the sheet of paper into her desk,
waiting for the class to begin.
Chiba Mamoru woke up at precisely 7:00AM that morning,
giving her exactly an hour to get to school. So, he had
risen from the bed, in a grouchy mood.
Well, not really.
He was disappointed. Disappointed because he had not
been able to see his dream girl's face.
'Damnit! I almost saw it...'
Almost.
Sighing, he made his way to the bathroom. Once in there,
he took a good look at himself in the mirror. His hair
was disheveled from sleep, but the rest of him looked
okay. His eyes, however...
His eyes always looked perfect- even if he had only
gotten 2 hours of sleep, it wouldn't matter. They never
had black circles under them, from lack of sleep.
It was because of the Princess. She healed him. In any
way she possibly could. And he knew it. He shook his
head, and turned on the shower. Once in there, he shut
his eyes and began to think about the dream, like he
had so many times before...
'Ahhh, coffee.' Yes, Chiba Mamoru, who was only 17,
drank black coffee every morning. It was odd. He was
only 17, but he loved the caffinated liquid, which kept
him at his best every day. He closed his eyes as he
felt the black coffee slide down his throat. And then,
the thrill was over.
What a boring life he led.
Glancing at the clock, it showed that the time was now
7:30. He still had time, but he decided to leave.
Grabbing his uniform coat and book-bag, he swept his
eyes across the room, checking for anything that might
be out of order.
Of course, there wasn't.
Grinning, he shut the door and locked it, making his way
to school. He walked slowly today, and breathed the
clean air, while noticing what a pretty time of year it
was. It was spring.
The season of love.
The cherry blossoms that lined one half of the street-
next to the park- were blooming, and the pink blossoms
were very pretty. Without thinking, he reached up and
plucked it off, admiring its beauty. The pink petals
were perfect, not a dent or scratch to mar it. He
gingerly held it in his fingers, as if his very life
depended on it.
And then he purposely dropped it. He let the blossom
drop onto the cold gray concrete, only to be blown away
by the wind. 'Good,' he thought. 'Let some one else
find it, and let them be worthy enough to hold onto
such beauty...' And so he walked on.
When upon arriving at school, he was instantly
surrounded by a hoard of girls, who began to profess
their 'undying love.'
'Empty words,' he thought. 'These silly little
air-headed (AN: He's not being mean. Just telling the
truth.) girls think they love me. Love is too delicate
to be professed like this. You have to mean it...' And
so he ignored the girls, except for giving a few, here
and there, a charming smile.
And those girls would swoon.
They spoke about him. His 'perfect body,' or his
'kissable lips,' or his 'mysterious aura.'
And, perhaps, most importantly, his 'perfect eyes.' And
for that little fact, he thanked the Princess. For
letting his eyes be beautiful, no matter what.
Slowly, he walked towards his homeroom, hoping to be
able to get a word in with Furuhata Motoki, his best
friend.
One of his only friends.
And so he strode into homeroom (losing a few of the
girls), and sat down. His blonde-haired, blue-eyed
friend turned to him and grinned.
"Hey, Mamoru! I see that your fan club is gaining more
members!"
Mamoru rolled his eyes. "Exactly what I need," he
replied, his deep voice making the girls swoon.
Sighing, he turned around. "Girls,: he said, his voice
pleading, "Do you think that you can give me a few
minutes here? I'd like to speak to Motoki."
"Sure, Mamoru," one of the girls answered, speaking for
them all. "We'd do *anything*," she said, her voice
full of meaning, "for *you.*" And so they all walked
off, but not before shooting him a few more glances.
Both Mamoru and Motoki shook their heads.
"Women," Motoki muttered.
Mamoru grinned and shook his head. "No, Motoki.
Teenagers."
They shared a laugh, but it quickly died when the sensei
came into the room.
"All right, everyone," Beppinko-sensei said when she
walked into the room, "I'm glad that you're in such
blithe moods today, gentlemen, but it's time to focus
on our studies. Now, please take out your Physics
book..."
Mamoru and Motoki looked at each other. And so another
school day began.
When Usagi presented the '30%' paper to her mother, she
was promptly kicked out of the house, and left to wail
after her mother to open the door. Her brother, Shingo,
had just happened to walk home at that moment, and
began to make fun of her.
"Usagi-baka, shut up! You'll never be smart or pretty,
so please! Stop whining, and shut up!" With those nice
comforting words, her brother opened to door, and
slammed it on Usagi's face.
Her face fell...He was right.
She was nothing.
Slowly, she slid down the front door...and began to
sob...
They were not her regular sobs...
They were the sobs of a heart-broken teenager...
And her mother, who was inside of the house, could tell
the difference. Ikuko opened the door. "Usagi...?
Usagi, baby? Usa, you can come in, now. I'm sorry...I
over-reacted. I know that you tried your best...And,"
she said, holding up the other paper that had a '100%'
on it, "I'm very proud about this paper."
Slowly, Usagi raised her head. "Mom...you found my
paper? You went through my book bag?"
"Yes, Usagi-chan. Only to see if you had any more
papers, though..."
Usagi sighed. 'Oh well...'
"Usagi, come into the house. We're having pork-chops for
dinner."
She stood up, and walked slowly into the house. Turning,
she said, "Mom, I'm not hungry...I'm just going to go
upstairs and rest, okay?" Without waiting for an
answer, Usagi bound up the stairs, and ran into the
room, locking her door.
Ikuko stood at the bottom of the stairs, a look of pain
across her face. 'Usagi...', she thought, 'my beautiful
daughter...I only went through your book bag, because I
knew that the 'A' paper would be in there...After all,
you had tried so hard last night on it...' Shaking her
head, Ikuko went back into the kitchen, to finish
preparing dinner.
Usagi had stretched out on her bed, and closed her eyes.
'I'm so tired,' she thought. 'I'm always tired...I
wonder why...' And then her thoughts were no more. She
fell into a peaceful sleep, filled with images of...the
moon? And then, suddenly...
BAM!
She shot straight up from the bed, and looked around to
see where the noise could have come from.
An open window.
A cat sitting on her bed...
The cat from...earlier that morning!
And then...it spoke. To her.
"Hello, Usagi."
Usagi's eyes grew wide, and she jumped off the bed, only
to cower behind it, bright blue eyes blinking in
bewilderment. "Um...hello, kitty?"
The cat gave an eerie grin (that scared the
heebie-jeebies out of Usagi), and introduced herself.
"I am Luna. I come with a gift for you, Usagi-chan."
Usagi knew that she should be freaked. After all, it
wasn't everyday that a cat came up to you...But...
She felt like that this had happened before. That this
cat had, in some way, spoken to her before.
Had she known this cat...
In
a
past
life?
She shook her head. 'What nonsense I think of.' "Hello,
Luna. What kind of gift do you want to give me?"
The cat smiled again, and did a backflip. A locket fell
out of nowhere, and into Usagi's view.
A pink locket, with four specific colors....
Green...
Blue...
Red...
Orange...
She knew these colors. They were her favorite. It was
odd, she knew, to have four favorite colors, but...
And so, she asked Luna, "Luna, thank you, but...What do
I do with it?"
She already knew.
"Put the locket into the air, and call out 'Moon Prism
Power, Make up."
And so she did...And suddenly, she found herself wearing
a sailor suit.
A very *feminine* sailor suit.
"Usagi, you are now known as Sailormoon. In this
disguise, you will help the innocents from being taken
over from the Dark Kingdom."
"Luna," Usagi said, her eyes going blank, "My life...it
will never be the same again, will it...?"
Luna's crimson eyes saddened, somewhat.
"Yes, Sailormoon..."
And so, they began to talk. About the mission. And about
what the Dark Kingdom was after.
"Help me! Somebody...help me please!"
Usagi gasped. She could somehow hear Naru-chan's voice,
by the jewels she wore on her pigtails. "L-l-luna?"
"Go, Usagi-chan! Naru's mother has been bound and gagged
in the basement of her jewelry store! The woman that
you saw today in the shop...It was a youma! Go help
Naru! What are you waiting for?"
And so, the newly found 'Champion of Justice' and her
feline sidekick jumped out of the window, heading for
the OSA-P jewelry store.
Chiba Mamoru, who was now in his apartment, studying
for his Chemistry test the next day, doubled over in
pain.
'The Princess... Is she calling me?'
He could feel a pull at his heart- at his soul-
and knew what was going to happen. He pulled out a red
rose- from where, he did not know- and transformed.
Tuxedo Mask.
Closing his eyes, he jumped onto the balcony,
and then, onto a near by roof, following the tug, until
it became stronger...
And then he stopped. Directly outside of the
OSA-P store...
Quietly, he sneaked into an open window. There,
he was greeted with a beautiful sight.
Well, kinda.
A heavenly creature was trying her best to fight
the youma. This creature...was so beautiful that she
couldn't even be described. Well, her figure could,
but...he couldn't make out her face, for it was blocked
by the shadows.
He shook his head, and concentrated on the
fight. Although this 'Sailormoon' had showy
words...well, to be honest, she really couldn't fight.
Yet.
He knew that she had potential, and could become
a great fighter...And so he waited, until just the
right time...~
'Well, this has been a most interesting day,' Sailormoon
thought wryly.
"Aggh!" She screamed, as she dodged another carefully
aimed claw. It had all started that morning when she
had stepped on that cat's head.
"Eeek!" Another claw whizzed past her head.
"Oh, no!" Sailormoon cried, when she saw the blood on
her knees. "I don't want to play this game
anymore...Please, let me wake up!" And she began to
wail- whole-hearted sobs, for she knew that her life
would never be the same. Her sobs echoed across the
room, and made the youma's lackeys fall to the ground.
"Stop that awful noise," the youma screamed while
holding her head in her hands, while reaching out her
long claws to cut off Sailormoon's head...
Sailormoon closed her eyes.
There seemed to be no way out.. She sat there, her back
against a pillar, and waited for the outstretched claws
to kill her. The fact that Luna was screaming her
feline head off hadn't helped.
ZOOM!
Her eyes popped open. 'I'm not...dead?' Her eyes flew
onto the object that had prevented her death.
A red rose.
And so she turned her eyes up to see who had
saved her...
Tuxedo Kaman could now make out her figure.
Barely.
'Long legs.'
'Short fuku.'
'Flat stomach.'
'Full chest.'
And then...
Blue met Blue.
And so the rest is history.
***Neo-King and Queen***
"Serenity! Serenity, where are you?!"
It was 1st Saturday of the month, and so it was
their day off. Everyone knew that. Although it was
un-official, all royal- or un-royal- persons would not
bother their King and Queen.
"Serenity! Get over here! Right now! I'm not
going to ask again!"
Silvery laughter echoed down the hall.
"Damn you, Serenity!"
Collective gasps could be heard from the Senshi,
who were piled in various doorways, watching the
'stoic' King run furiously after the 'ever-composed'
Queen.
"Sere...How could you?! You *knew* how much I
loved those chocolates! And you ate all of them! Do you
know how far I'll have to travel to get more of those?"
"Endy,," she gaily called over her shoulder,
while running as fast as she could, "I love you!"
The King grimaced, and ran even faster.
"Excuses, excuses," he yelled, turning a corner.
Suddenly, a spurt of energy overcame him, and he caught
her, sending them crashing to the floor.
Blue Met Blue.
"Serenity! That was really mean of you! You know
how addicted I am to chocolates! And you just *had* to
eat the best box that I had!"
The Queen smirked. "Oh, I don't know, Endy...I
think that I did you a favor, actually."
He glared at her. "Oh, really? Please", he said,
while re-arranging himself into a position, so that he
was straddling her (so she, of course, couldn't get
away...)," Explain to me how eating my best box of
Belgian chocolates is helping me."
Sarcasm in her eyes, she calmly said, "Well,
Endymion...You aren't getting any younger, and," she
continued, patting his rock-hard stomach, "your stomach
could certainly use some reducing, so-"
A muffled shriek.
Endymion was furious. Very furious. He knew that
she was playing around, for he kept in best shape
possible. But how dare she insult him like that! Small
Lady hadn't even been conceieved yet, and she was
accusing him of 'losing it?' And so, he did the only
thing he could do.
He kissed her. Roughly. All his pent-up 'anger'
was shown in that tumultuous kiss. When he heard her
moan, he broke off the kiss.
"Now, Sere," he said, breathlessly, watching her
chest rise and fall, "tell me. Was that the kiss of an
aging man?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "How am I supposed
to know? I've never really kissed an older man like
that before." Then, she played her trump card.
"However, if you really want me to experiment, I guess
that I'd be willing to try with...oh, say...Seiya? He
is about a month older th-"
He narrowed his eyes, and in one swift motion,
stood up and whisked her into his arms.
(Much to the appreciation of the watching
Senshi.)
"You," he said, "have been very annoying the
past few days. Care to give an explanation?"
She decided to go for the 'Who-me?- I'm-
always-innocent' look.
"Nice try. I don't think so." And with those
last words, he turned around and strode into their
bedroom, and slammed the door.
(But, not before giving the senshi a withering
glare.)
For the next hour or so, the King and Queen
were...occupied with their own affairs. And after their
love-making, they looked at each other.
"Endymion," Serenity whispered, her head sharing
his pillow, "I don't think that I need to tell you
this, but...I'm so glad that I found you."
He kissed the tip of her nose, and looked at
her. "Serenity...I'm glad that I found you, too. Life
would have been so miserable with out you."
"I love you," they whispered simultaneously. And
before he kissed her again...
Blue Met Blue.
And so, the rest is-...
Well, not quite. They are living their lives
right now, and so...it really wouldn't quite be
history.
Yet.
--
'Blue Met Blue'
By: Lelu
Rated: PG
E-mail: Leluh160@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: Sadly, Chiba Mamoru does not belong to me.
Such a depressing life... Oh, and neither do the rest
of the SM characters- Not that I care... I'd just like
my own Mamo-chan.
***Prince and Princess***
"Princess! Princess, come back here!" A frenzied Senshi
of Venus called after the Princess of the Moon, trying
to persuade the latter to stop running. "Serenity!" She
gasped, stopping for breath, but not without calling
one last time to the golden-haired figure who was
running away. "Princess! This will only end in
tragedy..."
Serenity stopped and turned around, her serious
words making Venus reflect. " Venus, Endymion and I
have never met, but... He has a good heart...
" I know that communication between the Moon and Earth
is not allowed, but I know- for I can feel it with my
heart- that I love him. I've loved him ever since his
image was shown to me, so long ago. And although I
cannot be with him, I know that I will love him until
the end of time.... And it breaks my heart," she
whispered, "to know that this is a love that can never
be...But I can't help myself."
Blue eyes filled with tears.
"Surely you must see that? I know I love him... And it's
not based just on looks. He is kind to his people,
Princess of the beautiful planet of Venus...
"I know that if he were to see me, unimaginable things
will happen. There will be war. It has already been
foreseen, Venus, by some prophet. A Princess of the
Moon will fall in love with the Prince of the Earth..."
Her eyes clouded, as she recited the ancient passage
from memory.
"They will become lovers for eternity, and be in love
for eternity. However...a dark kingdom will destroy the
people of the Moon, and blacken the hearts of the
people of the Earth...The Prince will fight for his
Princess until the very end..."
Serenity's eyes cleared, and re-focused on Venus, who
stood there warily, her eyes watering.
"It won't be us, Venus. He won't even see me, I
promise...! I just want to see Endymion in person, only
if it's just for a few seconds. I want to know...I want
to hear is voice clearly. Not just be his protector
from the Moon...Someone he doesn't even know about..."
"Serenity...." Venus' heart ached for her friend, who
was so obviously in love.
"You are the Senshi of Love. Please...for my sake, let
me go. Let me go and see something that I can never
have...I just want to see him. And to be able to see
him, person to person. Not just an image on the cold
computer screen.
"Just one time...
and then...
I can...
die happy..."
The Senshi of Love looked down, and fought the
contrasting feelings in her head and heart. She knew
that they would be the couple who would bring down the
kingdom of the Earth and Moon. Lives would be
destroyed, hearts broken...
She knew what would happen to everyone if they
were to ever meet...
But then...there was the old saying...
'It's better to have loved and lost someone,
then to have never loved at all'
She also knew that their love would be pure and
untainted, that as soon as they met, Endymion would
fall in love with Serenity- a person that he had never
even seen before...And that they would both be happier
than imaginable. And so she made her decision.
Raising her head, she gave Serenity a small
smile.
Slowly, a grin began to spread across the
Princess of the Moon's face.
"Really?! I can go?"
A small nod.
Serenity ran to her, and gave her a delicate
hug. And just before leaving, she whispered into Venus'
ear, "Thank you ...You don't know what this means to
me."
And then she was gone.
A small, wry smile played on Venus' lips. 'Yes I
do, Princess...Find your love and be happy, for the
happy times won't last very long...' And then she
turned and walked away, mentally calling for the other
3 senshi, to warn them about the hard times ahead.
**Earth**
A small flash of light announced the Princess of
the Moon, who was arriving on the beautiful blue planet
for the first time. Luckily, the Prince of the Earth
was examining his flowers, so he had not been
disturbed.
Quietly, Serenity went to hide behind a post, so
she would not be spotted. However, her foot had stepped
on a small twig, and it had cracked. That noise had
alerted the Prince.
His head turned, and he called out, "Who's
there? Show yourself!"
Serenity made no motion to move, thinking that
she was quite safe behind the pillar. The wind,
however, had different ideas.
It blew past her, and with it, her long
streaming hair, and her silk white dress fluttered.
He saw.
And so he quickly made his way to the pillar,
wanting to see who it was who had so rudely disturbed
him.
He did not, at first, see her face. He made his
way from her feet and up.
'Dainty feet.'
'Long legs.'
'White gown.'
'Full chest.'
'Slender neck.'
And then...
Blue met Blue.
And so the rest is history.
***Odango and the Baka***
Tsukino Usagi- who had barely made it to school
on time- sat in her chair at school, fighting to keep
her eyes open. Every day was an inner battle (although
most did not know it) to stay awake at school. Last
night's homework had been especially hard, and she had
been awake until 1a.m., trying to finish it.
Trying.
She had tried, really. Honestly. She had sat
down at her little table, legs crossed, pencil in her
hand, and textbook open. Scanning through the homework,
her eyes nearly bugged out. 'It looks so hard,' she
thought. 'How will I ever be able to do this?' She
sighed. It looked like it was going to be another long
night ahead of her.
At the same time, in Chiba Mamoru's apartment, a light
was turned on, and a raven head bent over his books.
He, too, was studying diligently. However, his was a
different story.
He studied because he had nothing better to do.
His pen flew across his open notebook, pausing
here and there to give his aching hand and fingers a
short break. Mamoru was up doing extra credit problems,
to help add to his already perfect grades. He would
settle for nothing less than a ninety-five.
Suddenly, he threw his pen down, shut his
high-school notebook, and stood up, angry with himself.
He looked at his spacious apartment, which was perfect.
Everything was in order, and not a speck of dust could
be seen, due to his daily ritual of dusting. Furiously,
he thought to himself, 'It's not right. People would
laugh if they knew how boring my life is- How empty it
is.' And then, he gave a (self-mocking) sardonic laugh.
'No,' he thought, 'My life isn't boring. It's something
else...'
And then it hit him.
He was lonely.
He had always been lonely.
And there would probably never be anyone- that
he hadn't already pushed away- that would want to get
to know him...
Or even love him...
He was cursed. And the disease from which he
suffered from had only 1 cure.
Love. He needed to be loved. And he needed to
give love. But the chances of it actually
happening...were almost none.
Almost.
And with that last depressing thought, Chiba
Mamoru, the most eligible male teenager- the
heart-throb of Azabu Tech. High-school- went back to
his books, pen, once again, flying across the paper.
It was nearly 12:45AM when Usagi had finally finished
her homework. A triumphent grin made its way onto her
sleepy face, as she put her book and notebook into her
tiny briefcase. Her first thought? 'Won't Haruna-sensei
be surprised when she sees my homework! And *this*
time,' she promised to herself, 'you *will* turn in
your homework...No matter how wrong you think your
answer may be.' Yes, it was true. Contrary to what
other people may have thought, Tsukino Usagi *did* do
her homework.
Every night.
The reason why, however, she did not actually give her
carefully thought-out homework was because she suffered
from a low self-esteem. Yes, on both the outside and
inside, she was a happy bubbly person that everyone
thought her to be- and she enjoyed being that way.
But...She truly felt, sometimes, that she could
accomplish nothing Or that anything she did try to
accomplish was a fluke.
It was pointless.
Sighing, she stood in front of the mirror and looked at
herself.
She knew that she was pretty.
She knew that at least half of the boys at Juuban
middle-school had a crush on her, and yet...
She did not feel complete. There was something- or,
rather, someone- that was missing in her life.
However, it was her optimism, her faith in love, which
kept her going.
She knew that she would find him. And no matter how long
it would take, she would wait for *him*, for when she
found him...she would be happier than ever imaginable.
She untied her last pigtail, climbed into bed, and fell
asleep, dreaming of her true love.
It was nearly 1AM for Chiba Mamoru until he, too,
finally crawled into bed. He hoped that he would have
pleasant dreams.
Then again, he always did.
Would he dream of the Princess again?
Of course. What a stupid question to ask.
Chiba Mamoru had dreamt of the Princess every night, for
the past 3 years. And, although one may have inferred
that it was a pain, he loved dreaming about her.
She was the key.
The key to everything.
His mind.
His soul.
And most importantly...his heart.
He closed his eyes and waited for sleep to fall upon
him. Waited until the mist came. Waited until he could
just barely make out the outline of a castled. Waited
until the mist had departed, so he could see the
beautiful silhouette of the girl of his dreams.
Literally.
He didn't have to wait long. Sleep came in an instant,
and, with it, the comforting thoughts of his Princess.
She was there, begging him, again, to find
this...jewel. The 'ginzuishou' she had called it, night
after night. And when he brought it, they could finally
be together. Suddenly, he decided to do something that
he- in all his years of dreaming about her- had never
done before.
He jumped onto her balcony.
He wanted to see her face- the face that he had yearned
to see since...time began. And so he pleaded, begged,
for her to turn so he could look at her. And so she
did. Her eyes were kept in the shadows, but he could
see her hair.
Pigtails...How strange, and yet...how unique.
And reached a trembling hand to her face, for he wanted
to see it. And he moved it into the light, and was
about to look into her eyes, when-
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
He woke up and swore, angry. He had almost seen her
face...almost...
Sighing, he stood up and took his shower. And when he
had dried his hair, he buttoned on his white uniform
shirt, put on his black slacks, and his Azabu jacket.
And so began another day.
**Back to the present**
Usagi trudged home that day, a 30% paper in her hand.
She had failed the test. Not that that was anything
new. The disappointment was nothing new. The feeling of
being nothing more than a pretty face with an empty
brain was nothing new. The anger she felt towards
herself was nothing new. So, all in all, it had pretty
much been an un-eventful day. She had turned in her
homework today, and, to her surprise, gotten a perfect
score.
Perfect.
So unlike how she was. But, she supposed, she could
improve. Slowly, but surely, she would become better.
And then she took a look at the test in her hand. This
math test had been especially hard. Even Umino hadn't
gotten a 100%. She had forgotten her textbook the night
before the test, and every one else had needed theirs
to study. So, she had just went to bed early that
night, knowing that the next school day would be like
hell.
Not that it wasn't every day.
Her pent-up frustration began to build, and the
possibilities of what she could do with this damned
paper began to form in her mind. She made up her
decision. Balling up the paper, she casually tossed it
over her head. What she had not expected, however, was
a voice calling after her, as soon as she had tossed
it.
"Hey, Miss Cowtails! Do I look like a trash can to you?"
God help that idiot who had teased her. She was *not*
one to be reckoned with. Her
anger...frustration...disappointment took over, as she
turned to yell at the person who had made that grave,
grave mistake.
She never even got the chance...
She turned around, and the first thing she noticed was
the Azabu uniform.
'Nice pants.'
'Clean jacket.'
'Starched white shirt.'
'Tan skin.'
And slowly, she made her way up to his face.
And then...
Blue Met Blue.
And so the rest is history.
***Sailormoon and Tuxedo Mask***
It had all started that morning when she had
stepped on that cat's head. She had stopped to inspect
the kitty, just in case she had broken any of her
bones. She hadn't. Already, there was a band-aid on the
cat's head. Usagi had always been curious. Slowly, she
peeled the band-aid off.
A crescent moon.
Usagi gasped. 'How odd...and yet, how
comforting.
'It seems...
so...
familiar...'
And then, she had been revived out of her pensive
thoughts, when she heard the warning bells tolling from
her school, which was still 5 blocks away. She shot up.
"Sorry, kitty, but I've got to go! I'm going to be
late!" With that, she took off, running away at
break-neck speed, leaving the cat to stare after her.
She had arrived at school, nearly making the 'beginning
to close gates' by mere seconds. Exhausted, she had
slumped down onto her chair, trying to catch her
breath. Then it hit her.
She hadn't eaten breakfast.
As quick as lightning, she pulled out her carefully
packed lunch, and opened it. Lovely, lovely food.
Taking her chopsticks, she began to shove the food down
her mouth, not caring who was staring at her.
Not that anyone was. Everyone was already used to Usagi
and her dashes to school, which would then be followed
by eating.
And then, her ears had caught onto a few precious words.
'The new SailorV game...'
She jumped up, still stuffing food into her mouth. When
her attempt to speak had failed, she swallowed, and set
her food down onto her desk.
"SailorV?! I love SailorV!" She joined into the
conversation, and no one minded. After all, it was only
Yuni and Naru...and, unfortunately, Umino. Their gazes
focused on the petite blond as she wisely said, "Yes, I
go to the arcade every day after school to play their
SailorV games."
"Well, perhaps, Usagi..." A new voice had entered into
their discussion. An older deeper female voice. "You
should pay more attention in class, instead of going to
the Crown Arcade, "'everyday after school.'" And with
that, Haruna-sensei calmly gave Usagi her test paper
back.
The math test that she had not been able to study for,
due to the fact that she had left her book at school.
On the top of the paper was a '30%.'
"What the...?!" Were the first words to come out of
Usagi's mouth. In her head, she thought,
disbelievingly, 'How could this have happened? I
thought that I would have done a little better than
this...!' Sighing, she shook her head and sat down at
her desk, putting the sheet of paper into her desk,
waiting for the class to begin.
Chiba Mamoru woke up at precisely 7:00AM that morning,
giving her exactly an hour to get to school. So, he had
risen from the bed, in a grouchy mood.
Well, not really.
He was disappointed. Disappointed because he had not
been able to see his dream girl's face.
'Damnit! I almost saw it...'
Almost.
Sighing, he made his way to the bathroom. Once in there,
he took a good look at himself in the mirror. His hair
was disheveled from sleep, but the rest of him looked
okay. His eyes, however...
His eyes always looked perfect- even if he had only
gotten 2 hours of sleep, it wouldn't matter. They never
had black circles under them, from lack of sleep.
It was because of the Princess. She healed him. In any
way she possibly could. And he knew it. He shook his
head, and turned on the shower. Once in there, he shut
his eyes and began to think about the dream, like he
had so many times before...
'Ahhh, coffee.' Yes, Chiba Mamoru, who was only 17,
drank black coffee every morning. It was odd. He was
only 17, but he loved the caffinated liquid, which kept
him at his best every day. He closed his eyes as he
felt the black coffee slide down his throat. And then,
the thrill was over.
What a boring life he led.
Glancing at the clock, it showed that the time was now
7:30. He still had time, but he decided to leave.
Grabbing his uniform coat and book-bag, he swept his
eyes across the room, checking for anything that might
be out of order.
Of course, there wasn't.
Grinning, he shut the door and locked it, making his way
to school. He walked slowly today, and breathed the
clean air, while noticing what a pretty time of year it
was. It was spring.
The season of love.
The cherry blossoms that lined one half of the street-
next to the park- were blooming, and the pink blossoms
were very pretty. Without thinking, he reached up and
plucked it off, admiring its beauty. The pink petals
were perfect, not a dent or scratch to mar it. He
gingerly held it in his fingers, as if his very life
depended on it.
And then he purposely dropped it. He let the blossom
drop onto the cold gray concrete, only to be blown away
by the wind. 'Good,' he thought. 'Let some one else
find it, and let them be worthy enough to hold onto
such beauty...' And so he walked on.
When upon arriving at school, he was instantly
surrounded by a hoard of girls, who began to profess
their 'undying love.'
'Empty words,' he thought. 'These silly little
air-headed (AN: He's not being mean. Just telling the
truth.) girls think they love me. Love is too delicate
to be professed like this. You have to mean it...' And
so he ignored the girls, except for giving a few, here
and there, a charming smile.
And those girls would swoon.
They spoke about him. His 'perfect body,' or his
'kissable lips,' or his 'mysterious aura.'
And, perhaps, most importantly, his 'perfect eyes.' And
for that little fact, he thanked the Princess. For
letting his eyes be beautiful, no matter what.
Slowly, he walked towards his homeroom, hoping to be
able to get a word in with Furuhata Motoki, his best
friend.
One of his only friends.
And so he strode into homeroom (losing a few of the
girls), and sat down. His blonde-haired, blue-eyed
friend turned to him and grinned.
"Hey, Mamoru! I see that your fan club is gaining more
members!"
Mamoru rolled his eyes. "Exactly what I need," he
replied, his deep voice making the girls swoon.
Sighing, he turned around. "Girls,: he said, his voice
pleading, "Do you think that you can give me a few
minutes here? I'd like to speak to Motoki."
"Sure, Mamoru," one of the girls answered, speaking for
them all. "We'd do *anything*," she said, her voice
full of meaning, "for *you.*" And so they all walked
off, but not before shooting him a few more glances.
Both Mamoru and Motoki shook their heads.
"Women," Motoki muttered.
Mamoru grinned and shook his head. "No, Motoki.
Teenagers."
They shared a laugh, but it quickly died when the sensei
came into the room.
"All right, everyone," Beppinko-sensei said when she
walked into the room, "I'm glad that you're in such
blithe moods today, gentlemen, but it's time to focus
on our studies. Now, please take out your Physics
book..."
Mamoru and Motoki looked at each other. And so another
school day began.
When Usagi presented the '30%' paper to her mother, she
was promptly kicked out of the house, and left to wail
after her mother to open the door. Her brother, Shingo,
had just happened to walk home at that moment, and
began to make fun of her.
"Usagi-baka, shut up! You'll never be smart or pretty,
so please! Stop whining, and shut up!" With those nice
comforting words, her brother opened to door, and
slammed it on Usagi's face.
Her face fell...He was right.
She was nothing.
Slowly, she slid down the front door...and began to
sob...
They were not her regular sobs...
They were the sobs of a heart-broken teenager...
And her mother, who was inside of the house, could tell
the difference. Ikuko opened the door. "Usagi...?
Usagi, baby? Usa, you can come in, now. I'm sorry...I
over-reacted. I know that you tried your best...And,"
she said, holding up the other paper that had a '100%'
on it, "I'm very proud about this paper."
Slowly, Usagi raised her head. "Mom...you found my
paper? You went through my book bag?"
"Yes, Usagi-chan. Only to see if you had any more
papers, though..."
Usagi sighed. 'Oh well...'
"Usagi, come into the house. We're having pork-chops for
dinner."
She stood up, and walked slowly into the house. Turning,
she said, "Mom, I'm not hungry...I'm just going to go
upstairs and rest, okay?" Without waiting for an
answer, Usagi bound up the stairs, and ran into the
room, locking her door.
Ikuko stood at the bottom of the stairs, a look of pain
across her face. 'Usagi...', she thought, 'my beautiful
daughter...I only went through your book bag, because I
knew that the 'A' paper would be in there...After all,
you had tried so hard last night on it...' Shaking her
head, Ikuko went back into the kitchen, to finish
preparing dinner.
Usagi had stretched out on her bed, and closed her eyes.
'I'm so tired,' she thought. 'I'm always tired...I
wonder why...' And then her thoughts were no more. She
fell into a peaceful sleep, filled with images of...the
moon? And then, suddenly...
BAM!
She shot straight up from the bed, and looked around to
see where the noise could have come from.
An open window.
A cat sitting on her bed...
The cat from...earlier that morning!
And then...it spoke. To her.
"Hello, Usagi."
Usagi's eyes grew wide, and she jumped off the bed, only
to cower behind it, bright blue eyes blinking in
bewilderment. "Um...hello, kitty?"
The cat gave an eerie grin (that scared the
heebie-jeebies out of Usagi), and introduced herself.
"I am Luna. I come with a gift for you, Usagi-chan."
Usagi knew that she should be freaked. After all, it
wasn't everyday that a cat came up to you...But...
She felt like that this had happened before. That this
cat had, in some way, spoken to her before.
Had she known this cat...
In
a
past
life?
She shook her head. 'What nonsense I think of.' "Hello,
Luna. What kind of gift do you want to give me?"
The cat smiled again, and did a backflip. A locket fell
out of nowhere, and into Usagi's view.
A pink locket, with four specific colors....
Green...
Blue...
Red...
Orange...
She knew these colors. They were her favorite. It was
odd, she knew, to have four favorite colors, but...
And so, she asked Luna, "Luna, thank you, but...What do
I do with it?"
She already knew.
"Put the locket into the air, and call out 'Moon Prism
Power, Make up."
And so she did...And suddenly, she found herself wearing
a sailor suit.
A very *feminine* sailor suit.
"Usagi, you are now known as Sailormoon. In this
disguise, you will help the innocents from being taken
over from the Dark Kingdom."
"Luna," Usagi said, her eyes going blank, "My life...it
will never be the same again, will it...?"
Luna's crimson eyes saddened, somewhat.
"Yes, Sailormoon..."
And so, they began to talk. About the mission. And about
what the Dark Kingdom was after.
"Help me! Somebody...help me please!"
Usagi gasped. She could somehow hear Naru-chan's voice,
by the jewels she wore on her pigtails. "L-l-luna?"
"Go, Usagi-chan! Naru's mother has been bound and gagged
in the basement of her jewelry store! The woman that
you saw today in the shop...It was a youma! Go help
Naru! What are you waiting for?"
And so, the newly found 'Champion of Justice' and her
feline sidekick jumped out of the window, heading for
the OSA-P jewelry store.
Chiba Mamoru, who was now in his apartment, studying
for his Chemistry test the next day, doubled over in
pain.
'The Princess... Is she calling me?'
He could feel a pull at his heart- at his soul-
and knew what was going to happen. He pulled out a red
rose- from where, he did not know- and transformed.
Tuxedo Mask.
Closing his eyes, he jumped onto the balcony,
and then, onto a near by roof, following the tug, until
it became stronger...
And then he stopped. Directly outside of the
OSA-P store...
Quietly, he sneaked into an open window. There,
he was greeted with a beautiful sight.
Well, kinda.
A heavenly creature was trying her best to fight
the youma. This creature...was so beautiful that she
couldn't even be described. Well, her figure could,
but...he couldn't make out her face, for it was blocked
by the shadows.
He shook his head, and concentrated on the
fight. Although this 'Sailormoon' had showy
words...well, to be honest, she really couldn't fight.
Yet.
He knew that she had potential, and could become
a great fighter...And so he waited, until just the
right time...~
'Well, this has been a most interesting day,' Sailormoon
thought wryly.
"Aggh!" She screamed, as she dodged another carefully
aimed claw. It had all started that morning when she
had stepped on that cat's head.
"Eeek!" Another claw whizzed past her head.
"Oh, no!" Sailormoon cried, when she saw the blood on
her knees. "I don't want to play this game
anymore...Please, let me wake up!" And she began to
wail- whole-hearted sobs, for she knew that her life
would never be the same. Her sobs echoed across the
room, and made the youma's lackeys fall to the ground.
"Stop that awful noise," the youma screamed while
holding her head in her hands, while reaching out her
long claws to cut off Sailormoon's head...
Sailormoon closed her eyes.
There seemed to be no way out.. She sat there, her back
against a pillar, and waited for the outstretched claws
to kill her. The fact that Luna was screaming her
feline head off hadn't helped.
ZOOM!
Her eyes popped open. 'I'm not...dead?' Her eyes flew
onto the object that had prevented her death.
A red rose.
And so she turned her eyes up to see who had
saved her...
Tuxedo Kaman could now make out her figure.
Barely.
'Long legs.'
'Short fuku.'
'Flat stomach.'
'Full chest.'
And then...
Blue met Blue.
And so the rest is history.
***Neo-King and Queen***
"Serenity! Serenity, where are you?!"
It was 1st Saturday of the month, and so it was
their day off. Everyone knew that. Although it was
un-official, all royal- or un-royal- persons would not
bother their King and Queen.
"Serenity! Get over here! Right now! I'm not
going to ask again!"
Silvery laughter echoed down the hall.
"Damn you, Serenity!"
Collective gasps could be heard from the Senshi,
who were piled in various doorways, watching the
'stoic' King run furiously after the 'ever-composed'
Queen.
"Sere...How could you?! You *knew* how much I
loved those chocolates! And you ate all of them! Do you
know how far I'll have to travel to get more of those?"
"Endy,," she gaily called over her shoulder,
while running as fast as she could, "I love you!"
The King grimaced, and ran even faster.
"Excuses, excuses," he yelled, turning a corner.
Suddenly, a spurt of energy overcame him, and he caught
her, sending them crashing to the floor.
Blue Met Blue.
"Serenity! That was really mean of you! You know
how addicted I am to chocolates! And you just *had* to
eat the best box that I had!"
The Queen smirked. "Oh, I don't know, Endy...I
think that I did you a favor, actually."
He glared at her. "Oh, really? Please", he said,
while re-arranging himself into a position, so that he
was straddling her (so she, of course, couldn't get
away...)," Explain to me how eating my best box of
Belgian chocolates is helping me."
Sarcasm in her eyes, she calmly said, "Well,
Endymion...You aren't getting any younger, and," she
continued, patting his rock-hard stomach, "your stomach
could certainly use some reducing, so-"
A muffled shriek.
Endymion was furious. Very furious. He knew that
she was playing around, for he kept in best shape
possible. But how dare she insult him like that! Small
Lady hadn't even been conceieved yet, and she was
accusing him of 'losing it?' And so, he did the only
thing he could do.
He kissed her. Roughly. All his pent-up 'anger'
was shown in that tumultuous kiss. When he heard her
moan, he broke off the kiss.
"Now, Sere," he said, breathlessly, watching her
chest rise and fall, "tell me. Was that the kiss of an
aging man?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "How am I supposed
to know? I've never really kissed an older man like
that before." Then, she played her trump card.
"However, if you really want me to experiment, I guess
that I'd be willing to try with...oh, say...Seiya? He
is about a month older th-"
He narrowed his eyes, and in one swift motion,
stood up and whisked her into his arms.
(Much to the appreciation of the watching
Senshi.)
"You," he said, "have been very annoying the
past few days. Care to give an explanation?"
She decided to go for the 'Who-me?- I'm-
always-innocent' look.
"Nice try. I don't think so." And with those
last words, he turned around and strode into their
bedroom, and slammed the door.
(But, not before giving the senshi a withering
glare.)
For the next hour or so, the King and Queen
were...occupied with their own affairs. And after their
love-making, they looked at each other.
"Endymion," Serenity whispered, her head sharing
his pillow, "I don't think that I need to tell you
this, but...I'm so glad that I found you."
He kissed the tip of her nose, and looked at
her. "Serenity...I'm glad that I found you, too. Life
would have been so miserable with out you."
"I love you," they whispered simultaneously. And
before he kissed her again...
Blue Met Blue.
And so, the rest is-...
Well, not quite. They are living their lives
right now, and so...it really wouldn't quite be
history.
Yet.
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