Oct 2000
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, I'm just borrowing them. The story,
however, is mine.
It Matters To Me.
Chapter 5
The door slammed behind him with enough force to send the picture on the
wall next to it crashing to the floor, sending glass shards all over the
floor. A curse turned the air blue as he slipped out of his shoes and went
to grab his dust buster, careful not to cut himself on the glass. Reigning
in his temper he quickly cleaned up the glass and carried the picture into
the kitchen. Dumping the glass in the garbage can he turned and went to get
a glass of water from the fridge, holding it as he stared through the glass
towards the watery image of the toes of his slippers. He sighed and tossed
back the glass, setting the glass in the sink before going into his living
room and throwing himself on the couch.
The day had been wasted. He'd looked in all the usual spots she went.
The park, the swimming pool, the shops in on main even going into the Library
to look for Amy. Not to mention checking the arcade, the fountain park and
the rose gardens. He sighed wearily, leaning his head against a pillow as he
thought back to his frantic race. Heck, he'd even gone so far as to enlist
Rini's aid, but none of the girls had been heard from since early that
morning when they'd called to say Serena wasn't going to be home for the
weekend. He frowned, remembering the conversation with the little girl. If
Serena was unexpectedly unable to come home it usually meant she'd been
injured enough in battle to take a few days recovery time. He clenched
his un-bandaged hand and winced. If that was one of her injuries he hoped
that was the worst of it. "Oh Serena," he murmured, his voice breaking as he
flung his arm over his eyes, a picture of her forming in his mind, "I pray
you are safe, my love and that you are well. I love you, even though I
cannot show you."
He didn't notice as he passed into slumber on the end of a sigh. Music
filled his ears after a while of just looking at her and her clothes changed,
billowing out about her body in white fabric. Her wedding dress. He looked
down at himself, seeing the white tuxedo, and then his eyes went back to
Serena. She was radiant, her hair done in its unique hairstyle covered by a
veil of the sheerest white satin. Her dress was simmering satin, catching
the rays of the light as she moved, the garland of roses around the edge of
her gown brining out the rose color in her skin. A smile spread across his
face as he saw the bouquet of red roses clutched in her hands, a single white
rose in the middle. She walked towards him, her face hidden by the gauzy
covering of the veil. She met him at the alter and they turned towards the
minister...
He turned to her as the minister finished their vow and raised her veil,
revealing her angelic face to his view. Her eyes fluttered closed, forming
half-moons of black silk against alabaster skin, as she raised her face
towards his. His eyes started to close as he slid his hands over the smooth
fabric covering her shoulders. His head bent and he pulled her closer...
closer...
She was ripped from his arms by an unseen force and his heart froze as
she screamed his name, her tone piercing and terrified. As he watched her
get pulled further away he saw her dress transform into that of his Princess,
Princess Serenity. "SERENA!" he cried, "SERENA!" the world broke apart and
he found himself floating in a void, Serena's voice echoing around him, her
scream resounding in his heart and mind. Broken pieces of rock floated
around him, his beloved a crumpled form on the other end of the void, just
barely distinguishable. Her gown looked tattered and torn even from this
distance and he could see blood dripping down off the ledge where she lay.
"Prince Darien!" he grabbed his head as the voice boomed through his
skull, sending him to his knees.
"No!" he yelled back defiantly, "I won't listen to you, you're just a
dream and I can't live without her!"
"Prince Darien, you must not have any contact with Princess Serenity.
The future, yours and hers depends on it. Stay away from her, else she will
die!"
"NO!" he screamed back, shaking one hand defiantly at the sky, "This is
just a stupid dream I have every night! She hasn't died yet without me, but I
can't live without her! You don't understand the hell you're putting me
through!"
There was no response but the rock where Serenity lay suddenly picked up
speed and hurtled towards him. His eyes widened, he wasn't awake, this was
still his dream. He never slept past that usually! He jumped onto the rock
and looked down, suddenly seeing his lover encased in a crystal that covered
her body from head to toe, dressed in a gown and crown he couldn't ever
remember seeing her in.
Gasping for breath he sat bolt upright on the couch with enough force to
send him to the floor. He banged his knee and head on the edge of his coffee
table but quickly gained his feet and tore to the balcony, yanking open the
doors and propelling himself into the cool night air. He grasped the railing
in his hands, relishing in the pain that let him know he was awake. Closing
his eyes he gasped in breath after breath, shivering. His body was covered,
as usual, in a cold sweat that seemed to consume him. He stood still for a
few minutes, relearning how to breathe normally as he concentrated on his
heartbeat, willing it to slow from it's rapid pace.
He opened his eyes to stare across the cityscape, his gaze going to the
park that was visible from his balcony, and found himself staring at the
lake. That lake held so many memories for him. Under the sunlight it
sparkled, matching the color of Serena's eyes. His thoughts wandered to her
again and again and he didn't fight it. He had to see her. If nothing else,
he was going to find her on her way home from school Monday and beg her if
necessary to listen to him. He prayed she'd forgive him.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, I'm just borrowing them. The story,
however, is mine.
It Matters To Me.
Chapter 5
The door slammed behind him with enough force to send the picture on the
wall next to it crashing to the floor, sending glass shards all over the
floor. A curse turned the air blue as he slipped out of his shoes and went
to grab his dust buster, careful not to cut himself on the glass. Reigning
in his temper he quickly cleaned up the glass and carried the picture into
the kitchen. Dumping the glass in the garbage can he turned and went to get
a glass of water from the fridge, holding it as he stared through the glass
towards the watery image of the toes of his slippers. He sighed and tossed
back the glass, setting the glass in the sink before going into his living
room and throwing himself on the couch.
The day had been wasted. He'd looked in all the usual spots she went.
The park, the swimming pool, the shops in on main even going into the Library
to look for Amy. Not to mention checking the arcade, the fountain park and
the rose gardens. He sighed wearily, leaning his head against a pillow as he
thought back to his frantic race. Heck, he'd even gone so far as to enlist
Rini's aid, but none of the girls had been heard from since early that
morning when they'd called to say Serena wasn't going to be home for the
weekend. He frowned, remembering the conversation with the little girl. If
Serena was unexpectedly unable to come home it usually meant she'd been
injured enough in battle to take a few days recovery time. He clenched
his un-bandaged hand and winced. If that was one of her injuries he hoped
that was the worst of it. "Oh Serena," he murmured, his voice breaking as he
flung his arm over his eyes, a picture of her forming in his mind, "I pray
you are safe, my love and that you are well. I love you, even though I
cannot show you."
He didn't notice as he passed into slumber on the end of a sigh. Music
filled his ears after a while of just looking at her and her clothes changed,
billowing out about her body in white fabric. Her wedding dress. He looked
down at himself, seeing the white tuxedo, and then his eyes went back to
Serena. She was radiant, her hair done in its unique hairstyle covered by a
veil of the sheerest white satin. Her dress was simmering satin, catching
the rays of the light as she moved, the garland of roses around the edge of
her gown brining out the rose color in her skin. A smile spread across his
face as he saw the bouquet of red roses clutched in her hands, a single white
rose in the middle. She walked towards him, her face hidden by the gauzy
covering of the veil. She met him at the alter and they turned towards the
minister...
He turned to her as the minister finished their vow and raised her veil,
revealing her angelic face to his view. Her eyes fluttered closed, forming
half-moons of black silk against alabaster skin, as she raised her face
towards his. His eyes started to close as he slid his hands over the smooth
fabric covering her shoulders. His head bent and he pulled her closer...
closer...
She was ripped from his arms by an unseen force and his heart froze as
she screamed his name, her tone piercing and terrified. As he watched her
get pulled further away he saw her dress transform into that of his Princess,
Princess Serenity. "SERENA!" he cried, "SERENA!" the world broke apart and
he found himself floating in a void, Serena's voice echoing around him, her
scream resounding in his heart and mind. Broken pieces of rock floated
around him, his beloved a crumpled form on the other end of the void, just
barely distinguishable. Her gown looked tattered and torn even from this
distance and he could see blood dripping down off the ledge where she lay.
"Prince Darien!" he grabbed his head as the voice boomed through his
skull, sending him to his knees.
"No!" he yelled back defiantly, "I won't listen to you, you're just a
dream and I can't live without her!"
"Prince Darien, you must not have any contact with Princess Serenity.
The future, yours and hers depends on it. Stay away from her, else she will
die!"
"NO!" he screamed back, shaking one hand defiantly at the sky, "This is
just a stupid dream I have every night! She hasn't died yet without me, but I
can't live without her! You don't understand the hell you're putting me
through!"
There was no response but the rock where Serenity lay suddenly picked up
speed and hurtled towards him. His eyes widened, he wasn't awake, this was
still his dream. He never slept past that usually! He jumped onto the rock
and looked down, suddenly seeing his lover encased in a crystal that covered
her body from head to toe, dressed in a gown and crown he couldn't ever
remember seeing her in.
Gasping for breath he sat bolt upright on the couch with enough force to
send him to the floor. He banged his knee and head on the edge of his coffee
table but quickly gained his feet and tore to the balcony, yanking open the
doors and propelling himself into the cool night air. He grasped the railing
in his hands, relishing in the pain that let him know he was awake. Closing
his eyes he gasped in breath after breath, shivering. His body was covered,
as usual, in a cold sweat that seemed to consume him. He stood still for a
few minutes, relearning how to breathe normally as he concentrated on his
heartbeat, willing it to slow from it's rapid pace.
He opened his eyes to stare across the cityscape, his gaze going to the
park that was visible from his balcony, and found himself staring at the
lake. That lake held so many memories for him. Under the sunlight it
sparkled, matching the color of Serena's eyes. His thoughts wandered to her
again and again and he didn't fight it. He had to see her. If nothing else,
he was going to find her on her way home from school Monday and beg her if
necessary to listen to him. He prayed she'd forgive him.