AN
Hi peeps, I really do hope this comes up to good standards in writing. After all I am only fifteen, and not much is expected of a person with my vocabulary or years of experience. So I am told. Either way I still like writing my stories. Some times to just pass the time, any way being the daughter of a millionaire isn't all that great, believe me, anyhow on with the fanfic. Enjoy!!!

Summary

Serena makes a wish. And her powerful uncle grants it. Now Darien has to compete for her heart, as well as remove the obstacle of his replacement girlfriend.

Information

Darien is 19. Serena and the scouts are 17. Darien has no idea who the scouts are. The scouts don't know that Darien is tuxedo mask either. Princess Serenity has not been revealed, as of yet. Darien and Rei are dating each other. This story does not have a timing to occur in the series. Meaning this is an alternative reality sort of. But the powers and legends are all the same.

Two Makes One: Chapter 1... A Lone Tear & A Soft Touch

So soft, so soothing Princess Serenity sighed in contentment as an overwhelming feeling of tranquility swept her away into a state of peace.

She was wading in the mystic sea of Serenity, the soft aqua waves caressing her alabaster thighs. Her creamy white, silk princess gown clung to her every curve, embracing her petite body, leaving barely anything to the imagination of the lusciousness that lay hidden beneath. Her supple rose pink lips curved into an enchanting smile, revealing to the universe, her beaming joy. While her soft silver locks gleamed in the yielding glow of the earth, whilst billowing down to her ankles, from her buns- one on either side, at the top of her head- creating a divine halo. On her royal head sat a crown, crafted of Lunarian silver and Neptunian pearls. And her baby blue eyes shone with an innocence that was uniquely her own. Her eyes sparkled with an angelic light that completed the perfection captured by the Gods, creating a rival for any goddess and heavenly creature.

Oh, how many take for granted such a precious gift, freedom Serenity sighed as she gracefully straightened out her dress; she then pranced to the shore, where she had discarded her glass and silver slippers in her earlier flurry of excitement.

"I wonder how Reiko is handling my sudden departure?" She whispered under her breath, as her smooth silvery giggling filled the air. Her giggles were as soft as bells chiming on the breeze.

"I believe Reiko is indeed handling your departure, 'my' princess. But she has not revealed your absence as of yet, 'my' sweet." A deep seductive and masculine voice whispered, tickling her neck.

Princess Serenity's body shivered against the onslaught of the 'very' inviting voice. She turned around, her azure eyes crashing with 'eyes' filled with countless promises of eternal love; she was happily overwhelmed by it. Serenity gasped as her heart thundered in her breast. She took a step back and examined the handsome face before her.

"My prince!" She breathed as she threw her self into his awaiting arms.

The handsome prince and Serenity spent immeasurable hours together, walking, talking, laughing, enjoying and loving each other's company. How rare their moments together were, but indeed each second was cherished.

*BEEP**BEEP**BEEP*

Serena slowly sat up and looked at her pink bunny alarm clock, it read 6:30 am. She was early, as she had been for the past month.

I will never forget the look on Miss H's face She giggled lightly as she recalled the memory of Miss Haruna's face, by the look of her flushed face she was on the verge of either tears or fainting.

She hurriedly turned her alarm off and gracefully walked to her bathroom, grabbing her uniform along the way.

She sighed sadly. If only he existed outside of my dreams. Serena quickly stepped into her shower.

Beyond the skies in the darkness Kronos sat on his throne smiling all knowingly, as he dispelled the portal out of respect.

Serena turned on the faucet and reveled as the warming waterfall soothed her skin. She stood there for a moment in thought; she had been having strange dreams for a month now. In her dreams she actually learnt things; like manners, etiquette, gracefulness, the art of being genteel, leadership as well as math, and the usual subjects. She furthermore felt that her confidence had been rebuilt, and strong. And out of all her dreams the same man was always there to greet her, some time or another. The same alluring voice and eyes the very same touch and comfort. But today she only dreamt of him, there was no intervention of lessons and politics, just the company of her mysterious prince. Her love, she was sure of it. She was so sure that she would give him her heart, if not already.

But how can you love a dream? She sighed frustration roaring in her depths as she turned the shower off and hastily dressed.

She knew she felt something toward her dream prince, something beyond the love of a friend, now that thought; she was positive of. But she still did not understand how she could love a man she had never seen before, let alone dreamt up, maybe. She knew that her dreams were too real to be, fake.

Now that's a laugh believing your dreams, I must really be going loony. Your going nuts Serena She thought as she gazed at her reflection.

She impatiently brushed her hair. Now her hair was a sight to see. Her hair was now a more golden blonde with silver streaks. She knew she would never forget the day she woke up with silver streaks. Her mom nearly had a heart attack and her dad demanded that she redid her hair and dye it back, to the usual blonde. This she did, but the next morning the silver streaks were back. Not white but silver.

Oh well I'm getting used to the look She giggled as she put her hair up in her famous 'meatballs' style.

She looked at her figure. Now this was the part that stunned her the most. She was never known for her curves. But now she had filled out in all the right places. And her body was now the sight of perfection. But of course she never flaunted her figure, she was too humble for that. But her uniform on the other hand, did. And her eyes sparkled like the midnight sky with the glistening of stars. Her eyes were stunningly sky blue with a silver glow also. She shrugged off her metamorphosis as she hurriedly made her bed while singing a song she had learnt in her dreams. She had, had many a lesson to improve her voice and get the song absolutely right. That was another weird thing; in her dreams she had singing lessons. Her stomach rumbled as she made her way down the stairs. She glided into the kitchen and made her self some breakfast.

I know mom will disapprove, but she won't be up for a while Serena contemplated the memory of her mother's shocked face when she had made her own breakfast.

"Anyway on with the dishes." She murmured to her self as she washed and dried her dishes, the only remnants of her cereal and orange juice.

She packed the dishes back in their rightful places then made her self some lunch. By the time she had made her lunch and walked to the door her sterling silver watch read 7:30 am. She quickly slipped into her shoes and walked outside.

She held her satchel firmly in her right hand, as she inhaled the sweet smell of the brisk morning air she noted the abundance of vivid colors that sprung out from the garden bed heralding the arrival of spring. She walked gracefully down her steps, then down her street. As she walked by a house she spotted a lemon tree near some flowers. The sight of the lemon tree brought back the memory of the very first song she was taught in her dreams. She remembered sitting in a garden and a lady teaching her the tune. No matter how hard she tried, or willed it to happen, she never saw the woman's face. It was as if there was a mist concealing her, the very same mist that kept her princes distinctiveness at bay. But still she remembered being taught a song while sitting underneath a lemon tree. Coincidentally the song was of a lemon tree. She smiled as she recalled the tune.

"Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet, but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat."

She sang each note with flawlessness. She continued to sing as well as listen, as her melodious and consoling voice echoed in the streets of Jubban.

All the people she passed watched her; wondering if an angel had passed their way. Serena sighed; she had become used to the stares, this past month. At first she had blushed at the attention then she found it very annoying, but now she was unaffected by their attention. All of a sudden she came to halt; she turned on her heel and backtracked her steps, changing routes. She felt like going to the park instead of the arcade she felt like a change in her never changing routine.

I dislike being predictable She beamed as she entered the park.

She sat her self down at the bench over looking the lake, her satchel sitting at her side. She gazed at the lake, longingly. She wanted to be as the lake, so pleasant and knowing its purpose as well as being whole. She was so intent at staring at the lake she did not notice the presence of the people around her, going home from their early morning jogs. Among these fit fanatic people was her archenemy and tormentor, Darien Shields.

Darien stood a good distance away from Serena, but he could see the dreamy look in her eyes. He silently and swiftly approached her till he stood in front of her. He cleared his throat; if she heard him she did not show any sign of acknowledging him.
He looked down studying her features in confusion. She looked twenty something! Not seventeen!

She sure is beautiful! He smiled.

After a matter of seconds, he realized what he had thought. He then mentally kicked himself. He had Rei and only wanted Rei. He was not interested in Serena in any way, other than that of a sparring partner. But then as he looked down at her face and saw her wistful look, he could not help but notice how beautiful she really is.

Snap out of it Dare! You have Rei. And besides this is 'Meatball head' we're talking about. The klutzy! Crybaby! And failure extraordinaire! Darien reminded him self.

Yeah right! He knew that she had improved over the past month. You would have to be blind not to notice that He thought.

She had not had any klutz attacks lately. She had not failed any test; in fact he had heard from Andrew that she was rivaling Ami in grades. She ate like a lady, did everything gracefully? She barely- near never whined, she also had a regal aura. And to top it all off she could pass her self off as a goddess. He gazed down at her and smirked, but there was no way in hell he would admit it. But her lips were calling him, singing his praises. He could kiss her here and now, and get his crave over with. He shook his head deriding him self of his lustful thoughts.

"Meatball head!" He called as he shook her lightly.

He got no reaction from her.

"Meatball head!" He called again shaking her a bit more.

Still no reaction, now he was getting worried.

"Serena." He whispered.

Serena's head snapped up so she was now looking at him. Her movement was so fast that Darien nearly jumped out of his skin. As if in a trance Serena reached out to touch his face. Darien's deep blue eyes widened involuntarily, he was astounded as she caressed his cheek and traced her hand over his jaw line. Her skin was so soft and warm he found himself wanting more. He found her skin was scented and smelled of jasmine and vanilla. He felt an unexplainable comfort as he reveled in her touch. Serena closed her eyes and Darien found himself moving closer to her slightly pouted upturned lips. He closed his eyes just a breath, away from his goal. He could just feel her warm minty breath and lips when...

*QUACK**QUACK*

The ducks on the lake splashed about. Darien's mind made him speedily pull away though his body and heart roared against the sudden lack of warmth.

"Oh, Darien. I am so, so very sorry, I uh! I thought you were someone else." Serena sighed as she stumbled on her words while rising to her feet her satchel in her grasp. Like my dream prince She sighed in disappointment of her near betrayal to her 'Dream Prince'.

Darien narrowed his eyes as he examined her face. It was obvious she was thinking of someone else.

But who? He wondered.

When her words finally sunk into his mind. His shoulders subconsciously slumped.

"Oh, uh, yeah, that's, that's okay Serena." Darien stuttered as he raked his hand through his ebony locks. I gotta go, bye Meatball head. He called over his shoulder as he sprinted off to his apartment, denying to himself that her touch affected him so deeply.

He soon arrived at his apartment, a new determination in his eyes to deny what had just occurred at the park. He vowed that he would be more careful in future.

Back at the park Serena was making her way to school, although she had already learnt all the lessons.

Far away and beyond, in the darkness of seclusion Kronos sat on his throne narrowing his eyes at the sudden presence of his daughter.

"Father, you are endangering the timeline. You are awakening the princess when it is far too soon for the occurrence. This is not meant to be. Why are you doing this? No father don't answer that question. I don't want to hear that you got bored and wanted something to do. And out of all things you can do you choose to destroy existence as we know it. And for what, for what?" Pluto ranted and demanded answers as her cool and collected 'self' melted into what stood before Kronos.

"Calm your self my dear, it has been a millennia since I have had a headache and beyond since I 'assisted' the throne." Kronos smirked very entertained with Pluto's flushed face.

"I do not see what is so laughable, my 'Lord'. For this situation is quite serious, and how you managed to send her the dreams with out my knowledge, I will never know. But what I do know is this; you will stop your interference or... suffer the wrath of
the Gods. Pluto threatened recomposing her self.

"Is that a threat my dear, Trista." Kronos stood from his throne enraged.

"No, it is a promise father." Pluto bowed her head not daring to meet her father's eyes.

"You should be happy that I stopped their little... 'interaction' in the park, by scaring the ducks. But my dear daughter, I will tell you one thing. That stupid excuse for a prince will get his comeuppance for hurting our 'dear' princess." Kronos promised.

Pluto kept her gaze below her. A knife driving its self through her heart, as she heard her father's endearment of protection for Serenity. Tears glistened in her eyes as she recalled years of sorrow where her father would not look at her with out disgust. It was not her fault that she looked like her mother, the very same woman that sinned against her husband. And shamed her father into exile for taking her life.

"Father, please do not interfere. I beg you." She pleaded.

Kronos was surprised to see the mighty and esteemed protector and holder of time fall to her knees.

"I will finish what I have started." Kronos declared in finality as he sat back down on his throne.

Pluto stood to her feet and called her time staff to her hand.

"Then I pray the Gods have mercy on your soul." Pluto whispered a she disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

Kronos turned his head to watch just in time to see a lone tear fall and flicker with a silver sadness and fear...

AN
So how was that peeps. I really am sorry, but I had to build up the story and this is how. I know it is coming along slowly, but it will eventually get better. Please Review or email me at Rainkiwichick@hotmail.com or kiwiangel_7@yahoo.com.au Chapter
two will be posted soon. Ja ne!