ALWAYS AND FOREVER
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: idon'townsailormoonoranythingelseithrowinhere.
Author's Notes: If you can't read that, so sorry. I like doing that so there. Oky-doky, um, yeah here goes: this is a Serenity/Endymion, Rei/Jadeite, Ami/Zoicite, Minako/Kunzite, and Makoto/Nephrite.
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( ) Indicate author's notes (yes there will be more than what is here) See?
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At the palace
"Serenity, hurry! We're gonna be late for dinner if you don't get dressed faster!" I yelled at the closed door before me that led into Serenity's bedchamber.
From the other side of the door came: "I'm almost ready. Go on ahead; I'll meet you there!"
"Hurry!"
"Where is she, Rei? And what is taking her so long?" Queen Seline asked, looking very displeased.
"She must still be keeping to her room. And I know not of what she is doing to take her much longer than the rest of us." I said, frowning down to my plate. This is not a good way to make a first impression on her timing. She will expose us all to ridicule if she doesn't get here soon. What is she doing in there?
Suddenly, the doors flew open and Serenity stood in the doorway. As every head and eye turned to her, she stopped dead still. Blushing a light shade of pink.
"Serenity! What took you so long?" Seline questioned her only daughter as she hastily made her way to her place beside her mother.
"I'm sorry, Mother. I did not mean to be so late. I assure you." Serenity answered quietly to her mother.
Dinner went slowly. The other girls sat flirting with the generals they had taken a liking to. Even Ami. Quiet, shy, nose-stuck-in-a-book (no offense Ami-fans!) Ami. My only other kindred spirit. General Jadeite sat across from me, so I dared not look up, for fear that I would be lost in those deep blue eyes that seem to see strait into my soul, as I found out earlier that afternoon. Even though I sensed his eyes on me, I did not look up. I said very little. Making it look, to all who know me, like Ami and I had switched places.
As I found throughout the night, very little of the conversations around me actually included me. But, I kept my ears open as my mind drifted into its own world. Thinking things that might have interested people, had I spoken them allowed. Finally dinner ended. I was free to do as I please, or so I thought.
Once dismissed, I headed toward the library.
THE LIBRARY
I need to curl up with a good book to get my mind off things; off him. Once I had chosen a good one, I settled down on an overstuffed chair with my feet tucked under me, when he entered. At first I didn't notice him in the doorway, but as my eyes drifted up from the top of the page, the shadowed figure didn't go unnoticed.
"May I help you?" I asked, lifting my head up and making eye contact with those eyes I dreaded to look at earlier that evening. His only response was a shrug.
"I just wanted to know if I could talk to you." He said after a moment.
"Fine then. Start talking." I said, looking back down to my book.
He chuckled. "You're quick, you know that?"
"I meant what I said. You wanted to talk to me, so you're the one doing the talking. To me." I replied calmly.
"Very well, if you're going to be this way, how about this: I would like to talk WITH you. Will that do?"
"Yes, I guess that'll do. But, why do you want to talk to me so badly? I'm not a very interesting person, you know." I said, setting my book aside.
"Well that's why I wanted to talk t—with you. To see if you are interesting or not." He said, letting a crooked grin rest on his face.
He's going to kill me with that look. Either that or turn my knees to Jell-O.
"Very well. What would you like to know?" I asked, cocking my head to one side.
"Let's see…do you have a boyfriend?"
"No."
"Are you married? Engaged?"
"I'm only seventeen. How can I be married?" I asked with a confused look on my face.
"Well, hey, it's not unheard of. And I thought that I was the one asking the questions."
"Sorry. What else?"
"Um, what do you like?" he asked with great interest.
"Music, books, meditating, and dancing in a different style than is common here."
At this, his left eyebrow raised in either curiosity or surprise. "Really?" All I could do was nod. Slowly, but surely.
"Next question?"
"Well, you told me how old you were, so there goes that question. What's your family like?"
"Well, my mother died when I was three, so I don't really know what she was like. My father and grandfather raised me. My grandfather is a strange little man. My personality is almost a carbon copy of my dad's. I'm quick-tempered, fiery, and too independent for my own good. There, will that do?"
"What about that guy you were chasing this afternoon with the broom? Who was he?"
"His name is Chad. He's not family, but might as well be since he hangs around so much. He often deserves getting whacked with my broom every now and then." I laughed at the very thought of this previous afternoon.
"Do you like him? Is he your love interest?"
"No! Absolutely not! I have never liked him, nor do I have any interest in doing so. I see him as a brother, never anything more. Although, he's been trying to go out with me since I was fourteen."
"You refused rather quickly. But pray tell, why has he been pursuing you so? Have you told him everything you just told me now?"
"Of course I told him the same thing. I have no idea why he still pursues me. I have made my point clearly enough for three years. You'll have to ask him that and tell me."
He laughed a deep laugh that rose from his chest. I joined in as well. After a few moments of continuous laughter, it gradually decreased.
"Are you going to the ball tomorrow night?"
"Do I have a choice?" I asked a little sarcastic.
"I guess not. May I accompany you there?" he asked, and I couldn't ignore the hint of hope in his voice or the spark in his eye.
I looked at my hands still folded in my lap. Should I give in just once? Will it hurt? It will if I let him get too close too soon. But is this too soon? I don't even know anything about him except that he seems like he listens when I talk. He's the first one to do so, I admit. I looked back up into those eyes that captured my mind momentarily. There was such hope in those eyes. Maybe I'll be fine if I take this chance and let my guard down.
"You may accompany me there, but only if you really want to. I don't know if I'll be much of a partner when it comes to dancing, but I gave you my warning." At this, he laughed again.
"I would very much love to go with you. But, you said that dancing was one of your favorite things to do, so why do you warn me?"
"The type of dancing I do is called 'Dirty' dancing (if you don't know what type of dancing this is, go see the movie Dirty Dancing with Jennifer Gray and Patrick Swayze. Btw, I don't own It.). Oh don't look at me like that! It's really not how it sounds, but it is very different to all the waltzes they do here on the Moon. Waltzes are not my strong points, so I'm very bad at it. That is why I warned you."
"Oh. Well, I hope that one day you'll show me this type of dance."
"Only if you want to see it when that day comes. It might be a while. You may very well be back on Earth. Therefor, miss it entirely. But I think it will take years before the queen even gives it more than a moments thought. She hasn't warmed up to the subject very well in previous years. I think you'll enjoy it, though."
"And how do you know what I like, Lady? I haven't told you anything about me."
"Why don't you tell me about yourself? 'Tis only fair." I said with a mischievous twinkle in my eye.
"Okay, it is. Here we go. I'm nineteen years old. I'm single. No girlfriend, fiancée, or wife. I have two sisters who are about as preppy as any two girls can get. My dad no longer lives with us. My mom and I are really close to each other since I'm her only son. And on the day that we left, she said that without me she would not hear two words of sense spoken together. Don't laugh! It's true! I like to dance, so we've got that in common. I like to hang out with my friends, mainly Endy, I like music too, baseball, and video games. Is that enough? Am I boring or what?"
"You're not boring. But I do have one question. Since you asked me; I'll ask you. Do you have a love interest?"
"Yes."
"Who? Anyone I know?" suddenly a ping of jealousy attacked my heart. Why am I feeling this way? Is it really any of my concern?
"Yes, I think you know her. It's you." He said; looking directly into my eyes with a warm inviting smile easing the stressed lines on his face that didn't seem to be noticed until the smile came.
But only one thing came to my mind. "Me? Why-how are you interested in me? What's possessed you to do so?"
"What do you mean 'what possessed you'? Nothing did. You amaze me, Rei. Everything you just said about yourself is exactly the type of person I've wanted to get to know. Please, Rei, please? I truly do want to get to know you on a more personal basis. Will you at least do that for me?"
I looked up into his eyes and held his gaze. And what I saw in those eyes scared me. I saw pleading, longing, and something else I couldn't identify. I was the one who lowered my gaze first. The only things that I seem to be able to look at without fear are my hands. Which were still folded neatly in my lap. What did he expect me to say? What am I supposed to do? I've never been in this position before. I need help!
"I don't know. I honestly don't know!" I said standing to my full height and nearly ran out of the room. I feel like I want to cry. I'm so confused! But as I left, I didn't see the more confused look upon Jadeite's face as I fled.
END OF CHAPTER 2
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: idon'townsailormoonoranythingelseithrowinhere.
Author's Notes: If you can't read that, so sorry. I like doing that so there. Oky-doky, um, yeah here goes: this is a Serenity/Endymion, Rei/Jadeite, Ami/Zoicite, Minako/Kunzite, and Makoto/Nephrite.
"_" Indicates things spoken
These indicate thoughts
( ) Indicate author's notes (yes there will be more than what is here) See?
This indicates places
At the palace
"Serenity, hurry! We're gonna be late for dinner if you don't get dressed faster!" I yelled at the closed door before me that led into Serenity's bedchamber.
From the other side of the door came: "I'm almost ready. Go on ahead; I'll meet you there!"
"Hurry!"
"Where is she, Rei? And what is taking her so long?" Queen Seline asked, looking very displeased.
"She must still be keeping to her room. And I know not of what she is doing to take her much longer than the rest of us." I said, frowning down to my plate. This is not a good way to make a first impression on her timing. She will expose us all to ridicule if she doesn't get here soon. What is she doing in there?
Suddenly, the doors flew open and Serenity stood in the doorway. As every head and eye turned to her, she stopped dead still. Blushing a light shade of pink.
"Serenity! What took you so long?" Seline questioned her only daughter as she hastily made her way to her place beside her mother.
"I'm sorry, Mother. I did not mean to be so late. I assure you." Serenity answered quietly to her mother.
Dinner went slowly. The other girls sat flirting with the generals they had taken a liking to. Even Ami. Quiet, shy, nose-stuck-in-a-book (no offense Ami-fans!) Ami. My only other kindred spirit. General Jadeite sat across from me, so I dared not look up, for fear that I would be lost in those deep blue eyes that seem to see strait into my soul, as I found out earlier that afternoon. Even though I sensed his eyes on me, I did not look up. I said very little. Making it look, to all who know me, like Ami and I had switched places.
As I found throughout the night, very little of the conversations around me actually included me. But, I kept my ears open as my mind drifted into its own world. Thinking things that might have interested people, had I spoken them allowed. Finally dinner ended. I was free to do as I please, or so I thought.
Once dismissed, I headed toward the library.
THE LIBRARY
I need to curl up with a good book to get my mind off things; off him. Once I had chosen a good one, I settled down on an overstuffed chair with my feet tucked under me, when he entered. At first I didn't notice him in the doorway, but as my eyes drifted up from the top of the page, the shadowed figure didn't go unnoticed.
"May I help you?" I asked, lifting my head up and making eye contact with those eyes I dreaded to look at earlier that evening. His only response was a shrug.
"I just wanted to know if I could talk to you." He said after a moment.
"Fine then. Start talking." I said, looking back down to my book.
He chuckled. "You're quick, you know that?"
"I meant what I said. You wanted to talk to me, so you're the one doing the talking. To me." I replied calmly.
"Very well, if you're going to be this way, how about this: I would like to talk WITH you. Will that do?"
"Yes, I guess that'll do. But, why do you want to talk to me so badly? I'm not a very interesting person, you know." I said, setting my book aside.
"Well that's why I wanted to talk t—with you. To see if you are interesting or not." He said, letting a crooked grin rest on his face.
He's going to kill me with that look. Either that or turn my knees to Jell-O.
"Very well. What would you like to know?" I asked, cocking my head to one side.
"Let's see…do you have a boyfriend?"
"No."
"Are you married? Engaged?"
"I'm only seventeen. How can I be married?" I asked with a confused look on my face.
"Well, hey, it's not unheard of. And I thought that I was the one asking the questions."
"Sorry. What else?"
"Um, what do you like?" he asked with great interest.
"Music, books, meditating, and dancing in a different style than is common here."
At this, his left eyebrow raised in either curiosity or surprise. "Really?" All I could do was nod. Slowly, but surely.
"Next question?"
"Well, you told me how old you were, so there goes that question. What's your family like?"
"Well, my mother died when I was three, so I don't really know what she was like. My father and grandfather raised me. My grandfather is a strange little man. My personality is almost a carbon copy of my dad's. I'm quick-tempered, fiery, and too independent for my own good. There, will that do?"
"What about that guy you were chasing this afternoon with the broom? Who was he?"
"His name is Chad. He's not family, but might as well be since he hangs around so much. He often deserves getting whacked with my broom every now and then." I laughed at the very thought of this previous afternoon.
"Do you like him? Is he your love interest?"
"No! Absolutely not! I have never liked him, nor do I have any interest in doing so. I see him as a brother, never anything more. Although, he's been trying to go out with me since I was fourteen."
"You refused rather quickly. But pray tell, why has he been pursuing you so? Have you told him everything you just told me now?"
"Of course I told him the same thing. I have no idea why he still pursues me. I have made my point clearly enough for three years. You'll have to ask him that and tell me."
He laughed a deep laugh that rose from his chest. I joined in as well. After a few moments of continuous laughter, it gradually decreased.
"Are you going to the ball tomorrow night?"
"Do I have a choice?" I asked a little sarcastic.
"I guess not. May I accompany you there?" he asked, and I couldn't ignore the hint of hope in his voice or the spark in his eye.
I looked at my hands still folded in my lap. Should I give in just once? Will it hurt? It will if I let him get too close too soon. But is this too soon? I don't even know anything about him except that he seems like he listens when I talk. He's the first one to do so, I admit. I looked back up into those eyes that captured my mind momentarily. There was such hope in those eyes. Maybe I'll be fine if I take this chance and let my guard down.
"You may accompany me there, but only if you really want to. I don't know if I'll be much of a partner when it comes to dancing, but I gave you my warning." At this, he laughed again.
"I would very much love to go with you. But, you said that dancing was one of your favorite things to do, so why do you warn me?"
"The type of dancing I do is called 'Dirty' dancing (if you don't know what type of dancing this is, go see the movie Dirty Dancing with Jennifer Gray and Patrick Swayze. Btw, I don't own It.). Oh don't look at me like that! It's really not how it sounds, but it is very different to all the waltzes they do here on the Moon. Waltzes are not my strong points, so I'm very bad at it. That is why I warned you."
"Oh. Well, I hope that one day you'll show me this type of dance."
"Only if you want to see it when that day comes. It might be a while. You may very well be back on Earth. Therefor, miss it entirely. But I think it will take years before the queen even gives it more than a moments thought. She hasn't warmed up to the subject very well in previous years. I think you'll enjoy it, though."
"And how do you know what I like, Lady? I haven't told you anything about me."
"Why don't you tell me about yourself? 'Tis only fair." I said with a mischievous twinkle in my eye.
"Okay, it is. Here we go. I'm nineteen years old. I'm single. No girlfriend, fiancée, or wife. I have two sisters who are about as preppy as any two girls can get. My dad no longer lives with us. My mom and I are really close to each other since I'm her only son. And on the day that we left, she said that without me she would not hear two words of sense spoken together. Don't laugh! It's true! I like to dance, so we've got that in common. I like to hang out with my friends, mainly Endy, I like music too, baseball, and video games. Is that enough? Am I boring or what?"
"You're not boring. But I do have one question. Since you asked me; I'll ask you. Do you have a love interest?"
"Yes."
"Who? Anyone I know?" suddenly a ping of jealousy attacked my heart. Why am I feeling this way? Is it really any of my concern?
"Yes, I think you know her. It's you." He said; looking directly into my eyes with a warm inviting smile easing the stressed lines on his face that didn't seem to be noticed until the smile came.
But only one thing came to my mind. "Me? Why-how are you interested in me? What's possessed you to do so?"
"What do you mean 'what possessed you'? Nothing did. You amaze me, Rei. Everything you just said about yourself is exactly the type of person I've wanted to get to know. Please, Rei, please? I truly do want to get to know you on a more personal basis. Will you at least do that for me?"
I looked up into his eyes and held his gaze. And what I saw in those eyes scared me. I saw pleading, longing, and something else I couldn't identify. I was the one who lowered my gaze first. The only things that I seem to be able to look at without fear are my hands. Which were still folded neatly in my lap. What did he expect me to say? What am I supposed to do? I've never been in this position before. I need help!
"I don't know. I honestly don't know!" I said standing to my full height and nearly ran out of the room. I feel like I want to cry. I'm so confused! But as I left, I didn't see the more confused look upon Jadeite's face as I fled.
END OF CHAPTER 2