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White Lies
Chapter 5- Feelings of…Love?
Let's recap a bit:
"Greetings, Princess Serenity. We have come to escort your Royal Highness back to the Moon."
The sentence hung in the cold autumn air as all things froze.
Serena froze and she felt Darien stiffen with shock.
"Serenity!" Mina grinned as she leapt up from the formal greeting. "Where have you been? Haven't even bothered to contact us, have you? The Queen's worried sick! If it weren't for Luna for thinking of Earth, who knows what could have happened. Rumors about you being kidnapped… Do you know how hard it has been to keep the people from snooping into the info? And everyone wants to know where you are, considering you always visits the villages and the people and…" Mina listed everything as she bubbled on.
Raye and Lita snickered at the bubbly Venusian Princess. Only Amy seemed to remain serious as she slowly got up from her greeting position.
"Serenity, please come with us back home. The Queen is anxiously waiting for our news." She said and put a hand on her shoulder. Serena felt waves of energy overcome her and a silver aura surrounded her body. She closed her eyes as the familiar feeling of the symbol of the Moon flared on her forehead. Her eyes shot open and she shook off Amy's hand.
Shaking her head furiously, she faced Darien, pleading with her eyes for him to help. Darien turned and looked at her with obvious betrayal in his eyes.
"I am very sorry, your Highness. I…didn't know. Forgive me. I will leave you and your subjects alone now." Darien bowed, and without another word, he turned and walked away from her.
"No! Darien! You don't understand! I-It's not what you think!" Serena ignored the hot tears trailing down her cheeks. "Please don't leave!"
Darien stopped. "Your highness, if you will excuse me please."
Serena could only whisper the words. "Very well. If you insist…"
Darien bowed his head in a sign of respect and walked away.
The Senshi looked at their Princess in confuse. "Serenity, come on! He's gone now, so let's go."
"No!" Serenity screamed. "I'm sorry… I can't go home. Not yet. I have things to clear up, then, I will go with you. But for now, please, leave me be." Turning around, she ran in the direction Darien had taken off.
Amy looked on at the Princess with sad, dark blue eyes. "Let her go. We'll tell Queen Serenity of the happenings and she will understand. We at least know that she's safe for now."
The rest of the Senshi nodded in approval.
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Queen Serenity sighed. It had been two days since the Senshi had gone to search for her only daughter. She was worried.
'Maybe I should have asked Luna and Artemis to go with them. They are but only eighteen…'
The wooden door open a crack and a sleek black cat trotted in.
"Your Majesty, worrying over the Senshi again?" Luna shook out her fur.
The Queen smiled tiredly. "Oh Luna. I hope they are all right."
"I think they will be, your Majesty. That with Mina's unconfined enthusiasm of seeing the Princess again." Luna smiled.
The Queen chuckled at the mention of Mina's name. "She is quite like Serenity, is she not?"
"Yes, quite." Luna answered.
"Might she even be on Earth? What if she accidentally travelled somewhere else and couldn't come back?" Queen Serenity said panickly.
"No. I do not think Serenity will do something as stupid as that. Do you not remember, my Queen, that when she was but a child, it was always after staring at the Earth from the After Meal to the Sparkling Darkness did she fall asleep. It was always the Earth this, the Earth that." Luna grinned at the memories of the Princess as a child.
"Yes, I do remember Luna. She was quite a handful that she was."
"Well, you look tired, your Majesty. Please, some rest will do good." Luna started walking out the door.
"Yes, thank you, Luna. Remember, Serenity will always be your Mistress. You must protect her, no matter what." Queen Serenity sighed again as she laid down.
Luna frowned. "Of course, your Majesty, but why do you mention?"
"You will know when the time is right."
"Of course." Luna trotted out of the room.
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Darien sighed as he sat down on a rock. 'She's a Princess? Not to mention a Lunarian…' The wind ruffled his ebony locks as he looked up towards the sky. "Why do I regret walking away? Why?"
"Why does she mean this much to me?"
"Why do I want her to stay so much?"
"Why does it hurt so much to walk away?"
The answer is right in front of you…
Darien looked up, startled. "Tranquility?" He whispered, ready to believe the impossible.
Endymion… the answer will come to you soon. Always believe the impossible… Endymion…
"Tran…" he whispered "Tran!!!!" Endymion yelled. The wind echoed back.
Tran… Tran…
The voice was gone, only the sound of wind whistling in the trees was heard. Darien looked up to the sounds of frantic footsteps. A blur of yellowish blonde flew into Darien, tackling him and pinning him down.
"What the hell?!" He cursed.
The young Princess grabbed his shirt and buried her face in it. "I'm sorry…" She mumbled.
Darien looked down into a mass of blonde. Slowly getting up, with Serenity on his lap, he gently pushed her off. Serenity looked into his eyes, and that's when he noticed her sweet, innocent eyes, always so carefree and bright. And the strongest emotion in those clear, blue orbs right then, was guilt. And… for a moment, Darien thought he saw a spark of love. Then, it was gone.
Always believe the impossible… Endymion…
"I… love you…?" He whispered unconsciously.
Serenity's eyes widened. 'He does love me…'
Darien stared into Serenity's eyes again. It finally struck him head on. He was head over heels in love with the Moon Princess. There was nothing to be done. And nothing can ever change that.
Thanks for pointing out the spelling errors, Munchies. They're fixed now. Ran-chan, I do too go to ASMR. I'll talk to you later. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, I really appreciate it and am glad that you like this story. (Trust me, there'll be fluff in later chaps!) I'm also opening up my mailing list again. If you want to be on it, just tell me when you review and leave your e-mail. Please review, it might help me get rid of a minor writer's block.
